29/03/2012 EastEnders

That a smile?

-Hmm, he sounds a lot happier.

-Where's Jay?

No idea.

Jay?

All right?

There's, uh, some stuff that I forgot to tell you.

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Just sound deeply apologetic. You'll be fine.

I've got to go. All right, bye.

Oh, hello.

Oh, no, I wasn't expecting you till next week.

-I'll just make some room for you. The sofa's here.

-Oh, yeah?

-D'you want me out the way?

-No, I don't.

I want you to help me with this lot.

Oh...

and also, I found this the other day.

It's one of Vanessa's, right?

Dunno.

Yes, you do.

And I was thinking, I know it's been a while

but I don't want any reminders of her. Not a single one.

So, why don't you take the afternoon off

and make me a very happy little wife?

Is Abi about?

Abi? She'll be at school. Why?

Well, I saw her with Jay. That's who I'm looking for.

Well, maybe he's waiting by the school gate for her.

Wouldn't that be sweet?

Oh, any time!

No need to say thank you.

PHONE RINGS

Jay?

Yeah, sorry.

We just needed an adult here to keep it all legit.

Right.

So, what did you want to tell me?

JAY SIGHS

I was on the Square...

the night that Heather got, you know.

And I was, erm...

well, I was just there, all right?

And I saw Andrew.

Andrew Cotton?

-Yeah.

-Go on.

Well, I saw Andrew...

the same time that you had him down for Heather's murder.

Can you corroborate this?

What?

It's important that you can, Jay. Otherwise it's just your word.

But I saw him.

But did anyone see you?

I saw the curtains twitching. People have been talking.

"I saw Dot in a police car," they'll be saying.

Don't worry too much.

All right, ladies, we're willing to let this go, for now,

but any more burglaries, you'll be up in court.

And so will you, if you don't let my boy out.

You've got his hoodie, that's enough, innit?

-Crack open the sherry, Dot!

-The sherry?

Are you forgetting Heather?

D'you think she'd want to be up there

-looking down seeing us celebrating?

-Of course she would.

It puts Andrew in the clear, doesn't it?

Well, I wouldn't be too sure of that.

-They've got his hoodie, Dot!

-Yes, but where is he?

He's still locked up and the police don't seem sure.

I mean, otherwise he'd be here. Or that policeman, he would've said.

-You're unbelievable.

-That girl was almost like a daughter to me.

I'd rather be thinking about her, if you don't mind.

He's coming home. He is!

-There. Right.

-You ready?

-Yes.

Ahh!

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

-Yeah, it's all right this.

-See? I have got good taste.

What you doing home?

Erm, the teacher was ill and there was no replacement.

-Is this the new sofa?

-Yeah.

-Yeah, what do you think?

-You like?

-Yeah?

-Mm, it's comfy.

Yeah, and I'm not just stopping at a sofa.

Tanya...?

Not one trace.

So, how come it's taken you this long to come forward?!

It's not in your earlier statement, there's no mention of it anywhere.

-That's because...

-Yes?

Look, I was in shock about Heather, all right?

I liked her, everybody did.

But I was numb for a while...

in a daze, I was in a trance, you know?

-And then...

-What?

Well, then my head cleared.

Listen, this is the God's honest truth, all right?

Andrew Cotton is innocent, all right? You've got the wrong man!

DOOR SLAMS

Look, Shirley just left me with him, all right? Just take him.

Right, so I've ordered the limousine and when we get to the club,

wall to wall celebs but we're going to split it, OK?

Oh, hear that, Whitney Dean? This is what I call an 18th. Yes!

I know. It's great, I can't wait.

-I will need some money for the deposit, though.

-Ooh, how much?

-Cos I'm skint!

-Well, you're not paying.

It's going to be mainly me and Whit and whoever else we can find.

Listen, I've got to get back to the nursery

but I'll swing past the cashpoint on the way back.

-Yeah, OK, as long as you're quick.

-Yeah, see you later.

Ah, I'm really excited now!

-Ray?

-Yo.

That's my pot. I was just about to use it!

Yeah, well, it's full of my stuff now.

-Oi!

-Not any more, it isn't.

There goes someone's lunch. What are you doing?

-What's wrong with you?

-Jean?!

-It's my pot.

-It's Alfie's pot!

-Yeah, well, I washed it up.

Is she always like this?

Nah, sometimes she's difficult.

That's Michelle.

She was really good, she was. She was a good mate.

There's my Aunty Pauline.

Sadly, she's no longer with us. She was a lovely lady.

And there's Uncle Arthur.

I tell you what, he was a fantastic gardener.

He loved that allotment.

And there...

there's my lovely mum.

So, why are all the good people bigger than the others?

-Erm, well, it's in order of importance.

-It looks weird.

It's like we're GIANTS or something.

-All right, boys? What you doing?

-All right?

-Oh, family tree!

Where am I?

Well, it's a family tree.

Well, I should still be on it.

Yeah, but a family tree is about blood lines and marriage,

and you're...

Right, such a charmer!

I don't know how you got married once, let alone four times.

Ask this lot, they'll tell you why.

DOOR RATTLES

So, where's Jay?

Well, I've looked all over, I've phoned everything.

-All I can think is that he's gone to the police station.

-What?

-You said you was handling it!

-Yes, and I am.

-How?

How exactly is this handling it? I bet he's spilling his guts now.

-Listen, he ain't going to grass you up, is he?

-I grassed on you.

I mean, so what's that? It's game over.

-I bet they're coming after me now.

-Listen, if he's gone to the police station, he's gone for Andrew.

I believed in you. I TRUSTED you!

He ain't going to dob you in it. He can't, can he?

He was there himself, he's an accessory, ain't he?

I knew this would happen. I KNEW he'd crack.

Ben, there's nothing connecting you with Heather. Nothing.

Ben look at me, will you? LOOK at me!

Now, I've been running round everywhere for you, all right?

I've even got Shirley dancing along to cartoons.

Everywhere I've turned I've hit a brick wall

but I keep going, I keep smashing through those walls.

So, if I can, so can you.

If I go down, right, if that happens, I won't survive, Dad.

I won't. I know I won't!

-I'll do something to myself.

-Don't say stuff like that.

Well, that's what you're facing, Dad, I mean it.

-I did this, do you know that? Me?

-I

-did it.

Now, listen to me, all right? Now, there's no witnesses, OK?

I've replaced Jay's hoodie and you've dumped the frame.

Well, yeah, of course, it's in the canal.

So there's nothing that can give you away!

So, just sit tight and this'll blow over.

Trust me.

They can't keep Andrew past 60 hours without going to court,

so he'll be back by seven.

I'm going to set this so we're all ready.

Ready and waiting to welcome him home.

-What are you doing with that?

-If he comes, he comes.

We don't want to sit here watching the minutes tick by.

There's no "if" about it.

Girls, let's just sit tight, eh?

All I'm saying is we've got to be prepared.

We have to be prepared for everything.

You do realise that, don't you?

People are talking, they're talking about his temper.

Well, everyone's got a temper.

Hanged on hearsay, the way of the world.

Yes, but they'll have all his records, won't they?

They'll all be spread over the desk in front of them.

We found the hoodie!

But is it enough? That's all I'm saying.

Andrew LOVED Heather. He loved her to bits.

And that's the Andrew we all know.

And that's the Andrew who's coming home.

What's that doing there?

We're just having a little spring clean.

Hello!

-Yeah, your mum's gone revamp loco.

-We're turning it into my own room!

Eh? We haven't decided that yet.

Oh.

Oh, right, well, Whitney was just bringing Oscar back.

I don't mind having him for longer, it's all right.

No, that's all right. You can play upstairs, can't you?

Right.

-Yeah, cool.

-Lauren, we're just moving a few things around.

That's all.

-Yeah, it's still your room, Lauren.

-No.

No, don't be daft, Abi needs her own space, don't she?

C'mon, Whit.

See you later.

What'd you go and say that for?

What?

No, I can't believe that! Erased without a word.

D'you know what? I'm going to get so smashed on my birthday.

Listen, listen, erm, about that. I don't think I can come.

-What?!

-I just checked my balance, Lauren, I can't afford it.

Right, well, this is just turning out to be great, innit?

Brilliant.

That is your grandad Pete.

Ahh, I remember him.

-What was he like?

-He was my dad, you should be asking me.

Yeah, he was a lovely man.

Really gentle. Very sweet.

Must have skipped a generation, eh?

So, who's he?

Oh, dunno, darling.

It's Uncle...

-That's Uncle Harry.

-Yeah, Harry.

-Mine was loads better than this.

-You wrote "witch" under Mel's photo.

-Yeah, well, truth's the truth.

So, where should we put you, then?

TELEVISION PLAYING

'..so, while we're gluing...

'can you tell me what your favourite gadget is on this show, Rachel?

'Well, I'm wearing it now...'

-What you doing?

-I was just going to take him for a bit.

No, leave him.

I was asked to look after him, and look after him I will.

Well, you can't get too attached, can you? I mean, Darren...

Darren's going to come back for him eventually.

Too ATTACHED? What are you saying?

Well, first you lose Heather and then they come and take George away.

-George ain't going nowhere.

-Well, that's not your call, is it?

Look, George is staying here for as long as I want him to.

Someone's got to be around to tell him who Hev was.

-I don't want her forgotten.

-Fair enough.

DOOR OPENING

Alfie, you can't do that, there's regression on!

What are you talking about? It's only 10%.

Kim, sweetheart, I can't keep lying to Kat

and telling her everything's OK.

In case you forgot, I've got a little boy to feed when he gets home.

-Well, you need to make some serious cutbacks, then.

-Amy and Shenice are settled.

Here, you got any money-making ideas?

Kim, that's my business, darling.

-Alfie here's going into the red.

-Actually, I have got one.

They have, literally, given the whole bedroom to Abi.

I mean, I've barely been gone, like, five minutes.

What sort of people do that?

-Yeah, but come Friday, yeah?

-I'm going to be here.

-What?!

-Well I can't not have Whit there, can I?

No! Listen, don't worry about me, OK?

No, you listen. What do I really want?

I want to be with my best mates.

Cos it's not about where you are, is it? It's about who you're with.

-You sure?

-Yes.

Please just get some money fast, yeah?

I'm sorry, but I've been doing a load of planning.

-I can't. I can't get cash just like that.

-No, and she doesn't need to.

Right, it's my birthday, we do what I want.

I am merely pointing out that she's not even a proper chef, yeah?

So what exactly is she doing?

Listen, you can't talk to her like that. She's part of the woodwork.

Yeah, too right.

Listen, you want to get rid of someone then it's got to be Ray.

Last dog in, first dog out.

And trust me he's the dog to end all dogs.

Ben! Ben! Where the hell do you think you're going?

-You've got no cash, you won't last five seconds!

-That's four more than I'll last here.

-I've explained it to you, all right?

-No, it's not just that, all right?

Sitting with George, the more I look at him I see Heather. It's like she's haunting me.

-The Social ain't going to let her keep him.

-Don't matter. I'm going to quit school and call Gran.

Forget school, it means I can stick closer to you anyway. Now you listen to me,

you are not going to get done for this, all right?

Because no-one is going to take you away from me. Do you understand?

No-one.

Well?

I preferred the other picture of me.

That's not what I meant.

Yeah, I know. Are you a part of this or not?

D'you want to be?

That's for you to answer.

I tell you, there's some real monsters on there.

DOOR OPENING

What'd you tell 'em?

What I had to.

Couldn't let Andrew go down for it, you know that.

-And that's all?

-Yeah.

Swear to you.

D'you know what I'd like to do right now?

Bet I can guess.

I'd like to go to bed,

I'd like to switch the light off and sleep for a week, or maybe two.

Never felt like that, just wanting to hide.

They'll never know it was Ben, will they?

I should be easing off.

You know, looking back and thinking I'd done all right for myself.

I've got a good woman, a...good family, of sorts...

house, cash, businesses.

There's a...a lot to be proud of.

At least, there was.

I know you're protecting him.

I mean, obviously you've got to do that, but...

I mean, you've got to ask yourself why.

Why you'd risk it all happening again.

I'm not saying it will, but...

I mean, if you wanted to, you could stop this, couldn't you?

-Here and now.

-It is stopped.

Cos you and me, we can help him.

Watch him, you mean? I ain't a guard dog, Phil.

-Everyone gets tipped over the edge, don't they?

-Not that far.

He's innocent.

What?!

He's innocent.

That's what we've got to tell ourselves. That he...

he didn't touch her.

Not the Ben that we know.

You're wrong, you know.

You'll end up apologising.

You will, you'll see.

I shall be wearing black again.

I shall be going to the wardrobe, picking out the same dress, the same hat.

Funerals, Rose, I'm sick of 'em.

Singing the same hymns with a lump in my throat,

looking round seeing people with their mascara running

and red, puffy eyes.

I've got too used to 'em lately.

In truth, I've stopped crying.

But I shall cry for Heather.

And you will too, when you've come to your senses.

Here's another one.

I'm just coming to get some of my stuff before you throw it away.

We're not doing that.

No, course we ain't. No, I'd flog it on the internet first!

Behave.

Look, this is your home.

Even if it all ends up upside down, this is where you belong.

Yeah, I know that, Mum.

And I didn't fight that disease just to watch you walk off into the sunset now, did I?

-Sorry.

-Right. There's rooms to sort out and a birthday party to plan

so if you don't mind, we're very busy people.

Wait. What, you're throwing me a birthday party?

Just a little family thing. Emphasis being on the family.

That's before you go out with your mates. Is that all right?

-I thought that you wanted to get shot of me.

-And we thought you'd had enough of us.

So what do any of us know?

Bless him.

His little leg hurts.

He can't have any more painkillers yet.

Look, Ian...

I was thinking...

Well, this family tree stuff, I mean, stupid as it is...

it kind of puts things into place, you know?

If I can't even earn a spot on that, really, what is the point?

MANDY LAUGHS

Ian!

Look, doing that family tree,

it's made me realise how many mistakes I've made on the romance front.

Mandy, I don't want to make any more.

-OK, well, stop acting like an idiot, then.

-All right.

You look after me, I'll look after you.

-Stop that.

-I can't.

I don't like you crying.

Yeah, well, it scared me, what I did.

Listen, I just want my brother back.

Not that thing I saw.

I just want Ben back.

I promise.

For ever.

Yeah, I'll do anything. I swear, I swear.

BEN SOBS

Cos if I see it again, I'll put you down myself.

That's a promise.

Right, there's no choice at all, yeah?

Thank you, Kim. Can you let me handle this, though, darling?

-Ray, could you come through please, mate?

-Yo.

Now, you've probably guessed that people aren't having a good time, monetary wise, right now.

Taxi for Ray!

Why she's saying that?

What? And, as you know, there's a recession, a big recession, really massive, right across the country.

Probably the biggest, biggest recession ever...

OK, fair enough, I see where you're heading with this.

Guys, you know,

I'd cut my arms off if it meant things could stay the same.

-Except you wouldn't be able to serve any pints if you...

-Stop talking, you're always talking.

Anyway, the bottom line is, I've done some sums

and, well, things have to change.

Jean, will you please not do the big watery-eyes thing.

Listen, you know,

I'm not the drowning-puppies type of guy. I can't do this. No, I can't.

Alfie can't afford to pay you both. So one of you've got to go, OK?

So bye-bye, yeah? Don't forget to write.

Which one of us is going?

Listen, I'm going to do heads and tails, all right? Here we go.

What, flip a coin? I ain't having that. I'd take you to court!

No, Ray, calm down, calm down.

Please, OK...

the one who has to go is...

Yes?

Jean, it's you.

-Me?

-Yeah, I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm sorry.

-You're sacking me?

-No, hold on a minute. Alfie, what you doing?

-But I cook, and clean, and I do twice as much as...

-Yes.

Jean, Jean, I know, sweetheart

but, you know, Ray, he's a qualified chef

and he brings, you know, he can bring his Michelin magic.

Now you're just sticking the boot in!

Jean, no! Jean, come on!

Jean, please.

You better cancel that taxi.

Do you want a story?

How about a film?

What d'you want then, eh?

Mummy. Mummy.

I want that, too.

You didn't really want me out of here, did you?

I so did, and I still do.

Seriously? You would seriously give all this up?

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah. You ain't as hot as you think, you know.

Not when I see you giving Roxy the chat and the charm.

-Ah, so I should've saved it all for you then, huh?

-Baby, I don't care.

"Baby"?!

I think you do.

Jean?

I am so sorry.

No, it's all right, really, I understand.

I'm not wanted. Story of my life! I should've seen it coming, really.

No, no, you've misunderstood cos I've got plans for you....

big plans, all going round in my head.

Everyone knows you're a great chef but what I need, more than anything...

-is an events manager.

-Since when?

-Yes, and you're it.

You are it. You are going to be solely responsible

for putting the Queen Vic back on the map and bringing the punters in.

Starting now! That's it, come on, give me a big smile. That's a smile.

You start now. Good girl! Woo! Let's have it! Yes!

You are one soft and STUPID man!

Thank you, Roxy.

Well, you know, wealth is about more than just profits.

Sometimes it's here, inside the heart.

-Thank you. Thank you.

-HE LAUGHS

-Which is why I love you.

-Thank you.

I'm going to give 'em a bell, see what's going on.

-Wait.

-What?

There's someone coming up the path.

Ma.

Oh!

Ohh!

Andrew's out. He's been released.

All right, you two. The game's changed.

The old bill, they're are going to be looking elsewhere, so don't...

do not give them a reason to come to my door. Do you understand?

-I ain't going to do nothing.

-Jay, you got that?

-Yeah, I got it.

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