23/01/2012 EastEnders

-All right, Denise?

-All right, Ben. How are you?

Yeah, never better.

-You OK?

-Yep.

If you're worried about any fallout, I can help. We can put you somewhere else.

I'm not moving. I'm in the right.

While Dad's locked up, no-one has a clue what to do anyway.

PHONE RINGS

Hi, Gethin.

Yeah, I know, I know.

I still haven't made a decision.

Yeah, end of the day, definitely.

Oh, take it.

-You think?

-Yes, you've got to. You'll be fantastic.

-Morning, Jane.

-Hi, Ben.

-Hi, Ben!

-(Did you hear?

-I know.

-Murder, apparently.)

-Unbelievable.

-Unbelievable.

-Poor kid.

Hello?

KNOCK AT DOOR

All right?

Yeah. I heard about your dad. Are you OK?

He's the one in jail.

-Yeah, but don't you want him home?

-I put him in there, Abs.

I told the police what he did.

But he's your dad.

-He's a murderer.

-But I could never... Your own dad?

What choice did I have? It's about telling the truth.

I mean, Stella...

Yeah, well, you know what Stella was.

I wanted her gone so much, Abs. Dad made her jump.

And then when I found out everything else Dad had done,

all the other crimes, I realised it wasn't just a one-off.

He wasn't protecting me like he said he was.

He's a bad person. And it was the right thing to do.

-Is that what you think?

-He's a murderer. He brought Stella into my life.

It was the right thing.

Right, that's all that matters, then.

Exactly. In the end, my family'll thank me for it.

All right?

All right.

-Nothing?

-Won't say a word. It's ridiculous. A grown man not talking.

Yeah, well, we can't force him.

We'll see about that. Family lunch.

-You will be here, won't you?

-Of course.

-Oh, now she decides to help.

-Yeah. I do.

Look, I had a night off, but now I'm back.

Do you have a problem with that?

So...lunch is the answer, is it?

Yes, Masood, lunch. Where we all sit around a table and we...

Eat?

Talk! Masood, we talk! Can you call Syed, please?

-So, what's happened?

-Get inside.

-What's up?

-We've been down that police station all night

and all I could think about is how much I want to smack you right in the mouth.

I know this is tough now, yeah, but in the long run,

it could actually be quite good for us.

-Are you having a laugh?

-If you let me explain...

Explain what? After everything you've done to this family,

-you've still got it in you to do worse.

-What do you mean, worse?

-You grassed on Phil, didn't you?

-It weren't like that.

-Must have something new, or they'd have let him go.

-Why don't you ask him?

-I'm asking you.

-I don't know.

-Yeah, all right.

-I don't know.

But it wasn't me.

I did all those things, and I'm sorry.

-But I didn't grass him.

-DOORBELL

That'll be the others.

Two teas, please.

Thank you. Sorry, sorry.

-Here, I'll do that.

-No, I'm OK.

No, go on, I've got it, I've got it. You go through.

Go on sit over there. Go on, I'll bring her over.

Excuse me, can you just pop your bag in, is that all right?

Squeeze through here. Shuffle, shuffle. Cheers.

Nyeow! Pwohh! Here we go.

Oh, thank you.

Cheers.

And that's for you.

-Isn't that for Tyler?

-He'll live, won't he?

Thanks.

-It's only a cup of tea.

-And the flowers.

Did you get 'em, then?

Were they all right? I didn't know what ones to get.

Anthony, they were beautiful.

They were only something small.

Everyone likes flowers, don't they?

-What?

-What are you doing for lunch?

They make Doctor Who there, you know.

So if I go, you know you can visit me

whenever you like, and we can go and see the TARDIS. OK?

OK.

I'll always be there for you, Bobby. Always.

Promise?

I promise.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

-So you haven't accepted it yet, then?

-Well, I basically have, yeah.

-So when do you go?

-It'd be Friday.

-What, this Friday?

-There you go, Jane.

-Ta.

-So, where is it you're going again?

-I told you, Cardiff.

-Yeah, but I haven't properly decided yet.

PHONE RINGS

-Oh, sorry, it's my hairdresser. Got to take this.

-How big's the restaurant?

-60 covers or so. Open kitchen.

-You are going to be busy.

She'll be all right, Dad. She's more organised than you.

A bustling restaurant is a complete other world. It's brutal.

And how would you know? You've never worked in one.

-I could have done.

-She's doing it. That's one better than you!

I haven't actually said yes yet. I'm not sure I'm up to it.

You will be.

-How do I know?

-Let's find out.

-He admitted it.

-But did he actually?

As good as. It's not what he said, it's what he did.

-What did he actually say?

-He's denying he had anything to do with it.

-That's good enough for me.

-He wouldn't lie about.

-He lied about Amy!

-That was an accident.

-What about the stuff before Christmas? Those letters.

-He swore blind they would stop.

-Hold up a minute, what do you mean stop?

-You knew it was him?

-You didn't think to tell anyone?

-I wanted to give him a chance.

Oh, really good idea.

-I thought it was the better option.

-It wasn't!

-You blamed me, Shirl.

-Yeah, all right, Hev, and I'm sorry.

All we've proved is you're really happy to lie to everyone when it suits you,

and you've got form for accusing the wrong person.

Not really making a great case, eh, Shirl?

Every day, Ben.

Every single day,

for, like, a half of half a second,

I forget that my dad's dead.

And then every single day, I have to feel it again.

But for that half of half a second...

..I would do anything...

absolutely anything, just to make it longer.

To have my dad with me for one more minute.

And you had that and you've just chucked it away.

I didn't.

-I don't believe you, Ben.

-Jay, you're my best mate.

I wouldn't lie to you.

Promise me.

Jay...

Look me in the eyes.

Promise me it wasn't you.

I promise.

Again.

I promise you, it wasn't me.

He's just a boy. I know he's a bit stupid, and reckless, but he could never.

He's not stupid.

He could, you know.

-Thank you.

-I'm not saying he did. I'm just saying that...

doin' time in Borstal, it messes with your head, don't it?

-You were never in there.

-I've done plenty of time, all right, Lola?

You don't grass, Billy, OK? He knows that.

I'm just saying, right, prisons, they're not nice places.

They can change a person.

He was willing to let me take the rap for them watches just to get to his dad.

Will you shut up about that? I'm paying your fine!

-I'm just saying!

-You don't go in, a nice kid like Ben, and come out

the sort who'd set your dad up for ten years in prison!

Yeah, and the rest.

-What?

-We don't know what he said to them.

Shirley, he hasn't said anything! We don't even know if he's been charged!

We should be focusing on getting Phil out,

not standing here trying to blame Ben for everything.

What's Phil got to say?

He won't see me.

So this is all a hunch, Shirl?

We don't know if he's been charged,

we don't know what the evidence is, but I tell you what,

let's all just string Ben up anyway, shall we?

Right, whatever yous think... it weren't him.

-Oh, come on, Jay.

-I'm telling you, Shirl. It weren't him.

DOORBELL

What do you want?

We've charged him.

Murder.

-Hello, babe.

-Hello, love.

Don't envy Suzanne, do you?

House full of Oscar's mates all day.

You all right? Where's madam?

She is out getting a new phone charger.

What, she's lost another one?

-We agreed we're going take this gently, yeah?

-Yeah.

I mean it, Max. We caused this.

We weren't forcing bottles of brandy down her throat, were we?

And we are going to make it better, OK?

-Yeah, OK.

-Good.

Old team back together again, eh?

Babe, it's fine.

Abstinence is good for the soul.

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

Oh, here she is, look!

What?

Nothing. What d'you get?

Look, it's a charger.

Have you got a minute for a little chat, darling?

DOORBELL That'll be Syed and Christian.

-No, they're table shopping in town.

-But they have a table.

Just the messenger.

-They're not coming?

-No.

So who's that, then?

What you doing here?

-I'm here for lunch.

-I don't think so.

He is. ..Hi.

Hi. Thanks for the invite.

You know we don't drink, right?

Oh, I get it. Heavy night, couple of days off, yeah.

Thank you.

-What's this? Why's he here?

-I invited him.

-Why?

-Can I not invite a friend for lunch?

Of course. Fine. ..Come in, please, Tyler.

It's Anthony.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah.

Oh. Well, Anthony, then, if you insist.

-Who the hell's Stella?

-That was years ago.

-What's the evidence?

-I don't know.

-Did you ask?

-Of course I asked!

Well, I don't know, do I?

He could get life, you know. What are we going to do if he gets life?

-He won't get life.

-How do you know?

-Because he didn't do it! They've got CCTV.

So, why have they charged him?

Shirl's taking care of it, all right, Rox?

Well, she's not doing a very good job of it, is she?

-Is someone going to tell me who Stella is?

-Someone give her a slap.

-Lo...

-They must have a new witness, then.

-Who?

I think I know.

Right, check on. Mandy wants...

What are you doing?

-Are you serious?

-Yes.

That's the apron Jonathan Cole gave me when I graduated. He taught me everything I know.

-Everything you know, yes, I remember.

-Right, start again.

Check on. Mandy wants salmon to start, followed by the bavette -

-pink, no blood.

-Hold on, starter? We said we'd only do two courses.

Your customers want starters. You have to go with what they want.

Understand? Right, Bobby, no starter, sausage and mash.

With ketchup.

Lucy. Tortilla followed by the tagliatelle...

-Ian, there is no tortilla.

-There is now.

15 minutes.

-Oh, no!

-SHE GROANS

-You can't make me finish school.

-No? I'll have a pretty good go at it.

-Look, we can do this chat another time.

-What is the point?

-Do me a favour, will you?

-Seriously, what is the point? You guys didn't go to uni.

You think anyone that did is flash. You've both got jobs, run your own businesses.

-You're going, Lauren, all right?

-Dad, you're not a dictator.

-In this house, I am.

-Well, then this a revolution.

-The proletariat's taking power back for the workers.

-Workers work, Lauren.

-What are you going to do? Give me a clip round the ear?

-No, of course he's not.

-It's what my dad gave me, never done me any harm.

-Oh, hasn't it?

Got any trust issues, Max?

Trouble with honesty?

-Lauren...

-Fidelity problems?

-Go on, Lauren, carry on. Come tomorrow you'll be inmate number one.

-Max!

Ain't that right, Tan, eh? Tough times ahead. Tell her.

Tell her, go on.

Nice doing business with you.

-Great. What happened to being gentle?

-Gentle?

You've got kids all over London robbing shops, setting cars on fire,

cos their parents didn't give 'em a whack when they could.

You want that to be Lauren? What?

What you told them?

-Excuse me?

-Phil has been charged with murder.

-Don't tell me you don't know nothing.

-He's a killer. I'll tell anyone.

-You told the police?

-Yep.

You've been dying to stitch Phil up, ain't ya?

Ever since you found out about Kevin.

Well, now they've got him and I'm delighted.

-What did you tell them?

-Nothing they didn't already know.

Well, they must have found out from somebody.

Shirl, it's none of my concern.

I feel for you, Shirl, I do.

Because I've lost a husband.

I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

He ain't my husband.

What he did to Kevin...

If he gets 20 years, I'll call that even.

What if he does?

I don't know.

You just keep going. Don't you?

There you are. Right, Mandy said salmon was cold.

It was straight off the grill.

Your customer said the salmon was cold, OK? Are the mains ready?

Yeah. Bangers and mash, bavette pink, but not bloody, tagliatelle.

Oh, hang on.

Right OK, ready, ready, ready.

Here you are. Bavette for you.

Oh, Thank you.

What you doing?

-It's not right, it's got capers in it.

-I love capers.

-Not today, you don't.

-Pasta's got capers on it.

-Like we said.

-But Lucy doesn't want capers.

-Should have read the menu!

Is that what you're going to say to your customers in Cardiff? "You should have read the menu"?

Fine.

-What's wrong with Bobby's?

-Sausages are touching the mash.

-I know what you're doing, Ian.

-The sausage is touching the mash. He won't eat it.

And he'll know if you move it.

Then I'll do it again.

Argh!

-Always use a cloth.

-Get out, Ian!

-Jane, I'm sorry, but it's just basic kitchencraft.

-Out!

Won't be long.

Excellent as always, Auntie.

What'd you think, Tam?

Tamwar?

-It's very nice, Mrs Masood.

-Thank you, Anthony.

I don't eat much curry, myself. On a night out,

few scoops here and there with the boys.

But this home-made stuff is...

It's incredible.

Brown nose.

I'm glad we're authentic enough for you.

No, I didn't mean it like that. It's just interesting for me.

I start my new course next week.

-What course is that?

-Pakistani cooking.

MASOOD COUGHS

Really?

Yeah. I've never really had the proper stuff before.

You know, until today.

It'd be great to be able to reproduce this stuff at home.

And you're starting a course next week?

Yeah, couple of hours every Wednesday night...

I mean, food's such a big part of your culture

and I just want to understand that better.

For Amira.

Oh. That's very interesting.

And very admirable.

Right, dessert?

Everyone? Tamwar?

I've made trifle.

-Maybe I should head off.

-Thanks for coming.

-No. Please, stay. Would you like some tea?

-Zee.

Tea? Tamwar, do you want some tea?

I know. How about a game of Ludo?

Zee?

I love Ludo.

Lovely. OK, that's settled, I'll go get the board.

Amira, would you mind giving me a hand, please?

-Ludo, eh?

-It's a Pakistani thing.

You should do a course.

Honestly? Him? Next you'll be telling me he's a Muslim!

He's not that bad.

When I had to face a whole lunch as the lone single, can you blame me?

But a Moon?

I don't know. But he treats me like a princess.

And when I have to spend the whole day wiping up sick...

it's quite nice being somebody's princess.

Look, they can't know it was me.

Phil will find out soon

and you're going to have to stand up in court eventually.

-They'll all be there.

-Well, I'll figure something out by then.

But for now, no-one can know.

Good workout?

Sometimes you just have to punch something, know what I mean?

-Not really.

-Course you don't.

Is this all that Phil stuff?

Yeah.

How's Ben doing?

-I think he's all right.

-Good. He was really worried you wouldn't understand.

Understand what?

The Phil thing.

-What Phil thing are you talking about?

-You know, Phil. Stella, the police.

-He had nothing to do with that.

-Well, he told me he did.

I'd be careful what you say, Abi, you know.

He said he put Phil in jail.

That he told the police what he did to Stella.

PHONE RINGTONE:"Lose My Mind" by The Wanted

-Tell him you're at ours.

-I don't want to lie.

-Tell him, please.

I knew you were winding me up.

But still, I thought, "Play the game. How hard can it be?"

A busy kitchen, it's a tough place.

Better to find out now.

But that's the thing...

I knew it all along.

What have I ever made a success of in my life, Ian? Ever?

-Masala Queen.

-Zainab did the cooking. You did the books.

-I just came along for the ride.

-No, that's not true.

I clearly can't handle the pressure, Ian. I nearly had a breakdown, and this...

I don't know why I bother trying.

I won't take the job. I'll just sit here,

eat this entire tray of sticky toffee pudding,

go home and have a good cry.

SHE SIGHS

Come here.

Come on, Chef.

Sorry about your lunch, everyone.

What are you talking about? It was amazing.

-Mine was great.

-My beef was a bit tough.

Well, I think you're going to knock 'em dead in Cardiff.

-You really think so?

-I do, actually.

I think you'll do a fantastic job.

I thought this was your leaving present from blah blah blah.

It is. I'm giving it to you. Good luck in Cardiff, you.

-And now, Chef, I'm going to go do your washing up.

-MOBILE RINGS

-Hairdresser.

-Again?

Some of us have more than a passing acquaintance with our stylist, Lucy.

You're really going to leave me with that?

I think you can handle her.

-Sticky toffee pudding?

-Oh, go on then.

No, I've got to save you!

Ian, Ian!

No, Ritchie, it wasn't her. Because I asked her.

Someone's setting Phil up. You need to find out who it is.

-We should call Peggy.

-No.

-She'll know how to handle this.

-I'm handling it!

-Calm down, Shirl.

-This is my family at stake here, Shirl.

-Yeah, and it's mine, too.

-DOOR OPENS

-Shirl! Shirl! Where is he?

I don't know. Why? What's happened?

You were right.

Lauren...

-..you don't have to go back to school.

-Really?

-Really.

-But you got to go and work in the salon,

and after that we'll see, all right?

-Yeah, fine.

-We ain't going to go easy on you.

Yeah, can't wait. Is that it?

Yeah.

Result!

Thank you.

I'm counting that as a win.

Take as long as you need...

..OK?

Hi, Gethin?

It's, er... It's Jane.

I'm in.

Are we ready? SHAKING DIE

Six! Come on, now a decision.

Do I split between the two? Or shall I do it all in one go? Tamwar?

Come on.

OK, Afia?

-Split.

-All right, splitting. One, two, three.

Ek, do, teen. LAUGHTER

All done. Your turn.

-Anthony, Amira. You're up.

-We need a five or a six.

-OK.

-Come on.

-No, no, no.

-Five, five, five, five...

-Five or six, five or six, five or six...

Yes!

One, two, three, four, five!

-That's not fair!

-And that's you dead.

-Get in there!

-Not having much luck, are you, Zainab?

-I think you'll be doing the dishes.

-Why did you split it?

Why would you split it? Mum?

I thought it'd be the best decision.

How is that the best move? How is that the best decision?

I asked you, Tamwar.

You got two pieces in danger that they could kill with a five or six.

-It's OK.

-What idiot doesn't realise that?

-Tamwar!

-Calm down, Tam.

-Don't tell me to calm down!

You don't get to tell me calm down.

Or to cheer up, do anything. None of you do.

Tam...

It's OK. Tam...

You all right, mate?

Yeah, fine, it's just a game.

-What did you say to them?

-Where's Abi?

-What did you say to the police?

-Nothing. I don't know.

Don't lie to me, Ben! You told Abi. What did you say to THEM?

-Told 'em the truth.

-Which is?

-Dad killed Stella.

-No, he didn't!

-He did, he said to me he was going to do it.

-He said he planned it.

-You're changing your statement.

No, I'm not. He deserves it, all right?

Shirl, how many happy moments have you ever had with that bloke?

And I'm talking properly happy.

He doesn't care about us.

He doesn't care about you, Billy, Hev, Rox.

And you.

D'you really think he loves you?

Really?

Dad going down'll probably be the best thing that's ever happened to this family.

For once, he's going to understand what it feels like to be intimidated.

To make him feel like he's made us feel - scared.

-Step outside.

-What you doing?

-Jay, leave it. Leave it.

My best mate?

You looked me in the eye and you promised me it weren't you!

-All along you were the grass. To your own dad!

-Precious Phil, your little boxing buddy.

-Get outside, now!

-Jay...

Is that what this is about? Cos he wanted me at the fights before you?

-You're more pathetic than I thought.

-Me? Batter first, think later, ain't that your motto?

You ain't worth the energy.

Just know you are absolutely finished here.

-You can fish the rest out of the bins.

-You can't do that.

-Where will I go? We're family!

-Not any more we ain't.

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