Masood comes to a heartbreaking decision about his marriage, while Syed vows to uncover the truth. A panicked Ben attempts to contain the truth about his relationship with Duncan.
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It's your dad.
HE TAKES A DEEP BREATH
What's happening, Tam? Is your mother back yet?
I phoned four times last night.
We got back from the hospital late.
-So she's still there?
-But she's getting out this morning.
-Syed's going over to get her.
It's been three days. Has the doctor said anything more?
Dad, we've just got Kamil to sleep, so...
Bunking off, more like.
She knew we had all this lot coming in this morning.
She'll waltz back in here when everything's done.
She'll be like, "Oh! Is everything packed away, Denise?
"I was just coming back to help."
She'll find fault with it an' all.
All these, please.
I like a man who knows his mind.
It's not for me, it's for, um...
..a mate. Don't really know what he likes.
Good mate, is he?
Well, take my advice. Hang onto him, cos they're few and far between.
Don't worry about the change, that's yours, thank you.
-Stop fussing, Syed.
I'll get it.
You're doing it again.
I am not an invalid.
You didn't have to pick me up. I could have come home by myself.
We didn't know how you were going to be feeling.
-Well, how do I look?
-Better than last week.
-Are you OK?
Not you two as well. Just fuss, fuss, fuss!
Why isn't anyone at work, anyway?
It's bad enough Syed taking time out without you two slacking off also!
Would you put your feet up for five minutes...
You could have run a duster around here!
We cleaned it this morning.
I told a woman at the hospital,
"I don't know what I'm coming back home to."
-Don't worry about the cleaning.
-She has four boys, under six.
Can you imagine
the state of her place when she gets home?
This won't do. Go to the Mini Mart, get furniture polish and bleach.
I go away for a few days and the whole place goes to rack and ruin!
-And take your shoes off!
Well, she seems OK.
It was probably what she said, a silly mistake.
Maybe we should all just accept that.
Maybe we should bury our heads in the sand?
How's your mother?
Never better. According to her.
I know you need to find out what happened.
You don't think I should either?
No, I was wondering if I should, instead.
She might find it difficult opening up to you.
If she can't talk to her own son...
I'm worried you push her further into her shell.
No, I'm going to talk to her.
No matter what anyone says.
You going to the hospital?
The Prodigal Son.
If Tyler's the Prodigal Son, what does that make me?
I would but...
More important things to do - read the paper, chat up market girls.
I've had a house clearance. One of Janine's properties, High Street.
-Taking care of business, eh?
While we've still got one.
-We have still got a business, Dad.
-No, thanks to you.
Can I have...
two rolls, please? And heavy on the brown sauce.
Oi! Where you been? You was out this morning when I got up.
Went for a run.
No point just doing stuff at the gym if I really want to get fit.
So how's it working out with Duncan?
Good? Not that good,
if you're still falling for that old trick!
Still, it's early days, innit?
What time are you picking your mum up?
I'm going to finish my round and I'll come with you.
I already have.
-Nothing's being kept from me, is it?
-What makes you say that?
Your mum's been in hospital for three days.
A guy at the sorting office had a heart attack.
He was in and out overnight.
Three days and they still can't tell you what's wrong with her?
You know as much as I do.
It's the truth.
-What do you look like?
You know, focused.
Look and learn, Kamil.
How to spot a complete idiot!
You think you're funny?
Yeah. How's your mum, Tam?
Just getting her a welcome home bun.
Which one, Kamil?
I think that one.
Or that one?
Yeah, that one?!
You've really got the knack.
They're on the same wavelength -
same mental age and that. No offence, Kamil.
Not up in my hair, man!
What are you doing?! You can't be doing that!
-Just got to bend down and talk to him like this.
Yeah, works every time.
I can see that.
How's your mum, Tam? You still haven't told me.
-Is Zainab back?
Yeah. Really good.
You here again?
Got a study morning.
-This counts as study these days?
-I'm only doing an hour or so.
Well, make sure you do, yeah? You're getting obsessed.
Look, Ben. There is no point giving yourself an injury
just to prove a point to your dad.
I'm not doing it for my dad.
It's all new to you. Just take it slow.
Bunking off school, more like.
-Have some fun instead.
-If you're up for it?
'What do I do? The minute I try and talk to her'
all she goes on about is dust.
What do I say to Dad? He's not stupid, he knows something's up.
You don't know what, though.
And we won't, not unless one of us comes out and says something.
If you're feeling guilty about last week...
-That's part of it.
There has to be more to it.
It can't just be that.
-It's her doctor I've been thinking about.
-What do you mean?
Why did he give her those pills in the first place?
Why keep prescribing them knowing she's in that state?
Did he even examine her at all?
All right, Tyler?!
All right, Bruv?
Welcome home, mate.
-Right, gimme that.
Right, let's get you in, shall we?
-You and Ant had a ruck?
Something been going on while I've been in hospital?
All right, I'll ask him then.
Something was going on before you went into hospital.
I need you to call her doctor.
The new one. Find out exactly what pills she was taking,
how many he was prescribing
and what they were for.
Zainab's his patient, not mine.
His patient who nearly died!
Why didn't he see the state she was getting in?
Shouldn't he have been monitoring her before prescribing any more?
Syed, you're straying into really difficult territory.
OK. I understand.
If it's a problem for you, professionally, I'll do it.
That'd be worse.
If I explain, perhaps he'll talk off the record.
It's not the pills, it's what Zainab
did with them, that's the real point.
That's what doesn't make any sense.
She has to have...
..it has to...
How can you forget how many pills you've taken?
-She's been under a lot of pressure, recently.
-Yeah, all her life,
but she's never done this before.
She must be as shocked by it as the rest of us.
-If she is, then maybe that's a good thing.
-It means it won't happen again.
-How do you know?
-I know your mother.
I thought I did.
Are you sure you don't want me to have a word with her?
I'm just doing what we're all doing, aren't I?
-I don't mind.
-No, Yusef. No.
This isn't your place.
Oh, well funny(!)
Coming through with a left. Whey!
-Sorry about that, mate.
Oi, you two. Give us a hand, will ya?
-Why is his face green?
-His is going to be black and blue in a minute.
Grab them sides, boys, walk out the front.
And hands off, yeah, that's mine.
It's a welcome home present.
-Lucky Tyler, eh?
-Say that again.
-Well, like you mean it.
I do mean it.
-MOCKS FEEBLY: "Oh, Phwoar."
-No, no. It's...
-SHOUTS: Phwoar! Yeah.
What is it with you two?
Come on, come on!
-How are you, boys?
Ooh, sorry, mate!
Have I still got cake in my hair?
Well, you looking at something?
Back again, Syed?
How lucky I am to have such a caring family around me.
I'm sorry, I've got to ask.
-What happened is simple.
I was foolish. I ordered some pills off the internet.
I took a few too many of them, that's all.
Or not enough?
How can you say something like that?
Tell me it wasn't deliberate.
that you didn't try to kill yourself.
Do you have any idea what you're saying?
-No-one can die but by Allah's law.
Anyone who throws himself from a rock throws himself into Hell.
Anyone who drinks poison
will drink it forever in Hell.
-Did I what?
Did I turn my back on everything that I believe,
on everything that we've always taught you to believe?
-How can you ask me something like that?!
-Nothing else makes sense.
I told you, I made a mistake, have you never done that?
You keep saying that, it was just a mistake, but how can it be?
What, you took one pill? Then another, then one more...?
Syed, I really think you need to leave now, OK?
That's what you did, Mum. You took one pill after another, until...
How can that be a mistake?
I don't know.
I don't know what happened.
I thought we'd lost you, Mum.
I came in, and I saw you just lying there, I thought...
Do you understand what that would have done to us?
I mean, not just to lose you but to live every day,
knowing you were so unhappy you could do that to yourself,
and none of us even realised!
-None of us did anything...
-How could we bear that, Mum, how?
just tell me. You must know.
I don't! Syed!
I...remember being upset.
and Amira, and about what I did,
or at least what it is that I think that I did,
because I can't even remember that!
Really, I can't, Syed. OK?!
-What have you said to her?
-Syed, I have tried.
I promise you, I've tried to remember everything that happened
but I keep saying to myself it's a mistake.
-It was an accident...
-Maybe it wasn't.
-I don't know!
-Maybe it was deliberate?
Was it deliberate?
-Was it an accident?
-Was it on purpose?
Syed, I'm sorry. I don't know.
-Nosey type, is he?
That mate of yours, the old guy.
No mate of mine. He's just a potman in the Vic.
Didn't bother you, did it, him coming out like that?
He's not the type to start telling tales?
I wouldn't even care if he did.
Is everything OK?
Is your mum not well again?
-It wasn't food poisoning.
What happened last week.
-KNOCKING AT DOOR
Not exactly fair, Zee.
Leaving me on my own all day, all cos of a dodgy prawn!
And you knew we had that big order coming in today.
Are you OK?
You got food poisoning, it could be really nasty.
It wasn't food poisoning.
What? So what was it then?
It was an overdose.
-Are you saying...?
-We can't know that for sure.
But even if it was some kind of accident, then...
-The question is, what do we do?
-Dad, he's right, what do we do?
What the hell is happening?
I don't think Mum knows what's been happening,
or anything, right now.
It's down to us.
All of us, including me. I was vicious to her about Amira
but this is down to you too, Dad.
All this stuff with you and her, her and Yusef.
Are you saying this is my fault?
-I didn't say that.
-Sounds exactly like it!
He's saying, if we don't sort this now then will it happen again?
We're here for help, Dad.
It's a mess and she's finally admitted that...
something's wrong but...
that's a good thing.
We don't know what to do.
'I know things haven't been great between us the past months but...'
I'm still your friend!
I mean that, I promise you from the bottom of my heart, no matter what.
Zee, darlin', come on. Just... just open the door...
Let me in and we can just talk.
Just you and me.
LETTER FLAP CLOSES
You sure you're up for this?
A pint I said, not a session.
All right, Ty?
Here you are, mate!
Got this for you. Found it at a house clearance, thought you...
Dad told me you bet against me. The night of the fight.
I told him...
"That can't be right," I mean, me and you, we're brothers.
-Now he reckons the business has gone down the pan too,
and cos... that's the money you bet with.
I was just trying to make some money for the business...
And then I told him,
"That can't be right either, I mean...
"cos that'd be stabbing your own flesh and blood in the back!"
Tyler, I'm sorry, I...
Look, earlier on.
Ben, whatever you and your friend get up to...
-We weren't up to anything.
-..is none of my business.
What you saw, it wasn't how it...
Like I said, son.
None of my business.
-Oh, how you feeling?
-How do I look?
Well, you know what they say - large as life, twice as ugly.
So, how you been? Been missing me?
Sorry. Who are you are again?
Tyler, are you all right?
Tyler! Tyler, you all right?
Actually, I was wondering how you were feeling.
Reckon I just got my answer.
Denise was right.
I wouldn't. I couldn't, Yusef.
The trouble is, you don't know that. You said you can't remember.
I remember certain things.
I remember that you had come round.
I remember that we ate food together.
You've been in such a state for days.
Just... You'd put the food in front of me.
Hardly known what you'd said or done.
Kamil was there.
Did he have some too?
I shouldn't have left you alone.
I should have realised what a danger you were to yourself, and to Kamil.
I thought I was doing the right thing.
Leaving her alone.
Giving her space.
While all the time she...
I know what to do.
You just need to take some time out with friends.
I need to put my family first.
Your family and friends will pull you through this.
The ones I turned my back on?
-Syed'll understand about Amira.
-It's not just about Syed though, is it?
Or Tamwar. It's about Mas, as well.
Would any of this have happened if Masood had been around?
Kamil certainly wouldn't have been put at risk like that.
But you and Masood are over.
I thought we were. Till I realised what I'd done.
Zainab, you're just upset.
Look, let's talk later.
MASOOD: I need to see you.
I need to see you too.
Yusef, could you leave us, please?
Masood and I have a few things to discuss.
Yeah, Syed brought her back first thing this morning.
Is everything OK?
I don't know. Some of the things she's been saying...
Oh, my, God!
I can't see no-one.
Not likely to either, probably the other side of Hoxton by now!
If it's that lot at number three...
You ask round, see if anyone saw anything. Flaming kids!
I'm sorry, Mas.
What are you saying sorry to me for?
I feel like I've let everyone down.
I haven't known what to do, or who to turn to.
Everyone thinks I'm the strong one but...
..I just shout the loudest, you know that.
That's why I started taking those pills...
..I thought they would help.
I just wanted to move on.
To start again.
Maybe that was wrong.
that wasn't wrong.
If we'd still been together...
Wasn't it us being together
that got you in this state in the first place?
..the day I married you...
..I thought I could walk on water.
Float on clouds.
I thought I always would.
We always would.
But you can't feel that way again, is that what you're saying?
I made a promise on that day too.
To you, and to myself,
that no harm would ever come to you.
Look at you, Zee.
You look so frail.
I can't bear seeing you like this.
You know, Syed and Tam came to me for help.
They asked me to do something.
To do what's right for you,
for all of us.
If I'd only done this months ago...
..if I'd only been stronger, instead of scared.
I just never thought...
..in my life...
-..I would ever...
-I don't understand.
But maybe this is what we needed.
Eh? A wake-up call.
For both of us.
To finally do what's right.
Yes, you're right.
So, you know how it works?
I have to say it three times.
There's no other way.
Masood, if you're doing this for me...
I'm doing this for both of us,
-I can't see you like this.
-You can't go on like this.
-I divorce you.
-Mein tumhe talaq deta hoon.
..mein tumhe talaq deta hoon.
..mein tumhe talaq deta hoon.
AMERICAN ACCENT: "Hands off! I know what you did and I'm not happy about it!"
"I'm sorry, all right? I didn't mean it!"
"You're not going to get away with it that easily!"
What happened there?
"Come on, I've said I'm sorry!"
-Dunno. Kids, probably.
-You was out early this morning. Off to the gym?
-Yeah thought I'd get an hour and a half in before school.
Listen, Ben...I know.
You can't keep skipping school like this.
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
We don't need any more grief, all right?
See you later.
MOBILE RINGS DISTANTLY
RINGING GETS LOUDER
Is, er... Is anyone in there?
Listen, I don't want any trouble, all right?
I've just been on the phone to the...
I've just been on the phone to the owner.
He's on his way back now as we speak.
-You seriously do not want to mess with...
..with Ian Beale.
What's the matter? Scared of getting caught again?
Ben! I want a word with you.
Thought you said he was no bother?
Well, he ain't.
Better go see what he wants.
I'll catch up with you in a bit.
I need to speak to you.
You got any idea at all how much a pane of glass like that going to set you back?
So, you break it, you pay for it.
I gotta get to school, all right?
I'll give you till lunchtime.
I'm sure your father's good for a pane of glass, wouldn't you say?
-You leave him out of it!
-I wish I could, son, believe me.
I got no interest whatsoever in dealing with that man.
I'll get it you, all right.
I said, OK, I'll get you it.
Mandy, sweetheart, I'd love to help but I just...
Please, I can't...
I can't do it on my own.
Ian's going to kill me, you know he is.
Maybe you should've thought about that before, yeah?
Please, Alfie! I'll do anything.
Take more than that to clean up your act.
Look who's talking.
So, Beale's on his way back, is he?
Knows what you been up to, does he?
Yeah, as a matter of fact.
No nasty surprises.
Listen, I need a favour.
Beaten your record yet?
-Why? Got something riding on it?
-How's your head?
-All the better for you yakking on.
-I'll have an egg, if you're making.
Lucky not much between the ears to start with, eh, Ty? Less to lose.
-I ain't the one that loses things, am I?
-Scrambling or frying?
You ain't going to let this go, are you?
What, you thought some poxy girlie picture'd sort it? Boobs and a breakfast roll?
What d'you want me to do? Just ignore you? Leave the room every time you come in?
Don't you two ever let up?! Cor, dear!
-Where you going?
-As far away from you two as possible.
I'm making breakfast, Dad.
Aw, Michael, I'm sorry.
It's the boys. Driving me round the bend. They're like a couple of toddlers.
Except when they were toddlers, you could slide 'em a couple of 99s
and that would shut 'em up.
-You're welcome to head over, but...
-Na, you're all right.
-I'll be down the gym. I've got stuff on.
I'd better be getting off. Got a lot of shifting to do on me tod.
The boys not coming in at all?
Those idiots? They can't even be in the same house together, let alone work together.
-I could have a word, if you like?
Yeah, well if you've got a magic wand and some fairy dust, you might be in with a chance!
No, that's great! Thanks a lot, Kim, thanks, that's brilliant.
Thanks for nothing!
Where are all the strapping lads when you need 'em, eh?
-I'll get it back to you as soon as I can.
-Where am I supposed to get it from?
I promise I'll sort it before Shirl gets back.
What d'you need it for?
-Oi. What you still doing here?
-He was just going.
School, now! Come on!
I think he's being bullied again.
Same family for generations.
Handed down one to the next.
You don't buy in to all that, then?
Bit of old wood, innit? Ugly one an' all.
Something comforting about knowing your socks are in the same drawer as your granddad's.
Thanks for that, I appreciate it.
There's something I wanted to give you. If you'd like it.
Key to number 23.
Your reprobates need some stabilising influence.
-Where you going?
-No point sticking around here.
-You heard Dad - he don't want us.
No. He don't want BOTH of us.
And you're the invalid, remember?
Are you OK?
I saw Masood earlier at the B&B.
Is he...packing, to come back?
He won't be coming back.
But everything's all right?
Masood and I made a decision.
We decided it would be best for everyone if...we were to separate.
And he did it? He divorced you?
Zainab, I'm so sorry.
Maybe you need something to calm things.
I'm not going back on the pills.
-All right then, rest.
Lie low for a while.
I have to check things on the stall...
collect a few things from the Minute Mart.
And a treat for you...
Well, if you insist,
I can walk you as far as the surgery.
-I wanted you to help her.
-It's something I should have done a long time ago!
-You saw her state!
-That's why she needs us more than ever!
Believe me, I would not have chosen...
Syed, look...I didn't realise how bad things has got.
It's what she needed.
You can't...just leave her.
You think I'd walk away?
I've been a bad husband and a worse father -
an end to it, now!
So you'll support her?
I could never turn my back. On any of you.
It was the right thing to do. You'll realise sooner or later.
How is this possibly the right thing, Dad?
-It goes against everything you taught us, everything we believe, you believe.
We asked you for help, Dad! And you have just made everything worse!
-Zainab? Didn't expect to see you today.
-Oh, you know me, busy, busy!
-A thousand things to do, as ever!
-How are you feeling?
-I'm fine -
much better. Thank you. I wasn't myself yesterday.
-It's all right.
-I was confused. I'm sorry.
I...spoke to Masood.
-Ah. I'm sure he's very well?
You all right sweetheart, how's your tummy?
Yes, it's much better. Waseem! What did I say to you?
Where is your head at, these days?
Honestly! Denise, we must catch up soon.
What a mess, Waseem!
Hello, sweetheart, two teas to go, please.
Bit heavy on the sugar. All right, Eddie?
That good, eh?
I'm a bit stuck today,
I could do with a hand, if you...
-How's your gran?
-Just stop, would you? Pretending like you care.
-I DO care.
Sad! Really sad.
Even more than usual!
She thought you was different to the others. So did I.
She don't ever want to see your face again.
Come on, Eddie, you've seen what me and Kat are like.
-More rocky patches than the Himalayas.
-This is Carol Jackson we're talking about.
Stubborn as a goat.
Her idea of an introduction was to run me over, then deny it.
You heard 'em.
I blew it.
No going back now.
I totally blew it.
What d'you think you're doing?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
-Took your time, didn't ya?
-Thanks for this, darling.
No problem! Got it off a mate, anyway.
Anything for a damsel in distress.
-You all right?
-All set, then?
Yeah. Should have it done in no time, won't we, bruv?
All right, girls? Cracking the whip, eh!
I'll be out by lunchtime, so...
Didn't she tell you? I'm moving out the orphanage.
Hundred quid? Is it the same ones as before? I told you, you let 'em win once,
you know what happens, don't you?
I shouldn't have to tell you this,
but there's always ways.
Every time, without lifting a finger.
It's your choice.
I'll come with you, if you want.
You are a little gem, you know that?
Thank you, Mand, I won't let you forget it, sweetheart.
-(Go, go, go!)
-I'm in here.
-Great to see you, saw you coming in! welcome back, good to see you.
-And you, mate.
-Like your hair!
Looking good. What, no Bobby?
No, I dropped him at Jane's.
-So, how was the trip?
-It was OK.
-They're fine now.
Glad to be back, I bet?
Yeah, I am actually.
This place looks...
it's looking cleaner?
You wouldn't want to come home to a dust bowl, would you?
-True, thanks. Appreciate that.
Feels like I've been away ages, it's good to be back.
I need to explain.
Tam, come on, I need to talk.
Tam, I know you're in there, come on, let me in.
-Tam! Come on let me in,
I know you're in there.
It was only for one night.
I found your keys.
And, well, it seemed like you'd been gone so long...
I missed ya.
Anyway, the B&B weren't safe, was it, Alfie?
-I got out just before someone threw a brick through the window.
-You probably threw it.
No! Honest, I've been really good. Haven't I, Alfie?!
-Oh, yeah! Proper diamond.
-Been making new friends,
I've been looking for work.
And let's be honest, your house has never looked so clean.
Guys, I gotta get back to work.
So what d'you say to a welcome home drink over at the Vic, eh?
-On the house?
-Don't push it, Bealey! Come on, let's go.
Swans... It's not true, you know.
They tested them. Apparently,
one in six are illegitimate.
I want what's best for all of us.
But they always come back, mind you. To their partners.
I couldn't put her through any more.
Is this what it's going to be like for me and Afia?
Come on Tam, you and Afia are in love, deeply in love.
You were in love.
You were so in love with Mum that you ran into a burning building.
What went wrong?
I don't know what to do.
Talk to her.
Every child thinks that their dad is a superhero, up to a certain age.
Syed, Shabnam, me...
we had longer than most.
Kamil hasn't had long enough.
Please talk to her...
You got the money then.
So what d'you plan on doing about it, then?
-Still got the dirt under my fingernails!
-Too late to ask for my money back?
Sorry, hun, I spent it!
Glad to see you've been making some new friends.
-Take your time, why don't ya?
-Want to make sure it's right, don't we?
You sure that bit's going to hold, Ty?
You don't look so good, mate.
It's staring at your ugly mug.
Thanks. Come on then, let's get this done.
You going to be all right?
I can get Fatboy to help me, or...
Seriously, mate, take a sit down.
I can do it, all right?!
HE LAUGHS You numpty!
You proper numpty, look!
HE CONTINUES TO LAUGH
S'matter? Ain't going to stop me?
Before you clean us out of sweets, you mean?
Watch it! Cos that poxy window, that's just the start. I got plenty of time!
-Is this because of what I saw yesterday?
-You keep your mouth shut about that.
-One kiss, so what?
-That window won't be the only thing that's broke.
Like I said yesterday, your private life is none of my business.
-You stay away, you hear?
-I just want my window fixed.
-Was it to do with a boy? Is that what this is all about?
-You say nothing!
-Is that it?
-Well, what is it then?
-You just shut...
-What are you afraid of?!
Yeah, we're going to need someone round today. Like, professional.
Dad's going to kill me.
Everything I touch. Literally everything, just...
You made a mistake.
Could happen to anyone.
Well, not to ME, but...
in numpty world.
I'm sorry, Ty. I really am.
I'm so sorry.
-There you are.
How old are you? 15?
Well, it's your job to feel like this and it's your father's job
to scare the hell out of you. What can he do?
-He could chuck me out.
-You already left twice.
If I know Heather and Shirley, they'll stand by you no matter what.
Look around, son. Wounds heal, families break up and they make up.
Yeah, not always.
You've got sons. Where are they?
Anthony, the doctor.
He's working in Cambodia.
And the other one?
Paul's... Paul's dead.
I wasn't there when they were growing up, you see.
But a father's love is always there no matter what.
So, come on, tell me...
..what do you want?
I want him to be proud of me.
I want to show him I'm as good as Jay.
But you are.
This boy I saw you with...
You like him? You sure?
No point in rocking the boat otherwise, you know.
Maybe you should talk to your father. Trust... that he'll do the right thing.
How did Paul die?
..got involved in some bad business.
-What sort of bad business?
-And you stood by him?
What would you have done if he told you he was different?
-Yeah, but what would you...
both my sons. They are red-blooded males.
-Paul wasn't gay, all right?
You're the same.
You're the same as him.
You talk the talk, you act like the Big Daddy.
But you're the same as him.
So...how are you?
Things seem a bit...calmer.
Zainab, what we talked about yesterday, I realise I...
I only did what I...
Mas, it's all right.
a lot was said.
Please, don't worry.
And now you're under less stress...
I really am OK.
Zainab's in good hands.
Dad, what's happened?
Dad, you can't just give up!
-It's too late.
-No! Not if it's still what you want.
The decision's been made. All right?
It was the right one, I'm sorry.
What've you done, you idiot?!
You've crushed it!
-Come on son, it's not what I meant!
-You're a hypocrite, you know that?
My background, where I come from, we don't think them kind of things.
You go on and on about how fathers are supposed to love their sons regardless!
Like father like son, eh?
-He pass the baton and now you are the big man.
What would you have done if it was your son?
-You leave my son out of this.
-What would you have done if it was Paul?
-I said stop.
-Would you have turned your back?
Is that what happened?
-I'm warning you.
-Did he come to you for help?
And what? You just walked away?
-I don't care how old you are...
-You left him to rot, did you make things worse? Like dads do?
-I loved my son.
-You made it worse!
He was my son, you hear me! He was my son!
-BANGING ON DOOR
What d'you think you're doing with my son?!
You got my teenage son locked up in here.
What am I supposed to think, eh?!
We were talking. An argument of sorts...
-An argument? That what you call it, eh?
What kind of an argument does an old geezer have with a 15-year-old boy, eh?!
A private one.
All right. Apologise.
Come on, apologise!
-Come on, apologise!
You...apologise...to my son, now.
I've given you a chance.
You're going to regret not taking it.
Wahey! Here Dad, look.
Yeah, yeah. Very nice, Tyler.
-Truce still holding up then?
-Until the next time.
-Whatever Vanessa said...
-Yeah. Fancy a pint tonight?
I thought we could have a night in.
Anthony! Tyler! Night in tonight with Michael?
-We're playing snooker.
-Well, cancel it.
-Can't it wait?
-We haven't had a meal together since your brother moved in.
-If you like.
-I'm welling up(!)
-Oh, don't do that!
Time to tell the boys about Craig.
-Give it a break, will ya.
-You not eating?
No, I got training tonight.
-You all right?
-Got your stuff ready?
Teach you to protect yourself from heavyweight shopkeepers.
-Got caught on the rob, didn't he?
the old geezer had him right up against the...crisps.
What can I get you Mr Trueman?
Three lasagnes, please.
Ooh, I love a lasagne.
And Denise's favourite. Three iced buns.
Put them back.
But, Mr Trueman wanted three iced buns?
Oh! You nearly had me there.
Shut up, will ya?
-What do you mean, he's banned?
-I said shut up, you dozy cow!
That ain't no way to talk to a lady, you know.
Are you ready to apologise?
Put them back.
You going to allow this to go any further?
You heard him, didn't ya?
I ain't even started yet.
All right, Mandy sweetheart?
-If you need a hand packing up...
-I thought I might stay another night.
Have you seen my hoops?
-You've got 'em on, darling.
-No, not these ones. My big ones.
Listen, Kat, sweetheart...
-I'm meeting Kim in an hour, I ain't started on my face yet.
You going out? That's brilliant, sweetheart.
Er, Kat? You don't mind if I stay another night, do you?
-This ain't a charity.
-Well, I could help out behind the bar.
-Back off, sweetcheeks. No need to do that.
-Well, I'm going out anyway.
-Tell you what, Why don't you go with them?
-She don't want to come out
-with us boring old farts!
-I'll get in the shower!
Thanks, thanks a bunch(!)
I just want to see how the boys are.
-You can drop the act.
-Who says I'm acting?
I can see through you.
Dad can see through you.
I get it, you know. Why you feel so threatened.
You're used to being in control. And then suddenly...
Manipulating the Chuckle Brothers is about your limit, Blondie.
Dad dumped you. Get over it.
He's not interested in someone out of a bottle.
Such a scared little boy.
Just go back to the B&B. Desperation is so unattractive.
Especially in someone of your age.
Thought you were picking up something from the caff?
Oh, I can't decide! Moira Stewart on a sunny day, or...
-Thought I'd treat you to dinner at The Vic.
Don't have to do that. Just go to the caff.
-They were sold out.
-What, of everything?
Look, I said they were sold out, man!
The question won't answer itself, you know! Moira or Queen Kate?
CAR ALARM GOES
If that's my car...
Moira it is, then.
-No, you don't.
-That your idea of a joke?
-I didn't do anything!
Denise, I'm sorry.
You've got nothing to be sorry for, have ya?
Hope you're wedged up, I'm not losing my no claims over this!
I didn't see anything.
This ain't my beef.
Well, whose 'beef' is it then?
Come on. Let's go inside.
-We need to have a little chat.
-What you talking about, Phil?
I paid the rent last week.
Do you want a discount on next month's rent?
-Hold the fort.
Do that again, you'll be on a slab with a tag on your big toe!
-All right, come on, bruv.
-Couldn't leave it, could you?
I ain't got to listen to this.
-You said that guy was nothing.
-He IS nothing.
Look, don't worry about my dad and Jay. I'll sort them, OK?
Oi! I hope you've got your dancing shoes on, cos I am ready to...
You've brought a friend?
We'll use the term loosely.
-This is Mandy.
-Mandy? As in Dirty Dancing Mandy?
-How about we get this party started girls?
-Nah, you can keep them.
-Not really big drinkers.
-Speak for yourself!
-That's what I like to hear.
Oi, oi. They don't call it happy hour for nothing, do they?
It's just mindless violence, innit?
Yeah. Hey, brother Alf!
-Is it all right if I wipe a few extra glasses?
-But I want a dinner in return.
-You see, the thing is...
-All right, Heather?
-Yeah. Here's those lasagnes you asked about.
Hold on, I thought you said that the caff was out of everything?
-I'll start on those pint pots.
-The thing is, Paddy...
Mr Trueman, I'm sorry. That wouldn't have happened if Shirl was here.
-Don't worry about it, man.
-Phil, he banned Patrick from the caff.
-Paddy, you don't...
-Something to do with Ben.
I'm sure you stored up all these dirties just for me.
-Just put down the tablecloth, all right?
-Is something wrong?
No. Everyone, just stop.
Listen, I've been... Lately, I've been juggling the books, and...
-No, just laying you off.
-But Patrick loves it here!
Yeah, I know, but there's nothing I can do.
-Oh, right! This is about you, innit?
Phil, please. Paddy don't deserve this.
-Try saying that when he's about to take your son's head off.
Patrick hit Ben?
Is that what happened? Is it?
He had him cornered in the Minute Mart.
No, Mr Trueman wouldn't do that.
-The boy was wrecking the shop.
-He's bound to half inch a couple of packets of crisps!
I wanted to shock him. I wouldn't hit him, he's a child.
Ben? What did you think you were doing?
-All you got to do is say sorry, all right?
-Dad, it don't matter.
-You're saying your Dad got it wrong?
-Can we just stop, OK? Calm down.
-You got off lightly.
-This ain't about you.
You're going to sit there and allow this to happen?
It was a mistake.
-So breaking my window, that was a mistake too?
-That was you and all?
-What about Denise's car?
-Oh-ho! proper little Mitchell, eh?
-Stay out of it, all right?
-Putting Jordan in hospital, running him out,
-that not enough for you?
-Ben, this isn't you.
-You can keep your nose out and all!
He broke your heart! He made up a boyfriend, then he killed the guy!
-He's just a boy, all right?
-I won't have him spreading lies about me.
-Oi, this ain't Ben's fault.
-Well, Patrick wouldn't make it up.
I tell you what, if your kid comes near any of us again,
I'm going to the police.
Yeah? Is that what you want?
Go back to prison? You had such fun in there last time, didn't you(!)
-Just say sorry and it's forgotten.
-Your son's problem, not mine.
How do you work that one out, eh?
-Why, Ben? Why did you do it?
-Why Ben, why?
Tell us why you and your dad are picking on the black guy?
Oh, take that back!
Come on, take it back!
Haven't set a place for Craig, have you?
No, no. Tyler set the table. Maybe he's still seeing double.
Do you fancy a drink over the Vic before dinner?
-Come on, he ain't put the rice on yet.
Lads, come on.
-I forgot. Family celebration(!)
-Naughty step, more like!
-I've got something I need to tell you.
-You're not ill, are you?
-You've won the Lottery?
-You're getting back with Mum?
-I'll get it.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
-Dad, I've got to take it.
Can't I have your attention for two minutes?
All right! All right, I won't answer it.
Hi. I hope I'm not late.
Tyler invited me, but if it's a bad time...?
It is, actually. Can you show her out, please?
-Just some family business.
-You don't have to explain.
Dad was telling us he's got a third nipple.
Why's everything a joke with you?
-This is important!
-Well, spit it out then.
I have another son.
It's just that life's been hard for Ben.
Don't you dare! Don't you dare make excuses for that boy.
After he attacked Jordan with a spanner?
Yeah, but Jordan was picking on him.
I don't mean that two wrongs make a right.
But, you know, sometimes you got to look at the whole picture.
Yeah? What is that then? This whole picture? Eh, Patrick?
What's the bit that I'm not seeing?
This is racism, pure and simple.
And you, of all people, shouldn't be letting them get away with it!
Phil can't treat you like this. I won't let him.
-I appreciate your help, Heather...
-I'll call Shirl?
-..but this is between me and Phil.
-I'll leave the caff.
-Uh-uh. You need the money. You've got George.
I'm not working there if he's banned you. It's wrong!
What's the point in leaving your job?
Still have to live in his house, don't ya.
-Look, Dad ain't going to let this go.
-And you think I am?
-It would make it easier.
-For me or you?
Look, I don't care who you are or who you see.
That ain't no business of mine.
If you ask me, the world is big enough for all sorts.
Look, I don't go around telling tales
of things I've seen that are private.
But I won't apologise for something I didn't do.
-He won't stop unless you do.
-Then he picked the wrong fight.
-But you can stop this!
-And so can you.
Look, son. There comes a time when a man's got to walk tall,
tell the world, "This is me.
"This is who I am."
What did you think we was going to do?
-Laugh at him? Call him names or something?
-That what you think we're like?
-I should go.
-Thought you had.
-This is family.
-I want you to know
-exactly what kind of a man my dad is.
-Hey, that's not fair.
-Ashamed of his own son?
-I was never ashamed of Craig.
-Ashamed of us?
-So why have you been lying to us our whole life, Dad?!
I didn't set out that way.
As time passed, it just got harder.
Yeah, because you knew if you told us, we'd think you was a freak.
-Don't put this all on him, Tyler.
-My mum was part of it too.
-I thought you said Saint Maggie could do no wrong!
-Be careful, boy.
-She thought it was for the best.
Michael met Craig for the first time a couple of weeks ago.
-He knows about him and not us?
-Craig knows about all of you.
I just thought if he met you all at once he'd be overwhelmed.
Cos Michael's so normal, right? We'd do his head in, would we?
Just give your dad a chance.
So what's he like?
I mean, not his condition, but him?
He's gentle. He's kind.
He gets grumpy.
Got a right old temper.
And he likes frogs.
So, you see, those trips, those phonecalls,
there was never a lady friend.
It was always Craig.
-Do you have a photo?
Why didn't he live with us?
He's got his own life.
His own routine, his own friends.
No. No, look how could you do that? He was your own flesh and blood?
Leave him now.
Cos he didn't fit in the Eddie Moon dream? Cos he was less than perfect?
All right, that's enough.
And if Anthony had been born like that?
If that was Frankie? If that was me?
-She been in?
-Yeah, she stayed last night.
-That was nice of you.
-She's over at the R&R with Kat.
-Got her sights set on some other mug, has she?
Dodged a bullet there, didn't I?
Oi. Oi! You're scratching all the tables!
It's Happy Hour, Bill! Clue's in the name, innit.
-At least take your heels off.
-Who's going to look after me shoes?
Look, sorry about my mates.
You don't have to apologise.
Hold that. Prince Charming!
Maybe we should go somewhere a little bit quieter.
There's a slipper here with your name on it.
We were talking!
Aren't we meant to kiss now or something?
Sorry, darling. I'm taken.
Oi, where are you going? Duncan?
I'm out of here.
-Oh, right, where we going then?
Yeah, you know, away from my Dad and Jay? Just us.
-Yeah. We can go Whitechapel.
Or we could go, you know, up west.
We can do anything! I mean, I'm sorry for all the aggro.
-There ain't no "us".
That was messing about. It didn't mean nothing.
I ain't like you. It was just a laugh.
-I hate him.
-You're just in shock.
He abandoned his own son, Vanessa.
-You did the right thing.
-You think so?
What did you expect him to do, eh?
Wallow in self-pity?
That's not his style, is it?
You know, he makes a decision and he sticks to it.
Because he's proud.
And he's strong.
But he's not hard-hearted.
And you know that.
He had the guts to admit he made a mistake and he's putting it right.
A lot of men wouldn't do that.
He's special, your dad.
You're really lucky to have him.
Don't push him away.
Put the kettle on, will ya?
I said no!
Has Jay eaten all your cheese?
-What's with all the bags?
-I'm, um...I'm moving out.
-You can't do that!
-Close the door, will ya?
-What about George? Where will you go?
-Look, Patrick's a good man.
And he's my friend. And I just wanted to say...
I'll explain why I'm not here to Shirl when she gets back.
Look don't. Listen, stop, please.
I'll be at the B&B. I'm going to ask Janine about a flat.
-Yeah, but you can't afford that!
Darren, he sorted me.
I've got enough for a deposit. And I'll be able to get housing benefit.
Please. Look, it'll blow over.
How could you do this, Ben? How could you do this to Patrick, eh?
I mean, what's he ever done to you?
Is it your dad?
Look, what is it, Ben? There's something you ain't telling me.
I know you and this just don't make sense.
Do you know what? I've never stood up to anyone before.
I've always had Shirl to fight my corner for me.
And Phil, you know, he don't care if I stay or go.
But...for once in my life I've done the right thing.
I've stood up for myself.
And it feels like I can take on the world.
And if I can do it, Ben, you can too.
-Will I be able to meet him?
-Course you can.
What about Ty?
If he wants to.
How about next week?
It was a...it was a bit of a shock.
As long as you and me are OK?
Last thing I want to do is lose you, son.
He is an Orient fan, ain't he?
No. I think he's Millwall.
Alfie said you'd gone clubbing.
Mmm. It was a bit dull.
I just come back to get my jumper...thing.
With the um...the fur.
Four years of marriage. And that's all that's left.
Are you going to get me a glass?
I've done it. I've moved out.
-It's all right, I can pay.
I'm making a stand.
Me and George. We're making a stand.
Right, if Phil Mitchell wants a fight, then bring it on.
All right. Stick the kettle on, will ya?
If this is about Heather, I ain't interested.
No, it ain't about Heather.
And if you're thinking about going soft on Patrick you can forget it.
It ain't about Patrick either.
-You know Duncan?
Dad, well, the thing is...
Me and Duncan...
Look, Duncan's moving to another gym.
Well, find someone else to spar with.
There's plenty of other lads out there, ain't there?
You going to stick the kettle on, or what?
You've run out of lives, Vanessa.
So why am I here?
Tyler pitied you. It's quite tragic actually.
Admit it. You've lost.
I don't want you...much. Dad don't want you.
Go and bat your eyelashes at some other mug. Game over.
You really think so?
I know so.
Sure I can't persuade you?
You know what? Maybe a little one.
Coming through for a drink?
Or shall I see you at breakfast?
The boys told me to play it cool. They said keep you hanging.
The thing is I'm not very good at playing it cool.
It's, like, small but what it would be like if it was big, innit.
Everyone, my sister.
KNOCK ON DOOR
-Hey, hey, hey, hey!
-I don't care how you do it.
Scrape it off with your finger nails if you have to, just get rid of it.
-Will you just back off?
-Yeah, back off, bozo.
-Take your hands off me. Kim, get my hat, please.
-You ain't going.
I just want to see what I'm being accused of.
-You can't go on your own.
-This is not your battle. None of you.
Bozo? I worry about you sometimes, you know?
Here, I say, these here cost money.
Three long weeks.
-You're used to it.
-You saying I can't get any?
I'm saying, three weeks without a girl for me is like six weeks without a girl for you.
-It's like dog years or something.
-Comparing yourself to a dog, are we?
I need some action, Ant, all right, and I need it now.
-I ain't a racist.
-It's not me.
What's this all about? You tell me and this can all go away.
-I said it's not me.
-You're saying it's not you, but I don't believe you.
-Someone's trying to intimidate you.
Now you know what it feels like.
I have a reputation to uphold.
What? As a really boring git with a really big head?
I've got a standing in this community. People look up to me.
No, no, they're just checking out your really big head. They are.
So we squirted a few people. So what?
-You're trying to show me up.
All right, it's not just the water pistols, OK. Look.
You can hardly notice it.
That wasn't me. All right, that was me.
Every time you go out the house, right,
you humiliate me, you show me up, you take advantage of me.
You're quite hot when you're angry.
-Mandy, look, this cost 800 quid.
Bit of white wine will sort it right out.
-Just give it here.
-No. Mandy, no. Please.
-Just give it here!
-Just give it.
Why can't you be normal?
What's that saying? Fools rush in.
-You're not a fool.
-I hope not.
Those Brannings have got a lot to answer for. Max broke my heart, Carol broke yours.
-I don't want to go back there again.
-No, me neither.
See you round.
-Is that cool enough?
-Ain't you sick of that yet?
-Not even close.
-Taboo, that's it. Ty, are you even listening to me?
No. The drought ends here, Ant.
It ends right here.
So, there's a course on child care.
And it teaches you how to,
you know, how to understand the kids, how to teach 'em and...
It'll take you three years. I don't know how, but it does.
You know, I think you should go up for it.
Oi, Whitney, do you sleep on your front?
What? No, not really.
Can I sleep on it, then?
-I don't get it.
FATBOY MAKES AEROPLANE NOISES
Help me, help me.
You know she's only after your money.
HE LAUGHS Yeah.
She'd have better luck looking down the back of the sofa.
That's all she's ever been after. You know that.
Her ex-husband, Max.
It may not have occurred to you, but, you know, maybe I'm the exception?
It's a crazy idea, but perhaps she really likes me.
Maybe it's just kids having a laugh.
No, it's Patrick or Denise or that other leery bint.
They did say they didn't see anything. So maybe they didn't.
They're covering, all of them. Stick together, that lot, don't they?
-Yeah, you know what I mean.
I know one thing. Now you know how it feels.
Now you know how it feels to be intimidated.
You can come back at lunch time. And clean it off.
These are Duncan's. He left them here.
-You'll be seeing him around, won't you?
That's a shame. You guys were good mates.
What's happened, Ben?
Time to move on.
No, I did what you asked. Carol's out of the picture.
What are you still here for, then?
I like him.
I like your dad and he likes me. Really, he does.
Is it so bad if I make him happy?
If we try and make a go of it?
Look, you want to protect him, you want him to be happy,
I understand that, cos that's what I want too.
We're on the same side, me and you.
He'll get tired of you, Vanessa. He will. Just like all the others.
He'll see past the cheap nylon suit,
the hair, the make-up.
He'll see you for what you really are. A has-been.
A scrounger who sleeps her way from one pay cheque to the next.
And the most tragic thing of all is you know that, don't you?
Time to vanish.
-You made me lose count.
-Sorry about that.
I'm walking to school on my own today and it is 863 steps. I counted.
-Right, let's just stick to the subject, shall we?
Your sister. You reckon you could bring her here for, say, four o'clock?
I'll need compensation.
Red, you are my kinda girl.
How about you pick anything you like?
-Nice magazine. Look.
Oh, it's blood. I've done Ian in.
What are you doing back here, Mandy Salter?
I hope you ain't taking advantage of that boy's good nature.
Dot, have you ever noticed how big his head is?
Now, Jane, his wife, she was an angel.
She was always well suited.
You know, she wore lovely dresses.
She was a good cook and a wonderful mother.
I mean, that's the sort of woman a man wants, not some flibbertigibbet
running round the Square flashing her drawers
and squirting people with water.
-Is that right?
-Yes, that is right.
And what do you mean, he's got a big head?
Since he's had his hair cut, there's nothing abnormal about him.
Can I borrow you ladies for a second?
-Yes, you can.
-No, you cannot.
It's all in the name of romance, Mrs Branning.
Romance, that's a fat lot of use
when it comes to getting wine stains out of sofa cushions.
-Look, come on.
-What do you think you're doing?
-Come on, Dot.
-Get your hands off me! How dare you, young man?
-Come on, Dot.
Come on. Take it for a test drive, all right.
It's not just a vehicle. It's a way of life.
Look, this vehicle right here will set you free.
It matches your shirt, mate, come on.
Meet me in the car lot. Bring the money.
-I was just thinking about you.
-Can we talk?
OK. All right, so, look, here it is, all right.
I'm just going to say this. I'm just going to say it one time. One time, all right.
So I was thinking maybe me and you could go out for dinner tonight?
# I just want your extra time and your
# Kiss, Whitney. #
Did you hear my name? You did, didn't ya?
-This guy's following us.
Don't hold me responsible for the grammar.
I thought it was confusing an' all.
It's not me as in me. It's me as in him.
How about it, babe?
I don't really know how to say this.
That sounds really ominous.
But it's all right. Whatever it is, I'm a big boy, I can take it.
Eddie, I... I really want to move in with you.
You're joking, right?
You're not joking? Blimey, there's me thinking
you were going to launch into that "it's not you, it's me" speech.
I know this whole thing with Carol's really knocked you.
And we've both been through so much recently.
-But that doesn't matter, does it?
At least, not from where I'm standing. The past is the past.
Why the rush?
Why wait when you know something's right, you know?
When it feels good.
What do you see in me, Vanessa? Seriously?
A chance to be happy.
And I know you see it too, don't you?
So, did nobody else think that was weird?
Cos I thought that was weird.
-I liked it.
-Just the girl I wanted to see.
Look, I built you little bits of furniture in there,
you can throw them away if you like. I don't mind.
Is it OK? You look a bit disappointed.
You're the best.
Thank you. Enjoy.
-Here's the thing, Whitney, right. Here's the thing.
-You just said that.
-I'm not great at, you know...
I'm not great at saying what I feel, so here goes.
I think you're pretty.
And you got a nice smile, great teeth, shiny.
Me and you could have a laugh.
I at least deserve an answer.
Will you get out the way, please?
Tiffany, come on.
-But what about my doll's house?
-We'll get it later. Sorry.
FATBOY MAKES AEROPLANE NOISES
-I swear I'll rip your head right off.
-All right, easy.
Look, man, Whitney's complicated, all right?
Especially when it comes to blokes.
She's got, you know... she's got a thing.
-What? Like a disease?
No, no, no, no, not like a disease.
Like, she's got issues with blokes, you know?
She comes across all confident and hard and brashy and that,
but really and truly she's a bit...scared of, you know...
..sex and that, bro.
-Oh, I've got you.
-She's a virgin.
You really liked him, didn't you?
Say thank you.
You look nice today.
-Hi, Duncan? It's...it's me.
Well, I just phoned to say hi.
I mean, that's all really. So, I'll see you around.
I had this mate once.
Coolest bloke in the school, he was.
Spent all our time together.
Going out. Talking, laughing.
First bloke I could ever really talk to.
Not like I could talk to my mum.
Or my dad for that matter.
Don't get me wrong, Ben, they were good people.
They just...didn't get me.
And he, well...he understood.
And I guess that's what I'm trying to say to you.
There are people out there that understand. That'll listen.
You know this course. I don't think I'm good enough.
Course you are, all right?
You're like the cleverest girl I know.
-You're like Michelle Obama.
She's clever, but she's not all up in your face with it.
She's also twice my age.
She's got a banging body and at the end of dinner
she could divide the bill without a calculator.
Now, what more does a guy want?
What about him?
So you think he's a decent enough bloke?
Yeah, I do.
Yeah. See, that's what I thought,
but to be honest, Fats, I don't trust myself any more.
Bit of an idiot, ain't I?
You know what, if you like him, go and say hello.
-Then see what happens.
-See what falls out your mouth.
-That's what I'm worried about.
-Have a bit more faith in yourself, sweetheart, all right?
-I'm going to do it.
There you go.
You know what's been bugging me?
-Who's Arthur Fowler, and why did he love this place so much?
-How was your day, dear?
-What are you doing?
I'm being normal.
Come on, kids, it's time for dinner.
Do the voice.
-Come on, kids, it's time for dinner!
-Watch the bubbles.
-What's the occasion?
-Mum's moving in with you all.
Ain't that lovely?
Here we go.
-So... You go first.
-No, go on, you.
-No, it's not important.
Oh. All right then.
Nice evening, innit? I mean, for this time of year.
You really have got nice teeth.
-What about that?
If we knock down the walls, we can put that in there.
What's with all the DIY stuff?
It's all under control.
I'll go, then.
-He needs something, Denise.
-He needs something to take his mind off things.
He hasn't got anything else.
Look, you saw how happy he was doing that stupid doll's house.
It's either this or I seduce him.
You're no fun, Denise.
And then she said, "I put that smile on his face."
And she meant literally. cos she was the undertaker.
I thought so too.
Very sudden, you moving in together.
Well, it just felt like the right thing to do.
Turns out neither of us are very good at playing it cool.
You make a really nice couple. You do.
You look really good together.
-You do realise this makes us brother and sister?
-Well, not really.
We're not actually brother and sister.
-Nothing would be taboo.
-And you and me.
You're all right. I've got enough messed-up family, thanks.
He probably got lucky with Whitney, didn't he?
-Whitney, she's a lovely girl.
-For an ex-prostitute.
-It wasn't exactly like that.
-I think it was.
She slept with geezers for money.
That'll be a prostitute then, in my book. Don't you think, Vanessa?
If you've got something to say, say it. No?
You sit back there and treat her decently.
I won't have it, Michael.
Oh, no, no, no.
Just one for us, dear, on a school night and then off to bed.
That's not funny.
Well, being normal isn't funny, is it?
-Mandy, come on.
-No, no, no, normal girls do not like being groped.
That is why they wear cardigans.
All right. What's your point?
All right, my point is, well,
you didn't really bring me here to be normal, did you?
Cos, if that's what you wanted, you'd still be married to Jane.
Well, if there's one thing I ain't, it's normal.
So, you'll have to like it or lump it.
I want my money back.
Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.
Tread carefully, Vanessa, I can destroy you, you know?
You could've let this go, Michael.
Now you've got a fight on your hands.
-Go on, then. Ask me, how did it go?
-How did it go?
I'm going to marry that girl. I've got a feeling. I'll marry her.
Hello, lover boy, I'm leaving in a sec.
I am. Listen, turning the lights out now.
I'll see you in a sec.
Put the phone down.
That's not fair. I'm unarmed. I'm unarmed.
-No, I'm not.
THEY SQUEAL AND LAUGH
She's not like other girls, see.
She's not a one-night thing.
Which is lucky, because she'll not put out on the first night.
-Don't know about that.
-He needs to know.
I need to know what?
The thing is, Whitney's had a chequered past.
It's not easy to say this, but...
-She used to be a hooker.
Well, she did.
I can make you vanish. Wouldn't be too difficult.
No-one would miss you as well.
Apart from your daughter.
Well, maybe not actually, cos she's so thick
she probably wouldn't even notice.
You don't scare me.
You're just a playground bully.
A man whose family can barely stand to be around him.
No-one's ever really liked you, have they, Michael?
Except maybe your mother, but, oops...
she's not around any more, is she?
She got away from you the only way she could.
Now, do us all a favour, and take your neuroses
and your twisted disgusting little mind and get lost.
I've won, and there's nothing you can do about it.
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