Episode 5 EastEnders: E20

MUSIC: "Farewell To The Fairground" by White Lies

# The light still in our eyes

# We're leaving this old fairground behind

# It's a dream that's growing cold... #

You all right, son?

# The act for ever haunts these skies

# I know we cannot stay

# Farewell to the fairground

# These rides aren't working any more

# Goodbye to this dead town

# Until the ice begins to thaw... #

Been waitin' on me long time?

Er...this dive ain't my yard, ya know.Actually, Faith, this is your yard.

You're some Larry, innit?

How ya know my name?It's my job to.

I'm your key worker Richard. And this...

This is your new accommodation.

I think you'll be right at home here, don't you?

We're one of several hostels run by the Youth East charity and set up by the council.

I'm your primary contact but there'll be other care workers doing shifts, too.

Someone will be here 24/7.

Ava...

Donnie.

No surprises here, I'm sure.

And Faith, now you've been placed in emergency care,

you'll find things are more structured than you're used to.

Follow me.

These will be accepted at most shops in the area.

Where's the loot?These are for food and clothing. They'll help you learn to handle your money.

But I gotta get ma smokes!

Exactly.

I'll manage.

Chores.

Cooking, cleaning.

Everyone does what they are told.

Faith, I want you back in school.

We'll talk about higher education for you, Ava,

because your results are more than good enough.Go, Ava.

And Donnie...

Well, we'll see what we can do.

You've got an hour.

Not done, phones will be taken and locked away.

I'd start by clearing the debris. I ain't cleanin' no-one's debris. Then I'll talk to the police.

About what? Squatting? Ain't no-one going to juvey for that. Have these two not filled you in?

They were in a bus accident on their way to temporary accommodation.

They left two seriously injured people behind.

Then there was the theft. Wilful damage. Assault.

And that's on you too, Faith.

If it wasn't for Youth East, you two would've gone straight to juvey, and you'd be very close.

But I have vouched for you guys.

Step out of line again, it's over to the police and there's nothing I can do for you.

They can't actually make you clean the toilet.

Regulations.

Check out Romeo!

Kept this linkage on the down-low, innit?

Ah, man!

We've all got to use it. Er, I took a fudge at the station.

Have a seat. Let's look at employment options.

Ah, work brings out my sickle cell. These free?

Education, then.

You don't have any qualifications.

Your Nigerian school report is...

colourful, to say the least...

..and your family can't cope with you.

A'ight. Hit me, chief.

Donnie in?

He's on visitors ban. Can I help?

Why? Who you? The caretaker?

If you want to come back another time...

You lechin' on me? Jog on, you paedo!

Ha!

Paedo!Get back to work.

Unmotivated.

Aggressive. Difficult.

Countless petty offences. This isn't good, Donnie.

But you know what? I don't look at files.

I look at people.

And I'm happy to start again if you are.

Maybe I haven't been clear.

I'm your last chance.

Don't mess it up.

How many of these places have you been in? Are they all like this?

This is a good one.

Yeah?

C'mon, man. We needs some bashment.

That wombat upstairs can't tell us what to do.

He don't make the laws. Didn't you hear what he said?

We don't do what we're told, we pay for everything we've done.

It all gets written down,

and once your file gets too heavy, you get sent to juvie.

Better than here.

Try it.I ain't scared.

Welcome to care.

Look, I don't doubt that you've had bad influences,

but that doesn't excuse what you did - walking away from that crash,

squatting, stealing.

Fell in with a bad crowd, didn't you? Hmm?

You of all people should know better, Ava.

I've looked at your exam results and they're good.

Considering what you've been through, your background,

they're amazing, actually.

Look, I've been doing this for a while,

and I've never met anyone with as much potential as you.

Don't waste it.

Not going to read them?

What's the point?

< Mmm!

Tell it straight, yeah, your other bunks weren't this ghetto.

Least you don't have to barricade your door at night.

Thanks. For real?

We're all in this it together now, ain't we?

Proper crackhouse crew.

Shame Nazi-boi told your shorty to step off.

What?The girl on your phone.

Came by before. Don't think she's comin' back.

What did you say to her? You should have told me she'd come here!

I'm not your social networker. Your little friend can come back.

Friend? Did you read that?

Don't push me, Donnie.

Or what?

You can't tell me what to do.

Take your hands off me, Donnie.

I don't want to have to call the police.

The thing is, mate,

I CAN tell you what to do. That's my job.

That's my sister.

If you did your homework you'd know that.

You go out there now, that's it.

And you won't have a hope of visitors in Young Offenders.

Family or not, Donnie, we do this my way...

or you lose everything.