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You left these on the counter. | 0:00:32 | 0:00:35 | |
Dot'll kill me, you know! | 0:00:36 | 0:00:38 | |
What's that? | 0:00:38 | 0:00:41 | |
Oh, nothing. | 0:00:41 | 0:00:42 | |
Just a few words I was going to read at Heather's wedding. | 0:00:42 | 0:00:46 | |
Oh. Your father of the bride speech. | 0:00:46 | 0:00:49 | |
Yeah. Poor girl, I mean... | 0:00:49 | 0:00:53 | |
she will never get to hear it. | 0:00:53 | 0:00:55 | |
Nobody will. | 0:00:56 | 0:00:57 | |
Well, read it to me. | 0:00:57 | 0:01:00 | |
No, no, no...I can't. | 0:01:02 | 0:01:04 | |
Come on. Zainab, she can spare me for half-an-hour. | 0:01:04 | 0:01:07 | |
I'll grab my coat, yeah? | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
My Andrew won't touch a sausage without a dollop of brown sauce. | 0:01:11 | 0:01:15 | |
Where's it gone? | 0:01:15 | 0:01:17 | |
Maybe the local police mislaid it when they was ransacking me abode. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:21 | |
-They shouldn't have done that. -There's some tea in the pot. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:25 | |
I'm all right, thanks. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:26 | |
I'm making you a full English. | 0:01:26 | 0:01:29 | |
-I ain't hungry. -But you've been imprisoned. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
You've had a traumatic experience. | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
It was Walford nick, not Alcatraz. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:36 | |
Yeah, well, whatever. At least now everyone knows he's innocent. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:42 | |
Don't they? | 0:01:42 | 0:01:43 | |
Well, the police know what they're doing. | 0:01:44 | 0:01:47 | |
I never done it. You... | 0:01:47 | 0:01:49 | |
You do know that, don't you? | 0:01:49 | 0:01:52 | |
You can't think I killed Heather? | 0:01:52 | 0:01:54 | |
That poor girl, she's laid in the mortuary. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:56 | |
I don't know what to think! | 0:01:56 | 0:01:58 | |
I see... | 0:01:58 | 0:02:00 | |
Tell him you believe him. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:02 | |
Mum, don't. I should go. | 0:02:02 | 0:02:04 | |
-Andrew! -I can't stay here. I can't stay here. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:07 | |
If he's going, I'm going too! | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
There must be something we can do. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:12 | |
-They can't let scum like that walk the streets. -I told you, Andrew will get what's coming to him. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:16 | |
Just... Just more cards, that's all. | 0:02:16 | 0:02:19 | |
-Coming to the cafe, yeah? -Yeah. | 0:02:19 | 0:02:20 | |
-Is he still not sleeping? -Well, not really. | 0:02:20 | 0:02:24 | |
Look, Shirl, maybe...maybe this ain't the right place for him. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
He just needs a new bed. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:29 | |
The least we can do is give him somewhere half-decent to sleep. | 0:02:29 | 0:02:32 | |
Go get him one of them racing car beds, a red one with wheels on. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:36 | |
You'd like that wouldn't you, George? | 0:02:36 | 0:02:38 | |
Social services ain't going to let you keep him. He's got a dad. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:41 | |
Yeah, and I've told you, he's got me. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:44 | |
Do you know what? I don't think this place has had a proper clean since Shirley's had it. | 0:02:46 | 0:02:50 | |
There's just months of accumulated grease just festering in that equipment. | 0:02:50 | 0:02:54 | |
Er, you know what, Ian, let's forget about the bacon sandwich. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:57 | |
-I'll just go with the tea. -Yeah? -Yeah. | 0:02:57 | 0:02:59 | |
What time did you crawl out of bed this morning? | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
It was early. | 0:03:03 | 0:03:05 | |
Well, I had plans. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:06 | |
Yeah, well, I've got work. | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
Get off on being the Mitchells' skivvy, do you? | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
I assume they're paying you? | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
Don't let 'em take advantage, Ian. | 0:03:13 | 0:03:15 | |
I'm thinking scotch eggs, yeah? | 0:03:15 | 0:03:19 | |
Or Snog, Marry, Avoid? | 0:03:19 | 0:03:20 | |
I don't mind, Mum. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:22 | |
I'll just do a few picky bits then, eh? | 0:03:22 | 0:03:24 | |
And a cake, of course. Come round about one-ish? | 0:03:24 | 0:03:26 | |
-That goes for you and all, Abs. -I do have school. | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
And a lunch break. Give you girls time to get ready for R and R, innit? | 0:03:29 | 0:03:33 | |
Good idea to line the stomach. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:35 | |
Oh, my little baby. Happy birthday! | 0:03:35 | 0:03:38 | |
-Give them whatever they want. I'll settle up later. See you. -See ya. | 0:03:38 | 0:03:42 | |
You know, as far as fake IDs go, this is pretty good. | 0:03:43 | 0:03:46 | |
So it'd be a shame to waste it... | 0:03:46 | 0:03:48 | |
Hey, Abi? | 0:03:50 | 0:03:51 | |
Er, no. She stole my room. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:53 | |
You ready, yeah? You in the zone? | 0:03:53 | 0:03:55 | |
-Let's just get it over and done with. -All right, come on. | 0:03:55 | 0:03:57 | |
We've practised this, man. Get in the zone. All right, you ready? | 0:03:57 | 0:04:00 | |
What is going on?! | 0:04:00 | 0:04:02 | |
Yo, yo. | 0:04:02 | 0:04:03 | |
All right, here we go. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
(RAPS) Here we go. Here we go. Hey, Lauren, luscious, it's your birthday today. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:08 | |
You're 18, and you can melt eas-ay. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:11 | |
You can do what you want, style your hair frizz-ay, get down and dance, | 0:04:11 | 0:04:14 | |
get a little dizzy. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:16 | |
Yo, Tamwar. Yo, yo. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:18 | |
-Yo, Tamwar. -Yeah, yeah. | 0:04:18 | 0:04:20 | |
-You're name is Lauren. -Lauren. -And it rhymes with sporran. -Sporran. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
-And Sven Goran. -Goran. -Eriksson... | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
which is difficult to incorporate into a rap. | 0:04:25 | 0:04:27 | |
Bruv, we practised this. Happy Birthday, Lauren. | 0:04:27 | 0:04:30 | |
-Happy Birthday, darling. -Thank you. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:32 | |
I told them it's not a flash mob with two people. | 0:04:32 | 0:04:35 | |
It's just ritual humiliation. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:38 | |
I don't get what the big deal is. It's from Ritchie. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:40 | |
Well, just open it then. | 0:04:40 | 0:04:42 | |
Have you heard? The police let Andrew out! It's disgusting. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
I know. I can't believe it either. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:46 | |
And he's staying at Grandma Dot's. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:48 | |
-Ta-ra. Oh, Abs. Um... -I've got to go. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:54 | |
-Who's fault's that, eh? -Just open the letter. | 0:04:54 | 0:04:57 | |
Gerbera. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:13 | |
Gerbera Jamesonii. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:16 | |
I was going to put them on Heather's shrine. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:21 | |
Pink was her favourite colour. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:24 | |
Well, that's good then. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:26 | |
If there's anything I can do... | 0:05:27 | 0:05:29 | |
No-one can do nothing. | 0:05:29 | 0:05:30 | |
Unless you can bring her back. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:33 | |
He'll find out. Ritchie tells him everything. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:40 | |
It ain't got nothing to do with him. It's my name on the letter. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:43 | |
-You're just going to make things worse. -How much worse can things get? | 0:05:43 | 0:05:46 | |
That poor, poor man. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
No. Poor, poor Heather. You see, it just goes to show, you can't trust a man, can you? | 0:05:57 | 0:06:01 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:06:01 | 0:06:02 | |
Present company excepted, thank you. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:04 | |
Alfie, am I still events manager? | 0:06:06 | 0:06:09 | |
Yes, course you are. It's your official title, isn't it? | 0:06:09 | 0:06:13 | |
Jean Slater... | 0:06:13 | 0:06:14 | |
Event-a-lator! | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
THEY CHUCKLE | 0:06:16 | 0:06:17 | |
And do you trust me... | 0:06:19 | 0:06:20 | |
If I had an idea? | 0:06:20 | 0:06:21 | |
Yeah, yeah. Course, yeah. | 0:06:22 | 0:06:24 | |
I've got one. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
-An idea. -Wow. OK. | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
The Queen Vic pays tribute to Heather Trott. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:30 | |
When I walked you down that aisle... | 0:06:33 | 0:06:36 | |
arm in arm... | 0:06:36 | 0:06:38 | |
you made me the proudest man... | 0:06:38 | 0:06:41 | |
in Walford. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:43 | |
It's OK. | 0:06:45 | 0:06:47 | |
Just so you know... | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
..I wouldn't be giving you away to just anyone. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:55 | |
I know Andrew will look after you | 0:06:58 | 0:07:00 | |
and make you and George happy | 0:07:00 | 0:07:03 | |
-and he'll have me to answer to if he doesn't. -Look, I think | 0:07:03 | 0:07:06 | |
-you should be getting back to the shop. -Do you know what? | 0:07:06 | 0:07:09 | |
Why don't you just get away? | 0:07:09 | 0:07:11 | |
You could call Anthony. It would do you some good to spend some time with your son. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:15 | |
No, no, no, I'm all right, OK? | 0:07:15 | 0:07:17 | |
Maybe it'd be better if you weren't around right now. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:24 | |
Now that Phil Mitchell's back? | 0:07:24 | 0:07:26 | |
You're still getting over Pat and... | 0:07:26 | 0:07:29 | |
now Heather. | 0:07:29 | 0:07:30 | |
Well, Phil's not going to be doing anything. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:34 | |
Not even he's that stupid. Look, just promise me you'll call him? | 0:07:34 | 0:07:39 | |
It smells like someone's died, Tyler. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
-I can't smell nothing! -What is it then? -Rats. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
Or as I like to think of 'em, hamsters with attitude. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
-Rats! -Look on the bright side, least they're dead. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:53 | |
-How do you know? -Cos I put poison down, didn't I? All right? | 0:07:53 | 0:07:56 | |
This ain't just a pretty face. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:57 | |
Something just moved. | 0:07:59 | 0:08:01 | |
What are you...?! They're dead, you muppet! | 0:08:05 | 0:08:08 | |
What are those muppets doing up there? Didn't you hear that? | 0:08:08 | 0:08:12 | |
Oi. Accounts. | 0:08:12 | 0:08:14 | |
Make a start on 'em. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:16 | |
Please would be nice. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:17 | |
You're the one with the mathematical brain, Michael. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
Cloth ears, you telling me you can't hear this?! | 0:08:20 | 0:08:22 | |
What you done now? | 0:08:22 | 0:08:23 | |
Cos it's really me, Jack, cos I'm in league with the National Grid(!) | 0:08:23 | 0:08:27 | |
Give me the torch, will you? | 0:08:27 | 0:08:29 | |
So it starts at two o'clock... | 0:08:33 | 0:08:36 | |
and it's to remember Heather... | 0:08:36 | 0:08:40 | |
with joy and to raise money for her funeral. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:43 | |
And, well, I wondered if you'd like to be guest of honour. | 0:08:43 | 0:08:50 | |
Guest of honour? | 0:08:50 | 0:08:52 | |
Yeah, that's right. | 0:08:52 | 0:08:53 | |
It's out of question. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:55 | |
Oh. | 0:08:56 | 0:08:58 | |
Oh...I know how close you both were. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:02 | |
Well... | 0:09:04 | 0:09:05 | |
..just in case you change your mind. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:10 | |
I very much doubt it. | 0:09:10 | 0:09:12 | |
Give us one good reason then. | 0:09:12 | 0:09:14 | |
Well, you know I like to do my grieving in private, Patrick. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:17 | |
Shame. Heather enjoyed a good night out. | 0:09:17 | 0:09:21 | |
Besides, my best jacket is in... | 0:09:21 | 0:09:23 | |
It's in the launderette. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:25 | |
Then, um, maybe we can go and get it... | 0:09:26 | 0:09:29 | |
together. | 0:09:29 | 0:09:31 | |
It's time. | 0:09:31 | 0:09:33 | |
Ben OK? | 0:09:37 | 0:09:38 | |
Yeah. Why? | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were mates. I must have been mistaken. | 0:09:40 | 0:09:43 | |
This looks like it could be a right laugh. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:47 | |
Don't tell me... | 0:09:47 | 0:09:49 | |
you're spending quality time with your deep fat fryer. | 0:09:49 | 0:09:52 | |
Come on, Ian, we haven't been out for ages! | 0:09:52 | 0:09:56 | |
Look, it's '80s. | 0:09:56 | 0:09:58 | |
Got to be right up your street. | 0:09:58 | 0:10:00 | |
Yeah, maybe I should show my face, shouldn't I? | 0:10:00 | 0:10:02 | |
Great. Right, I'm going to go and get my outfit sorted then. | 0:10:02 | 0:10:05 | |
Bananarama, eat your heart out. | 0:10:05 | 0:10:07 | |
Ignore 'em. | 0:10:20 | 0:10:22 | |
(SHOUTS) He's not done anything to be ashamed of! | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
-Mum, please, you're making it worse. -Well, how can it be my fault?! | 0:10:24 | 0:10:28 | |
Andrew! | 0:10:28 | 0:10:29 | |
Just leave me alone. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:31 | |
Is it me... | 0:10:36 | 0:10:37 | |
or is this shrine in front of the launderette thing... | 0:10:37 | 0:10:39 | |
It's a bit creepy. | 0:10:39 | 0:10:41 | |
Er, Phil wants to see you. | 0:10:43 | 0:10:44 | |
Ph...Phil Mitchell? | 0:10:45 | 0:10:47 | |
Wants to see me? | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
What have you done? | 0:10:49 | 0:10:52 | |
-Did you break it? -No, I've fixed it! | 0:10:55 | 0:10:57 | |
-Problem? -No. No problem. | 0:11:00 | 0:11:02 | |
-Your electrics playing up? -No. Why? -Well, ours are on the blink. | 0:11:03 | 0:11:07 | |
That's what happens when you don't pay your bills, innit. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:09 | |
That's funny, innit? | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
Little bit strange though, the gym being so close to this place. | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
-What was all that banging? -Never heard no banging. -Me neither. | 0:11:14 | 0:11:18 | |
-No, nothing. -Oi! | 0:11:18 | 0:11:19 | |
Where you going? | 0:11:19 | 0:11:21 | |
To my other office. Let me know when the power's back on, yeah? | 0:11:21 | 0:11:24 | |
Jay said there was something you wanted to discuss, Mr Mitchell? | 0:11:29 | 0:11:32 | |
Yeah. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:33 | |
Darren, he's a mate of yours, right? | 0:11:34 | 0:11:37 | |
Yeah. Well, technically, I'm HIS wingman. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
Well, tell him to come back here and get his son. | 0:11:39 | 0:11:42 | |
KNOCKING AT DOOR | 0:11:42 | 0:11:44 | |
Yeah? | 0:11:44 | 0:11:47 | |
-Mr Mitchell, just asking if you know where little George is? -Get out of here. | 0:11:47 | 0:11:51 | |
-Have they taken him into care? -The pair of you, get out of here now! Out! | 0:11:51 | 0:11:54 | |
Oi. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:56 | |
Well, I dunno how you can live under the same roof as him. It's not safe. | 0:12:03 | 0:12:06 | |
Don't worry about me. I can take care myself. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:09 | |
After what he did to Heather? | 0:12:09 | 0:12:11 | |
Calm down, he's moving out. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:14 | |
Cheers. What time did Lauren say she was turning up? I've got to be at a car auction in an hour. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:19 | |
Why don't you go down the Vic cos that's where she'll be, isn't it? | 0:12:19 | 0:12:23 | |
Nobody likes a grass, sweetheart. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:25 | |
-I'd rather be a grass than a drunk. -Oi! Don't start. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:28 | |
Drinks on her birthday ain't going to hurt. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:32 | |
Yeah, sure. OK. OK. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:50 | |
Oh! Bianca promised me that she'd look after the place. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:09 | |
I mean, woe betide if Mr Opodopo... you know, finds out. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:13 | |
I can't believe I'll never see her again. | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
Look at them table cloths from the Argee Bhajee. I told her to put them through twice. | 0:13:16 | 0:13:20 | |
You never saw such stains! | 0:13:24 | 0:13:25 | |
They say these things go in threes. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:38 | |
Dr Khan... | 0:13:38 | 0:13:39 | |
Pat... | 0:13:41 | 0:13:42 | |
..and now Heather. | 0:13:43 | 0:13:45 | |
Maybe we shall get a little peace for a while. | 0:13:45 | 0:13:48 | |
No. | 0:13:48 | 0:13:49 | |
No, Dot. I don't think I'll ever get peace around here, you know. | 0:13:49 | 0:13:55 | |
That is why I'm going to stay with Anthony for a while. | 0:13:55 | 0:13:57 | |
Oh. How nice. He's a lovely doctor. Give him my regards. | 0:13:57 | 0:14:01 | |
Does that mean that you'll be giving me notice? | 0:14:03 | 0:14:07 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:14:07 | 0:14:08 | |
When was you thinking of vacating your room? | 0:14:08 | 0:14:11 | |
Today. | 0:14:11 | 0:14:13 | |
But... | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
..you'll miss her funeral. | 0:14:17 | 0:14:19 | |
I, um, I just don't think I have the strength to say another goodbye. | 0:14:19 | 0:14:25 | |
I heard he strangled her. Half the mums at the nursery didn't want to leave their kids there. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:52 | |
Don't worry, babe, no-one's going to touch you, all right? Except me. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:55 | |
Oi, Grandad! Are you really going to go through with this? | 0:14:55 | 0:14:58 | |
-Shirley is going to flip. It's morbid! -Don't worry! | 0:14:58 | 0:15:00 | |
The Moonster has a plan, all right? | 0:15:00 | 0:15:02 | |
Who's genius idea was that? | 0:15:02 | 0:15:05 | |
Brilliant. Brilliant, innit? That's just what Walford needs - | 0:15:06 | 0:15:09 | |
-something to vent its communal grief. Well done, Jean. -Yeah, you reckon, do you? | 0:15:09 | 0:15:13 | |
Sadly we're going to have to cancel karaoke, | 0:15:13 | 0:15:16 | |
-cos the machine's packed up, -What? -Yeah, sorry, darling. | 0:15:16 | 0:15:18 | |
This is your lucky day, Jean. I know a geezer, knows a geezer, | 0:15:18 | 0:15:21 | |
who knows a geezer. He'll sort you out. | 0:15:21 | 0:15:23 | |
You'd do that? Just for me? | 0:15:23 | 0:15:25 | |
No. No, for Heather. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:27 | |
Oh, yeah. | 0:15:27 | 0:15:28 | |
Step into my office. | 0:15:28 | 0:15:30 | |
Yeah, all right. Wait for me. Hold on, hold on. Sorry, darling. | 0:15:30 | 0:15:33 | |
Yeah. | 0:15:33 | 0:15:34 | |
CREAKING | 0:15:45 | 0:15:46 | |
Cora, is that you? | 0:15:46 | 0:15:50 | |
So, it's any song from the list! | 0:16:05 | 0:16:08 | |
And then you just write down your name and the song title. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
Right, I'd better get to this birthday thing cos my mum's going to kill me. | 0:16:15 | 0:16:19 | |
I'm sorry, have you, like, forgotten it's the biggest day of your life, | 0:16:19 | 0:16:23 | |
and you're going to, what, run out on us for a date with a mini-quiche? | 0:16:23 | 0:16:27 | |
All right, well, if you put it like that... | 0:16:27 | 0:16:29 | |
So, you and Mitchell? Talk to me, bruv. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:31 | |
Did he want to do business with you or what? | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
Not exactly, no. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
So wagwan, bruv? You know, how did it go down? | 0:16:35 | 0:16:36 | |
Go down? You know...it went down. | 0:16:36 | 0:16:39 | |
We talked in his office. | 0:16:39 | 0:16:40 | |
He thinks he's going to kill him. | 0:16:40 | 0:16:43 | |
Ooh, incoming Branning. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:49 | |
Happy Birthday, Lauren. | 0:16:49 | 0:16:51 | |
-Thank you. -Did you get your electrics sorted? -No. | 0:16:51 | 0:16:54 | |
But if it's got anything to do with you two banging about in your junk shop, you'll pay, all right? | 0:16:54 | 0:16:59 | |
Cos I'm losing business. | 0:16:59 | 0:17:01 | |
-We didn't do nothing. -We're on a different phase to you. -You what? | 0:17:01 | 0:17:04 | |
Our Emporium's got nothing to do with your supply. | 0:17:04 | 0:17:06 | |
And you have got your RCDs connected to your circuit breaks, yeah? | 0:17:06 | 0:17:10 | |
-Yeah, yeah. Course I have. -Good. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:13 | |
-Was that for real? -Maybe, maybe not. | 0:17:13 | 0:17:17 | |
-Here he is, I knew he'd turn up! -It's my era! -You're not going to start body-popping, are you? | 0:17:17 | 0:17:21 | |
-Not unless you ask him really nicely. -No, you're all right! -Bit of cheesy music, eh? | 0:17:21 | 0:17:25 | |
Shoulder pads. What more could a girl want? | 0:17:25 | 0:17:27 | |
We are going to have a good time tonight, whether you like it or not. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:31 | |
-Hey, Mandy, you work that outfit, baby! -Oh, thank you, darling. | 0:17:31 | 0:17:34 | |
You work it! | 0:17:34 | 0:17:36 | |
Surely there must be a law against that outfit. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
And, if not, why not? | 0:17:38 | 0:17:40 | |
Lauren, what are you doing? | 0:17:42 | 0:17:43 | |
You're spending all the cash. We're meant go over to the club. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
Lauren, listen, just take it easy, yeah? | 0:17:46 | 0:17:49 | |
Uncle Jack, always so caring(!) | 0:17:49 | 0:17:52 | |
No, listen, I don't suppose you could lend us a few quid. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:56 | |
You suppose right, don't you? | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
See, and that's why you'll always be the tightest Branning brother. | 0:17:58 | 0:18:01 | |
Don't look at me. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:04 | |
Oh! Well, I forgot - | 0:18:04 | 0:18:06 | |
Janine's the one with all the money anyway, ain't she? | 0:18:06 | 0:18:09 | |
Look what I found? | 0:18:09 | 0:18:10 | |
Oh, yes. See, look... | 0:18:10 | 0:18:13 | |
we don't even need your money. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:14 | |
Roxy, can we have two double vodkas please. | 0:18:14 | 0:18:17 | |
-Yeah. -Lauren... -What? | 0:18:17 | 0:18:19 | |
I am 18. I do not need your permission, Uncle Jack. | 0:18:19 | 0:18:22 | |
Just like I do not need this - my fake ID. I don't need it. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:26 | |
-All right? -All right. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:28 | |
-Thank you. -Roxy, please, can I have a drink, please? Come on. | 0:18:28 | 0:18:31 | |
Don't even think about it. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:34 | |
Nan! | 0:18:35 | 0:18:37 | |
You're mother's pulled out all the stops. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:40 | |
Her vol-au-vents are on the turn. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
I think it's time you made a quick exit. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:45 | |
-Lauren... -Shut it, Blondie. | 0:18:45 | 0:18:48 | |
Nan! She is my mate, you know! | 0:18:48 | 0:18:49 | |
Yeah, I know. And your mum's had cancer. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:55 | |
She's only just got her life back. | 0:18:55 | 0:18:57 | |
Yeah, well... | 0:18:57 | 0:18:59 | |
Nan, I can't just leave 'em! | 0:18:59 | 0:19:02 | |
That's the downside of growing up, darling. | 0:19:02 | 0:19:05 | |
Choices. Too many of them. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:08 | |
You're never sure which is the right one. | 0:19:08 | 0:19:11 | |
Let me give you a little clue, yeah? | 0:19:11 | 0:19:14 | |
It starts with that door. | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
One lousy thing I ask you to do. Just get the bed. | 0:19:21 | 0:19:24 | |
I'll get it tomorrow. Where are you going? | 0:19:24 | 0:19:26 | |
To get George his dinner. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:27 | |
Don't suppose you thought about that either? | 0:19:27 | 0:19:31 | |
-Forget that. Phil said we're not meant to talk to anyone. -It's not about Heather. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:37 | |
Look, if I talk to the CPS about Stella, right, | 0:19:37 | 0:19:40 | |
say that she abused me, they might drop the charges, Jay. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:44 | |
If you tell them you're screwed up, | 0:19:44 | 0:19:46 | |
they're going to think you're a nutter. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
They're going to start wondering what else you might have done. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:51 | |
Have a look at that. | 0:19:53 | 0:19:54 | |
I was going to tell you. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:55 | |
It's from Ritchie. | 0:19:55 | 0:19:57 | |
I've got to have a psychiatric interview. | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
It might help with my case | 0:19:59 | 0:20:01 | |
and get me off the hook about lying to the police. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:03 | |
You don't need a psychiatrist. | 0:20:03 | 0:20:05 | |
D'you reckon? | 0:20:05 | 0:20:07 | |
Dad! | 0:20:07 | 0:20:09 | |
# Happy birthday to you... | 0:20:14 | 0:20:16 | |
# Happy birthday... # | 0:20:16 | 0:20:17 | |
How much have you had? | 0:20:17 | 0:20:18 | |
-Um... -Why did you bother turning up, Lauren? | 0:20:18 | 0:20:21 | |
Blame the Wicked Nan of the West. | 0:20:21 | 0:20:24 | |
So, um, where's this... | 0:20:25 | 0:20:28 | |
Where's this brilliant cake, then? | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
Oh! | 0:20:33 | 0:20:35 | |
You had more sense when you were that age, you know that? | 0:20:39 | 0:20:42 | |
SHE RETCHES | 0:20:44 | 0:20:46 | |
Lauren! | 0:20:46 | 0:20:48 | |
Oh! | 0:20:59 | 0:21:01 | |
-The Banned. -Yeah, you said. What was it called? | 0:21:01 | 0:21:04 | |
No, that's what it was called - Banned. B-A-N-N-E-D. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:07 | |
Inspired. | 0:21:07 | 0:21:09 | |
Yeah, it was like a new romantic/pop hybrid. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:12 | |
If I remember, it sounded more like caterwauling. | 0:21:12 | 0:21:16 | |
-Dorothy, good to see you, sweetheart. What can I get you? -Well, I know I shouldn't really. | 0:21:16 | 0:21:19 | |
-But I'll have a small sweet sherry. -All right, darling. | 0:21:19 | 0:21:22 | |
I mean, this isn't really, you know, my sort of to-do, | 0:21:22 | 0:21:25 | |
but I'm here for Heather. | 0:21:25 | 0:21:28 | |
Seeing as I am, you know, in loco parentis, as it were. | 0:21:28 | 0:21:33 | |
Of course he did it. | 0:21:33 | 0:21:34 | |
-He's got the look. -What you talking about? What look? | 0:21:34 | 0:21:37 | |
Murderer look. | 0:21:37 | 0:21:38 | |
Andrew Cotton is grieving for the love of his life. | 0:21:38 | 0:21:41 | |
He's lost in a endless sea of whirling emptiness. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:46 | |
Innocent until proven guilty. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:50 | |
Isn't that right, Mrs Branning? | 0:21:50 | 0:21:53 | |
I went through all this 20 years ago with her mother. | 0:21:56 | 0:21:58 | |
Yeah, thanks, Mum. Do you want to go and check on Oscar? | 0:21:58 | 0:22:02 | |
I never meant for this to happen... | 0:22:02 | 0:22:04 | |
-Yeah, well, it's a bit late for all that, ain't it? -Oh, Max, stop it! | 0:22:04 | 0:22:08 | |
-She's said she's sorry. -She's got to take responsibility. She's 18. -Yeah. What if I can't? | 0:22:08 | 0:22:12 | |
-What? -Be in control, have everything sorted. | 0:22:12 | 0:22:15 | |
Oh, you're right, Dad, I'm a mess! | 0:22:15 | 0:22:18 | |
No. No, you're not. Now, you listen to me. Listen. | 0:22:18 | 0:22:22 | |
I couldn't have got through this past year without you. | 0:22:22 | 0:22:25 | |
You, Lauren, are one of the strongest people I know. | 0:22:25 | 0:22:29 | |
You can do anything. Anything. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:31 | |
I just wish things could be how they used to be. | 0:22:33 | 0:22:36 | |
Yeah, well, some things never change, do they, eh? | 0:22:39 | 0:22:42 | |
You will always be my beautiful baby girl. | 0:22:42 | 0:22:45 | |
No matter what. | 0:22:45 | 0:22:47 | |
I love you, Mum. | 0:22:49 | 0:22:50 | |
Yeah, I know. | 0:22:50 | 0:22:51 | |
# Please believe us... # | 0:23:07 | 0:23:08 | |
I'm telling you, everything was better in the '80s. | 0:23:08 | 0:23:11 | |
The clothing, the music... everything. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:14 | |
-Excuse me, you hadn't met me then! -I was never happier. | 0:23:14 | 0:23:17 | |
How can you be rolling any deeper than the way you're rolling now? | 0:23:17 | 0:23:20 | |
MUSIC STOPS I was enjoying that! | 0:23:20 | 0:23:22 | |
-Who's idea was this? -Shirley, it was mine. | 0:23:22 | 0:23:26 | |
I thought, you know, great for Hev. | 0:23:26 | 0:23:28 | |
Raise some money and just give her a good send-off, that's all. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:31 | |
-Rox, do you want to give Phil a call? -Yeah, yeah. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:36 | |
Shirl, why don't you come upstairs with me? | 0:23:36 | 0:23:38 | |
You bunch of vultures. | 0:23:38 | 0:23:39 | |
You're dancing on her grave! | 0:23:39 | 0:23:41 | |
No, we ain't. | 0:23:41 | 0:23:42 | |
She ain't even in it yet. That T-shirt... | 0:23:42 | 0:23:45 | |
"Choose life" - is that supposed to be some kind of joke?! | 0:23:45 | 0:23:48 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:50 | |
Don't apologise, you've got nothing to be sorry for. | 0:23:50 | 0:23:52 | |
You always were a weaselly man. | 0:23:52 | 0:23:54 | |
-Don't talk to him like that. -Mand, Mand, just leave it. | 0:23:54 | 0:23:57 | |
No. Look, we're just here trying... Trying to celebrate Heather's life. | 0:23:57 | 0:24:00 | |
Celebrate her life?! | 0:24:00 | 0:24:02 | |
You didn't even know her! | 0:24:02 | 0:24:05 | |
None of you did! | 0:24:05 | 0:24:06 | |
And what's this, eh? | 0:24:06 | 0:24:08 | |
Supposed to make you feel better about all the "Fat Hev" jokes? | 0:24:08 | 0:24:11 | |
Cos she knew. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:13 | |
She knew what you all thought of her. | 0:24:13 | 0:24:15 | |
Shirley, we're just paying our respects, that's all. | 0:24:15 | 0:24:17 | |
Yeah, with a little bit of music. | 0:24:17 | 0:24:19 | |
-You touch that thing and it'll be the last thing you do! -Yeah? | 0:24:19 | 0:24:22 | |
Shirley, please, darling. Come on... | 0:24:22 | 0:24:24 | |
Stop this, please! We're here for our friend. | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
You're not her friend, Dot. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:29 | |
I thought you were... | 0:24:29 | 0:24:30 | |
What are you doing here, anyway? They're all laughing at her! | 0:24:30 | 0:24:33 | |
Don't come any closer. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:35 | |
I'm not frightened of you, Shirley Carter. | 0:24:35 | 0:24:38 | |
-Dot, let's get you home. -No, she can scream like a banshee. | 0:24:38 | 0:24:40 | |
Something's got to be done, Jack. It ain't right. | 0:24:40 | 0:24:43 | |
Heather wouldn't want this. | 0:24:43 | 0:24:45 | |
Yeah, well said, Dot. | 0:24:45 | 0:24:46 | |
-You evil little cow! -Oi, oi! Ian, do you want to get... | 0:24:46 | 0:24:49 | |
Ian, are you going to let her talk to me like that?! | 0:24:49 | 0:24:52 | |
You ain't the only one what loved her! | 0:24:52 | 0:24:54 | |
Have some dignity. | 0:24:54 | 0:24:56 | |
Yeah. | 0:24:56 | 0:24:57 | |
Heather would've hated this. | 0:24:57 | 0:24:59 | |
-You... -I don't want no trouble, Shirley. -Murderer! | 0:24:59 | 0:25:03 | |
-Shirl! -I never did nothing! | 0:25:03 | 0:25:06 | |
See, I told you, didn't I? | 0:25:06 | 0:25:07 | |
I told you what he was like. | 0:25:07 | 0:25:10 | |
Is that what you did to Hev? | 0:25:10 | 0:25:11 | |
Cos she wouldn't stop talking? | 0:25:11 | 0:25:14 | |
Wouldn't stop playing her Club Tropicana records. | 0:25:14 | 0:25:16 | |
Wound you up, did it?! | 0:25:16 | 0:25:18 | |
Come on, let's go, mate. | 0:25:18 | 0:25:20 | |
-Come on, please... -I loved her! -Go. Go, go... | 0:25:20 | 0:25:22 | |
Come on. Cheers, Jack. | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
You killed her! | 0:25:24 | 0:25:25 | |
Do yourself a favour, all right? You disappear. | 0:25:29 | 0:25:33 | |
No. This is where Heather lived, I'm staying here. | 0:25:33 | 0:25:36 | |
And you can tell that lot in there as well. | 0:25:36 | 0:25:39 | |
I ain't going nowhere. | 0:25:39 | 0:25:42 | |
It's been an utter disaster. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:48 | |
No, no, no. You were good today, Jean. | 0:25:48 | 0:25:50 | |
You should be proud of yourself. It was nice. | 0:25:50 | 0:25:53 | |
Come here, Dot, let's get you home. | 0:25:53 | 0:25:56 | |
Jean... Look, it was Mandy's fault, she provoked her. | 0:25:56 | 0:25:59 | |
She shouldn't have done. I'm sorry. | 0:25:59 | 0:26:01 | |
It ain't entirely Mandy's fault, Ian. | 0:26:01 | 0:26:03 | |
My fault? | 0:26:07 | 0:26:08 | |
You're back? | 0:26:08 | 0:26:10 | |
Is that all you've got to say? | 0:26:10 | 0:26:13 | |
Oh, how about... congratulations on your performance. | 0:26:13 | 0:26:16 | |
I was sticking up for you. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:18 | |
What, so I could be the latest in a long line of blokes? | 0:26:18 | 0:26:22 | |
-Your mum told me what you're like. -Lorraine? | 0:26:22 | 0:26:24 | |
You line 'em up, rip 'em off, | 0:26:24 | 0:26:25 | |
then run away with the engagement ring. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:27 | |
Oh, right. No, no, I get it. | 0:26:27 | 0:26:29 | |
This is what all that's about - you acting weird. | 0:26:29 | 0:26:32 | |
Ian, my mum is a lying, scheming, jealous, manipulative... | 0:26:32 | 0:26:37 | |
-Oh, what? Like mother like daughter? -Ian... | 0:26:37 | 0:26:40 | |
Look, I'm no angel. We both know that. | 0:26:40 | 0:26:42 | |
I thought things were different this time. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
How many times have you used that line? | 0:26:45 | 0:26:47 | |
Ian, mate, seriously. Come on, let'... | 0:26:47 | 0:26:49 | |
No, no, Alfie. It's OK. | 0:26:49 | 0:26:50 | |
You've made yourself perfectly clear. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:54 | |
And I ain't sticking around for this. Move. | 0:26:54 | 0:26:56 | |
Ian, what are you doing? | 0:26:58 | 0:27:00 | |
-You can't just let her go out like that. -Probably just go back to her lap dancing club. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:04 | |
Yeah, serves you right if she did. | 0:27:04 | 0:27:06 | |
I thought you two were going to make a go of it? | 0:27:06 | 0:27:08 | |
You know what you are? You're a grade A prize pillock. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:11 | |
That girl was defending you, mate. | 0:27:11 | 0:27:13 | |
When was the last time anyone did that for you, eh? | 0:27:13 | 0:27:16 | |
Well done(!) | 0:27:16 | 0:27:17 | |
What, do you want me to kill him? Get banged up? | 0:27:23 | 0:27:25 | |
Is that it, yeah? | 0:27:25 | 0:27:27 | |
If that's what it takes, yeah. But you... | 0:27:27 | 0:27:28 | |
You couldn't even throw him out of your own pub! | 0:27:28 | 0:27:31 | |
You should've seen 'em all. | 0:27:31 | 0:27:32 | |
Singing and laughing like Hev was nothing, that she didn't matter to anyone. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:36 | |
Shirl, she does. | 0:27:36 | 0:27:38 | |
She does. | 0:27:39 | 0:27:40 | |
She mattered to me, anyway. | 0:27:40 | 0:27:42 | |
Mandy? I'm sorry, OK? | 0:27:51 | 0:27:53 | |
Look, you know I didn't mean it. | 0:27:53 | 0:27:57 | |
It was just banter and... | 0:27:58 | 0:28:00 | |
Look, just come back and I promise I'll make it up to you. | 0:28:01 | 0:28:04 | |
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