09/12/2013 EastEnders

PATRICK CHUCKLES Hey, what's got into you?

Alfie, what the devil have you done?

-No, no, no!

-Get out of my way!

-No, Phil. You deserved it.

-I what?!

-You deserved it!

You know I'm right, Kat.

You know Janine did it. In your heart, you know.

No, let's be clear.

I want your sister to go to prison for a very, very long time.

Alfie?

Alfie!

-What are you doing?

-Sweetheart, no time to explain. You need to pack a bag for you and Tommy straightaway.

No. I'm not doing anything until you tell me what you're doing!

OK.

As long as you promise not to get mad, all right?

He threw that thing. That thing. Of all things.

You told him to beg!

-Imagine if someone had said that to you!

-Well, I'd kill them. So what?

I don't get you two. It's me that has been dumped here.

We were looking out for you.

Yeah? OK, what you going to do now?

You going to go round there, smash his head in, get sent down?

What we selling the Vic for, to pay your legal fees?

-Well, I ain't letting this go. Do you understand me?

-You started it!

Stop being such a child!

You've done this to stop me and Amy leaving, haven't you?

You think you know what's best for me. Do you?

OK, all right, well, understand this.

You hurt Alfie...and we are gone.

Over to you.

Janine!

Janine, come on, open the door, will ya? Please!

Janine!

Open the door. Please.

-All right!

-Just...hear me out. Please.

Look, this whole thing has been a mistake. OK? I was...

You were just there.

This morning, with Alice, I was trying to get her to plead guilty.

And?

Well, will you let me in?

Those agency chefs, they're not all that. You can't build a business on them.

That's why you need to create a good relationship with Jake.

You can't be friends with employees!

Well, me and Zainab managed.

-Ish.

-But you two weren't...

When you're the boss, sometimes you have to make difficult decisions.

-Be a git, you mean.

-That's a very strong word.

You don't want to have dinner at Jake's because you're frightened

-that you're not going to be able to treat him like dirt at work.

-Precisely!

No.

-Yeah, all right, kind of.

-Oh, Ian, just book the chef. It'll be fun. I promise.

Be grateful. I never get invites.

Just the noodles, please.

Max!

You busy tonight?

Er, no. Don't think I am. Why?

Denise and Ian are coming for dinner. Come. Bring a date.

Seven o'clock! Black tie. No, I'm joking. Smart though, yeah?

-Dexter not back yet?

-Er, no.

-All right, Lauren.

-All right.

I've just been invited round Sadie's for dinner. She said bring a date.

That little black book of yours must be a bit threadbare by now.

Yeah, anyway, I don't fancy going on my own, so...

-What, you need your hand holding?

-No, I'll probably need a translator.

His accent ain't that bad, Dad.

No, it's Sadie, innit? Find her a bit pushy.

Fancy it?

It's not sunny out.

Yeah, well, it's not sunny in here either, is it?

Oh! It's bright in here though, innit?

You'd better have been to work.

Come on, Nan.

Don't tell me you ain't never pulled a straight-through before?

Yeah, the whole window. You can come today?

That's perfect, thank you. Cheers.

You'll stay...if I don't hurt him?

Then I'm going to need something else. You was close to Alfie.

What does he care about more than anything else in the world?

-Phil...

-If you don't want me to break his legs,

I'm gonna need an alternative, ain't I?

What is the one thing that Alfie loves?

Apart from Kat and Tommy?

Do I really need to tell you?

Kat, you can't be serious.

-I'm not running away, I'm not hiding up there.

-But going round there?!

You haven't left me much choice!

Paddy, keep an eye on me bag.

Do you know, when they let him out,

we just sat in front of the television all day and...and cried.

Yeah. I prayed for the first time in...years when I heard the news.

Oh, just to say thank you.

It's like when you see him, you just...

You feel...hope.

-OK, see ya.

-See ya.

Well, the solicitor wanted her to plead guilty to manslaughter.

All these nightmares you've been having...

I had to do something to help, so me and Carol went to see her.

And what did she say?

Well, it weren't exactly pretty, but she is going to do it.

She is going to plead guilty.

Course, it makes sense for her too, cos it'll reduce her sentence.

I ain't gonna deny that. But...

Look, the important thing, Janine, is...

that by Christmas Eve... all of this...will be over.

All right?

Just...do me a favour, yeah? Don't mention anything to Carol.

Cos...she's a little bit upset about it all.

Well, I didn't see that coming.

Dexter rolled up at lunch time, in case you're interested.

Maybe he finished early.

As in, from the night before.

Well, he's only young once.

Oh! I'm sure Phil's going to see it that way.

As I'm sure Dexter won't be unemployed by tomorrow.

Well, has Phil said something?

So you DO care.

-Are you hurt?

-No.

But thank you for coming round to find out.

-We've come to speak to Phil.

-Well, he's not home.

-So where is he?

-I just about stopped him coming round and killing you.

Well, that can't have been easy.

I didn't do it for you. I did it for him. I don't want him inside for Christmas.

So, um, how was he when he left?

I'd get home if I was you.

Look, just bill us for the damage. Alfie...

-What do you mean, get home?

-Where's the Queen?

-He took it with him.

Look, I tried to help you, OK? Whatever happens next...

it's your fault.

It's only two more guests.

Well, I didn't get enough food.

You'll make it stretch, Jake.

Max is nice. He could be a friend.

I can choose my own mates, you know.

What's got into you?

We had such a nice day.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Hi.

-You all right?

-Come on in. Thanks.

-You all right?

-Yeah, good. Hi. It's Max.

Hello, mate. Glad you could make it.

Cheers, mate. All my dates were busy, so...

-So he roped the baby-sitter in.

-Yeah.

Can I take your coats?

Yeah, cheers.

-Thanks.

-Smells good. Look at that.

-Thanks, darling.

-Thank you.

-Tell me again. He puts it down...

-And walks out without saying a word.

Well, maybe he's letting you off.

I just checked the cellar cos I thought he might've taken all the booze, but he hasn't.

The look on Roxy's face, I thought he'd burned the place down again!

Not before he's sold it!

Phil's gonna do something. And it won't be about money for repairs.

This is Phil we're talking about. He's gonna try and hit me where it hurts.

Pint, please, Patrick.

Anyway, said I'd help me mum cook. Let me know what happens, yeah?

All right, see you later, sweetheart.

-Looking out for Cora?

-Nah. She already got me.

Your mum... She's hurting, you know.

And I'm not, Patrick?

-Alfie, please tell me you parked the Capri somewhere else today...

-No. Why?

-Ian. Hi, come on in!

-Come on then.

Don't make me do it with my dad.

HE SIGHS

I win!

Does that mean I wear the hat, or you do?

You get to choose.

In that case, I choose you.

Ian and Denise are here, everyone.

All right, Denise. All right, Ian.

Max... I didn't know you were coming.

Why, do I need my lawyer?

Why don't you have a seat? And Ian, you go next to her.

Who'd like some wine?

Oh, yes, me, please! Look at all this!

Dunno whether to eat or take a photograph.

Feel free to do both!

Tell you what, this place is lovely.

You'll have to give me the tour, won't you?

-Thank you.

-And for you?

No, I'll just have some water.

Oh, OK. Here you go.

Thank you.

Right...

now that everyone's pretty much got their glasses charged, I think

now is a good time to have a toast to Jake and Ian working together.

Yeah, here's to a fruitful partnership.

-ALL:

-Cheers.

Talking of which, I don't know why I didn't think of you sooner...

No, Ian. All right? Whatever it is...no.

All right, everybody tuck in. I'll check on the main.

It's too much for one of us. He's asked for 800 grand.

We could put together a company, he need never know it's us.

No, I've got a hard enough time trying to buy the house off Jack.

Max, think about it, business partners.

We could keep Alfie and Kat on. How much would Phil hate that?

I ain't gonna invest in a failing industry just to put Phil Mitchell's nose out of joint!

-Really?

-Can you let it go, please?

I'll go see if he needs any help in the kitchen.

It'd be good for us. OK? Help build bridges.

Ian. There is no us.

You shouldn't have come.

Was it just for the grown-ups?

Oh, is this is cos I called you the baby-sitter?

Maybe you should grow up.

I've been sent to see if you need any help.

As you know, I can peel, chop, slice, dice.

So, stir that.

Congratulations on the new job.

Just hope last week was a one-off.

Have you forgotten how close we were to getting caught?

So that's what this is, then? Just guilt?

Why does she want you to do it anyway? She must know.

We're just trying to move on.

Brush it under the carpet? Pretend that you're fine?

Don't question her, all right? She's suffered more than...

-Jake, how are we doing?

-Nearly there.

Good. Don't want Ian thinking he's a slow cook.

Nice of her to pile the pressure on, eh?

What is it, Janine? We're just about to eat.

I'm so sorry... I won't keep you, I just...

I just don't know what to do.

You know what, you've got to get this on the menu at the restaurant.

He's got enough on his plate learning the other dishes.

-On his plate!

-You can throw anything at my Jake.

He'll have this menu down in an afternoon.

-It's not that simple.

-Ignore him, he's modest to the last.

-Why don't you drink?

-Lauren...

He doesn't touch a drop when you're cooking, do you, babe?

Honestly, those chefs...

fat off their own food, drunk on the house red...

I think everyone's probably guessed.

I'm a recovering alcoholic.

Jake.

82 days clean.

Well, that is wonderful. Well done.

-Yeah, well done, mate, that's a good stretch.

-Cheers.

-Anyway, I don't really think this is the time to...

-I'm an alcoholic too.

82 days? Your sponsor must be proud.

-He's a man of few words.

-Makes a change.

-Anyway...

Done really well, ain't you, Lauren? One hundred and...

169, yeah.

Well done.

Must be hard, working so close to alcohol?

You can't pretend it doesn't exist.

But that's hiding from it, not fighting it.

I know exactly what you mean.

He didn't just knock back a few alcopops.

Really? How bad was it?

I should have told you, Ian.

Look, if you want to find a new chef, I completely understand. No hard feelings.

No, no. Look, everyone deserves a second chance.

See? He ain't such a git after all!

THEY LAUGH

Well, I'm glad you can all have a laugh about it.

HE MOUTHS

Um, sorry, where's your loo?

Just upstairs. Straight ahead.

Paddy, is Kat back?

Not yet. Have you found it?

I've been looking all over the place.

Nothing. Where the hell do you hide a Capri, eh?

-All right, Ava?

-Hey, Billy. You haven't seen Dexter, have you?

-Dunno, I just got in here. You OK?

-Mum! What you doing here?

-I came to see you, darling.

-For what?

Everyone's been coming up to me saying, "Your mum misses you, she's so worried."

-But you ain't, you're out here on the pull!

-What?

-No, I came to talk to you...

-I can see why you kicked Dad out. Billy Mitchell? You're moving up in the world(!)

-Oi!

Really worth breaking up our family over?

-I wish I never came in here now.

-Mum, where are you going? You can't leave without his number! Go on.

What'd you do that for?

Look, what I just done was nothing! Yeah? Nothing compared to what she's done to me.

SHE SIGHS I don't know what to do.

I just needed somebody after Michael and he was there...

Well, grief does strange things to you.

He just gets so intense...

-It's scary.

-He has had a bad day.

I know you went to the prison today to see Alice.

And that's fine, you know?

She's his sister, of course he's going to want to see her, but he just seems so angry at me.

I don't know what's going on inside his head.

He's trying to get Alice to plead not guilty.

Well, he believes in her.

But she's gonna get years! He's so pig-headed.

He thinks the jury's going to let her off cos she's sweet or something.

That's the trouble with the brooding type, isn't it?

Just never know what's going on underneath the surface, you can only guess at it.

What are you going to do?

About Joey? I don't know.

But thank you for the chat. You've been a real comfort.

MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO

KNOCKING AT DOOR

KNOCKING CONTINUES

He hates me!

I just tried to talk to him and he hates me.

Go through.

-SHE SWITCHES OFF MUSIC

-Talk.

He just totally humiliated me... and Billy.

He's just accused us of trying to pull each other.

That boy needs a slap.

He still blames me for Sam leaving.

Then go and get Sam back.

I don't mean have a relationship with the man.

Just get together as a family and talk.

He didn't leave because of me.

Look, I get it.

I get that he got what he wanted and walked.

But you can't tell Dexter that his old man's a rat...

-SHE LAUGHS BITTERLY

-Got what he wanted.

Whatever this is...

..I can keep a secret.

He left...

because I found out that he knew

he needed a kidney before he even came here.

All that wanting to get to know us.

Wanting to be a family. All he wanted...was a transplant.

FAINT MUSIC PLAYS

Lauren. Everything OK?

Yeah. I...

Busted! I'm so sorry.

I was...just being nosey.

Right.

It's just you've got the most beautiful jewellery!

Sorry.

Phil, come on, just tell us what you did with it!

Excuse me, you said you wanted no part of it.

Brace yourselves.

I've been looking for you.

Alfie is out of his mind with worry.

I'm telling you that cos that's what you want.

I'm giving it to you - what you want.

Right. Is that for you to decide?

There's two things going on here, and they ain't the same.

There's the pub and the car.

You know, she almost talked him round.

She went on and on about how she didn't want us to push you out,

how it was going to make her feel a lot worse.

And you know what, Phil said, "Actually, maybe she's got a point."

And then Her Royal Highness came flying through the window.

Did he choose that on purpose?

Course not, it's Alfie, he don't think.

So you did change your mind then?

Phil, he loves that car. It's part of him!

You should see him. All the blood's

drained from his face, he's sweating buckets.

This is revenge well over and above a window.

Do what you want with it. Everyone knows you've outdone him.

Everyone knows you're the boss.

Just please...

let us stay in the pub.

He really loves that car, does he?

Yeah. More than anything.

I'll let you talk it over.

You're not really going to change your mind?

Wonder where those two have got to.

Women, mate, they like to talk, don't they?

You're so lucky. You've got a beautiful house.

Jewellery. Family.

It hasn't come easy.

You all look so happy together.

You should see ours. Mum's gone.

Dad's looking for wife number 210.

I'm sorry I snapped earlier. When you were talking about your...

Drink problem?

SHE LAUGHS

-Yeah.

-It's fine.

Seeing a place like this...

just proves if you want something bad enough you can get it.

Well, you never know. Maybe one day.

I need a job first. And no, baby-sitting doesn't count.

It's just hard, you know.

People have a habit of not trusting alcoholics.

Know what he asked me to do? He asked me to beg.

Asked me to get on my knees in front of Roxy and beg for this place.

-How sick is that, eh?

-It was a cheap shot.

ALFIE SIGHS

I came back here... picked up the Queen.

-She ain't half heavy.

-You can say that again!

And I was lugging her across the square...

Wish I could've seen the look on his face as it come

-flying through the window.

-Beetroot red.

Veins popping everywhere!

I was so knackered, I didn't think I was going to get it past his gate!

So what did you do then?

I just gathered up all the strength I could muster...

..and I just chucked it straight through his window.

And I'll tell you something, Paddy...

it felt great.

You know, the car...

Me and Kat have been all over the country in that thing.

Phil, he's a car man. He wouldn't destroy a classic.

The car...the pub.

I've lost it all, you know.

-Alfie.

-There she is. All right, darling?

What happened?

I found him. He was in the cafe. I tried.

I think I might've got somewhere...

You think he's going to give me the car back?

Hey, I love you, don't I?! Mwah.

Alf. Phil's downstairs. Wants to talk to you.

There you are.

Lauren was just checking out our bedroom.

Thought that was going to be our little secret?

What were you doing that for?

Oh, she was just being nosey.

I'd have done the same thing. Anyway, the good news is

that she's going to come and work for me again over Christmas.

-Yeah?

-Back in the salon? Well done!

Be good to have someone in there I can trust.

Oh, well, that calls for another toast, don't it?

-To Lauren.

-To me!

-To Lauren, cheers. MAX:

-Cheers.

Cheers.

Ah! Listen up, everyone! Drinks on the house until the money runs out!

To Kat and Alfie.

ALL: Wahey!

On the house?

Thought we should celebrate, you know, settling scores.

-Phil...

-You said he loved that car, didn't ya?

So, er, I brought it back.

Right, what's everyone having? Lager? Do you want a large one?

-DEXTER:

-I'll have two tequilas, no, I'll have three!

HE MUMBLES

Mm-mm, you were having nightmares.

How long have I been asleep?

Just enough time for me to go over and see Carol.

Let me give you a little tip, shall I?

If you DON'T want someone to do something,

you should just probably not mention anything about it at all.

What you on about?

Well, telling me NOT to go and see Carol.

Of course, as soon as you were asleep I went straight over.

And she's been very helpful. She's told me everything.

How you've been to see Alice and begged her to plead NOT guilty.

-That ain't true.

-And do you know what?

She actually... She actually thought

she was helping you out by telling me!

Oh, such a shame.

But I want you gone by the time I'm back.

-Janine, don't...

-Ah, ah, ah.

We are so over, Joey. Whatever it was,

your big plan...

..it's finished.

So what happens now? You're not selling?

Is there anything better than a pub in full swing?

I miss it.

Phil, I can't see the car out there anywhere, mate.

That's cos it ain't out there. It's in here.

Take a look around.

No, I d-d-don't get it.

I, er... I sold your car for scrap and put the money behind the bar.

So, everyone in here, they're actually drinking your car, right?

Drinking it?

I don't negotiate, Alfie. You should know that by now.

You either roll over, or it gets worse.

Oh, and I've checked the contract for the Vic.

And it says "voidable in the event of unreasonable behaviour".

So, you...

You're out at Christmas.

HE CHUCKLES

Enjoy your drinks, everyone! Drink up!

MUSIC: "Merry Xmas Everybody" by Slade

GLASSES CLINK

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