Mick's problems continue, and one family struggles to hold it together. Carmel throws a surprise baby shower for Denise - how will she react?
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Lee, you ain't even opened half of these!
So, what did you think was going to happen?
What, you'd just ignore them and they'd go away, yeah?
They were meant to be paid today.
They were meant to be paid today, or they go to a debt-collection agency.
What you saying sorry for? What's sorry going to do?
What are you going to do, ring 'em up and say sorry? "Sorry, I ain't got your money this month.
"Sorry. Is that all right?"
Stop saying sorry to me, all right? I've done it.
I put it on a credit card.
Well, what choice did I have?
HE MUTTERS ANGRILY
Everything all right?
Your mum rang.
Your nan, um...
It's not looking good.
-She's going to be fine, though, right?
-It's too early to say.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Anyway, they're going to try and get some flights, come home,
and then your mum's going to stay in Watford with her for a bit.
-For how long?
-I don't know.
Where are you going?
I'm going to find out how much it is to fly 'em home, all right?
Now, start setting up.
Where can I get a cake for Denise's poxy baby shower?
Sorry. Meant to put that in the recycling last night.
I'll replace it, obviously.
No, don't worry about it. It's just a cheap one.
-Oh, are you moving out?
Oh! Oh, no, no. Just doing a load of washing.
Wondered if you wanted to bung any of yours in with it.
Oh, sorry, I didn't...I didn't mean it like that. I just meant...
-You know, Tim must be missing you.
-Yeah. He rang last night, actually.
Got a bit mushy about how much we miss each other.
So, I booked a flight.
-I'm going home.
Um, I tell you what, leave your washing there
and I'll find time to run it down the high street.
Can't have you going home with dirty knickers, now, can we?
Thanks. I need to pop in on Sharon. Phil's home today.
-Want to make sure she's OK before I go.
There you go.
And the other one. Yes.
Don't you look great, eh, in your new uniforms?
-My hair's wrong.
-It looks lovely!
I don't want to go to my new school.
Listen, mate, you can't keep coming back to Walford once we move.
-Maybe it's too soon.
-They need routine.
Glenda, just leave Jack to do what he thinks is best, yeah?
I thought you were going home last night?
It's not how Mum or Auntie Ronnie do it.
They're not here, are they?
-Come here. I'll take a look at it.
-Look, we're going to be late.
No, no, five minutes won't make any difference.
No, we're going to be late. Come on.
Are you, um...
Are you going to stay in Essex all day?
What if...? I mean, I'm sure they won't,
but what if one of them has a little wobble?
-They'll be OK.
-Yeah, I'm sure they will. I just...
-You don't want to be late.
-You know what? I need to be back.
It's the coroner's report today.
Come on, kids.
I'll let you carry my bag to matches.
Yeah, yeah, I'll let you iron my kit.
Maybe get you tickets sometimes. You can watch me play.
-Do you think he'll make the team?
-Tell me you don't still care.
I'm just saying that he's not too bad.
You do, don't you?
-You still like him.
-You so do!
You total toenail!
Yeah, well, it's not like I'm trying to buy a new motor or anything.
I mean, we're talking about a medical emergency, so...
How long do you think that'll take?
OK. Well, you just bell me back on this number, yeah?
Yeah, yeah. Thank you. Bye.
What's the matter?
How much do you reckon it is from Alicante to here?
You know, taxis both ends?
And if it's, like, a medical thing?
-Ooh, good couple of grand?
-Yeah. Try 15,000 euros.
Have you got it?
I could just do without the hassle, you know.
-What's the matter, anyway?
-Oh, I feel bad asking now.
No, go on.
Kathy has started a delivery service.
And you're telling me because...?
Cos I told her I could ride a bike, and I can't.
I do love you, Teen.
-Do you want another tea?
-Oh, I'm fine, thanks.
Well, you've got to keep your fluids up.
I'm 50% tea already.
-Right, have you taken your pills?
-I've taken my pills.
Good. That's good.
-I ain't going to mess this up.
-I'm only checking.
-I owe it to Tony.
-Yeah, of course.
And the bloke who died, who gave me his liver.
Having you back here, just the two of us...
The place is looking lovely.
..Michelle doesn't know that Mark knows that Grant's his dad.
Well, I ain't going to tell her.
Well, I know in the summer you thought it was important,
but, well, if he hasn't told her...
-She'd hit the roof.
-All that matters right now is getting better.
Like I said, I ain't going to mess this up.
Anyway, it's not as if I'm going to go and see her, is it?
-Catch up on old times.
-KNOCK ON DOOR
Only me. Welcome home.
Why lie, though?
Because when I was young, everyone had a bike except me.
I just can't believe I didn't know that.
And I was embarrassed, all right?
So, when she asked if I could ride, I said I could.
Didn't you, like, give Sonia a bike once or...?
-That was an exercise bike, Mick. They don't fall over.
You sure you'll be able to teach me before tomorrow?
Course. Course. I just need to have a chat with Babe first, right?
-Give me a minute.
I've got a delivery coming at half nine
and I've got to sort something out for Teen.
Can you deal with it?
What you doing?
Not like we couldn't do with the money.
Oi! That's my pint!
And what about when I lose my licence? Then what?
Turn it in.
You all right?
Got a bit of food in.
I had to stop off to get some petrol.
You know, the sooner we get out of here, the better.
You ain't got to go, you know.
Why? Why? Because you've just filled my fridge up?
No, cos you ain't thinking straight, are you?
Ain't you got a job to get back to or something?
I mean, and you know what? Can you just pack your bedding up
when you've finished with it, as well, please?
-How were the kids?
-Yes, they're fine,
-like I said they would be.
-Good. Good. Well, that's good.
-Er, the family liaison officer just rang.
He's coming over early evening with the interim coroner's report.
He said he was coming here lunchtime.
Did he say what might be in it?
It ain't going to be nothing we don't already know.
It just doesn't make sense.
-Where you going?
-I've got to pack.
-Put your right foot...
Right, that's it. Now, listen.
Push down really, really hard, all right?
Then you keep pedalling. Go on, girl. Go on. Go. Go on. Go!
-Go on. That's it. Bang on.
-Absolutely bang on.
-I'm doing it!
-That's it. Keep going. Keep going.
-How do I stop?
-Pull the brake.
-Pull the... Pull the brake!
-Well, it's a start, ain't it?
All right if I put this up?
Supper clubs and quiz nights?
Different country each week. Bring your passport.
-Any of your passports.
-Oh, you ain't doing this for Mick.
Can't have a business go under, can you?
See it all the time. One day, you're busy and then...
Er, someone left these in lost property.
I think the trotters are chucking up a little bit.
-Oh, they're disgusting!
SHE LAUGHS Oh, I'm such an idiot!
Are you still worrying about the money for Elaine?
It's just a pain.
So, the bailiffs ain't coming in, then?
Don't be so stupid.
You remember that time they came for Dad
when he hadn't kept up the payments on the TV,
but he'd already sold it down the pub?
-Yeah, he'd put the rent money
-on a dog or something, didn't he?
And he flogged the three-piece suite.
We spent the next six months living on upturned orange boxes.
Not funny at the time, though, was it?
SHE SIGHS No, I suppose not.
Come here, darling. Aw!
We spent the afternoon at the park, didn't we?
Then we went out for pizza.
I gave Matthew a bath and I've put him to bed.
Traffic was a nightmare. He's not here yet, is he?
-Just take them two upstairs, yeah?
Come on, let's go up.
What do you mean, no? My mother-in-law is stuck in Spain.
I need that money.
Yes. Do you know how long I've been banking with you?
Oh, go away, you mug.
They won't extend my credit card.
They won't give me a loan.
I mean, they'll lend you what you want when you don't need it,
-but when you do, it's...
-This is Lee's fault.
-Yeah, I know.
But it was my decision, Babe. I don't blame him.
-Yeah, I know YOU would.
It didn't help, you know, with Tina going on about
when we were kids and our telly was repossessed.
I mean, she laughs about it, but...
You know, I've tried my whole life not to be like my old man,
and now this.
-You ain't told Johnny, have you?
About earlier on - the beer...
Yeah, do me a favour - don't do that again.
Thought you'd be glad of the extra cash.
Yeah, and what about when I lose my licence?
So, what are you going to do?
From somewhere. Anywhere.
Who's taking out a payday loan?
-Um...nobody, I don't think.
-So, what's this?
Oh, that was me.
I was thinking of trading in the Rialto.
Are you mad? Do you know the rate of interest these sharks charge?
Oh, I was only having a nose.
Yeah, anyway, what you using my laptop for?
I'm looking up questions for the quiz next week.
I couldn't find my charger.
Babe, seriously, you don't want to go anywhere near these sharks.
-They'll have the skin off your back.
-All right, all right! I hear you.
Go on. Go and sort out your quiz. And use your own laptop.
-This is you hurrying back, is it?
-Have they fed you?
-I ain't a dog.
Oh. I was going to make you something.
Thought I'd do him something nice.
-Have you taken all your pills?
-He's taken everything.
Why does everyone keep thinking I'm going to forget my pills?
-Come through and put your feet up.
Do you know what? I'm going up to bed.
-You haven't eaten.
-So, leave me a plate out.
Come back for a bit of peace and quiet.
To think I was looking forward to having my husband home(!)
Good job I brought this.
-Oh, no, we don't have drinks in the house.
-Yeah, Louise is right.
-He's gone to bed, hasn't he?
-The doctors are really strict.
He's not going to come back down.
-No, I know, but...
-Now you've done your cooking, you can...
You are allowed to look after yourself, too.
Listen, I know that you said it wouldn't be a late one,
but, you know, Helen's not even here yet
and I just don't feel like I'm going to be the best company tonight.
OK, just give me a ring back when you get this, all right?
-Sorry, I was miles away.
-No, don't worry about it.
No, no, no, I'll do it. I'll do it.
-Are you all right?
-Yeah, it's just Linda being away.
You know, I'm run off my feet with Ollie and...
You know, I'm just...I feel like a single parent.
I just don't know how they do it.
Although I know loads of single parents
-that manage really well, so...
-It's fine. It's fine.
I'm actually quite pleased that the dad isn't involved.
-Not everyone's cut out to be a dad, are they?
-Tell me about it.
Yeah, I've got two dads. Both useless.
Although it weren't really Buster's fault.
You know, my mum didn't, you know, tell him about me, so...
Do you wish she had?
Yeah, yeah, I do.
Not that I'm saying that Buster would've stepped up,
but I think he deserved to know.
-Do you mind if I get back?
-No, you crack on.
-My back's killing me.
-I'll sort this out.
Hello, Shirl. What's this?
Surprise baby shower for Denise. Didn't Carmel tell you?
-Shouldn't you check with Denise first?
-He's not always grumpy.
-Did I say he was always grumpy?
Well, he's been in hospital since Christmas.
-Probably wasn't expecting visitors so soon.
Can't have been easy for you, any of this.
Well, you do what you do, don't you, when you love someone?
-I'm just glad he's back.
-I'll drink to that.
Well, I would, if I had a drink. SHE CHUCKLES
-To being grumpily alive.
-Could have that wine in a mug?
-So, do you know how long you're staying?
-Oh, don't you start.
No, it's just so lovely, having you here.
I should have given you and Phil some space.
Hm, well, give that a couple of days,
we'll be at each other's throats.
Roxy had a heart attack while she was in the swimming pool.
-A heart attack?
-The postmortem shows that...
-She's 38 years old.
This is their life, ain't it?
-Roxy messes up. Ronnie tries to save her.
We can't be certain why Ronnie was in the pool.
Because her sister was messing around in the pool,
has had a heart attack and Ronnie's dived in to save her!
-That's not what he just said.
-That's what was on the CCTV, weren't it?
-That's what you were afraid to tell me?
-You know what this is, don't you?
-Don't shout at me!
Well, you know why people have heart attacks in their 30s?
This is years and years of her shoving white powder up her nose!
Yes! This is what coke does, yeah? It damages the arteries.
She would have been off her stupid face like she always was!
Can we finish this another day, please?
You know what? That's why Ronnie's dead.
All right? That's why Matthew doesn't have a mum.
And that's why I've spent the whole afternoon
trying to comfort my kids!
Cos of your junkie daughter!
Oh! Be quiet. They're coming.
All I want to do is have a bath, get into my pyjamas and read my book.
I... I did try to stop them.
Everyone's going to that Callie's party tonight,
and what am I doing?
You know, you don't have to stay in with me.
It's miles away. I can't be bothered.
Oh, that Keegan is such an idiot! He smashes my phone screen
and then he has the cheek to invite me to Shaki's party.
I mean, as if I even want to be in the same room as him.
Shaki's having a party?
Oh, it'll just be a bunch of boys sitting round eating pizza,
playing video games. Believe me, you're not missing out on much.
It's all right, it's not like I was expecting an invite anyway.
You're not seriously thinking of going, are you?
Who else am I going to hang out with?
You'll make loads of new friends at drama club.
Maybe, but it won't be the same.
I need to do this, Lou.
I need a fresh start.
Let's play, um, guess the weight of the baby.
Write down your name and write down your guess,
and then, when the baby's born,
whoever has the closest answer wins a bottle of vino!
I, um... I just came to get my paper.
You just can't get enough of us, can you, Patrick?
OK, you can join in!
-No, no, no, I'm all right. I'm OK.
Remember to write your name clearly next to your guess.
(Maybe we should be playing guess the father's name.)
Want a bit of cake, Patrick?
You know what, guys?
I'm really sorry, but I feel really exhausted.
-My back is killing me.
-She needs to rest.
Yeah, let's call it a night.
Thank you, Carmel, and thank you for doing all of this.
-No, it's my fault for springing this on you.
You said you weren't up to it.
I'm not sure this tequila was such a good idea.
-My mum's going to kill me if she finds out.
You've only had three.
See? We don't need girls to have a banging party.
-Yeah, if Louise was here, it would be rubbish.
She thinks she's so fit, but she ain't nothing special.
Here, now, that's fit.
-Yo, bro, is that Callie?
You can't just film a girl while she's changing.
-Bruv, that's not right.
-Mate, she's about to take her bra off.
Now, come on.
Everyone else has seen it, cos I sent it to the whole school.
-Where's MY invite to her party?
I bet she's having a great time
now that she knows the whole school has seen her boobs.
Bruv, that's horrible.
You're only being like this cos you're not over Bex.
I know she was your first and that, but this is pathetic.
I'm totally over her.
You need to give up on it,
cos soon you won't even remember Bex.
I think I'm going to be sick.
Bought you a bottle of wine.
Minute Mart's prestige range.
Oh, you didn't have to do that.
-How's Sharon and Phil?
-Yeah, good. Good. They're all good.
Glad to have him home.
Thanks for doing my washing.
Shall I get you a glass?
Oh, no. No, I'm tired.
Baby shower was rubbish. I'm just going to go to bed.
-Are you OK?
-Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
All right. Well, don't stay up too late. You've got a lot to do.
It's me again.
Keep hoping you'll pick up.
Call me back. I...
We need to talk...
..properly about what happened.
What? No, I'm fine, honestly.
I'm just... I'm tired and I've got my scan.
No, it's fine. It's nothing to worry about.
-You sure there's nothing else?
Look, I know you don't want to talk about the father,
and that's your choice,
but I am one of the people that's not going to judge you.
And I do, I appreciate everything that you've done. It's just...
I just can't talk about it.
Stop worrying, sweetheart.
I told you, you'll have the money by the morning.
You know, it's just the bank playing up this end. That's all.
Yes, don't worry.
Yeah. I love you, too.
Let's speak tomorrow, OK? Bye.
-Er, Babe's finishing up downstairs. We're all done.
Did you sort that money out?
-Yeah. Yeah, all sorted.
-I'll say goodnight, then.
-I'm so sorry I'm late. Have I missed the baby shower?
-No, no, it finished early.
-Oh, that's such a shame!
So, you're planning on staying a few nights, then?
I'm not going to risk missing the birth!
I'm going to be right there beside you holding your hand.
Denise - she's supposed to be a mate.
Some prat has got her up the duff and left her to it,
and she won't tell me who it is so I can sort it.
-It was a one-night stand, weren't it?
No, I don't believe that.
It's got to be someone round here. That's why she's keeping schtum.
What's the matter, Mick?
Before he left, he was having an affair with someone.
Now, I don't know who it was,
and I should've told you and I'm sorry, OK?
I was speaking to Denise earlier...
..and I mentioned Buster and she went all weird.
So, what if he was having an affair with her?
What if he's the father of her baby?