19/09/2016 EastEnders

COUGHING

What?

What's this?

HE SIGHS

DOOR SLAMS

If I wanted to work...

I would have come out of retirement.

I mean, where is the harm in putting all your rubbish in together, eh?

Landfills.

Landfills.

The binmen don't want to sort it!

They have a whole heap of people sitting around

locked up and doing nothing.

You know the hearing's this morning?

Yeah, finally. Pam said.

Sharon reckons Ben can't face it.

Those boys, I mean, they're guilty of Paul's murder.

The judge is not going to grant them bail, surely?

HE SIGHS

Do you want one?

Habit.

OK.

I keep doing it - I bought this massive bit of salmon on Saturday.

Er...actually, if, erm... If you and Bex...

If you've not got nothing planned for dinner...

No.

(No.)

It's fine, I can...

I can freeze half of it, anyway.

Tina...

Kettering want me to start next week.

And it looks like the unit are going to give me my holiday, so...

Oh, brilliant. Yeah.

I mean, I might as well go, and get on with it.

When?

Tomorrow.

Oh.

Brilliant.

Now, do you want me to help you get Sylvie up?

No, no, no, erm... Shirley's on her way over.

Mum's got to get used to life without you, hasn't she?

I'm sorry.

(Yeah.)

(Yeah, so am I.)

TINA SIGHS

SHE SOBS

DOOR SLAMS

FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS

Why aren't you at school?

Bex, please don't ignore me.

You can't just move out now!

You do not get to bunk off.

Go and get your school uniform on,

and I'm going to drive you there myself.

Rebecca, don't ignore me!

Are you trying to ruin every single bit of my life before you leave?

Rebecca, once your GCSEs are over, you can move to Kettering.

Next June, Mum!

June!

You know how stressed I get about exams.

How am I meant to concentrate when I'm sleeping on an airbed?

When I'm sharing a room with a six-year-old?

Dad's flat is rammed!

Fine, all right. Come, then! Go back down to Year 10.

Why?!

What have I done?

Have I got a problem with one subject I'm taking?

No, but it isn't my fault, all right, that different places have different exam boards, Rebecca.

Yeah, yeah, well, what about my mates?

Every single idea you come up with, it's me who loses out, Mum.

You need to go to school.

You don't get to tell me what to do.

He was welling up.

I thought visiting was today. Mm!

And I goes, "Er, Ryan, you might want to save the crying

"until we've got you baby-sitting every other night."

Cos we've always said that the minute he gets out,

we're living on the same street.

How much longer can they keep him on remand, then?

And then he goes, "Are you sure that's a baby in there and not just biscuits?"

LAUREN CHUCKLES Cheek of it.

And I said, "Actually, Ryan I am well up for getting fat."

WHITNEY CHUCKLES Every year, counting every lettuce leaf.

When have you ever eaten lettuce?

And putting it on - that's the easy bit.

You're like a stick, Lauren.

Oh, please.

I'm telling you, once you have a baby, Whitney,

everything just sags.

If I had the money...

I'd get a little tuck.

I should have been born a Kardashian. THEY CHUCKLE

Some woman at toddler group, right,

she's having her son's first birthday in the community centre.

He's having a bouncy castle, a clown, balloons...

On Saturday, Louie got spread cheese sandwiches

and a Teletubby cake with icing that wouldn't stick.

Well, I liked the cake.

And the only thing a toddler's going to get out of a clown is freaked out.

Yeah.

Having a big bash right now...

It wouldn't feel right, anyway.

She's still in the toilet.

Is this Sonia?

You've been blubbing again.

Don't come in, Stan!

What's she doing in that toilet?

I don't know - she's been up there ages.

TINA SNIFFS She's probably brushing her hair.

We are really lucky.

Got his grandad, his nan, his great nan...

Ben.

There is always someone there to keep Louie entertained.

Mmm. And Linda's knitting booties, so...

Give me their opinions... Tell me. Get him giddy...

Give him whatever sweet I've just said he can't have.

You wait. You think now's bad?

I said to Steven... Well, I didn't say - I text him.

In the same room, but that's what we have to do if we want a private conversation. Yeah, we do that.

I said, "Look, I am really grateful. I am. But...

"..you can't have your own little family

"when you ain't got your own space."

I've said that. I feel like I'm constantly cleaning,

and trying to get Louie to shut up...

LAUREN SIGHS I know this sounds really bad.

But sometimes, I feel like this house is just full of nappies

and incontinence pads and stuffy rooms and bleach up my nose.

Who knows what it's going to be like

when they're only doing the bins once every other week?

What recycling bin does a dirty nappy go in?

I don't know.

Do you know what, though?

If Lucy was still here, she'd be grateful.

Yeah. For five minutes.

Then she'd be straight round to Uncle Jack's,

trying to cut herself a deal renting his last flat.

How can I?

DOOR OPENS

BABY CRIES

LAUREN SIGHS

And then I thought, if you're letting Billy hold the fort,

we really should pop into the library.

We don't want to go overdue, do we, Les?

We're letting him down.

I don't think that's true.

Yes, I know - DC Rice said we shouldn't go.

You said we shouldn't go.

And I agreed with you.

But is that what Paul would want?

He's not here.

Exactly!

I want to see them squirm, Pam.

I want those evil yobs to dare to look me in the eye.

No, Les. Don't, please.

And I'll tell you what - they'd better hope bail is refused,

or I will not be answerable for my actions!

DOOR SLAMS

SHE SIGHS

What's the matter?

What?

What you sat down for?

Cos I fancied a break from standing up, Lee.

SHE CHUCKLES

Stop panicking!

I'm just sitting here - I'm thinking.

What about?

How many bins does one street need?

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Give me strength.

This IS breakfast.

I've had my breakfast.

You didn't eat your breakfast.

I want pie and mash over the caff.

Sit down and eat your breakfast!

I don't think much of your customer service, lady.

How about a nice cup of tea, Mum?

Just have a cup of tea.

Mum!

You ARE joking?

What do you want to move out for?

Is this all cos I asked to come to the scan? Cos I backed off, didn't I, Mick?

No, no, it ain't. We've been looking to rent on and off for over a month now.

Oh.

No. No, look... HE SIGHS

Look, Jack's only got one flat left,

and Lauren says, you know, he really needs to pay his mortgage off, so we were thinking,

if we could get a little bit of a deposit together...

So you want to borrow some readies, is that what it is?

Mum, look, it's nothing personal, all right?

It wasn't personal when you left Nan in Watford, was it? Yes, Lee.

It was. 100%! L, just...

It's fine.

It is fine!

You're my grown-up boy.

Perfectly entitled to make your own decisions.

To be honest, I'll be glad to cut back on the housework.

I'll be able to put my feet up.

Get cracking with the knitting.

DOOR SLAMS I get it.

I get it.

A bird needs a nest - she's having a baby.

I'll struggle to find you two bags for a deposit, though, I'm sorry. LEE SIGHS

I've already asked Jack for mates' rates.

Ah.

Well, you're forgetting Jack's got a bit of a thing for me, ain't he?

Ever since we had that little...

That little kiss. LEE CHUCKLES

So, erm...

I'll whack me lips on him and see what I can do, all right? Ta.

Oi..

Don't say I don't look after ya.

SHE SIGHS

Thanks, Trace.

SHE SIGHS

I'm telling you, Patrick -

I don't know how much longer I can hack this.

SHE SIGHS

Vincent is sulking... Mm. ..Denise is thinking. Mm.

My weekend was so quiet, I thought I had gone deaf.

PATRICK CHUCKLES

You are not going to let up until she says yes, are you?

That little baby is my blood relative, Patrick.

It's my duty to adopt it.

What, and raise it across the Square?

Oh, come on, now, man, Kim.

You know Denise is not going to just stand back and allow that.

Well, that's a fact that I had not considered.

Hmm.

Look, it all falls apart if she ain't here.

What?

I cannot predict her any more.

I just can't.

I mean, she could just as well pack a bag and head off like Masood.

And how's she going to know that I'm bringing up her child "all wrong"

if she's halfway round the world in a tepee or something?

A tepee?

She's single, pregnant and 47 years old. Mm.

She reads plays for pleasure, Patrick.

Anything could happen next.

Yes? Hiya.

Oh! Thank you! SHE CHUCKLES

There's me being all modern.

I thought I was going to have to wash my hands in the water fountain.

Third stop since we set off.

That's nerves for you.

PAM CHUCKLES

I'd rather be anywhere than here.

PAM SIGHS

I'd rather have a tooth pulled.

PAM CHUCKLES

WOMAN SOBS

Oh, what's to do?

Oh...

I'm just saying. Like...

Do you remember some of the strokes we used to pull...

You know, just to get that...

lovely bit of privacy?

Yeah.

Get a room.

Anyone would think that you wanted 'em to leave. I'm not saying that.

?2,000, Mick.

Seriously?

On a rented flat? Do you know what I could do with that kind of cash?

I know, it's a lot of dough - we ain't got it about.

We've got to try and help 'em in some way, though. Yeah, I am. I do.

This is me, ain't it? Is it me? Is it my fault?

Have I turned into my mother? No!

No. Leave off.

You've got longer hair.

Baby, look, we've got to look at the alternatives, OK,

because if they're adamant they are going to have it on their Jack...

Oh! Listen, listen...

If our boy can't get a plot round here,

logic says they're going to move further away.

Not a scrap of toilet roll to be seen.

Course, usually, I carry a little packet of tissues,

but I've used them all. Ah, here!

Oh, it's fine. Please. It's clean.

Thank you. That's really kind.

Oh... I think we're all just as scared as each other.

Thank you.

'..Frankie Byrne, Neil Crossley and

'Tom Eden, to Court One, please.'

I can't believe this is happening.

No.

Imagine it. A whole flat.

I've never had a bathroom to myself before.

No.

You're hacked off, ain't you?

I said you'd be hacked off.

That's why I never came with Lee to ask you.

Look, Linda...

I'm not trying to come between you both.

No.

You've made me feel so welcome.

And this is yours.

I don't...

It's just I've always felt like the add-on.

You know, like the extra one.

I just want to be a mum, Linda.

I don't want to be a kid having a baby in someone else's house.

No.

I said to Lee, in case we get it,

just warning him, that I'm going to be just as bossy and obsessed

and picky about every little detail, just like his mother is.

And your date of birth is January 16th, 1990?

Yes.

Simon Atmore,

Frankie Byrne, Neil Crossley and Tom Eden...

..it is said against all four of you

that on 16th July, 2016,

you did murder Paul Coker, contrary to common law.

You're not going to find your mum in here, all right?

Sylvie! Your mum's gone!

But she will be back in a minute, won't she?

She'll be back in a minute.

Yeah, let's all go to La-La land, shall we? I thought we said

we shouldn't do this, that it's cruel?

Yeah, to be kind, so sometimes we do.

If you want to tell her over and over again that her mother is dead,

be my guest.

I thought you could cope with this, I'm meant to be at work.

Hello, Sylvie. Shall I get you a little glass of Prosecco?

Oh, yeah, wicked, let's get her drunk, an' all, eh?

That'll really chill everything out.

You know what, I lied. I can't do this.

I can't do her. She is doing my head in.

So what's the alternative?

We'll have to come up with a rota or something.

Why don't we have a look at our specials?

Then you can tell me what you want for your lunch, Sylvie, yeah?

Yeah, yeah. They won't let me have no breakfast.

Is this why you got me off the stall? Son?

You're on then off again more times than Bex's straighteners.

But she's upset.

If I stick around in Walford, I'll be rubbing Tina's nose in it.

And if I leave, I'm going to have a daughter

who's never gonna forgive me. It's Kettering, not Cape Town.

I thought this was a great opportunity for you.

It is. So take it. You know I'll look after Bex.

Sonia. You're allowed to be happy.

Yeah. Yeah.

Why were you such a plum when we was together?

Cos I really like you now.

I'm the one that got away, aren't I, sweetheart?!

Probably your biggest mistake.

Then again, I mean, she's been through so much, hasn't she?

Mostly all down to me.

She's got three years left of school.

I can't take this job, can I?

Martin?

Yeah. Sorry, zoned out again.

Well, I don't know, do I?

It's got to be your decision.

It's not right, though, is it? Sonia learns on the job,

then gets paid a load more cash to work at a private hospital?

Where does that leave the NHS?

Knackered, broke, over-stretched.

That's why she's going in the first place.

And she won't be making "loads" more money.

Are you seriously defending her?

Well, how is it her fault?

What about her quality of life?

What about the people who can't afford the "quality"?

Yeah.

Why don't you talk to me and not about me, eh?

No. No. I...

Oi!

She was sticking up for you in there!

Ain't it enough that you broke Tina's heart?

Since when did it turn into your business? Oh, right.

You dumping your daughter to live with Tina.

No, not at all. All right? Bex is moving in with her dad.

How's she meant to come up with the rent?

You know she'll probably have to give notice on that house,

but, I tell you what, don't you worry about it.

You just wash your hands and walk away.

OK.

I said it from the start, women like you, pretending to be

a lezza like it's a lifestyle choice.

Shirley! I really don't think Sonia's private life

should be up for public discussion.

Oi, butt out. What? As you were.

You're a selfish cow.

How's she meant to manage a job and look after Sylvie as well?

The same way I did, Shirley - with difficulty!

Talk about taking the rise.

You Carters turned down every little bit of help Sylvie was

entitled to and not one of you steps up.

I've been doing the whole lot on my own!

Do you know how much it'd cost you, one-to-one care? With my experience?

Your whole family owe me,

you cheeky, mouthy, brutal old witch! What?

You heard me.

And do you know what, he's right, Martin.

There is always a good reason why "women like me" have to wait.

Back of the queue. Clearing the mess. Missing our chance. Well, no!

I'm allowed to be happy.

Sylvie ain't my job.

She never was. Do you know why?

Because she's your mother, she's not mine.

And I hope she bites you.

With regard to the remand,

I am satisfied this is a case where you cannot be granted bail.

There are substantial grounds for believing that you would fail

to surrender to bail in view of the seriousness of the crime.

What? I can't go home?

Please go with the custody officers.

It weren't me.

Are you listening? I never done nothing!

Liar! Les! You are a liar, boy!

Liar! Liar!

For pity's sake, Les, please. Please!

Please.

So...I give it him both barrels. The full-on spiel.

Full-on Carter charm.

I mean, I can't count the amount of times I've had traffic

wardens rip up their tickets. It's embarrassing.

I've offered them a free pint on a Friday, offered him a place

on the football team, when we start one up again.

And Jack still said no. He's got a load of viewings.

Oh, well. That doesn't mean anyone'll take the place, does it?

Oh, Whit, let's face it, if Jack ain't gonna cut us a deal,

then we've got no chance, have we? It makes no odds, right?

I don't earn nearly enough to rent that flat.

Justice. Where is the justice?

Justice is they didn't get let out on bail, Les.

Nah, hanging is too good.

I'll put the kettle on.

To stand there and barefaced lie. Ben identified them.

What the hell do they think they're going to achieve?

You've said all this.

Yes, and I'll say it again, Pam. All right?

Please stop being so cross!

And I will go on saying it just as long as it takes.

And where the hell are we meant to put all this? Outside.

Why? Why do we have to sort out all this...

Because that's what it's like when someone dies!

And you, you carry on not even thinking of your blood pressure,

you'll be right behind him.

Is that what you want?

To leave me? On my own entirely? Is that it?

No.

Then stop shutting me out.

How many times? Stop ignoring me.

It is rude, Les.

Ranting like a maniac in that court.

I just told the truth. Yes, you were!

And have you any idea how frightening it is?

I don't hardly recognise you, it's like...

it's like living sat on top of a powder keg.

Seething one minute, shouting the next,

weeks and weeks of nothing,

that set face, that ridiculous stiff upper lip.

It's not right. It's not normal.

I think it's high time you stop pretending

that I didn't suggest her.

Stop pretending...

..that she never existed.

If you need her, Les...

..then you need her.

And you obviously do need her.

And I'm not asking you this time, I am telling you.

If you...

..if you don't do Christine...

..I don't think we're going to survive this.