05/02/2012 EastEnders Omnibus

You can have breakfast - just not in the caff.

-Not until me and Amira have finished anyway.

-Yeah, well, enjoy it while it lasts.

-Morning, boys!

-Ah, morning.

Come on, can't leave a lady waiting, can we?

-You did say full English?

-No.

-SHE SIGHS

-Sorry - can't stop. I got held up cleaning the gym, late getting here, now look.

-Want me to put a pinny on?

No, you've been up half the night working. This'll die down soon.

Is it me, or do you look beautiful 24/7?

I'll have a bit a grub at home. One less in your queue.

Sorry. Give us a kiss.

Can you do me two coffees and scrambled eggs on toast?

-Could you make my toast brown?

-Please. You forgot to say "please".

It's so nice to have a break from baby food and nursery rhymes.

-"Social services? Selfish mother alert."

-I bet you're a great mum.

You know what, I love Yasmin,

but being a single parent isn't exactly what I dreamed of.

Well, why don't we do something you dreamed of?

Go on. Give me a clue.

Where do I start?

-Erm... Theatre?

-OK.

A nice meal? I don't know - something unexpected.

All right, if you're free later, let me spoil you.

You know, like a proper surprise.

Yeah?

-Lucy Beale.

-Arthur Chubb.

-How you doing, babe? You all right?

-Yeah. Been looking for you.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Come here.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

-You'll have to take me on a private tour later.

-Of?

-MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

-Your goods.

Oh, man, I only got a trial at that bar in Farringdon.

You have to audition to be a barman?

No, he's a DJ. And he's on fire.

You know what, babe, it means we'll have to swerve that driving thing.

-Don't worry, we'll do it at the weekend. You're only teaching me how to reverse.

-You sure?

Well, why doesn't Tyler do it? If he's free. You can drive, can't you?

-Don't worry about it.

-I just thought, you're mates so...

No, it's cool. Yeah?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, cool, man. Whit?

-Yeah, yeah.

-Good.

-Well, I should start work. Lunchtime?

-Yeah, fine.

Let's get you home.

-Morning.

-Morning!

-I never knew running a pub was so physical.

Yeah, well, blame the gym for this.

Suppose you gotta keep fit, innit, for cooking stuff and just...

-..keeping fit.

-Talk a lot about fitness, don't you, Kim?

-What you doing here this time of the day? Shouldn't you be working or something?

-I work, yeah.

I ain't one of them ladies what do lunches.

It's just the supermarket tabard, that's more Denise's thing.

Oh, yeah? And what's your thing?

I am a businesswoman.

Yeah, like her with the shoulders off the Dragon's Den.

-I'm fine-tuning my latest venture.

-HE LAUGHS

Thought I'd treat my girlfriend.

Well, my man, there's no woman whose heart hasn't crumbled after eating my crumble.

-New venture.

-This is the first time I've heard of it.

Come on, tell us about it now, man.

It's, um... Fitness!

Yeah, fitness classes with lots of dancing!

Sounds all right. When?

See, I told you I was into keeping fit.

-This is the first I've heard of it.

-Will you stop saying that?

You know what, I'm always looking for new ways to break a sweat.

What's it called, then? This unique dance class?

Kimba! And it's on today.

And today, first class is half price.

So, you should all come!

Sounds interesting. P, you cool while I take a quick shower?

Yeah, but you better lock your door.

HE LAUGHS

SHE LAUGHS UNCONVINCINGLY

Times? Venue?

Venue...

Right. You need to help me

come up with the most mind-blowing surprise for Amira.

You even kissed her yet?

Wow. Props to her, man. She's playing you like a fiddle, boy!

Cheers.

You must be like me, Anthony.

A sucker for a pretty face.

Sucker's about right.

Listen, lads, I'm going to need that cash for the white goods you owe me.

And I'm going to need it sharpish.

-OK, what is it, four grand?

-Exactly.

-We'll have to go to the bank first.

-Good.

-And there I was thinking you were avoiding me.

-We better make it tomorrow.

Banks and all, and stuff.

9:30 then? Hmm?

I like an early start.

Oh, and boys...

..be punctual.

-Right, know what, I think I'm going to faint if I don't get some breakfast.

-We ain't got it.

-Got what?

-His four grand, Ty. We ain't got it.

Oi! Andy, Andy! Were you serious before?

-About Kimba?

-Yeah. Were you?

Yeah, deadly. Put your digits in here

and I'll call you later with the time and place.

I'll do you a deal - you bring Superchef with you,

I'll give you the first class half price. Yeah?

But you already said it was half price.

Yeah, and I meant it!

-I had to pay for rent, gas, electric.

-That costs four grand?

Well, no, it don't cost four grand. It's not all gone.

-Just some of it - about a grand's worth.

-You're such an idiot!

I'm an idiot? If it weren't for me, we'd be down the Embankment dossing around, you know that!

And what is that?

That's not even the right chair leg, Tyler, is it?!

Oh...

(Think, think...)

This woman come in earlier -

she was head over heels for that, mate.

She's defo coming back today for it.

I'll just run her through the history,

slip in the word "vintage". It'll be sorted.

What, a grand's worth of sorted?

Well, half of it, anyway.

I'll see if I can sell some of this stuff as well.

And you can ask Paddy to pay rent.

I ain't asking him to do that!

What, you'd rather get kneecapped by Delightful Derek, yeah?

-And what if this necklace bird don't show?

-Then we panic.

I'll find Paddy.

Come on, make a decision.

I've got to be back at work in 20 minutes.

Shush, now, man. I'm concentrating.

Good For Glue? Sounds like a dud to me.

Paddy. I want to ask you something.

And I want to ask you something.

Didn't you hear me shouting this morning?

The bathroom door's stuck again.

Sorry, Paddy. If I'd heard...

Look, I don't ask for much, you know. What do you see every morning? My racing paper, a mug of coffee,

and, if it's cold outside, a shot of rum in it.

And a bit of peace and quiet in the bathroom.

Just keep things flowing, you understand what I mean?

-OK. How about I get the door fixed?

-Good.

And you start paying some rent?

Say 400?

HE LAUGHS

Now, where am I going to find £400 from?

-I wouldn't ask you if we weren't desperate.

-What happened? Are you in trouble?

Not if you help us out.

HE SIGHS

I don't know. I'll see what I could do.

I knew we could rely on you. Right. Later, yeah?

A good thing this is a sure bet.

It's not a French class, is it? I failed French at school.

-Kept getting "he" muddled up with "she" and "you" muddled up with "me".

-Listen...

Our future's going to be full of fun.

Me, you and little George. And that's a promise.

Testing, testing, one, two, three four.

-Thank you so much for coming.

-That's Kim.

Now, you want results, it's going to cost you.

And right here is where you start paying. In sweat.

So, come on, come on.

She looks very professional.

She looks very crazy.

Oh, all right? Come on, if you're coming. Come on!

-Are we early?

-Late?

Hush your talk and just shift your tush, yeah.

Look, I ain't exactly booked the room, all right? Or paid for it.

It's just admin. All right?

But let's get started, all right? Come on!

Take off your jackets, yeah?

OK, we're going to warm up, warm up.

Oh, where is she?

Have you seen what Syed wants us to wear on the stall?

Another thing I never thought I'd do - work in a market.

Oh, that is beautiful. Is that art deco?

It's Paris, 1929.

Oh!

That is going to make some lucky girl very happy.

We still on for later? I can't wait for my surprise.

Amira, I am a man of my word.

And this little beauty... is your surprise.

Oh, wow! This?!

You like it then, yeah?

I was expecting pasta and a horror film.

THEY LAUGH

-Do you know what, you're not the puppy dog I thought you were.

-I take it that's a good thing.

I'll see YOU later.

-Enjoy your T-shirt.

-THEY LAUGH

Yeah, it's Anthony Moon. You busy?

ENGINE REVS

-So, have you reversed before?

-Yeah. It's just another gear, innit?

Down and right. Go on.

-No, down and right!

-That's what I did!

Down and right! How hard can it be?

You're a nightmare!

-Down and right.

-Down and right.

-OK.

ENGINE REVS

-Keep flexing.

-R'N'B MUSIC PLAYS

Hold on a minute, you've spent more time checking the door than dancing. And, I'm not being funny,

-but you're not exactly Alesha Dixon, are you?

-And you're Brendan Cole? All right, then, big man.

-Let's see what you got.

-All right, then.

I'm going to need something a bit more bassy.

Well, be my guest.

This is a surprise present from Andrew. Bit of a dark horse.

You can spend years waiting for a dark horse.

MUSIC: "Turn Me On" by Kevin Lyttle

# Oh, yeah

# You know

# For the longest while we're jamming in the party

# And you're running on me Pushing everything

# Right back on top of me

# But if you think you're gonna get away from me

# You better change your mind...

Ooh. Andy! Wooh!

# Turn me on Girl, caress my body

# You got me going crazy

-# Turn me on...

-Turn me on, turn me on!

That's it - just go, just go.

DOOR BUZZER

INTERCOM BUZZES

KNOCKING

Come in.

Hi. I won't keep you long.

Not a problem with my money, is there?

No. I just wanted to talk to you, entrepreneur to entrepreneur.

Speak English, son.

Your four grand, yeah? We ain't got it.

-What?

-We've got most of it.

You'll get three by tomorrow at 9:30, like we agreed.

And the rest will come in instalments.

-Every week till it's repaid. All right?

-Will it?

-Yeah.

You know, I like watching people.

-Observation makes you a good judge of character.

-Really?

Mmm.

Well, your proposal seems reasonable enough.

If it WAS a proposal.

What you made was a statement.

-And if there's one thing I can't abide it's being told what to do.

-Derek, I didn't...

You have the front to come in here and lay down terms to me?!

Four grand, 9:30, like we agreed.

Or are you going back on your word?

No.

Good.

I'll give you credit, though.

Brave. Very brave.

Now, on your way.

HE LAUGHS

Yeah, don't think I'll be offering to do that again.

-Doubt I'll be accepting.

-Blinding.

Yo! So, who's got whiplash, then?

I'd better crack on. See you later.

He's such a rubbish teacher. Not like you.

So moany and stubborn.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Sorry, I'm banging on. How did it go?

-I'll need loads more practice.

-It's all right - you'll get there.

Cos I got it! A trial night - next week, Wednesday!

Bubbly, bubbly, I'm so damn bubbly!

-Come here!

-SHE SCREAMS EXCITEDLY

Patrick!

Huh...

Well, I need a favour.

You've got some rhythm hiding in those hips, player.

Cheers.

Was it worth missing all that dirty washing for?

I don't know. I like matching odd socks together to make a pair.

It's my hobby. THEY LAUGH

You know what you said before about us being a little family?

I can't wait for you to teach George to dance.

So, same time next week - Thursday?

-What about Friday?

-Yeah. Lovely. Friday, thanks.

Cheers.

Oh, that is disgusting.

Making money out of vulnerable people.

SHE SIGHS

Anthony Moon, you little diamond!

Mr Chubbs, AKA Fatboy?

Yep, yep, party at mine. Tell the girls.

Here we go. Right, help yourselves.

What's the matter with you today?

I'm smiling! See?

THEY LAUGH

-We should say grace.

-I had a boyfriend from St Kitts.

Wasn't he from St Albans?

What do you know?

Andrew said you had gentleman friends from all over the world.

France, Spain, the Channel Islands.

She's well travelled!

She must have a lot of stamps in her passport.

Oi! Oi!

You know, I don't think I'll ever afford to get back home.

If you put a little extra by each week,

you could probably have a little holiday in Trinidad.

Dot, you know what it's like - what comes in never goes up and what goes out never comes down.

That's why I bought this stuff. Saves on the heating bills.

We're all feeling the pinch, aren't we?

SHE PANTS

Well, she's definitely feeling something.

SMOOTH MUSIC PLAYS

-Hello!

-Er...what are you doing here?

-Having a social gathering.

-Here?

-This is in your honour - for flogging that necklace.

-Amira's coming round for dinner.

-The more the merrier!

-Fats, do your thing.

You lot better appreciate a superstar DJ playing some big boy tunes up in here!

This is supposed to be a romantic ambience. Can we please vacate? Thank you!

Easy...!

So ladies, you feeling a little bit romantic?

DOORBELL Not yet, but give it time.

Are you going to get that?

I will.

All right? Fats texted me about a party?

Hello, babe!

Right, all of you, in there, please.

Everyone in there.

Shh!

Sorry. Please...

come through.

She must be double-jointed.

They should put a class A label on that stuff!

MUSIC ON TV: "Big Spender"

How does she get her leg like that?

Ladies. Mr Trueman.

ALL: Hello...

Cor, I bet she had her five a day.

Speaking of which, ain't any dinner left, is there? I'm starving.

-Oh...

-LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

I shall be having words with them boys tomorrow morning.

What've you been doing? You look exhausted.

-Not as fit as I thought I was, am I?

-Come sit down.

I could make you an egg sandwich, if you like?

They think they invented music.

Let's all go to the pub, man.

I thought we agreed we're all potless.

The day I can't afford a round -

that's when they'll lay my bones down to rest.

THEY LAUGH I'll treat you to dinner in the pub.

Thought you were skint!

Wouldn't want you outnumbered by nagging women. I'll join you.

I got to pop over and see the boys. Meet me there, OK?

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS NEXT DOOR

You're sure you don't mind?

After the surprise you gave me, how could I?

-I can't stay - the women, they're waiting.

-Just give us the money.

It fell at the second fence, sorry.

You are joking.

Wait. You owe somebody, right?

Come on, let me talk to them, then.

No, no, no, it's all right, Patrick.

You get back to your women. All right?

-Everything all right?

-Yeah, sweet.

That's the necklace from the Emporium.

Yeah, I know, Ty, just...

What's she doing with that necklace? Tell me she bought it.

Yeah, course she did!

-Good, the sooner we give Derek his cash back, the sooner I can relax.

-It ain't that simple.

Patrick had to put a bet down to raise the money for the rent.

OK, so we just give Derek what we've got.

I tried telling him that.

-He switched, started talking about disrespect and deadlines.

-I don't believe this!

Let me talk to him - he won't turn his nose up at three and a half grand.

You ain't getting it, are you? If we don't give him all his money, he is going to kill us!

That's why I put a bet down an' all. What else am I supposed to do, Ty?!

-Just a few hundred to make up what we're missing.

-Not the same horse?

-Yes! The same horse.

-So, how short are we now?

GIGGLING

Lauren was just telling me about the time she broke Tyler's bed.

Lucy! No, I wasn't.

I was just saying pumped-up jocks aren't really my thing.

-What, are they mine?

-No. Cos you're with Fatboy.

Why don't you just say what you mean, Lucy? I thought we were all right now - obviously not.

It's trick questions and snide comments. Half my life I'm confused,

trying to figure out what people actually mean!

I'm going to get some ice, all right?

Touchy!

I'm going to go.

No, don't, just...

Early start. But thank you for a lovely dinner.

Um...I'll see you tomorrow maybe?

-Nice necklace, by the way.

-Thanks.

-See you.

-See you.

-You not talking to me?

-Eh?

-Cos it don't look like it.

-Please, just give it a rest, will you?

GIGGLING

Didn't your mum teach you not to touch what you can't afford?

-Whitney!

-Didn't yours? You definitely can't afford...

-SHOUTING

-Oi oi oi!

-Come on, man!

-What's going on?

-I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I just got really mad when I saw her all over you.

It's all right, sweetheart. Calm down.

-It's OK.

-Can you let me take her outside?

Just keep her away from me, Lauren.

This is the last thing I need. What's wrong with you?

Me? That was Whitney Dean insanity. And do you know why she's acting like that?

You're such an idiot.

And unless you want major aggro with Fatboy, you need to deal with it.

Just talk to her.

-Whitney, what is wrong with you?

-It's Lucy.

She keeps having a dig at me and getting between me and Fatboy.

This isn't about her, is it? It's about you and Tyler.

The way you two kicked off - it's obvious!

Whitney, why are you crying?

Look, it's times like this I could do with a drink.

Listen to me.

Fatboy loves you. Like, proper, grown-up loves you.

-I love Fatboy.

-Well, look at me. Look at me.

You go upstairs, clean yourself up and go and let him know that, yeah?

Yeah.

Bit of a jack of all trades, you. You one of these new men,

knocking up a roast one minute, changing the baby's bum the next?

Tell you something. I'm one bit chef, one bit landlord and another bit knackered.

-Landlord?

-I'm holding the fort until Kat and Alfie come back.

-On their hols, are they?

No, no, no. Kat's dad's sick.

All a bit open-ended as far as I can tell.

Oh. Well, I'm a pal of Alfie's.

Anything you need, you come and see me. Derek Branning.

-Ray Dixon.

-Oh! Ray Dixon, how do you do?

-Cool, mate, all right.

-Here, you missed out on the old Kimba.

Bit of class, Kim.

ROSE: Isn't this nice? Now all we need are the drinks.

Either I'm revisiting the menopause

or that pepper sauce is making a comeback.

-Get me a brandy, Dot. Heartburn.

-Oh, well, I guess it's my round.

-It's all right. I'll get them.

-No, you got it the last time, man.

I'll have to go home and get some cash.

I won't be long.

Hey, Patrick. Don't be silly. Let me do it.

Ray, give the company a drink over there, please.

I'll just go and give him a hand.

Could I have a word? If you'd be so obliging.

Anything for you, Dorothy.

Well, you've been very neighbourly with the Mitchells

in light of Phil's incarceration

and I was wondering, you know,

with your new responsibilities,

if you could do me a favour.

What you doing?

I think we need to deal with this once and for all.

-There's nothing to deal with.

-I don't want people thinking that...

-People?

All this stuff - me and you.

-Fatboy, he's...

-He's my boyfriend.

And he's my mate, OK? I don't want to feel awkward around you.

Right. So, why, in the car, did you make me feel like you hated me?

As if I could ever hate you.

And then, tonight,

you know, you're acting weird.

If you're thinking... Cos you know how I feel about Fats.

No, Whit, you got it twisted, OK? I like you, you're a great girl,

but the reason I've been off - it's my doughnut of a brother.

He's landed us in some trouble. My head's all over the place.

DOOR CLOSES

Whitney!

-What?

-Whitney, the door!

-Might see if they've got any more bread and butter.

-Oh, Andrew.

Patrick, can I have a word?

-I understand you're looking for a bit of work.

-Oh, yeah? What kind of work?

I'm sure I could find something for you to turn your hand to, as long as you're not too fussy.

Why do you think I'm not fussy?

Well, my lovely stepmother said you're a good worker with no work.

She had no right to!

-Chill out, boss.

-Boss?!

A man forgets his cash, the next thing he's a down and out

and begging for odd jobs?

-Goodbye, ladies.

-Patrick! Please don't go, Patrick.

-Patrick.

-I'll go after him.

-Leave it. Leave it!

-He's just had a bad day, that's all.

-What happened there?

It weren't Derek's fault, it were mine.

I humiliated my friend.

Oh, I'm such a silly woman.

Whitney?

Whitney?

-Mate...

-No, no, no.

I trusted you. And do you know how big that is after Mercy?

Him - I understand him, all right? He's a player, but you?

You've got this wrong.

I didn't listen to no-one else cos I thought I knew you.

I thought you was a nice girl, but you know what? You're just any sket who frees it up for anyone.

I'd never do that to you.

Come on, Fats, please! You do know me.

No, you know what, Whit? I'm done.

That'll do.

Ah, yeah...

Some more.

Hey, come on. Drink.

It'll give you all the energy you need to tidy this place up.

Hey! No women?

Y'know, in my day that would count against you.

Oh, Fatboy's going to kill me.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Who's that?

-Patrick, Patrick...

Little piggies!

KNOCKING CONTINUES

Anthony? Tyler? Don't make me knock again.

KNOCKING CONTINUES

I'll huff and I'll puff!

I'll be down the Arches.

Please tell me it's not Derek the both of you owe money to.

Where's the butter gone?

Here you go.

-That's mine.

-That's when I found them -

Whitney and Tyler, locked in the bathroom together!

ALL: What?

He went mental. I've never seen him like that before.

Can't blame him. You don't want your missus locked in the bogs with Tyler!

Kids, we're late! I'm sick of getting moody looks off your teachers!

-It weren't our fault! I tried to tell him. The door got stuck.

-This is Fatboy.

-He'll probably be writing you a poem to say sorry.

-He called me a sket.

Right, that's it, I'm going to have him!

-B! He's going to think I'm even more of a sket!

-No, he won't.

-He'll be too busy picking his teeth up to think anything. Make sure the kids get to school.

-B!

Look at him. He could at least pretend he's not madly in love with you.

So could you.

Ah, if you want to find a lapdog, look for its owner.

Your brothers owe me money.

I don't care how they get it, I want my dough.

Can't help you, Derek. It's none of my business.

-What's a sket?

-A courtesan.

What, you mean like Pat Butcher in the '80s?

-I've never been so vexed.

-It would have been a crowbar across the shins for both of them in my day.

It wouldn't have been that in my day, but then, I suppose, that's cos I went to church.

As my vicar used to say, "To forgive is to live!"

Man's got lyrics. But I can't have this. I'm going to see Tyler.

No, no! There'll be no violence today.

You can come to the launderette, help me open up.

If you want to bash something, you can bash the dirty washing, that won't lead to eternal damnation.

Remember, Arthur, keep Jesus beside you. What is it in your language? Rolling deep?

-Come on, then.

-Yeah, Mrs B.

I was cleaning your room yesterday...

Don't touch my stuff. It's ridiculous, I'm in my forties!

Andrew, we've got to talk about this!

I don't want to talk about nothing.

Oh, I don't believe this!

Well, well, well, the mountain has come to Mohammed.

-Here we go, there's your change. Oh, gosh! Next, yeah?

-Tea, please.

-Right.

-Morning, Heather the treasure! Teas all round.

No, you'll have to wait. I'm supposed to be taking him to nursery,

-not covering for Shirley again.

-Heather, you should have said no.

I'll take him. I know we're a couple of blokes,

-but we can manage, can't we, George?

-There you go.

-Besides, it's a bit of exercise, ain't it? Say goodbye to Mummy, wave to Mummy.

-Bye! See ya!

-A sket?

-She was in a locked toilet with Tyler!

-She wasn't doing anything! How could you call her that?

-It's that street talk. I didn't know what it meant

-but I knew it weren't very nice.

-So he owned up?

He feels terrible about it, don't you, Arthur?

And he feels terrible about Whitney and Tyler.

I mean, what exactly happened in that lavvy?

I thought you were better than Ty, that you were different,

but you're both as pathetic as each other!

We had to pay rent, we had to pay bills...

You're telling me that this hole comes to four grand a month, eh?

How do you expect to pay for that with this tat?

-Antiques expert, are you?

-All right, Ty...

-Well, what would he know?

-All right.

You two make me laugh. You remind me of my brothers.

Right pair, the both of them.

If they didn't have me to look after 'em...

Tyler, let me explain something to you.

If I don't get my money, I will have to break your legs.

Not just a jab in the ribs that we'll all laugh about

over a pint down the Vic later, I will actually break your legs.

Maybe that's what we need Derek, then.

Like your brothers had, a bit of guidance. Yeah?

Yeah... Yes. Yes.

Good.

Well, it just so happens that one of Phil Mitchell's suppliers came to me earlier -

did I tell you that I was running Phil Mitchell's business now?

No? Yeah, he put an order in.

I wasn't interested but it might be up your street.

-What is it?

-Cables.

From the train lines.

No. People get electrocuted doing that.

-And hit by trains.

-It's up to you. Have a think about it, eh?

I'll give you till three o'clock.

If you ain't interested,

bring me my money.

"And I say unto you, resist not evil, but whosoever shall smite thee

"on thy right cheek, turn to him the other one also."

That is Matthew, chapter five, verse 39.

What's that mean? I'm supposed to let him have another pass at her?

-It means that violence ain't the way.

-I'm not going to touch him!

I know what boys are like over girls.

I mean, maybe the door did jam.

Little bit convenient, though, innit?

I should think it's very inconvenient.

You've fallen out with Tyler,

you've besmirched Whitney's good name with your silly street talk,

I don't think that solves anything.

What's this? "I'm so low..." Something like "blow to blow..."

Yeah, yeah, they're just lyrics I'm working on. MC-ing and all that.

Well, I mean, if you've got time to waste on this rubbish,

-you've got time to sort the other business out.

-Yeah, but if the toilet door did jam,

-what were they doing in there in the first place?

-Unblocking the sinks? Oh, I don't know.

Whitney, she's a good girl. She wouldn't hurt you like this.

The question is, do you love her enough to believe her?

You can't stay, I'm running late again.

-Just letting you know I dropped him off. Is that much snot normal?

-Oh, where's my keys?

You know, I think you're amazing. Looking after him, doing all these jobs...

Look, I got my launderette break at three. Do you want a late lunch?

I can't. I'm busy. Auntie Dot's got a leaky tap, said I'd fix it.

-Can't you do that later?

-I better let you get on.

-So you don't want lunch then?

-I can't. I'm sorry.

Come on, Alex, you know we're good for it.

You get a cut of the Emporium. How much?

10%.

What's funny about that?

Is there anybody Dad don't owe money to?

Look, can we just ask Michael? Janine is minted.

Why don't you just ask Amira?

I'm not betraying Dad.

I don't know how you can even consider it.

We could try the Vic.

What's the point? Kat and Alfie aren't even there, mate.

Exactly.

# ..go round and round round and round, round and round

# The wheels on the bus go round and round... #

-Whit.

-You're not allowed in here.

-I want to talk.

-You can talk all you like.

Just tell me what happened in the toilet, and I'll believe you.

Am I supposed to be grateful for that?

Amy! That wasn't very nice!

George, did she give you a little nip?

-I'll be at the Vic around seven. If you want to make this right.

-I don't have anything to make right.

Amy, are you going to say sorry to George?

-Patrick! What's this, a social visit, is it?

-Why were you banging on the door this morning?

So you was in? You better ask the Moon boys.

No, no, no, no! I asking you.

-They said they'd left two grand for us in an envelope.

-When Alfie goes away, we manage his investments.

-Like we've got time for that, eh!

-Come on, we're his cousins.

-Yeah, it's not like we're on the make, or anything.

-Oh, please.

We need the money. We'll make it up before they get back, I swear.

-What can I get you, mate?

-Another two, please.

-All right.

-Like that was ever going to work.

-It's five to three!

You all right, boys?

Good, well... Why don't you come for a drink?

They've got some rubbish furniture to sell, ain't you?

-That's the family business.

-Ty, why don't we ask them?

-No.

-Ask us what?

-We need some money.

-For a change.

-We are good for it.

-No, you're not!

If you two ever get married, take her name. Yours ain't much use to you. Come on, Ant.

-I'm going down the gym.

-What about our drink?

Not thirsty now.

Hey, lions don't sleep with their eyes open!

Too much sun in Africa!

My eyes is open.

Yeah?

Whoever invented this game is a genius.

We're supposed to be hunters now but I ditched that part years ago.

Listen, I wanted to talk to you, actually, about Amy.

-She nipped George earlier.

-Nipped?

-Yeah.

There's been other things. Bullying things.

OK. Well, I'll keep an eye on her.

You know about her mum and dad?

If you start to look for things, you'll find them,

if they exist or not.

I mean, she's probably just discovered pinching

-and she doesn't realise how annoying it is yet.

-Yeah, but...

Look, why don't you go home?

There's not much for you to do now all the lions are asleep.

Can't go round letting people off, I got a reputation to keep.

Don't drag the boys into this, man. They're not like you, you know.

-Then they shouldn't have got involved in it in the first place.

-Derek.

It's three o'clock and we ain't got your money.

Will you excuse us, please, Patrick? The boys and I have got something to straighten out.

-But they don't have any money.

-Then it's decision time.

-How about this for a decision?

How about you back off?

Which one of me and you do you think is going to go the furthest to settle this thing, eh?

Which one of us has got the most to lose?

All right, Derek, we'll do the job, all right?

Clever boy. Now, it's out past Watford way.

Meet me in George Street at eight o'clock.

I'll take you through the gear.

You'll be hooking up with a geezer called Paul.

Hang on, you're not coming?

-Eight o'clock.

-I'll go along, too.

If I had paid my way, none of this would have happened.

Yeah, well they are a bit... skittish.

Could do with an old head.

You can be the driver.

Is there something you wanted? Only, I've got to sort the donations.

That clothes bin is not for fly-tipping. These are rags.

I was looking for Andrew. He's meant to be fixing Dot's leaky tap

but he wasn't at home so he might be here.

-He isn't here. He's probably under the knife somewhere!

-What?!

I found this in his room.

They had those at the community centre.

You're obviously putting him under pressure to lose weight.

It was his idea to go to Kimba!

He said we should go to together, like a proper couple.

Couples are supposed to support each other,

not push each other into invasive surgery.

I'm the one he's lying to.

I'm the one who thinks he's fixing a leaky tap!

Very well done, Rose. Ambassadorial.

I don't want to be here.

If it was just you, it might - MIGHT - be different, but Tyler...

We're in big trouble, Michael. Big trouble.

DOORBELL RINGS

-Oh, Dot.

-"Holla at me, FB, on the streets of E20."

What are you on about?

Well, he don't rhyme too good, but he's trying, poor lamb.

"Had a fine girl, wearing my chain, called Whit-er-ney.

"Hope she comes back to me, and not T."

Oh, I can't make out that bit.

"Cos I promise to treat her so properly."

That's right. "Cos I promise to treat her so properly."

I found it, you know, I was going through his washing.

I found it in a pocket of one of his snazzy tracksuits,

and I thought you might like to read it.

Mind you, he ain't no Shakespeare.

He came round to see me earlier. I told him where to go.

Oh, Whitney. Everything that Arthur does is from the heart.

I know he don't rhyme proper, but he means well.

I've got to go now. See what Rose is doing.

I left her sorting out the donations for the charity shop

and I know her, she'll be binning anything she wouldn't wear herself,

there'll be nothing left for normal people like me.

-Ta-ra.

-See ya.

It won't end with this. He won't let you go now he's got you.

Tyler's going to risk killing himself and it's my fault.

You've got to help us, Michael. We're...brothers.

Yeah. When it suits you.

-Get him on the blower.

-Can't we just go see him, please?

No, we can't! He won't budge if he knows I'm involved.

Ring him and tell him you got to go away for a while.

-But what about the business and the house?

-What is wrong with you?!

Have you come here looking for a way out or d'you just want money?

Cos you won't be getting any from me!

You can get another business, Anthony. You can't get new legs!

MOBILE RINGS

Hello?

'Hello, is that you, Ant?'

We can't do it, Tyler.

How we going to run the business if neither of us can walk?

Maybe we should go away for a bit?

And let the business go under?

How do you plan on running a business when you're dead?

-Every answer I got, you got a reason why it can't happen.

-He won't stop, Ty!

Even if we get these cables, it won't be enough. He'll want more and more.

-Plus, Michael said...

-'You've been to see Michael?'

Ty, I had to do something. Sorry.

Just be there. George Street, eight o'clock.

Ty, please don't... PHONE GOES DEAD

I've got to go.

Hang on. Not even Tyler's thick enough, is he, to start messing around with train lines?

He's not doing it cos he's thick. He's doing it cos we're family.

Family. Precisely the reason why I'm going to do this.

Your father would never forgive me.

HE BANGS ON DOOR Michael! Michael, open this door now!

Michael!

-Move in a bit, please.

-You fix that leaky tap today, did you?

-Yeah.

-Who do you think you are, Lying to me, eh?

Your mother thinks I'm forcing gastric band surgery on you!

-I never said you were.

-What you doing thinking about that anyway? It's dangerous!

It's good to know your options.

-I never thought about me health till I met you and George.

-Don't bring George into this. He's only two!

-'Course I'm not, it just gets you thinking, don't it?

-What about?

About sticking around, having a relationship, watching him grow up.

He's not growing up with a liar.

Hev, wait up. I'm not lying!

All right, I wasn't fixing a leaky tap.

-Although there is a leaky tap.

-Oh, please!

I was looking at engagement rings!

What are you looking at them for?

Because I want you to be my wife, don't I?

I need to...

I need to sit down.

Come here.

I never thought...

Wait.

I didn't even listen properly.

Better give it another shot, then.

Heather, will you marry me?

ONLOOKERS: Ah! Sweet!

Say it again.

Will you marry me?

Again!

-ONLOOKERS LAUGH

-This is not the Teletubbies!

-Are you going to say yes, or what?

-Yes!

THEY CHEER

-Cheers, Harry. Sorry about this. Family.

-See you tomorrow.

Michael, please let me out.

He's expecting me in ten minutes.

Janine, please! Please open this door.

I know I told you to get closer to your family

but this is a bit extreme, isn't it?

-You waiting on a man?

-It's what man she's waiting on that I'm worried about.

-Can you get your own love life?

-We did. And look where it got us! I'll have a pint of gin, please.

-So, which one is it?

-Fatboy.

-What?! D'you know he called her a sket?

What? And he's still walking? You're losing your touch, babe.

I went to see him. Spared him his life. If I'd have known you'd be soft, I wouldn't have let him off.

B, I'm not going soft. I know he didn't mean it.

He should be talking you up like you was the Second Coming, not speaking like that.

I knew there was a reason why I had a baby with you.

Nah, you're all right.

Listen. Listen, he came to explain, OK?

And I'm going to hear him out. I'm not going to chuck this away over one stupid argument.

-Can you imagine if you and Ricky did that?

-Yeah, would have saved me about 15 years.

No, all right! OK! We'll hear him out - if he turns up.

-ANTHONY MOUTHS

-Come on. Just go home.

-Go home?

Yes, go home. It's got nothing to do with you.

I've got your baby inside me.

if this has got anything to do with Derek looking for you this morning...

Because if he needs talking to...

-Don't think your money can push him around.

-Janine, tell him!

They're your brothers. Just make it up.

No, you know what?

I might just leave it till they're drawing their last breath.

I just wanted your child to have uncles. A grandfather. A family.

Because, as you've pointed out, I don't have one to give.

ANTHONY BANGS ON DOOR Michael! Please, open the door!

-Shut up!

-Michael!

-Shut up!

-Michael, please...

-I'm thinking.

-Please!

-(I'm thinking.)

Whit won't speak to me. So, you'll have to do.

Look, I've got somewhere to be, Fatboy.

Listen, if you was ever my boy... You said the door jams.

I just want to see it. Come on, bro.

You know how much I love this girl!

This is the rest of my life on the line here. So, what, you too busy for that?

No.

THEY LAUGH

If that was anything to go by, I can give up the Kimba!

-I lost about a stone.

-Who needs Kimba?

Oh, my snuggle bunny...

Heather the treasure.

Did you find an engagement ring yet?

-Not yet. I will though.

-You better hurry up.

Better put a ring on there before some other player whisks me away.

Can't have that!

What you doing?

For the leaky tap.

-SHE LAUGHS

-I don't believe this is happening!

If all I had to do to get you to sleep with me

was promise to spend the rest of me life with you,

-I would have done it weeks ago.

-Oh!

-It fits!

What's that?

It's all right, Patrick, that's not the way the Old Bill

usually conducts a surveillance operation.

In you get.

We weren't lying, Fats.

But see, that ain't the thing. No, bruv, the real thing is,

what was you doing in there in the first place. That's the real thing.

We were just talking. About you, as it happens.

Look, I was telling her that I'm happy for her. And that you're a good bloke.

Damn straight.

I would have torn the house down if I was you.

But that's the good thing - you're not me, Fats. Don't act like me or she'll leave.

-She's gone already, bruv.

-You can fix that. Just use that world-famous charm.

Yeah. I am pretty charming, you know.

-So what? You still like her?

-No.

No!

No, OK?

She's just another mate now. Like you. Bit prettier.

Honestly, mate, you and her -

it's a beautiful thing.

I don't want to destroy that.

This don't mean you can use the toilet in my yard!

And make sure you get this door fixed!

-I will. Listen, I got to shoot.

-I'll just let myself out, then!

TRAIN RUMBLES

Those boys want to work on their timekeeping.

DEREK SIGHS

It's ironic, really, you being called Paddy.

Cos, I mean, you ain't a Mick, are you?

I understood what you meant all right.

Hmm.

Fine tradition this, eh?

Reminds me of the good old days with me dad.

Not quite.

Never had him down as one of those liberal types.

We were friends. No big deal.

SMASH!

I got to go! Tyler needs me!

Anthony!

Back in the '90s, we used to run the green down from Scotland.

I had this system. We'd follow the lorry down to Manchester

and write down all the number plates of the cars behind it.

Next day, we'd go to Leeds.

If a licence plate came up more than once, bang,

we knew we were being followed.

The last day, this licence plate came up twice,

so I told the driver to park up to the lorry

and kiss goodbye to the lot.

You walked?

I did, Patrick. But the others...

See, there was a couple of hundred grand on that lorry.

Knowing when to walk,

that's the difference between your liberty and prison.

-What you doing?

-Knowing when to walk. Come on.

SIRENS WAIL

-Police! Stop!

-Police!

-Keep calm and say nothing.

-Stop there, please!

You didn't tell me Derek was going to be here.

TRAIN RUMBLES

Those boys are dead men walking.

So, er, where do you stand on breakfast in bed?

Oh, it's the best thing ever!

-Good, cos me and little George slaved over this.

-Where is he?

-He's outside, having a fag break.

-Eh?

MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

Oi, Patrick's not back yet.

-No?

-No.

-We had a close call last night.

BANGING AT DOOR

I can't remember the last time someone brought me breakfast in bed.

By the time we're married you'll have had so much of it,

all you'll be thinking about is the crumbs and what a nuisance it is to clear 'em up!

Have you figured out how you're going to tell everyone yet?

-Shirley's going to have kittens!

-Yeah! Yeah, I hadn't thought about that bit!

We could do it together. Get everyone down the pub, do it properly.

Yeah. Yeah.

Michael, come in.

If they're not out they must have been charged.

That's good, innit? I mean about Derek, not Patrick.

You think he can't reach you from prison? You've got to leave.

You can't wait round here like a pair of mugs. I called you a taxi.

He'll rinse the business if we go! He's just going to have to wait for his money.

-This isn't about the money any more, Tyler.

-What IS it about?

I only popped in for a quiet drink. You two are bad news.

At least you ain't got to get three kids off to school.

-What time did we go to bed?

-When you stormed off in a strop!

KNOCK AT DOOR

Just after I asked you what was it like being locked in the bog with Tyler Moon.

He's so fine, he's so fine, he's so fine he blows my mind!

-Stop it! I didn't enjoy it!

-"Stop it! I didn't enjoy it!"

Look at you - the big eyes!

Hey, Whit.

Um... Look...it's unforgivable what I called you.

-Just slipped off the tongue, did it?

-You know, if it was Robert Pattinson or something,

I wouldn't have even batted an eyelid. Like Wretch 32, no sweat - but him...?

Look...I shouldn't have called you that, OK. It's not me. And it ain't you.

You're some type of, you know, intergalactic superstar princess, and no less.

All right. Um...

Look, sorry to disturb your morning, ladies.

What kind of foolishness is that?

Oi, no, you don't! Sit down.

-He's got to work a lot harder than that. ..These kids have got no game, have they?

-No tack.

There goes plan A.

DOOR CLOSES

Patrick, you're out!

They questioned me, early this morning. Man, I haven't slept a wink.

-Have you been charged with anything?

-No, no. They couldn't prove intent.

-Was it you who called the police?

-What, you think someone's grassed?

Maybe they've been watching him, the Old Bill. Thought he was planning something.

That's what I said but Derek wasn't convinced.

He wants to meet the both of you down at the club. Now.

He expects us to just go down there and hand ourselves over?

Don't look at me. It's suicide.

-Maybe you should leave.

-That's what I've been telling them.

No... No, we'll go round.

-Ty...

-Well, I ain't got nothing to hide.

This ends today.

Don't you think that's going overboard?

Doesn't do any harm to look smart. I've done yours an' all. You two are going to look glamorous.

-What's this?

-Wedding invite samples.

Don't sound TOO happy.

Well, I mean, it just don't stop! I mean, there's napkin samples and colour co-ordinated thingamajigs,

-stretching out to the end of time.

-Thought you liked all that stuff?

-It's just so weddingy.

You should go for a themed wedding. Like Harry Potter or something.

Dad, you'd look so funny in those glasses!

I do not want to look funny on my wedding day, thank you.

All right! I don't know why you're bothering. Talk about excitement bypass.

If you really insist on this lunacy, don't drag me into it, all right? I was not involved.

That figures.

BUZZING

Patrick!

My brother in arms.

HE LAUGHS

You their representative, are you, hmm?

You never really know someone until you've done time with them. Isn't that right?

Take a seat, boys.

We have much to discuss.

-You want us to be nice to him?

-Ben?

The one who's trying to put Phil away? Not some other Ben?

He's family. Look, he don't realise it yet, but he needs support.

Inside him there's a good little boy in there.

-And you think that'll make him withdraw his testimony?

-Any better ideas?

-Kill him with kindness? Won't be easy.

-You're supposed to be his mate!

-I was thinking more about you!

We've got to get him talking to Phil. Make him feel like a Mitchell, or he'll change his name to Beale.

He wouldn't do that. Would he?

Bacon butty, please, Marie. Eat in.

Take away, actually.

Ben. We're having a family get-together later if you fancy it?

It already looks like you're having one.

Come on, Ben, it'll be a laugh.

-Why? You ain't there?

-Lola'd be pleased to see you.

Do you know what, forget about it.

-Oi! We just need to talk, Ben.

-No, you can do your talking in court.

In front of the judge, the jury, the gallery, all of us and your dad staring at you.

Looking forward to that?

Now I've got this probation officer, and he's got a terrible itch.

And no matter how much he scratches it, it won't go away.

And do you know what that itch is?

It's me.

He wants me back inside.

Now, he says he's got my best interests at heart.

-Sounds like a nightmare.

-You're not wrong, Tyler, you're not wrong. The slightest hint of trouble...

I knock out a bit of dodgy gear, I park on a double yellow line,

he's going to be all over me, cos he wants to scratch that itch.

Sorry we didn't show. It's just, Fatboy reckons Tyler's after his missus.

Shut up, Anthony!

Now, somebody grassed me, said I'm doing a job on the cables.

Well, HE thinks it's Christmas.

Look, we didn't grass.

He's watching me like a hawk.

I'm going to have to suspend activities.

Whoever grassed me is costing me a lot of money.

-Are you deaf or something? It weren't us.

-Ty, just...

I'm just...

You two never showed up.

So, I can be forgiven for assuming that you're guilty.

Let me tell you something, man.

You know the problem with you people? You never learn.

"You people"?

Criminals. I mean, you could let this go.

You know the boys, them can't pay. And you nearly ended up in prison.

If only you could see the bigger picture. But you can't.

You people can't. Cos it's all in the genes.

You're just criminals, man.

You kept your mouth shut last night, so I'm going to let you have that.

You're a good boy, really.

You really want to know who went to the police last night?

It was this BOY...right here.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Morning, Ma.

-Where have you been?

-At my girl's.

Keep your voice down - Dot'll be offended.

But Aunty Dot's happy for me.

She's old-fashioned. She doesn't believe in that sort of thing before marriage.

Listen, come down the pub later, will you?

I've got a surprise.

Morning!

You don't usually do your nails.

-Why are you so cheerful?

-The wonderfulness of life.

Why, what's happened?

Well, actually, Shirl, me and Andrew...

No! I promised I'd wait.

-Oh, I don't want to know anyway. It'd just probably wind me up.

-Oh.

I don't know what it is, it's just... Something snaps inside.

-Every time I see him I...

-Who are we talking about?

-Ben!

All this being nice to him, it ain't working out.

So that's where you come in.

Fact is, you're probably the only one left he trusts now.

So it's down to you.

-Do you think this is a game?!

-You were putting their lives in danger! I had to do something!

You would never grass. You're old school.

-And your lot never...

-Don't you touch him!

-Get off him!

-Oi, oi, oi!

Now, you two owe me four grand.

Well, now it's double. And I'm going to take your business

and I'm going to take your van as collateral.

When you pay me, you can have them back.

-You can't do that.

-I already have. Now get out there, and get me my money.

And you...

Your loyalty is misplaced...

boy.

Get me my dough!

-You all right?

-What did you do that for?!

I was only trying to help.

How did the police find out anyway? It weren't me, I was locked in the gym, I told you.

Yeah? Who by?

Ooh, I see Anthony broke out of jail then.

I thought you were having a lie-in.

Yeah, well, it's harder to sleep when you're not there.

I know, baby. What I said to you yesterday, I'm sorry.

It was disgusting.

Just let me know what's happening.

Um, are your brothers OK?

Hey, gorgeous girl! Hello!

How do you fancy a hot chocolate with Mummy?

-No, I'm taking her for one later.

-'Course you are.

-I've spoken to her about it!

-I want to do something with her!

-You can, when it's your turn to visit.

-Oi, hold on a minute.

-You can save the bully-boy tactics.

-I ain't bullying you. They're the terms. You ask permission.

-Hello, Amy!

-You are loving this, aren't you?

-No, I'm not.

-You are.

-You should have stayed a copper - you could push people around all day.

-Um, I wanted to talk to you.

-Amy's been having problems at nursery.

-What sort of problems?

Scratching. Pulling hair. Things like that.

Look, I think she's trying to tell you something.

Next time you argue, remember that there is three of you.

-Who do you think you're talking to?

-Kids pick up on things.

-Do you know the first thing about being a mother?!

-She might have a point.

Why don't you drag her to court with you? You can slag me off to kingdom come?

It's a nice little family fit-up job?

I was talking about both of you! Fine, carry on. We'll pick up the pieces at the nursery.

I think I'm rubbing off on you.

You love that dress, don't you?

No. Not any more.

You don't need a new one. You look amazing!

No, Ian. It's jinxed.

This whole thing is jinxed! You two are like the Bermuda Triangle of matrimony.

Thank you, Lucy.

-Well, I'm just saying, maybe it's not for you.

-That is why I think we need a new one.

You know, a fresh start. It's like...

everyone's going to be talking about us behind our backs and making fun. Ain't they, Lucy?

So let's show 'em. This time it's going to be better than the first.

-Hold on. "Better" sounds more expensive.

-That is the whole point!

-Is throwing money at it the best idea if you're not sure people are coming?

-If he spends, they will.

Look, I want everyone to know how much I love you.

So, let's blitz them with glamour. New dress. New everything.

-We'll show 'em. They can laugh, but we have got the fairytale.

-OK.

-OK?

-Really?!

-Yeah! Look, let's just spend it like we mean it, OK?

I am fed up with people thinking this isn't real.

Oh, I'm so excited!

Oh, I love you!

-Michael, what's the bag for?

-I'm going to go away, I need a couple of days.

-My head's full. I need a break.

-From what? Me?

-No, not from you. I would never...

-Tell me. This has got something to do with Derek, hasn't it?

Yeah. He's not the hero you think he is.

Well, tell me, all right?

I work with him. If there is stuff that I need to know...

-You dirty grass!

-Can you just excuse me, just for a minute, please?

-Have you not listened to a word I just said?

-You rang the Old Bill.

-While I was locked in there!

-Where's the proof?

-You wanted us to do a runner so he'd think we grassed.

-You didn't go to the police about Derek again?!

-I didn't grass,

and even if I did, you were willing to let Anthony risk his life!

You were supposed to be looking out for each other.

Has Derek got you on a job?

Oh, will somebody just answer me?!

-Yes, he has, all right!

-Right!

-We owe him money. And we're working for him to pay it off.

-See how that makes me the bad guy?

-How much?

-No, you're not getting involved!

-If she wants to help, it's got nothing to do with you.

-She's only helping cos you're my brothers.

-Taking her money's no different from taking mine.

-Not as far as I'm concerned.

You owe us. If you hadn't grassed Derek up, he wouldn't have doubled the money. Eight grand.

Are you mental?! YOU got involved with him!

You're the one that can't pay the debt. How am I responsible for that?!

All I get for wanting to save my brother is you coming in here making unsubstantiated allegations,

him doing my window, in front of my missus! I don't owe you nothing!

Get out.

Cheers. Thanks a lot. Come on.

So... you're just going cut them off?

Yeah.

See, you think money can buy you everything, even a family.

And it can't, you know.

Cos if they want a meal ticket, they're on their own.

-You off to school?

-Got nothing better to do.

-Do you need to go to the toilet or something?

-No. I'm just a bit nervous.

What, with me? Don't be silly, Hev.

Well... I was wondering if you'd come down the Vic later.

So I can sit there while Shirley smiles

and Billy tells me I'm the son he's never had?

No.

Well, yes.

-I'm not interested.

-Well, I'm not getting involved.

-What then?

Don't let on to anyone, will you, but me and Andrew, we're going to be announcing our engagement.

No! Oh, Hev, that's amazing!

Nothing good's happened in such a long time.

Everyone else who gets married gets to shout about it. It would mean a lot to me if you were there.

Can't shout to an empty room, can I?

Please?

That's it? Right.

Yeah, 22nd it is, then.

No, it's all I've ever wanted - a freezing-cold wedding(!)

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Yeah. ..OK, yeah, that's great! Thank you so much! Bye!

We've got a date! March 22nd! My Wedding, the Sequel!

-I'm thrilled.

-Well, you can help me plan it if you like.

I'm sure your dad would pay you.

-You're all right.

-You can't spend the rest of your life working in a chippy.

And planning your wedding is such a step up, is it?

At least you wouldn't smell so bad at the end of your shift.

At least come to the pub later, help us celebrate. We'd love to have you there.

I wish she'd talk to Fatboy like that.

Well, we deserved it, didn't we?

Something's up.

Normally Amy would have eaten all that. She loves fish fingers.

Come on, Amy, come and eat your fish fingers.

-Maybe she's feeling it. I know

-I

-am.

I mean, this time next week...

If I was a judge, it'd be open and shut. Wouldn't even get to court.

Listen, if you need any help... Now I ain't got Ricky to clean up after,

I've got so much time on my hands, I don't know what to do with meself!

But you're rushed off your feet.

I could handle it. Bring her over any time. The kids would love it.

Someone to muck about with. You're not on your own.

Hi, is that Sophie?

Hi, Sophie, it's Amy Mitchell's mum.

Yes, that one.

Well, you said I could call you any time.

I want to make a complaint, actually, about...

about one of your employees.

Whitney Dean.

-It'll be all right.

-I feel like I'm hijacking Shirley's get-together.

Shirley wouldn't have a get-together if it weren't for you.

Living with the Moon brothers wearing you out?

-They were in here asking for money.

-If I'd been paying my way they wouldn't be short.

-Boss, if you're having troubles, then take some of my shifts.

-Really?

This is hard work, you know!

-Kat and Alfie ain't human, as far as I'm concerned. You'd be doing me a favour.

-Thank you, son, thanks!

That's really, um...nice.

Will you sit down? Here, you're not wearing that!

It's my engagement ring!

But people'll think I'm a cheapskate. I'm going to get you a proper diamond.

-I don't know how you managed it, but thank you.

-Well, he's not here yet.

Yeah, I am.

HE YELLS

He weren't lying. The van ain't there.

All because I was trying to keep this place going.

-Maybe we SHOULD get out.

-What, leave?

It's either that or sit around owing Derek money. What's left for us now, bruv?