30/06/2016 EastEnders

Oh, please don't hate me, Pam!

Ambulance, please.

They're putting me through.

And of course I don't hate you.

Oh, you shouldn't have to be doing this!

Hello? Yes, I think my husband is having a heart attack.

His name is Leslie Coker

and we're at Coker and Sons,

53A Turpin Road.

It's the funeral parlour.

Oh, for once in my life, I'm in the right place at the right time.

Oh, Les. Oh, Les.

You knew she was leaving for Spain and you did nothing about it?

It's Peggy's funeral in the morning.

What's happening to this family?!

Look, I was thinking of Amy.

"Thinking of Amy." Are you serious?

Yeah, she said she was all right with it.

Well, of course she SAID she was all right. She's a kid!

I've got Phil, Grant and Sam turning up in a bit.

-How would I have explained that to them?

-Where's Roxy now?

Look, it was her decision, all right?

It's what's best for her and Amy.

Ron, she needs to sort herself out.

-Where is she?!

-I don't know.

Look, she's probably on her way to the airport now.

Come on then!

Rox!

Roxy, wait!

Ronnie, please.

-I am not letting you do this.

-Please, I'm begging you...

Jack, can you pay the driver and take the suitcases back inside?

You are going to come with me.

Please, Ronnie, please.

I am not debating this with you!

SIREN WAILS

I'm not sure if I can do this, Les.

Oh, forget it. Let 'em see.

Let 'em all see.

I don't care any more.

Well, I do!

-I wish I didn't, Les, but I do.

-Hello?

Oh, Birdy!

-Mrs Coker?

-If I could explain about my husband...

Let's just see to him first, shall we?

Oh, I think I'm going to die...

of shame.

Can you tell me your name?

It's Christine... Ah, Les.

Hi, Les. I'm Debbie...

and no-one's going to die of anything. Not if I can help it.

Your daddy tells me that you were OK about Mummy leaving.

Is that true?

You know, sometimes we say things

we think grown-ups want to hear.

Is that what you were doing?

Hmm?

Listen, you stay here for a minute, darling.

I'm just going to make a quick call.

Will you be OK?

Good girl.

Why did you tell her?

It wasn't me, it was Amy that told her.

What was going on in your head?!

I'm going mad, all right?

I can't cope any more.

Why didn't you come to me? PHONE RINGS

Because I knew you'd be angry.

Hello?

No, it's fine.

She's here, we've got her.

Do her and Jack have any idea what they're doing to that little girl?

We're dealing with it, Sharon.

Look, if you were dealing with it, you'd be putting Amy first.

Look, she's upset and she needs her mum...

so get over here now!

SHE SIGHS

Amy wants to see you.

LAUGHTER

Are you serious?

Right, in you come.

You'll need to strap yourself in, Mrs Coker.

Oh, sorry.

Did anyone see?

No-one that we know, Les.

You're going to be fine.

SIREN WAILS

Who's hurt?

Les.

What's the matter with him?

I don't know but it looked bad.

Poor bloke. Oh, blimey.

I'll have to call Paul.

It's gone to voicemail. You ain't seen him around, have you?

No. You know what tomorrow is, don't you?

Oh, sorry.

Have you seen Paul around?

No, sorry.

Hon?

-Did you find out what was wrong with Pam?

-Eh?

Look, Les has just been taken away in an ambulance.

Oh, no! What's wrong with him?

I don't know, but...

you know what this'll mean, don't you?

-No.

-I'll be in charge of Peggy's funeral.

Oh, no.

-Well, don't you think you should go to the hospital?

-Eh?

-No, no, they wouldn't want me up there.

-Why not?

Look, I'll call them later, OK?

Better go and tell Sharon.

Yeah.

You have done nothing wrong.

It's just, sometimes

when grown-ups get upset,

they can do some silly things.

-So, what's your favourite takeaway?

-Pizza.

-Right.

Well, when Uncle Phil gets back,

we're going to have the whole family round

and you can eat all the pizza you want, yeah?

Hello?

In here!

Sound good?

Mummy!

Come here.

Come here.

Let's give them a minute, yeah?

Get some new glass from the place on the high street

and we should be tickety-boo.

Is Pam having a breakdown

or is she in the habit of smashing up people's birthday presents?

-She's a very highly-strung woman.

-Yeah, but why?

Between you and me...

she's got it in her head that Les has got a thing for me.

Really?

I promise you, Linda,

I haven't encouraged him at all...

but you know what some men are like.

Yeah.

Why haven't you been answering your phone?

-I've been looking all over for you.

-Why? What's happened?

Right, your grandad... He's been taken ill.

-What with?

-I don't know.

I saw him going off in the ambulance not ten minutes ago.

I'm going to borrow the old man's motor.

We need to get you down the hospital now.

Les has been taken ill apparently.

Oh, don't tell me...

..broken heart?

-All right?

-Amy...

Amy, I need to have a word with your mum.

So, why don't you go with your dad and Auntie Ronnie back to the house,

and then come back here for pizza later, yeah?

-Sound good?

-Hey.

Love you, Mummy. Bye.

Love you too.

Go on, I'll see you soon.

Roxy, I'm not cross,

just worried about you.

Actually, you two could do me a favour.

Could you sort the pizza out?

Yeah, what time do you want them?

-PHONE BEEPS

-Oh, hang on.

Oh, it's Sam. They've landed.

So, however long it takes to get from Stansted to here.

Fine. About seven then?

-Sounds good.

-Come on, let's go.

-See you, darling.

-See you later.

See you later.

Go on, love.

See you, Billy.

What do you want, Billy?

It's Les.

He's been carted off to the hospital.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Yeah, so he won't be around for the funeral.

Well, it is going ahead, though?

Yeah, yeah, course, yeah.

But it'll just be me in charge now.

So, why are you telling me?

-Well, I thought...

-Why?

I mean, what conceivable good does it do me knowing that?

I've got Grant, Phil and Sam coming from the airport,

Roxy's next door having a nervous breakdown

and I've got a million and one things to do

between now and tomorrow morning,

and you are bringing me this!

You are an undertaker, Billy.

Undertake!

Oh!

Did you hear that?

Billy in charge, how reassuring(!)

You know you're starting to sound like her, don't you?

What?

Auntie Peg.

Look, Sharon, I know it was a really stupid thing to do, but...

I felt like I was going mad, you know,

and it seemed like the only way.

Well, it's like I said - I'm not cross, I'm worried about you.

I'm worried about me, too.

Well, next time, you come and talk to me.

-Do you promise?

-Yeah.

Peggy always used to go on about family, got on my nerves...

but she was right.

It's important.

Yeah.

You know, I can hear her right now.

"Remember you're a Mitchell."

Well, you're certainly not a Womble.

-Right, come on.

-What?

Let's go and carry this conversation on upstairs.

You and me have got a little job to do. Go on.

By the way, Billy rang...

while you were with the doctor

and he said not to worry about tomorrow,

he'll take care of everything.

How did he know?

Who told him?

Well, he didn't say.

Did you speak to Paul?

He's on his way,

and Ben's giving him a lift.

How many dead bodies must I have seen in my life?

Shh...

Five years old when I saw my first.

Never allowed inside the mortuary up till then.

Mum says, "Leslie, come and...

"kiss goodbye to your grandpa."

Laid out on the slab like a waxwork, he was.

You've said before.

I wasn't even upset.

Dad says, "That's my boy.

"He's a Coker all right!"

And ever since...

death's just been part of the furniture.

You think you know all about it...

HE SCOFFS

..until it gets personal...

..and you find yourself...

..looking it straight in the eye.

Then you realise you don't know anything about death at all.

So, you ask yourself...

"..what's really important?"

Is it Babe Smith?

Is it Christine?

Is it what people will think if they find out?

I couldn't give a stuff...

..cos you know what's really important?

The only thing that matters,

that's always mattered.

It's...

It's love.

I've heard it a million times before...

but never understood it.

I do now.

That...

and family.

So, who cares how Billy found out?

PHONE BEEPS

What's that?

Wholesaler's.

It's nothing.

How are you?

He's going to be fine. Aren't you, Grandad?

A few days' complete rest and the right drugs,

and he'll be as good as new.

-Oh, thank goodness.

-Come here. Let me look at you.

What a very fine young man you are.

Don't think I've ever...

said quite how proud I am of you before, have I?

Come here.

There you go,

the entire Mitchell family history in one suitcase.

Blimey!

So, what we've got to do is find the best pictures of Peggy we can

so they can be pinned up in the Vic for tomorrow, OK?

-ROXY LAUGHS

-That's never Aunt Sal, is it?

Yeah, certainly is.

So, that's Eric?

Yeah. I don't think we'll be using that one somehow.

Why?

Well, anything to do with Phil's dad's not a good idea.

It freaks him out.

So, any we find with Eric in,

we just put 'em to one side, yeah?

There is a load here.

Why does Phil hang on to these?

Good question.

I sometimes think he needs someone to hate...

cos it's only the anger that keeps him going sometimes, you know.

Ronnie's like that with our dad.

Well...

it must be a family trait, huh?

SHE LAUGHS

Is that Phil as a baby?

Yeah.

He hasn't changed a bit.

So, what exactly was Phil's problem with Eric?

Come on, you must've heard the stories.

Well, yeah, I know he was a violent drunk.

Yeah. When he was, he was a monster.

I mean, Phil's told me stories that make your hair curl.

Yeah? Like what?

Like when he broke his arm.

He could only have been about Amy's age.

-Really?

-Mm-hmm.

Social services were involved and...

he was nearly put into care.

Where was Auntie Peggy all this time?

In the kitchen with her fingers in her ears.

I mean, that's his version of it, you know.

Who knows what's true and what's not?

This.

This is what saved him.

When Eric got put away.

He always reckoned he was fitted up.

And was he?

Who cares?

He was gone and Phil could breathe again.

Wow.

I suppose that explains a few things, don't it?

People wonder why I keep going back to him...

but when you know what someone's been through

and how hard they've struggled...

you find yourself forgiving them over and over.

Call me an idiot, but that's how it is.

I don't think you're an idiot.

You know, I'd give anything to be like you, Sharon.

-What?

-Yeah.

Grown up, mature, wise...

-You're kidding me.

-No, I'm serious.

If only you knew.

What about him?

Come on. Don't make out you don't know.

Yeah, I do, but that was ages ago.

And if I tell you that when Peggy was dying and Grant showed up...

What?

It was almost like 20 years never happened.

It's ridiculous.

You didn't?

No. No, of course not.

Well, unless a kiss on the cheek counts...

but it could have.

Half of me regrets that it didn't.

And you call me mature?

-Does Phil know?

-No! No, no.

It'd destroy him.

I mean, it's not like I don't know how silly it all is.

I'm not proud of myself.

But any time now, Grant is going to walk through that door

and I'm telling you, Roxy, I don't know what I'm going to do.

-Oh...

-What are you doing?

Louise, we have a little job for you, don't we?

Here you are. I want you to take these...

Thank you.

..get them printed up.

Take them to Linda, she'll know what to do with them.

Cheers, darling.

Oh, Sharon...

Something I haven't told you.

What?

I, sort of, gave up the lease on the flat, and I've got nowhere to stay.

Right.

We had better get you together some sheets and whatnot, hadn't we?

Come on.

The kids are upstairs.

Did you sort the pizzas?

It's permanently engaged.

It'll be easier if I pop over.

Well...?

Look, it's what Roxy wanted.

-I honestly thought it was for the best.

-And what about Amy?

Did you really think that getting a hamster

was going to make up for losing her mother?

-I've been over all this with Roxy.

-Yeah, but what about my feelings?

-Was I going to be told?

-Oh, right.

So, I'm a bad father and a bad partner. Anything else?

Were you even going to mention Sam?

-Why would I?

-Oh, come on!

If one of my exes suddenly turned up,

you'd be perfectly fine with it, would you?

It was a fling, Ron, all right? It was no big deal.

You've got a kid together.

Right.

Oi.

Where are you going?

To get the pizzas.

Are you sure about me going?

Cos I can ask the nurses about staying the night.

No, you get a good night's sleep.

Someone's got to keep an eye on Billy in the morning.

Les...

what you said before...

about not caring any more

whether people knew or not...

Was...?

Was that right?

Why?

It's just...

..when we were in the ambulance

and you asked me if anyone had seen, and I said no...

..that wasn't strictly true.

So, who did?

Pam...

..tell me!

Sharon had no right to talk to you like that, Billy!

-Nothing to do with Sharon, love.

-No?

-No.

What then?

OK.

Say there was someone that you really knew well, right?

And you really liked 'em and that, and you respected them...

and then they turned out to be a bit...

Well, a perv.

How would that make you feel?

Are we talking about Jay?

Not necessarily.

Who then?

Hon, I'm just asking, "How would it make you feel?"

Well, I suppose it depends on what kind of perv.

Why are you asking?

Forget about it.

Listen, I better pop down the shop.

Got a few things to sort out for tomorrow.

I'll see you later.

Look, I don't see what your problem is, mate.

It's money, isn't it?

So, you're not going to take it, no? Great(!)

-Oh, Louise, you all right?

-All right?

Do me a favour, darling, run in and get me some money.

I've only got euros and they just won't take it.

JACK WHISTLES

Sam's here.

She needs money for the cab cos she's only got euros.

Are Phil and Grant not with her?

Oh, thank you so much, Louise.

Just give him the 30 quid.

Do not give him a tip cos he really don't deserve it.

Could you sort this? Cheers.

So, where's Phil and Grant?

Oh, I don't know, it's a long story.

I just want to get inside, if that's all right.

-Right, come on, you.

-Hello, Richard.

Aren't you going to say hello?

I bought him that game just to shut him up.

Hey.

-Everything all right?

-Yeah.

Listen, it's a bit late to take Matthew over to Sharon's.

Why don't you go and enjoy yourself?

What's the matter?

I'm just not in the mood, that's all. Sorry.

Why not?

Well, Sam's just arrived.

Yeah, so? I thought you were fine with it.

-Yeah, but she's brought him with her.

-Him?

Who? Your son?

Yeah, and I can't face that.

Not with the whole family.

Just make an excuse for me, will you?

Denny!

Come and say hello to your Auntie Sam!

So, where's Phil?

Oh, you know, he was in one of his moods.

I thought I'd leave him to it. I don't reckon he'll be too long.

What about Grant?

Well, that's a long story, Sharon. He ain't coming.

Well, don't look too pleased, will you?

-All right?

-Hello.

-Where did you learn such lovely manners?

-Right, Denny, Louise,

go and show Richard where he's going to be sleeping, please.

I'm not going to bed yet.

What did your last slave die of?

Listen, I told you, on your best behaviour.

I'll... I'll show him. You two, give me a help with the bags.

Come on, you, let's go. Come on.

So, where is he?

Who are we talking about?

-Phil or Grant?

-Phil.

Well, the last time I saw him, he was heading for the duty free -

so, at this rate, you might have two funerals on your hands.

Pam?

All right?

I thought you'd still be at the hospital.

How is he?

Not bad, all things considered.

Oh, good.

Listen, Pam...

-..about earlier...

-What about it, Billy?

Nothing.

Good.

Mind your feet, Rox.

There you go.

I can't eat a plate.

Don't be so rude, please.

I told you to be on your best behaviour, so just do it!

Sorry I'm late.

No Jack?

No, Matthew's playing up, so I've got him baby-sitting.

He sends his apologies.

Such a shame. I was looking forward to catching up.

Yeah. Yeah, I bet you were.

So, is this Richard?

Yeah, this is Ricky.

Ricky, say hello to your Auntie Ronnie, please.

-Hello.

-Hello.

Ben, how's Les?

Heart attack. They're keeping him in.

Where's Dad and Grant?

Ah. Had another row, have they?

You better ask Sharon.

She seems to know my brothers better than anyone.

PHIL: Hello?

Stay here. I'll deal with it.

Oh.

Well, that's a nice welcome home, isn't it?

Oh, I was worried about you.

Sam said she saw you heading towards the duty free.

Yeah, I did to...

get some perfume for you.

Oh. Thank you.

So, why didn't you come back with Sam?

I couldn't stand spending one more minute

with that brat of a kid of hers.

-Are you hungry?

-Not really.

-I just want to get cleaned up and have some time to think.

-Right.

Well, everyone's here.

Are you sure you don't want to pop in and say hello?

-Just for a bit?

-No, I'm going to go over me speech first.

-OK.

You have no idea how pleased I am to see you.

You OK?

Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

You should know that Roxy is going to be staying with us for a bit.

How come?

I'll tell you later. Oh, and Les Coker has had a heart attack.

-Is he all right?

-I think so,

but it means Billy's going to be in charge of the funeral tomorrow.

What could go wrong, eh(?)

I'll put the kettle on.

Do you want one?

Evening!

What's the matter with him?

He's wound up,

-like we're all wound up.

-Yeah?

Is that Sam's excuse as well?

Have you heard her in there?

She knows about the kiss.

Grant must've told her.

You need to stamp on this quickly, all right?

You know what she's like.

PHIL: Sharon!

Sharon!

Problem?

Is this your idea of a joke, eh?

I completely forgot I left them there, Phil. I'm so sorry.

The night before my mother's funeral?

Just leave me alone, Sharon.

Everything all right?

He's burying his mother tomorrow,

of course he's not all right.

You seem a little bit more than stressed yourself, Sharon.

Especially when Grant's name comes up.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Nice little trip down memory lane, was it,

for the two of you, when he came back?

So, he did tell you then.

It was a kiss on the cheek.

It meant nothing, so drop it.

Funny thing is,

I didn't know there was anything to know about you and Grant...

..but I do now.