17/09/2013 EastEnders

Stupid man...

Jean...

Well, he is, Kat. There's no point in being sentimental...

You did hear that they've cancelled the hot food...

I mean, he knows how I feel about goodbyes, but still...

Ollie marches back in here and insists on saying it anyway.

And you'd told him. You'd already saved me the trouble.

I shouldn't have done that, really.

As if I could move into a bungalow in Brighton,

with or without a garden.

I've got commitments...

That's not the only reason you're staying...

No! No. Like you said - I belong here.

And everything that you said about me was true,

and that wasn't the half of it.

I'm surprised that even that didn't put Ollie off.

No, no... Old maids - that is our future.

Very...very selfish...

Ollie Walters has ruined my schedule...

because now I'm straight over to Ian's, prepping his potatoes.

Oh, don't forget to ring another plumber...and pick up Tommy.

I know... That was my reaction.

Stunned...without the sort of gormless thing you're doing now.

I mean, seriously, did he not hear alarm bells clanking?

No offence, but why would you want to go back to such damaged goods?

I'm shocked.

I think what's most shocking of all is that you didn't know.

I thought sisters told everything to each other.

Ah...maybe the sister thing's a sensitive subject?

MAYBE you are a stirring prat.

You can hardly blame him, because she stole his baby. My baby.

The baby...

And let's be honest, he's not a champion baby maker, is he?

And I would be willing to help out on that score,

if you ever needed my...

-I would intervene. For a small fee, of course.

-Oh, would you?

-Yeah.

Thank you(!) I tell you what, I would have to be blindfolded, hammered,

and so desperate, OK?

That's not a no, though.

Interesting.

Ah, I needed that...

Alfie...

-£3.10, please, mate.

-The morning I've had, honestly.

Lexi has a temperature, yeah? Lola goes off on one cos

she's saying about how the child minder is going to tell

the difference between a Sharon or a Ronnie...

I'm sorry.

It's all right, it's not a problem. Cheers, mate.

-Alfie, have you got two minutes?

-No.

No...

Listen, that's the money for Billy's drink.

Listen, there will be a riot unless I change that barrel, eh?

Call me sensitive, but I'd say that's trouble there...

No, I'd call you Billy. Because that's your name, innit?

Billy.

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah.

Well, I thought you'd forgotten about us.

I'm sorry. I...

I just got held up...

It was my idea, wasn't it?

Yes, it was.

I'm not going to forget, Jack.

I don't get it. Why isn't she at Butcher's Joints?

What's she doing here?

-She is ironing a tablecloth.

-Yes, I can see she's ironing.

Well, someone's got to do it, if you don't like the launderette's creases.

She's been here since I got here this morning, and had three sticky toffee puddings.

And now she's ironing.

Lucy don't do ironing.

Oh, but she does, cos she is. Look.

I expect she got the hang of that doing Bobby's school uniform.

You know, when you left them to it and went la-la...

"La-la"...

I've heard it called a lot worse!

You know, it can be quite therapeutic, you know?

A nice iron, a good bulk peel...

Specially when you've got something on your mind.

La-la...

Oh...

If you're bleeding into the potatoes again,

it's coming out your wages this time.

She might want to talk to you.

I bet she wants to talk to you, ask your advice.

You know, about having to do the rent raises or something.

Jean, don't be ridiculous...

Here, whose rent's Janine raising?

I am not ridiculous!

I... I am lovely!

And kind!

And it is not beyond the bounds of all reason that a girl might

just want her father to just step up and just look after her, is it?!

I've been wanting to say that out loud,

with words in, for absolutely ages...

Look at her, Ian.

Poor Lucy.

I've always done my best. I didn't deliberately go la-la.

Do you honestly think she's here for your sticky toffee?

You're all right, Ian...

..when you're not being hormonal, or bossy, or mean,

or holding a petty grudge over a little bit of fire damage...

And the water sprinklers. You forget how powerful those jets are.

I would probably quite like you even if you didn't pay me.

-"Quite like"?

-Quite possibly.

You can do it, Ian.

Lucy!

-Jean. I'm in charge here!

-If she needs you,

-you be here for her, right now!

-I am here for her!

Cos she was for you, wasn't she?

She did. Picking you up, making you eat...

If it wasn't for them, Ian, you and I would be on the street!

I... I would be in a puddle, in my nightie.

Yes. Exactly...

It's called payback.

Alfie...can I have a word?

Yeah.

I can't stand it.

I can't stand sitting around waiting for people to turn up...

Have you tried calling his mobile?

You should stand on your own two feet, tie your own shoelaces.

I'd have done it for you, but I dropped mine in a bucket...

Fate... Horoscopes...

I've just spent my whole life sitting around waiting

for people to turn up.

Maybe he's just forgot, eh?

Or maybe he's legged it.

Got a better offer.

Make your own choices, Billy.

We'll have another drink.

You all right?

Kirsty.

Can me and Abi have a word, please?

Lauren, are you sure you should be here?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

SHE KNOCKS ON DOOR

Come on...

It's just, we're... We're not kids...

And you and Dad... I'm sure you'll be able to sort it out, anyway.

Yeah. Or not.

Look, what she's trying to say is that we do not need another mum.

What?

Look, no disrespect, but we already have a mum, all right?

One who was actually living with us...

before she rolled up with her wedding ring and pretend baby.

-OK.

-Abi...

What? It's the truth. Kirsty likes the truth.

Abi, I know you're upset...

but moving down to Tanya's now is not...

No...

No. We're not moving.

Can we have our key back, please?

It's too harsh. I mean, what if she ends up homeless?

The world of business is harsh, love.

I know. You're right...

And you don't really know Ava, do you?

Yeah, I know I don't.

Whoa, you want to go steady with that.

There's already a hint of vanilla in there.

Don't want to overpower it.

25%.

A 25% rent increase?... I mean, that's not business, that's just...

greed. I mean, it's really, really unethical.

Lucy, if you want ethics,

go and open up a seal sanctuary in Scotland,

or start producing organically sourced face masks or something.

Love, you are strong, OK? But you're weak...

I don't know whether it's an edge of...empathy or something.

There's no room for a conscience in the business environment, OK?

You just need to read the books. I'll lend you mine.

I tell you what... I've been thinking about this...

How about we give it another go?

You come back and work for me... I mean, with me.

You can be my right-hand woman and I'll guide you.

I'll try and make up for some of your shortfallings.

-I should be tougher.

-You must be tougher.

OK.

Your toffee is too sweet,

your sponge tastes of flour,

and I'd prefer to work for someone successful.

Thanks.

If you had never showed up, then that creep Carl...

My dad would never have done anything so stupid...

-He didn't cut the brakes, Abi.

-I didn't ask him to.

My family would still be together!

Fine! Fine! Whatever.

Have the keys!

Stick your keys, Abigail.

It's just... We're both...

Worried? Yeah, well, just join the club, yeah?

I'm sorry.

Yeah...

Me an' all.

Listen, I'll just take Kirsty's bags back...

even if it's just for a little while, yeah?

I've got an essay.

Look, I'm not trying to replace your mum.

Besides, I'm way too young to be your mum.

-Right, it's the next left.

-What?

Alfie, will you put your foot down?!

Ollie goes to Brighton at half three!

-I hope you know what you're doing.

-Queens Road!

-Patrick said Queens Road!

-Yes, I know he said Queens Road.

It was back there! Back there!

Kat, there is no point you telling me

"next left" after we've done the left!

Urgh. OK, don't worry, all right? Don't panic, OK?

-Do you reckon Jean really loves Ollie?

-Yeah, I do.

And I think he really loves her.

Soul mates, eh?

It's in the stars.

Or whichever paper she's reading her horoscope in.

THEY LAUGH

SHE LAUGHS

Whoa! Why don't you sit down here, eh?

-Mate, is she all right?

-Coffee wouldn't go amiss.

-Right.

-Yeah, coffee.

At my house.

Yeah, yeah... That's a great idea... It's just...

he's a bit of a big old lump, ain't he, your Sam?

Oh, come and have a coffee with me at my house, Billy!

It's just, I'm kind of fond of the way I look at the moment, you know?

Oh, look, he's here now!

I never touched her, mate, or her coffee.

So, you're here?

Do you know what I thought, Sam?

I thought you'd gone.

And that is NOT me being paranoid!

That's me talking from experience!

What, you couldn't phone me?

You couldn't even just send me a text.

Shut up!

I beg your pardon?

Why...? What's happening?

Sam?

Sit down.

I got something to tell you.

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh, no! No, no, no! Stop!

-He's gone!

-What?

It's too late. He's gone.

Oh, just get back in the car, yeah?

-What is it?

-What?

You've got no petrol, have you? You didn't get any petrol!

Kat, I do have enough petrol!

I've got enough petrol to get us home.

I ain't got enough petrol to get to Brighton,

cos I wasn't banking on a day trip, was I?

Kat, sweetheart, if it's meant to be, it's meant to be, OK?

Just keep your syrup on...

I can't believe he's gone.

Her one chance and I've blown it.

Jean does not want to be a single old maid.

I know that, Alfie.

Why?

Why do I only realise when it's too late?

Come on, let's go.

Alfie?

Rock roses...

They don't just grow well by the sea, you know.

I had a look online.

You're going to Brighton at half past three.

Well, actually...

..no, I'm not.

In fact, I'm going to call the van and tell them to turn around...

when they get there.

I don't want to be responsible for illegal

use of a mobile on a motorway, do I?

Why not?

What, the mobile?

No. Not going to Brighton?

Well, if you're not there, I'm not sure I'd like it.

You see, I think Kat was right, Jean.

I'm scared.

I'm not scared about...

I'm just scared of falling...

Well, I said it once through the ladies' loo door,

but I don't think I did it very well.

I love you, Jean.

A lot.

You can't stay in Walford because of me.

Not for me!

Give up a bungalow by the sea?

All those gardening opportunities?

A water butt?

-Yes, I can. Why not?

-Because I won't let you!

Because it's a fantastic opportunity,

and because...

..I love you back.

I have told you, we don't need security.

A few months inside for stealing a baby don't make you untouchable, Ronnie.

Yeah, but maybe who I know makes me untouchable.

Look, I'm not scared of you.

There is nothing that you can do that makes me scared of you.

HE BANGS TABLE LOUDLY

Do you want to hit me?

Do you want to hit me?! Go on, then, hit me!

I told you, my answer is no.

You flinched.

-Alfie, listen...

-Rox, is it important?

Cos, if it's not important, I'm just a bit busy now, sweetheart. Sorry.

-Look at me. Look, you're right.

-JEAN CRIES

You are. It's all right.

Jean!

Alfie said he'll drive you.

Yeah, I don't mind, sweetheart, we can take my car.

-Unless you change your mind. You're quite welcome to change it.

-Alfie!

Hey, you know...Walford's a cracking place

and we're really going to miss you round here, darling.

-Oh...

-I can't have you two in the same car together.

What, with your soppy heart and your skill with a petrol pump,

we'll never get off the Square.

-THEY LAUGH

-Thank you very much. Nice one.

-Clean knickers in here, sweetheart?

-Do you mind?!

Sorry! See you downstairs! Don't be long.

Right, I've put your nightie in here...

and everything else I could remember.

And if I've forgotten anything, I can always bring it down because me

-and Tommy expect an invite.

-Oh, yes! Come now!

I mean it, Kat. You could come now.

It's going to be ages before we're properly shipshape,

and the garden's a complete mess of weeds, according to Ollie,

and we're going to have to start everything from scratch...

SHE TAKES NERVOUS DEEP BREATHS

Kat... Oh, Kat, I don't think I can do this...

I don't think I can do this...

I don't think I can do...

Yes, you can. You can.

You take no notice of Alfie.

Come here.

Look.

Remember that poor little lady that couldn't eat right or sleep?

Had all her windows boarded up and people shouting at her?

Can you see her now?

But we both know that she's still in there, don't we?

And we both know that that's all part of what makes us.

Now look at you. You've got friends...

and a place you can always come back to...

and a man that really, really loves you.

And you've got a future, by the seaside!

With a garden!

THEY LAUGH

I wouldn't have believed it, would I?

I wouldn't have been able if it wasn't for Stacey...

and you.

You can cope, Jean. You've been coping for years.

And you're brave. You're properly brave.

There's a lot of people with mental health issues, Jean.

I know, because I heard it on the radio.

Yeah, well, that radio station's depressing.

You don't owe me your happiness.

We help each other.

We're family.

Thank you.

You just think about that garden.

-What about you, Kat?

-Me?! I'm all right!

And when that day comes when I need glasses,

I'll just go out and buy myself a nice piece of string.

THEY LAUGH

THEY CRY

Ron?

Are you OK?

Yeah. Yeah, are you OK?

No.

Neither am I.

Ronnie....

THEY CRY

THEY LAUGH

Promise me that if Stacey or...

If either of them ever call here...

I'll send them your address, yeah?

It's happening really fast, isn't it?

I think that's a good thing, though.

Yeah. Go quickly, not look back, cos I could change my mind.

Oh, I really could change my mind.

I once took three days to pull off a plaster.

Listen, Ollie, no offence, but you are financially secure...

No skeletons in the cupboard or, you know, or weird fetishes?

Well...

I might have to get the lawn mower on HP.

THEY LAUGH

Listen, mate, listen...

She means a lot to us, you know that, and

if you're ever stuck, we're only a phone call away.

Or, you know, an hour away, unless it's bank holiday

weather like this, then it's going to be six hours away!

Seriously, though, will you take care of her, yeah?

-Don't you worry, I'll take care of her.

-Nice one.

Right, then, here we go.

Come on, madam.

Take care, all right?

I'm going to miss you, OK? Be good.

I think it probably was written in the stars -

me and Ollie - all along, don't you think?

Kat... It's just a feeling...

What?

I wouldn't give up just yet on your man in the moon.

Stop!

Bye-bye, Walford!

-OLLIE:

-Jean, sit down!

-OK.

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