12/05/2016 EastEnders

It's all right, darling.

Darling, it's all right.

So, um, what now? Is it regular check-ups and that sort of thing?

Yes. Although you do have another option.

What option?

A double mastectomy.

It's OK, I've got all the information.

It's a big decision, Sonia. Talk it over with your family, friends.

There's no rush.

Wish we had this much space in our bedroom.

Oh, Neville doesn't sleep in here. His room's down the corridor.

Oh! Right...

Things are a bit tense, are they?

Oh, no! It's the secret to a happy marriage, separate bedrooms!

Well, I suppose you've got the luxury of lots of rooms.

Not like ours. It's a madhouse with all the kids.

Must be hard.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

I don't think I'd do well with all this quiet.

Oh, we entertain a lot. There's never a dull moment.

I bet.

Oh! Looks like the boys have beaten us to it. They're in the hot tub.

Already?

Come on, Linda. Loosen up.

Mick certainly don't hold back!

You knew, didn't you?

I was prepared, yeah.

Now tell me. Phil.

Is he still drinking?

Oh, good then. I'll tell him now.

What about Grant?

No. Just Phil.

L, where are you?

Mick?

Listen, I've got some bad, bad... Well, weird news.

What?

I should have listened to you. Because you was right all along, we had Johnny to think about

but never in a million years...

Mick. Mick, Mick. Just slow down! You're not making any sense!

It's Neville.

Now, it makes me heave to think he's in that hot tub now

and he's got everything whacked out and he's getting ideas.

Ideas?!

Well, look. Have a look about you, look.

Wants us to have a swap up.

What?

Yeah. Me and Belinda and you and him!

Right, that's it. We're getting out of here.

Mick?

Um... Thing is... he's got CCTV all over the gaff.

He might have Johnny on it.

You're not saying we should do it?

Don't be so stupid! I'm just saying, you know...

we need to...be a bit more clever about it all.

What are you going to do?

I don't know... I'll deal with it, all right?

You've already decided?

Son, that's massive. I mean, it's brave.

It's the sensible thing to do.

Well, yeah, course... I'm just going to ring a cab.

Hold up. Here they are! Come on. Get in before I turn into a prune!

Thing is, Neville. One of our bar staff has called in sick.

So we're gonna have to do the slips.

We're not perverts, Mick.

There's nothing pervert about you at all.

We are just a normal couple, with normal desires.

You'd be surprised how common this kind of thing is, behind the old garden gates.

You and Belinda are welcome back to our gaff any time.

The Queen Victoria. We'll have a little booze, it'll be lovely.

It's a pity, Mick, cos I was starting to warm to you.

Still, if you're not bothered about your son's future, neither am I.

Son's future? What's he on about...

Never mind, Bels.

CCTV of Mick and my Johnny, that's what he's on about!

All right, Linda. No need to be so jumpy. We can go with the flow.

You make me sick! This ain't about sex, is it?

It's about control. Thinking you can have a woman any time you want!

L, it's OK... No, no. When are men gonna get it?

Real intimacy is about trust.

D'you know what? I felt intimidated earlier.

You might have the big house and the fancy ice maker and all that,

but d'you know what's missing?

Love. And you can't put a price on that.

Come on, Mick.

I'm sorry, L.

I should never have put you in that position.

I mean, it's almost unforgivable.

But to be fair, that Belinda, she ain't a bad little sort.

Oi! Joking!

Take me with you! What?

He's coming! Quick! Drive!

Belinda, we're not getting involved. The geezer's already got us over a barrel.

The cameras are dummies!

What? They're fake! He ain't got no evidence.

Please! I don't want to stay here with him any more...

Belinda, get out of that car now!

Drive. Just drive, Mick! I'm warning you! Get out of that car now!

Open this door! Get away from the motor. Get away from the motor!

Get out of that car! Don't you wind me up, Belinda!

Stupid cow!

Get back here now!

MUSIC: Beat It by Michael Jackson

You lied to my face.

Sal's told me that she's here.

She told me not to say anything!

We've been to the hospital to find out if the chemo's worked.

And?

I'm in here.

Flaming chemo.

Look at me.

It's ruining my looks.

And it's all for nothing.

Is the chemo not working?

So what... What they going to do then? They gonna try something else?

A higher dose? What?

Mum?

I'm sorry, darling.

I can't take any more.

Son?

It's just a cyst. It's nothing.

Oh! I love you.

I love you, too.

That is such brilliant news. We've been tearing our hair out.

Well, it's over. Everything can get back to normal now.

Which includes you doing your revision. Go on, up you go!

Tea'll be about an hour.

Tea?

Yeah, I'm making a lasagne.

I didn't want you to have to think about food.

So tell me. What did they say exactly?

I don't know... it's all hard to take in, really.

Did they talk about the mastectomy?

And do they think it's a good idea?

Yep.

Sit down.

Talk to me. Tell me how you're feeling about it now.

I've got darts practice!

What? You know what Sharon's like. I can't miss it.

I'll be back for the lasagne!

Why don't I come with you?

No, really, I'll be fine.

I'm happy. It's good news!

Yeah, it is.

She's having a nap.

You OK?

I mean, it's a shock, I know...

Is this you? Is it? Encouraging her?

What? No more treatment? Just roll over and die.

Of course not!

She's tired, Phil.

She doesn't want to carry on with something that's going to

make her feel worse.

And for what? A few months, if she's lucky.

Says who? What, the doctors? They ain't gods. They don't know.

They're just guessing. She could last a year, two, maybe more!

If you'd seen her at the hospital, Phil, she was...

She was accepting. I think she's made up her mind.

She's gonna have to unmake it then, in't she?

Oh, Phil, she's resting!

I'm not going to go upstairs. I know better than to try and talk Mum round.

Then what are you going to do?

Just...

Just bring her round to mine later.

Fine, but I don't think it's a good idea.

I don't care. I'm NOT just gonna let her give up.

Where is everyone?

I'm here.

You work here, Trace.

Buster's got half the market posing for some photographer.

Ah, Sonia. Knew I could rely on you.

Why? Cos I'm Captain Sensible?

You joining us or what?

Yeah, I'm just gonna get a drink. Be with you in a minute.

White wine, please.

Large or small?

Make it a bottle.

How did it go?

Got the all clear.

Really?

That's good.

Do you want glasses?

Just the one.

Celebrating on your own?

No. Stacey's coming.

Does anyone want a drink?

Can I have an orange juice, please?

Me too. D'you have anything herbal?

PHIL SIGHS Or regular's fine.

Sort it out, will you?

Terrific(!) Yeah. Sure.

So everything all right, Phil?

What d'you mean?

You just sounded a bit stressed on the phone.

We were just worried that you'd had some news from the doctor.

Dad? What's wrong? What's happened?

Nothing's happened. Not really.

I just thought it would be nice if we all sat down

and had a cup of tea together.

Now just relax, yeah?

Good timing. Yeah, Honey and Billy have just dropped in.

Look, everyone - it's Mum!

Peggy!

THEY ALL GREET EACH OTHER

My turn, my turn!

Look at you, handsome!

Oh, what a lovely surprise!

Oh, Sharon. Please. Pretty please, let me be in your girly team.

I'll wear a pink push-up bra!

Right, Sonia. You're up!

Come on! All right!

Sorry, I weren't concentrating. Here we go. Ready?

What was that?

Ain't this meant to be a laugh?

Oh, come on, Shazza doesn't know the meaning of that word. Do ya?

All right, Shirley. You're in!

Turn it in. There's nothing to see here.

So what d'you think of Louise, then? All grown up.

Still gorgeous, in't she?

I bet you get the pick of the boys, don't you?

Well, you make sure they work for it, darling.

Trust me, Gran, they do!

You all right, Gran? You're looking a bit tired.

Yeah, well, I am a bit, darling. It's... What do you call it?

Old age.

Probably Matthew, waking you up in the middle of the night.

PHONE BUZZES Call me when the food's ready, yeah?

Lou, your Gran's here...

Nah, nah, it's all right, darling. Let her do what she likes.

We'll have loads of time to catch up, won't we?

Course we will. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know Honey and Billy are getting married?

Yeah. This time for keeps.

Oh, that's lovely, isn't it?

Lucky devil, ain't I?

I'm carrying the rings.

Are you?

I'm going to be a bridesmaid. Are you? Oooh!

Listen, you have to come! We would love that, Billy, eh?

Only if you're up to it.

Course she's up to it. You wouldn't miss it for the world, would you, Mum?

No. I wouldn't. No, no, no.

Well. Aunt Peggy has to sort through her plans first, don't you?

Yeah.

We'll drop round a proper invite once we've set the date, eh?

What for?

The wedding.

Oh! Course.

Yeah. Lovely. Lovely.

Yeah, we'd better get off. Get their tea on.

Say goodbye then!

Come again soon!

Oh, they will.

THEY SAY GOODBYE

Yeah, and I should get back to work.

I'd really like to take you out for a meal, Gran.

Spoil you for once?

Oh, come here, handsome. Yeah, that'd be so lovely, darling.

Good to see you again. Yeah, I'll look forward to that. Later.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

D'you think this is easy for me? Eh?

So...what we going to do with her now?

What, so you think we should have left her there?

Well... They was gonna blackmail us, L, so...

No, I know. I know. But I sort of feel sorry for her.

What you talking about, feel sorry for her?

LINDA SQUEALS

Dress all right?

Yeah...

How you feeling?

Fine.

Mick, make us a cuppa.

Nice cup of tea, I think, nice cup of tea.

Come and sit down.

Does, um... Does Neville make you do it? The swapping?

No. No. Nothing like that.

Oh. So you enjoy it?

Every marriage is different, Linda.

Of course. And we all have our ups and downs, don't we?

Do you? With Mick?

We've been through some stuff...

What? He had an affair?

No! Mick would never do that to me...

How do you know?

Oh, I don't know. I just do.

Must be nice.

Oh. Sorry, there's a bloke downstairs asking for Belinda.

Oh.

I weren't playing games! They're your family!

I thought you'd like to see them.

I do, and I love 'em to pieces.

But it doesn't make a blind bit of difference.

So that's it, is it? You're just gonna give up?

Throw in the towel? Phil!

How selfish, Mum! Phil! Just stop it!

Don't you care about 'em? Eh? Ain't they worth living for?

Am I?

Am I not worth living for?

What are you doing?

You can't bully her into treatment that won't work.

Why can't you accept her decision?

Because.

Because I can't do it without her.

Do what?

Oi, oi, oi, calm yourself down, all right? I want to see my wife!

Well, she don't want to see you.

Where is she? Upstairs?

Don't matter where she is.

What's he doing here? Belinda's husband? Dunno.

But I did see Belinda swan past here in a silk dressing gown earlier.

Are you all right?

No, she's not. Come on, Sonia, I'm taking you home.

Shirley! We ain't finished the game yet.

Two ways of doing this. There's a nice way or there's my way.

Where's Belinda? You cheated on her?

Course not! Belinda! I know you can hear me!

Not here.

Belinda, you don't have to do this.

Then where?

Upstairs.

Go on.

Let me tell you something now.

You stay away from that bathtub up there.

My, uh, my liver's had it.

I... I need a transplant.

If I don't get one, then it's all over.

I've got to be sober for six months to even get on the list.

I've been going to this support group.

I'm proud of you.

But it's hard, Mum.

It's hard every day, it's a fight.

I'm not doing it for me.

I'm doing it for my family, I'm doing it for Louise, for Ben, for Billy.

And, Mum, I'm doing it for you.

Now, why can't you do the same for me?

Please.

Because there's nothing to fight.

Not any more.

You're leaving me?

Yeah.

HE SCOFFS

I'm serious.

I know what this is about.

That Linda's got into your head.

Making you feel ashamed for, what, enjoying yourself?

It's not about that, not really...

You and me - we're not like them. Boring, safe.

We've got more class.

I mean, take that dress. It's cheap. You're a cut above, Bels.

You always have been. You like quality.

That's why we work together.

What d'you want, eh? A holiday? Cheeky mini-break?

Come on. Let's go home.

Open a bottle and I promise I'll forget all about your little strop.

Come on.

I can't remember the last time you made me feel beautiful.

What? I say you're gorgeous all the time.

We barely talk.

Have to pick a row just to get your attention.

We don't even sleep in the same bed.

You agreed, keep the mystery alive...

I want to feel loved. I want to know I'm enough.

You are, Bels.

I'm sorry, Neville. It's over.

I, er... I think it's time to go, don't you?

Who do you think you are? You're past it, love.

No decent bloke's going to look your way.

They've got the pick of the younger women. And I've had my chances.

Plenty of 'em. But I've stayed because we made vows.

Now stop mucking about and come home now.

Get up, get down them stairs and get out this pub.

You all right, babe?

DOOR OPENS

Son? What's happened?

Nothing. I'm fine. Just a little bit tipsy.

I don't understand...

She's on a mission.

She ain't deaf.

Had some chips on the way home. Sorry.

I don't get it, Son. Did the doctors say something else?

Apart from suggesting that I, er, cut my boobs off!

Is there anything good on the telly?

I'll have a look.

There you go, babe.

Ah, thanks. No, I feel good.

I feel, what's the word...?

Liberated! That's good. I always thought he was a bit of a creep.

But it's nice when they've got a bit of money, ain't it? Oi!

No, she's got a point.

Thank you. Oh, I didn't do much...

You opened my eyes.

I got so caught up in it - the car, the holidays, the house...

The house! I'm homeless!

Where am I going to go?

Stacey!

Um... We're a bit chocka over there.

Look. I can pay my way. It's Neville's. He owes me.

You told her?

Yeah.

She's, er, moving in with me. I said I'd pick up her stuff.

Look, I've been thinking.

Maybe I can put Matthew into childcare, you know, look after her.

She's my mum, Ronnie.

I'm just looking ahead.

She might not be able to do much by herself at the end.

We've got to support her.

Martin, Kyle. Meet your new flatmate.

Sorry it ain't all that.

No, it's lovely. I never expected my own en suite.

I won't ask where these came from.

Seriously, where am I sleeping?

You can sleep in Kyle's room. He'll kip in here.

Will I? Yeah, you will, because Belinda's paying rent.

So, tell me something - Mick and Linda.

Are they really as perfect as they make out?

So what do you reckon? Yous two. Best pals?

Don't know about that.

Although I do think she could use a shoulder.

This is about Sophie, ain't it? You don't trust me any more.

I love you so much, Son.

I'm never going to mess up again.

D'you think I won't want you if you change your body?

You think I'm so shallow I won't be able to see past that?

Because I can. And I will.

I'm going to be there for you every step of the way.

Son, say something!

This isn't about you.

OK. So what is it about?

If I had cancer - if these were going to kill me,

I'd say fine, take 'em.

But being healthy and getting rid of 'em...

I love my boobs. They make me feel like me.

You, er, got everything you need?

Can you pass me that bag, darling, please?

Thank you.

Phil.

Phil, look at me.

Oh, darlin'...

I'm sorry, Mum.

You're the strongest woman I know. The thought of you getting worse...

That's why I'm not going to let it.

Cancer's not having the last word.

I am.

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