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SHIRLEY COUGHS | 0:00:29 | 0:00:31 | |
What you doing up so early? | 0:00:34 | 0:00:36 | |
Well, I thought I'd make the old man a cup of tea. | 0:00:36 | 0:00:39 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:00:39 | 0:00:41 | |
Here you are, make yourself useful. | 0:00:41 | 0:00:44 | |
-Bit old, ain't he? -Your dad's been through the wringer this week. | 0:00:44 | 0:00:48 | |
I want today to be a nice... | 0:00:48 | 0:00:51 | |
happy, family day. | 0:00:51 | 0:00:54 | |
You understand? | 0:00:54 | 0:00:55 | |
Yeah. I can't wait. | 0:00:56 | 0:00:58 | |
Oh, come on you lot, have you seen the time? | 0:01:04 | 0:01:06 | |
Get your teeth cleaned and your shoes on. Come on. | 0:01:06 | 0:01:10 | |
-Oh, Morgan, look at your jumper! -You can get a new one. | 0:01:10 | 0:01:16 | |
What do you want me to do? Grab a bunch of money out the Monopoly box or something? | 0:01:16 | 0:01:20 | |
-Excuse me, you can clean this up, please. -Keep your hair on. | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
I knew it wouldn't last. Come on. Tiff, shoes! | 0:01:23 | 0:01:27 | |
-It's not her fault Ricky's gone. -I know! | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
-Well, step up. Bianca can't do everything. -All right! | 0:01:33 | 0:01:37 | |
No. You're not a kid no more, so stop acting like one, Liam. | 0:01:37 | 0:01:40 | |
THEY CHUCKLE | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
Bit small for you, innit? | 0:01:48 | 0:01:50 | |
That's just the wrapping. | 0:01:50 | 0:01:52 | |
-Do you have to do that? -And that's not all. -Oh. | 0:01:53 | 0:01:58 | |
-And how much did that set me back? -You're welcome(!) | 0:02:04 | 0:02:08 | |
Nah, thanks, I love it. | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
-Who's next? -Sorry. Present's on its way. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:17 | |
-You know, internet order. -Right, then, | 0:02:17 | 0:02:19 | |
-so what's the plans? After a long lie-in, of course. -Well, sorry, | 0:02:19 | 0:02:24 | |
-but I've got motors stacking up. -It's only 20 past. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:28 | |
-We want to get away early. Get spruced up for the boxing. -Yeah, it's a sell-out. Should be a good do. | 0:02:28 | 0:02:32 | |
How about we all meet at lunchtime at the curry house? On me. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:35 | |
As long as I ain't got to be in the inspection pit with him after. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:39 | |
Says the man who can play the trumpet with his backside, eh? | 0:02:39 | 0:02:43 | |
Get off! Get off! | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
Right. Let's knock it on the head. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:47 | |
-Right, we ready? What are you two up to? -Nothing. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:55 | |
I found this under the sofa. It must have been Nana Pat's. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:58 | |
She always said she'd give it to us if she won. Never know. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:02 | |
Well, I doubt it. Nana Pat never won a tenner in her life. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:06 | |
But we could do with some money. | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
Come on, then, where's your bag? You ready? | 0:03:09 | 0:03:12 | |
-What are you doing? -Forgot my games kit. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
Oh, give me strength. Come on, hurry up! We're going to be late. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:20 | |
-Sorry about Yasmin last night. The joys of teething. -It's fine. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:32 | |
-I don't think any of us were in the mood for sleep. -You can say that again. | 0:03:32 | 0:03:36 | |
You know what? I'm going to bake you some khatai. Your favourite. | 0:03:36 | 0:03:40 | |
Only don't tell your father. That man is a bloodhound when it comes to cookies. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:44 | |
We're out of sugar. | 0:03:44 | 0:03:45 | |
It's all right, I'll pick some up when I've finished my shift. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:50 | |
I'll go. | 0:03:52 | 0:03:54 | |
Afia... | 0:03:57 | 0:03:59 | |
Afia. Afia, just wait. Afia, please. Please, talk to him, OK? | 0:04:01 | 0:04:07 | |
One of you needs to make the first move. | 0:04:07 | 0:04:09 | |
He can't stand the sight of me. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:11 | |
He looks at me and... | 0:04:11 | 0:04:13 | |
I know... | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
I know he sees him. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:19 | |
No. You are nothing like your father. | 0:04:19 | 0:04:22 | |
I can't get my head round it. Why didn't you say something? | 0:04:22 | 0:04:26 | |
Because, Afia... | 0:04:29 | 0:04:32 | |
the violence... | 0:04:32 | 0:04:34 | |
it wasn't just physical. | 0:04:34 | 0:04:36 | |
Tam's right. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:47 | |
I should have told him straightaway | 0:04:48 | 0:04:51 | |
about what Dad did all those years ago. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
-It's all my fault. -No, it isn't. | 0:04:54 | 0:04:57 | |
Now, you remember what the nurse said, OK? | 0:04:57 | 0:05:00 | |
Survival, it brings its own demons. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:04 | |
Anger. Guilt. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
Tamwar does not know what he's saying to you, OK, sweetheart? | 0:05:07 | 0:05:11 | |
He loves you, Afia. He loves you. | 0:05:11 | 0:05:13 | |
He wishes he'd never met me. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:17 | |
Does that sound like love to you? | 0:05:17 | 0:05:20 | |
Afia... Afia, wait. Listen to me. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
Afia, wait, please! | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
Oh, how is she? Poor thing. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:28 | |
-She's so lucky to have you to lean on. -She's bearing up. | 0:05:28 | 0:05:32 | |
Oh, I can't tell you how I miss Doctor Khan. Such a gentleman. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:36 | |
-The new locum just lacks a certain gravitas. -Excuse me. I'm so sorry, I'm late for work. | 0:05:36 | 0:05:40 | |
I'm sorry. I should have told you I was moving out. | 0:05:43 | 0:05:47 | |
-I couldn't find the right words. -Oh, there's a first. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:51 | |
You know you're always welcome round at Dot's. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:53 | |
-Unless you're otherwise engaged. -CORA SIGHS | 0:05:53 | 0:05:56 | |
I told you, I found the love letter on the counter, | 0:05:56 | 0:06:00 | |
used it as a bookmark - the end. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:02 | |
Aren't you just a teensy-weensy bit interested who it's from? | 0:06:02 | 0:06:05 | |
Why would I be? It's not for me! Someone left it here. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:09 | |
Exactly! Your mystery man. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:11 | |
If I had an inkling of who it might be from, | 0:06:11 | 0:06:15 | |
do you think I'd waste my time finding out? | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
Well, why not? | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
Cos the man I'd be interested in would have eyes you could drown in | 0:06:19 | 0:06:23 | |
-and a bum you could bounce tuppence off. -Coward. | 0:06:23 | 0:06:27 | |
Oi, put that down. Ain't a charity shop. You know what I mean. | 0:06:30 | 0:06:35 | |
-What do you want a clipboard for, anyway? -You'll see. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
-Can you at least let me carry the shopping? -I can manage. | 0:06:38 | 0:06:42 | |
Oh. What are you doing here? | 0:06:42 | 0:06:44 | |
Shirley called me in. Mix-up with the roster. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:46 | |
-What can I get you? -Two doughnuts to take away, thanks. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:51 | |
-DOOR OPENS -Morning. -Oh, hello, love. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:54 | |
-How you getting on settling back in with your dad? -Next question. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:58 | |
How are you feeling? | 0:06:58 | 0:07:00 | |
-Um... Oh, I'm through the worst of it, thanks. -1.60, please, Tan. | 0:07:00 | 0:07:05 | |
-Fancy a night out tonight? -Hang on, you know how I feel about that. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:09 | |
-Don't worry. I'll keep an eye. -Hello? I am still here, you know. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
I know I don't come with glowing references, but I mean it. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:17 | |
-She's my best mate. -Aw. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:21 | |
All right, then. But you don't be too late, all right? | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
-Yes! OK, shall I get Whitney involved, yeah? -Great. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:29 | |
Here, Luce, on me. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:33 | |
Thanks. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:36 | |
-Has she had a personality transplant? -I think it's called growing up. | 0:07:37 | 0:07:42 | |
-Right, OK, I'll leave you two to just gossip. -All right, darling. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:46 | |
Right, you still up for this shopping expedition? | 0:07:46 | 0:07:50 | |
I'm sorry. I'm on a double, apparently. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
Oh, well, never mind. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:54 | |
Although I was quite looking forward to my first trip out. | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
But you'd think I'd have learnt not to make plans in advance, wouldn't you? | 0:08:02 | 0:08:07 | |
You know, I'm sure Bianca could do with the extra money. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:11 | |
Yeah. OK, see you at mine, one o'clock. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
-Since when did the council decide to pull down the playground? -Oh, it was in the Gazette last week. | 0:08:15 | 0:08:20 | |
-Ain't you got anything better to do with your lunch hour, eh? -Oh, come on, Phil. | 0:08:20 | 0:08:25 | |
How can you resist a smile like hers, eh? | 0:08:25 | 0:08:27 | |
-Yeah. There you go. -Thanks, Mr Mitchell. | 0:08:27 | 0:08:30 | |
-Right, hold the fort. I won't be long. -Why, where you going? | 0:08:30 | 0:08:33 | |
-Going to get another ticket for tonight. -Who for? | 0:08:33 | 0:08:36 | |
-Ben. -Aw, really? -Yeah. Well, he deserves a break, don't he? | 0:08:36 | 0:08:39 | |
He's been working really hard. | 0:08:39 | 0:08:40 | |
-Not that I'd trust him to change a light bulb, but still... -You said it was a sell-out. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:45 | |
It is, but I'm a man who knows a man. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:47 | |
-You said first thing! -I had to run it past our CPS lawyer, and he doesn't fancy the odds. | 0:08:50 | 0:08:54 | |
Well, why not? | 0:08:54 | 0:08:55 | |
One case collapsing is unlucky. Two will smack of incompetence, | 0:08:55 | 0:08:59 | |
and I'll be the one carrying the can. | 0:08:59 | 0:09:02 | |
What's up? You lost your bottle? | 0:09:03 | 0:09:05 | |
You don't want to make an enemy of me. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:08 | |
So what are you saying? | 0:09:11 | 0:09:12 | |
Are you sure you want to go through with this? | 0:09:12 | 0:09:16 | |
You're not just pulling the plug on your father. Shirley, Jay? | 0:09:16 | 0:09:21 | |
They'll be gunning for you. | 0:09:21 | 0:09:22 | |
Well, look, that... | 0:09:25 | 0:09:27 | |
That doesn't matter. What matters is the truth. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
If it is...the truth. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:33 | |
I can't live with Stella still on my conscience. | 0:09:35 | 0:09:38 | |
I'm not doing it for her. I'm doing it for me. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:41 | |
-It's not a big one. I'm not even drinking. -I've got an essay to do. | 0:09:45 | 0:09:49 | |
So? It can wait! Come on. It won't be the same without you. | 0:09:49 | 0:09:53 | |
-Oh, fine. Where are we off to, then? -Ooh, yes! Come here. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:58 | |
We should hit Old Street. Bound to be a band on somewhere. | 0:09:58 | 0:10:03 | |
-Er...you said the Vic and R&R in your text. -Change is as good as a rest. | 0:10:03 | 0:10:06 | |
And why should Phil Mitchell get his hands on our hard-earned cash? | 0:10:06 | 0:10:09 | |
-I'm the one that works. -Are we going out or not? -Shoreditch is full of pretentious wannabes. | 0:10:09 | 0:10:15 | |
-Day-Glo wasn't even fashionable first time round. -You would know. | 0:10:15 | 0:10:18 | |
You're the one with the clothes stall. | 0:10:18 | 0:10:21 | |
-Right. You can count me out. -No! -Yes. | 0:10:21 | 0:10:24 | |
It's cool. We understand. She doesn't want to leave her comfort zone. | 0:10:24 | 0:10:28 | |
No, well, I ain't really that keen on the idea either. | 0:10:28 | 0:10:31 | |
Can't we just stay round here? | 0:10:31 | 0:10:33 | |
The R&R it is, then. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:36 | |
-Oh, sorry. -It's all right. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:42 | |
Are you skiving off work? | 0:10:42 | 0:10:44 | |
It's Phil's birthday lunch. I've got to go and clean up. | 0:10:44 | 0:10:47 | |
Right, well, have fun. | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
Here, hang about. You know the petition? | 0:10:51 | 0:10:55 | |
Why didn't you want me to sign it? | 0:10:56 | 0:10:57 | |
Oh, um... I was just in a hurry. | 0:10:57 | 0:11:00 | |
Just...I thought we was all right now. | 0:11:00 | 0:11:02 | |
Oh, no, it's not that. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:05 | |
Hand on my heart - Lola's just a mate. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:08 | |
I got it wrong, I know that. She won't let me forget it any time soon. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:12 | |
-She's a laugh, do you know what I mean? -She thinks I'm a complete loser as it is. | 0:11:12 | 0:11:16 | |
Will you chill out? What is not to like about you, Abs? | 0:11:16 | 0:11:20 | |
Where do I sign? | 0:11:22 | 0:11:23 | |
No, wait... | 0:11:23 | 0:11:24 | |
Why is it all blokes? | 0:11:24 | 0:11:27 | |
Promise you won't laugh? It's an thingamajig. Like a decoy. | 0:11:30 | 0:11:35 | |
-I'm comparing handwriting. -What for? | 0:11:35 | 0:11:38 | |
Well, my gran has got a secret admirer. | 0:11:38 | 0:11:42 | |
Phil? Fancies Cora? | 0:11:44 | 0:11:46 | |
-You're off your nut. -Well, why not? | 0:11:46 | 0:11:49 | |
-He likes birds with their own teeth for starters. -Shirley's not exactly Kim Kardashian. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:54 | |
Cora's old enough to be his mum. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:56 | |
All right. Well, maybe not Phil but... | 0:11:58 | 0:12:02 | |
-someone wants to keep her warm at night. -If he can get the straitjacket off. | 0:12:02 | 0:12:06 | |
Forget it. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:07 | |
I was only joking, all right? I'm sorry. | 0:12:09 | 0:12:11 | |
You can't help who you fall in love with. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:13 | |
Yeah, so they say, eh? | 0:12:16 | 0:12:18 | |
See you later. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:23 | |
Yeah, see ya. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:26 | |
-You don't mind me sitting here, do you? -Course not. | 0:12:26 | 0:12:30 | |
Sorry about, you know... Crashing your place yesterday. | 0:12:30 | 0:12:33 | |
It's OK. You weren't interrupting much. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:36 | |
You know, Fatboy's heart's in the right place. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:41 | |
His brain - not so much. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:43 | |
It's fine, really. | 0:12:43 | 0:12:45 | |
That's a nice picture. I've hardly got any of my mum. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:51 | |
Dad chucked most of them. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:52 | |
She died? | 0:12:52 | 0:12:55 | |
I was, what, four-years-old? | 0:12:56 | 0:13:00 | |
After that, it was like she never existed. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:03 | |
What was she like? | 0:13:03 | 0:13:05 | |
My nan said she was like... | 0:13:05 | 0:13:08 | |
this lost soul just looking for perfection. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:12 | |
Dad just reckons she was just a slapper. | 0:13:12 | 0:13:14 | |
Two sides to every story, I suppose. | 0:13:14 | 0:13:18 | |
I know it's not much, but at least you got to know him. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:22 | |
Dad used to say I was the best thing about him. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:26 | |
What did he mean? | 0:13:27 | 0:13:28 | |
Guess I'll never know. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:31 | |
-I better get back to work. -We're out tonight if you fancy it. | 0:13:32 | 0:13:36 | |
-I can't. -Half five at the Vic if you change your mind. | 0:13:36 | 0:13:40 | |
Yeah, a stomach bug. Yeah, that's right. Well, yeah, I know I should. | 0:13:46 | 0:13:49 | |
Listen, I've got more better things to do than phone the poxy school, all right? | 0:13:49 | 0:13:53 | |
-Yeah, and you. -What's the matter? -Liam ain't been in all morning. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:56 | |
-He's probably missed the bus. -Bunking off with his mates, more like. | 0:13:56 | 0:14:00 | |
Liam Butcher, when you get this message, you phone me straight back, yeah? | 0:14:00 | 0:14:04 | |
-Come through. I'm just going to grab my coat. -Have you got a tissue? Pigeon hit a home run. | 0:14:07 | 0:14:11 | |
-Ugh. I'll run it under the tap. -It always happens to me. I'm sure they've got my photofit. | 0:14:11 | 0:14:15 | |
"Woo, chocks away!" | 0:14:15 | 0:14:17 | |
-Oh. -What? | 0:14:17 | 0:14:20 | |
Right. So you're wearing that top? | 0:14:20 | 0:14:22 | |
No, it's fine, don't get me wrong. It's lovely... | 0:14:22 | 0:14:25 | |
-for slobbing round the house and that. -It's not like we're heading out for a night at the opera, is it? | 0:14:25 | 0:14:30 | |
Not exactly, no. | 0:14:30 | 0:14:34 | |
Tan? | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
He rang your mobile - Gethin - and I might have accidentally arranged an interview time for you. | 0:14:35 | 0:14:40 | |
-You scheming... You guilt-tripped me! -Yeah, all right, let's save the post-mortem for later. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:45 | |
I've got this nice white blouse - low-cut, not too much cleavage... | 0:14:45 | 0:14:49 | |
No, you are wasting your time, friend. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:51 | |
You know your problem, Jane? You never give yourself a chance. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:55 | |
You wait till everyone has crossed the finish line before setting off, | 0:14:55 | 0:14:59 | |
-and wonder why you came last. -You think you know what's best for everyone else! | 0:14:59 | 0:15:03 | |
Fair shout. Yeah, yeah, I do. Because nine times out of ten, I'm right! | 0:15:03 | 0:15:08 | |
You're a long time dead, Jane. You could be the next Nigella Lawson. | 0:15:08 | 0:15:11 | |
Oh, please. | 0:15:11 | 0:15:12 | |
No-one sucks on a strawberry quite like her. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:17 | |
JANE LAUGHS | 0:15:17 | 0:15:20 | |
-One chicken korma with chips. -Pretend curry's for Ben. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:25 | |
-All right, Bruce Lee, calm down(!) -And one jalfrezi. -Thank you. | 0:15:28 | 0:15:33 | |
I want to propose a toast. To Phil. | 0:15:33 | 0:15:34 | |
Happy birthday, you old codger. | 0:15:34 | 0:15:38 | |
-Cheers. -Cheers. | 0:15:38 | 0:15:40 | |
I've got something for you. | 0:15:40 | 0:15:42 | |
Here we go. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:46 | |
-Sold out, you said. -I pulled a few strings and threw in a free service | 0:15:46 | 0:15:50 | |
on top of the cover price and everyone's a winner, ain't they? | 0:15:50 | 0:15:54 | |
-Thanks, Dad. -That's all right. -So where's his present, then? | 0:15:54 | 0:15:58 | |
Um... The shop phoned up this morning. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:02 | |
-They said it's out of stock. -In the shop, more like. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:05 | |
Ah, forget it. Like I need more aftershave, eh? | 0:16:05 | 0:16:08 | |
Nah, you lot'll do me. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:12 | |
Cheer up. Home time soon. | 0:16:17 | 0:16:20 | |
Don't remind me. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:21 | |
You and Tam will be fine. | 0:16:21 | 0:16:23 | |
How can you be so sure? | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
Well, at least you can give your husband the one thing I couldn't give mine. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:30 | |
What? | 0:16:30 | 0:16:32 | |
Life doesn't boil down to sex, does it? | 0:16:32 | 0:16:35 | |
You've got so much to learn. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
COMPUTER GAME BEEPS | 0:16:41 | 0:16:43 | |
Playing on that thing again? Maybe you can teach me. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:50 | |
I've always fancied being a... | 0:16:51 | 0:16:54 | |
green little wizard thing. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:57 | |
-What do I do? -Just... -Oh. Oh, no, no! He's going... | 0:16:58 | 0:17:03 | |
-Oh, sorry. -You died. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:06 | |
I didn't even save it. | 0:17:06 | 0:17:09 | |
Your brother was never any good at electronics either. | 0:17:09 | 0:17:13 | |
Except for his calculator. | 0:17:13 | 0:17:15 | |
He used to write rude words using numbers. | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
You know when you turn it upside down? He used to write "boob". | 0:17:17 | 0:17:22 | |
Ironic, really, seeing as it was Syed, no? | 0:17:22 | 0:17:25 | |
Seems like only yesterday that you were both small boys. | 0:17:30 | 0:17:35 | |
Now look at you. | 0:17:35 | 0:17:37 | |
Grown man... | 0:17:37 | 0:17:40 | |
with a wife. | 0:17:40 | 0:17:41 | |
You mustn't blame her, Tamwar. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:46 | |
So she didn't tell you what Yusef did all those years ago. | 0:17:46 | 0:17:50 | |
So what would it have changed now? You lied about Oxford too. | 0:17:50 | 0:17:54 | |
Huh? She didn't hold that against you for long, did she? | 0:17:54 | 0:17:57 | |
Tamwar, please... | 0:18:00 | 0:18:02 | |
Please don't let... | 0:18:04 | 0:18:05 | |
..that man tear our family apart again. Please. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:12 | |
You know, none of us are infallible, all right, Tamwar? | 0:18:15 | 0:18:18 | |
And if Allah has the compassion to forgive, then so should you! | 0:18:18 | 0:18:21 | |
Oi, you, what happened about getting a shift on at work? | 0:18:27 | 0:18:30 | |
Oh, stuff it. I'm my own boss. I'll put me feet up. | 0:18:30 | 0:18:33 | |
Why don't we watch that film that Jay got you? | 0:18:33 | 0:18:35 | |
You know, the Tarantino one. | 0:18:35 | 0:18:37 | |
I don't mind, long as it ain't got any singing or dancing in it. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:41 | |
Right, yeah. Well, look, I'm going to go to the bog. | 0:18:41 | 0:18:44 | |
Just make sure you don't start without me. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:47 | |
Remember you've got to revise for that physics exam. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:49 | |
-Oh, yeah, like he's going to pass that(!) -Phil! | 0:18:49 | 0:18:52 | |
You know I'm right. Don't stand a chance, does he? | 0:18:52 | 0:18:56 | |
TV: 'Despite their teeth, the blacktips know exactly what they're doing...' | 0:18:56 | 0:19:01 | |
SHE PRAYS IN HER OWN LANGUAGE | 0:19:01 | 0:19:04 | |
ROSE GIGGLES | 0:19:23 | 0:19:26 | |
From a gentleman friend. Sensuous hand, don't you think? | 0:19:32 | 0:19:36 | |
Lovely. | 0:19:39 | 0:19:41 | |
He's a bit of a kinky one, though. Says I've got a lickable face. | 0:19:41 | 0:19:44 | |
I'm pretty sure that says "likeable". You've got a likeable face. | 0:19:49 | 0:19:53 | |
Really? That's all right, then. | 0:19:53 | 0:19:57 | |
-Still, try anything once. -ROSE GIGGLES | 0:19:57 | 0:20:00 | |
Oh, hiya, Nan. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:01 | |
Phil Mitchell? You really are clutching at straws. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:05 | |
-Did I say you could flash that letter about? -This is my letter! | 0:20:07 | 0:20:10 | |
I think she means this one. | 0:20:10 | 0:20:13 | |
There it is! Oh, that's one of my faves. | 0:20:14 | 0:20:19 | |
Page two, and I've underlined it, | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
"I long for the sweet caress of your hand | 0:20:22 | 0:20:24 | |
"and the tenderness of your lips." | 0:20:24 | 0:20:28 | |
I'd let you read the others, but they're a bit racy, know what I mean? | 0:20:28 | 0:20:32 | |
Why is he writing to you, anyway? | 0:20:32 | 0:20:34 | |
Well, he's away with work. | 0:20:35 | 0:20:38 | |
Away with the fairies, more like. | 0:20:38 | 0:20:40 | |
Anyone who calls himself Snuggle Puss needs his head examined. | 0:20:40 | 0:20:44 | |
Jealousy is a very unattractive trait, Cora. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:48 | |
Oh! I can't tell you how good that feels. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:59 | |
-Literally been rushed off my feet. -Hmm? | 0:20:59 | 0:21:02 | |
Where's Tam? | 0:21:02 | 0:21:05 | |
Sitting in the bath. He's not said one word since coming home | 0:21:05 | 0:21:09 | |
He's never exactly been Mr Motor Mouth. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:11 | |
No, this is different. He's just curled up inside himself. | 0:21:11 | 0:21:16 | |
He's not even asked about Afia. | 0:21:16 | 0:21:18 | |
-He... Where is Afia? Where is she? -I thought she came home already. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:23 | |
No. Pass me the phone. | 0:21:23 | 0:21:24 | |
-She's probably just taking five minutes to herself.... -Just pass me the phone! | 0:21:24 | 0:21:29 | |
-Afia will be fine... -No, she will not be fine, OK? | 0:21:29 | 0:21:31 | |
She is the innocent in all of this! If anything happens to her, | 0:21:31 | 0:21:34 | |
I will never forgive myself. I will never. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:37 | |
SHE SNIFFS What's that smell? | 0:21:37 | 0:21:40 | |
The khatai! | 0:21:41 | 0:21:42 | |
Oh, no, no, no. | 0:21:44 | 0:21:46 | |
SMOKE ALARM BEEPS | 0:21:50 | 0:21:53 | |
Look, I'll go and find her. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:57 | |
MUSIC FROM TELEVISION | 0:22:00 | 0:22:02 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:22:09 | 0:22:11 | |
I made the tea. | 0:22:13 | 0:22:14 | |
KNOCKING CONTINUES | 0:22:14 | 0:22:16 | |
All right, all right, I'm coming! | 0:22:16 | 0:22:18 | |
KNOCKING CONTINUES | 0:22:20 | 0:22:23 | |
-You shouldn't have. -One way ticket to Lisbon. I've called Grant. | 0:22:28 | 0:22:32 | |
-He's expecting you. -What? | 0:22:32 | 0:22:35 | |
-I was at the nick earlier. They were having a briefing about you. -What sort of briefing? -I don't know. | 0:22:35 | 0:22:39 | |
Whatever, they're coming mob handed. You need to go now. | 0:22:39 | 0:22:43 | |
If you see him, send him home, please. Give me that. | 0:22:47 | 0:22:50 | |
FRONT DOOR SHUTS Yeah, cheers. See ya later. | 0:22:50 | 0:22:53 | |
-Oh, where the flaming hell have you been? -Give us a chance. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:56 | |
Don't get lippy with me. You're on a yellow card for not phoning me back. | 0:22:56 | 0:22:59 | |
-I had to save my minutes. -What you got there? | 0:22:59 | 0:23:02 | |
My uniform. | 0:23:05 | 0:23:06 | |
You got a job? | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
McKlunky's. Part-time, cleaning up. Evenings and weekends. | 0:23:08 | 0:23:12 | |
-Even got my own name badge. -Did you do that for me? | 0:23:12 | 0:23:16 | |
I'm the man of the house now. Every penny counts, right? | 0:23:16 | 0:23:19 | |
What's that smell? | 0:23:19 | 0:23:20 | |
-Chicken and chips. Staff discount. -BIANCA SQUEALS | 0:23:20 | 0:23:23 | |
Come on, kids, lay the table. We're celebrating. | 0:23:23 | 0:23:28 | |
Come on, Morgan! Come on, Morgan! | 0:23:28 | 0:23:31 | |
-Doesn't make sense. They haven't got anything on you. -It's a wind-up. | 0:23:31 | 0:23:34 | |
The Old Bill know Ritchie's Dad's brief and it'll get back to you. | 0:23:34 | 0:23:38 | |
No, no way. Ritchie's always spot on. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:40 | |
-I've got to go now. -I'll pack a bag. -I'll get the false passport from the Arches. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:44 | |
There could be a copper outside in a car. You know, surveillance. | 0:23:44 | 0:23:47 | |
-He's got a point there. -So let me go. | 0:23:47 | 0:23:50 | |
I don't think so. | 0:23:50 | 0:23:52 | |
Listen, the passport's behind the extractor fan in the Arches. | 0:23:53 | 0:23:59 | |
You get it. You go with him if you want. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:03 | |
BOTH LAUGH | 0:24:09 | 0:24:12 | |
Tequila? Since when? | 0:24:12 | 0:24:14 | |
Least Mrs Beale mark five is good for something. | 0:24:14 | 0:24:18 | |
No, I'll stick to this, thanks. | 0:24:18 | 0:24:20 | |
Cos nothing's quite as sophisticated as a bright blue drink. | 0:24:20 | 0:24:24 | |
Better not. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:28 | |
More for me, then. | 0:24:28 | 0:24:30 | |
Lemonade, please. | 0:24:34 | 0:24:35 | |
Room for a little one? | 0:24:37 | 0:24:38 | |
'He told me to do it.' | 0:24:40 | 0:24:42 | |
-I said I can do it! -I don't get it. If it ain't Denise, who is it? | 0:24:42 | 0:24:45 | |
-There's no-one else round here stupid enough to take him on. -I'll get my crystal ball out, shall I? | 0:24:45 | 0:24:50 | |
-It's stuck. I need something sharp. -Give it some welly, you muppet. -Just do it! | 0:24:50 | 0:24:56 | |
Hello, ladies. Starting early, I see. | 0:25:10 | 0:25:14 | |
-It's lemonade. You can check. -Don't worry. I'm cracking the whip. -You do that. | 0:25:14 | 0:25:19 | |
Not good? | 0:25:24 | 0:25:26 | |
You're looking at the sous chef at his new restaurant. | 0:25:26 | 0:25:30 | |
Jane, that's brilliant! See, I told you! I knew it! I knew you could do it. | 0:25:30 | 0:25:33 | |
-I'm welling up here. Get us a bottle of bubbles when you have a minute. When do you start? -Tan! Tan! | 0:25:33 | 0:25:38 | |
The restaurant's in Cardiff. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
Phil, please come back. | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
They're taking too long! | 0:25:49 | 0:25:51 | |
Earth to Whitney. It's your round, please. | 0:25:57 | 0:26:00 | |
No, look, look, look. Fats just texted me saying he misses me. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:04 | |
Don't let us stop you. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:06 | |
No, it's a girls' night out, innit? | 0:26:08 | 0:26:10 | |
-I should go. -We've only just hit our stride. | 0:26:10 | 0:26:13 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:26:13 | 0:26:14 | |
Having fun? | 0:26:14 | 0:26:16 | |
Yeah. You should try it some time. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:18 | |
Zainab is worried sick. This is how you repay her? Have you been drinking? | 0:26:18 | 0:26:22 | |
-It's not mine! -Of course you'd deny it. Lying is in your genes. | 0:26:22 | 0:26:25 | |
Right, I think we should make our move, girls, yeah? | 0:26:25 | 0:26:28 | |
-Where we off to next? -Come on, Afia, you're not serious. | 0:26:28 | 0:26:31 | |
Don't wait up. | 0:26:31 | 0:26:32 | |
-What's taking you so long? -It ain't here. | 0:26:35 | 0:26:37 | |
Can't you do anything properly? Just one thing. | 0:26:37 | 0:26:39 | |
Phil, it's not here! | 0:26:39 | 0:26:41 | |
You know who's behind all this, don't you, hey? | 0:26:41 | 0:26:45 | |
-It's Marsden. She's the one that's setting me up. -So you believe him but not me? | 0:26:45 | 0:26:50 | |
-You're wasting time! -It's her. It's all her. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:52 | |
I mean, it's makes sense, don't it, eh? | 0:26:52 | 0:26:54 | |
She's sending me all this stuff, winding me up. She's got access to the files. | 0:26:54 | 0:26:58 | |
SIRENS WAIL She could have got that memory stick off Jack. | 0:26:58 | 0:27:02 | |
-Once Old Bill always Old Bill. -Will you please just go! | 0:27:02 | 0:27:05 | |
BANGING ON DOOR | 0:27:11 | 0:27:12 | |
Mr Mitchell? It's the police. > Open the door. | 0:27:12 | 0:27:15 | |
Dad, before you go... | 0:27:15 | 0:27:17 | |
Mr Mitchell, open up. > | 0:27:17 | 0:27:19 | |
BANGING ON DOOR | 0:27:19 | 0:27:21 | |
This should clear things up. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:24 | |
Go on, take it. | 0:27:24 | 0:27:26 | |
-Open the door. -> | 0:27:26 | 0:27:27 | |
BANGING CONTINUES | 0:27:27 | 0:27:29 | |
Surprise! | 0:27:31 | 0:27:33 | |
-What, it's was you? You! -Yeah, and I loved every minute of it. | 0:27:33 | 0:27:38 | |
-I told you, Ben... -You knew about this? -Ben, what's going on here? | 0:27:40 | 0:27:45 | |
I don't believe you did this to me. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:47 | |
CONSTANT BANGING ON DOOR You did this to me. | 0:27:47 | 0:27:50 | |
What's the matter with you? What is the matter with you, eh? | 0:27:50 | 0:27:55 | |
What's wrong with you? What, you think...? | 0:27:55 | 0:27:57 | |
Philip Mitchell, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Stella Crawford. | 0:27:59 | 0:28:03 | |
You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence | 0:28:03 | 0:28:06 | |
if you do not mention something which you later rely on in court. | 0:28:06 | 0:28:11 | |
Anything you do say may be given in evidence. | 0:28:11 | 0:28:14 | |
Happy birthday, Dad! | 0:28:19 | 0:28:21 | |
Take him away. | 0:28:23 | 0:28:24 | |
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