10/12/2012 EastEnders

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Ah, good.

-What's good?

Do us a favour - I need a shirt ironed.

Excuse me?

For the Family Group Conference.

-We're still doing that?

-Course we are.

I've got a new care plan to show 'em -

one that don't involve lies.

Come on, Phil, this is stupid. It's over, you know that.

Nothing is over, all right?

You've got me.

That German market will be a wonder to behold tomorrow.

Sort of makes you want to sing.

# Deutschland, Deutschland! #

Maybe not.

Oh, sorry, sweetheart, what were you saying?

-The German market will be absolutely wonderful.

-Oh, yeah.

Kat'll love it, anyway.

Here, Jean, I hope you don't mind me asking, right, but...

has Kat asked to borrow any money off you lately?

You know, I don't know, a couple of quid

or...a few hundred quid.

Oh, to buy you a big Christmas present or something?

-Yeah. Yeah, that's it. You know, a big surprise.

-Yeah.

Come on, has she asked you...has she asked you to keep it a secret?

No. Sorry.

-Still time, though, Alfie.

-Yeah.

Get your hands off my fruit.

You know, you can't sell any of this stuff.

-Oh, it's funny how I'm shifting a ton of it, though, innit?

-It's too big.

No, European regulations, OK?

-You are in direct contravention of trading standards.

-Oh!

Oh, you, you are priceless! Maybe it's yours -

too small.

Europe's very hot on this sort of thing.

Oh, come on. Right, I tell you what.

Here you go, you can send that in with your report,

and then you can sign it - Ian Beale, SPM.

What's SPM?

Small, Pathetic Man.

That's charming(!) Not a very nice seasonal message.

Well, here's another one for you, then.

Peace and goodwill to all men...

Except you.

I chose the blue one.

Oh, good. Now, let's go through this new care plan -

make sure you're totally behind it.

What if I'm not?

Well, then, it's goodbye Lexi, innit?

Do you know what? You could have at least asked me what I thought.

You know, all I need for you to do is look happy

and show social services you're right behind me.

Right, well, I want Pops here.

-He's away working, you know that.

-So get him back.

He's on a job.

Well, I'd be a lot happier if he was here.

-It's not possible. You got me, haven't you? That's all you need.

-IRON HISSES

-Have a look. Look.

-What?

Oh, no, no! See? Look, I can't even iron a poxy shirt!

Lola, just relax, will you?

I can't have you like this when they turn up. I need you at your best.

Yeah, well, they know who you are, Phil, and they know all the stuff you've done!

SHE SIGHS

What sort of person would do this? It's evil.

Shall I call the RSPCA?

Not funny, Mum. Dad loved him.

Abi, it's not real.

Right, well, I'm all reindeered out,

-so shall we go get a coffee, yeah?

-Yeah, yeah.

It's got to be a quick one, though,

cos Tyler's taking me shopping for my birthday.

He says I've got to pick ten things I want - for Christmas as well -

and then he's going to choose five of them.

-Hmm. Ain't love grand?

-Yeah.

Suppose we could always just hang a wreath on the door.

A wreath?!

A Christmas wreath.

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

Oh, Abi, Abi.

Don't be silly.

These results, they're going to be...

good. They're going to be good.

Don't worry. Why wouldn't they be, eh?

It's Christmas.

The thing is, Tyler will probably end up buying all ten.

Oh, lucky you.

Not my fault I've got a great fella, is it?

Yeah, well, maybe you should go on double dates with Lucy and Joey, then.

The way you said that, it sounded like they're a couple.

Didn't you know?

Lucy hates Joey.

Well, hate must be very, very close to love, then,

-because you should've seen them Friday night.

-I don't get that girl.

Yeah. He obviously does.

I've called Europe.

Were they in?

Just you wait.

Europe?

He thinks I'm selling oversized fruit.

You'd think living on the streets would have mellowed him out.

Listen, you silly little man,

-you cannot go round threatening my friend.

-What you doing?

-I'm giving him what for.

-This is my battle, thank you.

-Well, I can have my say.

-No way.

Zee, this is my one.

Just leave it.

Loser.

Creep.

-Alfie! Oh, you haven't put the chairs down or anything.

-Jean, Jean,

I'm going to be on the stall today.

At least, that's where I'm supposed to be, all right?

-Oh. So who's going to run the pub?

-You're going to be Kat today.

-Oh, no, it's going to be too busy!

-Jean, Jean... HE SIGHS

Sweetheart, Mo'll chip in, and I'll check from time to time, OK?

-SHE GROANS

-Oh, Alfie...

What?

-Maybe Kat asked Charlie for the money.

-Hey?

Well, earlier you were asking about presents and things.

Oh, Charlie! Of course, Charlie. Duh.

Yeah, he would, wouldn't he?

Jean, you're a genius, sweetheart! SHE LAUGHS

Of course she'd ask him. Wasn't thinking, was I?

No, you weren't.

-The social been round yet?

-Later.

Do you know what you're going to say?

Phil's been rehearsing me.

-And?

-And all I've got to do is sit there, smile,

keep quiet and nod my head.

So he's calling all the shots and you're just going to do as you're told?

For now.

For ever, Lola.

Billy's already been muscled out. Who do you think is going to be next?

FRONT DOOR SHUTS

-DOOR OPENS

-Just leave it there.

Cora!

Oh, hiya.

-You went for the job, then?

-Yeah.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, it's good, thanks, Jean.

Don't mind me - miles away.

It's just, um...

Have you seen what it's like out there?

CORA GROANS

-So what do you think?

-Should have brought my overalls.

Thought it might send a message - you know, brightening the place up,

making it a proper family home.

Well, can't do any harm.

Yeah. Now all I need to do is stop Lola tripping over her chin

and start looking positive.

Do you not like the pattern?

We should go get Lola.

She's already here. She's putting out biscuits for the meeting. She's in the kitchen.

Well, let's work on putting a smile on her face, then.

You OK?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Lola!

Lola!

Oh.

-It's going to have to be next week.

-But you promised.

I know, I know, I'm sorry.

But we're manic getting the stall restocked before this German market opens.

So it's not all love and roses, then, is it?

When's AJ getting back from Manchester?

In a couple of weeks? I don't know. Why?

Because I miss harassing him.

-You can call him if you like, if it's that bad.

-You just don't get it, do you?

Get what?

When I say that I'm missing AJ, I am obviously missing working.

Oh, right, yeah, of course, yeah, sorry.

I need to do something, Mas.

Like what?

Am I meant to think of everything now?

Any decent husband-to-be would leap up and find me something.

You look tired.

Busy weekend.

Doing?

-Yes?

-One coffee, please.

Everything all right?

-Is it your ribs?

-Eh?

They must be hurting a fair bit.

Yeah. Yeah, it's my ribs.

-She won't have gone far.

-You know, if she blows this for me...

-For herself, you mean.

-I've gone out on a limb for that girl.

The least she can do is respect that.

Look, I'll find her, all right?

OK, you have 11 players against 11 players.

-It's not about... You know, you slide somebody in there...

-Oh, oh, oh.

-Oh, hello, it's the dream team.

Oh, listen, bruv, any day now the stock arrives, all right?

-And the war is on.

-Yes!

-Sounds like a little croak in your voice.

-What?

-Are you nervous?

Oh, Tyler, you know, I love a no-hoper!

-I can see all your dreams just falling away one by one.

-Oh, you reckon, do you?

Only it's been scientifically proven handsome geezers sell a lot more than munchkins...

-Oh, did you just call yourself a munchkin, bruv?

-I believe he did!

-Listen, look, I'll show you a proper stall. Come over here.

-Follow the yellow brick road! Go on. Loser!

Alfie, where's that dozy mare Jean got to?

-I thought she was working with you, darling.

-Fat chance.

I've got a lot of cracking Christmas deals that need my attention.

All right, Mo, I'll sort it, OK?

Never let it be said that Alfie Moon keeps Mo away from her dark and dingy world.

Well, you can just call Kat.

No, it's all under control, all right? Kat's with Charlie,

and you know, he's spoiling her.

Spoil her? He's got a chest infection, he's flat broke -

she'll be glad to get away.

What? Hold on, what? You telling me he's brassic?

Well, if you get a Christmas card this year,

it'll only be because he's made it himself.

Standards are dropping round here.

That's me, that is, that reindeer.

MOBILE RINGS

I think he wants you to go back to his place.

Yeah, well, I'll go when I'm ready.

Look, the minute you don't show up

is the minute that Phil gets shoved out the picture.

All these plans will turn to dust.

Yeah, it sounds good until you realise that Phil's plan is all I've got.

Why does it have to be like this, Shirley?

Why can't I just have her? She's my baby.

I should be running the pub.

How am I supposed to get through this lot on me own?

Oh, I'm sorry,

but I really must go.

You know what I've always admired about you, Jean?

Your willingness to help a friend in their hour of need.

Hi. You all right, B?

Oh, yeah, wonderful, I love being sent out for coffees(!)

Come on, sweetheart, you can't be grumpy at Christmas, eh?

We've got magic on its way.

Something Walford's never seen before.

Magic? Couldn't magic me up a proper tree and some presents, could you?

My tips don't stretch to a turkey leg.

Anyway...

-you don't look too happy yourself, Alfie.

-Nah, I'm all right.

Yes, Alfie?

HE SIGHS

No, I'm all right. Thanks.

-What, do I have something on my face?

-What?

You keep staring at me.

Hmm. Yeah, I'm just sitting here wondering how can you be such a mug.

Anything else to compliment me about?

I'm really trying not to say anything, but come on, Joey?

Seriously?

-Yeah, well, he's...

-It's wrong, Lucy.

-Who asked you?

-Friends don't need to be asked.

-Yeah, and friends also know when to butt out.

-I think you should let it go.

So you're living my life now?

He's not right for you.

He's not.

Listen, Lauren...

What?

Nothing.

# We wish you a merry Christmas

# We wish you a merry Christmas

# We wish you a merry Christmas

# And a happy new year... #

-Hello, mate.

-All right, mate? I'll be back in five.

No, no, it's not that. It's...er... This is from your shop, right?

-What of it?

-OK, well, listen, I know it cost a package but...

do you remember selling it?

-Oh, that's for me to know, innit?

-Please, help me out here.

Do you remember a girl - 30-something, gobby, dyed-black hair?

Mate, look, I can't discuss business like this.

Listen, mate, please just try and think about it, all right?

Who bought this from your shop? I just need to know.

It's policy. We don't reveal customer purchases.

What do you want? Listen, I'll pay you. What do you want? 10, 20 quid?

Why is it so important?

It just is, all right? Will you...? I need to... I need to know.

Kids, can you shut up, please?!

-Nice(!) They're only trying to earn a few pennies!

-I know, I know. I...

DOOR RATTLES

Nan?

SHIRLEY DIALS NUMBER ON MOBILE

Er... Lola's had to pop out for a bit.

One of her friends has had a family crisis or something.

She's like that, you know. She's always helping out, trying to...

trying to do good.

Can you call her? Only she needs to be here.

Yeah. Yeah. Course I can.

Sorry. Be right back.

-See you soon.

-Do you know what? You got lovely hands, you should be a hand model.

Hiya. All right, B?

Can I have a word?

Hiya. Erm...

I've had a brainwave, OK? Quiz question.

Who ran to the top of a hill with a load of kids and started singing?

-Erm...

-Oh, erm... Mary Poppins!

-No.

-No, the other one.

Oh, yeah, um... "The hills are alive." That... What's...?

-Are you all right, Alfie? Do you want to sit down?

-No, no, I'm good.

I want you to open the bag.

-What's in it?

-It's money.

Well, it's as good as. What's in the bag will help you get your tree and baubles.

Oh, Alfie, I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say nothing, B.

But you're going to have a good Christmas, all right?

-You come up with another plan?

-I wish.

Why don't you get yourself over there, then?

Because it's just too much to handle.

I mean, the best thing I can do is also the worst thing.

Did you do this?

Yeah. Not long after Lexi was born.

You forget, don't you, how tiny they are.

Maybe that's the best thing I can do -

forget. That sounds like a plan.

You see this swing here?

Yeah.

It's just a swing.

It just sits here.

And mums, they come along and plonk their kids on it.

So?

All mums do it.

It's part of the package.

Taking them to the swings.

Buying them an ice cream.

Reading a bedtime story.

There's loads of things in that package...

..and most of them I didn't do.

Couldn't be bothered.

And do you know what...?

This is a big "do you know what".

..I wish that I had.

Cos I might be a different person.

Now I...I walk about half-empty.

Because all those things I missed out on I can't get back.

So that's me, is it? You in 30 years?

-That depends.

-On?

You.

Sometimes when you want things in life, you have to pay a price.

A high price - way too high - but you pay them anyway.

And you do this Phil's way...

..he's going to own you.

He's going to own both of you.

He can try.

That's better, bit of fighting talk.

But I've had to fight. I've had to fight my whole life.

Then get yourself over there.

The sooner he sees you're not a pushover, the better.

I'm not saying this ain't going to be a fight and a half...

and I'm not saying you're going to win.

But do you know what?

It's about time somebody else did.

So, Ian, Europe got back to you yet?

Zee, my war.

Sorry, did you say something?

It's just I'm busy counting my takings here, you know.

-Haven't got a calculator, have you?

-Oh, Zee, look at that.

He's still learning to count with his fingers.

Right, get ready to get busy.

I've put your name down for all of these.

Well?

This is...this is all volunteer work!

Yeah, well, you can still harass them.

-This is the best you could do?

-I spent ages on the internet!

Oh, this is not what I was hoping for, Masood.

Oh, it's an e-mail from Shabnam.

Yeah, I forgot, your mate Rabiah wants her daughter Ayesha

to come and stay here for a while.

-Why?

-I don't know, she said she'd tell you all that when she calls.

I thought we could put her up in AJ's room.

Oh! You've already agreed to this, haven't you?

They've said they wanted to arrange some suitors for her down here.

Oh, did you hear that?

Rabiah wants my help.

Do you know what that means, Denise?

No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me.

Yes, it means that my social standing is currently sky-high.

People are asking for my help.

Zainab Masood is right back up where she belongs.

-The new care plan is going to work just as well as the old one.

-Can you elaborate, Mr Mitchell?

Well, I know me and Sharon ain't together any more,

but in a funny kind of way that's going to help me getting to see Lexi more.

No offence.

Sharon, I said no offence.

Oh, none taken.

And... Well, and me and Lola, we're on the same page.

When it comes to bringing up kids, I mean, a child,

we're both really determined to make this a good and happy home, you know?

In fact, you wouldn't find a better one anywhere.

I've been a father before, and, well, I've loved every minute.

It won't be any different bringing up Lexi.

Back door was open. And I'm sorry -

I had a few things to work out.

But I'm ready to have my say now.

-< Yeah, cheers, mate.

-CAR DOOR SLAMS

CAR DRIVES AWAY

Well, this meeting's been driving me mad.

Because, deep down...

..I know I'm not good enough.

Lola?

She...she don't mean that.

But that just means I know what I have to do to prove myself to you.

And I will. I swear.

I swear I'll be the best mum for Lexi.

Oh, Abi, I'm busy, I'm meant to be at work.

See, Mum? Look.

What on earth are you doing in here?

Earning a living.

You two need to talk.

-I've got work to do.

-Me too.

-What?

-Mum's terrified about Thursday.

What's happening Thursday?

She's getting her results!

Well, go after her, then.

I would...

but I'm a bit busy in here.

You're happy with the new care plan?

Yeah.

And you want Lexi back?

Of course I do.

What do you think you need to do to help make that happen?

Well, first I need to start by being a proper mum.

And learn from all my mistakes, obviously.

But that's where Phil comes in.

He's a dad, and he's a really good dad

and he'll help me.

Right, Mr Moon, no peeking...

-cos in here is your pressie.

-Right.

But I might give you something later...

cos I've missed you.

SHE WHISPERS

-Where did you learn to speak like that, eh?

-I pick things up.

Kat, sadly, no can do, not tonight. I've got to work through the night.

Get the Christmas market ready for tomorrow.

-Fat Boy can help the boys.

-I know, but I said I'd help too.

All right.

-# Away in a manger... #

-BOYS RELUCTANTLY JOIN IN

# No crib for a bed... #

Boys!

# ..The little Lord Jesus

# Lay down his sweet head. #

-Whitney's laughing.

-I'm not. I'm not.

-Please, Mum, I'll do anything.

-I'll get more shifts at McKlunky's after school.

-We look like girls.

-No, you don't, you look like angels.

-Concentrate, boys!

I need you out there on the street,

breaking hearts and making big money. Ready?

-# The stars in the bright sky... #

-BOYS RELUCTANTLY JOIN IN

# ..Look down where he lay... #

All right?

Am I a cow?

Moo.

Sorry, I didn't mean to be.

It's none of my business what you do, is it?

Yeah, well, I ain't doing nothing, anyway.

Joey doesn't want me.

I was there on a plate, but truth is, he loves someone else.

< Dad!

It's working!

It was lovely to meet you.

Don't ever do that to me again. Running off like that -

-what do you think you're playing at?

-Never mind that.

Well, I do mind, cos we only just about scraped through that meeting.

All you need to remember is she's my daughter, Phil.

And if she comes to live with you, she comes on my terms, all right?

No, I mean it, Phil.

I'm her mum and I always will be.

I thought you had a stall to sort out.

Yeah, I'm going back there soon.

Kat, listen, about the pawn ticket...

What pawn ticket?

You know, the one that was on the notice board.

Well, it's gone.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Yeah, you do - the pawn ticket, the ring.

Where did it go?

Oh, yeah! Yeah, sorry, I binned it.

It's not like we can afford it, anyway.

That means you'll never see it again.

Maybe I don't care.

-I know, but I thought that you...

-We don't need it.

No?

-Man in the moon...

-Yes.

..that's all I need.

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