17/09/2012 EastEnders

BABY CRYING

FOOTSTEPS COMING UPSTAIRS

Quiet as the grave in here. Where's me welcoming committee?

Jean? What's happened?

Right. I'm off.

All right, sweetheart. Do you fancy a film tonight?

-I thought you had plans.

-They got cancelled.

Sorry, Dad, I told Lauren I'd go to hers. But we can go tomorrow?

-Yeah, all right.

-Bye.

-See you later.

DOOR SLAMS

DOORBELL AND LAUGHTER

-Tanya?

-LAUGHTER CONTINUES, BELL RINGS

-Tanya still here?

-Yep. Follow the racket.

What's the matter with you? You got the hump?

Refill?

-Jack?

-Sorry, what?

-You OK?

-Yeah, just trying to get in touch with my daughter.

Ain't spoken to her for a while.

-You want some more tea?

-Yeah. Go on.

I did mention it to you last week.

You need to get the stronger cream from the chemist

and if it doesn't work then take her to see the doctor.

Do you have to write it down? It's only a bit of nappy rash.

I have to write everything down for the changeover.

Someone else will be taking over as of tomorrow.

Eh? But we don't want no-one new.

Don't worry, the new case worker will have all my notes,

there'll be no disruption.

-And there's nothing else troubling you?

-No. I'm just a bit tired.

All right. Well, good luck with everything.

-And make sure you get that cream.

-Yes, I will.

-Thanks, Graham.

-Thanks.

See you.

Brilliant.

That's all we need, isn't it? Someone new sticking their oar in.

Who cares? Social workers change all the time. They're all useless.

I've got to go or Janine's going to go mental again.

All right, well, I'll pick up the cream.

-I've got to go see Jay anyway.

-Er, no, Lo.

I don't care what he said, I can't just stop seeing him.

Forget it. He's right, OK? It's too risky.

-But, Pops...

-I'll see you later.

Great.

-I bet Alan Sugar eats breakfast.

-When I'm making his money, then I'll stop for breakfast.

You can at least have this.

No time. The cleaning stock's arrived, I've got to sign for it.

-Five minutes is not going to hurt.

-This deal is going to set us up, it's three grand profit.

Mm. Nice wedding fund.

And this is just the beginning, I promise.

KNOCKING

-What are you two doing? You know it's nearly half nine.

-Come in.

-BABY CRYING

-You're good with kids. Can you sort her out for me?

-What's wrong with her?

-I don't know.

-Where's Janine?

-Gone away.

-Where?

-It don't matter.

Well, when's she coming back?

Can you just go upstairs, please, Billy?

What, she's just left Scarlett?

-Why's she gone away?

-Attention. It's an attention thing. Women do it, Bill.

And when she comes back - which she will -

I want everything under control.

So that means I look after the firm and you take care of the child.

But... but Michael! Michael, I'm not a babysitter.

And no-one needs to know about Janine. That's really important.

-Yeah? Schtum.

-OK.

BABY CRYING

Michael, hi. I'm looking for Janine. There's no-one at the office.

-Janine's not around.

-OK. Right. When will she be back?

Later.

Who in their right mind would leave an expensive wedding dress outside the charity shop?

Someone who didn't want to get married?

Don't look at me, I got rid of mine weeks ago.

If you two are going into town, drop it into the dry cleaners for me, eh?

What's wrong with the laundrette?

I don't trust the laundrette. Not since Dot's left.

It's nice. It's got to be worth at least two hundred quid.

If Max pulled his finger out, you could use it.

-Haven't you set a date yet?

-He's still working it out.

We're not asking him to choose the lottery numbers.

Mum, just give it a rest, yeah?

He's been in a right mood since last night.

I think it's just work stressing him out, you know. I don't want to push it.

Hi, Billy. I've got a parcel here for Janine.

-She ain't here.

-I tried the office but it's shut.

Yeah. Michael's over there now. But Janine ain't.

-BABY CRYING

-Oh, has she left you with Scarlett?

No, no, Michael has.

Well, there was no one else to, you know...

Look, Mas, I shouldn't really be saying anything. I'll just go check on her.

-Has something happened?

-No, no.

No, no, no, everything's fine. Everything's normal.

-She'll be back soon.

-Mm.

-Not that she's gone anywhere. Exactly.

OK. Erm... maybe you can sign for it?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah, you see? I think I could pull that off.

No, you need a more '80s vibe.

Big old shoulder pads, nice long train...

-Bridesmaids in peach...

-Oh no, peach ain't my colour.

Excuse me, who said you're a bridesmaid?

By the time you two get married we'll be best mates.

Living in a retirement home.

DOOR SLAMS

Hello, love. You all right?

Er, just... I was looking for my phone. You ain't seen...?

It's in the kitchen. Yeah. It's in the kitchen.

Someone dumped it at the charity shop, babe.

We were just... Just mucking about and that.

-I'd better make a move.

-All right.

-Cos I'm meeting Jack in the Vic.

-So...

-Yeah.

-See you later.

Bye.

And she left the baby behind?

I don't know if she's definitely gone - Billy wasn't talking much sense.

-TEXT ALERT

-Tamwar. Your phone.

You know it wouldn't surprise me if she had.

Those two feed off drama like oxygen.

Maybe I've got it wrong. Billy was being a bit evasive, that's all.

-TEXT ALERT

-Tamwar!

-Zainab. Do not read his messages.

-He won't see. Sh!

Tamwar, you'd better get down here right now!

Yeah, I'm fully aware that Mrs Butcher is handling it

but I'm a partner in the company, you see, so I can sign the documents and I'm taking over.

No, Mrs Butcher isn't here, she's away on business.

I haven't spoken to her today, no.

Well, why don't you ring your boss and then give me a ring back, yeah?

This... This is not how you run a business, Tamwar.

I'm just a bit behind, that's all.

A bit? Let's see - when was the last time you filed anything properly?

Huh? Would it be...

Yeah - July!

-Afia had a system. I've got to work out my own.

-When? Christmas?

I told you I don't want to do this anymore...

Why don't we go to the cafe and let Tamwar sort this out?

If you want to go to university then we need to save for it.

And while we are saving for it, you need to be on top of the business.

I'll fix it. Just don't go on about it.

A nice, soothing herbal tea, that's what you need. Come on.

And don't think I won't be checking up on you.

-So when was this?

-Last night.

Jean reckons they've gone on some second honeymoon or something.

-It's a bit sudden, ain't it?

-What, they didn't say where?

Nah, man.

Yes but you're not running the pub, Mo Harris. I am.

Alfie's message was perfectly clear.

You know, I haven't just resigned from the flower stall and done all this for nothing.

I'll go back to Fat Elvis, then shall I?

If I weren't here you'd still be spinning on the spot in your pyjamas.

I told you, I am serving, you're helping Ray in the kitchen. Now go.

The power's gone to your head, Jean.

-All right, mate.

-Hello, guys.

-I'll have a pint, please, and...?

-A half.

-I'll just have a lemonade please.

-All right, no worries.

-I haven't got any cash, have you?

-Fats, it's on the house, ain't it?

-Is it? Oh, thanks, Fatboy.

-Nice one, mate, cheers.

-Er...

-Love you!

Mine's a vodka and tonic.

If Kat can go swanning off on some romantic getaway, I deserve a bit of fun too.

Be sitting there.

Sorry, Jack. I'm going to have to shoot.

-Aren't we going through the paperwork?

-Later.

Max, come on...

I just wish he'd follow your example, you know?

Take business seriously. Make a go of things. Make them successful.

You heard the rumour? Apparently Janine's disappeared.

-What?

-There's no rumour. You're only just starting it.

You're the one who said that she wasn't even there to sign for the parcel.

-And Billy was acting all suspicious.

-Evasive, I said - evasive.

I said at the wedding they would not last past Christmas.

And why leave the baby with that man?

I mean, you might as well leave a baby with Darth Vader.

All right? You got the paperwork for the flat then, yeah?

Erm, it's at home. I didn't know if you and Janine still wanted it.

Yeah, yeah we do. We do. That was just a blip.

-I want to finalise it today, yeah?

-OK.

-Well, I can meet you at the house in a few hours.

-Yeah. Yeah.

Two?

Good.

God, his eyes give me the creeps. I bet baby Scarlett cries every time that leans over the cot.

I've got to go.

Look, we can't keep avoiding each other, this is mental.

-It's not mental, it's sensible.

-But I don't do sensible.

I'm doing you a favour.

Hey, hey, hey! No more freeness, man!

You can talk! I've seen you sneaking drinks over to your mates.

This is for the bloke round the corner.

Oi, Mo. I need some help in the kitchen, man.

-I told you to help Ray.

-I can't be everything to everyone, Jean.

All right. No problem.

Yeah. I'll see you around, yeah?

Why are French and Saunders behind the bar?

Kat and Alfie have gone away. Holiday or something.

Alfie didn't say anything about that last night.

Hello, Michael.

-Michael...

-All right?

-I just heard about Janine going.

Sorry, I didn't realise...

If you need a hand with Scarlett, me and Christian can help.

-Janine's gone?

-No, she's not gone.

She's just gone down south for a few days.

I bet that's one of them euphemisms, innit?

Where you got her buried, Michael? Under the gym?

Very droll, Derek. Well done.

Thought it sounded a bit drastic. Let me get you one.

Er... Look, I know you weren't too keen

but Janine agreed to buy those cleaning products.

-She shook on thirteen K.

-Did she now?

Yeah. They're ready for you, at my lock-up.

And, the thing is, I said I'd pay the supplier today.

-OK. I'll write a cheque, I'll bring it over later.

-Thank you.

That's great. Well, catch you later then, yeah?

I didn't have time to get that special cream but Michael's got loads of it, look.

You won't let me see Jay but you don't mind me using nicked bum cream?

It's not nicked, it's borrowed. Get her on the changing table.

So why are you looking after Scarlett, anyway?

Because Michael's useless and Janine's done a runner.

-What, she just left the baby?

-Yep.

-But you don't do that if you're a mum, you don't just leave your baby.

-Janine does.

Poor little thing. Where is she?

Asleep upstairs.

I saw Jay earlier. He wouldn't even talk to me.

Well, that's good.

How is that good? The social worker could already see I was miserable.

-This new one's going to think I ain't coping.

-But we are coping, Lo.

But Jay staying away ain't helping anyone, is it? Especially me.

This is last week's takings.

-Oh!

-£206?

Minus £206.

-Did you count these?

-I counted everything.

How is this possible? After everything we've put into this place, how is this possible?

He had a slow week, that's all.

It would help if you took the business seriously. Like your brother.

What's Syed got to do with this?

Do you not want the Argee Bhajee to be a success?

-Think about everything we've put into this place.

-I will fix it.

-We need to have a family meeting,

-Mum, Mum, I said I'll fix it.

Get off my back.

Is it hot in here or what? I'm boiling.

-Is it true? About Janine?

-Nah.

She's got a business. And a baby. And me.

-How is Scarlett?

-She's fine.

-Where is she now?

-I said she's fine.

I knew this would happen. One of you had to destroy the other.

-One of you had to win.

-She ain't won nothing.

We're a partnership.

And you're both going to look out for each other, right?

And no arguing and definitely no nicking each other's boyfriends.

-Yeah?

-DOOR CLOSING

Pops, you said you'd be five minutes. If Michael'd walked in he would have killed me. Yeah!

-What are you doing here?

-Billy thinks we should have a chat.

Er - you didn't ring those up.

-Sorry, what?

-On the till. You didn't put them through.

Yes, I did. You're stressed Jean, sit down.

-Has she been handing out free drinks?

-Um...

You have. Mo Harris, how dare you!

I'm not the only one. That lot have had at least two rounds.

This stops right now.

Right.

Just a bit of an announcement, please, everybody. Thank you.

Just to say, the Queen Vic is not a charity.

If any of our staff have mistakenly served you without charge today,

then you have to leave before you pay...

I mean, pay before you leave the premises.

And if you don't pay before you leave the premises...

um, then you're barred.

-Barred?

-Yes. So pay up or...

Erm... Get out of my pub!

No, I mean it.

Nice one, Mo.

If the Social see me hanging around and realise who I am then...

Well, yeah, we'll be careful, won't we?

I'm not going to beg but things would be a lot better if you were around.

-You've got Billy, ain't you?

-And we all know what he's like in a crisis, don't we, eh?

Why are you staring at me like that?

-Like what?

-All... soft.

For the first few days you couldn't even hold her. Look at you now. All mumsy.

Well, I ain't got a choice, have I?

-She's lucky to have you, you know.

-Yeah. Britain's Best Mum.

Sitting in someone else's house, on tag, using nicked bum cream.

-Let me put her dummy in?

-Now who's all mumsy, eh?

Shut up.

Dum-dum?

Ahhh...!

Come on, Jay. You know you miss us. Eh?

And you're not going to survive the next few months without mates.

So is it true what they're saying? About Janine?

No. It's gossip.

She'll be back. Butcher's Joints'll be booming. You'll see.

Very good. Right.

Yeah. So, I'll get my solicitor to sign the bank transfer

and do the completion papers.

-He'll ring you this afternoon, yeah? To confirm.

-Mm-hm.

Shall we shake? All right then.

Job done.

Yes. all right, Poppy. Don't worry about it. I won't be long. OK. Bye. Bye.

How'd you get on with the dress?

-Oh, yes. You can pick it up Monday. And it cost sixty quid.

-Sixty?

You get a nice box with it, don't you?

-DOOR OPENING

-Oh, well, that's all right then.

-Babe, you in?

Hello, darling. We're in here.

You all right?

-What's that?

-For you.

It's a calendar.

-Yep.

-It's a calendar with cats on.

Yeah, sorry it's a bit battered.

It was the last one in the shop. Been in there all year.

Why are you buying me a calendar?

Christmas eve? What about it?

It's a good day for a wedding.

SHE GASPS

-That's a turn-up for the books.

-You know me, Cora. Full of surprises.

-Michael, hi. Come in.

-Cheers.

Listen, thank you so much for sorting all this out.

You know, when I heard about Janine going...

-Well, you know...

-Yeah.

So... do you have the cheque?

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, right, yeah.

That's for you.

You think I'd do a deal with a no-mark like you,

somebody who makes deals behind my back?

Blabs about my private business?

Listen, I'm sorry about that. It's just, when...

-When I found out about Janine going, I didn't know what to think.

-Yeah, yeah. You're an idiot.

Michael, you can't go back on the deal.

Janine shook on it.

You're not quite cut out for this entrepreneurial stuff, are you?

-What?

-All this tatty tourist gear knocking about

and a cheap shed-load of bleach. Dodgy cleaning products.

It's hardly the start of an empire, Syed.

That's the difference between me and you.

Cos while you were sitting around, waiting, doing nish, I was out making moves.

I bought a flat, just like that.

But you? You're like a desperate little puppy dog.

And desperation stinks.

Michael, I need that money, I told the suppliers I'd pay them today.

We had a deal! I had a deal.

Not with me you didn't.

Excuse me.

-Why do I have to do it?

-Because. You've got them big sad eyes, ain't you?

-Fatboy?

-Mmm? Yes, darling?

We don't have enough cash.

So I was wondering, could we pay you half now, and then half later?

You don't have to do that, sweetheart.

-But we don't have enough cash.

-It's been sorted. Your dad paid.

Cheers, Uncle Derek.

He's really thoughtful sometimes.

Yeah. He ain't got no-one else to spoil, has he?

TV PLAYING, DOOR OPENING

-All right?

-Where's Scarlett?

I got the magic touch, ain't I?

Any word from Janine? It ain't like her to disappear.

She ain't answering her phone, either.

Scare tactics, Bill. Don't be duped by it.

-Better head down to the office, yeah? Man those phones.

-Of course.

-Cheers for this.

-No worries.

She'll be back.

There must be something we can do. I mean, you can take it back, right?

Look, I'll even slip you fifty for the hassle.

It ain't going back. Where do you think it came from at this price?

But I can't afford to pay you.

You've got till Friday.

Just give me... Yeah, just let me know.

Let me know what your thoughts are. Cheers.

KNOCKING AT THE DOOR

Sorry, I tried calling.

I've been sourcing more properties. What's up?

It's past half five and you said your solicitor would be in touch.

-He's not called?

-No. I just want to make sure there's not a problem.

Yeah. Come in. Go through. I'll give him a ring now.

-Michael Moon?

-No. Billy. Billy Mitchell.

You're an employee of Butcher's Joints?

I'm Executive Director Of Operations. Why? Who's asking?

No, I'm not in the office.

I'm not in front of a computer, so just tell me, please.

-Is everything OK?

-Yeah, yeah fine.

-SCARLETT CRYING

-Just... Can you give her a cuddle?

-Me?

-Yeah. Brilliant. Two seconds.

Yeah?

What was that?

Oh. OK. How much? How much has she transferred?

What's left?

Right, you've got to freeze everything! Now, please.

-Just everything.

-BANGING AT THE DOOR

Michael, Michael, come to the office.

No, of course, it wasn't me! Don't be stupid.

-Michael, you've got to come!

-Billy, shut up!

-Which accounts?

-She's upset, she wants her dad.

-She's upset.

-Michael, you need to read this! Michael!

There he is. There's Daddy.

-Hey.

-Tell you what, once we get this little one to bed,

me and you are going to celebrate.

Your deal!

It might cut into your three grand profit but I didn't think you'd mind.

I'll cook us something special. Make a night of it.

-There's no need to make a fuss.

-I want to.

We want to. Cos we're proud of you.

-Hey! Watch where you're going.

-Get out of my way.

Hey! Oi, you. You can't do this.

Michael. I tried to stop them. But they got this letter from Janine.

What are we going to do?

She can't do this to me.

Nobody does this to me.

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