27/09/2013 EastEnders

You going to invite me in?

Or do you want me standing on the doorstep all night?

Oh, the motor? Nothing special.

Well, this is nice, ain't it?

What are you doing here? I can't stop, Carol.

I'm just passing through. Thought I'd pop in, see the family.

Problem?

You...you can't come here.

Eh? You can't.

Well, I'm here, ain't I? Can't pretend I'm not.

Everything OK?

Er, yeah. Yeah, just an unexpected visitor.

Hi. I'm Masood.

This is David.

Yeah, I recognise him. From the funeral. Eh?

Pat. We were there, my wife and I. A very sad day.

Lovely lady, your mother.

Yeah. Quite. So...

We're having dinner.

And your wife?

We're not together any more.

Right.

Ooh, cosy.

Very cosy.

A quiet night in?

What are you doing here?

Like I said, just popped round. See the family. See my daughter.

Our daughter. Is she in?

No.

What time are you expecting her back?

She's away at the moment. Really? Where?

Does it matter?

Well, I've come all this way to see her, Carol.

Like I said, she's not here.

So where is she?

What do you want?

I want to see Bianca.

Well, she's not here, so you can't see her.

I'm getting a little bit of attitude off you, Carol.

A little bit of aggression. Wouldn't you say, Mahood?

Masood. It's not really helping the atmosphere, is it?

I really wouldn't know, sorry.

No? Not sensitive to atmosphere, then?

We're trying to have a quiet, romantic night in.

You know, perhaps it would be better if you rang next time, give us a little bit of warning.

We could plan a welcoming committee. Presumably that's what you'd like?

I'd like to see my daughter.

I have got a present for her.

Then you can leave it with me.

No. It's valuable, Carol.

I want to put it in her hand personally.

Carol's very trustworthy, you know.

She's the most honest person that I know.

Oh, yeah, she's honest, all right.

When it suits her.

What's that mean? Mean? Nothing.

You're the salt of the earth, Carol.

You say what you mean, you mean what you say,

except when it comes to little things,

like telling me I had a daughter.

Easy mistake to make, I suppose. You just forget to mention it.

Next thing you know, 18 years have flown by.

Do you mind?

Yes, I do, actually.

It's my mother's. No-one's touched it since, by the looks of it.

She always was partial to a little brandy.

Do you know, when I was a kid,

I used to think all mothers smelt like this.

Cheers, Mum.

Do you want one?

I don't drink.

No? Teetotal, are you?

It's against my beliefs.

Have you managed to convert Carol?

I'm sorry?

To your beliefs. Must be tricky, mustn't it?

Going out with someone who's from such a different background.

You are going out, aren't you? "Dating"?

We are in a relationship, yeah. It's none of your business.

No, no. Course it's not.

What am I like?

I've got no finesse, have I?

Just barge in here, demanding this and that. What am I thinking?

I'll tell you what, though, Carol,

this place - it don't half feel like home.

Yeah, well, don't get comfortable. You're not staying long.

Ooh!

Needed that, did you?

Listen, why don't you go, Mas? I can deal with this.

This? You.

Yeah. Good idea.

Go on. Shuffle along.

I don't think so.

I'll tell you what -

why don't I pop up, see the kids,

then maybe when I come down, you'll remember where Bianca is.

She's not here. David... What? Bianca's away, she's on a course.

She's not going to be back for a few weeks,

so either take your present or you leave it with me - your choice.

Where's the course? I'm not telling you.

Why not? Because she's happy.

She's having a good time, focusing on herself for once.

I'm not having you turning up, ruining everything for her.

Is that what I do, Carol? Just turn up and ruin things?

What do you think?

I think I'll see the kids now.

No, you will not see the kids.

I'm their grandfather. Yeah?

Well, Grandad, if you want to see 'em, make an appointment.

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh, that might be for me, actually.

Is David here?

Sorry to burst in. I wasn't sure what happened to you.

This is Naomi. Carol, Mamood.

Masood. Pleased to meet you.

Likewise, I'm sure.

Carol. All right?

Listen, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm dying for the loo. All right?

Uh...upstairs, third on the left. The kids are asleep.

Or should be, so if you wouldn't mind.

No, I'll tippy toe all the way up.

Thought you should have this. Yeah.

Don't want to leave it in the car, do we?

She seems nice.

Yeah. She likes to take care of herself.

You know, Pilates. I've got no idea what that is.

Yeah, well, soon as she comes down, you're out of here.

Are you not even curious about my life, Carol?

What I've been up to? I don't need to be. I got eyes.

What's that supposed to mean?

She's wearing a wedding ring. So?

What makes you think I'm not the one that's given it to her? Are you?

I think I'll have another brandy, while I'm waiting.

Look, I know I'm not part of this family... No, you're not.

But Carol is obviously very uncomfortable with you here,

especially after last time.

Last time?

When you were here before.

Sorry, you've lost me.

Look, I know you didn't treat her very well,

and now you're back in here, traipsing around like lord of the manor.

This is my mother's house. Janine's, actually.

My mum lived here. That's all her stuff, ain't it?

That's her furniture. That's her bar.

All her pictures on the shelf there. My grandkids are upstairs.

I've got as much right to be here as anyone, so...

don't try and lecture me - don't try and take me on.

You're out of your depth.

Have another one, Carol?

No. And you don't get to talk to him like that.

Why? What're you going to do? Get your brothers round, beat me up?

Get Derek to stamp on my head?

Derek's dead.

So he's not going to do anything to you, is he?

And I don't need him to.

I don't need to be protected by my brothers, by my lover, by anyone.

Cos I can tell you straight to your face, David,

you're not wanted here.

That is a lovely bathroom. Really retro.

It's just old.

Oh, no, I love a family bathroom.

It's got all little toys all round the bath. It's really friendly.

Got a cigarette? I ain't got 'em, have I? They'll be in the car.

Well, go and get me one. You're not stopping!

Let's have a cup of tea, shall we? Quick cup of tea before we get back on the road?

Well, have we got time? Yeah, course we got time.

You can get to know the family better.

Naomi's got a boy of her own. She don't see him much.

He's in property in Spain. That's where we met.

Under a sultry sun. She looks fetching in a bikini.

It's Pilates. And a strict juice regime.

It sounds boring, but actually it really isn't.

Come on, cup of tea, yeah? You're not stopping, David.

No, no, no. I want to hear about Derek and his untimely demise.

We were close, you know, in the old days.

He broke my nose. Punctured my lung, broke four ribs.

I was in hospital for a week.

I didn't even get a visit.

Maybe we should skip the tea, eh? No, we're having a cup of tea, and then we're going.

I want to show you the family album. You've got an album, Carol?

I ain't got no photos any more. Not of anyone. I'd love Nai to see Bianca and the kids.

That's Bianca, my daughter.

She's not here? No. Seems not.

Seems she's away on a course. Very clever girl, my daughter.

Kitchen's this way.

See you in a sec.

What a dump. Shh!

Is this really your family?

Well, like I said, my daughter's away.

She's the one I'd have liked you to meet.

And that Carol, she's your ex?

Teenage sweetheart. Nothing more.

I'm so sorry about this. I didn't know he was going to turn up.

It's all right, don't worry about it.

He just wants to be the big man, stake his claim, I understand.

I think you should go.

Nonsense. I'm fine.

Besides, I haven't seen that "naughty surprise" yet.

It's not that naughty.

No? Now, you're not being coy?

No, I just made the bedroom nice, that was all.

All right, well, I'll tell you what, as soon as they're gone,

I'll let you carry me up the stairs and have your wicked way with me.

All right?

Yeah. I might just take you up on that.

OK. Mugs. Kettle's on.

We just need some milk.

You're being weird.

Hmm?

You're being weird.

Well, it's a strange situation, isn't it? On the run.

Big bag of money. Money that don't belong to you.

What's that?

It's a present for my daughter.

Oh, yeah? What sort of present?

Never you mind. Nothing to do with you.

Give it to me.

How much are you thinking of giving her?

That's between me and her. This is our money.

No. It's money that I earned, Naomi.

It's a parting gift to my little girl.

And I'm going to make sure she gets it.

There's got to be 20 grand in there! So? What's that?

500 quid for every year I've been a crap father to her.

She deserves it. So you think we can afford to just give away that sort of money?

We've got loads. Yeah. A big bag full.

My husband's money.

Well, I always said he was very generous, your old man.

Splashing the cash. Donating his wife to the cause.

I beg your pardon?

OK - milk. Mugs. Make the tea.

Oi, oi! You can make a pot of tea, can't you?

Or are you really that spoilt? I'm not some sort of skivvy!

Where you going?

I want to have a conversation without you bleating in my ear.

With her? With that old frump?

Carol is not a frump.

Well, she looks like one.

What've you got to talk to her about, anyway?

You wouldn't understand. So you just expect me to run away with you, do you,

without you telling me the slightest little thing about your life?

You know everything about my life.

I know what you did last week. Last month.

I know what you like to eat.

I know what you're like in bed. I know nothing else.

Well, maybe that's just the way I like it. I don't.

Well, maybe you picked the wrong man to cheat on your husband with.

You seduced me.

Did I? Mmm. Did I?

Cos I seem to remember that you were lolling over me,

asking me to help you with the button on your blouse.

What was that, a friendly gesture?

You're disgusting.

No, you're disgusting.

Look at you.

Done up to the nines.

What for? What's the point? Who you trying to impress?

You care more about that money than you do about me.

You're using me. And I'm using you.

It's simple as that.

I love you.

Love me? Do you?

Yeah. Of course I do. You're my boy.

You're my lovely boy.

I'm 51.

You don't look it.

You don't feel it.

Very alluring.

Maybe this was a mistake, eh?

Maybe this whole thing was a mistake.

Well, I tell you what - you don't like it, here y'are.

Give Don a call. Eh?

You never know, if you cry enough, he might just take you back.

You don't think I would?

Cos he could be here in five minutes.

I don't think you've got the guts.

David. Please don't be like this.

I've got to speak to Carol.

I've given up everything for you.

I've taken my husband's money, and I've given you everything.

That not enough for you?

Touch of milk. No sugar.

What the hell's that? Nothing. She's just dropped something. Clumsy mare.

Can we talk? No, I've got nothing to say to you.

Have your cup of tea and get out. Carol, please...

What was that noise?

Nothing, sweetheart. Just go back up to bed.

Grandad? Hello, darling.

Is it really you? Yeah. It's me. I've come back to see you.

To see me? And your mum.

Mum isn't here. She's... No, it's fine. Go on.

Just go up to bed, sweetheart.

Grandad's here. I know. Just give him a kiss goodbye.

Let me put her up to bed. No. No, it's fine. I can do it.

I want Grandad. Outvoted. Sorry.

Go on, up you go.

Don't wake up Morgan.

This is a disaster. He's her grandad. She's bound to be thrilled.

What's she doing in there?

Making tea?

Well, can you go and check on her? Move things along.

Carol...

You got grey hair.

Yeah, all right. I got a couple.

Makes me look distinguished.

You need a lot more if you want to look like a proper grandad.

What's a proper grandad like?

Old. Grey. With a walking stick.

You're more like an uncle.

Well, I'm not an uncle.

I'm your grandad.

I'm very proud, I am, of you.

Do you know, you're the spit of your mum when she was your age.

Not that I knew her then, but I've seen photos.

And you are beautiful.

And I got a boyfriend.

Have you? What's his name?

Bobby. Bobby Beale.

Is he nice?

Very nice. And very good-looking.

But his dad won't let us see each other.

Is his dad Ian Beale?

Yeah. He's mean. He's really mean.

Yeah, I know. I know him.

Was he mean to you?

Not exactly, no.

Come on, get back to sleep.

I've been a very bad grandad and I woke you up.

Come on, shift over, that's it. Good girl.

Will I see you in the morning?

No, my darling.

But don't think that when I'm not around,

I don't think about you, cos I do.

Why don't you send me postcards, then?

I will. I'll do that. I'll send you a postcard from Spain.

Is that where you're going? Yep.

This time tomorrow I'll be sipping Martinis by the pool.

Can I come and visit?

I hope so. Maybe...

one day.

We'll see.

Come on, lay down. Night-night, darling.

Please be here in the morning.

I'll see you soon.

Night. Sleep tight.

Checking up on me?

I said good night and switched the light off.

Don't spoil it.

You've had your fun and games. Now just go.

I want a cup of tea. There is no cup of tea.

Just go downstairs and get out of here.

David...

HE SMIRKS

Romantic.

What's the matter? Embarrassed?

Last time I was in this bedroom...

..my mum was lying in that bed, breathing her last.

Now, I can hardly remember her face.

There's a photo downstairs. You can take it with you when you go.

So you and him...

..serious, is it?

I don't care to discuss it.

Are you in love?

Maybe.

She's left her husband for you, hasn't she?

That was her choice, Carol. I didn't make her do anything.

Anyway, she's well out of it. He's no good for her.

He don't appreciate her.

What, like Ian didn't appreciate Cindy?

Like that, is it?

Yeah. Something like that, yeah.

Do you know what drew me to her in the first place?

Know what it was? When I first met her, she reminded me of you.

Of me? No she's nothing like me.

She was dancing in a bar.

Off her face, she was.

She had this look about her.

It reminded me of a night, a long time ago, when I first...met you.

Remember that?

No. No, I don't.

You can't lie to me, Carol. I know you. I know you.

Well, you know what? I don't dance any more. I've not danced in years.

That's a shame because I'd like to see you dance again.

You can't charm me, David.

You know me. I know you. Do you?

Yeah, I know enough.

I know the last time I saw you I was on my knees in the Square,

watching you drive away.

Yeah, and I feel bad about that. That was a mistake.

But you know that, don't you?

Because I wrote and told you exactly how I felt.

It doesn't matter. Well, it matters to me.

It didn't even take me a week, not a day,

to realise that...

..that was the biggest mistake of my life.

Those days after I left, all I could think about was...

looking in that mirror and seeing you, leaving you behind.

I felt sick to my stomach.

Then why did you do it?

Cos it's what I do.

I run away.

Done it all my life.

I really thought it would be different.

I thought I could change, but when it came to it, I couldn't.

I was scared.

Scared? Scared of what? Derek?

No.

No, I was scared of what I'd do to you.

That I'd let you down.

I was scared that we'd...

we'd get ten miles down the road,

I'd panic, leave you in a hotel room,

you'd wake up on your own, knowing I was no good.

So you were trying to save me from a fate worse than death,

is that it?

Yeah. Yeah, I think...I think I was.

You weren't trying to save yourself?

I don't know, Carol. I don't know.

All I know is I ain't had a moment's peace since.

Not a moment.

All I wanted to do was come back here, take you in my arms

and be with you again.

Be with me?

Yeah. Be with you. You and me. Together.

I'm ready now, Carol.

I am.

I know it's taken me 40 years to be ready but...

now I am.

You're incredible. You really are.

You got a married woman downstairs.

She's nothing. She's given up her life for you.

That was her choice. I don't want her.

I want you. Well, you can't have me.

All right? I'm with somebody else now.

You made your choice. You left.

But I wrote to you. I wrote to you again and again.

Begging you to forgive me. Explaining how I felt. Yeah.

You didn't respond. Not one call. Not a letter.

If you wanted me so much

why didn't you just come right back and grab me?

How could I after what happened? How could I?

I needed to know if you'd give me a chance. You could have called.

I would've lost my nerve, Carol, I'd have chickened out.

No, I wrote down on a bit of paper, what I felt,

I put it in an envelope, and I sent it.

That way I couldn't back out.

But you gave me nothing.

You could have at least put me out of my misery. One call. One letter.

One little sentence on a scrap of paper.

I never got any of the letters.

Not then, anyway. Not till after...

After? After what?

After. After Derek died.

Derek? Yeah. He found the letters.

He kept them and he hid them from me.

It was only on the day of the funeral that one of them turned up.

Right. So why didn't you call?

I did.

I did. I just tried the number,

but it didn't exist any more.

But you tried to?

Yeah. I thought I should.

And then...and then I realised it was a mistake, you know?

So I just ripped up the letter and I threw it away.

Why? I didn't want it.

I didn't want it anywhere near me. Why not?

Because I didn't want to be reminded,

tempted...tempted to try and find you.

So you were tempted?

I didn't want to go back there.

Why not?

What did you think would happen?

Tell me, what did you think would happen between us?

I need you to go downstairs. No, no, no, no.

Tell me, Carol. What do you think would happen?

What would always happen. I'd tell you to go away.

You'd get under my skin and, before I knew it,

we'd be back in bed, in love.

I would give you my love

and you would throw it back in my face and leave me.

Leave me broken-hearted, bitter and alone,

that's what would have happened cos that's what always happens.

You wanted to see me. You tried to call me?

It was a mistake.

But you wanted to?

What does it matter? It was months ago. Nearly a year.

I've moved on. It was a...it was a moment's weakness, that's all.

So you took up with him?

Nice. Dependable.

Homely.

See all this. This is for him.

We're not just friends. We're...

We're together in every way.

But you don't love him?

You don't know what I feel. You love me. Oh, no. You love me.

No, I could never love you. Not again.

No, you-you killed that.

What, cos I made a little mistake and I ran away?

No, no, cos you couldn't take a risk.

The risk of something real.

You didn't want to hurt me, you didn't want to let me down.

That is just all lies, David.

Lies to make you feel better about who you are.

Really? And who am I, then Carol?

You? You're a sad damaged little man

incapable of any real feeling.

You're not worthy of my love, David, you never were.

I don't believe you. I don't believe you mean that.

I want you to go and I want you to go now. No, no, no.

Would you just let... Will you just let go of me?!

I love you. I do.

I'm not back here for Bianca, to give her a present.

I'm back here for you. You. Only you. Let go of me. I mean it.

You're trembling.

Don't, I just... Just-just go.

I can't. Please.

I don't want you. Nothing's going to happen.

I swear on my grandchildren's lives. On their sleeping heads.

I don't love you. I never will.

You let people down.

Even your mum. Even your mum at the end.

That was all lies.

You didn't love her, you didn't care about her, you just felt guilty.

That's not true. I think it is.

Well, it's not. That's who I think you are.

Now if you don't mind...

I'm trying to have a quiet night in with my boyfriend.

Tea's up.

Naomi, we're going. No, I want a cup of tea.

We're going. No, let's sit down, have a nice little friendly chat.

I want to hear about your family. Naomi. We're not wanted here.

I'm thirsty and we've got a long journey. So just relax.

What's the matter with you? Nothing. Do you want this tea or not?

DOOR BELL RINGS

What have you done?

Nothing you don't deserve.

Carol, don't... Carol!

Don. Don, I'm really glad you could come.

Where's my money? It's here.

You got anything to say?

There's a spare cup of tea going, if you fancy it?

She's a married woman. We're supposed to be partners.

What's wrong with you?

I don't know, Don. Why don't you ask my ex?

I'm sure between the two of you, you can work it out.

Can you take this outside? I've got kids upstairs.

Don, we don't need him. Where's the rest?

He's got 20 grand on him.

Give it to me.

No, this is mine.

Take it off him.

No, this is my money. It's for my daughter. It's a gift. It's mine!

Don, it's mine!

HE GROANS

Clean him out.

In future, keep your hands out of other people's pockets,

off other men's wives.

Let's go.

You too.

David? Where're you going? David?

Nan?

Go back upstairs. Masood.

Come on you two. Up.

Leo's going to borrow your motor. Hope you don't mind.

Fine. Take it. But leave me that, Don.

It's my money, Don. It's for my daughter.

CAROL: David?

It's for my little girl. What are you doing? Leave him alone!

HE GROANS

You're killing him! Stop it!

Here. I won't leave with you nothing.

Call it severance pay.

ENGINE STARTS

David?

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