A chance to catch up on the week in Albert Square. Peter and Ian are shocked by a new development concerning Lucy's death, and David decides to do some investigating himself.
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What you doin', you thieving cow?! You can't be stealing the flowers!
-What's the matter with you?!
-I wasn't nicking the flowers.
I was borrowing 'em.
I wanted to wish Kat good luck for court today.
I was going to wave 'em under her nose then put 'em back.
There's certain things you don't do in life, OK? And that's one of 'em.
Like locking up pregnant women? Let's hope not Alfie, eh?
ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS
LUCY: "Hi, you've reached the Beales'. No-one's here right now
"so leave a message, and we'll get back to you.
"Speak after the beep. Bye."
Thought you were upstairs.
You all right, love?
Look, I've sorted you out some clothes so why don't you...
nip upstairs, get yourself dressed?
Look, perhaps I...shouldn't be going back to the Minute Mart full-time?
I mean, Shabnam'll understand.
"Hi, you've reached the Beales'.
"No-one's here right now, so leave a message and we'll get back to you.
CROCKERY CLATTERS "Speak after the beep. Bye."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Tam, what you doing, mate? This is Peter's pitch.
Come on, have a heart, will you?
I can't let it stand empty indefinitely.
Sweetheart, do you want to pack up and jog on, darling?
Alfie, I'm sorry, but...
the rules state that if the present occupier isn't here by 10am...
Yeah, that's the community spirit, Tam.
You must be really proud of yourself, mate. Well done(!)
-Yeah. My mum's gone off to chemo this morning
-and she forgot to give me her keys.
-Might just be your lucky day.
Hey. It'll be all right.
-What's all this?
-Erm, I just thought I'd tidy up,
and then after I'm going to do a bit of shopping,
-so if you tell me what you want, I can...
-You know, you don't have to.
You don't have to do that.
I'd better get going.
Erm, I told them that I'd go in, there's a...
There's a bug going round, they're really short-staffed.
KNOCKING AT DOOR
I'll get that.
I need to make a list.
Swore there was a pen and pad in there.
What do you call that, when you... you know you saw something,
and then it's gone? It's, er... There's a word for it.
-What is it? What's that word?
What brings you round here?
I think Bobby's going to need you.
Ian's not really talking, he's not really doing anything.
I didn't know who else to ask.
Right, then, Tommy, what do you think?
Cos Mummy's got to look like butter wouldn't melt.
I've got a big day ahead of me today.
I'm going to see a judge.
-And we want him to be nice to Mummy, don't we?
So, come on then, Tommy. What do you think? Thumbs up? Thumbs down?
If it helps,
in my faith we believe that God will have mercy on...
Lucy, and welcome her to heaven.
He forgives all of us, does He?
Well, I don't really feel that I deserve that right now.
Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un.
It means, "We belong to Allah,
"and to Him we shall return."
But I'm also trying to say that I can do the tidying,
and the shopping.
Pops, come look at these posts about Lucy.
"That's one less dumb blonde on the planet."
-What's the matter with these people?
-They ain't people, are they?
You'd best close it up, Lo, before Peter...
Before Peter what?
Is that Lucy's page?
Are people leaving comments?
-I've got a right to know.
-You really don't want to, mate.
-Look, they're not even worth reading.
-I want to hear them.
Just do it!
Erm... "So glad you're gone,
"they're going to need fire wood in hell."
"You thought you were so pretty.
"Well, you don't look so good now."
Peter, I can't. I can't do this.
I'm going to find them.
And I'm going to kill 'em.
And, after that, I'm going to write vile things about them,
just like they've done about Lucy.
Denise said Bobby might need me.
I heard Lucy's voice.
I thought she was behind me...
-I was going to phone you...
It's OK, Denise is out. I didn't want her here.
We need time, don't we?
But I've... I've missed you.
I mean, n-not just now, but always.
-Maybe we, erm, could try and get back together...
Bobby, me and your mum, we're trying to talk, mate.
-Do you want to go back upstairs?
-It's all right. I'm here.
I can't have people thinking this about Lucy.
She had loads of friends, people loved her.
Pete, I wouldn't even bother reading any of this. They're sick freaks.
They don't know what they're talking about.
It's bad enough I couldn't protect her in life.
Now I can't even protect her when she's...
I feel like I'm letting her down.
Just give me this. You need to calm down...
How can I do that?
I mean, what else am I supposed to do that isn't this?
I don't know, but...
Caught anyone yet?
I'm paying your wages. You want to pull your finger out.
-Look, if anything goes wrong and I go down...
-Kat, it won't, all right?
I've perjured myself.
That's a seven-year sentence.
Just tell Tommy any story.
I don't want him coming to visit me in prison.
There. For luck.
It was going to be a rabbit's foot, but I couldn't find a rabbit.
Tommy, you be a good boy for Daddy, yeah?
Can I have a hug?
I love you.
You've got lipstick.
I love you.
-Nan, I'll see you later.
-Come on, Tommy.
-You go with Nanny.
Be a good boy. I'll see you later.
Go and have some lunch, shall we?
Listen, whatever happens,
if the worst comes to the worst, I'll kick off an appeal.
I'll go down to Downing Street myself and brew up a storm.
I promise you, Kat.
I'll get you out of there, OK?
Don't you take no nonsense from them, all right?
-I want you straight back here.
-Yeah. Cheers, B. See you.
Don't worry, I know all about it.
-Her and her crimes against humanity. Pam told me.
-Have you not got a stall to run?
-I'm just thinking of the market.
It only takes one putrid apple to ruin it for everyone else.
So let's hope she gets locked up, eh?
-Why don't you just shut your mouth?!
So here then?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm feeling it.
You're not even paying attention.
You're missing her, aren't you?
Aunt Babe, she'll look after the pups, won't she?
She's not going to go all Cruella de Vil on us?
No, she won't make any money out of 'em,
and she won't give 'em to people she don't trust.
Yeah. Just it's a tricky world out there.
Lot of slippery people.
Oi. I think the police are over at the Beales' again.
They'll be in and out for weeks.
Oh, just so you know, I've got you some mace.
I don't need mace. Not with these guns.
A little drop of pepper spray never hurt no-one.
Actually, Dad, I think you'll find that's exactly what it does.
So what do I get, then?
Well, now that our big soldier son's gone back
you're going to get my eternally watchful presence.
Ugh! Get me the mace.
Shut your mouth, you, and get over here.
I'm not going to let anything happen to either of you.
Generally, it's a decent world we live in,
but there's far too many wrong 'uns out there itching to spoil that.
Let me tell you something now...
Not while I'm knocking about.
The investigation team have widened their search of the Common.
They're interviewing people who often frequent it, dog-walkers, joggers...
Someone will have seen something.
Look, I promise you, we're doing everything that we can,
and I know it seems like nothing is happening,
but I want to catch this person as much as you do.
I want my Lucy back.
that might still be some time yet.
I need to start making arrangements for her...
For her funeral.
I absolutely understand that.
We, erm, we don't get how she can...still help.
I'm afraid it's just procedure.
I want my daughter back.
I understand that, I do,
but there are still a few more...
Well, there's still a few more tests we need her for.
-Evidence? Is that all she is to you now, is that it?
-A body? She's not even a person. She's a thing.
I do not want her lying
-in that cold, horrible place, OK?!
I know what they do to people in that place, and I want it stopped!
Lucy needs to come home.
All right, Billy.
-He's a right mess.
And all this "drolling" about Lucy don't help.
-Trolling? Like online?
Sick little so-and-sos. It's unbelievable, ain't it?
Great, the modern world, innit?
You give people technology, what do they want to do? Make people's lives a misery.
Let's hope they wrap this up quickly for everyone's sake.
-Shame your Lee went back.
-What do you mean?
Oh, Mick, I'm sorry.
That came out wrong. I'm just all over the shop at the minute.
Everyone knows that he was just trying to help, that's what I meant.
-Lee told them everything.
It's Ian I feel sorry for, you know?
He can't even bury the poor girl, can he?
Anyway, look, do us a pint when you're ready?
What's he implying?
Right, that's it. I'm going over Ian's.
-They're probably not eating right. I'll cook 'em something.
You don't want to wipe 'em all out, L, eh?
I've got some of them ready meals in the fridge.
It'll look good, show 'em we're a decent, caring family.
I'll bung 'em in a casserole dish. I have got standards.
It's cool. No-one thinks anything.
Martin'll love you in that, won't be able to keep his hands off you.
That's the plan. We ain't been out for ages.
We're going to our favourite place, just me and him for once.
Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Here you are. See you later.
Just so you know, I've been chatting to everyone.
Looks like Kat's not the only jailbird around here.
-Don't start all that.
Criminals running stalls when, thanks to the merger,
good honest people have lost their livelihoods.
Do you know what? I am a nice person.
-Because if I wasn't, I'd slap you right round the chops.
I've just come round to see if you were free lunchtime?
I've rung Johnny and Whitney with this idea,
-and they're both up for it, so...
-Up for what?
Next time they come round, I will take him out.
I don't want them round here any more.
I just want Lucy back.
I know, Ian, I do.
I feel the same, but you've just got to trust them.
I don't know what I'd have done without you.
I don't know where I'd be.
You've got to...
You've got to hang in there. And you can, Ian. I know you can.
What are we going to tell Denise?
And Masood. I mean, they deserve to know.
Ian, I...really care for you, God knows I do, but...
-We need to start building for the future.
-..what happened was wrong.
It's not just about us, is it? It's about Bobby and Peter.
-KNOCKING AT DOOR
-Oh, come in.
-I'm really sorry,
I don't mean to intrude, and you can tell me to disappear,
but I can't stop thinking about you and I wanted to do something...
Oh, hang on, this is burning my hands off.
-Well, look, anything.
Anything at all, just say, call, text, shout from the window,
and I'll be there.
We all will. We're all here for you,
and, erm, I know Lee's done his bit,
but if we can do anything more, then we totally will.
Why don't you go home?
I can manage.
Think I'd rather be here right now.
Not doing much good over there.
Can anyone, when you think about it?
Sorry. I'll, er, take your lead.
If you want to talk about...Lucy, then I will,
and if you don't, then I won't.
-Thanks, but I think I'll do this my way.
Not sure what that is right now. But...
..I'll get there.
So, does... Does this mean you'll be staying with Ian?
-Course I will!
-I don't know if you've noticed,
but things have changed a bit around here. Don't bring that up again.
There you go, love. Cheers. Thanks for that.
I've been asked to come and mediate,
because your constant bickering is driving customers away.
Yes, that's right, cos she started it.
Your mate started it by getting herself a court appearance.
-OK, that's not really helping.
because you know this is only going to go one way.
-That's not really helping, either.
-So that's the kind of person you are? I should've known.
Do I really have to take this from you? Is she having a laugh?
-Ladies, can we...?
-I know what sort of person you are.
You think you're untouchable, so you go round bullying people.
Bullying?! I'm standing up for my rights!
I am not above you hitting you, do you know that?!
You heard that, she threatened me! You lot heard that!
Are you kidding me??
-Kat, you're out!
-Yeah. And look what I've come back to.
-Yeah, stick that where the sun don't shine.
-You're not grasping the concept, are you?
-She got off?
-The Walford One walked. How about that, eh?
-This country's a disgrace.
-Yeah? Then emigrate.
Listen, we're having a good moment here, darling. Please, back off.
Someone's been killed. Yeah? And here we are ripping into each other.
-I didn't know her.
-Well, why don't you go and ask her dad about her,
and find out why there's so many flowers outside his gate?
Cos Lucy was a lovely girl, and the world needs more of that.
Not this ugliness right outside his house.
So have some respect, yeah?
I think that sorts that, don't you?
Yep, lovely. Well done.
-Did you really get off?
Bit close for comfort, but my lady is free.
I tell you what, B, yeah, after seeing all them tributes
and what it stands for... It wasn't worth it.
I've got too much to lose.
Listen, ladies, I'll be over in a minute. I'm really busy...
-Busy little bee, ain't you?
-What are you doing?
-Getting the band back together again.
You and me, serving the world.
I reckon people must've missed this place being open.
That's well nice.
-Your Martin's in for a right treat tonight.
"Too busy"? What's that mean?
It's his mates, they keep ganging up on him, making him go out.
-What are you doing?
-Sorting it. Watch this.
Hello, is that Martin?
You don't know me, right,
but I'm telling you now, that is some wife you've got.
No, seriously, you do not want to miss out on tonight.
-Well, you're a right div, then, ain't you?
-Martin? I'm really s...
You cannot do things like that.
You do it, then, cos you're worth more than a miserable text.
-What is it?
We had a whip round, and got some lunch sorted.
I don't understand.
I thought we could remember Lucy in the proper way.
It's worth a try, isn't it?
My mum took some lunch round to your dad's,
so if you was thinking of going home, don't.
She can ruin a ready meal with the best of them, you know.
We all miss her, Peter.
-Good having your mum back, isn't it?
-Couldn't do without her, could we?
-Let's not do this.
If you wanted, it could be permanent.
-Imagine that, eh?
Just tell your mum how much you love her being here.
-You don't have to say anything, love.
-Bobby, go on!
-Ian, let it go.
Actually, there's something we need to tell you.
-We're getting back together.
-Stop, stop it!
-Look, I know it's early days...
-You cannot do this to him!
Dad, it's all right. I'm here.
Yeah, but you're not Lucy, are you?
Well, you're not.
See? That's why he needs you.
Listen, right? You listen to me.
There is no me and you.
You are clinging onto something that was good once.
But that's not us now.
What happened came from a horrible, dark place of grief and guilt.
And I don't want to go back there, and you mustn't either,
or you will never, ever get over this.
-Jane, I've never needed you more than I need you now. Please.
-Do you think this is working? Really?
Bobby's in tears, we've cheated on Masood and Denise.
It's a mess!
You, you need to get out of those clothes,
have a shower, and start again.
Forget about me and be the dad that Bobby needs.
I love you.
I absolutely do...
..but I am not the answer.
Erm... OK, I got one.
I was in the club once and I saw Lucy.
Some guy was pestering for her number all night,
but she didn't want to give it to him, so she gave him Phil's number.
And he was in. You didn't want to see his face! It weren't pretty.
I remember we had this karaoke night over at the Vic,
all the songs from the musicals, it was my mum's idea.
That bloke Winston, he was halfway through singing I Feel Pretty
when Lucy come up and pulled the plug out.
I could've cried with relief.
-It's all right.
-Honestly, it's fine.
OK. We were out on the town once...
..and we ended up in some casino with these blokes.
She told them that we were supermodels.
And she was charging 'em for photos.
And they paid for our drinks all night.
They did figure it out in the end.
We had to climb out the toilet windows to get away.
I've got loads of stories like that.
So I guess, if you think about it, you know,
Lucy will always be a part of who I am.
Thanks for doing this.
Denise gave me the afternoon off, so...
I thought you were with Ian.
I've made such a mess of things.
What did you do?
Finally! Hey, Tommy!
There you go, buddy. How are you, mate?
Sit down there for me. Good boy.
-Can we play football?
-We'll play football in a minute, yeah.
What do you think?
What? It's your stall?
No, stop right there. It's not my stall, it's our stall.
It's a brand-new start for you, Kat. This is our stall now.
The Moon stall. You're free, so we've got to make the most of it.
We'll be partners at love, work, and play, yeah.
What do you reckon, Tommy?
Still think God will forgive me?
That's the deal He makes, so, yes.
And how about you?
Let's face it, you've never liked me
and I've just given you an even bigger reason not to.
Just come on, have a go. Tell me I'm horrible, cheap.
With what you're going through right now, how could I judge you?
How could anyone?
I know you think you've made things worse
but there isn't anything worse, really, is there?
So what do I do now?
I think you need to take care of your son.
I don't get it, sweetheart. I've been working on this for ages,
it was going to be the big Moon spectacular. Me and you.
I've got Bianca, ain't I?
I can't abandon her, not after everything we've been through.
Look at all the Alice stuff. I can't do that to her.
-But I just thought...
-Your stall doesn't need me, all right?
Your dreams won't change. It'll be amazing, I promise you.
Hey, Bobby. Hey.
What's all this?
I don't deserve you.
I'm sorry, what?
Mas, I've got to go.
-Look... Look, I'll call you.
-Dad. Not now.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know how long it'll be for.
I'll call you.
We both will.
I love you.
What did you say to Jane?
Something's changed, Shabnam, so what is it?
I didn't say a word!
It's probably for the best.
What does that mean?
It's for the best.
This is silly.
Martin's going to look at that and his eyes are going to pop out
and he's going to return your calls quicker than you can say stupid div.
-Can I get a cup of tea when you're ready, please?
-Yeah hang on a minute.
Ignore him. C'mon, one more. Give me sexy. Come on, pose
-Martin's going to have a heart attack.
-Hey. Sonia, you all right?
Mum. How was the chemo? Did they manage it?
They did. Wonder of wonders, I was up to it.
My immune system is behaving itself.
I'll have a lemon tea. Now that I've passed my blood test.
You didn't go on your own? David took you?
Yeah, he took me. He's just rushed off to an auction.
In that case, your favourite seat awaits.
Oh. Very posh, I like it.
I got everything from you.
Do you want anything else?
Yeah. Just a couple of slices of dry toast, please, darling.
Dad texted, said that Jane's taken Bobby away.
What are we going to do, Denise?
Do you think there's a book... or an instruction manual...
..telling you how to get through this?
I... I don't know, darling.
Anyway, your dad's upstairs.
I'm glad he's got you.
And you've got each other.
And that's what's going to count in the end.
I promise you.
I thought you'd left with the others.
I, um, wanted to say how sorry I am...
about not being able to think of anything to say about Lucy earlier.
It's all right, don't worry about it. It's fine.
Shouldn't you be at work?
No. I called 'em, said I was ill.
I can't face it anyway.
I want to do something for Lucy.
I want to log in to her account and block them animals
from saying anything. But I need her password.
I... I wouldn't know it.
Maybe it's the same one she uses... USED for work.
I mean, we all use the same password for everything, don't we?
-Why don't you have a lay down?
Don't know why I'm yawning, I'm pumped full of steroids.
That's because it's emotionally exhausting.
Is that a new top?
Yeah, I bought it for tonight. Me and Martin might go out.
I'm really glad he's stepping up.
See, your marriage is stronger than you think.
Yeah, he's really great, Mum. He'll be there. If it comes to it.
What was I supposed to say?
Don't worry, he will call. Right.
I better get myself ready, Tosh and I are going up Soho later.
-But we're still really busy.
-I could give you a hand if you like.
-There we go. Problem solved.
-I can't just hire new staff.
Yeah, but I know Ian really well. I'll be working in the new restaurant when it opens.
Can hardly ask him, can we?
-There you go.
What if he doesn't call me? Then what?
Believe in yourself, Son. Yeah. You're gorgeous.
Even minus boobs?
Listen. You have got a great rack.
Yeah. And as racks go, I'm talking like, Top Ten. World class.
Like, Dolly Parton, Nigella, Kelly Brook.
They're all racked up and you, girl,
you're stacking up right alongside them.
I think you've gone a little bit off...
You... You're so much more than your boobs, yeah?
You're amazing, totally, there ain't no questioning that.
So he'll call, yeah, cos he knows what I know.
Dad, I need to hear your voice.
Where did Jane go?
She didn't say.
Did you tell 'em to go?
Then how did it happen?
I don't know.
I got the first plane as soon as I heard the news.
SHE SOBS UNCONTROLLABLY
It's all right. It's OK, I'm home now.
Oh... You doing it all by telepathy now?
You've got some clients out there. Look really keen.
Right. Yeah. Cheers.
Look at her, beautiful girl.
Yeah. Still can't get my head round it.
You heard anything from Jack or any of the others?
No. They're all in the same boat as you right now.
-Robbie's gene results came back negative.
A week from now this should all be behind us.
Yeah. Fingers crossed.
I'd better get out there.
Do you fancy doing some family stuff?
Maybe a drink in the Vic later?
Yeah, sounds good. Just let me know what time.
-All right. See ya.
-All right. I'll see you later.
There you are.
OK, I'm back, you don't have to fight this on your own, all right?
And you don't have to play brave either.
Cry if you want to cry.
Sorry... I...can't catch my breath.
Come on, Denise. Look at me. Just look at me.
I... I can't make this right, no-one can.
I tell you what, right now we all have to stick together.
OK? How's Ian?
She packed the car and she... took Bobby with her.
I mean, how could she do a thing like that?
We'll have to do what we can for Ian.
Let him know we're here.
People need people.
I've packed a suitcase.
I'm leaving Ian.
You're back early.
Yeah. Just wanted to come home and check on you.
What you been up to?
We're trying to block this trolling on Lucy's profile.
What do you mean "trolling"?
You don't even want to know.
Just a bunch of sad people sitting behind their computers. Cowards.
Why do that? What is wrong with people?
I mean, they do them things and they probably just
go about their lives, acting like they're nice and normal.
And the whole time they're just hiding how horrible they are.
When we got the news...about Lucy... the world stopped.
It just stopped dead.
It was like floating in space, there was nothing moving, no sound...
It was the end of everything.
And you want to know what my first thought was?
You'll hate me for it...
but I realised I couldn't leave.
I was on the verge of it, that day.
And then it hit me like a brick.
Somewhere...in those first few awful, awful moments...
..there was this voice telling me, "You got your timing wrong.
"You should've left earlier." Why did I hang around?
And, yes, I was heartbroken for Lucy, devastated,
but there was still this voice, this voice saying,
"Oh, you've got it wrong, Denise, you weren't decisive enough,
"you...you let life happen to you, you let it push you around."
And this is what I get for that. This is what I always get.
But no. This time...
This time I have to take control.
I have to be as strong as I can be.
And I know I look like a coward running away, deserting him
when he needs me the most, but I'm not, Patrick, I swear to you.
I am being the bravest that I can be.
I wish I loved him.
I'd take any pill going if it would make me want him. But...
-You obviously know something.
About why Jane left.
You two were talking earlier, she must have said something to you.
Dad, I'm as clueless as you are.
Everything was fine between me and Jane last night. This morning.
So what's changed, Shabnam? She could hardly look me in the eye.
She was avoiding me. So why do that?
I have no idea.
You done it yet?
Yeah, I have. Yeah.
Let me see it then.
Lauren. You don't want to see it. It's not nice, OK?
Well, I... I hope they... Whatever.
I've been there with him, sitting with him and all the time...
All the time wishing it wasn't me.
And who's been holding your hand?
Well...it's not my pain.
I don't really come into it.
Which tells me you're in as bad a way as anyone.
You think I won't do it, don't you? You think...
Denise, you are a good woman.
What, and I'd live my life just to make someone else happy?
Look, I shouldn't have come here, I should've just kept on going.
Are you going to stop me?
You are, aren't you?
You're going to tell me I can't leave.
What're you doing?
What do you think?
I'm going to get you a cab.
New threads, like 'em?
Yeah, you're very sexy.
Got to look delicious for my girl.
Where you two off to?
Magical mystery tour, Mick.
A club then, yeah?
Cheers, I was trying to build it up.
Hello, beautiful ladies. And Max. What can I get you?
White wine for my girls and I'll stick to lemonade, please.
-What do you want, Max?
-A large whisky. Er, I'll get these.
No, you won't. I invited you.
Anyway, we're not going to stay long, Sonia's got to get off to Martin.
Oh, no, it's all right. Change of plan. I can stay.
My friend, was just trying to sort her out with her husband.
-You? Mick, Tina's got a new job, marriage counsellor.
-He stood you up, Martin?
-We'll just go out another time.
-What was it, work, yeah?
-Yeah. He's got loads on.
-Go sit down. I'll bring these over.
Tell you what, while you're here. Do us another one.
-So Martin not took it too well then?
-No. He's been great.
-He don't know a thing, does he?
-Course he does.
Sonia, I know when you're lying.
And worse of all, I know when you're being an idiot.
Libby! When will you be in?
No, it's... We'll talk properly when I see you, yeah?
-Sounds like I'd better delay the cab.
If you can bear with me for just a little bit longer.
At least it'll give you time to talk to Ian, say your goodbyes, huh?
Hi, it's me.
Yeah. No, no, I still want a cab, man.
Just a bit later.
Yes, yeah, that'll be a good time. Yeah. Thanks.
-That should give you enough time.
There isn't going to be a goodbye, is there?
I know, I know, it's rotten.
The worst timing in the world but that's me.
Can't you talk to him? Explain why. The man deserves that.
If I thought I could, I would. I'd be straight over there.
But if I step one foot in that house, I will never get away, I know it.
He'll want to know where you've gone.
I'll write to him.
I'll try and think of something.
I thought, if you could give him this...
I'm sorry. I'm so stupid.
I should not be getting you involved.
Girl, I've got to be good for something.
I'm not a bad person. I'm not.
-Baby, nobody said you are. You're not.
I'm all right, thank you, Max.
What're you talking about? We're just lifting the gloom, ain't we?
-Thinking happy thoughts.
-Reckon Mick'll bung us a bottle of wine?
Mickey, we're going up Soho.
Can we have a bottle of wine for the bus?
-Course you can, baby.
-Thank you. I love you.
-Enjoy yourself, you're out with us instead, darling.
-Yeah, who needs Martin, eh?
I want to propose a toast. Absent friends.
-Well, I'm not toasting him.
She ain't said nothing to him. He don't know nothing about any of it.
-Thank you, Bianca(!)
-I'm going to tell him when I feel like it, OK?
-You are going about this all the wrong way.
You've got to be honest. Can't go round avoiding things, take it from me.
Listen, we'll go together, right, and we'll get the ball rolling.
How does he know he's got to be around for you if you won't let him know that?
I really fancied this drink but none of you are going to let me do this my way.
In fact, it's not even a drink. It's an ambush. I'm going home.
-Yeah. Go on, ignore the issue.
-Leave it, leave it.
-Just let her go. Carol, let her go. She'll be all right.
-She'll come to her senses.
Denise, I was wondering where you are.
I'll... I'll try you at the Minute Mart.
'Hi, this is Jane, please leave a message.'
Er, Jane, it's me. I'm just checking you're all right.
So, er, give me a call when you can.
Er, only I...
I just want you to know that I'm here for you, OK?
And I don't know what Shabnam said to you,
assuming she said anything, but whatever it is, just ignore it.
I want you here.
So, er, call, text, send smoke signals,
just as long as I know you're OK.
Because, er...you're very important.
You're very special.
-B, I can walk, you know.
-You fell over a table.
Right. And I got straight up, didn't I?
Let's get you home.
I don't want to go home, do I? I've got a daughter there crying.
I can't stop her crying because I'm a rubbish dad, ain't I?
Well, you can make up for it now.
What sort of a mad world is it?
Beautiful girl like that. Everything to live for.
She didn't have to die, did she?
Last one on the bus has to pay.
Wait. Give me two seconds.
-No, I can't leave her.
I'll catch you up.
It's probably my fault for interfering.
See, that's why I love you.
Lola? I'm just getting some herbal relaxants or whatever they're called.
I think I'd better stay with dad tonight.
No, it's all right, I don't think he's up for visitors, to be honest.
I'm scared to death, Tina.
You don't know what'll happen.
It's odds on. Genetics say so.
What's the next step?
Some consultation thing.
Right, well, will you go to that consultation then
and talk to somebody?
Just find out what your options are, OK?
Promise me you'll set the ball rolling.
-No. Promise me.
All right, I will.
What will I be without these?
And what if they have to take more away?
What will I be? I won't be a woman any more, will I?
I'll just be this...
Actually, what will I be?
Jane's, um...gone. She's taken Bobby.
I tried calling you.
Yeah... Patrick's back. I was over there.
Obviously, he's only just heard...
Things just got...emotional.
Want a cuppa?
No, I'm going to have a bath.
I'll bring it up to you.
We'd had this night planned for ages.
I told him I was buying a new top.
He was like, "Brilliant, go for it, let's make a real night of it."
And he's out with his mates instead. He always does this.
Every time we plan to go out, he makes an excuse.
He's forgotten how beautiful you are.
Don't make fun of me.
No, I'm not.
I'll tell you this, right.
I like girls but I ain't got a type.
But when I meet someone and I really like 'em,
actually it don't even matter what they look like
because already they're beautiful in my eyes.
And Martin should be like that. Everyone should.
-Well, then you're beautiful too.
-See, now you're getting it.
..but you are.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
Is this to apologise or explain?
Oh come on, Son, don't be like that. We're all right now, aren't we?
I'm doing what you want me to do, and what everyone else
wants me to do - I'm seeing the genetics doctor this afternoon,
so you can all stop going on about it.
KNOCK ON WINDOW
KNOCK ON DOOR
What's happened? Is there some news?
Have you've not had the TV or radio on this morning then?
Can I come in?
Yeah, come through.
What's with the box?
It's some of Lucy's belongings. I thought you'd like them back.
You haven't come here just to tell us that, have you?
There's been a development,
and I wanted you to be the first to know.
Look, I'm not going to bore you with the internal politics of the Met.
Suffice to say that, somehow, there's been a leak.
Now, everyone's playing pass the parcel.
Hand on heart, I don't know the details,
but the fact is...
this news - the news that I wanted you to be first to know -
it's already got into the hands of the press.
Thanks for helping.
You're welcome, Denise.
What do you want?
I was wondering whether you could put this little ad
-in your shop window for me.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
Just wanted to know how you're doing?
I'm fine, honestly.
And you're getting on with Ian OK?
Listen, I'd really love to stop and chat,
but I've still not done the papers yet.
Also, there's someone with me.
Remember what we said about self-sacrifice?
Try thinking about yourself for a change.
Yeah, well, I'm trying...
not to think at all at the moment.
You all right?
Yeah...if a man can ever be all right
with that woman under his roof.
Well, try thinking about yourself for a change, yeah?
I'll see you soon.
Love you, too.
-For the ad, darling? How much?
Oh, it's 50p for a day.
Right, here's two weeks.
You can keep the change.
Do you know where else I can put it up?
Yeah, the caff has got a notice board.
Hm. Yeah, I'd forgotten that. Thank you.
Sorry. I'm going to need you to...
just hold the fort, just for two minutes.
What do you mean, "hold the fort?" What am I supposed to do?
When did you find this out?
Late yesterday afternoon.
We've got no idea how it got out at the moment.
I can only apologise.
I was going to show you something but...
maybe you already know.
Emma just told us. They, uh...
They think Lucy knew her attacker.
-'Walford police are investigating claims
'that local girl Lucy Beale,
'believed to have been killed in a botched mugging attempt over
'the Easter weekend was, in fact, murdered.'
-'The speculation follows an article in the Walford Gazette
'which claims that Lucy was killed elsewhere
'and her body placed on the common.'
-What do you want?
-Looks like she was murdered.
'The 20-year-old's phone and wallet were missing...'
I know. I heard it on the radio.
-That lovely girl.
-'So far, the police have made no arrests
'in connection with the case...'
Still, you never know what goes on behind closed doors.
Meaning what exactly?
What do you think you're doing?
-Have you started looking for somewhere else to live, yet?
I've been asking around.
If you're putting the kettle on, I could do with a cup of tea.
What are you doing here?
-Holding the fort.
-So, where's Denise?
She went across the road.
Here. Look at that.
This is awful.
Some sick people out there.
I've just spoken to Jane. Now, I need to speak to you.
So, how long have you known it weren't a mugging?
As soon as forensics established that Lucy
didn't die where she was found.
There was no distribution of blood at the scene which
suggests that the murder took place elsewhere...
What? So she was just...dumped?
OK, so, do you have names?
Are you looking for anyone in particular?
-No, not as yet.
-What about the Carter lad?
Lee Carter's alibi checks out.
Look, we have got one significant lead, though,
which isn't in the paper.
I know I've asked you this before, Mr Beale,
but, did you have any hint that Lucy was seeing
anyone other than Mr Carter?
Her phone records show that she was exchanging a significant number
of texts and calls with someone in the weeks leading up to her death.
-Well, that's the question.
All the calls were made to a pay-as-you-go phone
with no registered user.
You've got no idea who that might have been?
What kind of texts?
Well they were, um...
they were of a clandestine nature.
What are you saying?
We need to find this person so that
we can rule them out of our enquiries.
That's your way of saying that you reckon they did it, yeah?
We have to keep an open mind.
When you say "clandestine"...
Organising trysts and the like.
Sorry. Secret meetings.
So, Lucy was having it off with this bloke.
I mean, that's basically what you're saying, yeah?
Are we likely to know who this person is?
That is a possibility.
I've been dumped!
And when I ask why, I get waves of guilt coming down the phone.
Now, you know something.
I'll ask you again, what did you and her talk about before she left?
I've been going through it all in my head,
and I understand she's upset.
I understand her needing to take Bobby away. But, dumping me?
And then, at 4am, it occurs to me, of course - Ian.
It has something to do with her and Ian, doesn't it?
Shabnam, don't you dare lie to me!
I need to know the truth.
It's to do with her and Ian, isn't it?
Has she slept with him?
That's all I need to know.
"20-year-old Lucy ran a successful letting agency
"near Albert Square, East Walford.
"Blonde Lucy may have been..."
Stop reading it now.
As if the colour of her hair is even relevant.
-You all right?
The restaurant's still closed so I'm filling in.
It's better than being laid off.
Before you ask, I phoned the hospital,
so, there's no need for this conversation.
Good. That's not why I'm here, though.
I waved at you earlier and you ignored me.
I understand you being confused... I'm a bit confused myself.
But, we can't pretend it never happened.
What am I supposed to say?
I just think we should clear the air.
-Well, not here and not now.
Well, let's grab five minutes when we swap shifts then, yeah?
Least it weren't your first time.
-In a minute.
I feel sick.
Fats, go after her will you?
Look, I know you're nervous about this appointment today,
so I want to come with you. Kat will look after the stall.
I'm not even ill yet.
-There you go.
-That copper's still over there. How long's that been now?
Well, how do you know it's a copper?
Well, who else is going to be there at this hour?
Do you think it's to do with what was on the news?
No, I reckon they know something.
You still worried about Sonia?
No, no. I was just thinking about Ian.
Do you know what, if I wasn't feeling so washed out
I'd go over there and see him.
She's coming out with Ian.
-I'm going to go over there now.
-Hey? No, no, no.
No, you stay here.
-I'll do it.
-Why? What are you up to?
-It's not like you.
I can be a nice person, Carol. Sometimes I can.
All right. Well, that is a kind thing to do.
Do you want me to pop back at lunchtime?
No, no, no, I'd rather sort it all on my own.
All right. Well, good luck, then.
One of the things I love most about you Carol Jackson,
is you make me try and be a better person.
David, you've known me for over 35 years.
I said "try," I didn't say anything about having succeeded. Ta-ta.
I just want to get some sense of why...
Mr Beale - Ian - I understand your need for answers, but please...
Leave the detective work to you.
Look, if you start questioning potential witnesses,
it's only going to slow things up.
You've got my number. So, if anything occurs...
Look, I know we've had our differences in the past, mate,
and I ain't been too kind to you.
But, I'm a dad as well...
Hey, where are you going? Hang on, hang on.
Look, I just wanted to say if there's anything...
anything I can do for you...
-Was it you?
-Was what me?
Was it you sending her the sleazy texts? Arranging to meet her?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I wouldn't put anything past you.
I don't know, Ian, I really don't...
Has she mentioned a name or anything?
Look, if I knew anything more I would tell you.
Please think back, OK.
You might have thought at the time that it was nothing,
but, it could be something now.
Look, Lauren knew her a lot better than I did, so...
Do you know where she is?
She was here before, but I think she went home.
-Wait, I need to speak to you.
-Not now, Masood. Please.
I know, all right? What, anyone would think you hadn't have a clue
-what I'm talking about.
-Now is not a good time.
I know how I'm supposed to react, Ian.
"Ian's just lost his daughter. He's all over the place.
"So what if he's just bedded your girlfriend?"
-Please, I'm begging you.
-To hell with it, Ian. To hell with it.
I don't care how vulnerable you were or how much comforting you needed.
Your daughter is barely cold on the slab and you're in bed with Jane.
You're suffering? Well, good.
What if the person that killed her...
was someone that she knew?
I mean do I know this person as well?
Are they in my address book?
Could I possibly bump into them at the Minute Mart?
I don't know but you can't think like this, Lauren, all right?
-MOBILE PHONE BEEPS
-You're going to send yourself mad.
That's Peter, he wants to see me.
What am I meant to say to him?
KNOCK ON DOOR
I just wish everyone would go away.
Leave it, leave it, Lauren, all right? Just ignore it.
-What time do you call this?
-Yeah, why do you say that?
You've seen the paper, then?
Listen, before you sit down, go up the Arches, will you?
-There's a Corsa needs picking up...
-Yeah, in a minute.
Bad business, isn't it, eh?
I can't even think about it.
-Nah, not when you've got daughters yourself.
Ian just knocked on your front door.
I don't know, mate. But, he's on the warpath.
He's just found out Lucy's been getting texts off this bloke
on the sly, apparently.
And before you say anything, he's already accused me,
so don't start getting offended if he does the same...
I've been looking for Lauren, she's not in.
Do you know where she is?
Ian, I'm really sorry...
Can you call her? I need to speak to her.
-Yeah, I've just got one e-mail to send
and then I'll do it straightaway.
He probably reckons Lauren knows something
about this fellow that Lucy was seeing.
You going to pick up that Corsa or not? Phil's waiting for you.
Phil. Always been a bit tacky between me and him.
Especially after I had that thing with his baby sister.
Did I ever tell you about that, Max?
Cor, we're going back a bit now. I was what...
34, 35? She was early twenties.
Pretty, available, so I was off to the races mate, I tell you.
Mind you, that's what I was like in them days.
Something to be said for getting older, eh?
-Do you want one?
-No, you're all right, thanks.
Mind you, that does explain why he pointed the finger at me earlier on.
I'm surprised he never said anything to you.
Well, why are you surprised he didn't say nothing to me?
Well, you know, whats-her-face.
Carol told me the whole story.
-Kacy, was it?
Yeah, that's the one. How old was she then?
If you ain't going to pick this motor up, I'll go myself, all right.
That's all right, I'll go. I can't drink this muck anyway.
I ain't scared of Phil Mitchell.
And you've got a call to make.
Excuse me? What the hell happened to you last night?
And why was your phone switched off?
It wasn't switched off. It was out of battery.
Can we talk about this later, I've got to get to a shift at the caff...
Not even an apology? Some people would call that rude.
-All right, I apologise, OK?
-That's an apology?
Well, what do you want me to say?
I want you to sound like you're taking this relationship seriously.
-So, don't you think you owe me an explanation?
So, this is your idea of looking for somewhere else to live, is it?
I can't go until Tina gets here.
Well, does she even know you've got an appointment?
Yes. She's going to be here in a minute.
I'll take over. You're more important. Just go, will you.
Give me that.
And phone me as soon as you get there, yeah,
and let me know what's happening.
-You all right?
-What are you playing at?
-I'm taking over from her.
Have you got a problem with that?
-I've got that appointment.
Look, I got held up.
Tosh was giving me ear ache about last night.
I could hardly tell her the truth, could I? I'm sorry.
Bianca is in there doing what you should be doing,
so why don't you get in there and do it.
I thought we were going to clear the air.
Trouble in paradise?
None of your business.
Ah, is someone feeling a little bit put out?
Maybe it's time you moved on.
OK. OK, you want a list?
The half drunk cups of tea you leave all over the place.
Hogging the TV, the nail clippings on the bathroom floor.
That would have been Dexter.
So, Dexter wears red nail varnish now?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I ought to be at the launderette by now.
Let's have this conversation this evening.
No, no, no. Conversation done. Finito.
You're kidding me.
You're not going to throw an old-age pensioner out, are you?
I'm making a decision.
I'm giving you a one month's notice and that's official.
I've done something really stupid.
I told Ian Beale exactly what I thought of him.
Oh, you didn't...
I said he'd used Lucy's death...
..to get to Jane.
And now I wish I was dead.
When did Bianca tell you about Naomi?
Oh, that was her name. Was it romantic?
Look, I really need to go.
I wonder if it was her dealer.
What, you didn't know?
Cindy told Dad that Lucy was doing coke
and then he found a bag amongst her stuff.
Yeah, I know. I'm beginning to feel like I didn't know my sister at all.
What am I supposed to do with all this stuff?
It belongs to the business. Just thought you might need it.
All right? Sorry to interrupt...
Lauren, I think your dad's trying to get hold of you.
Yeah, I'm going to go and see him in a minute.
Any news on this fellow and the texts, Peter?
How do you know about that?
Well, your dad told me.
Lucy was getting some texts from some fellow
she was seeing apparently.
I can't take much more of this.
I'm going to go see my dad.
Babe, you've forgot the...
-What you doing here?
-Oh, I'm just standing in for Tina.
Might have a long wait, darling.
I've just seen her outside the Vic, gassing in her car with Sonia.
Right, go on, try it now.
Shall I go and get one of the blokes from the garage?
I just want you to go away.
-Why are you being like this?
-What's the problem?
-What's it look like?
You should've been in the caff ten minutes ago
and she should be at the hospital.
Will you two just leave me alone?
-I thought I told you to leave her alone.
-I was trying to help.
If she don't want it, it's up to her.
Ain't nothing to do with you.
Now it turns out she had a coke habit...
and another bloke on the go.
Why don't you go home, Lauren.
Go on, get some rest.
Take your mind off things.
Now I've got all this.
What is all that?
It's her stuff from the business.
I can't take it.
Come on, I'll take care of it. Come here.
Go home, Lauren.
I thought I was meant to go see Ian.
What's the point? You don't know anything, do you?
He's probably just asking everyone.
Peter said it just now.
It's like we didn't really know her at all.
My car's broken down on Victoria Rd, the Arches is closed...
I'm looking for Dexter.
My dad will take you.
It's too late. I've missed the appointment.
I'm going to have to call them.
Mag, look after the stall for a minute. Sonia!
What time do you call this?
-You've seen Lauren, then?
-Sorry, I just asked you a question.
-You know what I think, don't you?
-I'm not interested.
I think if I had an important hospital appointment
and my car needed fixing, I'd have definitely made other arrangements.
I don't need this.
Why was Tina so annoyed then, Sonia?
Sonia? Son, look at me. This is me.
You want to know? You really want to know?
Me and Tina kissed. And now, it's one big mess.
Are you happy, now?
I've had this feeling nagging away at me ever since
I found out she'd been murdered.
Try to shut it down. But, it won't shut up.
I had another daughter once. Long time ago, now.
Yeah, I know. Carol told me.
Do you know, whole years go by
and I don't even think about her.
Well, I try not to.
something like this kicks off and, you know,
you've got no choice.
You're forced to remember.
Which is what this feeling's all about.
Karen. Hard enough even to say her name.
They were in a car crash.
I wasn't around.
But, Ian's around, isn't he?
I bet he's going through what I never went through, isn't he?
Do you know, I sort of envy him.
At least he's getting it out of his system.
I've still got it.
So, when he goes and accuses me, that's like a...
that's like a kick in the goolies, isn't it? I mean, I'm well affronted.
But, then, there's another part of me that thinks,
"Well, can you blame him?"
What, with my track record.
I'd like to think I'm past all that now but...
Like hell you are.
But, it takes one to know one, don't it?
Sorry, what are you saying?
I'm just saying I could imagine a scenario, you know...
pretty girl, right set of circumstances.
Just like it was with Sam Mitchell all those years ago.
But, if it was to get a bit fraught...
A bit too clingy, maybe?
If I had more of a temper on me.
Temper like yours, say.
I'm not angry with you, Max.
Me and you, we're more alike than either of us is prepared to let on.
But, I'm right, aren't I?
Like I said, I'm not angry.
But, you did do it, didn't you?
You killed Lucy.
So, what is this, a wind-up?
-You tell me.
-No, you've got to be joking, haven't you?
What, you seriously think I had anything to do with Lucy's death?
What's the matter with you, David? I hardly even knew the girl.
All I done was invest in her business,
and I helped her out with the books every now and again.
-Yeah, and the rest.
-No. There is no rest!
I can't seriously believe that you'd think I'd have anything
-to do with that!
-Max, the police want to know who Lucy was seeing, right?
They want to know who the bloke was.
And we both know that was you.
I didn't think anybody was home yet.
I couldn't concentrate at work.
-Oh, you still thinking about Lucy?
It's awful for everyone, isn't it?
There's me worrying about my health,
and this happens to a young girl who's just starting her life.
Why don't you go see your friends?
You know, get some fresh air, clear your head.
I don't really want to leave you on your own.
You don't look very well.
Oh, no, I just need some peace and quiet, you know.
I was hoping to have the house to myself actually.
CAROL COUGHS AGAIN
Are you sure?
Yes. I'll go straight back to bed.
Honestly, don't worry about me darling, I'm fine.
I'm not saying I blame you, Max.
I know better than anyone how easy it is to be tempted.
She was a beautiful girl.
She was my daughter's best mate.
That makes it all the more interesting, don't it?
I never touched her.
You think I didn't notice them sneaky sales calls?
Coming back from the auction with a grin on your face?
I could tell you were up to no good.
-So what? Don't mean it was with her, does it?
-Then why did you look so worried
-when I told you the police were after whoever it was she was seeing?
-Course I didn't.
What you talking about? You've been watching too many detective movies.
This ain't got nothing to do with me.
Right, well show us your phone, then. Let me have a look at that.
I don't see why I should, but, yeah, go on, have a look.
Not that one...
..the one I've seen you hiding away.
Drop the act, Max, cos I know you're lying.
COUGHING FROM INSIDE
-I'm here for your appointment.
Don't worry, I won't bite.
Yeah, come in.
I just don't get it, Son...
Luckily for you, you don't have to,
because I don't want to talk about it.
But you're not a lesbian.
You had a little phase a little while ago,
but you've not been showing any signs, have you, since?
It isn't an illness where I'm going to break out into a rash.
And I didn't say I was a lesbian.
So, what is it, then? Was it that Tina?
Did she put pressure on you, Son?
Cos I've told her to keep away from you.
Was that before or after you told her about Naomi?
Look, I told you it was down to me.
You're not gay, Sonia.
It's 2014, Bianca, all right?
Not everybody has to label themselves.
You do if you're married!
-Unless you and Martin are going to split up?
-Of course we're not...
Well, then what? Why would you have a fling with someone?
Especially Tina Carter!
I had a few drinks, maybe I got a bit carried away...
-Me and Tina, we always have a laugh.
-Well, me and Mo have a laugh,
it don't mean I'm going to have a lesbian fling with her, does it?
-Who's having a lesbian fling?
-Same again, Son?
Listen, can you go home and check on Carol.
She said she was all right, but she don't look well to me.
Leave that drink, Trace.
-I've seen it.
-You know what? I've had enough of this!
-Show me the phone and I'll drop it.
-No. The only other phone I've ever
-had was to get in touch with a married bird.
-I lost that
-OK, well, if you give me the name of this mystery bird, then.
Why have I got to give you anything? Back off, David.
-You're starting to annoy me now.
-Fine. I've tried to give you a chance, Max.
If you won't talk to me, then you can talk to the police.
What you talking about? You can't do that...
Well, then tell me the truth. Now.
David, where are you going?
Dave, where are you going?!
All right, all right!
TURNS OFF ENGINE
-All right, it was me.
I was seeing her.
Mum? You all right?
Just seen Whitney at the pub. She said you're not feeling well.
For goodness' sake, I don't know why everybody's making such a fuss.
You do look a bit peaky.
Well, thanks for that, Bianca, but I'm fine.
So, stop worrying and you can go back to work.
Shall we call your nurse just in case?
No, I am perfectly capable of managing on my own.
Everything all right, Carol?
Yeah, these are my daughters, Sonia and Bianca.
This is Helen, she's a specialist.
Why, is there something wrong? What's she doing?
She's fitting a wig, all right?
I didn't want to make a big deal of it,
I just wanted to see what they had.
Well, we'll help you.
No, I don't need any help.
I'm sure we can manage.
-Bianca, you get back to the stall, I'll stay.
Anyway, I'm not sure I trust your taste at the moment, Sonia...
Come on, it'll be a laugh.
Peter, look, I found this whilst I was going through Lucy's stuff.
Dad, the police have already done this.
Yeah, I know, but I've never seen Lucy wearing this necklace, OK?
-So, maybe it was bought by the bloke she was seeing?
-No, it wasn't.
How do you know for sure?
Well, because that's a Christmas present.
That's what you and Denise got her.
You shouldn't be doing this right now.
Why don't you go upstairs and try and get some sleep?
I'll take care of this.
I keep thinking there must be answers somewhere.
None of it makes sense.
You know, it was a mistake, that's all.
I knew as soon as it happened, I should have just walked away.
But, of course, you didn't.
Yeah, but I weren't expecting it, was I?
I never looked at her like that before. She was just Lauren's mate.
Then one night we started talking about the business...
She was so smart, so fired up about making it work,
she was like a different person.
We just had a couple of drinks, one thing led to another,
and before I knew it, we was all over each other.
Yeah, course you were.
I just thought it would be a bit of fun, you know.
Thought it would be a quick fling no-one would ever find out about.
Never thought it'd end like this.
And how did it...end?
I don't know... We just saw each other off-and-on.
You know, it weren't serious, and then...
we ended it when she started seeing that Carter lad.
Oh, right. And you were just OK with that, were you?
What? You think I flew into a jealous rage?
I never cared that much about her.
I ain't proud of myself, but after Stacey, I was in a bad place,
and she just made me feel good about myself again.
I mean, honestly, I was probably just using her.
I feel sick about that.
Especially when I found out what happened to her.
What she must have gone through...
So, I screwed up, all right, and I hate myself, but...
..seriously, David, you've got to believe me,
I would never, ever have hurt her.
You're a lot of things, mate, but...
even I know you're not capable of that.
Right, so why are we going through all this?
Because if I can get you to crack this easily,
I'm damn sure the police will.
And they don't know you.
You keep this up, Max, and they are going to think that you killed her.
'Hi, this is Tosh. Leave a message.'
Hey, Tosh, it's me again.
Look, I'm sorry about earlier, I was running late,
but I am free later and I'm sure we can find a way of making it up.
-I'm in the doghouse again.
-Why, what's up?
I was supposed to go out with my girlfriend last night
and I sort of got distracted.
Now she ain't even answering my calls.
Making you sweat?
I always do this, just when things are going really well,
I have to go and, like, mess it all up again.
Yeah, I had that problem when I was married.
Well, how did you sort it?
You see my wife anywhere?
What you see is what you get, mate, all right?
What are you doing letting go of a sale?
You could have told him how cool he'll look in them,
that he'll pull all the birds.
You know, the old Alfie Moon spiel.
My heart's not in it any more, darling.
-You was over the moon when I got off yesterday.
-Kat, I still am.
I thought the whole point was going to be us working together,
not me glaring at you across the market, you know.
-This ain't West Side Story.
-Listen, I get you want to work with Bianca.
I understand that you're partners.
It's just not what I had in mind, that's all. OK?
No, don't give up now. You've only just got the stall.
Listen, Aleks reckons he's got enough traders wanting this pitch.
Might cut my losses while I can.
I found this in Lucy's things.
I think it's yours.
I lent that to her a couple of weeks ago. Hers broke.
I forgot she even had that.
Well, the police have been through everything,
so I thought you might want it back.
You didn't have to do that.
Yeah, well, it's not like she's...
I promised Dad I'd put everything back where it was, so...
Do you need any help?
No, I can manage.
Yeah, but you don't need to.
They ain't bad, are they?
You think NHS wigs, you think of some dodgy, like, 1970s flick, don't you?
But they're all right, really.
I do try to keep up with the latest fashions.
Why don't you try one on, Mum?
I don't even know where to start.
I tell people to go for whatever they feel comfy with.
What style do you usually have?
"Shoved up out the way so it's not a mess" style.
Now's your chance to go a little bit more glam.
You could go blonde bombshell.
I'd look less Marilyn Monroe, more Peggy Mitchell.
AS PEGGY: "This wig is family and family sticks together.
"Get out of our pub!"
Bianca! What are you playing at?
Oh, keep your hair on, Sonia. I'm only trying to have a laugh,
make it easier for everyone.
What about this one, Carol?
It'd suit your heart-shaped face shape perfectly.
I don't know...
Go on, Mum, give it a go.
Doesn't hurt to try them on.
I'll...I'll just go and try it on outside.
Bianca, take that off!
What, I thought you like brunettes, Sonia...
Oh, grow up, Bianca, I'm not doing this here.
Oh, give us a kiss, Sonia! Give us a little kiss.
What's the matter with her? I'm only having a little laugh.
I know what you're thinking.
I look less like Peggy, and more like Phil Mitchell now.
Does that look right to you?
She always had her favourite photos out so she could just look at them.
Yeah, but which ones?
I don't know exactly.
OK, I know that some of the family were down here...
and, then, I think this one was here.
But I just can't remember which ones went where.
I'm sure it don't matter if it's not exactly right.
It matters, all right, of course it matters.
Either we put things back where they were or else we pack them up...
and my dad's not ready for that.
You can't be ready for that either, she was your sister.
She is my sister. OK, I just want to make things right for her.
I wouldn't blame Tosh for giving me the elbow,
I probably deserve all I get.
What, for missing one night out?
-I might have kissed someone else and all.
Tosh don't even know about that yet.
What? Are you thinking of telling her?
The woman uses an axe for a living.
Besides, it was just something... it just got out of hand.
Yeah, well, I know all about that.
It's fun to flirt with someone else,
but Tosh is the one I want to be with.
Then what you need is a Jake Stone special.
What the hell is that?
The only sure way to win back a woman's heart.
I heard you were thinking of packing in the stall?
Gloating that you're getting rid of the competition, are you?
Darling, from what I've seen today, you ain't much of a threat,
I just thought I could help you out.
You've got some all right stuff there,
I could take it off your hands.
I'll give you a ton for the lot.
You having a laugh? That'll hardly cover his costs.
All right, 150, then. That ain't a bad offer.
Yeah, right, then you bung it on your stall for double the price.
So? What's it matter to you if you want to get rid of it?
You trying to stab me in the back?
You can't sell to her, she's my main competitor.
Yeah, well, if I flog it I'll be your competitor, won't I?
-Yeah, but all the money goes in the same pot.
If you want to give up the stall, that's fine,
but do not let her have one over on us.
I'd rather you chuck the lot in the Thames, or torch it.
What are you talking about? It won't come to that.
If anyone can sell this lot in a day, it's you.
Fellas, come over here, I've got some right bargains for you.
I've got shirts, hoodies, all kinds of goodies.
In the words of the Manic Street Preachers, "Everything must go."
You should have gone to the Old Bill as soon as you found out.
Yeah, well, I didn't think I needed to.
You know, me and Lucy, we've been finished for weeks,
and then up until today they were saying it was a mugging gone wrong.
-They ain't any more...
-Yeah, I know and I've been going out of my mind
since I found out.
But if I go to the police now,
it's going to look like I had something to hide.
Yeah, and if you don't and they find you anyway,
it's look a darn sight worse, innit?
Oh, come on, mate, this family's been through enough already
without you getting caught up in another murder.
Right, don't you think I know that?
I'd rather risk that, than come forward now.
-Because of Lauren.
After everything we've been through - the drinking, Jake -
we're just starting to sort things out.
She ain't going to forgive me for this. I'll lose her.
Well, I'm sorry but there's not a lot you can do about that, Max.
Yeah, well after I get rid of that phone, there's nothing to link me to Lucy.
And the only people that know are me and you.
So, keep quiet about it, will you? Just see what happens.
What about Ian? What about him?
You've seen what it's doing to him, he's going out of his mind looking for answers.
I feel for him, David, all right? I do. But I can't give him what he needs, can I?
At least you could tell him it was you that she was seeing.
You think that's going to make things better, do you?
Hearing all the sordid details?
The memory of his little girl is going to be ruined forever.
He's seen her on a mortuary slab!
How can it ever get any worse than that?
I mean, you imagine if this was one of your girls.
You would be desperate for information.
Anything that could help.
He has to know, Max, and if you ain't prepared to tell him,
I have to.
That's why I wanted to do this on my own, you didn't need to see this.
Mum, it's fine, we knew you'd lose your hair eventually.
I shaved it all off when it started going.
Why didn't you tell us, Mum? It's nothing to be embarrassed about.
Course it's not. And that looks lovely now.
-Maybe it just needs styling a bit different.
-It's all wrong.
It just needs a bit more oomph.
She just said she didn't want any oomph.
She's got to give it a chance, ain't she, Son? See?
If I actually wanted to look like a drag queen!
I don't know what I was thinking agreeing to all this,
the last thing I should be worrying about is my stupid hair!
That's it, then.
Everything is exactly how it was.
I keep expecting her just to walk back in, you know, any minute,
and just have a go at us, for, like, touching her stuff...
Just tell us this was all just one big mistake.
She's been there my whole life...
..and now she's just gone.
As long as you remember her how she was...
..nothing anyone says can take her away.
Oh, Peter, sorry to barge in, mate. Is your dad around?
Erm, could you go and get him? Because I need to talk to him.
This is the first time he's had any rest in days.
What's this about?
Is it about Lucy?
Cos if it is, you can talk to me.
I'm sorry, Mum, we didn't mean to upset you.
No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make a fuss.
Getting so worked up over a stupid wig...
..especially after what's happened to Lucy.
I didn't think I'd be like this, so superficial.
No, you're not.
I just see it in people's eyes...
strangers in the street, others I've known for years, they just...
-they look at me with pity.
No, they don't see a person any more, just see a sick old lady.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and I don't even...
..recognise myself any more.
You need to get your eyes tested, cos you look beautiful to me.
That's what David says. He hardly signed up for this, though, did he?
It don't matter what you look like, he still loves you.
Bianca's right, Mum, David's been there through all of this.
A few strands of hair ain't going to change things, is it?
-He didn't see me in the last wig.
-It wasn't that bad.
I looked like a pantomime dame.
No, you didn't.
Oh, yes, you did.
THEY ALL LAUGH
I don't know about this.
When I've done something out of order,
it was the only way I could get Sadie talking to me again.
Yeah, but I ain't much of a cook.
I can do beans on toast, but that's about it.
Which is why I'm going to teach you, my lovely.
By the end of the day you'll be sauteing, basting, steaming...
-you name it, you'll be doing it.
It is, cooking someone the perfect meal
is the best way of getting them into bed, trust me.
What are you doing here?
Hey, buddy, I told you we were going to get a new flatmate.
You're the one moving in?
It's your lucky day, ladies. Free prize for every customer.
Look at that! 10% off anything on the stall!
The more you buy, the more you save. That's it, come on, ladies.
Ain't so bad at this, are you?
I reckon if I put my mind to it, I could flog everything
-on this market, you know that?
-So, why are you packing it in?
So, did you tell him?
He wasn't there. It was just Peter and Lauren.
Don't worry, Max, I kept your grubby little secret.
Yeah, well, this isn't for your benefit, is it?
If this comes out, Max, or you do anything to hurt Carol,
-I will not cover for you again.
-Well, you won't have to.
You could've told me you was moving in?
I wanted to get the room all sorted...surprise you.
When you weren't answering my calls
I thought you were still mad at me for running off.
No, I'm used to that by now,
and I'm sure you can make it up to me somehow.
I've got a ton of boxes need shifting.
Is she...? I mean, are they...?
What? You thought that you were in there with her.
I just hoped any girlfriend she might bring home
will end up in my room, not in hers.
-What do you think?
You know, if you like, you could always move in.
Yeah, means I won't have to have to put up with Shirley
giving me the evil eye every time I come round and see you,
and we get to spend a bit more time together.
What do you think?
Ask me in the morning.
Um, I thought I was teaching you how to cook?
Yeah, looks like we're skipping main course
and heading straight for dessert.
Poor Mum, I never knew she felt like that.
I'd have lost it ages ago,
I just didn't think it was going to get to her.
Well, it'd get to anybody.
It can't be easy for you either.
Is this what all this Tina thing's been about?
It was one kiss! I wish I'd never told you now.
So why did you, then?
Because I thought you'd be less judgmental, that's why.
Listen, I don't care who you kiss, even Tina,
long as I thought it was what you wanted...
And what if it is?
Listen, don't you think I wanted to do something mental
when I first found out about the gene?
It's not going to change nothing, Sonia. Just face it.
At least go to your doctor's appointment, find out what options there are.
What options? What are you talking about?
I either get a mastectomy or I risk getting cancer.
Nothing I can do is going to change that!
Um, sorry, your mum wanted you.
If you're in the middle of something, I can tell her...
No, it's all right, we're done.
Tenner for two, sweetheart.
I tell you what we'll do, a one-off only.
Call it 15 and I'll throw in one for free.
Can't say fairer than that. You like that? There we go darling?
Thank you, sweetheart. Tell your friends. Everything must go.
Take care, beautiful.
You flogged the lot?
-I knew you still had the old magic.
-Still got a few tricks up my sleeve.
And you didn't even need me to be your beautiful assistant.
It feels good to be back.
I tell you what, I might get some more gear to flog next week.
Oh, right, I thought you was jacking it in.
No, I forgot how much fun this job can be in the great outdoors
with these lovely people.
I got the best view in the whole world, ain't I?
Looking at Bianca all day.
-Shut up. I love you.
-I love you.
I should probably get going...
Yeah, Lola's going to be wondering where you are.
Thank you for today...
I didn't really do much.
Oh, Ian's awake now if you wanted to have that talk.
Is he? No, I won't bother actually, Lauren.
It was nothing anyway.
I know I don't look like Kate Moss, but I think this one's all right.
Yeah, it's nice. It does really suit you, Mum.
Yeah, although, I really liked the darker one as well.
-You would do, wouldn't you? You like a brunette.
-Why don't you let it go?!
Let what go? What is with you two today?
Bianca thinks she knows everything.
No, I was just giving my opinion, actually.
Yeah, and your opinion isn't what's always right.
No, Mum asked me what I thought, so I told her.
You can choose whatever wig you want when you get cancer.
No, I'm fed up with it, Mum.
-Don't take any notice.
-Go on, take her side. Go on...
-Sonia, come back, darling!
-What did you have to say that for?
-Mum, you don't know how she's been,
I'm just trying to get her to face up to things!
Sonia! Son, I know how you feel cos it's exactly how I felt
when I thought I had the gene.
But you haven't got the gene!
This is me who's got to deal with this.
-Yet here you are again making it all about you!
This has got nothing to do with you, so don't dare stand there
and tell me you understand because you haven't got a clue!
After recent events, Jane is torn about how to behave and makes a drastic decision.
Peter is left devastated by some harsh comments. Lola tries her best to console him, but is she who he wants?
It's judgement day for Kat as she finds out whether or not she'll go to prison.
Denise makes an important life choice and is thankful for a helping hand.
Tina offers Sonia her support but Sonia's reaction surprises her.
Shabnam is overcome with guilt over the information she is hiding, and Ian and Peter are shocked when they learn about a new development concerning Lucy's death.
After a startling accusation, David's suspicions grow as he decides to do some investigating himself.
Bianca's constant grilling of Sonia causes her to make a surprising confession. They try to put their differences behind them for Carol's sake, but how long will it last?
David delivers a shocking ultimatum to one of Walford's residents.
After Tina gets advice from an unlikely individual, she is stopped in her tracks by some news from Tosh.