15/01/2014 EastEnders

I tried calling you.

I forgot to charge my phone this morning.

The ward sister's off, I'm on earlies. It's a killer.

Just doing the tea. Are you going to stop?

-Give us that coat.

-Oh, sorry.

Rebecca! Nanny's here! Come down and say hello, please.

So, to what do we owe this pleasure?

Martin not around?

No, it's five-a-side night. He's always late.

-Everything all right?

-Yes, fine.

I've forgiven him.

We're good.

-Hello, Nan.

-Hey!

Hello, lovely.

-How are you?

-I'm fine, thanks.

That guitar's sounding really good.

-Are you going to play something for me?

-That'd be lovely.

-I've got to do my chemistry homework.

-Poor you!

-I like chemistry.

-Oh, right! Well, you best get on with that then.

Go on, off you go.

So, how are things at home?

Yeah, no, everything's, er, everything's fine.

Is there any particular reason for you dropping by or...

Oh, Sonia, when was the last time that you scoured that sink, eh?

Leave off, Mum, please.

Right, where is the bleach? Hmm?

And rubber gloves?

Here we go.

So what's the gossip then in Walford? Tell me.

No, there is no gossip.

Everything's, er...everything's normal.

-Phone her again.

-What, and leave another message?

-It's dark out there.

-She's a grown woman.

She's got...

She's not well!

-She'll come home when she's ready.

-She would never have done this

if you hadn't had a stupid teenage scrap with her boyfriend!

-Well, he's not any more.

-She was happy with him, you know.

-She didn't love him!

-She did.

I was only trying to help.

Well, you're not helping. You're just making things worse!

If you really want to help, you've got to do better than this.

The, er...

The phone that you found in the house.

It was Carl's.

The blood on it?

Yeah. That was his.

Ronnie's...

Ronnie's killed him.

What?

And I...

I helped clear up...the mess.

The mess?

-You helped her get rid of him?

-No, no, no.

No, I just helped clear up the flat,

to make it look like he'd done a bunk.

Well...

what about his body?

I'm not sure what she's done with it.

That's why the phone was at the house.

Why did you leave it in the house?

-Denny could have found it!

-Yeah, I know.

It was stupid. I'm sorry, Sharon.

Ronnie's killed Carl.

Ooh!

I always knew you weren't a choir boy, but killing someone...

No, no, no. Ronnie, Sharon. Not me.

How did she do it?

-I'm not sure.

-But you were involved?

-No!

-Well, why?

Sharon, he's a dangerous man, ain't he?

He tried to kill me, he threatened Amy. You know...

Ronnie feels she has to protect her family.

You know what she's like with Roxy.

She's more like a mother, not so much a sister.

Well, I'm Denny's mother.

-Do I have to protect him from you?

-No!

No, Sharon. No.

So...

Are there any other secrets you're hiding from me?

Phil?

Is there something else?

What is it?

You OK?

Yeah, it's just the fumes from the bleach.

PHONE RINGS

How about a nice glass of wine, eh?

It's Bianca.

Has something happened?

I, erm...

I broke up with Masood.

Oh, Mum, what a shame.

Sounds like you need that glass of wine, eh?

We're making, erm, chooza palak,

cos I know it's your favourite.

Dad, I think what Shabnam said...

..she shouldn't have.

But I don't think she meant...

I think it just came out wrong.

Haven't you done the chicken yet?

-No, no, no, I'm doing the marinade.

-I'll do it.

Cheer up, Dad.

We are going to make you such a lovely dinner,

it's going to put everything else into perspective.

-If I... If I don't tell you?

-We're through.

-And if I do tell you, we're through.

-Not necessarily.

What could be worse than covering up for a murderer?

You've told me that and I'm still sitting here, ain't I?

Dennis.

Dennis died...

..because of me.

I killed him.

Dennis?

No, you didn't!

I know you didn't, I was there.

You didn't!

What do you mean?

OK, maybe he thought he was in love with her...

Hey, Mr Mas, what are you doing there, man?

< Isn't it better to finish sooner rather than later?

You been a naughty boy?

< What do you think?

< I don't know. You've made your mind up.

< Tamwar, have an opinion. Please!

So... Masood.

You know, you should get yourself some herb teas, Sonia.

PHONE RINGS I was reading in a magazine the other day,

they're much healthier for you than ordinary tea.

But, er, you know that, erm...

..red wine, that's good for you too, in moderation.

You know, fresh veg, fruit, salad. You've got to stay healthy, Sonia,

because I'll tell you what -

if you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything, you know?

-Dinner ready?

-Yes, darling.

I tell you what...

Why don't you go and sit in front of that telly as a little treat.

-Really?

-Yeah, go on.

-Thanks!

Why have you broken up with Masood?

Because I didn't think it was fair to him, in the circumstances.

What circumstances?

I've got breast cancer, darling.

-Oh, Mum!

-Listen, listen. I'm all right, I'm OK.

-I'm so sorry.

-I know. Come here.

Everything is all right, sweetheart. Honestly. Eh?

Look at me.

I'm so sorry.

You told Dennis...

you found Johnny Allen with his hands round my throat?

He was...

He was going to kill you, wasn't he! Dennis had a right to know.

And this was New Year's Eve?

The day that you were going to leave.

So you tell Dennis...

..and he goes round and has it out with Johnny Allen.

He beat him half to death.

But only half dead. He didn't kill him.

Dennis wasn't like that.

I mean I know he had a temper.

We were leaving, Phil.

We were getting out. We were going to be safe.

We were going to build a life, for us and our baby.

-Only you told him about Johnny Allen.

-Sharon...

-And he beat Johnny Allen.

-If there was one thing I could change...

-Johnny Allen had him killed.

And that's supposed to make me feel better?!

I swear to you. Please!

Don't you come near me.

Don't you dare!

Sharon, please? Sharon!

They're going to try chemotherapy first.

Stick more needles in me, and push me through some machines.

You're not eating, darling. Go on, it's lovely.

Do you know what, Mum? Whatever you need, I'm going to be there.

We're going to fight this together.

I don't know about fight.

I mean, all I can do is what the doctors tell me to.

If that's fighting then...

-Why you, eh?

-Hmm?

Why not? I mean, I'm lucky really.

Lucky? How do you figure that out?

Because, you know, the treatments are a whole lot better

than they used to be. The remission rates are going up.

I've got you and the family.

Bianca.

You know, she's going to be worried sick.

I should give her a call.

I just wish all this other stuff

wasn't looping through my brain, though.

What stuff?

Stupid stuff, like...

You know, what sort of wig will I get?

Or shall I wear a scarf?

How sick am I going to be from the chemo and...

How am I going to manage for money?

You're not going to be on your own, Mum.

Chance of that...

Chance'd be a fine thing in our house.

I don't mean that, do I?

Go on.

Eat.

-Where are you going?

-Car lot.

Any news from Terry?

I ain't heard from him yet. What's in there?

Paperwork. Let me know if you hear anything, yeah?

-All right.

-All right. Ta-da.

PHONE RINGS

Mum!

DOOR CLOSES

What is that?

Take a look.

There's 100 grand in there, Max, give or take.

Very nice.

-Where did you get that?

-Don't matter.

All right. Why are you showing this to me?

Because I want you to know how serious I am.

Serious about what?

About buying in.

Buying in to what?

The business.

You shouldn't be out here, Sharon.

It's cold.

That's where it happened.

That's where Dennis died.

Why did you do it?

Sharon, I didn't...

I didn't think he'd get killed.

And I didn't want you to go.

-I had to leave.

-No. Dennis.

Dennis had to go, not you.

But I was married to him!

I was his wife!

Until you made me his widow.

Are you coming home?

Well, I ain't got nowhere else to go, have I?

-I mean that's...that's hot, I suppose?

-No.

Well, how come you ain't stuck it in the bank?

I don't like banks.

Am I in?

I don't know, David, you know.

The thing about buying into the business is...

Well, you've got to be the settling down type.

-Yeah.

-Really?

Yeah, I've grown up.

I want to look after my family.

What do you say?

Yes?

Nah.

-Why not?

-I don't like you that much.

Anyway, I got a family thing.

-I'll see you tomorrow.

-That's it, is it?

-Yeah, that's it.

-You're a stupid little man, Max.

Good night, David. Lock up on the way out, yeah?

You stupid little man!

DOORBELL RINGS

Is Mummy all right?

I've been worried sick.

-I'm sorry.

-Why didn't you pick up my calls?

I'm really, really sorry.

Takes me back. You and your trumpet!

No, she's a lot better than me, though.

SHE STARTS PLAYING GENTLY

How has she been?

Honestly? I'm not sure.

-Has she told you that she's finished with Masood?

-Yeah.

I hope it's not cos she wants to be with my dad.

# Well, it goes like this

# The fourth, the fifth

# The minor, the fall and the major lift

# The baffled king

# Composing Hallelujah... #

She needs someone she can depend on.

Well, she can depend on us.

I was thinking perhaps she could stay here with you for a few days.

Well, I can call Martin.

It'd give her a bit of time to work things out, you know?

It'll keep her away from David.

Rebecca, what's the matter, darling? You've stopped!

Nan?

Oh, Mum. Come on.

Mum.

SHE CRIES

Shabnam said to set the table.

Is that all right with you?

Mr Mas, I heard about you and Carol.

I'm sorry, man.

I just found this in one of the cupboards.

Alcohol.

In this house?

I can't stop thinking about the kids,

how they're all going to turn out.

Maybe - thank you - Rebecca will turn out to be a famous musician.

I don't know about that.

She's definitely good enough.

And Tiff, I can see her on the stage.

Yeah, as a comedian maybe!

Morgan, Liam, Whitney.

I'd just really like to see them all grown-up.

Of course you will!

Just stop talking like this.

-Mum, you're young.

-I know, I just don't feel it.

You've got a really good chance.

I know! I know, I'm just being really stupid.

No, you're not being stupid.

But we're going to get through this, we are.

Like we get through everything else.

You're not on your own, Mum.

No, I know I'm not.

I've got... I've got my two girls.

You know, I'm really sorry about that beer thing.

You'll get rid of it straight after dinner.

Yeah, of course. Yeah.

And just this once, we'll say no more.

Hm!

Did I say something funny?

"Just this once and we'll say no more."

You're on your high horse.

-You want some mango chutney?

-Yeah.

Turning up from Pakistan,

-sitting in judgment over the rest of us.

-I'm not.

-My daughter, the racist.

-I'm not racist!

I just think you should be with a Muslim woman.

-Or, better still, Ummi.

-OK, can we take the temperature down a bit?

Mum is better for him than that woman.

That woman has a name.

Carol.

And I love her.

-I think you've lost your way, Dad.

-Oh! You do? Really, do you?

If you would only let the love of the Prophet back into your heart!

Shabnam, can you remind me how many years has it been

since you've been away?

And then you think it's OK to come back into my house

and tell me how to behave?

-Can you both not do this?

-Tamwar, stop it!

You, er...

You usually...

..drink beer, I think, with curry?

Yeah, usually, but I mean...

Great. Please, go ahead. Drink beer.

No, you know what, I'm not even feeling it today.

You're a guest in my house and I want you to have a really good time.

Shabnam, pass him a beer, please.

No. I won't.

You're being rude to our guest, and you're disrespecting me.

You're over-reacting just a little bit.

What are you doing?

Dad. Don't.

Here. Drink.

This isn't right.

Listen. Actually, Mr Mas, I'm cool.

You don't want to drink alone. I understand.

No, Dad.

Try to remember who you are.

I know exactly who I am.

I...am your father.

And this is my house.

And if I want to drink beer with my guest,

that's what I'll do.

Are you sure Martin won't mind?

He's happy to help, isn't he?

-Definitely, yeah.

-Yeah, well, maybe a couple of days away will be good.

That's exactly what you need.

-Just have a rest and put your feet up.

-If that's what she wants.

Of course it is, didn't you hear her?

-Couple of days away is exactly what she needs.

-Yeah, yeah,

Bianca's right. Thanks.

TV: That was too close!

I was watching that.

It's time for bed.

I'm not tired.

Do you want a carry?

I'm too big for a carry.

Yeah.

Yeah, you are a big boy.

And your daddy would be so proud of you.

But he really wants you to go to bed. Come on.

Night, soldier.

Can you read me a story?

-Yeah, course I can.

-No, darling,

Mummy will do it, yeah? Come on, sweetie.

-Well?

-Yeah, I've seen her. She's staying at Sonia's for a few days.

-Why?

-She just needs a little bit of time to think.

-Right, I'm going to give her a ring.

-No, don't!

-I want to let her know I'm going to look after her.

-No!

Just leave her be, will you?

-Do you really want to look after her?

-Yes, I do.

Well then give her some space.

One day...

..after I'd moved to America,

before Denny was born, I...

I stood at the side of a road,

a busy road, just waiting to cross.

And I thought, "Why don't I do it? Just step out?"

Then me and my baby,

we can be with him.

Sharon...

..I don't want to lose you.

My life's been a mess since Dennis died.

I've been a wreck.

And my little boy, he's had to grow up without a father.

And now I've found out it's all down to you.

I didn't.

I didn't kill him. No. I made a mistake, Sharon.

Sharon, I love you.

I've loved you for over 20 years.

Please.

Please tell me that we can get through this? Please?

I know why Bianca wants me to stay here.

She wants you to rest, Mum.

No, she wants some space between me and David.

What do you think about him?

Don't matter what I think.

OK, answer me this.

Do you think people can ever change?

It depends on the person.

The thing about David is...

The thing about David is, every time he turns up -

as he does, out of nowhere -

and I never let him see this,

but straight away I'm 14 years old again.

My heart's beating in my chest and my mouth's dry and I feel...

..so alive.

Well.

Shall I tell you what I think?

I think...

..that you've looked after us all your life - the family -

put us first.

Yeah, but you're my whole life.

Yeah, I know, and that's good, but now, with all this,

it's time to put yourself first.

What do you want to do?

What's going to make you happy?

Do you know what my mum used to say about you?

That child was born with a wise head on her shoulders.

And she also used to say, correct me if I'm wrong, that I was a

little bit weird and that you should never have bought me that trumpet.

Yeah, you know what? Mums aren't always right.

My mum is.

Thank you, darling.

Cab's here, Tamwar.

Do you want me to stay?

-You can't stay here, not now.

-Dad?

Suit yourself.

Tamwar! The cab won't wait all night!

And Auntie Fatima's expecting you as well as me.

-Brother, your dad is in a real bad way right now.

-Yeah.

So just give him a little bit of a break.

My sister actually needs me.

-You OK to get the bags?

-Yeah.

OK, all right, all right.

So, you know what, I will clear this up, OK.

And we can sit down, chillax and see what's on the TV, eh?

Leave the beer.

-No, I'll get rid of this, you know.

-I said...

..leave the beer.

Very domesticated!

Carol.

I like domesticated.

Domesticated is good.

You've come home.

Yeah.

I've come home.