28/01/2013 EastEnders

Take one more step, and it'll be your last.

-Just want to see Tanya.

-Over my dead body. She's doing fine without you.

Is that right?

Never better.

Are those Dad's? No, no, you can't just chuck them.

-Apparently she can.

-Mr Max Branning doesn't live here any more.

Sooner people realise that, the better.

Beer cans thrown in a Muslim garden.

Some people might call that a hate crime.

But no, your niece calls it a party!

And those hoodlum friends of hers, they broke our front gate.

-I'll have words with Lauren, don't worry.

-Yeah.

-So...

any word from Mr Double M?

-Minute Mart.

-Oh, yes, they'll be letting the successful candidate

know at some point today.

-Hey, where's mine?

-Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot...

-It must be that short term memory loss of mine.

-Hey, Zee...

Could be worse, you could have Janine as a landlord,

then you wouldn't get your gate fixed for over a year.

-At least the council will sort it out for you.

-The council?

You ARE a council tenant, aren't you?

HE MOUTHS

How am I supposed to get Tanya back if I can't even talk to her?

It's that Cora. I tell you, she's out of order.

Maybe you need to try cooling down a little bit, eh?

Nah, I've had enough of this. I AM going to speak to her today.

-MOBILE BEEPS

-Our guest not staying for breakfast, I take it?

-Caffeine?

What, you got a problem?

-Mum!

-Yeah.

Listen, you don't mind if Jack takes you to school this morning, do you?

-It's assembly!

-I know darling, but I've got to go and see Lexi,

she's not very well.

-What?

-Phil wants to play granddad, let him just get on with it, yeah?

Look, she's my responsibility too. I can't just leave her.

Now don't forget, you keep away from that Morgan, darling. See you later.

Boys together, eh?

OK?

-Look at this, Mum. Billy Joel.

-SHE LAUGHS

An Innocent Man?

Definitely not Max's.

-I'll help you sort through these.

-Shouldn't you be at the launderette?

Nah, I got ages until my next shift.

That woman!

-Carol Jackson looking down her nose at us!

-I'm sure she wasn't, Zee.

We'll show them.

-We'll spruce this place up a little, just in time for spring.

-OK.

I'll fix the gate, we don't need to splash out.

-When I'm Regional Manager, you want people to think we live in a council house?

-Let's wait and see, Zee.

SHE SIGHS Have a little faith, Masood.

Regional Manager. It has got a ring to it.

Be nice to make something of myself, actually. I've waited long enough.

-You've got absolutely nothing to worry about.

-You reckon?

-Yeah.

You virtually run this place single-handed.

-Who else are they going to give the job to?

-Zainab.

-I thought you was off work today?

-I couldn't keep away!

-I don't suppose you've heard anything yet?

-No. You?

-Arthritis, that'll be the first sign.

-How old are you?

Blatantly, not as old as you, Denise.

That was a nice touch this morning,

the stairlift brochure on my dressing table.

Listen, you gotta plan ahead, innit. Why walk when you can glide?

Be like Alton Towers without the queues. And at your age...

It's my birthday tomorrow and my sister thinks

-that I am past it.

-SHE LAUGHS

-I wouldn't say past it... exactly.

-How old you going to be?

-Older than Little Mix, younger than Moses.

-Er, excuse me?

-You can take this with you!

-Are you having a senior moment, have you forgotten the agreement already?

When I allowed you to move back in with me, after you lipsed up my man,

-you agreed to do the B&B laundry.

-What did your last slave die of?

Poking his nose in an unauthorised area - AKA my business.

PHONE RINGS

I've got it. Denise, Denise!

Don't look so worried. You got every right to see her before she goes.

Phil ain't going to kick off, is he? Look, here she is. Come on.

-I can't.

-You ain't going to see her for a few weeks.

-You gotta say goodbye to her properly, ain't ya?

-I'm always saying goodbye!

Every time it just gets harder and I hate it!

Nah, I can't do it again. Please.

But I thought you wanted to see her. Come on, Lo, you can do this.

No, I can't. I'm sorry.

-Teething gel. It's a godsend.

-That's going to help me pack an' all, is it?

-Come on, Sharon, do me a favour, take her off me hands for an hour?

-Phil, I've got a business to run.

-Yours, in case you've forgotten.

-Well anyway, listen. Thanks for sticking around lately to help out.

Despite everything.

I haven't forgotten how you spoke to me after the engagement party.

Yes, I know. But I was angry, all right?

Suppose that's your way of an apology, is it? Don't change, do you?

-You going to come say goodbye before we go?

-Yeah, course.

-Cheers.

Teething, eh?

-I remember what that was like with William and Janet.

-What do you want, Billy?

I was thinking - maybe me and Lo could have her at lunch time?

You know, give you time to sort things out, wouldn't it?

-Lola's desperate to see her.

-Is she now?

-I know we're not supposed to have her on our own.

-No, you're not.

If social services find out, who's going to get it in the neck, eh?

We're not going to say nothing, are we? I swear on Lexi's life.

Look, Phil, you're not going to get much done if she's teething.

-Two o'clock, then we're leaving. OK?

-So we can have her?

An hour, Billy, that's all.

-And listen, don't let her mess up again, will you?

-Yeah, yeah, course.

Come on, darling. There we go.

You're lucky that she didn't call the police.

It weren't all down to me.

You know, this is very, very disappointing news.

Why is it they said you didn't get the job again?

Hmmm?

Just look on the bright side.

It's not like you've lost a job, it's like you've gained a new boss!

And I won't be a tyrant. Hehe! Nothing will change.

Except, of course, that I'll be in charge. Oh! SHE TUTS

Zee, come on.

You are allowed to smile. I know how much this job means to you.

-And...I'm happy if you get it.

-It would be good to be respected again.

Yes, well, those shelves won't stack themselves now, will they?

Well done! That's what I like to hear.

I'll stay behind and do some blue sky thinking,

-about our sales strategy. Just in case.

-You do that.

I tried to stop her.

You should get one of those mail redirection thingies.

-Tell your nan I ain't moved out, will you? That's still my house.

-Come on.

-You seen Tanya yet?

-No.

Can't get past the talking Rottweiler, can I?

-Now she's moved in, I ain't got a chance.

-Cora does the afternoon shift in the launderette.

She can't be in two places at once.

Same day delivery?

Yes, I'm very, very local. Yes, it's 41 Albert Square.

It's one of the PRIVATELY owned residences. Yes.

Oh, no, we don't rent. SHE GIGGLES

Hmmmm.

Can you stop doing that?

-It's a metric torque wrench.

-Great.

But when you've seen one pointy metal thing...

This, Tamwar, is like the mechanic's lightsabre.

Tam, can you pick up Kamil from the nursery

while I get on with this, please?

More free childcare? Why not? I mean, I've got nothing better to do.

Well, you could stay here and help me fix it, if you like? Huh? Oh, wow.

-This is not for fixing a gate.

-Every man should have one.

-I'm going to just go.

-Does Phil know I'm borrowing these?

What the Dark Lord doesn't see, can't hurt him.

-You want to fix the gate or not?

-PHONE RINGS

If that's him, you haven't seen me, capeesh?

Hello? Oh, hi, Rashid.

Yeah, she's here... Ayesha?

How are you, good? Yeah. Ayesha!

It's your lunch date, right?

Yeah, the family's well.

Thank you very much. (Rashid.)

-Speak to him.

-I can't.

Why not?!

Rashid...

Yeah... Got a bit of a problem. Yeah. Ayesha, she can't

get to the phone because she's...vomit... She's not well.

She's not well. Cancel?

-SHE MOUTHS

-Yeah. Maybe that's a good idea.

Yes, I will, I will pass on your regards.

Nah, don't worry, we'll take care of her. OK. Bye.

-He weren't too happy you not being there.

-I wouldn't want to mollycoddle him now, Jack, would I?!

Dennis gave me these when I dropped him off.

He's been doing some project on family. Thought you might want to see 'em.

All right, Uncle Jack, been giving little Dennis any more boxing lessons lately?

-Bee.

-You've run out of that blue cleaning stuff, by the way.

Surprised you noticed.

I ran my fingers under the basins this morning.

-Well, whatever turns you on.

-They were filthy.

-Could you do them again, please?

-Only if you pay me twice!

You want to be careful, Bianca. I'm one of the few people round

here willing to give you and Kat a chance!

-Been busy, ain't he?

-He's always loved his art.

-Don't you think there's something missing?

-Like what?

-MOBILE RINGS

-Maybe you can take a proper look at them later.

-Yeah, yeah. Hello. Sharon Rickman.

Lola.

-You deaf or something?! I told you I don't want to say goodbye.

-Hey!

Look at her. Lola, look at her.

This ain't just about you, you know.

Lexi needs her mum. She wants to say goodbye, don't she?

How about I get us a couple of hot chocolates, eh?

Hey.

I don't want to say goodbye, so I'm not going to say it.

It's only cos I don't want you to go. You do know that? Come here.

Hello.

Why can't it be just me and you all the time, eh?

We're in the park. Yeah!

An oasis of elegance and calm,

this ornamental addition to the executive home, is both chic and stylish.

I used to have a water feature.

A hot tub is not a water feature, it is

a desperate middle-aged attempt to recapture your lost virility.

-What's the Muslim Mary Portas up to now?!

-Don't worry about her.

-Here you go.

-My birthday's not until tomorrow.

-I thought you could do with cheering up today.

-Oh.

-I thought you were only doing laundry for the B&B?

-Yes, I thought so too.

-I think your sister's taking liberties.

-She is.

But you know what that means, don't you?!

Me and her are getting back to normal!

You still here?

I ain't leaving till you give us our money.

I've done the basins. Twice, before you ask.

See Dennis is drawing weird pictures?

-Tiff went through that.

-My son is nothing like your kids.

If I were you, I'd get up that school and have a word. Nip it in the bud.

-I think you should go. Now.

-All right, keep your hair on, Sharon.

Explains a lot though, don't it, eh? Why Dennis The Menace belted Morgan.

-I said, get out.

-What about our money?

-I'll post it to you, along with your P45.

-You can't sack me!

And you can't tell me how to bring up my son!

-You fixed the gate?

-Yep.

HE SIGHS

-I don't like lying. To anyone.

-I'm sorry.

He's your rishta, I thought you said you were going to give him a chance.

I tried. But it's no good...I don't know if I want to get married yet.

Not to him, not to anyone.

You were the one who said I should follow my dream.

He's not it.

You need to speak to Zainab.

-No. If Auntie-ji finds out, she'll send us home this time.

-Masood!

You can't say anything.

What's the matter? You're still here?

Rashid had a business meeting to go to,

we were only together a short time.

-How was it?

-Good. We're getting to know each other much better now.

You hear that, Masood? Young love! Rashid didn't see the gate, did he?

-No. No, he didn't.

-Come on then! I've got a surprise for you!

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

-Tan?

-KNOCKING CONTINUES

Tan, you in there?!

Babe, I ain't going anywhere.

I'll stay here all night if I have to. Can we talk, please?

LETTERBOX CLANGS

Up to you - we can talk inside or THE WHOLE SQUARE GETS TO HEAR OUR BUSINESS!

-Like they don't already know.

-Tan, please.

-Can you be careful with that, please?

-A water feature, Zee?

-We can barely afford to pay our water bill!

-What price is our reputation?

We deserve this. And we CAN afford it.

Denise didn't get the job,

-which means it's only a matter of time before I get the call!

-Mr Masood?

How much?!

So that's your big plan, is it?

You going to rip everything out and pretend I never existed?

Is this what you want?

-Tan, I hate being without you. I can't do it.

-And I can't do this...not again.

I know you're angry and you got every right to be, ain't you?

I swear, I've never loved anyone the way I love you.

Can't just lose that, can we? Can't just throw that away.

We got to try, Tan, for the kids, for the family.

I've got nothing left.

-Why don't you come round Jack's later? We'll have the place to ourselves.

-There's no point.

-Just for a few hours to talk everything through. Properly.

-Don't you think we've said enough?

No, I think we've still got stuff we need to say to each other.

Babe, whatever's happened, we still owe each other that, don't we?

Dad?

Abs, just give us a minute, will you, please?

Thought you weren't letting him back in the house?

People say a lot of things they don't mean, don't they?

It's all right, darling.

See you later?

I think you'd better go.

Sharon, we're going. I thought you was going to come and see us off.

-Probably got stuck at the club.

-Come on, I'm supposed to be picking Mum up from Aunt Sal's in half an hour.

Phil, you'll send us some photos and that, won't you?

-Billy, we're only going to Cornwall.

-Look. Take this. She likes that one.

And give my love to Peggy.

At last.

See you, Lex! Bye-bye, darlin'!

See you, Phil.

No. Sharon's already got the hump with me.

-Well, take her out, then.

-No, you take Tanya out.

What you talking about? It ain't that sort of a night, Jack!

It's just gotta be two of us, talking. No-one else there.

Jack, come on, she's coming round in a few hours, I can't back out now!

-You've got some nerve, you have.

-This could be my last chance!

-Where am I going to go, eh?!

-Where am I going to take Sharon?

-Take her wherever you want.

-My shout.

-I don't want your money. Keep your money.

-You really think this is going to work?

-Jack, I ain't got any other option, have I?

-Go on then.

-Sure?

Yes.

-HE LAUGHS

-Cheers, bruv. Love ya.

Tell me Abi got it wrong, and you ain't planning a cosy night with him?

Mum, he just wants to meet to talk.

This is the way it always starts. Him worming his way back in again.

He ain't going to worm his way into anything. I won't let him.

-He's the father of my kids.

-You said you was moving on.

-I am.

Look at the place.

You can chuck all his stuff out on the street - cufflinks,

dodgy CDs, odd socks.

But unless you get him out of here, you're never going to be free.

A thousand pounds. How are we supposed to find that?

-I should have discussed it with you, but...

-You KNEW I'd say no!

-We're supposed to be a team?

-We are. I am doing this for us.

-And to show off to the neighbours?

-No, not to... No. We belong here.

OK? We're part of the community.

I just want to show people in Walford that we're not that

same couple who moved here years ago, who didn't know anything...

-I liked that couple. They were fun.

-We still are.

I can't help it, Masood.

-Every time I walk past the Argee Bhajee, all I see is...

-I know...

No. It's always there. It's like this sign that says that we failed.

The Masoods, with their big dreams, they failed.

Once I get the regional manager job,

then we don't have to worry any more. It'll be a fresh start.

-It was meant as a joke.

-Thanks(!)

Oh, come on, I didn't mean it like that!

Tell you what, how about I cook us something nice for tea tonight?

You've only just got rid of me, now you're asking me round for dinner!

What you after? Babysitting? School run? Bit of laundry?

Can't one mate invite another mate round for a celebration meal?

What have I got to celebrate, exactly? NOT getting the regional manager job? Woo-hoo!

Yeah exactly. Lucky escape.

You don't need all that extra responsibility, do ya?

Tell you what, we could celebrate you NOT being 50.

Look, Lucy's out.

I got a lovely bit of haddock - it's on the turn, but it's perfectly

edible but I could do with getting it ate tonight.

You'd be doing me a favour.

Huh! That has to be the worst invitation I've ever heard in my life.

Is that a "yes" then?

He's just feeling a bit jealous of you and Lexi, that's all.

-Feeling a bit pushed out.

-Really?

-I ain't going to let him out of my sight now.

-No,

-that's not what he needs.

-Jack, I don't understand,

one minute I'm accused of mollycoddling him, and the next...

-I'm not paying him enough attention?

-Sharon, he's a boy. All right?

Don't need his mum fussing round him all the time.

-Just needs you to listen to him. That's all.

-Well, I do...don't I?

All right, Dennis? How about you do a picture of the three of us?

Oh, and your burger and curly fries are on the way.

-Were you talking about me?

-No. Well, yeah.

I was just saying how, even though

I've been helping Phil with Lexi, you're still my number one.

My little man. Always.

Someone's made an effort.

All right, Tracey.

-Bottle of white wine, please.

-Sure.

-You the know the stuff Tanya likes?

-Yeah, yeah.

-Cheers.

Hey, you all right?

You nicked my shirt an' all?

Thought this weren't going to be a big night.

Just want everything to be nice for her.

Go back, put a nice bottle of white in the fridge.

-Go round and surprise her. Pick her up like I used to.

-Good luck.

Just want to get my life sorted.

-See ya later.

-See ya later, mate.

-Looks like we might be getting the flat back to ourselves.

-Yeah?

-Is that supposed to be me?

-Yes.

-You're missing a bit there?

Oi, oi, oi! Right, let's draw Jack next shall we?

Hang on a minute...

Is that supposed to be my head? Twice the size of the rest of me.

-Funny that...

-THEY LAUGH

I wish you didn't have to do this, Mum.

-So do I, but I've got to.

-No, you don't.

-She's made her mind up.

We're behind you. Right, girls?

Tamwar, you're the brains of the family.

-These are simple instructions.

-Yeah, simple, if you understood

Svenska or Japanese or Polska...

Anyway, I give up, what is it, some kind of well?

Yes, Tamwar, it's a magic wishing well to conjure your darkest,

deepest desires.

PHONE RINGS

I could try. Dad always said I was good at puzzles.

Hello, Yes, this is she.

Yes, the regional manager, yes.

Oh... OK.

I see...

SHE SIGHS

Yes, yes, I'm still here.

Thank you for letting me know...

DOORBELL RINGS

Pass the salt, Abs.

DOORBELL CONTINUES RINGING

Just leave it, Nan.

-I'm trying to eat my dinner. You're giving me indigestion.

-I ain't come here to see you, have I?

I've come to get Tanya. All right, girls?

Abs, go and get your mum for me, will you, please?

What?

She don't want to see you, she's changed her mind.

-She can tell me herself, can't she? Tan!

-She's not here.

What do you mean, she's not here? Where is she?

She over the Salon or what? Well, where is she?

You had to push her, didn't you? This time you pushed her too far.

-You've lost her for good.

-What you talking about?

-What do you mean, I've lost her for good?

-She's gone, Dad! Mum's gone!

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