21/01/2013 EastEnders

What are you doing in my room?

What's it look like I'm doing? I'm seeing you out of here for good.

You can help if you want. You do in here. I'll start on the bathroom.

You've lost it. You really have.

-This lot? Cheap tat. It's all got to go.

-That is enough!

What is wrong with you?

I know. I know what's been going on.

See this? Do you recognise this, do you?

Yeah, I found it. I found it in Max's pocket.

I'd like you to leave.

Oh, would you? Well, I'm not going anywhere.

You are.

Put that down! >

What do you think you're doing?!

Max said you were the jealous type but this is just sick!

What, you trying to tell me there's nothing been going on, are you?

I ain't touched him!

Well, we had a moment.

Before the funeral. Derek's funeral.

But...I'm sure he's told you about that.

He hasn't?

Why don't you ask him? Ask him straight.

Look him in the eye and watch him lie.

-Why did he have your key in his pocket?

-That's not for me to say.

Oh, what, you too ashamed, are you?

Not 50 yards away from where his children live, from his family home.

I'm asking you, all right? I'm asking you nicely and politely

one final time.

Will you please just sign these papers? Just sign them

and get out of our lives.

And that'd make you happy, would it?

Me signed, heading off, all sorted?

Just do it.

Just do it.

Please.

Fine.

There.

There you go.

That's my final answer. Understand?!

All right, Tan. What you doing?

-Oh, it's her. She's out of control. Twisted.

-Babe?

Forget it.

Forget it. You can have him.

-What did you do to her?

-I didn't do anything.

I came home and found her throwing my stuff out the window.

You must have said something to her, Kirsty. You must have provoked her.

She found my room keys... in your pocket.

-What, you just going to run after her?

-Yeah, I am.

I want to talk to her, all right? She's upset.

Stop kidding yourself. Stop lying to yourself. You want me.

-You don't want her.

-I ain't got time for this.

-You love me. Not her.

-Can you just get out my way, please?

Yeah, I will. Give me a kiss. HE SIGHS

Just a little one. Like you did at the funeral. Remember?

How you didn't feel a thing?

Yeah, well, I didn't, did I?

You are a very bad liar.

What's the matter with you? What's wrong with you?

Look at you. All messed up. What will Tanya think?

What's wrong with you? I don't want you, Kirsty.

I don't want you here.

I didn't quite get that.

Can you come a bit closer?

What, is this close enough? Do you understand me now?

I don't want you, Kirsty. I don't want you ever, ever again.

Max...

Max, don't! Don't go.

I'm sorry. She just came here. She upset me.

That's not my fault! I'm the innocent party!

Evening.

-Wait!

-Kirsty, just get your stuff and pack up.

-Don't leave!

Kirsty, if you ever loved me, just sign those papers.

Please, just let me go.

Can't you take the hint? You're not welcome round here.

What you doing? Having a clear out?

I've just had some skank come in and throw my clothes out the window.

I'm fine, I'll be fine.

-Tan?

-Don't.

-Babe... Honestly, there's nothing going on.

Really? So what was all that, then? What's with the key?

-Just happened to have that on you, did you?

-No. Of course not.

-But, babe, you have, you've got it wrong.

-How? How have I got it wrong, Max?

You had her key in your pocket.

-Mum...

-No, stay out of it, Lauren.

-The key isn't Dad's.

-What?

She gave it to me. Kirsty gave it to me.

What are you talking about?

I went round there last night.

You went round there?

Yeah. I got drunk in the Vic.

After me and you, when we had that little argument and...

Well, Kirsty took me home. She sobered me up.

So why have you got her key?

Cos she thought I might need somewhere to go when things kick off.

Kick off?

With you.

With me? I'm your mother.

What you saying, Lauren, what?

You'd rather talk to her than me? Is that what you're saying?

No, course not. But she... she ain't all bad. That's all.

She's confused about Dad. She seems to really care about him.

-I don't believe I'm hearing this!

-I'm not on her side.

No? So why you going round there, then? Why you talking to her instead of me?

Because you never listen.

-You just have a go.

-Have a go?

I have a go? I have a go?

I have been there right from the start! Everything - with Derek,

Joey, the accident - everything. Who was there caring for you, eh?

Not him. Not him. Certainly not her. Me! Me, your mother.

And don't you let me know about it. All the time.

I have to feel guilty about it all the time.

I am not like Abi, golden girl.

I'm...I'm a disappointment. I am.

-I'm the failure of the family.

-What's going on?

Nothing, babes. Just go in the kitchen, will you, please?

-No, I heard her slagging me off.

-It's not about you.

Your sister, she thinks I'm a rubbish mother.

She thinks I don't listen. She thinks that cow across the Square,

-she thinks she cares more than me!

-Babe, please, please, don't do this.

I'm sorry but that's it. That is it. This whole family is falling apart.

Babe, course it ain't.

Babe, course it ain't.

Tan, there's nothing going on with me and Kirsty. I swear. I swear to you.

SHE SOBS

-All she's done is show a bit of kindness.

-To my daughter!

We've got to stick together, ain't we? We can't let her get to us like this.

Lauren, tell her, will you?

Yeah.

Mum, don't cry.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not. You're not.

I am.

I only didn't come to you cos I thought you'd bite my head off.

She was there and... she felt sorry for me.

And that was it.

Some sort of Angel of Mercy, is she?

Mum, I was drunk. I would have talked to anyone. I'm that pathetic.

I am. I'm...

I'm sorry. It's my fault. It's not Dad's. That key,

-he was just trying to cover for me, weren't you?

-Yeah.

Come on, Mum, please.

You don't understand. You couldn't. I mean, how do you understand?

All of you. What it's like for me, after before.

After everything that happened with Stacey, you don't understand...

-We do. We do.

-Course we do, babe. We all do.

Stop it. You're all sitting there, looking at me....

pitying me.

Where's Oscar?

He's upstairs. Nan's in the kitchen cooking dinner.

I'd forgot about that. That's good, innit?

Takeaways all round, then, innit?

It's not that bad. It looked quite nice.

Babe, come on, just wipe your eyes. Take a minute.

Before you know it, there'll be a pukka meal on the table.

Will there? How?

I'm the only person in this house who can cook.

I got the Indian on speed dial, ain't I?

It can be here in 30 minutes.

We'll...er...

we'll make sure she doesn't burn anything.

Please, please, don't let her get to you.

We're a family, ain't we? We're strong.

We can take anything Kirsty throws at us.

She can always do this, though, can't she?

Whenever she wants.

She can ring, she can knock on the door.

You know, we can be having a really lovely moment, couldn't we?

Having a nice night in, putting our feet up.

lying on the sofa, having a cuddle, and then...

-the doorbell goes, I'm a wreck again.

-She'll see the light, babe. She will.

She'll see the light, she'll sign the papers, it'll all be done.

Is that what she said?

HE SIGHS

No, babe, no. Not exactly. Not in so many words, no.

What did she say?

Nothing.

You're wet.

I just had a go at her, she threw some water at me.

-She threw some water at you?

-She threw a glass of water in my face.

-Did she? Really?

-Yeah.

Babe, can you just stop doing this? Stop looking at me like everything I say is a lie.

I'm telling you the truth. I don't want her. She's history.

Babe, all we've got to do is stick together and shut her out.

She'll lose interest, she'll go away.

You don't believe that for a second, do you?

So what do you want me to do?

Go over there and kill her? Bury her in the gardens?

Be a start.

It's not for me. It's for Nan, and whatever this is.

We're in good shape in here.

Sit down, relax.

I'm going to serve you a lovely meal.

What is it?

Goulash. Kind of. I'm missing some ingredients.

Move out the way. Let me help.

We could do it together.

Yeah. Yeah, we could, Mum.

Let's make the most of your night under this roof.

Tomorrow you're going to be house hunting, yeah?

Maybe another day or two?

Maybe not?

Come on, Mum, we get on so much better

when there's a bit of distance between us, don't we?

I'll be OK at the B&B. Soon as there's a room.

Yeah, well, you can have Kristy's room when she's gone.

When is that, Max?

It'll be soon, babe.

Right, come on, then, let's sort this out.

I'll just watch and learn.

Dad?

Yeah?

-Are you OK?

-Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

It's just all this, innit? You know.

Nothing I can't handle.

Well, I'm going to go to the shop and get some wine.

For the dinner. For you and Mum.

I promise I won't touch a drop.

Thanks. I won't be long.

Lauren...

What happened earlier - don't worry about it.

Weren't your fault, OK? Everything's going to be all right, I promise.

Is it?

Yeah, course.

Babe, once she's out the way, it'll just get back to normal, won't it?

-Yeah. I'll see you in a minute.

-Yeah.

FRONT DOOR SHUTS

SHE SIGHS

MOBILE RINGS

Hi. Yeah, yeah. I'm on my way.

All right. I'll be there in a minute.

Sorry. Patrick let me in.

You frightened me to death.

I thought it was your mum trying to off me.

My mum's at home. Cooking dinner.

Hmm. Course she is. Anyway, I've got to go to work.

I just wanted to talk to you.

You really think that's a good idea?

You think your mum's going to like that, do you?

She don't know that I'm here.

Look...

..I like you. I really do. You're a nice girl.

But I don't need any more trouble for one night.

I'm not here to cause trouble.

I just need to ask you a favour.

Yeah?

Well, go on then, spill.

I know you like him...

I know that you love my dad, but this whole thing,

it's just... It's gone on long enough. And you...

-You can't stay here any more!

-Did she send you here?

This her new way of trying to get rid of me?

No, I told you, she doesn't know.

Then why should I listen to you when I won't even listen to her?

Cos he can't take it.

Him and my mum just keep on arguing.

And you and her, you're tearing each other apart. My whole family!

It's just having a really bad effect.

At least you've got a family. I ain't got no-one!

Only Max.

Why would I let that go?

Cos he's asked you to.

I'm asking you to.

Please, just give it up.

He is never going to leave her.

Honestly, it's just going to get worse and worse

until someone really does gets hurt.

If you love him, OK, if you really do love him,

then you should just do what he says and just go.

Go? Go where?! Where do I go?

-What have I got?

-What have you got here?

Him. This place.

What, a room in a B&B?

That job. People know me now. They like me.

You're a barmaid, hanging around, hoping to get your ex-husband back.

Now, that is pathetic.

I'm sorry, I don't want to be horrible to you, but...

I mean, it is, isn't it?

He wants me.

You'll see.

He still loves me.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm late for work.

-Kirsty, wait, just listen to me.

-I have listened!

Busy night tonight, huh? All these visitors.

Yeah, well, I'm a popular girl.

-About the rent - you're two days behind.

-Well, I'm halfway out through the door now, Patrick.

Just so you know. Tomorrow will be fine. OK?

First thing.

See? That's it. You're just a paying guest. A paying guest.

This ain't your home, and it's never going to be, Kirsty.

Next time you need a shoulder to cry on,

don't come to me, all right? I'm late for work.

Sorry I'm late.

-Barrel needs changing.

-Hiya, Dot.

-Here you go, sweetheart.

-Oh, thank you, Alfie.

You know me, I never touch alcohol, except medicinal,

but I'm still a bag of nerves from me encounter with the council.

-What did they want, then?

-Oh, it weren't me, Alfie. It were that Cora.

I trusted her. I gave her the run of me house,

me whole property, presuming that the rent would be paid.

Well, it weren't. She let me down.

And now the authorities are pursuing me like a common criminal.

-It ain't right, Alfie. It ain't right.

-Dot, let me get that for you.

Oh, well, if you insist, Jack. Very kind of you.

-You're late.

-I've had a lot of hassle.

-Yeah, I can imagine.

What with juggling this job and other women's men.

How many times have I got to say it? He's married to me.

-Well, hopefully not too many more.

-You're wasting your time.

You know that, don't you? Max and Tanya have been together 18 years.

-That's a proper marriage, ain't it?

-Sounds boring.

Well, I think it's lovely.

-OK, let's get going. See you later, Dot.

-See you, Jack.

Bye, Jack. Oh, they make a lovely couple.

They're engaged, you know?

I'm thinking of doing a reading at the wedding.

Course, I ain't been officially asked yet.

Stick another one in there, please, will you?

Here, is everything all right?

Yeah. You?

Yeah. I'm good.

-There you go.

-Cheers. So how's the big love affair going with Branning?

That'll be £2.

Cos if you're still knocking at a closed door, I'm free tomorrow night.

Only tomorrow? I'd have thought your diary would have been pretty clear.

Well, I just wondered if you fancied a curry.

I'm married.

Yeah, I've had a couple of them as well but...

you find they don't mean a lot.

Not to you, maybe.

You got a thing for bald men, have you?

Ignore her. She ain't even got a bloke.

Me? I ain't interested. If you ask me, men are overrated.

Listen, if I was you, I'd stop all this "I'm married" lark.

I've got to go to the toilet.

You've just got to cut your losses.

Sometimes people move on, and there's nothing you can do about it.

-Max ain't like that.

-Ain't he?

What, you just want to be an ex working behind the bar,

hoping that some day he'll walk in and just...he'll change?

It's no fun. Believe me. I've done it.

It just leads to misery and heartache.

Just got to let go, move on.

Yeah, well, I ain't you, am I?

Lovely. Long time since I've had a nice drop of red.

MOBILE RINGS

You're more used to meds aren't you, Mum?

I take what I can get in life, girl.

Looks lovely, yeah.

Isn't this nice? All of us together under one roof.

Family.

Yeah, I'd like to propose a toast.

To Cora, for attempting to cook.

To Tanya...

..for saving the day...

..and to our lovely kids for putting up with such mad parents.

I don't know how you do it.

MOBILE VIBRATES

Anyway, cheers.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

Hello? Can I have a half, please?

Here, look at that.

What I wouldn't give to kip all day and get fed whenever I want.

-She's pretty.

-Pretty? She's gorgeous. That's what she is.

All right? Kirsty, darling, where you going? Whoa.

Hey, where you going? Kirst?

MOBILE VIBRATES

-No, leave it.

-Seconds, Max?

-No, I'm all right, thanks.

-Abi?

-No, thank you.

-Lauren?

All the more for me, then.

KNOCK AT DOOR

That's her, innit?

-I'll go.

-Yeah, I bet you will.

Mum, you don't know that it's her.

It could be. That's enough.

-Ah, Max, I'm afraid I'm the bearer of bad news.

-All right, Dot?

A crime has been committed by one of your family.

-What's that, then?

-That Cora.

-MOBILE VIBRATES

She has put me in a very difficult situation with the council and I want to have words.

It's not really a good time. Could we do this in the morning?

I have a grievance here, Max. A genuine grievance.

Yeah, I'm sure you have, but we're trying to have a bit of dinner, a nice, peaceful family dinner.

-Oh! Well, you know me, I ain't one to stay where I ain't wanted.

-Dot, it's not like that.

And you can tell that lodger of yours

-that I shall be round in the morning to have words. Strong words.

-MOBILE VIBRATES

-Yeah, I will.

-A very good night to you.

-Night, Dot.

What?

I need to talk to you.

-No, I told you.

-'It's serious.'

Either you come to me or I come to you.

Choose.

'You've got a minute.'

Who was it?

Oh, it was only Dot. She wanted to speak to Cora.

She had some gripe about the council or something.

I told her to come back tomorrow.

Why didn't you just let her in?

Well, no, cos she was only going to rant at Cora over the dinner table.

Plus she was drunk, I think she'd had a couple.

I was thinking maybe I should go after her, check she's all right.

-I'll send Mum. She can sort it out.

-No, babe, your mum don't want to talk to her,

not in the state she's in.

Honestly, babe, I'll only be a minute.

Babe, I'm just... I'm going to go and talk to Dot.

Watch me out the window if you don't believe where I'm going.

Yeah, just don't be long.

Won't be a minute.

FRONT DOOR SHUTS

Everything OK?

Mmm-hmm.

FRONT DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

KNOCK AT DOOR

You've got a minute, all right? One minute.

-Sit down.

-No, I don't want to sit down.

I don't want a conversation with you. You tell me what it is, then I can go.

What's this?

The divorce papers.

I've signed.

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