15/08/2014 EastEnders

-PHIL:

-Jay!

Shift it - I want to close up early.

I thought I was just making a statement.

I mean, how did that reporter know about the drugs?

I'm sorry, Ian. Sometimes things... They just leak out.

Well, why didn't someone stop her? She was ripping Lucy to pieces.

I know and I'm sorry.

But we've had a lot of responses.

It's put the case right back in the public eye.

It's got people talking and thinking and that's what we need.

Look, I know it was tough for you and Peter

but if it means that someone comes forward with fresh information,

it's got to be worth it.

Look, the tiniest detail could trigger someone's memory,

and that could be the key to solving this case.

-Have you heard from Abi yet?

-No.

I'm thinking maybe I should have gone with her.

You know, it's a big day, ain't it?

I should be there.

She's probably already out celebrating.

She don't want her dad hanging around, does she?

Yeah...

Abs.

You said you was going to text me.

I got into Liverpool.

-Really?

-Yeah...

I knew you'd do it. Well done, babe.

Right - so now we get everyone together, celebrate and have a party.

Oh, Jay, I don't know.

Oh, shut up. All that worry, all that work.

You deserve a bit of fun.

Yeah, but after all that stuff last night with Phil,

I just don't think people will be in the party mood.

That's more of a reason for everyone to get together - have a laugh.

Well, I'd rather just do something, me and you, you know.

All right, Jay, but really no fuss...

No fuss.

Well done.

See you later.

Well?

Come on, Abs, how did you get on?

Yeah?

Well done, eh! Well done!

Clever girl. Well done.

Only a few more weeks and then it's, "See you later, Walford!"

Happy days, eh? You told your mum?

Yeah, I was just going to go...

Right, and don't forget to tell Grandma Dot and Carol.

No, I won't.

That's good news, ain't it?

Yeah. One way of getting away from everything.

Well, what's that mean?

I thought we were all right now. Lauren?

We're out of ginger ale.

If you opened your eyes, you'd see there's a crate in the hallway under the crisps.

Yeah, all right.

A dozen roses for a Mrs Linda Carter.

For me?

Someone's got an admirer. A secret one.

Linda.

Oi.

You all right?

Yeah. You about later?

Oh, that depends.

Well, Abi got the results she needed.

So, er, she got into Liverpool.

That's good. That's what she wanted.

Yeah. Well, anyway, we were saying,

we was going to get a few faces together...and have a bit of a celebration.

-Sounds good to me. Could do with a night off.

-Yeah.

Have you seen this?

It's that journalist from the press conference.

Thinks she can just say what she likes.

If my dad sees this, then...

Peter, just delete it. It's rubbish.

She doesn't deserve this. This ain't Lucy.

Come here...

it's all right.

I've been buzzing for ages.

I was asleep.

-You think this is funny?

-What?

What do you think you're playing at?

What do you mean? You're the one in my flat.

You know what I mean, trying it on with me, sending me roses...

Sending you roses? What are you talking about?

Well, I'm not playing your pathetic games.

The only reason I've not told Mick is cos he'd kill you.

So whatever's going on in that twisted little head of yours, you'd better forget it.

Lovely. Just that, please.

Thanks. See you later.

-Hey, you all right?

-Yeah.

-Listen - you got five minutes?

-Yeah, no, not now, I'm...

I want to see you.

Now's not a very good time. I'm on duty.

-Well, that never stopped you before.

-That's not funny.

I'm serious. When can I see you?

I'll text you, all right?

Right.

There's a free slot this afternoon, so they're going to reschedule it.

What, today?

Yeah. Well, the sooner they can assess Patrick, the sooner

we're going to know what we're going to be dealing with, aren't we?

And Helen's going to cover my shift.

-If you don't want to come...

-It's not that I don't want to come with you,

-I can't just drop everything.

-Thanks for the support(!)

Problem?

PHONE RINGS

Yeah?

All that drug stuff, it's everywhere, ain't it?

But that stuff ain't cheap, man - you need funds for that.

And she did. What do you reckon?

I reckon you need to shut up.

Ay, yo, yo! This ain't me that's saying it.

We all thought we knew Lucy, but all that stuff with Max as well...

Fats, this is Lucy you're talking about. Our mate, remember.

Hey, listen, bro, I've been away, all right?

I'm just saying what the papers are saying,

and what everyone's talking about round here.

Well, then, they need to get a life.

I saw Linda earlier.

Good for you.

I don't know if she couldn't hear me or if she was blanking me.

-Phil...

-What? What do you want me to say, eh?

Well, why did you have to kick off like that?

Sharon, you saw what they was like - bunch of vultures, waiting for the next bit of rubbish to pick apart.

This thing with Mick - we don't even know if it's true, do we?

-Is that why you can't look either of them in the eye?

-I don't want to fall out with her.

Can you have a word with her for my sake?

I've got things to do. Don't know what time I'll be back.

Abs!

Oh. there you are.

-Oh!

-I'm proud of you.

Didn't get a chance to tell you earlier.

Oh. Thank you, Dad.

I thought we could go out later - you know, celebrate.

Oh, well... Jay's coming round.

Yeah, we can all go, can't we?

Well, I just really want a quiet night.

Yeah... I'm sure you and Jay have got a lot to talk about.

My little girl, off to uni.

There's a whole world out there and it's yours for the taking.

Be a fresh start, eh?

Good girl.

-You not put them out yet, then?

-What?

My little peace offering. I know you love the pink ones.

The roses are just for starters. I, er...

I know I've got a lot of ground to make up, so...

I weren't expecting them.

That don't mean you don't deserve them.

Thank you.

How's that for timing? We're just on our way round to yours.

Is your old man going to be there?

Yeah, well we both got dads to be proud of, haven't we? Eh?

Oi, Dean!

A couple of us are going round to Abi's, for her results - celebrate them.

I don't really do kids' parties.

-Hope she loves them.

-She will.

Bye, see you soon, darling.

Pam, I need a favour.

Well, I guess it's too late to back out now, then!

Right, we have got smoky bacon,

we got prawn cocktail in here.

Yeah, and them chilli things.

We've got everything.

Now...

tonight is all about you.

My clever one.

Oi, oi, less of that now, come on...

-All right, boys?

-All right, mate, how's it going?

Where you going?

I'm just not in the mood.

Why? Come on, Lauren.

This is us. This is just us.

There's no gossips, no grief.

Fine.

ALL CHATTER

Right, has everyone got a drink?

-Yeah.

-Hang on. Oh, my nails...

Right, to Abi and to her results.

To Abi! Cheers.

This better be important,

because I am this close to getting back in my woman's good books.

The police are saying they've had a lot of responses to the appeal.

Well, that's a good thing, no?

Yeah, but what if someone phones in about seeing me with Rainie?

Well, fingers crossed, eh?

Yeah, I know but someone might recognise me.

Look, Mick, I need to know that you and Linda are going to keep quiet.

Ian, you are taking more and more liberties with me.

I've just had Phil in the boozer, busying himself.

-I heard.

-The only reason I took the rap for you is cos I thought this was going to go away.

Yeah, and it will go away. I just need to know you're going to keep quiet.

What if the Old Bill start asking questions?

Mick...I need you to promise me.

Well, I can hardly pull the rug now, can I?

And Linda?

Look, I need to know she's not going to cave in, especially after this week.

If they suss what you was really doing,

it won't be because of what me and Linda said.

OK?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Phil?!

Just get in and shut up.

No point hiding them away upstairs where I can't see them.

They're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

Come here.

I'm sorry, baby.

Me too.

SHARON CLEARS HER THROAT

Look, about last night. I feel really bad about what Phil said.

Some people are too quick to judge.

What he said about you, Mick. It was out of order.

I told him it was just a mix-up, you know.

Yeah, it's just a mix-up.

You know, the trouble with Phil is, he...

He doesn't stop and think. I'm so sorry.

Well, we appreciate that. Don't we Mick?

Yeah. Yeah, let me get you a drink.

No, ta, Mick, I'm not stopping.

Another reason I wanted to have a word is that I thought you and me

could try out that Fat Blasters later on. Do you fancy it?

Oh, no. No, I don't think that's such a good idea.

Oh, come on, Linda, it was you trying to get me to go a few weeks ago.

Besides, you don't want that lot gossiping about why you didn't turn up.

Sharon's right. I think you should show your boat.

If you're worried about that battleaxe Cora being there, I'll have a word with her.

No... Nah, I don't want to give her the pleasure.

No, just leave it. There's no point causing a scene.

Front it out, eh?

All right.

Jay, thanks for all this.

Oh, it's not a problem. She's done really well.

-Yeah.

-Oh, what, are you going to go out?

Yeah, you don't want the old man hanging about, do you?

-I'll be all right, I'll go over the Vic, see who's around. You have a good night.

-Yeah.

-You deserve it. All right?

-Yeah.

-See you later.

-See ya.

-Upstairs on the left, yeah?

Going out on the pull, are we?

Phil! You're hurting me.

What are you doing?

What's this?

Ian too afraid to come himself, is he?

What? You scare me off, I disappear? Is that it?

Because I need that money.

This...ends...now.

Ian never sees you again.

-Get off me.

-How long's it been?

-You're hurting...

-Your body aching is it, eh?

You don't see... You don't see money, do you, you just see a needle

and all that pain and noise in your head going away.

So what did you think I need the money for, to pay my council tax?

Look, just give me that money and I'll be gone. All right?

Until the next fix.

I can't. I can't make it stop.

I want to...

but I can't.

There you are, there's pizza here...

About time, man.

Why can't I find any tunes on this TV?

There you go, Lauren.

Any chance of you cracking a smile? It is meant to be a celebration.

Well, this was your idea, Jay, not mine.

-I'll get more pizza.

-Yeah, good shout.

-Yeah.

-Abi.

I'm sorry, it's just been a stressful day.

Yeah, I know - I've been a bit like that myself today.

No, it's me...

and my results, Jay. I'm sorry.

It's just all that work and worrying about me going away...

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

Look, I've got something to tell you.

No, listen. I've got something to tell you.

I didn't get the grades.

I thought you was going to Liverpool!

I didn't get in. Jay...

I've really messed up.

I don't understand.

Well, that's why I was so long at sixth form.

I was trying to get another uni through clearing.

What am I going to do?

All right, calm yourself down.

Look, please don't tell anyone that I've failed, all right,

cos I'll sort it.

Yeah, yeah, I've been online but I don't know...

But please, please do not say anything.

I won't, I won't. I won't say anything.

But listen, calm yourself down.

Don't worry yourself.

And we'll sort it out.

-TV PLAYS FATBOY:

-Sh. I can't hear it, man.

'The officer in charge of the investigation into the murder of Lucy Beale

'says CCTV footage has led to several people coming forward...'

Lauren...

Fats, turn it off.

Wait, wait, wait, wait - let me see this, man.

-'Police say they're particularly keen to identify the man...'

-Fats, turn it off.

'..wearing a red and blue beanie hat who got off the bus at the same stop as Miss Beale.'

GRUNTS AND LAUGHTER

Keep it going, ladies.

I can't do it, Sonia!

Somebody needs to clean this floor.

Come on. Come on, Sharon. Seven more seconds.

I can't.

-Come on, Pam.

-Five, four...

If I had a bike, I'd certainly know where to park it.

Two, one. And relax.

THEY GROAN WITH RELIEF

I hope Mick appreciates the efforts you're going to.

Remember what you said.

-I've been calling you loads.

-Well, don't.

The, um...

The police reckon they've had a really good response to the appeal.

-I mean, what if Rainie comes forward?

-She won't.

Well, how do you know that?

Trust me, you don't need to worry about her any more.

Why not?

It's sorted.

Sorted? How? Have you seen her?

You just focus on keeping things normal.

What have you done, Phil?

I've made sure she ain't your problem any more.

I hope Peter weren't watching that.

Now they've got this CCTV, that's got to help, right?

-It's got to be linked to the drugs, ain't it?

-Well, that's the thing, though.

-Nobody knows what she was up to.

-Us mouthing off about it ain't going to solve nothing.

-It's good that the people on the bus came forward.

-This was meant to be about Abi.

You know, I still think it was Jake, you know.

I know he's only out on bail, but they ain't said it ain't him.

It just gives me the creeps knowing that this person's still out there.

-Why are we still talking about it?

-Why do you think?

Well, why tonight? Abi's just got her results.

All right, Jay...

Whatever. Go on, sit in your little huddle and then you can say whatever you want.

Jay?

-Sorry, Abs.

-It's fine.

Sorry, Abs, but tonight was meant to be about you.

And I know your results...

Sorry, I just wanted to see if yous two were OK.

What was it that you wanted to tell me...before?

It was nothing.

Right, remember, ladies, it's carbs before exercise, protein afterwards.

I thought it was wine after!

Oh, and also, just so you know, we've double-booked this hall,

so we're not here next week. I'm sorry.

-You can hold it at the Vic if you like.

-Yeah, good idea.

Count me out.

Cora, this stuff with Mick, it's a mistake.

If it was my husband, I would have chucked him out by now.

You just can't leave it, can you, you vindictive cow?

-Linda, come on.

-It must be hard work carrying that sour face around all day.

Is that the best you can come up with?

You're a deluded fool, Linda.

My Mick is innocent. When are you lot going to get that into your heads?

He's done nothing wrong. And you, you vicious mare, you better wind your neck in.

What have you got a face on for?

Did the clown not show up?

I just needed some air.

It's still early. We could do something.

Like what?

Takeaway. I ordered too much. You could help me eat it.

Unless, of course, you want to get back in there for a cheeky bit of pass the parcel.

You coming, then, or what?

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Oh, I'm sorry, love. I did try and make it to the hospital, but I just didn't manage it.

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, well, don't worry.

It went really well. They think that Patrick's turned a corner.

That's great.

Yeah, the doctor thinks that his palsy has nearly completely gone.

And with the right therapy and support,

he should make some really good progress.

Even be able to speak again properly.

They've said to try and get him to remember things -

you know, small stuff, small steps.

You know, I've been racking my brains, trying to think, what was he

doing before he had the stroke?

See if that triggers something for him.

Oh, I asked about that phone call that he made before it happened.

The voice mail - do you remember?

-Yeah.

-He seemed to remember - nodded.

Anyway, all being well...

..we should soon have the old Patrick back.