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So, do you think I should get Stace something, then?

For doing my hair and make-up, you know?

I know she said it's her wedding present and that, but she

deserves a bit more than a toaster off the market, don't you think?

Lee...?

Oh. So the place is still standing, then?

Yeah. Check the takings.

Last night went well, then?

Last night went brilliant, didn't it, Lee?

How's Elaine?

She's... She's not good,

she's probably not going to be able to make the wedding.

I'm sorry, darling, she's had a terrible migraine all night.

The hospital have said she needs to rest for a few days.

Yeah. But, but we do have some good news.

-Oh?

-Not just yet, though.

Yeah, it's a surprise.

Just need to iron out a few little details.

You deserve it, all right? You both do.

-Yeah.

-You've had some real bad luck lately.

It's not really luck though, is it?

What?

Well, luck's something you can't help.

-Lee?

-You OK, son?

Big day at work.

Oi, what's the matter?

You've been really quiet all morning.

What time did you come to bed last night?

I was waiting up for ages.

-Lee?

-Why weren't you honest with me?

-What?

-About the miscarriage?

What are you talking about?

You said it weren't chlamydia.

That that weren't the reason.

Abi told me different.

Why, Whit?

No-one can say that it is the reason.

But no-one can say it wasn't. And that's what you told me.

Why did you lie to me?

How was Dad last night?

Tell him I'll be there lunchtime if you're going in this morning.

Got a rush job on this afternoon.

I'm going in after school.

Sharon?

Yeah. Yeah, he was good.

-Good?

-You know what I mean.

I wasn't there long, he had visitors.

Yeah?

Yeah. Mates, you know.

Anyway, I got to go. Got a lot on today.

What do you think?

Nice.

Nice?

OK, hot.

I reckon Patrick should take you somewhere extra-posh today,

never mind Beales.

Make up for standing you up last night.

He didn't stand me up...exactly.

Just left you in the Vic on your own all night.

Well, Patrick's too nice for his own good.

And some people take advantage of that.

Making him do things he doesn't want to do.

So from now on he just does what you want to do, right?

Talk to her, please.

Vincent, it is important.

It is a theory test.

Revision not going well, then?

I thought you had a couple of days left?

The revision, I don't mind, yeah? The hair, the nails, the makeover.

It's psychological, Vincent. If you feel good, you do good.

I couldn't have put it better myself.

Later!

Dot...

Leave it there, I'll get round to it.

But I can't promise today, or tomorrow, cos I've got

all those Halloween costumes.

I want to apologise.

For last night. Badgering you like that.

Oh, did you? I'd quite forgot.

Yeah, and look, I want to make up for it.

Buy you brunch.

I'll be waiting for you in the cafe when you finish.

I told you, I've got all these service washes.

Please? Indulge a guilty old man.

Well, I can't promise it.

Hi.

Hi.

I just wanted to say thank you for yesterday.

And I was wondering about lunch?

I really enjoyed our little chat. Hey.

I had no idea your dad used to be a successful businessman.

It's so nice to find a man like you round here.

A man like me?

Someone who understands the financial world.

And you're right, there is definitely

a resemblance between you and James... That Dragon.

Caan?

Men with an eye for investment.

Belinda, I said I'd take a look at your books...

-I know.

-..cos I thought maybe I could help out a little.

I'm really grateful.

But not bail you out.

Right.

I think there's been a bit of a misunderstanding.

Erm, maybe I'd better...

Belinda.

You made that lady sad.

Come on, come on!

Oi, I've done it.

-You've got through?

-What?

The bin people.

I've been trying to talk to a human being for the last half hour.

No, no, I'm talking about Lee and Whit's surprise.

Billy's said yes.

Billy?

-Did you ask me to sort this or not?

-Yeah, but...

Right, so all you've got to do is get into Honey's earhole

-about the dog and we are sweet.

-Me?

Yes, you! Now, listen, Billy's sorted so just get it done.

Oh, at last... It's gone to voicemail!

Hello, this is Linda Carter from the Queen Victoria pub...

-Lee knows.

-Knows what?

About the miscarriage. He knows I lied to him.

How?

Whit... Whit, you'll make things worse.

Stay out of it.

What the hell do you think you're playing at?

I was trying to say sorry, OK?

Cos your own life's so miserable?

Well, I didn't realise he didn't know.

Is that why you can't stand anyone else being happy?

Well, you two ain't so perfect, are you?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, I thought you'd have already discussed this.

Isn't that what perfect couples in perfect relationships do,

actually talk to each other?

I didn't realise you had lied to him. If I had,

I never would have said a word.

What do you know about relationships anyway, Abi?

You turned your boyfriend gay, didn't you?

SHE LAUGHS

Don't normally see you in the middle of the day.

Don't tell the boss.

That van that's coming in, punter can't drop it off till two,

reckon we'll be on it till midnight.

Everything OK?

Never better.

Sharon said you had some visitors yesterday.

Did she?

Some old mates, yeah?

Sharon's been talking, then?

Might have known she couldn't keep her mouth shut.

You know Sharon.

Yeah, and I know my own mind, Ben.

There's... There's reasons,

good reasons why I'm doing what I'm doing.

So what are you doing?

All right, Mas, what can I get you?

-Fish fingers, is it? Brain food?

-Yeah. For me too.

Belinda...

Message received and understood.

I know, I know.

This ain't favouritism or anything, between you and Lou.

It's just...

It's just how we've always done things, from my dad,

right back to his dad too.

You know, boys, they always make their own way.

That's how it works.

So if you had two girls...

I ain't got two girls, have I?

But if you had - everything you'd got

would be split between them, yeah?

I suppose so.

And if you had two boys, it'd all go to the cats' home?

What's the point in talking about how things would be if they

were different? I'm trying to make things work as they are now.

So when were you planning on telling me?

-What?

-You've already told Sharon.

She came in when Ritchie was here, I didn't have any choice.

So when was I going to find out?

What does it matter?

Today? Tomorrow?

Before the transplant? After?

This has got nothing to do with the transplant.

Well, say something.

What can I say? You didn't promise me any of your money.

Or the house.

If Lou and Sharon get all that, then that's up to you.

You did promise me The Arches, though.

Now they get that too, yeah?

Ben, you don't need me to give you anything.

Bright boy like you,

you'll earn more money than I could ever give you.

Good job.

This is just...

How things are done. How your dad did them.

I remember something else you said about him.

How you wished you'd stood up to him,

and not did what he said all the time.

Something else you've changed your mind about, yeah?

Dot, Dot, I'm so glad you came.

Yes, well, I got through them washes quicker than I thought I would.

-All right, Teen?

-All right, Donna, what can I get you?

Can I get a coffee to take away, please? It's freezing out there.

Actually, scratch that...

Kamil?

He doesn't like it when people are sad.

Out of the mouths of infants.

What is?

-Sorry?

-Out of the mouths of infants?

Yeah, it's a quote.

So what does it mean?

It's just what people say.

Even if they don't know what it means?

I'm really trying here...

"Out of the mouths of infants and suckling babes ofttimes come gems."

I learnt it at Sunday School.

About the only thing I did learn.

Look. Now I'm not sad.

We could still throw around some ideas if you like.

You know, to drum up business.

Nah, let's go for a drink. You go on, I'll lock up.

But let's talk about anything but business, OK? Thank you.

Careful!

Forgotten something?

-Patrick?

-What the hell is this?

What do you think you're playing at?

I've been sitting, waiting in that restaurant for over half an hour.

Lunch. You promised me, remember?

There you go.

Sorry for the delay, it's mental in here today.

I think maybe I'd better be going...

-Yes, maybe you should.

-Dorothy, sit down.

-What?

-Please.

Have you actually lost your mind?

Sitting in here with a greasy fry-up...

-Mum!

-What the...?

What the what, Claudette?

I really better be going.

I said, sit down.

Oh, I say.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry, I had forgotten lunch.

But you know what?

I would have cancelled it anyway.

What? Why?

Because you are an evil woman.

You have an evil heart, an evil mind and a nasty tongue.

And I don't want to spend the rest of my time with a woman like that.

Not when I have kind and decent people I could be with.

Are you saying what I think you're saying?

So what? Haven't I made myself clear, woman?

I don't want to be with you.

And I don't want to spend any more time with you.

And now, if you'll excuse me, my dear,

I'd like to finish my lunch with someone I do.

Claudette just lost it.

Vincent, it's me...

For heaven's sake, Patrick, that's the sort of behaviour

I'd expect from 18-year-olds, not pensioners.

Dot, Dot, Dot, I'm sorry you got involved.

But I ain't involved, that's the whole point.

I ain't sorry about anything else, though.

You and Claudette... I mean, you were stepping out together.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but I thought it was companionship,

you know - someone to have fun with.

That is why I took up with her. Well, why I thought I did.

I don't know what you mean.

Since Yolande...

Yes?

I hated it.

What?

Spending my days alone - it scared me.

I mean, me and Claudette, it was never a relationship, not really.

It was just me giving in to it.

Giving into fear, Dot.

Cheers, Helen.

Why didn't you tell me?

Look, none of this was my idea, OK?

I never said it was.

All I want to know is why you didn't level with me this morning.

It wasn't a case of not levelling with you.

Or didn't you think it was any of my business?

No, it wasn't that either.

Has something happened?

Is Phil OK?

Dad's made a new will. I'm being cut out.

You're being what?

Just leave it, Mum, OK, yeah?

This is between me and Dad.

Not any more, it ain't. Michael, can you just watch the stall for me?

Mum...

Mum!

I know what everyone round here thinks - salon's just

a plaything, something to pass the time. But...

Listen to me, getting all serious!

Sounds like it is, to you.

Nev, my ex, no matter what I did, he always made me feel like

he was throwing me a few sweets in between makeovers.

I suppose I just wanted to prove something to myself.

You don't want to hear all this.

My wife...

Well, my ex-wife, Zainab, she was always the same with me.

Anything important, family stuff, she always kept it from me.

She dealt with it instead,

and she kept it from me until it was too late and I couldn't help anyway.

Makes you feel like an outsider in your own home, like you've

always got your face pressed up against the glass,

everyone on the inside and you looking in.

Well, sounds like you're well rid of her too.

These books of yours - why don't I come round tomorrow morning?

We can go through them then.

We could go through them now.

I told Carmel I'd only be an hour or so.

Tomorrow, then. We're going to need longer than an hour.

Right.

Here.

I put extra sugar in it.

Mum!

I want you to sort this.

What?

You're not going to let him get away with this, I hope.

He humiliated me in public!

Mum, just calm down, will you?

I want him to pay for this, I want you to make him pay.

What?

He hurt me, Vincent. He hurt your mother.

And now you want him hurt, too?

Mm?

Oh, here he is. How did it go?

Your big day at work?

Oh, yeah. It was good.

It's nice to see you, erm, semi-smiling again.

You seemed a bit didgy this morning.

Well, now we've both got you here, yeah?

-We're moving out.

-What?

Well, you did such a good job last night.

Just for the wedding night.

We're going to be staying with, erm, some mates on the Square.

Yeah, and we won't be back till late the following morning.

We know that a night in the Vic ain't exactly a honeymoon,

-but at least you're on your own.

-Thank you.

You know, you can do whatever you've got to do.

Oi, you, behave!

What, what? No. Apart from that, all right? I won't have all that.

Not under this roof. Don't need any of that now.

Lee...

Dot.

I'm getting a head start for tomorrow. I won't get all

this done before closing time if I don't put in a few extra hours.

Yeah. Look, you've probably got this

but I'll leave it just in case.

What is it?

It's the number for the doctor's surgery.

Please, Dot, call them.

I mean, if you want, I'll call them.

If I'd said yes...

..if I'd told you earlier I was marching round to Patrick's,

do what you wanted me to do...

..you would have just watched me walk out of here and...

It's Patrick, Mum. Sweet old Patrick.

Not Eric Mitchell.

But that doesn't matter, though, does it?

Don't matter whatever happens, don't matter who upsets you.

Eric is still the only one you see.

Go to Linford's, Mum. Get away for a while.

Clear your head.

For your sake.

For all our sakes.

Mum, just leave it...

Oh, the jungle drums been beating, have they?

-What?

-If you mean, have I talked to Ben? Yes, I have.

And I already told you, it's none of your business.

How much more do you think he can take, eh, Phil?

I mean, he has been that close,

that close these last few months to losing it totally,

but do you know the one thing that's kept him going?

Kept him putting one foot in front of the other each day?

-What is all this?

-The fact that he can still do some good. For you.

That he can actually make a difference,

and the one person he's doing it all for kicks him in the teeth.

All right, Kath, you've said enough.

Oh, I haven't even started yet.

And I've got a few things to say to you, an' all.

She doesn't know anything about it.

Why should you be treated any differently?

I mean, Ben is Phil's kid too, the same as you, there should be

no difference.

So why is it that if anything happens to your old man,

he gets nothing and you cop for the lot?

-I do what?

-Oh, yeah. The house, the business,

any money he's got stashed away. And knowing your old man,

there'll be plenty of that.

But the only way Lou's going to get all that is if Phil dies, and as

that ain't going to happen any time soon, this is all a waste of time.

-I bet you're all right though, ain't you?

-What?

Well, I bet you're not left out in the cold.

Whatever arrangements Phil's made for me and Denny are private.

I thought this had your hand all over it!

Listen, can we all just calm down?

-You always could wrap Den and Angie round your little fingers.

-Leave it, Kathy, all right?

-You're putting your life at risk for him...

-Dad?

Mum, get out.

-ALARM BEEPS

-I said, get out!

PHIL COUGHS

You were never good enough for me anyway.

I think it's the opposite.

What?

I don't think you believe you're good enough for anybody.

He is turning his back on you.

Don't that tell you what he thinks of you?

He can think what he wants.

Oh, Ben, please do not tell me that you're still going through

with this transplant.

This changes nothing, yeah?

I promised to do this. I still am.

I'm sorry, OK?

I should have been honest with you.

You shouldn't have found out from Abi.

It's just when Johnny said that you were blaming yourself...

Wait, wait, wait, what? Johnny knew about this as well?

Yeah.

You were feeling bad enough as it was. Lee, I was just trying

to protect you. I didn't want you having that on your mind.

And it is just one of those things. I don't blame you for it, I promise.

Johnny knows because I needed someone to talk to.

But that wasn't the reason, though, was it?

What do you mean?

You didn't think I could handle it?

You didn't think I could cope?

No. I didn't.

I'm being completely honest here with you, Lee.

That's how I want us to be from now on, about everything.

We're getting married in a couple of days.

We need to get everything out there, start as we mean to go on.

No more lies.