30/08/2016 EastEnders

No, Ben. You promised me!

I'll be fine. Don't worry.

Ben's gone after the lad that murdered Paul.

He's going to kill him!

Courtney? Hello? I can't hear you. Hello?

If I have to hear one more story about Billy and Honey's wedding...

I had to make me excuses.

SIGHS PHONE RINGS

Yes, Phil.

I'm dropping the shopping off.

What is it, darling?

-I've got all the symptoms.

-Of?

Cancer.

Well, let's not go jumping to any conclusions, shall we?

-Show me what you've found.

-I've...

I've got irregular bleeding.

That could be down to all sorts.

Yeah, but it's all here.

What about fainting? Do they mention fainting?

-Specifically?

-No, no, it's not specifically...

Well, that's good, then.

I mean, it'd be listed under symptoms if it was a thing,

wouldn't it? Yeah?

Call the doctor. Make an appointment. I'm sure it's nothing,

-but it's just best to check it, yeah?

-Yeah.

I know, but I've got the sewing of the salsa costumes over at Dot's.

Look, this is important.

One call. How long's it going to take?

Yeah, OK, but just let me do it on me own, OK?

All right. Well, I'll see you over at Dot's later.

-If you feel up to it.

-Mm.

-You know I'm here for you.

-Mm.

Yeah.

Police.

-Ready?

-Ready.

Like it?

I love it! Do you not think it's too much?

No. No way.

A change of style always takes a bit of getting used to.

You look beautiful.

You've still got the old Slater magic.

Even if you are a Fowler now.

I'll give you the money back for the products and stuff.

No, don't be daft. You did me a favour.

Made the place look busy. You got real talent, Stacey.

You never know, things pick up, and...

Well, if you feel up to it, might take you on full time.

I can't believe it's me.

You are going to be the hottest thing at Shak's party.

I tell you what, why don't you go all out?

-Why don't you put all your new gear on?

-Yeah.

-Here you are.

-Thank you.

That's all right.

Kyle found out I'd flogged the kitchen equipment.

That's why I had to get rid of him, to give me time to think.

I can't believe this.

That debt I had in New Zealand -

It didn't just magically disappear when we got back here.

I know.

So what, you thought, "I know what I'll do, I'll rob my family!"

If my gran hadn't have moved the CCTV camera,

we all would have been quids in.

I can't believe you let her take the blame as well.

Well, she DID move the camera.

You're missing the point, Steven.

When we came back from New Zealand,

it was meant to be a fresh start for both of us.

A new life.

How do you think I paid for the airline tickets?

That stuff doesn't exactly come cheap, Lauren. Credit. That's how.

You should have just... You should have told me.

If the CCTV camera hadn't have been messed with,

my dad would've got a brand-new kitchen on the insurance.

I was trying to help.

Look, I know... I know I've messed this up,

but I've given Kyle a sweetener now. No-one need be any the wiser.

Lauren?

Please don't tell my dad.

If you do, he's going to hate me all over again.

Is that what you want?

Don't know.

Right now, I don't know what I want.

OK, so this might be all right for some geriatric tea dance,

but I'm putting on a show. And I want glamour!

And I want glitz! I want glitz, I want glamour!

Well, don't let Dot hear you say that. Where is she?

Oh, she's having a lie down. Tired, apparently.

Look who made it!

It was just a little bit of low blood pressure, it's fine.

You need to get yourself some of those patches, Dee.

Sort out your hormones. Whit, you're on sequin duty, yeah?

I've gotta go soon. I can't stay long.

I'm pregnant, I need a nap. It's exhausting.

We've all got issues, Whitney.

Denise here, she's going through the change.

She's losing her youth right in front of all of us.

You don't hear her complaining, do you?

No. So, each of you take a costume, and sprinkle your fairy dust.

So, when is it? Your appointment?

You did make an appointment?

Tassels? I requested tassels!

Panic not. I'll get Kush onto it.

Denise?

Give me a hand,

and we can make some tea for the troops while we're at it.

Can't wait to show Mum.

Miraculous recovery.

HE WHISTLES

Whoa! She's your cuz, bro! Ain't that, like, illegal?

Not where I come from.

I'm only joking, man. She's all yours.

If she'll have you.

-The surgery ain't even open.

-You can't let it drift.

Well, the message, it just went on so long. I worked me way through

the best part of a multi-pack of smoky bacon,

-and then I just I give up.

-Try them again.

I will. Tomorrow.

Then it'll be the next day, and before you know it,

a couple of weeks have gone by.

Will you just stop? You're pushing me.

I know you didn't know them...

..but Carol Jackson, Pat Evans, and Peggy Mitchell.

They all had cancer. It's like some sort of club.

And it's not one that I'm particularly willing to sign up

and become a member of.

You can book appointments online these days.

Why don't we do it together?

Right, can't expect the customers to eat thin air.

Even if that's how I paid for it.

We will be able to contribute more,

it's just when I've got more money coming in.

No, no, it wasn't a hint. You and Steven have done more than enough.

I mean, being able to rely on him to turn the restaurant around,

it means I can concentrate on this place.

-Ian...

-Do you know what?

Seriously, having you, Steven, and Louie back in our lives,

it's the best thing that's happened to me and Jane in a long time.

I just feel that, if we all pull together,

things'll start looking up.

-Got scissors?

-There you go.

-Thank you.

You know, this doesn't look broad enough to me, for Vincent.

Across the shoulders. What do you think?

Could let it out a bit.

I know your appointment's not till next week,

but at least you can relax till then, eh?

Now this is what I'm talking about, ladies.

-Whoa!

-Yeah.

-Where did you get that from?

Pre-ordered. As Creative Director, I want to look my best, don't I?

And I added a bit of bling-bling just to bring it up to scratch.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-That'll get you noticed, I suppose.

Tassels, anyone? CHEERS

Just what we need, eh? Little bit of cha-cha-cha.

Looking good, ladies, yes.

You couldn't do me another favour, could you, Kushy?

Well, it's for Denise, really.

-Me?

-Yeah.

Model Vincent's costume for her? We're not sure it's big enough.

Needs a man chest to fill it.

-No, you don't have to do that.

-Well, yeah, if it'll help you.

Yeah, seeing it on'll make the world of difference.

Go and get changed in the kitchen.

Well, go on.

I said I was coming back.

I couldn't hear you over the music.

You should've waited.

Ben was going to kill someone, or get himself killed!

-I had to do something, Courtney.

-Yeah, not call the police. Not ever!

-Ben's going to go ape.

-DOOR SLAMS

Ooh! Er... Can you help me, please? I got my arm stuck in here.

-Just relax, relax.

-I can't...

-Give us your arm... Oh!

-Oh!

-Oh, that didn't...

-I told you, didn't I? I was right.

-Give it here.

-There you go. Take it, take it...

It's nothing you haven't already seen before, is it?

No, sorry, this is... awkward.

Is it? Why? We've got nothing to be ashamed of, have we?

No, no, no, suppose not. We're both grown ups.

What we had, what we did...

-Was, really...

-Sort of lovely.

Yeah, and there's no need for us to feel...

Uncomfortable.

Around one another. Because, there's just... There's none.

None whatsoever.

It's just, you know, me and your mum.

You're close. I know, you keep telling me.

It's just not that easy, making friends, you know, at our age.

I'd just hate anything to spoil that.

-It won't be me. I promise.

-OK.

-OK?

-How's it going?

-Look!

See, I knew it. Right. Operation Extend and Sew.

Someone called the police,

and when we got there, they was everywhere.

I had to stop you somehow.

You grassed up your own brother? Are you mad or what?

If you hadn't gotten involved, she wouldn't have had to, would she?

-Oh, mate!

-Louise was right.

If we'd have gone in there today,

things would have kicked off big time. Someone would've got hurt.

Yes, I thought that was the point -

that we give Simon Atmore what he deserved and we get even.

Listen, when the Old Bill turned up, Simon and his mate legged it, yeah?

I looked him straight in the eye, and do you know what I saw?

Fear. PHONE RINGS

Simon Atmore ain't worth getting locked up for again.

He's a coward.

Yeah?

When? All right, I'll be here.

DC Rice. She's on her way over.

Go on.

FIRE ALARM BEEPS

-I think that's all sorted.

-Right.

-Ooh.

You seen Bex?

I think someone's kidnapped her and replaced her with this

beautiful young woman.

Just fancied a new look for Shaki's party.

Sylvie spilt everything. Again.

I'll do that.

-You sure?

-Yeah.

-Thank you.

Well, I can't say I'm sad to see the back of

Marilyn Manson's younger sister.

It's easy to forget how hard it is, being a teenager.

Bex is a lovely girl. You two should be proud.

Yeah, new hairdos, shopping trips, parties. I wish.

-Right, well, listen, I'd better be off. See you later.

-See you.

Oh, no, no, no, don't mention it. Any time.

This changes everything, Birdie. You heard what DC Rice just said.

It's what we've been waiting for. Bring those monsters to justice.

Haven't found them yet, though, have they?

You heard what she said. "Small hiccup."

Meaning something's gone wrong.

Must think we're stupid.

They've used way too much salt.

Tastes all right to me.

Sorry, excuse me.

Awww. Bless. First trimester's always the worst.

-You know, I never had any sickness with either of my two.

-Yeah?

-No.

Then there's all the bits of your body that swell up.

My ankles were like a couple of grapefruits.

-It weren't just my ankles.

-There are some perks.

I remember being sick and starving hungry at the same time.

Who knew that was even possible?

You all right, darling?

No. I've got to go home. Sorry.

But Masood's crotch still needs stitching!

Have a heart. She's pregnant!

Don't want her fainting on us, do we?

-All right, I'll see you, then.

-All right, darling.

-See you.

-See you.

Men. Haven't got a clue, have they?

Don't get me started on childbirth. Look, when I had Pearl...

No, no. Please. Don't.

Then there's all the after-effects.

They don't tell you about them, do they? Stitches. Infections.

Tell you. Well, ladies.

Let's have one last push.

Said the midwife after 48 hours' labour.

Actually, if you don't mind, I might make a move too.

I've got my market induction tomorrow.

-Ah, OK.

-Yeah.

Actually, me too.

My hormones need a rest.

You'll both be there tomorrow, though?

Yeah? To do any last-minute adjustments?

Kim, it's a bit of salsa dance at the Community Centre.

It's not "Strictly Come Walford". See you tomorrow, yeah?

-Yeah, bye.

-See you.

-Shall we sit?

-Please, yeah.

We saw the car outside.

What's happened?

Uniform got a tip-off that someone was going to hurt Simon Atmore.

A threat to life.

They went in,

blues and twos blaring, and Simon and his mate got away.

-Don't you lot talk to each other?

-Phil.

Which was a shame, because Atmore's alibi,

along with those of his accomplices, has fallen through.

What? Does that mean you can arrest them now?

Yeah, when she finds them.

Oh, you did, only PC Plod let them get away.

You know what the courts are like, Mr Mitchell.

I needed to wait until the CPS had authorised all charges.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-I'll go.

This turn of events has been unfortunate,

but we're close. Very close.

What's important now is that there are no more spanners in the works.

Leave this to us.

Ben?

DC Rice has told you, then? They're close to arrests.

-You didn't do anything?

-Nothing happened.

-Ben?

-All I want is to see Simon Atmore behind bars.

I was hoping this news might bring Pam around.

-No?

-I even mention the funeral, she completely shuts down.

Talking about it makes it feel real.

It's what she needs, but it's the last thing she wants.

Why don't I try?

You know, I've been so distracted with my own worries,

-I forgot about your induction.

-Mm.

-You ready?

Not in the slightest.

You know what I used to say to my girls -

-you can only do your best.

-Mm.

I never thought I'd be so excited about getting me own clipboard.

You sure you're up for dancing tomorrow?

Don't want you keeling over again.

Oh, it's nothing a good night's sleep won't sort out.

Although I did have one horrible thought back there...

I told you. Don't worry about a thing until next week.

Then you can discuss all your concerns with the doctor. Yeah?

Right now, it is hammerlock! Embrace! Sombrero!

-See you.

-See you.

DOORBELL RINGS

Please. Just read it.

Got a secret admirer, have you, Dot? Getting your beauty sleep?

No, me migraine is getting worse.

You'll have to gather your stuff and go.

OK.

Always say, don't we? You can only grieve for so long,

and then life is for living.

The alibis falling through changes everything.

What's he doing here?

Yeah, Ben wanted to see you.

Maybe this is the point we could all start to... move on.

"Move on?" You'd love that, wouldn't you?

Get yourself down that Old Compton Street,

find yourself another substitute?

What do you want? My blessing?

There. You have it.

Off you go.

Paul was my grandson. They aren't so easy to replace.

Yeah, maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

No-one could ever replace Paul.

The way you treated him.

-I loved him.

-That's what you call it?

Me and Paul - we had a future together.

We were going to run this place.

You know, I might have not put a ring on his finger

in the traditional way, but this...

This really meant something.

He could've done so much better.

-Ben.

-No.

-No, she's right.

-Let's just go.

He could've done better. He could've done a lot better than me,

because all I did was let him down.

Messing him around.

I couldn't even hold his hand in public, at first, and if ...

If we hadn't have got separated that night...

Paul was a much better person than me, Pam.

Which is why I lie awake every night,

thinking that you were right about what you said.

How it should've been me that died.

Instead of him.

I'm an idiot.

I'm sorry.

And I understand why you need to tell my dad.

I'll take whatever's coming.

I'm not going to tell him.

Poor bloke's been kicked in the teeth enough times. Lucy.

Peter not coming back. Jane.

I thought about returning my laptop. Getting my money back.

So we can start paying off these debts.

Then I realised, this is an investment.

This business is going to be a way so I can start making some

real money. Then we pay Ian back every single penny.

If we're going to start this new life together,

there can't be any more lies between us.

From now on, you have to be completely honest with me.

I will.

I promise.

I can still smell him.

What I said. It was unforgiveable.

I'm just a stupid, heartbroken old woman.

Listen, we've all said, done, stupid things.

Doesn't matter how sad we are. Won't bring him back, will it?

You...

-You have it.

-No...

No. Paul'd want you to.

Please take it.

You... Ben, you've got your whole life ahead of you.

Go forward. Make something of yourself,

for Paul's sake. Promise me?

So, why the sour face?

They just grow up so fast, don't they?

I mean, one minute they're watching Peppa Pig,

and the next minute it's Paramore.

It's hard to keep up.

-You might laugh, it'll be Lily soon.

-Oh, what?

When she can walk herself to school and make her own breakfast?

That must be hell.

All right, just ignore me. I'm having a bad day.

Work's full-on, then I get home, and having Sylvie's like a second job.

-Not that I begrudge it...

-I just heard her and Bex laughing.

She's really good with her.

Doesn't Tina help?

She was supposed to be sorting out some sort of daycare centre.

Which never happened. Typical Tina.

I mean, I swear, she's more of a handful than Bex most of the time.

Who looked lovely, by the way.

I really enjoyed doing it. Belinda suggested that I go full-time.

It's nothing definite,

but, well, the thought of it didn't freak me out.

See? You're getting your confidence back.

Yeah. Life goes on. For all of us.

I'm really proud of you. Paul would've been, too.

There's one last thing I have to deal with.

SALSA MUSIC PLAYS

Come on, my man, feel the music! In your soul, man.

Dee! Dee! Help me out here, the old man's killing me.

I just need the bathroom.

Concentration. Get up, my man! Get up!

-Ooh, my back!

-Oh.

I've been waiting all afternoon. We need to go, now.

The police ain't going after us. They're going to re-arrest Atmore.

All of them.

Right, well we're still leaving, yeah?

What do you mean, "leaving?"

I need to be with my family.

We agreed, you and me, heading north, to start a new life.

-Ben?

-I ain't going anywhere.

Jay, there'll be a trial, all right? I need to be here.

Everything's changed. You can understand, mate!

Jay!

Maybe it ain't just Paul you've got to let go of.

SALSA MUSIC PLAYS

-Tri-angu-lation.

-Yeah, well, that's easy for you to say.