23/04/2012 EastEnders

# We'll meet again Don't know where, don't know when

# But I know we'll meet again some sunny day... #

Thanks.

There you go, darling.

# Keep smiling through

# Just like you always do... #

FAINT MUSIC OUTSIDE

Jay?

Mmm. I can smell bacon!

Yes, I can. Do me some?

Sorry, aren't we forgetting someone? Where's Shirley?

Oh, my Lord! What are you doing here?

You nearly gave me a heart attack.

I had a bust-up with Phil. Andrew said it'd be all right.

Oh, dear. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Never mind, eh? I'll make you a cup of tea.

Do you take sugar?

You don't think this is too much, do you?

Nah. You look knockout.

Got a couple of suppliers coming in today, so...

Yeah? You might want to make one little adjustment.

I thought I better try and drum up some business.

I'll give you a couple pointers if you want.

-Yeah?

-I can be very persuasive when I want to be.

-Can you?

I thought Oscar might want a balloon.

He's upstairs.

I haven't had one positive response to these flyers.

I'm glad to see you're up and about.

I was thinking of maybe offering a reward? Get people talking.

Shirley.

Why don't you sit down and I'll make you some breakfast?

Dot, there's someone out there that knows something.

I just want to sweeten them up.

Hold on a minute...

Rose and Cora and me were saving up for a trip to Clacton.

Here you are. Not much, I'm afraid.

-You keep it.

-No. No, Heather deserves to rest in peace.

And she ain't going to do that, is she?

Till we find out who it was what done it to her.

I need to find Andrew.

Ain't you going to stay for your breakfast? Shirley...

I do so hope that things work out for you and Phil.

Ricky's only gone and blown his money on a deposit for a poxy flat.

-Good. At least he's getting settled.

-I was relying on that money.

Well, ask him for double next month. We'll muddle through somehow.

What good is next month? I need the money now.

What's so urgent? The rent's been paid. I've given you the money for the electric.

Only thing we've got to worry about is not letting the kids go hungry.

So, come on, Jean. Tell us. What time do the festivities commence?

Oh, I'm afraid my party budget's been cut this year.

I am the events manager.

But what with the Olympics and the Diamond Jubilee...

there's no money left for St George.

I'd pop those balloons if I was you, ladies.

Jean here reckons our national day ain't worth celebrating.

-I never said that!

-This is the day, Jean, that George slayed the dragon

-to give us a country to be proud of!

-Political correctness gone mad, if you ask me.

Dunkirk. The Battle of Britain,

eh? When our nation stood alone against its enemies.

If that ain't worth celebrating, then I don't know what is.

He's our patron saint, Jean.

He's the great protector, the keeper of our flag...

-Lithuania.

-Bless you.

-No, Lithuania.

-What?

George. He's the patron saint of Greece and Catalonia...

and Russia.

And Georgia, come to think of it.

Why don't you just rip my heart out and stamp on it, eh?

Go away.

You, Jean,

you are a disgrace to the memory of my grandfather

and all the men that fought to make this country great.

That's told her.

Would've been nice. A couple of drinks and a little sing-song.

Would have cheered Shirley right up, wouldn't it?

-What's the matter with Shirley?

-Ain't you heard?

-No.

-(Phil's dumped her.)

-Get away!

Spineless weasel.

That's a shame, innit? Ladies...

Oh, and, er,

send Shirley my love, won't you?

Hi, Dot.

You shouldn't be doing that.

Well, Christian, he is very particular about his bed linen.

Then let me give you a hand.

It must be really hard for you to manage in here all on your own.

You know me, Bianca. I ain't one to complain.

You should be putting your feet up, not slaving away.

Well of course, there is my sciatica.

The pain, it starts in my hip, it goes shooting all down my leg.

Then there's my migraines. Mind-numbing, they are.

So when do I start then?

What?

Well, you need a new Heather.

I could do with the money, and it like I ain't worked here before, is it?

Ah, well, the trouble is Bianca, you see, Mr...Opopopa,

he is very stringent about his terms and conditions.

Come on, Dot. I'm family.

Yes. But you've got a criminal record, ain't you?

I mean, it would only be a matter of time

-before the word gets back to him.

-Thanks a lot.

Anyway, it's of no consequence, because I've been informed that

the Launderette is going to be unmanned in the afternoons.

Well, why didn't you tell me that in the first place?

I'm sorry.

Bianca, you really must learn to put a little aside for a rainy day.

Oh, yeah, why didn't I think of that? Thanks a lot, Dot. You're a lifesaver(!)

-DOOR OPENS

-I'm just coming, Phil.

You all right?

This bust-up with Phil.

You can sort it out, can't you?

-Do you know the combination?

-His head's messed up at the moment.

He don't mean it. Come home, eh?

That ain't my decision, Jay.

Look, I need you. We all need you here.

I don't think I can do this on my own, Shirl.

You want something?

Just getting what's owed to me.

Why don't I leave you two to talk, eh?

Nah.

Nah, we're done here.

-Oh!

-Hey, hey!

-Sorry.

-S'all right.

You OK?

So, I've just come to pick up what's left of my wages, please.

OK.

Listen, Roxy, why don't we just forget about what happened last week...

I'd like to resign as events manager.

-You'll have it in writing by the end of the day.

-What's brought this on?

You know I tried to please everyone, Alfie.

-Yeah...

-You wouldn't believe how Derek spoke to me out there.

He as good as called me a... Well, I'm not going to say it.

Jean, you've lost me, sweetheart. I don't know what...

-St George's Day!

-Oh, right.

The budget will only spread to a certain amount of bunting. And he...

Shirley, it's a bit early, innit, darling? Even for you.

Phil'll settle up with you later.

Whoa, no, Shirley, what you doing, sweetheart? Whoa, Shirl. Hold on.

Where's last night's takings?

-I banked them this morning.

-Shirl, shall we go over the caff, you and me, yeah?

Am I the only one that wants to see justice?

Her killer's out there, you're acting like you don't give a monkey's.

You know that's not true.

Tell Phil to stick his money. I don't need him.

-Shirl...

-I don't need any of you.

-Right!

-Oh!

Do you know what we're going to do?

We're going to give Walford the biggest, greatest

St George's Day they've ever seen.

-We can't afford it.

-We'll improvise. All right, darling?

-We haven't got the time.

-"Oh, we haven't got the time." You've got me.

You've got the lovely Debbie McGee. Yeah?

One shift.

That's me girl. That's magic.

I want Punch and Judy, I want jousting...

-I want, "Cry for God, Harry, and Saint George!"

-Saint George!

-Hurrah!

That Dot is a right pain in the backside sometimes.

-What you got there?

-It's a postcard from my mate Sandra.

We used to knock about together in Balham.

I'm going to be late now for Janine. Where've I put my make-up?

Husband's left and she's taken herself off to Greece.

You could at least pretend to be interested.

Sorry. What?

What you doing here? Why you not at school?

Teacher training day. Why else would I be sat here?

-You're in trouble.

-What?

"You have incurred £30 penalty for nonpayment..."

What're you doing with my phone?

-Bianca...

-It's junk mail. I get it all the time.

It's been bleeping all morning.

It's probably a secret admirer.

I was thinking, maybe I'll just get rid of the rest of this stuff

-to them two old birds I clean for. What do you think?

-Yeah.

Can we go to Kids Club Saturday?

No, I don't think so, love.

But they're doing Annie. Hello?

Hello? Kids Club costs money.

I hate being poor.

Why can't I be like Shenice?

-She gets all the pop and crisps she wants.

-Does she? Well, why don't you go and live with Shenice, then?

Look, I know it's hard on you kids,

but you've got to start helping your mum.

We're a team, remember? Yeah? Right, let's get you some drinks.

Where is she?

I don't know. Probably drowning a kitten somewhere.

I heard that. SHE is down here.

It's the only place I can get comfortable.

Well, don't just stand there... help me up!

Right. To what do I owe this pleasure?

We're looking for an investor.

Well, I didn't have you two down as budding entrepreneurs.

It's for Hev.

We thought, if we offered a cash reward,

-someone might be more likely to step forward.

-Right, so you thought you'd come straight to the bank of Janine?

Think of the publicity.

Local businesswoman helps clean up streets.

And you would have my website prominently displayed?

Yeah, as big as you like.

All right, I'll give you 500 quid,

-but that is all I can offer.

-We'll take it. Thanks.

Janine. This ain't a wind-up?

Look, I do not want my child growing up knowing there's a killer

out there somewhere.

My website - remember it - It's www.butchersjoints.com.

I don't want the font any smaller than, let's see, size 14?

-Thanks a lot. Cheers.

-Thank you.

That is tax deductible, isn't it?

Oh, now,

Mrs... Yes, Mrs Jones rang...

Apparently, her toilet's blocked again.

Oh, do you want me to keep hold of Pat's ring for safekeeping?

Don't want to lose it.

I suggest you give it a good shove.

Oh, I'm sorry, Alfie.

I've got this here beetroot stain to get out,

and half a dozen nets before I finish me shift.

But we're having a knees-up in honour of St George.

And I thought you, Dorothy Branning, might lead our punters in a sing-song.

-Yes?

-I ought to go and see Arthur.

See if he's found gainful employment yet.

I know it's been a tough year so far, darling.

But a little bit of jousting, raise people's spirits.

Come on, we can do this, yeah?

Well, Reverend Steven did say that my voice brought tears to his eyes.

You're a star, Dorothy. Give me a kiss, darling.

-I'll have a drink waiting for you. all right kids?

-BOTH: All right?

-Hello, children.

-Morgan's got something for you.

Oh, let's have a look. Oh, I say!

It's our spider, SpongeBob.

We can't afford to keep him no more.

Have you ever been poor?

Well, we had to make sacrifices, you know, during the war.

-Like what?

-Well, you know.

We only had two ounces of tea a week and two ounces of butter.

Were you scared?

Sometimes, yes. But I was lucky, you see, cos I was evacuated.

My Auntie Gwen, oh, she was lovely, she used to fill a bath for me

every Sunday. Not a bath like you have it,

but a big tin bath right in front of the fire.

Wow. You really were poor.

She used to wash my hair for me,

she was ever so gentle,

and then I'd curl up on the sofa beside her with Blue the dog.

And I felt safe, didn't I? I didn't have to worry no more.

Grandma Dot? I can't find SpongeBob.

Oh, my Lord!

-SpongeBob!

-SpongeBob!

-SpongeBob! Where are you?

You sure you ain't printed too many?

No. I want one of these on every door from here to Stratford.

The Gazette said they'd try and send a photographer round later.

-I said you'd meet 'em in the Vic.

-All right.

Ben. Bung some of them in the Arches for us?

Amazing how a bit of cash can jog the memory.

Yeah. I've got to get to school.

Whatever's happened between me and your dad...

It doesn't have to affect us.

What is it with you, eh? And Phil? You can't treat her like that.

Just give it a few more weeks, right. It'll all blow over.

She needs to be with her family.

Hev was her best mate. Or have you forgotten that?

-Of course not.

-What else did you expect him to do, eh?

Looking at her every day. It was eating him up inside, Jay.

We just got to stick together, get through this.

Everything all right?

I got to get back to work.

Look. Shirl just gave us a few of these.

She's made hundreds this time.

Leave it with me.

There you go. Look at this, eh?

No-one can say Jean Slater doesn't know how to throw a party.

Yeah, but is it enough, though?

Derek Branning can eat that stupid flat cap of his.

-Same again, Max?

-I think you've already given him more than enough.

-All right, Cora.

-First port of call, is she, when there's trouble at home?

-Leave me alone, will you?

-I take it things ain't any better?

-I'd love to stand here

and talk about my sex life with my mother-in-law.

You better sort this, Max. Before it gets out of hand.

Alfie, can I leave some of these on the bar?

-I want that photographer to see them.

-Course.

For any of you that haven't seen these,

we're offering cash for any information about Hev's death.

Why don't you just try talking to her, Phil?

Can't I just have an orange juice without you giving me earache?

Oh, now this is more like it!

Jean, you have restored my faith in human nature. Well done!

That's very enterprising of you, Shirley.

-Very enterprising, indeed.

-Good to hear it.

See, Alfie, women like this are the backbone of our society.

Ain't that right, Phillip?

Tell you what.

Why don't I buy you a drink, eh?

We'll raise a glass together to the dearly departed Heather.

I'll buy my own drinks, thanks.

Well, make yourself comfortable, why don't you?

I've just been researching online about housing benefit and that.

-Is that right?

-It seems that I'm entitled to a bit of extra money.

-But I need a proper rental agreement.

-Right.

So you get more handouts and I get stung by the tax man?

Yeah, sounds about right.

All I'm asking, Janine, is that you do things properly.

OK. Well, it's your call, Bianca.

Of course, that means I'm going to have to start charging you the going rate.

Let's not be too hasty, then, eh?

So, which is it to be?

I just need a couple more weeks to get the rent together.

Yeah. Didn't Billy give you an extension on the rent last month?

Friday it is, then.

Mum can wash all her worries away, can't she?

Just like Grandma Dot.

BELL RINGS

Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have your attention, please? Thank you.

It's now time for our musical interlude

and I would like to introduce a lady so regal, SO regal,

she makes Queen Victoria look like Kerry Katona!

LAUGHTER

Yes, she's been through more wars than Rin Tin Tin...

so, can we have a big Walford Queen Vic welcome for the one,

the only, Dorothy Branning.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# And did those feet in ancient time

# Walk upon England's mountains green?

# And was the holy Lamb of God... #

-I take it you're responsible for these, Miss Carter?

-Yeah. What of it?

You didn't think to check with us first?

I thought you might be busy investigating a missing police cone(!)

Not only is this irresponsible, it puts our investigation in jeopardy.

How do you figure that one out?

It throws up false leads, which wastes valuable police resources.

Resources which would be better spent trying to

find your friend's killer.

I was just trying to help.

I suggest you take these down and leave us

to do the job we're trained to do.

You're no closer to finding Hev's killer than I am.

I can assure you, I have every available officer working on this.

What I don't need is you wading in and messing things up for us!

Sounds like Oscar got a bit upset at nursery.

Don't like the big bad wolf, apparently.

Mind you, I was like that with Pinky and Perky. Seriously.

I used to hide behind the sofa when they came on the TV. Did you?

Might have done, yeah.

You big softy, you.

What? Have I done something wrong?

No, I'm just... I'm going to end up feeling guilty, ain't I?

Anytime we have a cuddle, I just feel like you think I want more.

That don't mean you got to stay away from me, does it?

It's not fair, is it? You've had the scan, it's clear...

..and we're still paying the price, aint we?

We both knew it'd take time, didn't we?

Well, that's why I've made an appointment.

To see your nurse.

Be good, won't it? You know, just talk through the options.

I heard Alfie's doing a Punch and Judy show.

You want to watch the show, then?

Yeah? You don't have to stay if you don't want to.

What, and let Kamil have all the fun?

-You sure we can afford this?

-The kids deserve a treat, don't they?

Trace, I'll have a big glass of tap water and a packet of crisps. Me mum's paying.

When's the show going to start? Amy's getting restless.

Alfie...

OK, Rox. You ready?

Yeah.

-After you.

-Ladies first.

Just get in there, Alfie.

Oh!

Bit tight in here, ain't it?

I don't think I can do this.

-What's the matter, got stage fright?

-What you got to make a joke out of everything for?

Shenice gave Judy a make over.

Hello, boys and girls!

Yes! My name is Mr Punch.

CHEERING

And here is my missus, Judy!

CHEERING

You can spot Judy, yes, she's got a face like a satsuma

and her dress is so short it could double up as a belt!

Ha-ha!

You know what the problem is with Mr Punch, don't you, boys and girls?

He's too short-sighted to see what's in front of him.

What? OK... Boys and girls,

if you see a naughty crocodile, I want you to shout out very loud.

-Can you do that for me?

-ALL: Yes!

I can't hear you. Can you do that for me?

-ALL: Yes!

-Right. Don't forget,

shout out nice and loud if you see the crocodile.

ALL: There!

Where? Where's the crocodile?

ALL: There, there! He's there, behind you!

You might as well take this.

Why, Phil?

Naughty, naughty Judy! That's the way to do it.

I know I'm not Kathy or Sharon but...did we never mean anything to each other?

-Naughty, naughty Punch!

-I've been a naughty boy!

-It ain't been right for months.

-Then why didn't you say something?

Hev stole my thunder, didn't she?

I don't believe that.

You were there to take care of the boys, Shirl. Nothing more.

So you never loved me?

LAUGHTER

That's the way to do it! That's it, hey!

LAUGHTER

Shirley?

Not now, Dot.

CHEERING

What they going to tell us that we don't already know? A few months, Max. What, is that too much to ask?

You think that's what this is? Me just wanting a quick bunk-up?

I just want my wife back, Tanya.

She's standing right here.

-Every time I get close to her, she pushes me away.

-You're just exaggerating.

Let's just wait, shall we?

Can we just wait, see what the doctor says?

There's no point. Got nothing to do with them.

What are you talking about?

-I'm not ready, Max.

-Yeah, I know you got to wait.

I know all that stuff the doctor was talking about.

About giving you a chance to recover... I know all that.

I lied.

How can you afford to go to Greece, anyway?

Not now. Someday, maybe.

It's going to cost at least 600 quid.

Is it so wrong to want to do something for myself? Hm?

Take your coats off, kids.

Kids, have you spilt a drink in here or something?

DRIPPING Bianca! Oh, no...

Oh, no! Where is that coming from?

-We ran you a bath.

-What?! I can't believe this.

Do you realise how long this if going to take to dry out properly? Look at the mess you've made!

What were you doing messing about in the bathroom?

We were going to brush your hair and make it all cosy like Grandma Dot.

It's all right, I turned the taps off and pulled the plug out.

You wait. That is it now.

Listen, we'll just whack on a few heaters

and it'll sort itself out in no time.

Bianca?

We're sorry.

WATER DRIPS

Come here.

ALL LAUGH

Come on, fellas. Ain't you got homes to go to?

Take care, lads. Listen, keep the noise down outside, all right?

See you later, lads.

Trace. Stick another one in there, please?

Whoa no, hold on. I think you might have had enough there, darling.

Why don't you get yourself a sandwich from McKlunky's, eh? Soak up some of that booze.

You trying to get rid of me, Alfie?

I got you. I got you. You OK?

Who moved the floor?

Alfie... how about me and you finish this upstairs?

How about you get yourself off home, darling? Come on.

I will find him, Alfie.

With or without Phil's help.

All right, darling. Come on. I got you.

No, no, no, this way, darling. This way.

Take care, all right?

I don't need any help.

Whoa, oh!

Give us a hand, then.

Fancy a nightcap?

Lead the way.

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