17/02/2014 EastEnders

OK, that'll do. Thank you.

-Ooh!

-Oh, I'm sorry. Council business.

-IAN:

-'Deceitful.'

D-E-C...

I...

Bobby, we've been through this.

I before E, except after C. How many times?

It's a bit early for exams, innit?

-He's got a big test today.

-It's only a Spelling Bee.

No, it's the Borough Inter-school Tournament.

-Oh, it's hardly life and death, is it, Ian?

-No.

-It's more important than that, ain't it, champ?

-I guess so.

-I'm here!

-Ah! So you are!

-You were expecting me, right?

-You made it!

Yeah, I told you I would.

Mum!

How you doing, tiger?

Valentine's gift.

Better late than never.

Cash? How romantic(!)

# I dreamed a dream in time gone by... #

Les Mis?!

-# When hope was high...

-SHE SCREAMS

Thank you!

So, you staying somewhere nice?

Local. REALLY local.

Here?

Ian didn't tell you any of this?

Must've...slipped his mind.

Kat, you want a cup of tea, darling?

Kat? Do you w...

Oi, you gone mutton on me or what? D'you want a cup of tea or...?

Sorry, I was away with the fairies.

-All right. What're you doing?

-Nothing. It's just a shopping list.

You've never done a shopping list in your life.

So? I am now. I want to be more organised.

-Since when?

-Since this!

-OK, all right...

And since they started talking about closing down the market.

-We need to start economising.

-Yeah, OK.

-I will have that tea, by the way.

-All right!

Kat, you might have to put sugar on that shopping list, cos...

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, where you going?

-I'm going to work. Can you drop Tommy off at nursery?

-I've just put the kettle on.

-I'll have a cup of tea with you later.

All right. Whoa, hold on. Kat! Hold on a second! Sweetheart! You got your bag here, dar...

-You didn't tell me the market was closing down.

-Didn't I?

-Well, you must be doing something, right?

-Oh? No.

No, Ian's not been all that fussed.

I just don't see what we can do, all right. It's just a suggestion at the moment.

-No, it's way beyond that. They're putting notices up.

-For what?

Er, something about a 28-day consulting period.

-There's going to be a public meeting, apparently. 10:30.

-Today?!

Well, that's not enough time, is it? I'm not going to be able to get cover or...

Maybe... Maybe that's the whole point.

Did you know about this?

-No, course not.

-Why would Ian know?

-Yeah, I wouldn't.

Oh, no, he's been working back channels, apparently.

Cos he thinks he might get compensation out of the council if he plays it right.

I'm through with that, OK.

Look, I've got to go do some prep at the restaurant.

-Can you drop Bobby at school? He's got his pre-tournament spelling thing.

-Yeah, sure. But what...

-What about this meeting?

-The restaurant's my priority now.

-If there are any problems just bring it straight back. All right?

-All right, Whit? Is Kat about?

Er, no. You just missed her, actually. Just done a bank run.

Bianca's off sick today so it's been a bit hectic.

You all right?

-Yeah, no, I'm fine, I'm good. She's just left her bag at home. It's got her keys.

-I'll take it.

-I'll give it to her.

-Have you read the notice about the market?

-No.

Look, come here, I'll show you.

It's round here. Not just rumours anymore.

-Look, look at that.

-What's that?

Consultation meeting, half ten. They kept that quiet.

-It's a stitch-up, innit?

-Looks like it.

Well, what are we going to do?

Well, the only thing you can do is when someone's got something to hide is to ask the right questions.

SHABNAM SIGHS

MAS AND TAMWAR EAT NOISILY

-BOTH: What?

-Like animals at a trough.

What am I going to do with you?

Glower. Tut. Insult us. Try and change us. In that order.

-I wasn't going to do any of that.

-You already did.

I haven't tried to change you.

So, there's this fundraiser for the mosque.

I thought it would be nice if we all went as a family.

OK. It's doable.

-Great. I'm only working till lunch. I'll go shopping then.

-What for?!

Product.

You could use a little freshening up.

If you're going to help out the mosque you need to look presentable.

People will take me as I am or not at all. And so will you.

-Dad...

-It's not my problem you're ashamed of me. It's yours.

I'm not ashamed of you, Dad.

But YOU might be.

Shouldn't you be at work?

I'm avoiding it.

Market merger proposal goes official today.

So, if you see an angry horde with pitchforks, spare a thought for me.

-People'll understand.

-I don't really want to talk about it.

Shabnam's right, you know.

You could probably do with a little bit of...freshening up.

BOBBY SLURPS HIS DRINK JANE LAUGHS

Jane?!

Oh! It's so good to see you!

-Hello.

-What are you doing here?

Well, I'm down for Bobby's...

-Didn't Ian tell anyone I was coming?

-No, he didn't.

It was our little secret. At least that's what Dad said, anyway.

Secret from who?

-We should go. We'll be late.

-Er, yeah, yeah.

-Will I see you at the tournament?

-Yeah, I'm going to be there.

I can't. I've got to go to this meeting. They're trying to close the market.

I saw. Your dad doesn't seem to think there's much can be done.

-Yeah, well, he's got his restaurant now, ain't he?

-Yeah, and a wedding to plan and pay for.

He's just got a lot on his plate. You know how he gets.

-How're you doing, Alfie? All right?

-Yeah...

Yeah, I'm good. Erm...

Don't know if you've heard, the council called a meeting about the markets merging or something.

It's actually happening, is it? Well, Kat must be worried. Is she?

I wouldn't know.

She ain't here...again.

What do you mean "again"?

Ever since I got back from Australia she's been doing a disappearing, you know, one thing or another.

Not answering her phone.

Well, it's...probably work, innit, you know.

Can't be easy for her with the markets merging.

No, I guess so.

-Listen, if you see her, will you let her know about the meeting, yeah?

-Yeah, yeah, of course.

-See ya later.

-Yeah.

MOBILE RINGS

You not going to answer that, Alfie?

It's not for me.

Eurgh. Here comes trouble.

-10:30?!

-It's a consultation process, apparently.

A whitewash, more like.

-I'll be there.

-Oh, yeah, you're going to need to be cos I can't get cover till lunchtime.

All right, thanks, Denise. This whole thing is moving so quickly.

-We could lose half our custom in a few months' time...

-It won't come to that.

-Maybe we should cancel tonight.

-No way.

-We haven't got enough cover. I mean, Tracy's called in sick, Nancy ain't here...

-I've sorted cover.

-Not Shirley?

-No, no, not JUST Shirley.

Hello, Mick. I'm here on a mercy mission, as requested!

Jane?

-Mas!

-Whay!

-So good to see you!

-What you doing here?

Bobby's in the inter-school spelling finals.

That's a long way to come for a spelling bee.

Ian thought it important that I be here. And I wanted to see the place.

So much is changing.

Yeah, yeah, it is...

Erm...you do know about Denise and Ian, yeah?

Yeah. Didn't see that one coming.

Oh, I don't know. Sometimes the most unlikely couples are the best.

Yeah, I suppose they are.

Anyway, talking of Ian, I'd better get on.

Yeah, right, well... Oh, maybe...you know, you and I can, um...

-Catch up?

-Yeah.

-I'd love to.

-Call me.

Mas, come here.

Sorry, there's a...

You've just got a bit of something there.

I'll call you.

Where you been?

-What's crawled in your knickers?

-Well, Alfie.

He says you been disappearing, not answering your phone.

This ain't about Stacey again, is it?

It's not what you think.

Not here, all right.

That's enough.

You've got to know about a public meeting before you can attend one.

Here for the meeting.

-Er, it doesn't start for ten minutes.

-S'all right, we'll wait.

"We"?

You're going to need a bigger boat.

So you've written her a letter.

-What are you thinking of?

-Same thing you are.

To know that she's all right and why she's not keeping herself safe.

And because she's family and I love her.

I just want to know she's OK.

-Look me in the eye and tell me you don't.

-Well, you know, I'm out of it, Kat.

I think you should be as well.

It's taken me all weekend to write this letter.

I just...

I just want to tell her everything that I feel.

And then I realised that I started it with "Dear Stacey"

and she's not even Stacey anymore, is she? She's "Jenny".

She's living a lie.

I know a thing or two about that. It don't end well, not for anyone.

Yeah, but it's her life, Kat.

That's her lie.

Please, Kat, just leave the past in the past, will ya?

The past is your problem, Max, not mine.

I'm thinking about her future.

You should put vinegar on the chopping board.

Helps with the tears. Denatures the enzyme that causes the gas.

Are you still telling me what to do?

Some habits are hard to break.

Why didn't you tell Denise I was coming to stay? Well, you didn't tell anyone I was coming.

Er, well, Bobby wanted it to be a surprise.

He said it was your idea.

Did he?

Might've been. I can't really remember. I mean, had a lot on.

Like the market closing and you doing nothing about it?

-There's nothing we CAN do.

-That's rubbish.

There is a meeting happening right now that you should be at,

fighting for your stall, your son's stall.

Instead of leaving it to your fiancee.

-Is there a point to any of this?

-Well, you tell me.

Is everything...all right with you and Denise?

Yeah, course. We're getting married.

Set a date?

-No, not yet.

-Found a venue?

-I've made some enquiries...

-Look, we couldn't be happier.

-Ian, it didn't seem like that earlier.

If you and Denise are having some sort of difficulty, I don't think me being here is the best idea.

Me and Denise are fine.

Morning, boss! Oh, my days! Sugar... Mrs B... Former Mrs Beale. Sorry.

-You are looking fine as ever.

-Thank you.

-So, er, what you doing here?

-She's just leaving.

OK... Nice seeing you.

Where've you been?

Now, all right, everybody. Please. Thank you.

I know you probably all have a lot of questions.

First, just let me say, if Bridge Street Market closes,

-there will be stalls made available in the Spring Lane Market.

-How many?

-Uh, that has not been decided yet.

-And how would they be allocated?

-Er...recommendation.

-Whose?

Well...mine?

ROOM ERUPTS WITH NOISE

So I take it Bianca and Kat are going to be out on their ear, then?

-This is our livelihood you're talking about, mate.

-It is mine, too.

Right. So you don't have a place on Spring Lane, then, nah?

I'm sorry, I can't comment on that just now.

-Here, Tamwar, please tell me you don't agree with all this?

-Er...

I suppose it's progress.

Actually, there are some local businesses who see the potential.

Our walk-in trade will be decimated.

Feasibility studies suggest the impact on the local community won't be bad at all.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where is this feasibility study?

-I don't have it with me just now.

-Of course not, no. And who did it?

A marketing company. I'm sorry, I can't give you their details.

You know what I reckon?

I reckon you start telling enough lies then you start thinking it's the truth.

You start living that lie but eventually...

you're going to get found out.

-I think you're being a bit dramatic.

-I don't. I agree with Alfie.

-ALL:

-Hear, hear!

-And anyone else who does is welcome to come back to the Vic.

We'll work out a way to fight this.

Kat? What you doing?

Look, I've got to go somewhere. Could you pick Tommy up?

I'll meet you back home. I won't be long, I promise.

You, er, you going somewhere?

Er...

I thought it might be for the best.

But you've... But you've only just got here. What about Bobby?

The tournament's at 2:30 and I can be on a train back to Cardiff by five.

-He'll understand.

-Will he?

I don't.

Whatever's going on between you and Ian...

Jane, look, there is nothing...

-"going on"...

-Come on, Denise. I know you.

And I know Ian better than most.

I don't know if it's just this market thing or if it's something else but...

I don't want to make things worse by being here.

Er, wait. Jane. Jane.

Look, it's-it's not the market and...

..it's not Ian.

It's me.

I've done something really stupid.

-Maybe I should take you round. Show you how everything works.

-No need.

Pubs are like men, Linda. Once you know your way around the pumps...

Well, you get the picture.

-All hands on deck.

-How'd it go?

-Get ready for a fight.

We're manning the barricades of freedom.

All right? Kat make the meeting?

Yeah, she did, yeah. Thank you.

Stop flinching! I'm not going to hurt you.

Oh, your mother used to say the same thing.

And did she cut you?

No.

-Then trust me, too.

-Oh, I do.

I do trust you.

You're right, you know.

I have been ashamed.

I've let myself go. I'm sorry.

You shouldn't be ashamed, Dad.

You're a good man in the prime of his life.

I've been lonely. Since your mum left.

Guess I'm not used to it.

Well...

not going to be lonely for much longer, am I, looking like this?

Ladies, here I come.

-Shabnam...

-I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

Who was he?

-Oh, it's just this guy at the B&B.

-You weren't being choosy, then?

It was... I don't know. It was, it was just a moment of...

-madness.

-No, that's OK.

I understand. I've been there.

No. No, I don't think you have.

He knows, doesn't he?

You know, I looked him in the eye last week...and I lied.

But he knows.

-Even if he just suspects...

-I don't want to lose him.

If you love him, tell him the truth, all of it,

because if you don't and he finds out...

it won't just be him that gets hurt...

I wish Kim was here.

Where is she?

Oh, she's on a cruise ship somewhere.

Working, apparently. Yeah.

Sounds like fun.

Why would you want her here?

Because no matter how bad things get...

..or however badly I've messed things up,

you could always rely on Kim to have done or...

Or to be doing something... even more silly.

Oh, Jane, I don't know what to do.

Yes, you do.

Yeah, I do.

I'm going to need your help, though.

-How about we do that petition?

-How about you smack 'em in the face with a wet fish?

-That'd do you as much good as a petition will.

-Yeah, well, we got to start somewhere.

I reckon Alfie's skipped the petition stage, has gone straight for DefCon 2.

-Nah, just can't stand the lies.

-No, well, you made a stand. Just got to back it up, that's all.

-How?

-We'll figure something out.

-Yeah, course. Who's worried?

I'll tell you who should be worried. Lady Di.

-Biggest teats I've ever seen! Ain't that right, Johnny!

-Yeah, huge.

-Oh, no.

Going to be lactating all over the place. Not good for carpet, believe me.

-Lactating.

-She's pregnant?

Congratulations. Calls for drinks on the house, don't it, Mick?

This ain't a cause for celebration.

Right. Good luck with your civil unrest. Off to see a client.

Um...

-..is-is there a problem?

-They just need to talk.

Well... You know, w-w-what about?

None of your business.

Well? I'm listening.

I lied to you last week.

I did kiss someone at the engagement party.

Who?

-Does that matter?

-You tell me.

-Eh, boss, there is... Menus...?

-Not now.

-But we've got a special on today.

-She said not now.

It was...this guy...

at the B&B.

He didn't know I was engaged, he flirted with me, I let him. And I...

I thought...it was what I wanted.

Well, was it? What you wanted?

Yes. At that moment.

I was just feeling... overwhelmed, confused.

You know, maybe a little drunk but that's no excuse.

It was stupid and it was hurtful.

And I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Thank you for telling me the truth.

I'm sorry too.

-What for?

-For screwing things up with you.

For not...making you feel the way you should.

I know I'm hard work.

Maybe. Just a little bit... at times.

So what happens now?

I don't know.

-What do you want to happen?

-Do you still want to marry me?

Yes.

Do you still want to marry me?

Yes.

Aren't you still angry with me?

I've spent half my life being angry. I'm tired of being angry.

-As long as you still love me...?

-(I do.)

Well, I love you too.

-Shall we eat?

-(Yeah.)

Kat, are you home?

Right. That's it, chef. That's the last one.

-How'd she do?

-You're going to be out of a job soon, boss.

You did well.

Piece of cake.

-So how did you go?

-I just told you.

We cleared the air. Everything's back on track.

It's what you wanted, wasn't it?

Well, I don't know what you mean but I'm glad you and Denise are back on track.

Thank you.

For what?

Just being you.

Your Iain's a lucky guy.

-You all right.

-Where've you been?

-I told you, at work...

-I'm going... I'm going to ask you again.

Where've you been?

-I don't know...

-OK.

Listen, I'm not going to raise my voice cos Tommy is fast asleep.

But the lying stops right now.

Where were you Valentine's?

-I told you, Belinda's...

-I spoke to Belinda.

You been checking up on me?

I found this.

It was in your bag.

Who gave it to ya?

-You went through my bag?

-Was it Max?

I saw you with him last week.

I saw you with him today.

Is it him?

-You think I'm doing that again!

-What am I supposed to think?

Eh?

The rose, you going missing.

And you lying to me again.

Alfie, I'm so sorry.

(Who is he?)

What's his name?

It's not a he.

It's Stacey.

Thank you.

The whole truth. Always works.

It's good to have her here, isn't it?

You make her proud. Make her realise what she's missing living in Cardiff, OK?

-We'd like see more of Jane, wouldn't we?

-Yeah.

-Yeah. Right.

Knock 'em dead, tiger.

You actually found her?

And you went to see her? You know...

-What, w-without telling me?

-I didn't want to worry you.

But I don't understand.

What are y-you... Are you trying to destroy us?

If the Old Bill find out, then we'll all go down.

(I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.)

It's just, you know, the...

The lies.

That's why I did it. Because she's living a lie.

But us? What, you're going to be paranoid for the rest of your life?

You can't live like that, Alfie.

We can't.

(I know, I know. But...)

It's not just that.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-In Australia...

What?

No, leave that. Tell me.

DOORBELL RINGS

Let me just go and sort this. I'll only be a sec.

-DOORBELL RINGS INSISTENTLY

-All right!

Where's Kat?