16/05/2016 EastEnders

We had a family meal the other day.

Yes, but I'm cooking this time,

one of my special roasts.

Gran, I've got Martin's stag later.

OK, go for a few, come home,

put a lining on your stomach

and then go back and have a few more.

Did you know about this?

You're not cooking anything green, are you?

Gran?

What?

I don't like green.

Oh...

Oh, no. Nothing green.

See ya.

IAN CHUCKLES

Here, I've found a great website.

Don't do wedding cakes, do they? I mean...

Why did I agree to do this?

No, it's my best man's speech.

They've got some great jokes there. Look, look at that...

Ian, are you...?

Are you serious?

It's a bit X-rated, Ian.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Are we still picking up Bobby later?

-Yeah.

-Don't let him see this, will you?

-Don't worry.

-Look, I'll give you a shout when we're ready to go.

-All right.

-Thanks very much. Bye.

-Ian...

That was CostMart.

They're sending their solicitor over at four o'clock,

so we can get all the paperwork signed.

Is there...

..anything I can do for you?

Yeah. Yeah, there is.

Go and get me a piece of topside.

Why don't you go to that old butcher's we used to go to?

Oh, gosh, where was it?

Oh, yeah, down Roman Road -

but say it's for me, Peggy Mitchell.

I want me, you and the grandkids all together...

..one last time.

Are you serious?

SHE SIGHS

Tonight?

Mum?

Well, yes. We've talked about this, haven't we?

Well, at least talk to some more doctors first.

I mean, we can go to the best.

Darling, darling. You can pay as much as you like,

but you just can't make miracles, can we?

You see, I can't fight no more.

There's nothing left.

I hurt.

Forgot my bag.

Phil, I just remembered.

Can you go and get us a nice piece of topside?

Go to that old butcher, you remember?

And don't forget, say it's for Peggy Mitchell.

Everything all right?

Yes, yes, darlin'. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Don't forget.

Going to see you later, ain't I?

I don't mind peas.

-What?

-If we've got to have something green.

Well, then, peas it is.

All right, I've got to go.

Here, Stace, look what Kyle just picked up.

-A T-shirt?

-Oh, hang on.

Why's it got Rudolph on it?

It's a stag.

No, that is a red-nosed reindeer.

Well, it's the best the printer had, so...

-Ow!

-Bel?

What's happened?

Flaming bogs.

What?

I just cracked my shin on one!

I thought you were shifting them.

I've tried, and I will.

Fine. Then I will.

You're going to shift the bogs, yeah?

Well, someone's got to.

Neville's going to cut me off soon.

Have you sold many bathroom fixtures in your time?

I'll have you know,

I could sell a G-string to a nun if I put my mind to it.

All right. Well, just don't tell anyone they're nicked.

Ian...

..remember why we are doing all this.

It's all about Bobby,

keeping him on the straight and narrow.

I spoke to him earlier.

He's really excited about the wedding.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

And he is loving that school, Ian.

He is the happiest he has ever been

and isn't that all that matters?

Got it yet, have you?

Got what?

Your 30 pieces of silver.

Your blood money.

-Our blood.

-And sweat.

You sell cockles and whelks.

You've never broken into a sweat in your life.

He's not going to either.

Not once you sell us all down the river.

What's that?

Oi, get your own.

Baby-sitting?

Are you two up for it?

Stacey's got her hen

and she asked me to look after Arthur and Lily at mine.

So, what should we do?

Download a film?

Order some pizza?

-Lou?

-Hm? What?

You OK?

Yeah, something weird's going on at home.

Something weird's always going on in your home.

-Ow!

-Lily, come on!

We're going to be late.

What was that for?

Well, that's probably going to be the last time, isn't it?

-Last time for what?

-The last time I get to kiss you as a single fella.

See you later.

Oh! Here, Martin.

Hello.

-Hello, love.

-You all right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

There's a list of things I want.

Oh, yeah. Come on, I'll sort you out.

You have still got the stall?

Yeah.

-Give us that.

-Yeah, all right, love.

-I'll get all this for you, yeah?

-OK, darlin'.

-All right.

So, I've got all that, yeah.

Are you two buying or are you just window shopping?

Packet of gum, please.

Oh, hallelujah, a paying customer.

Property section's rubbish this week anyway.

Oh, you're into property?

Yeah, why? You got anything that might interest me?

Actually, I've got one or two things that might interest you.

Belinda.

-What, Stacey's cousin?

-Yeah.

Jack.

Look, why don't we go somewhere a bit more private to discuss this?

Um...maybe the Vic?

Well, listen, I've got to go up West,

meet one of my labourers about a house.

Later. What about six?

Six it is.

See you later.

You know, I remember how that place started.

All the hopes you had for it.

It wasn't just for you, though, was it?

It was for the whole family,

something that you could build up for your kids,

something that they could then pass on to theirs.

So, how does all that compare to just a few quid in the bank account?

It's not just about the money.

No, it's about sending Bobby to some fancy new school

so you can show off to all your council mates.

She'd have never let you do it, you know.

Who?

Lucy.

Don't you dare use her in this.

Ian, come on.

You've been through so much already

and everyone out there on that Square has been behind you,

every step of the way,

rooting for you, supporting you...

and now you do this to them.

Ian...

you have lost so much already.

Now you're going to lose all your friends as well?

There's worse things to lose.

What are you doing here anyway?

Paperwork.

You never do paperwork.

Ain't you got a motor that needs road-testing or something?

Yeah, all right. Don't bite my head off.

Brought you some elevenses.

Aw. Thanks, MUM!

So, how is she?

She'll come to her senses.

You know, Peggy Mitchell,

put her hands up and roll over?

Don't think so.

Listen, I was thinking...

Has she thought about going private?

-Cos Ian knows these people.

-Did I...?

Did I ask for your opinion, eh?

This is between me and her, and nobody else. Do you understand?

SHE SIGHS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hello, Peggy.

HUSTLE AND BUSTLE

And then when you get back, give it a little spray.

A Fowler marrying a Slater,

can't imagine what Pauline would make of that.

Well, Dot reckons she'd be spinning in her grave.

PEGGY LAUGHS

It don't feel right.

What doesn't?

Me getting myself a husband.

Not when I took yours away from you.

Oh, him.

Oh, darling, you had your reasons.

What Archie did, that was bad, Peggy,

but what I did, that was so much worse.

You saved me a job, didn't you?

And he only got what was coming to him, darling.

I mean, you hit back at a monster -

a monster who hurt you.

Now, come on.

You go and live your life,

every single second of it.

Peggy, you in?

Hiya. Martin wanted me to bring this over.

Try and pop in the Vic later if you can, yeah?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Stacey...

-..promise me.

-I promise.

What was all that about?

Mind your own business.

It was girl talk and,

well, I'm glad you're here

cos I want to have a little chat with you, too.

How's Peggy?

It's just she was really quiet at dinner the other night.

Well, you both were.

Mum's dying,

she won't get any treatment...

and you're wondering why we're quiet?

Have you thought about calling Sam?

Or Grant?

Just be three people worrying then, won't it?

Instead of just one.

Well, just Grant then.

Maybe take some of the strain.

Grant'd just get in the way.

Albert Square, Walford, please.

It's not going to be anywhere near as bad as everyone thinks.

Money - it's always been the bottom line for you, hasn't it?

No, it's...

it's not just about the money,

it's what we can do with it.

Nice new motor?

No. Look, it's not even for me.

Do you know what?

Life would be easy if I didn't have kids,

but I've got them and I have to do right by them.

Well, you weren't much more than a kid yourself, were you,

when I first came here?

-You saying I'm getting old?

-Well, yes, look at you.

I mean, everyone else moves away, don't they?

But not you.

So, what are you saying, I'm a stick-in-the-mud?

Right. Cheers, Peggy. Thanks.

No. You go back so far on this Square, don't you, Ian?

I mean, there's you, your dad, his dad and...

Well, you've got this place running through you like a stick of rock.

You're a good man, Ian, and I'm sorry I've never said it before.

What's brought all this on?

Now go, OK?

Cos I've got some serious cooking to do.

Your turn, is it?

I've already had Sharon and Kathy sticking their oars in.

What's happening to your mum has got nothing to do with me.

Glad to hear it.

And it's got nothing to do with you, really.

It's Peggy's life,

it's Peggy's choice.

So, you'd just go along with it, would you?

Whatever she says?

I wish I did with Stan.

We made a mistake trying to keep him going...

when all he got out of it was a couple of extra months,

lying in a bed,

terrified and in pain.

He was in agony, Phil.

We could have kept him from all of that,

we could have kept ourselves from all of that.

If the doctor says there's really nothing they can do, then...

..maybe Peggy's right.

Saw your mum earlier.

Nothing wrong, is there?

Why, what's she said?

It's not what she said, it's...

Well, it's what she didn't say.

I just got a weird feeling, that's all.

Same sort of feeling as I'm getting now.

Ain't you got enough problems of your own?

Well, I thought she was going to give me an earful

about all that as well, but...

I thought she'd be the same as all the rest of them.

Well, all anyone round here can see is their businesses going down.

What would you rather, Phil?

My son goes down instead?

Look, you know why I'm doing this.

You know why we're sending him to that school.

Still be the same old Bobby, though, won't it?

Send him to as many schools as you like,

it ain't going to fix what's wrong with him, is it?

There is nothing wrong with him.

What am I supposed to do?

I mean, just cut him loose like I did Steven?

Turn my back on him and do nothing?

We saw how that worked out, didn't we?

Look, he's my flesh and blood, OK?

I have to help him.

I mean, what would you do if it was Ben

or one of your family who needed your help?

It's Peggy, isn't it?

She's ill.

How bad?

Is there nothing anyone can do?

The doctors reckon it's just a...

It's just a matter of time.

That's what they said about Pat, wasn't it?

Do you know what?

All I can see...

..is her just lying there...

..so I try and think of the old Pat.

You know, the one running around...

looking after the car lot, working in the Vic...

..but all I can see is...

..how she was at the end.

I said to Jane, "If I ever get that like that, just..."

Yeah, but your mum's not like that, is she?

I mean, I've just seen her, she's...

To talk to her, she's fine.

Still the same old Peggy, yeah?

Yeah.

Just how you remember her?

Yeah.

Right! Come on, then! live-o, live-o!

We're closing up early today, remember.

Yeah. Closing for good, if some people have their way.

Buster, just for one night, can we forget about that? Yeah?

Can we forget about this market

and, just for one night, can we forget about CostMart?

We don't think about anything else apart from...

Oh, yeah, here we go.

Bosh!

It's a reindeer, Martin.

No. It's a stag.

Right, I'm off to get changed.

Did somebody say, "Stag?"

Darling, you go and choose what you want,

and I'll catch you in a minute. OK?

Don't expect change.

Here you are, cheeky. Go on.

Phil, I am here for you, OK?

Look, whatever Peggy decides -

treatment, no treatment -

you'll stick by her, no matter what.

And I know we're not together no more,

but I'm not running out on you.

You're not on your own, OK?

HORNS BLARE

HORNS BLARE

Can't you find a way around all this?

HORNS BLARE

-Dad!

-Yeah, in here.

-Look what I've won.

-What?

Let's have a look.

Player of the month?

And we're through to the regional play-offs.

Next step's the Nationals.

Oh, that is fantastic. Well done, mate.

I've told him if he keeps polishing it like that,

-he's going to rub the lettering off.

-Will I?

Course you won't, you muppet.

Come on, Bobby, take this upstairs

and I'll put some tea on, yeah?

Everything all right?

Have that lot been giving you grief again?

No more than I've been giving myself.

We're not selling, love.

I phoned CostMart and I told them not to come round.

-Ian!

-And it's got nothing to do with that lot out there, all right?

Well, not really, anyway.

I mean, face it, all they've been doing

is just saying what I've been thinking.

And Denise said it, and she was right.

I mean, that place, OK?

All our dreams, all the plans we had, and...

It's not just about us, is it?

It's our friends,

our neighbours,

it's everyone else,

and the closer it's got, the harder it's got.

I mean, today -

I was in the restaurant, I was taking all the stuff down and...

I can't do it.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Oh!

Oh, hello, Lou.

No.

No, course I don't mind.

I'll tell you what,

I'll save you some meat and peas for when you get back, OK?

Well, you have fun, darlin', you hear me?

Oh!

I thought I could smell something.

See this? Empty.

That's how it's going to be. Empty!

Buster, mate. One night. We agreed.

Yeah, yeah. All right.

Martin, do us a favour, will you?

Stick that lot behind the bar

and buy everyone a drink from the best man.

You think that's it, do you?

That's all it's going to take?

A small cut of that great, big, wodge you're going to get

and we're all going to roll over?

There is no wodge.

Eh?

There's not going to be either.

We're not selling the restaurant, OK?

THEY CHEER

Are you serious?

Do I look like I'm joking?

Why the change of heart?

Look, it's not happening now, OK?

So there's nothing else to say.

So, let's get this hen and stag party started, shall we?

THEY CHEER

Whoa. Ian! Ian!

Eh?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Wahey! Come on, let's get the party started!

Ian...

..that CostMart money...

Yeah, I know.

Without it, this is going to be his last term at that school.

I mean, didn't you see him today?

He is going to be devastated.

Love, I know.

Right, we'll tell him after the wedding.

I don't want to spoil that for him as well.

Oh!

There he is, the condemned man!

Not any more, son.

-Ian's rolled over on the restaurant sale.

-Yeah?

Bridge Street Market lives to fight another day!

CHEERING

Oh, I think I might have sorted your bog problem, by the way.

-Really?

-Yeah, yeah.

I bumped into a property developer in the Minute Mart.

He was quite hot actually.

What was his name?

Don't get any funny ideas.

Belinda!

Jack, I think.

Right guys,

let the stag, and hen, begin!

CHEERING

And the first round's on Ian Beale!

CHEERING

INAUDIBLE

-Jack knows.

-Knows what?

About the bogs.

Oh, someone tell me what's going on.

Well, you are trying to sell the toilets back

to the person that we nicked from them in the first place, you idiot.

We need to take them all back to number five now.

Do you fancy making a night of it?

Gran's putting on a meal for us.

Oh, what's it for?

A special occasion?

Not really.

Well, just tell her you got held up or something.

Oh, come on, Ben. You can have a meal with your gran any time.

Huh?

Louise called. She's baby-sitting with Bex tonight.

And Ben... Well, he's probably still in the Vic, ain't he?

I'll go and get them.

No, no, no. Don't, don't.

No, they're only young once.

Let them enjoy themselves.

It's just you and me, then.

This isn't fair, is it?

I've been thinking...

What I'm asking you to do - it's not right, is it, love?

You just...

You just leave it to me, Phil.

No, Mum, I...

I ain't leaving you alone...

..and I ain't going to let you down either.

DOOR OPENS

Phil.

Mum.

Guess my invite got lost in the post.