12/03/2012 EastEnders

-Actually, I'll have two.

-OK.

All right, Shirl?

Not your usual brand.

They're for Phil.

He ain't wanted to see anyone for weeks.

Five weeks.

And two days.

Not that you're counting, though, right?

Can you take a break?

-What? Now? Not more trouble?

-No.

Breakfast. My treat.

You've cooked breakfast?

No, she burnt it.

BEEPING Oh!

-Bunking off again?

-He can go to school tomorrow, can't he?

Hold up, my birthday ain't till next week.

Tell you what, how about I buy you breakfast? My treat.

Thought you'd given up.

Given up? Didn't think you knew them words.

-Oh, just get off my back, Dad, please.

-Have I hit a sore spot?

Today of all days.

Lauren...

You ready?

Um...yes. Just give me a minute.

Babe, come on. Traffic's going to be a nightmare.

-This is important.

-More important than your scan?

Abs has been trying to get through. We keep losing connection.

Here she is! Come sit down.

-Hiya, Mum. Hiya, Dad.

-Hello, darling.

Hello, darling. How's the trip?

-Yeah, really...educational.

-Yeah?

Yeah. We're seeing lots of interesting places,

a load of old churches and houses...

And boys, and more boys.

Yeah, I was just calling to wish you luck. Not that you'll need it.

Course not.

Um...you're really OK, right?

I'm fighting fit.

Just going to get my coat, actually.

She's really OK, isn't she?

Yeah. Course she is.

Where's Lauren? She's going too, right?

Yeah. When I can drag her away from the mirror.

You know what your sister's like, worse than you.

-DOT:

-Yes, that's right.

That amount in that account.

Yes, that'll be all, thank you, for today. Bye-bye.

Put a bit aside, have you?

I hope you have, cos your share of the electricity bill is due.

That is what you should be spending your money on,

not a new hair cut.

It's for the wedding.

Yes, well, it's still extravagant.

Mind you, makes you look a little less mutton dressed up as lamb.

Give us a break, Dot.

Tell that to the meter reader,

shall I?

Five stars the Sundays give this hotel.

I give it three.

That's being generous.

I got some fags in my pocket.

I'll palm them off to you later.

You all right?

"Yeah, how you doing, Shirl?"

Look, I'm not having a pop.

I guessed that you needed some space.

But that's history. This ain't.

I've got a meeting later on with Ritchie.

We still think the best bet is to get Ben in the witness box.

I saw her myself yesterday.

HE GROANS

She never said. What's happened?

They've reduced my charge down to manslaughter.

Well, that's a start.

And I'm pleading guilty.

Hiya.

I just wanted to say...

Yeah, I know. Good luck.

'Cept it's nothing to do with luck, is it? Either good news or it isn't.

Don't know what else to say.

Nothing to say.

Like I said to Abs, I feel all right, the scan'll be all right.

-And the results tomorrow will be all right.

-Course they will.

All that nonsense you've been spouting about missing treatments,

-worrying about whether it'll make any difference.

-I never said that.

Been thinking it, though.

You obviously have.

Shall we make a move?

-Anyway...

-Yep. I know. Good luck.

Don't even think about chasing after her.

I'm not.

She can't have it both ways.

Can't say she don't want to be part of this family

then suddenly decide she does.

She's got to make a choice.

She wants into this family or she don't.

What? April the 1st come early or something?

Phil!

Ritchie reckons we can do a deal.

A what?

If I cop a guilty plea,

I'm looking at eight, maybe ten, tops.

This a wind-up or something?

If I go to trial, I'm looking at 20, maybe even more.

That's not a deal.

That's you rolling over. Giving in.

What's happened?

What's happened is, I've done the sums.

Ten years of this, or 20.

Who did that to you?

Maybe even 25. I think that's what they call a no-brainer, don't you?

So that's it.

Visiting's over.

Thank you, sweetheart.

-Hey! Look, it's Grandad.

-Roxanne! So, how was the Caribbean?

Well, Clacton was amazing.

We were building sandcastles in a Force Nine. Can't beat it.

I know what you need, what the doctor's ordered.

I'm going to take Shenice to the park after school.

Tiff and Morgan are coming. We'll do a picnic, the full works.

-Amy would love that.

-That's what I was thinking.

-What time? I'll drop her off.

-You not coming?

-No, I've got plans.

-Plans, eh?

-Plans.

-OK.

What are you doing?

Don't creep up on me like that!

Dot's up to something.

She's ain't the only one.

Her nose is out of joint because I came up with the Harley.

Now she is trying to do something for the wedding, to outdo me.

Is that all you got to think about?

Well, I'm not having it. It's my day.

Really? I thought it was Andrew's day.

Well, Andrew is my son!

I've just seen my daughter Tanya.

She's going for her scan today.

SHE SIGHS

It's Kimba time!

Come along.

Dunno why I'm still doing this. With all that money sitting there...

No, darling, it's not just sitting there.

It's earning interest, working.

Just like you.

-That's it? She's gone?

-Yep. And not coming back. After all she said about Mandy.

Why did she say it?

Cos she's a vicious, evil old cow.

She weren't trying to put a move on you herself, was she?

-She's Mandy's mum!

-So?

-No, that's mother and daughter, that's just sick, innit?

-Kimba time?

Yeah?

-Look, she was just making mischief.

-Yeah, because...?

I don't know.

Some of the things she said, it made me think,

you know what, here we go again. Cindy, Mel...

-Jane?

-Nah, Jane was different.

Yeah, well, I think so. And so does Bobby.

Hmm.

Yeah, Mandy's different. Don't care what her Mum said.

-If Phil pleads guilty...

-So it isn't a nightmare? I did hear him say that?

..there won't be a trial. He'll get credit for remorse.

-For something he didn't do.

-A guilty plea means a reduced sentence.

You're not listening, Ritchie. He shouldn't be being sentenced at all.

Plead not guilty, he'll be in court for weeks,

and if he's found guilty, we'll have nothing to bargain with

so he won't get out this side of his bus pass.

If he pleads guilty, he'll be lucky to get out at all!

I didn't know he'd been attacked, he never said anything to me.

Listen to us. This is Phil Mitchell we're talking about,

getting attacked, holding his hands up...

This ain't real.

I can try and get him moved somewhere.

Yeah? And how many times is he going to fall over on the way?

We need to get Ben in that witness box,

get a brief that'll turn the screws on him and make him crumble.

-Which is what you said before.

-What?

When you pressurised him into visiting Phil.

Put them together, Ben'll fold, no sweat, you said.

Only he didn't, did he? What if it's the same story in court?

What if he really does turn out to be a chip off the old block?

TEXT MESSAGE BEEPS

Are you allowed to use that in here?

Everyone else does.

What if the machine blows up or something?

All them dials suddenly start pointing north, I'll blame you.

It's only work.

It'll keep.

If this is bad news...

-It ain't gonna be.

-I know.

-But if it is...

-Tan, please.

You could cope, couldn't you?

Ready for you now.

See you in a bit.

I think it's for Nick.

So? A mother should look after her child.

He was never a child. He was born a monster and stayed one.

Is this any of your business?

You didn't see how much money she was putting away.

And if it is for Nick, he's bleeding her dry.

It's up to her what she wants to spend her money on.

There are better things.

Like you, you mean?

No.

Mind you, that Harley did cost a bit.

But it is paid for?

Ain't it?

Hev.

We're going down the florist.

Incredible. I said, "Hev," and you answered without moving your lips.

-Sorry, Shirl. We're running late.

-I need you to do something.

Got a problem with your hearing? She told you, we're late.

Is something wrong?

Yeah. Very wrong.

TEXT MESSAGE BEEPS

Come to gloat, have you?

Just collecting a couple of final statements.

Dotting the "i"s, crossing the "t"s.

-Putting the final nail in the coffin.

-You heard about the change of plea?

Phil's pleading guilty to something he didn't do, whatever Ben says.

And you know that.

-But if you can't get him one way, then...

-Any which way will do?

Never occurred to me.

He'll be in good company, though, if that's any comfort.

Lots of career criminals get done for all sorts in the end.

They got Al Capone on a dodgy tax return.

Don't even think about it.

Ben!

Listen, your dad's been beaten up.

Shirl can't tell you herself. She can't come within a mile of you.

Ben, he's still your dad.

Yeah? And he's still a murderer.

-Oh!

-Hello.

-Been out for lunch?

-What?

Anywhere nice?

No.

You do surprise me.

What are you talking about?

-Well, you know what they say, if you've got it...

-Got what?

You know what you remind me of?

A little squirrel.

A squirrel?

Hoarding its nuts.

Do you know what she's going on about, Cora?

-Got an idea, yeah.

-What's that, then?

-Let her tell you.

I've just got to get off, actually.

You ain't been snooping in my bag, have you?

Have you something to hide, then?

-No, I have not.

-I've got to go.

You miserable old miser.

Did it go all right?

Well, machine didn't explode. So your phone must have been all right.

Never mind my phone, you OK?

Let's ask the expert, shall we?

Old fusspot here wants to know if everything's all right?

The consultant will talk to you tomorrow.

She can't tell you before he does, you know that.

Tanya?

Yes. I know. Yeah.

Cheers, mate.

Here, Shirl, is it right what I heard about Phil?

Take that as a yes, then.

You're as bad as that copper.

Do you mind? I'm particular about the company I keep,

I find it helps my digestion.

Yeah, Phil can't keep anything down at the minute.

Might be due to the rabbit punches he got to the kidneys.

I don't want him hurt, OK? I just want justice.

Marsden's justice?

Even though he hasn't done anything, you still want to get him sent down?

I'd have preferred to have got him for Kevin.

-Wasn't exactly a choirboy himself.

-So this'll have to do.

So that's it, is it?

Black is white.

You're going to tell the whole world an innocent man is guilty.

Innocent?

Is that why he pleaded guilty?

He's pleading guilty because he's being crushed.

By you, by Ben, by Marsden, by everybody.

Inside and out.

Shirl.

I understand why you're doing this.

It's cos you love him.

And that's why I'm doing this too. I loved Kevin.

And that's fair enough, you know, cos that's what we do.

We look out for our own.

I just wanted to say thanks.

You know, for you sticking up for me with Mum.

Yeah, I had to pop to the cash and carry.

Oh, yeah, course you did.

But, um, thanks anyway.

She sounded genuine.

Yeah, so did Cindy at the start.

I'm not trying to get my hands on your money.

Obviously I'd like a little bit extra for the wedding.

I'm Andrew's mum.

-If I had it, I'd give him everything.

-Why?

That's a funny thing to say.

Cos I want him to have the best day of his life.

You can't buy his love, Rose.

Anyway, you don't have to, cos you've got it already.

Is that what you're trying to do with your Nick?

No. I am not.

It's for a rainy day.

What's the point in saving for a rainy day?

Let's just have the sunny days, Dot.

Why don't you just... leave him alone for a bit?

Don't look like I've got much choice, does it?

He just needs time.

He's always done it. Every woman he's been involved with,

he puts them on a sort of pedestal

and then it's not easy, is it, when they fall off?

I won't fall off.

Won't be on one in the first place.

Oh, come on, Lucy.

All right, I'm not as bad as my mum was making out

but I'm no saint either. You know that.

So does your dad.

So, how can I fall anywhere?

I'm already on the floor.

-What if it is Phil's best chance?

-Saying he's guilty when he ain't?

-He will get out quicker.

-And we just throw in the towel?

Some people would call it boxing clever.

And some'd call it chucking him to the wolves.

Phil's a big boy. He can see off a few chancers.

Jay's right, he won't turn into a wuss.

Come on, Billy, he's the wrong side of fifty.

There's a lot of young bucks in that place,

all wanting to get a reputation.

What better way of doing it than taking out one of the old guard?

KNOCK AT THE DOOR We can't let that happen.

Did you see him?

And?

I tried, Shirl, I really did, but he didn't want to know.

What's it going to do him, eh? Watching his dad go down?

He's still Phil's son, no matter what.

What happened to your hot date?

I didn't have a hot date.

I was supposed to have a hair appointment, actually.

Roxanne didn't get her roots done.

-What a tragedy!

-You should try getting your roots done,

-all the grey bits!

-Thank you.

It's not too late if you want to come with us.

I have prepared - wait for this -

some beautiful, top of the range, OK...beef paste sandwiches.

-Bleurgh!

-Wait for it!

I've got some Scotch eggs - little bit out of date.

You know what?

I have nothing better to do.

-You don't have to if you don't want to.

-I said, didn't I?

-You said, "I've nothing better to do."

-Exactly.

Hey, beautiful, want some crisps?

-What do you want?

-A word.

-You can have two. Get lost.

-It's about Ben.

-No. It's about Phil.

-It always is with you.

-I still need a word.

-It's still get lost.

GLASS SMASHES

What?

-You need a glazier.

-Shirley!

-Don't worry, we'll pay for it.

-What are you doing?

-We need to talk.

Sit down.

I know you don't think much of me and Phil.

But at least when Ben was living with us,

he weren't under the same roof as a prossie.

-Mandy is not...

-A brass?

Say it like you mean it, Ian.

Anyway...

Apart from the company you're keeping,

I'm hoping to find a streak of decency in you

to use to get through to your brother.

So you can get him to do what you want?

No. Do what you did yourself.

Remember? When Phil had the heart attack?

You could have left him to die.

Yeah, shame I didn't.

I know you thought about it because Phil told me.

You could've turned your back, walked away, and that would've been that.

But you didn't, did you?

Why?

I wasn't thinking straight.

No, cos you couldn't live with yourself.

Cos it would have eaten you away.

Terrified your life would become a bigger nightmare

even without Phil on the Square, and you knew that.

What's going to happen in a couple of months, Ian?

When Ben has to go to his old man's funeral.

-When he what?

-When he looks at the coffin.

-Hold on. What is all this?

-And says to himself, "I did that,

"I put him there." What's that going to do to him?

Probably get him free drinks for life in the Vic.

I am serious about Phil, about Ben,

about protecting that pathetic little prat from himself.

If you care about him like you say, you got to listen very carefully.

Aren't you forgetting what Phil did to Stella?

So Ben says.

He's saying it because it's true.

He's saying it because he's a stupid, messed-up kid.

No. He's a decent kid. How he's turned out like that

living under the same roof as Phil for I don't know how long,

but he has. He's telling the truth.

What's she doing here?

-Just having a chat.

-I'm calling Marsden.

No, it's all right. I'm going.

Send us the bill for that window. Make it quick.

Dead men don't write cheques.

I'm just wondering if Abs is going to call again.

What, with all those old houses and churches to look at?

Yeah. I'll try her again later,

just let her know everything went fine.

You don't think it did, do you?

I never said that.

You don't have to, it's written all over your face.

She was a new radiographer.

The last one was more chatty and this one...

just more professional, wasn't she?

Could you hold it together?

What?

The family,

if anything happens to me?

-Babe, it won't.

-There you go again. "It'll be fine, forget about it.

"Let's have a tea, watch telly, ring a mate about a motor."

-I know you're scared...

-No, I'm terrified, Max.

And not just for me. For all of you.

Why did you say all that earlier?

What?

"She has to choose. She's with us or she's not." Lauren's our daughter.

-Tell her that.

-Listen to yourself. You're making it worse.

-Takes two, don't it?

-You're old enough to know better.

What am I supposed to say?

You just talk to her, Max. Properly.

You don't just yell at her.

And if she yells at you, then you talk to her some more.

I wish you'd just said all that earlier.

I shouldn't have to, should I?

That's the point.

I shouldn't have to.

Me? I'd have just done it. And that's the trouble.

If I'm not here to do it, who else will?

And yes. That really terrifies me.

Hello!

-ALFIE:

-Hold hands crossing the road.

ROXY: Ready?

-Make sure you hold hands.

-Come on, Grandad.

Come on, let's go.

Ready?

-One-nil!

-And again.

What exactly did she want?

What do you think? She wanted you to lie down and roll over.

Wants you to hold your hands up, say, "I got it wrong,"

and then the great Missing Link can come home.

And you know what the best bit was? She was actually trying to say

that she was doing it for you. That she was thinking of you.

Two can play at that game.

Cos we are going to report this, right? If we're going to do it,

we might as well make it look good.

Or bad.

We don't need to do that. We don't need to play their games

and Phil Mitchell is not coming home.

Do you know how good that sounds?

I know you've had your problems with him,

but I've been having problems with him for years.

Yeah, well, not any more.

Say it again, sounds fantastic.

No Phil.

Walford, a Phil Mitchell-free zone.

Why didn't you do anything before? I mean, it didn't take much, did it?

I could've sorted this for you months ago,

a little word in the right ear.

Sorted what?

Phil and Stella.

It was the chance Marsden's been looking for.

She was practically slobbering at the mouth.

Well, yeah, but that's because of what happened.

Phil and Stella.

Wasn't it?

No. That was a pack of lies,

but, come on, look at you.

Ain't it worth it?

HE CHUCKLES

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