16/06/2014 EastEnders

There we go.

How much extra booze did you buy?

Well, better to over-order than under.

Besides, it's not like it's going to go off, is it?

No, but this lot will, won't it? And, er...

..what is one of these?

A lychee. They go in a Martini.

If you say so.

You know, I've got a really good feeling about tonight.

I reckon this is going to put the Albert well and truly on the map.

Yeah, it's going to be great. Proud of you.

Aw, you big old softie, Phil Mitchell. Give us a kiss. Mwah!

Listen, thanks for your support, yeah?

I'm sorry I've got to go back to work when you've only just got back.

No, don't be silly, Ian. It's your job.

And besides, I've got loads of trashy telly to catch up on.

You need to talk to Emma, Dad, cos they won't listen to me.

What? I told the investigating officer what the cabbie said -

that Jake was too drunk to get out the taxi, let alone...

Hold on, Peter. We went over this at the weekend.

Yeah, I know, but the point is... he said he'd look into it,

but it was just a brush-off - I could tell.

So you need to call Emma. Because we can't just give up, can we? No. You need to calm down.

I swear, if I hear that one more time today...

All right, OK, fine. All right, I will call Emma.

You promise?

PHONE VIBRATES

I've, er... I've got to get to the restaurant.

Oh, Ian, can I book a table for two later, please?

Thought I'd treat Dot - about half seven? Yeah, yeah. Fine.

Don't let your mother catch you doing that in here, she'll get the right hump.

2-1 was a joke, Pop. I don't understand what happened.

I'll tell you what happened. Balotelli happened.

I reckon I should be in Brazil. My country clearly needs me.

Yeah, well, we could be out on Thursday.

But, listen, keep the faith, keep the faith.

I got the faith! On your head. Go on, go on!

Get hold of that! SHE LAUGHS

Right, boys, before the fun starts,

I want to make sure we're on the same page.

Now, try and keep a low profile, yeah?

And there's some rules -

no drinking, no smoking, no flirting...

No heavy petting?

No heavy petting?

PHIL CHUCKLES

And no manhandling unless strictly necessary, OK? Thank you.

Listen, boss. You know we're happy to help out,

but we've got birds at home yakking in our ears an' all.

What you saying?

Well, what's the deal here?

I mean, is this a regular thing or just a one-off?

Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and any special events like tonight.

Sound good?

Sweet.

And any problems - I'm the one to deal with, all right?

What's all this?

Delivery for Dean - right in the way of everything.

How come he's having it all sent here?

Apparently we're sitting around waiting for his stuff to turn up, whereas Dean - he's a busy boy.

Hold on, let me shift some of these.

HE GROANS Oh, Johnny, stop.

You'll do yourself an injury. Mick!

No, put it down. Your dad'll do it.

Look, shift this lot, would you?

Is this Dean's stuff? Mm.

Cor! What's he got in here - gold? Mick!

All right, Shirl, get him on the dog. We're not a delivery service.

Careful!

Right, I'm going to shoot off, then. All right, love.

If you get some time,

I've been practising my cocktail-making skills...

Careful! Left a bit.

Hey. I just popped by to collect my wages from the other night. PHONE CHIMES

Ian?

Yeah, right. Er...

yeah, your wages.

Your burgers could do with a flip. Yeah.

I know, I know. Where's that waiter when you need him?

Ian? My wages?

Can't you see I'm busy?

What table? One.

Ta-da!

Very nice. So, where are you taking me?

Well, I, er...

thought we might stay home and watch a DVD.

What?

So you know when I forgave you

for taking money off my sister to date me?

I don't think you realise you weren't off the hook, OK?

You've got a lot of making up to do, sunshine, and let me give you a little hint -

a night in, in front of the telly,

with a can of lager and a DVD is not going to cut it.

OK?

Right, I want you to focus on the top four,

so don't over-complicate it.

And remember - keep it interactive and fun.

Er, not ALL fun, you.

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Well, no, you're due in half an hour - you can't cancel now!

Yeah, well, fine. But I'll be keeping your deposit.

What?

OK.

That was the hen party.

They've cancelled cos the bride's been dumped.

Couldn't even lose my rag. So you don't know if anyone's coming to this event?

Everybody loves cocktail making, don't they?

It'll be fine, Sharon. Be fine.

And you got the boys keeping an eye on things.

Right, two Old Schools with chips, one Veggie with salad.

You decided to hang about, then?

Yeah, I just got caught up, you know, at the counter.

You know how it is.

HE CLEARS THROAT Ian...

MASOOD CLAPS

One Veggie with chips.

No. Salad. No chips?

Yeah. Two chips with the Old Schools.

Ian...you can't serve those. Why not?

Cos they're burnt. They wanted 'em well done.

Yeah, not cremated. I'm the chef! Ian, just look at them!

Ow!

Er, just tell the customers they're going to have to wait.

Ian...

why don't you take a bit of time out?

I'm fine, all right? I just need a plaster.

Just go round the block. Get some fresh air. I'll cover you.

PHONE RINGS Thank you.

Is that it? Everything there?

Checking, aren't I?

So, you going to give me a discount when I let you cut my hair?

I don't think that's a good idea. You, me and a pair of scissors?

Listen, just so we're clear -

I'm only sticking around cos this is too good an opportunity for me to pass up.

SHE SIGHS

There's not enough passing customers.

We're not getting any footfall.

There'll be other chances.

Oh, Johnny, not now - I really don't fancy a drink.

They're not for you - they're promotional. If punters won't come to us, we'll go to them.

That is not a bad idea. Not just a pretty face, eh?

Curtis, you do the same.

And remember, tell them it's a cocktail-making evening, all right? Yeah, course.

He's quite smart, that boy, ain't he?

Yeah. Giving away free booze? Watch out, Einstein.

Look, if you're bored, why don't you leave me to it?

I ain't bored. Unless you don't want me here?

MASOOD: Ian.

Look, I'm sorry. I can't find the extra burger buns.

HE SIGHS

What?

I forgot to order them.

Right, OK.

I-I'm a mess. I'm completely out of control.

I can't keep on top of things. It's all right. It's just a bit of bread.

I can get some more from the Minute Mart. No, it's not that.

It's Peter, it's the investigation, it's work,

it's Denise, it's...

All right, OK.

No. I don't know...

I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling from one minute to the next, all right?

I mean, what am I supposed to do?

How am I supposed to live normally?

How are things between you and Denise, since...?

All right, sorry - none of my business.

She's home.

Which, to be honest, I was dreading,

and then she walked through the door and it gave me a bit of hope.

That's good, isn't it?

Yeah. But then this morning, it's like we're strangers again.

Have you talked to her?

OK, look, why don't you let me run the restaurant tonight?

You've only worked there one night.

Yeah, well, I've worked kitchens before.

Besides, you've only got 12 orders.

I think I'll survive.

You go and talk to Denise.

Why are you doing this?

Er...

Well, you know. I went off on one about Jane

and I said some horrible things.

Yeah, but you were angry.

Yeah, but I want to make it up to you - properly.

Go on, go.

Oh! Looks like you guys have had a long day.

Why not let your hair down and come to one of our mixing classes?

Try one - it's totally free.

The bar's just over there, you know - the Albert.

Is this what the lady wants? Aw, is it free? That's right.

Put it back. Put it back. No, thanks.

I want a slap-up meal - full price this time -

and the best bottle of wine they have. Let's go. Come on.

ANTIQUES SHOW PLAYS ON TV DOOR CLOSES

What're you doing back?

Restaurant was quiet, so... So you just shut up?

No, Masood's taken over for me.

Really? I didn't know you hired him.

You OK?

Yeah.

Actually, er...

..no. TV SWITCHES OFF

Um...

I thought we needed some time.

Denise, I'm...

I'm really pleased you came home.

Oh, well, course I did. I was always going to.

Were you?

Look, I-I know it hasn't been easy for you

and, look, it would have been easier for you to stay away but...

..you didn't, all right? You came back and...

..that means a lot to me.

I didn't think that you'd care either way.

Let's set a date. What?!

Get married. But...

do you think that this is really the right time?

Nothing's right at the moment.

Let's make the most of the good things.

Need a hand, Dean? Nah, you're all right, pal.

Well done. You struggled a bit, didn't you, babe?

Oi, it's dead in here.

Shall we go and embarrass Johnny in front of Curtis the barman?

Yeah. What do you reckon, L?

You going to miss the footie?

No big games tonight. So, fancy it?

Nah.

All that faffing about with cocktail shakers - poncey, if you ask me.

Shut up! You love a good cocktail.

Not when Sharon's getting the profits.

Think I've got an 'ead coming on.

Oh.

You OK?

Yeah, course. You go if you like.

Promise I won't get off me nut.

Knock-knock. All right?

I went to the restaurant but Masood said you were here. Yeah, come and sit yourself down.

We're, er, starting to plan the wedding.

What, you're... You're going ahead with that?

Well, yeah. Won't be till next year or nothing. I mean,

these things take a while to plan properly.

Right. Have you called Emma?

Look, I'll do it in the morning.

Am I going mad? Peter...

No, seriously, am I living in some parallel universe where my sister hasn't just been murdered?

Look, I know what you're saying, OK...

I don't think you do, because all I can think about is finding out what happened that night.

And until I find out the truth -

until I know every little scrap of detail -

going to a wedding, it's not really on my radar.

Sorry(!)

Right. The Mojito is from South America.

Now, the trick is plenty of mint, plenty of ice, and, of course...

plenty of rum, right? CROWD MURMUR IN AGREEMENT

CROWD EXCLAIM

Flip it!

Oi-oi! Go on, my son!

Tom Cruise, eat your heart out.

So is this the usual crowd, then,

or should we expect more lads on the weekend? Weekend?

Yeah, Phil's booked us permanently - three nights a week.

I'll get back to you. OK.

I think about it too.

Sometimes when I...

When I can't sleep, I...

..imagine what happened.

Sometimes she's running away, she's...

crying for help.

Sometimes she's not even aware - she doesn't realise she's in danger.

Sometimes she just trips over.

I just...

play it over and over again. That's why we need to find out who did it.

No.

Don't you want any justice?

Peter, of course I do.

But don't you think the police,

with all their expertise and their training,

they're the best people to get us that?

They don't care like we do. They don't need it. Exactly.

We're too close, all right? How can we possibly see clearly?

They hadn't even spoken to the taxi driver.

Who knows what else they've missed?

Peter, I get it -

you feel powerless, you want to do something.

I feel exactly the same.

No, you don't. You can't. What - because I want to marry Denise?

I'm just trying to keep things together, for...

For you, for Bobby - and for me, I guess.

Because what's the alternative?

We fall apart?

I just want to know what happened. I just...

I want the person who did this... I know.

I know.

Look, I trust Emma.

She's been straight with us since this started.

If she gets a new lead, she'll follow it through.

Peter, just let her do her job, please.

Went all right, didn't it?

We're proud of you, boy, ain't we? Mm-hm. So, er...

what happened to Mum?

She had a major nutache.

She was proper pale, weren't she, when we left? Seriously.

Yeah, I bet she did.

Oi, Johnny. All right?

Two double rum and Cokes.

Right. I'm going to check that with Sharon...

No, Phil said it was all right. Did he?

Yeah. Yeah, even so...

But trust me - that's not going to touch the sides.

So why don't you man up and just get us those drinks, yeah?

Yeah. Good man.

Can I have a word?

Your bouncers seem to think they're on a permanent contract.

I'm just protecting my investment - that's all.

Look, Phil, it's not that I'm not grateful for your backing, but...

I am a partner in this bar and I need you to respect that.

Look, why don't you go to the Vic, eh?

I mean, this clearly ain't your scene and, as you can see,

I've got it all under control.

Er, listen, I'm off. Let me know if there's any trouble, yeah? Course.

DOT: What's an Old School?

It's a type of burger. They all are.

Well, Ian used to be a proper chef.

Look - we ain't got no cutlery. Waiter!

You probably don't need any - it's a burger.

I ain't eating with my fingers. That ain't the way I was brought up.

Have you seen Ronnie lately?

Ronnie's a very busy lady.

Yes, well, have you called in on her?

Look, I know she can be distant

but you don't want to let it put you off.

Cos she's got a very big heart.

I suppose so.

Hmm. Cocktail night not float your boat?

How about I get you a Virgin Mary? Er...orange juice'll do.

Someone's grumpy. Not me.

OK.

Would you trust a man in skin-tight jeans?

Ah. The invasion of the hipsters.

Ponces.

Well, don't worry. You're safe here.

Just you and me.

Keep 'em coming.

You're not serving them alcohol, are you?

No. Nah, just Coke.

Good.

Shame.

What is? Could be quite fit if you were to dress better.

That's funny, cos you'd still be that ugly no matter what you wore.

See, that's the problem with girls these days - you all think you're better than everyone else.

Well, it's not exactly hard to be better than you, is it, mate? D'you want to leave her alone?

Why? What're you going to do about it, princess?

John, just leave it... Johnny?

He's bothering my sister. He's TRYING to.

What did I tell you about flirting with the customers?

She wishes!

There's alcohol in there. One little drink, Shazza. Keep your wig on.

It's Sharon. And I don't have to put up with this.

You're fired. Both of you.

I don't think Phil will be very happy about that - do you?

Well, he's not here, is he? Now, get out.

Sorry about him. It's fine.

Right, shall we go?

No, no, no, I'm not done.

Excuse me. Can we get the cocktail list, please?

She's joking. No, she's not.

Well, I'VE had enough.

Oh, yeah? Costing you a bit, is it?

Listen, my idea of a good night out

is not watching you getting completely drunk.

No? Was it easier to just grit your teeth and take the money?

I thought you understood. I mean, I...

SHE SIGHS

Listen, Roxy, you need to let it go - otherwise we don't stand a chance.

All right, yes. I know, all right?

It's just, every time I think of Ronnie, my blood boils.

Maybe you should be having this conversation with her.

I know she's intense, but...

I think she was trying to make you happy.

In her own way. SHE CHUCKLES

What? Cos a date with you

is guaranteed to put me in a good mood, is it?

All right. I'll talk to her.

Dot! How nice to see you.

Ian. Charlie brought me here for a surprise.

I never knew that burgers could be so posh.

Yeah, but next time you're getting your own chips.

One or two of yours'll do me.

Are you all right, Ian?

Only Mr Maz-mood, he said that you'd gone home early.

Yeah, I'm... I'm feeling better.

Right. Right, come on. Let's get you home - it's nearly 11.

What? Is it that late?

I thought it was much earlier than that!

Night, Dot. Night.

You take care of yourself.

Night, mate. Goodnight.

Everything OK?

Yeah.

Well, one broken sideplate,

one mixed-up order, but we avoided a full-scale riot, so good, I think.

How are things your end?

Yeah, I'm...

I'm getting there.

Listen, I...

I should have said this earlier, all right?

I'm sorry about what happened between me and Jane.

How would you feel about coming and working here permanently?

Really? Yeah.

You've proved yourself.

Yeah. That'd be great. Yeah?

Thanks.

Thanks for coming. See you again soon, I hope. Here, boy. That's for you.

See you later, sausage. Bye.

Sharon, can I have a quick word? Yeah.

You won't be too hard on my brother, will you?

He loves this job. He loves you - he proper looks up to you. He's always banging on about you.

Come on, Nance. Let's do the slips, please. See ya. Bye. See you later on. Thanks, Shal.

Steffi, Curtis, you can get off now.

Good job, tonight. Cheers.

Night, guys. Speak later, yeah?

Johnny...

..could I have a word with you? Yeah.

Sharon, you know, I just wanted to say again that I'm sorry.

I know I was totally irresponsible.

No, it's, er, nothing to do with that.

How do you fancy being my bar manager?

You still trust me?

If it wasn't for you, tonight would have been a total flop.

You know, you're bright. You've got good ideas.

You just need to wise up a bit, but I can teach you that.

So long as you hold back on any more impromptu private parties, OK?

Yeah. Er, oh, th...

I think we can do better than that, don't you?

Come here, sweetheart, give us a hug. Come here.

THEY CHUCKLE

Did Mick say you could have a lock-in?

You'd better ring him - Phil can be a bit of a beast on the OJs.

They're not back yet, then?

Send out a search party, shall I(?) Just cos you never cared about anyone more than yourself,

don't criticise me for having normal feelings.

Stuck-up cow.

If only she knew, eh?

Knew what?

I'm going to get SO much chicken.

SHE CHUCKLES What are you doing?!

MICK: All right, Nance. We've had enough aggro for one night, haven't we?

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

You putting off the inevitable?

Going back to Stepford.

She obviously doesn't make you happy. Oh, happy?

Happy? And you're the expert, are you?

You can't keep pretending, Shirl.

Goodnight, Phil.

We ain't done talking yet.

Seeing as you have trouble picking up the phone...

just thought I'd make it easy for you.

Drop by.

You know, I love this bar.

Might sound stupid, but...

when I'm here, I'm happy. Like myself.

I don't think it's stupid.

I get it.

You do? Yeah.

You know, it's not just about being someone's mum or someone's wife.

If I can make a go of this,

well, I know I can stand on my own two feet.

Er...

are you and Phil all right?

What do you mean? Nothing. I shouldn't pry.

No, no, no, no, it's fine.

Well, I'm probably being paranoid, but...

there's a part of me that thinks he wants to see me fail.

Oh, know the feeling!

Your mum?

Yeah. I just...

You know, I wish I could make her proud of me. You will.

I just wanted to say thanks for this opportunity.

I ain't going to let you down. You'd better not.

Well, we did good tonight. Yeah.

To the Albert. To the Albert!

I'm going to run upstairs and grab my coat. OK.

SHE SIGHS HAPPILY

JOHNNY CLIMBS STAIRS

BANGING

MAN SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE CRASHING

HE GRUNTS

No! No!

INTRUDERS GRUNT

Brand-new celebs in this kitchen.

They are nervous. Nervous.

They are nervous. Ken's just frying some lettuce.