A chance to catch up on the week's drama in Albert Square. Alfie receives some surprise visitors. Walford marks the World War One centenary. Kat is delivered a bombshell.
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Kat, keep breathing! Keep breathing!
I have done this before, you know.
-No, no, no, course you have. Thanks, girls.
-Lovely lady coming through, lady coming through.
Tel, get the beers in. The twins are on their way.
-You going to the hospital now?
-No, Mother's World opens in ten minutes.
-Where did he say they were going?
Well, he's heard that if your waters break in the shop,
they give you a load of free gear for the nursery.
What next? Is he going to sell tickets to the birth?
And who is going to be looking after Mr Moon's stall? Hmm?
Oh, Liam, if you're that bored,
go and hang out with your mates or something.
Well, I can't, they're all at some football academy.
Hey, you all right? Did your mum get off to Sonia's OK?
Oh, yeah. Thanks for asking. And, er, you know...thanks...
Look, I just want to say,
if it wasn't for you I'd still be up to my eyeballs in debt now, so...
Listen, don't worry about it. It's all good, OK?
-Do you want a cup of tea?
-Sorry, I can't. Duty calls.
Promised Dot I'd help her out with the preparations
-for this memorial service.
So if Charlie's paid off our debt, can we not afford for me
-to go to this football thing?
Can I help ya?
OK, I'll see you then.
-Who was that on the phone, darling?
-What did she want?
-To come and see me.
Really? What about? Oh, maybe she's got some new leads.
-I don't know. You know, maybe someone's come forward
with some new information or something.
I'm so proud of you.
You're going to look so handsome in your uniform later
when you lower that flag.
-Aw, Mummy's little soldier.
-Can't wait to see his face.
-What are you two up to?
You looking forward to your big swim tomorrow?
And to mark the occasion...
-It's from both of us.
Thought it might help to calm the nerves.
And if the big boys splash you, you splash them right back!
Is this supposed to be funny, yeah?
Cos I don't think it's funny.
I think it's absolutely hilarious!
Well, put them on then.
Go on, whack it on, go on.
Fancy a grown man being scared of the water.
Oh, my God! How did that squirrel get in here?
-Look at that! Look!
Fancy a grown woman being scared of a squirrel.
Squirrels are evil!
I reckon that's one-nil to the old man, don't you?
Now give me a kiss and get out of me sight and do something useful.
Thank you for seeing me at such short notice, Mr Beale.
You, erm... You didn't say what this was about.
Have you got new leads or something?
The simple truth is that the investigation has stalled.
So we'd like to do a televised appeal.
-What, like you see on the news?
A direct appeal from me and my team to members of the public
about Lucy's last known movements.
What, and you think that'll help?
It could jog someone's memory about what they saw the night Lucy died.
Yeah, but if they haven't come forward already...
Like I said, Mr Beale,
we need to give the investigation some fresh impetus.
Of course, yeah.
There's one other thing.
We'd like you to front the appeal.
You want me to go on TV and talk about the night Lucy died?
It's usually the best way. Attach a human face to the tragedy.
Makes people much more likely to come forward.
-Well, I don't know, I...
-I know it's a lot to ask,
but it's our best chance of catching Lucy's killer.
So I can count on your support, Mr Beale?
-I'll be in touch.
-I'll see you out.
I still say we came out on top, though.
Yeah, course we did.
Hey, hey, your old man all set for tomorrow?
Actually, I think he's a bit worried, you know, Bill.
He's not having second thoughts, is he?
Janet's school's relying on that money.
Do you know what I think he could really do with?
-What's that then?
-A pep talk from you.
OK. Leave it with me.
Hey, hey, come on. It's good news, this appeal.
Although I can understand you being anxious about it.
It's having to relive it all again, isn't it?
And this time it's going to be in front of the cameras, on TV.
I mean...what am I going to say?
I mean, what if I say the wrong thing?
Ian, it's all right, the police will help you.
And you know what people will be saying, don't you?
-"I bet he did it."
Well, that's what they do when you watch these appeals.
They always think it's somebody in the family. Usually the dad.
Well, forget what people think, Ian.
This is your chance to help bring Lucy's killer to justice
and that is all that matters.
And I'll be there to support you.
OK. All right, all right. Don't panic, I'll be there.
Right, I've got to go to the cafe. Marie's had a family crisis.
Hey. Everything will be all right.
I just thought I'd pop by, you know,
make sure you were all right for tomorrow.
You all right?
Oh, there's no hard feelings with the business with Lee
and the Old Bill, is there?
He was just... He was just trying to do the right thing.
Well, an apology wouldn't go amiss.
-I'm sorry, mate.
Now listen, Mick.
Sometimes in life,
when you're faced with a challenge that might seem impossible...
A bit like West Ham ever winning a trophy again.
Well, you got to keep going, Mick, you know?
You got to believe.
Bill, what you going on about?
Nancy and Johnny. They said you might be having second thoughts
about the swim tomorrow.
No, no, no. They're winding you up.
-He's keen as mustard.
-What are they like, eh?
So, how much you raised in sponsorship then?
-Just short of a bag of sand.
That is going to make such a difference to those kids.
Can you imagine it, eh, Mick?
Their little faces looking at you down in the water.
-"Oh, come on Micky! Come on Mick!"
-Yeah, all right, Bill.
-We ain't got to keep going on about it, you know.
No, I mean, you ain't gotta make a song and dance about it,
you know. It's no big deal, is it?
Oh, anyway, thank you for popping by.
And, er... No, I appreciate it, I do, yeah.
Yeah. All right then. Well, I'll see ya tomorrow.
What's that noise? Your knees knocking together?
Anyone would think you was afraid of water...for some reason.
When I was out searching for mines I couldn't put one foot
in front of the other sometimes.
Just stood there frozen to the spot.
But it was the boys either side of me that got me through it.
Yeah, well, maybe you could draft a couple of your squaddie mates
to swim either side of your dad.
Well, he won't need them cos he's got us, ain't he, Grandad?
Course he has.
50 quid says you bottle it.
Shouldn't we be getting back to our stalls?
You know what a stickler that Mr Shirovs is.
Relax. Live a little.
Some times you've gotta throw caution to the wind, Pam.
-Like you are with Terry?
Still haven't made your move then?
-Here we go, girls.
-Thank you, Terry.
This one is to Alfie Moon,
proud father to be and king of the scammers.
Talk of the devil, it's Alfie.
Fiver says it's two girls. You up for it?
Yeah, go on, then, put your money down.
I reckon, one of each.
I don't approve of gambling.
Oh, what's the matter? Scared you're going to lose?
Oh! Fighting talk! OK, fiver...
Fiver says it's a false alarm.
-Well, come on then...
-Put us out of our misery
Oh, we were so close!
We almost had that beautiful gear in our grasp.
But listen, Kat, when your waters break for real,
we're going to get straight back there, OK?
And if we give 'em a bit of a sob story,
we might be able to tap 'em up for some free nappies n'all.
-No, no, no, listen, Kat's right. We don't want to push it.
No, I mean I don't want to do the scam.
But scams are what we do. It's in our blood.
-Yeah, Mo's right.
-Look, I want to do it properly this time.
We're talking about free gear.
Tommy was born on the cellar floor of The Vic.
I do not want to risk these two being born in an aisle of some shop
just to save a few quid.
That's all very well, but money don't grow on trees.
Don't I know it.
Oh, come on listen, Kat's right.
-Listen, come on, sweetheart, why don't you get upstairs
and have a bit of a rest, OK?
-I'll make you a cup of tea, yeah?
Listen, Mo. Kat deserves everything to go right this time,
we don't want to take any chances.
How we going to afford all the stuff for the twins now?
When the bugle starts playing, I want you to lower the flag.
Everything all right, Grandma?
Yes. Lance Corporal Carter here, he's been ever so helpful.
Good stuff. Right, well, I'm here now. Ready, willing and able.
Permission to fall out, ma'am?
-Oi. You avoiding me or something?
Right. You going to come and see me do my duty later?
I'm not sure.
Come on, it'd mean a lot you being there with me.
Why don't we just put an ad in The Walford Gazette?
"Whitney and Lee are seeing each other."
That's a bit much, but I kinda like it.
You know we've got to keep it quiet. We can't let anyone...
Anyone would think you're ashamed of me.
You know it's not like that.
Tam, what are these two Herberts doing on my pitch?
-They were given permission.
Let me guess.
What are you doing here?
Just grabbing some lunch.
Are you all right?
-Yeah. I've just been to see Patrick.
-How is he?
He's doing OK. I just wish I could spend more time with him.
But your dad's going to need me around more what with this appeal.
Yeah, well... I thought your dad would have told you.
Well, the police want him to go on TV and do an appeal about Lucy.
Right. But why didn't he tell me?
What is it?
He just... He didn't seem very keen on the idea.
-Well... Having to relive it all.
Going up there in front of the cameras.
And what people will think.
Yeah, but it's a good thing though, surely?
-I mean, there's nothing bad that can come from it.
I'm just worried it might be a bit much for your dad to cope with.
Oi, I wasn't finished with that.
You have been sat there for over an hour.
Either order something else or sling your hook. One egg in your sandwich?
Nothing gets past you, does it?
-Well, look, maybe I can help you out?
Well, yeah. We could do with the money.
What do you know about cooking?
I cook at home sometimes. And it's better than my mum's.
-Well, that's not saying much, is it?
-Come on, mate!
-Yeah, all right, I'll be with you in a second!
But if you don't need the help...
A trial shift. Unpaid.
What do you think you're doing?
I'm eating my lunch. It's pretty good, actually.
-You should try the new menu.
-No. You gave my pitch away.
You broke market rules.
Aleks... Come on. They're rules.
That's what rules... They're meant to be broken.
Nope. As a matter of fact, they're meant to be observed
at all times.
I-I'm sorry, all right?
What, does that mean I can have my pitch back?
Listen, I get your point, OK?
And it won't happen again, all right?
It certainly won't.
I've reallocated your pitch on a permanent basis.
That's a bit harsh.
I know, I get it that you don't like me. I understand that.
But listen, I thought Kat was going into labour.
I need that pitch.
Aleks, come on, you're a dad. You understand.
It's too late now.
You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Listen, this is nothing personal. I'm just doing my job, OK?
Anyway, I've gotta get going. I'll see you later.
I'm sorry, Alfie.
I'll try and talk to him, yeah?
Don't forget to turn the bacon.
-What are you doing?
No. You can't leave those there either. Eggs not yet, all right?
This job is all about timing. You do things in the right order,
then you bring it together at the end, OK?
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
-Oh, no, look, I will get the hang of it.
Look, how am I meant to learn if you don't let me do it?
All right. Turn the bacon.
Come on, quicker than that. You can do it.
When you've done that, two eggs in that pan, yeah?
Don't get any shell in there.
You'll never get a refund on them now.
Yeah. Well, they were too small anyway.
You know, you don't have to go through with this.
Not if you don't want to.
No-one's going to think any less of you.
Apart from me kids.
They already think their old man's a melt.
But they don't know why, right?
-This isn't your fault.
-But it is, Mick. We both know that.
-I was the one that did this to you.
-You was just a kid yourself.
-Doesn't make it right.
-What's done is done.
Look, if there was anything I could do to make it easier for you,
then I would, right?
You could join me on the swim.
Ooh, I'd have to shave me legs first.
Oh, yeah. You'd need a blowtorch for that, wouldn't you?
So it looks like you're going to have to go through with it.
I thought you said no-one would think any less of me
-if I didn't do it.
-You didn't really believe that rubbish, did you?
Can't have people out there thinking that Mick Carter's a softie.
Nah. Anyone would think I wore a pink dressing gown.
So you're going to go out there tomorrow and show them
what you're made of, and I'm going to be there cheering you on.
What would I do without my big sister, eh?
I've let you down in the past.
-I won't do that again, I promise.
-I know that.
I'm proud of you, Mick!
Yeah, well, don't forget to do that bikini line, will you?!
There you go. Timed to perfection.
That's not bad. Now do the same again. Four times.
Coming right up.
PHONE CHIMES There you go, sorry about the wait.
So what's all this in aid of then?
No reason. Just want a drink and a girlie chat, you know?
So the ceremony starts at three o'clock,
and my Lee's the flag bearer.
Well, I'll be there. Pay my respects.
Oh, and Babe will be cooking up a storm for a free buffet
-back here after.
-I'll definitely be there for that.
-There is something I wanted...
-The nerve of the woman.
Like a few sausage rolls are going to make up for what they've done.
-Just leave it, Bianca.
-Don't let her pull the wool over your eyes
with all that hero talk. They're wrong 'uns the lot of them.
-OK, let's go.
-No, I haven't even had my drink yet.
Some people have just got no class.
Ah, thank you very much. There you go,
that's another lunchtime service successfully survived.
So, how did I do?
Yeah. Not bad for a first time. There you go.
-But I thought...
-You've earned it.
Are you feeling all right?
Do you know who you reminded me of?
Lucy on her first day here.
She was even more hopeless than you and she was twice as stubborn.
Yeah, well, that must run in the family.
So, cos I had such a great first day, do I get a second?
Yeah, why not? We make a good team.
-No. Thank you.
For reminding me what us Beales do best - stubbornness.
What's the matter?
You were a bit harsh on Alfie before, weren't you?
I don't think so.
Aleks, he's got kids on the way.
A few weeks ago he was trying to split us up,
-now you're defending him?
-No, I'm not... I'm not defending him.
I just think you should...be the bigger man, yeah, give him a break.
And why would I do that?
Because I'll be very, very, grateful.
Well, if you put it like that.
What are we going to do without your stall?
Kat, sweetheart, I'm not going to lose my stall, all right?
Ha! Head in the clouds as usual.
Shut up. Why don't you go and play with the traffic?
She's right. You can't just bury your head in the sand.
That's great. One minute my head's in the clouds,
next minute it's in the sand. No wonder I've got a bleedin' headache.
-This ain't a joke, Alfie.
-Kat, sweetheart, just relax.
I've got it all in hand.
This time tomorrow I'll be back on my stall, OK? We'll be fine.
Liam, what you doing?
I left my wallet here from my shift earlier.
Are you working here?
Yeah. Ian hired me today.
Well, what with everything going on with Nan, you know,
-we could do with the money.
-Look at you. You're all grown up.
-Do you want a coffee?
-Er, yeah, go on, then.
I'm not holding you up, am I?
I thought I might go to that memorial service later.
What would you do that for?
-Because it's important.
Don't they teach you nothing at school?
Well, no, look, it's just a load of old people going to dress up.
What? Are you joking?
It's 100 years since the First World War started.
And blokes like you went off and got themselves killed for this country.
In fact, blokes even younger than you.
Pretended that they were old enough to fight.
Some of them never came back. Never saw their families again.
I think that's pretty important, don't you?
Well, yeah, if you put it like that.
Right, that's why it's important that we show our support.
You getting involved with all this war stuff,
it hasn't got anything to do with that Lee Carter, has it?
It's just the right thing to do.
-All right, love. How was work?
Erm... It was good actually. Very good.
Erm... Listen, love, about this appeal.
Right, I've been thinking about that.
I'm not going to do it.
No, I know it's stubborn of me, right,
but I am not going to be bullied into something I don't want to do.
Well, you know, it's just that...
Have you told him?
Told me what?
I've called the police
and I'm going to be doing the appeal with you.
I know, I know you're worried about it.
But, I mean, this is our chance
to finally find out what happened that night.
And I'm going to be there to support you.
And one of our brave soldiers, our very own Lance Corporal Lee Carter,
is going to lower the flag in memory of all them what have fallen.
You think you're clever? Going over my head to my boss?
-It was nothing personal.
-He had no choice.
Aleks, I know we haven't always seen eye-to-eye,
but why don't we just put this behind us,
call it a truce and move on? What do you say?
Great. I'll see you bright and early on my stall tomorrow then.
"They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
"Straight of limb, true of eye..."
I guess there's only room for one hero in this family.
I'm doing the swim. For my pride. For my family.
But most of all, to get a bull's-eye out of you, you dry lunch.
"..with their face to the foe.
"They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old.
"Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
"At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them."
-We will remember them.
THE LAST POST PLAYS
Me and Lee are seeing each other.
Yeah. And I know you don't approve. But that's OK.
Because no matter what you think of his family,
Lee is actually a really nice bloke.
And I know I've messed up in the past,
and probably will again in the future,
but this is my life and they are my mistakes to make on my own. Yeah?
Yeah, I do think you're making a mistake. If that's what you want
to do, there's nothing I can do about it, is there?
Just don't expect me to be pally with that gobby mother of his.
What do you think you're playing at?
You haven't returned any of my texts.
Have you not got the message, you messed up junkie?
You don't call me, you don't text me and you don't come round here.
-I need money.
-You've not got a hold over me any more.
-Denise knows everything.
-But the cops don't.
THE LAST POST PLAYS
I'm sure they'd be interested in
what you were really up to on Good Friday.
Police won't believe you.
Might make them wonder what else you lied about.
Double what we agreed last time. By tomorrow.
I'm glad you and Alfie managed to sort out your differences.
That's what he thinks.
He may have won this battle, Mr Masood,
but I will win the war.
Well, I think we can safely say that was a small victory to Alfie Moon.
-Good. Cos you don't want to be rocking the boat now
-we've got these two on the way.
-Sweetheart, love of my life,
from now on it's just going to be smooth sailing
-on the good ship Moon, all right?
I'll get it.
I've come home!
Breakfast. Need to get your strength up for your big swim.
Nah, you mean frogman!
Come on, get up, old man.
I was thinking, after yesterday. You don't have to do this.
I can make it go away.
You know, you was right, Shirl. I'm doing this.
'Course you are.
But if you change your mind I can come up with a plan that you
get there too late to do the swim.
-And they can all blame me.
-You even listening?
Just giving you the option.
Don't want it.
You like it.
C'mon, this is good for you.
Here, you don't think she's going to ask to be at the birth, do you?
It's just a visit.
Funny timing though, Kat, I mean,
you as big as a house on the verge of dropping.
-You need to talk to her.
You talk to her. I can hardly get my breath.
Ain't got time, I've got to sort out the baby shower, ain't I?
What baby shower?
Come on, the one Mo's organised.
She's got everyone coming round today.
Wants to do a garage sale on the presents we double up on.
-And even the ones we don't.
-She's such a villain.
All right, Jean?
Yeah, I've got your money,
but you're not coming to the Square for it.
All right. Yeah, I know that place. OK. Half past four.
And then we're done.
Guess who I spoke to earlier?
No idea, a farmer giving away free apples?
What did she want?
She's got this PR guy, Abernethy, he's going to talk to us
about what'll happen at Lucy's appeal.
That's not till next week. Next Tuesday.
Yeah, but he's going to tell us what to expect,
ask us what we want to say and tell us how to best get it across.
So he's been through this, has he?
His daughter's been murdered, has she?
Dad, Emma says it's a good idea. They're coming round this afternoon.
I can't... I've got the em, the swimming gala.
I've got to, it's for Mick, it's important for him.
I think this is pretty important too.
But the appeal's not till next week, can't they come another time?
Look, I know that it's hard. I know it's hard, but I'll be there.
Peter, you don't understand.
I'm going through this as well.
It's not just the swimming.
Look, Dad, I know. I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have sprung it on you. Just let it sink in.
Have a think. Then let me know.
So what do you reckon?
Oh, now how did that get there?
-All right, Flipper?
-Go, mackerel Mick!
This is a bit weird having your dad's face on your chest,
but seeing as it's you.
That's very sweet. So you're all coming, yeah?
-Not all of us.
-I drew the short straw on that.
Going to have to stay behind and man the pub. Nance's going to film it.
Yeah. Probably just stream it live into the Square.
Nah. No-one's filming nothing.
Dad, right, this is for England!
Oh, Lily, stop wriggling.
Aleks. Alfie Moon.
Won't be around today, got a touch of the old Montezuma's.
Put it down to Kat's cooking. I'll be back tomorrow. Right, bye.
Lily, please stand still.
Alfie, that's our livelihood.
I don't need you watching over me every second.
Hey, time out. Don't get stressed.
All right? I'll cover the shortfall.
Yeah, you'd better.
-Spoke to Ollie lately?
-Oh, I give up!
Tommy, we can play!
What's the matter, a lover's tiff?
Come on, you can tell me, I've had my fair share.
I told you, we're not together.
But as Kat says...
They have a life, don't they, relationships?
And this one stopped living.
Anyway, it means I can be here for the baby shower.
And that's all that matters.
Come on, ladies, last chance, a thousand lengths, £1 a length.
Nah, I'm only joking, it's a fiver.
Serious, just put what you can afford.
All for a good cause, a school bus for the little 'uns.
What about you, Marie? Come on.
Only got an hour till it starts.
Billy, me old mucker. Here you go.
No way. These all legit signatures?
I'll have you know, I've got a very charitable clientele base,
modelled in my own image and likeness. What time do you
-need me there?
-Well, starts at 11 but you and Mick are doing
the last 20 lengths, so you don't have to get there till three-ish.
A cheeky ten lengths each, is it?
Uh, no... You're doing 19, Mick's doing one.
I love you, Bill, your humour's underrated.
Except I'm not joking.
What, he's doing one length?
Yeah...but it's better than none.
Well, not a lot better. It's one better.
It's for charity, ain't it? You take what you can get.
So, what've you put me down for, girls?
Tell me you're 100% sure about doing this
and I won't say another word.
I know what you're seeing in your head, Mick.
You're seeing water rising, filling your nose and mouth, and...
Well, lucky you've been practising.
Yeah. But... not the jumping in.
Like, the dive. Y'know, Ian's taught me to swim but...
-Look, Mick, let me sort it.
-It's only a couple of seconds.
-I go under, and then come up. It's doable.
I'm not going to be that kid who drowns again! OK?
Look, let me tell them that I'm going to take you.
And whatever car we go in, it breaks down...
I'm doing it! I'm doing it, OK?
I'm doing it because I need to put it to bed.
I need to move on. I'm doing it, not just for me.
I'm doing it for both of us.
Because we both need to move on. OK?
Shh... Just save the cuddle for when I finish the length.
Yeah? Just give me something to aim for.
Well, you've either been drinking or boxing.
Oh, you never said. So I expect you'll want your kiss.
You missed the boat. It was Saturday.
Oh, so I've got to wait for another year? You're a cruel woman.
Don't think I'll bother next year. Had to buy these myself.
You're not serious?
Dexter's with Ava, don't suppose Rainie'd care
whether I was alive or dead.
Oh, I did get a card from Tanya,
with the sale price still on the back.
Even Lauren and Abi forgot.
Well, at least let me buy you another coffee.
No, no, no, I don't want presents, Stan.
Never get what you want. Birthday cards?
You chuck 'em away after a couple of days.
You can't hide everything behind those.
Nan, I am so sorry.
I completely forgot, I've just had loads to do recently.
Save it for next year.
Give the girl a break, you were moaning just now.
Come on, just pick whatever you want,
anything you want, and I'll get it for you. Please?
I don't do presents.
Oh! Baby showers. Do you know, I've never been to one before.
It's all a bit exciting.
So what happened with you and Ollie?
You two were so perfect for each other.
Yeah. Listen Jean, you can always use me.
I'm happy to give him a call,
I can act as United Nations peacekeeping, you know.
Can we just forget about Ollie?
You're trying to keep him alive but I don't want to.
Jean, you're not here for a baby shower, we all know that.
All right, all right. Hands up. You've got me.
I'm here to see Stacey.
I've just got something I need to show her.
-What did Emma say?
-What do you mean?
-About cancelling this afternoon.
-Well, I thought you were
-going to have a think about it?
-Peter, you knew what I meant.
I thought you were going to come round to it.
I said no. All right? Get it changed.
All right, well, it's my turn to say no.
-All right, fine. I'll call her then. It's fine.
-Dad, we're doing it.
I can't, I'm busy later.
What is this? You're just not interested any more?
-You done with Lucy? Is that it?
-How dare you?!
OK, then tell me what's so important
that you can't be there this afternoon.
I just can't be.
OK. What about next Tuesday,
where are you going to be? Busy again?
-I dunno. Maybe.
-Dad, this is Lucy!
Peter, have you thought that... maybe I can't do it?
I can't go through with it.
What and you think that I can? I need you there, Dad.
Please call Emma.
She's coming round this afternoon, with this bloke,
and I'm not seeing 'em on my own.
Do you understand? We're doing this for Lucy!
Everything we do is for Lucy.
I'm sorry. I am, but I need to be somewhere else.
What? Where are you going? Dad? Dad!
Ian. Ian... You got a sec?
Just... I need a few last-minute pointers.
Did you know Mick was only swimming one length?
-Well, how come? It's pathetic.
-You're about 50 years too late.
-Hey, come over here a sec, gorgeous.
-What are you doing?
-Yeah. Need a word.
What he meant to say was,
if it's not too much trouble, could he PLEASE have a word?
Uh, yeah, yeah. What's it about?
I've got a proposition for you.
Toes to the edge. Then reach out with your arms.
Put your palms together, that's it.
Now tuck your head in, cos you don't want your nose to be
the first thing that hits the water.
-Right, so, like that? Yeah?
Nah, bit too much. Just tuck your chin in. In my case, chins.
Right. Bend your knees, just roll forward and in.
Mick...think about it, mate.
Weeks ago, you couldn't swim. Now look at you.
You're helping the school get its minibus.
You hold on to that, cos you stepped up when you had to.
There's not many can say that.
QUIZ SHOW PLAYS ON TV
I saw this and - well - you can see for yourselves.
I mean, I want to give it to Stacey
because it's about making an appeal...
-No here, read it.
It was left on the seat of a bus, of all things.
I mean, like a sign! You know I don't read the papers,
but there this one was, lying right under my nose.
-So you think Stacey should appeal?
-This man did.
-This is irrelevant.
This bloke got off because there was new evidence,
a new witness came forward. That's why he had grounds for appeal.
-That's not how I read it.
-She doesn't want out.
-She says that...
Because it's the truth.
Lily asks me every day when is she going to see her mum!
And I have to keep lying.
Now you try keeping that up for another five years!
It's not fair on her, a child should be able to see their mum.
If you'd gone to prison for perjury, what would you be telling Tommy now?
Maybe I should come with you.
You worried that I'm going to upset Stacey?
I won't be able to soon, cos I'll be
-knee-deep in nappies.
-So you are worried then.
Right, Richard, there's your change and there's a card.
Book an appointment next time, yeah.
Take a seat.
Yeah, as if I'd let you near my barnet.
-I need a favour.
-Well, you want to keep on walking,
you're not going to find one here.
-That swim you're doing. If Mick can't manage it...
-What's complicated about one length?
-You going to hear me out or not?
-You haven't said anything yet.
Mick's just learned to swim.
Ian's been giving him lessons, he can just about manage a length.
So what I'm saying is, if he can't manage it, will you step up
and do the last length for him?
He can't be seen letting anyone down.
No, of course not. That would be shameful(!)
So you'll do it? This one nice thing?
-What, like all the nice things you've done for me?
-No, not for me.
For a bloke who nearly drowned when he was one
and hasn't been near water since.
-Does he know you don't think he can do it?
-I'm not saying that.
Don't worry. Not going to let him look like a right berk, am I?
Imagine that, poor bloke.
OVER LOUD-HAILER: 100 lengths to go, ladies and gents,
hundred lengths till the magic moment.
Phwoar, do you reckon they need help towelling down?
Maybe you should ask them.
-Where's the mighty mackerel then?
-He'll be here.
ANSWER PHONE: 'Hi, Mr Shirov, it's Lewis at waste management...'
Mr Masood, draft a letter. Dear Mr Moon, you have failed to appear
on your stall for the second time running...
I've missed half of that.
Alfie didn't bother to turn up. This time it's game over.
-'Aleks, it's Alfie Moon.
'I'm not going to be around today, touch of the old Montezuma's.
'Put it down to Kat's cooking. I'll be back tomorrow.'
Maybe not. I'll just write that up, like the professional I am.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Messages deleted.
What are you doing?
-I haven't done anything.
-I was still writing it up.
Writing what up?
How does doing this make anything better?
You feel that? I just pressed the mute button.
I don't even know what that means.
There you are, thought I'd missed you.
I knew you'd show.
Well, I do try - sometimes.
You couldn't, erm, grow a beard and dye your hair dark, could you?
What and change places with you?
Mick, you're going to be fine. You will be.
Anyway, you wouldn't want to change places with me.
Oh come on. You're doing all right. Look where you were.
I'm taking heart from that. Me and you, you know,
we're both trying to move on.
-What time's your swim?
-Soon. Very, very soon.
Look, I'll stay and watch you,
but I'm going to have to shoot straight off afterwards.
Nah, it's just one of those things.
-Not really part of my job but...
-But you'll get your reward one day.
-Donna, excuse me. Can I have a word?
Good news. A pitch has become available.
News to me. Where?
Yeah. Was. Now it's available.
So we can expand into it?
Yes, you can. If he can't be bothered to turn up.
Imagine the council seeing this.
They'd be all over me, asking,
"Who's this Alfie Moon, why is he not here?"
I don't know the answers. I can't help the man.
Oh, thanks for the tea.
Alfie needs that stall. That's his livelihood.
If it's so important, where is he?
He's ill, it said so in the message.
Five more lengths. Five more lengths, Dean. Come on, Dean!
Go on, boys.
Come on, everybody, let's have a cheer for these heroes!
-All right, Shirley?
Oi. I'm not being funny, but what if Dad drowns?
-I dunno, he looks ill, Mum.
That's just the light in here.
I really don't like these places.
We won't be coming for much longer.
-You can't not visit her, Jean.
-No, no - I've been making calls.
-To get her moved somewhere else?
-What? Why would I do that?
So what are you talking about?
I showed the newspaper article to a solicitor.
And I told you it doesn't apply.
There's no new evidence or surprise witnesses.
But there is something.
Jean, I thought we was here so Lily can see her mum.
-Please don't do this.
-He says we stand a good chance.
I know how to get Stacey out.
I do. All you have to do is back me up.
One more length after this,
ladies and gents, one more length! Go on, boy! Go on, Dean!
Mick, go on, my son!
SHOUTS OF ENCOURAGEMENT
-What's he doing?
-Come on, Dad, you've got this!
I can do it for you, Mick, if your bottle's gone?
-Go on, Dad! Come on, let's go down.
Come on, Dad, you can do this. Come on, you know you can.
-Get in, Dad.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
Come on, Mick!
Go on, Dad! Come on!
That's it, Dad!
We're so proud of you!
I love you!
Go on! Go!
A thousand lengths, everyone! A thousand flaming lengths!
MUSIC: "Roar" by Katy Perry
I told you not to bring her here.
Never mind that.
Sit down Stacey, only you'll want to hear this.
Peter, no, please, just hear me out.
Look, I'm sorry about earlier on. I dunno what I was thinking.
I guess I panicked, I was...scared.
I will meet with Emma, OK? I'm Lucy's dad, aren't I?
I'm still that. I'll see you in a bit.
Here you are. You can have these. Look better on a man.
Well, actually, I'm the one who's handing out gifts.
Happy birthday, Cora.
Not your type of flower?
-These were in my wedding bouquet.
-Well, how about that.
How about that indeed... especially as Lauren's just asked me
what my favourite flowers are.
-Well, there's a coincidence.
If you've got time, I'd like to buy you a drink later.
What do you say?
What do you think I'm going to say?
Are you serious?
Lily, go and play with the dolly, go on.
Look, not now, Lily! Please, run along.
Go on, darling. It's boring grown-up stuff.
Go on, then. Tell her everything you told me.
I want you to appeal, Stacey.
I want you to contact your solicitor, Mr Harrison,
and tell him you want the, erm, the verdict overturned.
I can't do that, Mum. I've already said I'm guilty.
But you want out, don't you?
I mean, you want to be with Lily.
I mean, you don't want her growing up and growing away from you.
I can't believe you brought her here knowing that she'd say all this.
I didn't, she's sprung it on us both.
-Well, you're not exactly stopping her.
-Maybe you should listen to her.
Mum, I'm all right in here. Well, I'm all right as I can be.
Well, I'm not all right.
And you've got something that can get you out of here.
In fact, it's the only thing that will.
Your bipolar is legitimate grounds for an appeal.
You can use that in your defence, and get a judge to reconsider.
Are you hearing this?
Yeah, I am. And I'm also looking at Lily.
And she needs her mum.
# What's the story, morning glory?
# Need a little time to wake up, wake up
# Need a little time to wake up, wake up. #
Took your time.
Do you know what I'm going through right now?
It's the worst thing ever and you can't even see that, can you?
You're not even human, are you?
CAR HORN BEEPS
Hand it over!
Hey. You all right, mate?
Oi! Oi, the price just doubled! Do you hear me?!
All right there, sweetheart, what can I do for you?
-Don't be shy, want me to slide in beside you, yeah?
-Yeah, course you do.
-What are you, a brass?
-Cash up front.
No, no, listen, babe, you've got the wrong geezer.
OK, so can you just...?
Don't be embarrassed, your first time or what?
Listen, move away from the car, yeah? Please.
Licence, please, sir.
I know what you're thinking. This ain't what it looks like, so...
Step out of the car, please, Mr Carter.
I literally... I pulled up to see a mate, and...
-Ask the bird.
Babe, babe - can you please tell 'em I weren't doing nothing.
-I ain't got time for this.
-Yeah, we all know how busy you are, Lorraine.
Can you please let go of me?
Now, for the third time, I'm asking you to step out of the car, sir.
Can you tell him, please!
Do as I say now or you'll be nicked for obstructing the police.
This is ridiculous. I pulled over cos I saw a mate of mine
and she comes marching over to me.
So where is this friend, then?
Good mate, is he?
It could work, Stace.
Really, it could.
I think you should back off now, Jean.
-You've said your piece.
-No, not now!
Mummy's just talking to Nanny.
OK? Why don't you go over there with Auntie Kat?
Yeah. Come on, darling.
I wasn't ill when I killed Archie. You're asking me to lie.
I am asking you to put your daughter first.
That's exactly what I am doing!
When I get out of here, I'll be able to finally look Lily in the eye
knowing I haven't screwed her up somehow.
Oh, like I did you, you mean?
No, Mum. I'm trusting you to look after her, ain't I?
I've got faith in you. You're doing a brilliant job.
Just don't bring her back here. OK? It just makes it harder.
You do realise this woman is known to us as a prostitute?
Well, I didn't think she was a librarian(!)
I didn't realise that when I pulled up. That's the point.
-I ain't that sort of bloke.
-And what sort of bloke's that?
I'm a happily married man.
I've got three kids about me. I wouldn't go with a tart like that.
-What did you just say?
-Oh, now it's listening.
No, what did he just call me - a tart?
-Wind it in, darling.
-That's not what you usually say
-when you're begging for more, is it?
-So you do know this man?
-Too right, I do - he's one of my regulars.
I've never seen this bird in my life. She don't even know my name.
No, don't get a good night kiss neither, do I?
-Shut your mouth!
Michael Carter, I am arresting you
on suspicion of soliciting a prostitute.
Oh, leave it out, mate!
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court.
This is not happening. This cannot be happening.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
I've just done a charity swim!
And bring her in for questioning.
Oi. Wait for your dad.
It's all right. We'll open up another bottle when he gets here.
Yeah. That's the good thing
-about living in a boozer.
-So he did well, then?
I am so proud of that man. He has come such a long way.
Yay, 25 metres!
Oi - don't take the mick.
Johnny, it's a hard thing to conquer your fears like that.
Quite right. Cheers, Shirley.
Oi, you papping us?
It's for Dad. Wife and sister in getting-on-shocker!
All right, boys? Mick's on his way.
Oh. That's a bit of an anti-climax. Wanted to congratulate him.
Yeah - been totting up the sponsor forms.
Reckon we've got enough for Janet's minibus already.
And guess who drummed up the most money?
Oh, where is that gorgeous man of mine?
-I want to snog his face off!
-Right, let's have an 'Appy Hour!
-Oh. Cease-fire over.
What about Ian? He should get some credit an' all.
Give him a tinkle, would you, Johnny?
Tell him there's a drink behind the bar with his name on it.
GROWLS IN FRUSTRATION
Lily's upstairs playing with Tommy.
How long have you been cooking this scheme up?
-I wish you'd told me about it.
-Why? So you could talk me out of it?
Made you see sense, yeah.
Stacey is a Slater -
and once she's made her mind up, there's no turning it.
Amen to that.
Look, this baby shower, I think we should cancel it.
Why? Because of me?
My nan's gone missing and it was her idea in the first place.
And it's been a long day.
And you're not the one carting this lump about.
I could murder a drink.
Look, I'm fine. Really, I am.
Too late anyway.
Alfie. We need to keep a close eye on her -
-she ain't right at the moment.
-OK, OK. Come on.
Smile. There's people.
SCREAMS OF DELIGHT
Welcome back to the land of poo.
Jean? Hello! Didn't know you was here!
-Couldn't miss Kat's big day.
-Hello. Go through to the living room.
-Thanks. Go through.
-Is Lily here?
Where've you been? I've been trying to call you.
Emma's here and she's with the bloke that's running the TV appeal.
But, darling, it's all right. I'm right here.
Ian, hi. Can I introduce you to my colleague Ross Abernethy.
He's the police press officer
in charge of running the appeal next week.
Yeah. I'm sorry, I didn't...
Don't apologise, Ian.
It's completely natural to feel daunted by this process,
which is why I'm here.
I'm experienced in handling the media.
They can be a little lively sometimes, but as long as we're
properly prepared, we shouldn't fall into any of their traps.
Ultimately we all want the same result -
to catch the person responsible for Lucy's murder.
So, are you ready for the old heave-ho?
Not really, but I'm sick of being a big old storage unit
so I suppose it's the only way.
Being pregnant is the most wonderful feeling in the whole world.
Waking up and feeling useful, every day having a purpose,
growing that little tiny body inside you.
And then you have it,
and then suddenly they're not part of you any more.
They're out there in the big wide world.
Nice one, Jean. I can't wait for 'em to get here.
Guess what they call me at the hospital? A geriatric mother.
Can you believe that? MUSIC STARTS UP
Why don't you all go to the Vic?
Let your hair down while you've got the chance?
-That's not a bad idea, Jean.
-I could murder a pint.
-No, no - I shouldn't.
-Why not? I'll look after the kids.
-Nah, it's not fair on you, Jean.
-Yes, it is.
I'll get the kids' tea on
and then we'll snuggle up on the sofa and watch a DVD.
I'll be glad of the peace and quiet,
-to be honest.
-Sounds like a plan. Let's go to the chippy first.
-You jealous of my belly or something?
I'm going to have to meet you
over there - just got to go and do the kids' tea.
-Whit, we're going, come on!
-See you over there, girls.
All right, darling. Gotcha. Lovely.
DI Keeble will do an introduction and give a summary of how
the case is going, but ultimately it's you the public wants to see.
What do you want my dad to say?
Well, we'll state the facts - we know
she took a bus to meet Jake Stone at the flats on Walford Common and
then came back to his flat with him, but after that point we have gaps.
She was killed between 9.30 and midnight,
but we need witnesses to help narrow that down.
And you'll be the person
who gets through to the public on a personal level, Ian.
So that's why it's best to speak from the heart.
Have you had any thoughts? Ian?
No, no. It's all right - it's a lot to take in.
The killer. I mean, do you think they're going to be watching?
It's the station. I've got to take this.
Excuse me. Sorry.
Yes. I'm at the Beales' now.
Would you just go and play somewhere else, please, Lily?
Lily. Would you just go in the front room
and play with Tommy until I call you.
Ahh! Stacey! Lily! What did I tell you? Stop mucking about!
It's only a balloon.
Oh, Lily, I'm so sorry. Lily? Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have shouted. I won't do it again.
-You always say that.
I know, but I mean it this time.
I love you.
Do you love me?
-Oh. Say it then.
-I love you.
Hey, Tommy! Tommy, come here.
I've had an idea - how about...how about
we skip tea and we go out for some ice creams, eh?
Do you reckon Dad's hiding in that barnet?
Oh, Stan's waiting for you upstairs.
How can she fancy Grandad?
Are you decent?
More or less. Come in.
MUSIC: "Sway" by Dean Martin plays
Well, well, well. I wasn't expecting this.
Don't you look a picture!
What, this old thing?
-Happy late Birthday!
-See, we do love you really, Nan.
Lucky old me.
Do you have any questions for me?
What sort of things are the press going to ask us?
They'll be interested in the human story, so it could get personal,
but you don't have to answer
anything you don't feel comfortable with.
Think we're nearly done here.
Not quite, actually. Um, I've just had some news.
Can we do this alone, please?
I think it's best that everyone hears.
I'd rather we did it in private.
Ian, what's wrong?
I'm Lucy's dad. Haven't I got a right?
It won't take long, Ian.
That was DI Keeble - the CCTV footage from the bus
that Lucy caught to the common that night has come through,
and we think we should play it as part of the appeal.
We didn't want to say anything until we'd checked it out.
Yeah. no, it's OK. it's fine. It's OK.
What does it show?
The person who did it - do you think they're on it?
We don't know. But at the very least
we're hoping that it might help trigger someone's memory.
I'm going to try and get hold of that footage
-ahead of the broadcast for you, so that you can see it.
Ian, are you OK?
I'm going to get some air.
That's fine, Ian. I'll be in touch.
Dad? Do you want me to...?
There we go.
And there we go.
Hold it carefully.
Oh, no! Look what you've done! Oh, you silly girl!
-Jean? What are you doing here?
-Nothing. Buying ice cream.
-How's Brighton? Ollie?
-Fine. Why, has Kat said something?
No. I haven't seen Kat. Are you OK?
Not really, no. And Lily's spilt ice cream all down her dress!
You know, I hope that doesn't stain cos I only bought it last week.
-Well, I can't see anything.
-Well, look, it's there!
Jean! That's what kids do. They get sticky.
-And you're the expert, are you?
-Shall I get Kat?
You think that I can't cope with them?
Kat has said something, hasn't she?
Do you know, I saw her watching me earlier, waiting for me to slip up.
-And you're just the same.
-Jean, get a grip.
Oh, fine - if you're the expert, you take them.
Mick not with you?
-Hey, Dynamo Dean! Well done, mate.
-Did you not see him leave the pool?
He's a big boy, Linda. Sure he can find his own way home.
Listen, thanks for being nice to my grandad. It was really sweet.
-Did I really just say that?
I've never added an "o" at the end of a word in my life.
-I don't even know where that come from!
-Do you fancy him?
-I don't even know him.
-Ah, Lauren, I think it's really sweet.
Anyway, what about them two, eh? Do you reckon they're...you know?
Ugh, Lauren, I don't even want to think about it!
-I wish you wouldn't do that.
You're deliberately making me feel uncomfortable.
I wasn't. I was just thinking you've been to a lot of effort.
Don't flatter yourself, Stan, it wasn't for you.
Could have sworn your face fell
when those grandkids of yours put in an appearance.
Don't be ridiculous - they're family.
Nothing better than time all together.
No. Absolutely not. Nothing.
-What are they doing here? Where's Jean?
-Dunno. She legged it.
-She's on one, Kat. She's not well.
-I shouldn't have left her.
-Listen, do you want me to go look for her?
-No, take the kids home - I'll go and look for her.
-OK. Come on, Lily.
-Mick, I can explain.
Oh, good, good, because you're going to go in there and do exactly that.
-No! I can't, I can't.
-Yes, you can, Ian, and you will,
cos if you don't I'm going to be
-charged with picking up brass. Do you understand me?
Just give me a minute to explain. OK? This can't come out. Not now.
So you're telling me you pay that bird to have a roll about with you?
It's filth! When? What about your old woman?
-You promise you won't tell anyone?
-Bit late for reassurances, Ian.
It was... It was the night...
Look, it was a one-off, all right - it was a mistake.
I'd upset Peter and Lucy, and I went for a drive and...
..it wasn't planned.
And I suppose, you know, hooking up today, that was
-a coincidence as well?
-That's not what I was seeing her for today!
I was seeing her today because she's blackmailing me.
She's threatening to tell the police where I really was, Good Friday.
That's why I can't let this get in the way right now.
I can't take the rap for this.
You know, I've got Linda, I've got the kids to think about.
The police have asked me to do a TV appeal -
and if this comes out, the media's going to go crazy.
They're only going to be interested in me, and the person who did it,
who took Lucy's life away...
It's been four months...
and there's been nothing.
What if one stupid mistake...
..stops my Lucy from getting the justice she deserves?
I can't let her down.
I've got to go and pick up my motor, so...
let's just get back to the Square, yeah?
What would the lady say to a nightcap later?
The lady would say, I wear rollers in bed, ta.
Go on, then. Make it a whisky, before I hit the road.
Well, you know what I mean.
You, Stan Carter...
are all talk.
Grandad's a faster mover than me.
It's all right. I've found her.
They've let it go.
..overrun with dandelions.
And the roots - look!
They grow deep and they're strong.
If you don't keep on top of it, they...
Can I sit down?
I know that look.
Stacey used to give me that look.
-Are you taking your meds?
-Do you think I'd be so stupid?
-I'm sorry - I had to ask.
Maybe we should go and see the doctor anyway.
You just seem a bit...
I don't know what's happening.
I thought that if...if I could...
I thought that if I could get Stacey out,
if I, if I could...
convince her to come home,
then everything would get back to normal.
But that's not going to happen, is it?
Not unless you back me up.
Even if I did, you can't force her
to do something she doesn't want to do.
It's not me she wants. Lily? When she's hurt or upset,
it's not me she wants.
It's just a phase. She's missing her mum.
I want to be a good nan to her.
I do, but...there's so much to remember.
She's about to start school so there's school uniforms
and there's so many forms to fill in -
and then there's friends coming round
and other mums asking questions about Stacey
and my head goes into a spin and then I snap...
and then Lily gets upset and then I feel I've let her down.
Let Stacey down. Again.
Jean. It's OK. You don't have to do this on your own.
Ollie doesn't know about this.
No, I mean we'll help you. We will support you.
You're about to have twins.
Tommy, Mo - there's no room for me and Lily.
We'll make room.
Don't be silly. What would Alfie have to say about that?
What have I told you about Slater women putting their foot down?
I promise, Jean - we are all there for you.
I feel better already.
Probably just need... a good night's sleep.
I'll be right as rain.
What have you decided?
Ian. Feeling better?
I'm sorry I bolted.
For the lift.
Mick...I just wanted to say nice one, you know.
And thank you.
-It was only a length.
-No, I mean, the whole swimming thing.
It's really given Ian something to focus on these past few weeks.
I know he wouldn't say it himself,
but he's come to consider you as a mate.
So thank you.
I swear, if he's stopped off for a pint somewhere...
Why would he do that, Mum?
I don't know! Cos I don't want to think about the alternatives.
-Don't be stupid.
-I'm going to go and find him.
-There he is!
-Where've you been?
We'll talk later, all right.
ALL: # For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a jolly good fellow... #
Hello, Queen Vic.
I'm sorry, you'll have to speak up.
We're having a bit of a celebration.
Well done, mate!
-What about a speech? MICK:
-Leave it out, leave it out.
OK, I'll tell him.
TV: 'First up, he's visiting a block of flats...'
Right. Come on. Let's go down the pub. They're having a bash for Mick.
-No. I really don't think that's a good idea...
I've been staring at these four walls long enough. Come on.
So I told Jean that she's welcome to stay for as long she likes.
Of course. You're family, ain't you, sweetheart?
And it's great for Tommy - he thinks Lily's the bee's knees.
Right, that's settled. I'll put the kettle on.
-I'll do it.
-I can make a cup of tea, Kat.
FAINTLY: Don't look at me like that. She's fine.
Not what Shirley thought.
She's had a stressful day after splitting with Ollie.
A couple more days in this madhouse
and she'll be gagging to get back to Brighton.
I mean, my bum was flapping, know what I mean? But I'm over the moon.
-So you should be. You've done really well.
Can I steal my husband for a second?
L, sorry I'm late...
I've just had a phone call from your lawyer.
-That's right. You're in court tomorrow at two, apparently.
Ring any bells?
Why are you in court tomorrow at two?
-We're going to talk later, OK?
-Mick, you're scaring me.
Why are you sorry? What have you done?
It's not points on your licence, is it?
Worse? Mick, could you go to prison for this?
-I can't. I can't.
Listen, listen - have I ever lied to you before?
Right - so I'm really going
-to need you to trust me on this.
-Trust you about what?
I have reasons that I can't tell you.
-And they're good reasons.
-You can't tell me what?
I swear - I swear - I haven't done anything wrong.
Just...that's all you need to know.
You all right in there?
Alfie! Come here quick!
Mick, I need to know what happened.
I told you, it's nothing for you to worry about.
So you've said, but that's not good enough.
Baby, I know it's a big ask, but...
Like I said, I just can't get into it.
I need you to trust me. Please.
You're not leaving until you tell me.
Right, let's go.
Yeah, they're at the hospital now, so if you can get there
as quick as you can, that'd be great. All right, take care, bye.
(All right. Come and sit here.)
(Oh, Mum, what have you done?)
I know it looks bad, but they managed to stop the bleeding.
The doctor gave her a sleeping tablet to get her through the night,
so she should be coming round soon.
-Did Lily see?
-No, no, it's fine. Alfie took her and Tommy to daycare.
He would be here but he's had to stay on the stall.
We need the money.
I don't understand. She was all right yesterday.
Well, she was a bit wound up, but not enough to do this.
I thought she was coping.
If I wasn't inside...
Stace, this has got nothing to do with you being inside.
-Apparently they've split up.
Can't you take those off her?
It's not as if she's going anywhere.
-I'm not allowed.
-She's not exactly going to do a runner, is she?
-With her mother on her sick bed?
-Kat! She's just doing her job.
Why did she hurt herself?
No secrets, Mick. Ever.
That's always been our pact.
Now, I need you to promise
that you're not going to freak out until I finish, OK?
I was arrested for...
But they got it wrong.
Listen, listen. You know I would never, ever!
-Not in a million years.
-Then you need to explain.
I was on my way home, and I see a mate, sitting in his motor.
I pulled up. I didn't realise he was doing a bit of business.
The mate saw me and took off.
The bird comes up to me, thinking I'm a punter.
The Old Bill pull up behind me. I'm bang to rights.
Now, I told them straight,
but I'm not the first geezer to claim that it was a mistake, am I?
-Who's the mate?
-It doesn't matter who the mate is.
Mick. Who's the mate?
That pig! Oh, what about Denise? She'll be devastated.
No doubt, but I'm not going to tell her.
And neither are you.
-You're going to cover for that dirty little...
Listen, it's no wonder,
what the geezer's been through, that he's not thinking straight.
Why do you always do this, put yourself out for your mates
and then end up carrying the can? It's not right, Mick.
Ian has a TV appeal coming up next week to find Lucy's killer.
If the press get hold of this, they're going to rip him to shreds.
Which is why I have to keep my mouth shut.
Now, I've done nothing wrong.
The worst I'm going to get is a slapped wrist and sent home.
End of. OK?
Yeah, well done. Vultures have got nothing on you, have they?
No use running to Aleks. He gave me the pitch.
Right, I'm off down the hospital to see Patrick
and I'll pick us up something to eat while I'm out.
..I know it's daunting, but if the appeal jogs a memory
or gets someone to come forward who's kept quiet,
then...it'll be worth it.
You think it will?
Well, only takes one call.
What's this? You can't just take away a man's livelihood.
According to clause 2.5 of the Street Trading Licence conditions,
you breached market regulations by not turning up for work.
I know, I know, that's why I left a message, on your answerphone,
saying I was too ill to set up.
I didn't get a message.
Did you get a message, Mr Masood?
I must have missed it.
Well, he's hardly going to say anything, is he? Too scared.
Well, how about I just have a chat with your boss, then?
Please do. If you can prove you left a message. By all means.
You've got some nerve.
Alfie called. I came as soon as I could.
Well, you can go now, cos she's fine.
She don't need you - she's got her family.
How did this happen?
I don't know. But at least she's out of danger now.
We had a row and she stormed off to see Kat.
I thought she just needed a couple of days to calm down.
What? What is it?
She said you'd finished, that's why she came home.
No. We haven't finished.
She had this idea that you could appeal.
I didn't agree with it, and I didn't think you would either.
So, she got the right hump.
I thought she'd see sense but she's not been herself lately.
But why couldn't she talk to me?
Well, maybe you were part of the problem.
How do you mean?
Well, my mum's not very good at dealing with stress.
When things get a bit too much, she acts first and then thinks after.
Your mum's stress has got nothing to do with me.
I would do anything for her.
-You want a brew?
-Nah, I'd better go and give the kids a hand.
Listen, I want to thank you for understanding.
when the police realise that I wasn't a punter,
they'll drop the charges and we can just put this behind us.
And what if they don't?
It's my word against some crackhead wrong 'un
who don't even know what day of the week it is.
I mean, who would you believe, eh?
I couldn't find the tea bags. Any chance of a cuppa?
She's missed a couple of doctor's appointments,
but I know she's been taking her medication.
Well, the doctor will be doing his rounds soon.
We'll find out more then.
-But looking after Lily's been hard on her.
-What do you mean?
Well, tell me.
There was a day down at the pier. She lost sight of Lily.
Just for a few minutes.
-She did what?!
-Lily was fine, but Jean got herself into a state.
Called the emergency services. Police, coastguard.
'Course, Lily had just wandered off to have a look at the rides.
Why didn't you let us know?
I was going to, but Jean begged me not to.
I've never had to deal with this sort of thing before.
-I didn't know what to do for the best.
-None of us do.
I didn't realise you were still here.
Stan asked me to stay over.
-He not joining you?
-He's in the bathroom.
Don't feel you've got to keep me company.
I'm sure you've got a busy day.
Only a delivery - they can manage.
Got bigger worries, eh?
-So, you heard me and Mick, then?
-I could hardly miss it.
Well, I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone.
He won't be the first husband to think the grass is greener.
You know nothing about my husband,
so do me a favour and keep your grubby opinions to yourself!
You two playing nice?
Can't you tell?
Linda's not really a morning person.
Any chance of a cup of tea?
-Moon! What's the coup?
-You all right, Tel?
-Two boys? Two girls? One of each?
I saw an ambulance outside your house last night.
I was a bit annoyed that you didn't call me.
No, no, that wasn't for Kat. It was for Stacey's mum, Jean.
She's staying with us at the moment.
-She was taken poorly, you know.
-Is she all right?
Yeah, she's on the mend now. Kat's with her, but...
it ain't doing Kat or the babies
-any good, I tell you.
-No, I can imagine.
Well, at least they've got you to lean on now, ain't they?
Fat lot of good that is.
Can you believe that Aleks has done me up like a kipper?
He's taken my pitch and now I've got no job.
Well, there's nothing I can do for you?
Well, later on I've got to shift
-some of my old stock, so you could give us a hand?
Oh, well done! Any chance of getting
-served this side of Christmas?
-Oh, give him a break!
Marie's gone on holiday. I've only got one pair of hands.
Well, listen, mate. I'm more
than happy to give you a hand, you know, for some readies.
I dunno. Ian left me in charge. He might not like it.
No, listen, I can talk to him.
I can square it up with him. It'll be fine, yeah?
-All right then. Cheers.
-Yeah, yeah, good lad, nice one.
I didn't think it'd be so hard, me being away.
It's got to get easier, ain't it?
-We've just gotta get on with it.
-Bet you could do with
-a cup of tea, couldn't you?
Kat, I'm sorry, you don't need all this stress.
None of us do.
Sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm just really tired.
No, you're right.
I didn't think about what me being inside would do to Lily,
or you or Mum.
Look at her, she needed me.
She's always needed me...
and I just abandoned her.
Mum, I'm sorry.
-I'm so sorry.
Why am I here?
Ssh, it's all right.
No. It's not all right. I don't want to be here.
I don't want to be here.
-Bit keen, ain't you?
-Looking for Grandad.
-All right, trouble?
-Shouldn't you be at work?
Given myself the day off -
one of the perks of being the boss. Thought we could catch up.
I'm off to Patrick's allotment. You want to come?
Yeah, maybe later.
Green fingers? Never had you down as a horticulturist, Stan.
Gets me out of the zoo for a few hours.
I'm going to go home, get changed, do a few errands.
What about you and I have a hair of the dog later on?
Sounds like a good idea.
I don't like your dad thinking
his lady friends can come and go as they please.
-Well, he's hardly running the Playboy Mansion.
-I'm serious -
my living room ain't a knocking shop, so put him straight, will you?
The last thing I want to do is
think about my old man havin' a roll-about, let alone talk about it.
If you've got any sense, you'll do the same, boy.
-He's only having a bit of fun, isn't he?
-Yeah, under my roof.
You jealous he's getting all the action?
-Don't be daft.
-Never had you down as prim an' proper.
I've got three kids, if that don't prove I like...
-There's a time and a place, that's all.
-I tell you what.
I'll have a word with him, but only cos it's you.
Here you go, fellas.
-All right, Ian?
-Are they from the caff?
Yeah, it just got a bit busy. I was giving Liam a hand.
Yeah, thanks, mate, we're a bit short-staffed at the moment.
So I thought I'd come back and make sure
Liam was coping. You can get back on your stall if you want.
No need. I've lost that pitch. Aleks has kicked me off,
something about me breaking the licence conditions.
Don't let him push you around. That's your livelihood.
I know. Tell me about it. No money, no job, twins on the way.
They'll look really stupid
in Tommy's hand-me-downs if they end up being girls.
You get about your business.
I'll hold the fort. Just gives you one less thing to worry about, yeah?
I'll see ya.
Here we go.
Stop staring at me.
I feel like a fish in a bowl.
Listen, Jean. I'm sorry, all right.
I didn't mean for us to finish or anything, it was just that...
Well, I'm here for you now, right?
-I don't deserve it.
-I should've listened to you, Jean.
Look at me. No wonder Stacey ended up inside.
Don't say that, Mum.
I'm here now. I want to look after you.
What do you need?
What's the point? You're only going to go away again.
I'll be fine.
Oooh, very smooth.
He's off to see the bank manager.
Oh, we all right with, like, money and that?
Oh, no, course we are, it's just a little financial meeting.
-Nothing for you to worry about.
-Sounds really boring. See you later.
Right then. Good luck.
I'll be back before you know it, promise.
Don't see much digging going on.
I'll get to it.
You not with Cora?
Just cos she spent the night doesn't mean we're joined at the hip.
No wonder Linda thinks you're a little bit of a lothario.
-She doesn't like the idea
of your women doing the walk of shame out of the Vic.
So carrying her messages now, are you? They've got you trained.
Just doing a favour.
Well, it was completely innocent. She kept me up all night talking.
Mick had better be careful, if his missus has got nothing better to do
than worry about me getting my end away, he's doing something wrong.
-What time's the hearing?
-I'm on my way there now.
I really appreciate you doing this.
Yeah, well, my brief reckons it's going to be a verbal at worst.
But just understand, Ian.
Anything like this ever happens again and you're on your own.
It won't happen again, OK?
-It was a huge mistake.
-What is the matter with you?
Letting some skanky little Doris get one over you?
I don't care about your little habits. What I cannot
get my nut round is why you're paying for company
when you've got someone? You've got someone special like Denise.
Why would you risk losing her and your family?
It won't happen again.
Look, I'll try and be better. I'll try and be a better father...
Hello. I thought you'd be at Beales.
Looking sharp, ain't you? Everything all right?
Yeah. Yeah. How's Patrick?
Yeah, yeah, he's fine. I said I'll be back at the weekend.
Right, I'd better shoot off, I'll call you later.
-What was that for?
Can't imagine escorting prisoners
-to the loo is a career highlight.
-It's the job.
When you get out of here, we'll go away for a few days.
A trip to the countryside? Change of scenery will do you good.
Time we were heading back.
There's no give with you lot, is there?
She's hardly spoke to her mum.
There are restrictions on visiting times.
One tiny little bit of power and you use it to make people miserable.
At least let her see the doctor before she goes.
You should say your goodbyes.
Please, can't I just have a little bit longer?
Please. It can't hurt, can it?
A few more minutes. But when I say, we go - no arguments.
I'm going to give Alfie a call and see if I can find that doctor.
I thought you went home.
I forgot these. Left them here this morning.
Look, I know it's none of my business.
But I was surprised you didn't go to court with Mick.
It's a silly misunderstanding -
they'll send him home once they realise.
Do you think that tart ain't going to cover her back?
Try and cast doubt on everything?
Yeah, but they wouldn't fall for it, Mick's not that sort of bloke.
Oh! Wake up! The dirtbags who go to court are usually guilty.
If you think Mick's not, get down there!
Stand by him, stare that tart out
and let the court know you two are solid.
Perfect timing. Listen, mate,
I was going to get rid of the rest of my stock
before Kat gets back, but I'm happy
-to stick around, if you want.
-No, it's fine.
Listen, Marie's on holiday until the end of next week -
and I could really do with someone to man the place.
Oh, Ian, I'm not sure. Besides, you've got Liam, you know.
Yeah, yeah, he's doing really well, but he's learning.
-I could do with someone with experience.
-Ian, I appreciate it...
-Alfie, think about it.
Ah, when you get to my age, women are either popping off
or they're more interested in a cup of cocoa.
What's your excuse?
Don't you worry about me, I've always got something on the side.
Haven't seen much evidence of it lately.
You've been living like a monk.
-Dunno what you're talking about.
-Oh? You got your eye on someone?
Cora's girl, Lauren? I can tell she's keen.
Got a good pair of lallies on her.
Anyone else in the running?
Well, let's just say she's loyal.
She's ballsy, she's someone you to want to have in your corner,
but at the same time she keeps me on my toes.
Sounds like she's got a bit of fire in her.
So, are you just going to sit there
daydreaming or are you going to get up and do something?
We'll give you some privacy. Be back in a minute.
Apparently she told her psychiatric nurse this morning
-that she's not ready to go home.
-Is that how she really feels?
She wants to stay in a psychiatric hospital for a while.
But I can look after her.
She could be in there for weeks. What about Lily?
I'd better go.
-Stace, she'll be all right.
-Who's going to keep an eye on
her and Lily if she's released? Ollie doesn't know what he's doing.
The hospital will not let her go home if they think she can't cope.
Kat, watching Mum with Lily yesterday, that used to be me.
Trying to read her moods, and hoping
that everything was all right. I don't want that for Lily.
It's not going to happen, all right? I'll be there.
How? You've got Tommy, and the twins'll be here soon.
It's too much for you.
Let me deal with that, all right? I'm not going to abandon Lily.
Me and Alfie. We'll work it out.
I'm off out, so it's you and Tracey till me or your dad gets back.
Hold on, this ain't one of them weird role play things
where you and Dad meet up in a hotel or something, is it?
Me and your mum, we've got some business to take care of.
Are you coming?
I've heard it, seen it, bought the T-shirt.
And you need someone with you. Come on.
Cheers, mate, that's a fiver.
Terry, do me a favour, keep your eyes out for Aleks,
cos if Donna sees him first, she's going to drop me right in it.
She's all right, she's just a bit ambitious, ain't she?
Oooh, you got a bit of a soft spot for her, have you?
-No. I like her, she's all right.
-Take her out for a drink.
-You've got nothing to lose.
-Nah, I ain't ready for that yet.
I'm practically giving this stuff away, I'm not going to break even.
You could take Ian up on that offer. You won't be out of pocket for long.
No, I want to be my own boss.
I want to hand something down to Tommy and the little 'uns.
-It's the most important thing, ain't it?
-Providing for your family.
-Listen, I just need one - one big hit.
That's all I need and I can feel it coming, you know.
Look, I gotta go, got an airport.
Oh! Do us a favour...if there's any arrivals, let me know, won't you?
Yeah, I will.
Hello, mate, can I interest you in these shirts? They're really cheap!
-Did my nan say when she's going to be back?
-Nope. She just went off
with Mum. It looked important, they was all dressed up.
-So, do you know...maybe if Dean's about, or...?
-He's behind you.
-Oh, hiya, I was gonna... I was just going to go
but if you're sticking around, maybe we could do lunch or something?
No, I can't right now, but I'll catch you later.
Yeah, yeah, OK, cool, we'll just... maybe...
-What you having?
-Another beer. Is Linda about?
She's out. What am I, missing persons?
-All right, I'll wait.
I've gotta go now, Mum.
You take care.
There's never enough time. Not any more.
(I'm sorry. Love you.)
I love you too.
-Remember what you promised.
I'll look after Lily, you know I will.
-I need to lie down.
-Are you all right?
I think I should call Alfie and get him to pick me up.
Yeah. Thanks, Kat.
-Just look after yourself, yeah?
-I don't think I'm going anywhere.
My waters have just broken!
Oh, Stace! The babies...
-She needs help.
-She's in a hospital. She'll be fine.
I'm not fine!
We're leaving. I'll get you a nurse.
-No, I need Stacey.
Kat, just call Alfie, yeah? You'll be fine.
Excuse me. Excuse me, please - she needs a nurse!
Kat, ring me, yeah? Ring me when they get here.
SHE GROANS IN PAIN
(He shouldn't have to do this.)
-(Which is why he needs you here.)
(It'll be over in a minute - he's innocent.)
Mr Michael Carter, it is said that on the 6th of August, 2014
you did solicit another
for the purpose of obtaining that person's sexual services
as a prostitute, contrary to Section 51A of the Sexual Offences Act 2003.
Do you plead guilty or not guilty?
I plead guilty.
-Leave me alone.
Wait. Let him explain.
I... I don't understand. I mean, why...
Why would he plead guilty? Why did he lie to me?
No. He wouldn't.
Of course he wouldn't.
You can't tell anyone about this.
Of course not.
We'll say hello to your dad and then, when we get home,
we're going to play a new game.
It's called "stick the label on the perfume bottle."
ALFIE: OK, you lucky people. Everything must go - moving to new premises.
I've got T-shirts, shirts and some wonderful socks!
Hey! And for you, Tamwar, I've got a lovely hoodie
for the obliging market inspector
-who's going to keep passing through.
-You can't sell without a stall.
I know. It's just... PHONE RINGS
According to regulation, I should confiscate your stock.
-Why ain't he got a stall?
-It wasn't my decision.
Whoa, whoa, calm down, calm down. Stop shouting!
I'm going to be there ASAP, don't worry.
Yeah, yeah, listen. Please, don't give birth till I get there, OK?
I love you too. All right, bye.
-Where is she?
-In the hospital, about to give birth to the twins!
Given the circumstances, I can probably let you off.
Hey, Tamwar, if one of them's a boy I'm going to name him after you!
Mwah! Tamwar Junior - I can see it now! Right, Tommy, come on,
let's go and see Mummy! We've got twins coming - let's go!
Here, look after this. And that.
Come on, Lily.
I'll bet you any money you like it was the prozzy,
told a pack of lies to get herself off the hook.
How long do you think he'll be?
He'll know. He was one of the lawyers, weren't he?
Maybe we could ask him.
Ah, Miss Cross. Just wanted to...
Go home, Linda.
You said we should stay.
It could take for ever. All that paperwork and stuff...
Yeah, but he could be out any minute.
Yeah. Go on, darling.
You don't want to have it out with him here, in public.
Go on, sweetheart, go home.
-But he knows I'm here.
-He needs you at the Vic -
someone's got to cover for him.
Linda, if this gets out,
it'll be all over the Square.
You're right. Thanks, Cora.
Emma brought some posters round, but he's just staring at 'em.
They look, er...
Emma wants to know when we're going to watch that CCTV footage.
Yeah, but that can wait, though, can't it?
Yeah, but I mean, she thinks we should see it before the appeal.
So we know what to expect.
-We can go down the station now, if you want...
Oh, Peter, will you just leave it? Not now, all right?
Here she is.
We'll let you know as soon as a delivery suite becomes available.
# Here we go, here we go... # Thank you, darling.
I'll be back in five minutes.
-And the children won't be able to stay.
-Where have you been?
-I'm sorry, Alfie.
No, no, don't be sorry. What you talking about? I'm here now.
-I'm not going to let you go through this by yourself, am I?
-Have you seen Jean?
She doesn't want to come home -
she wants to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital.
Ollie is all over the place.
-You're about to give birth to two little Moons. Jean can wait.
You should be focusing on what's happening down below.
-Look, there's something else.
-Is it important?
-I promised Stacey.
It's Lily. She's got no-one else. They'll put her in care.
-I said we'd have her.
-OK, that's fine.
-What do you mean?
-We'll take her with us - it's fine.
-I promised Stacey!
Calm down. I said it's fine, didn't I? Just breathe!
-Everything all right?
-Yeah, all right, all right.
Listen, Kat, I'm sorry.
Listen, Mo, can you stay with Kat, OK? I'm going to pop in on Jean.
I've got to try and find someone to take the kids.
-KAT GROANS You all right?
-Can't you call Bianca?
-I'll look after her.
-OK. Listen, you can't have the babies yet.
Keep your legs closed, put tights on
-I'll be straight back.
Kids, we got to go. Come on, let's go. Listen, keep an eye on her, OK?
I'll be straight back, I promise. Let's go. This way, guys.
You been bulk-buying your underwear again?
No, it's Alfie's. Kat's giving birth.
Well, technically, it's called queening, actually.
What? Sorry, you've lost me.
When a cat gives birth, it's called queening.
It's like whelping, but for dogs. For cats.
Have you shared all this with Alfie? Queening?
No. I didn't think it was appropriate.
He said he was going to call one of them Tamwar.
-One of the kittens?
-No, one of the babies.
Oh, right. Yeah...
See you later.
Hi. All right, Jean?
Alfie. Where's Kat?
-Well, yeah, that's the thing, you see...
-No, not really.
-Is she OK?
-Yeah, yeah, no... She's... She's having the babies!
-Oh, my goodness!
Well, almost, not quite. It's all kicking off in the maternity ward!
-You should be there.
-Yeah, I am. I will. I just thought you should know - that's all.
-I've got to find someone to look after these two.
Don't worry about Lily. She's going
to stay with us for a while, OK? You concentrate on getting better, OK?
I'll be thinking of you. See you, Ollie.
Take care, bye. Come on, kids, let's go. Follow me.
Last time, you sent your social worker...
or counsellor or whatever...
because you couldn't face me.
What do you want?
She let me know that you didn't want to see me.
You were getting yourself together.
-You was clean.
What was you doing in court? Was it drugs?
-What do you care?
-You're my daughter.
I saw you with that lawyer.
It was some punter, all right?
This loser who gets picked up by the cops...
-He sent me home.
What was the case?
He admitted it. Pleaded guilty - they didn't need me.
What was his name?
I don't know. I don't ask 'em their names, do I?!
Look, Terry, I'm trying, mate, but she ain't picking up.
Yeah, yeah, 'course I'll let you know.
All right, see you, mate, bye.
What we going to do with you two, then, eh?
Can I have a bag of crisps?
Oh, Lily, I don't think I've got any money on me, sweetheart.
Oh, look what I've found here. It's a pound!
Do you want to go and get some sweets and some crisps, yeah?
Go on, then. Go and share it.
And bring me back my change, all right? Be good.
I've got to go.
Had my half hour, have I?
Cash in hand.
I need help, Mum.
That's all I've got till Monday.
I don't know the going rate.
Can you get a fix for 35 quid?
Will that stop you from selling yourself for one night?
I need a drink.
-I can't do this.
You need to keep a positive attitude.
-I'm too old!
-My sister was 43 when she had her twins.
-We'll get you to a delivery suite as soon as we can.
She could pop any minute!
-She's three centimetres - we're quite safe.
-Ooh, it hurts!
It's the latent phase,
nothing's actually going on, but it hurts like crazy.
All right? Ooh, OK.
-They're still in there, then, are they?
-Where's Tommy and Lily?
I left them with Barbara - tea lady. She's keeping an eye on them.
-What about Bianca?
-I couldn't get anybody. I tried. I'm sorry.
You're just going to leave them with a stranger all day?
No! Maybe Mo can look after them.
-Maybe you can get your finger out!
-Maybe everyone can calm down.
She has got a point.
I've just had a bit of trouble with the stall...you know?
I just wanted to be here with you, didn't I?
What about the stall?
-It's nothing serious.
-Well, just tell me.
Get it over with - she's due another contraction any second.
Right, listen. Don't panic. Keep breathing, all right?
-It's just that I've lost my pitch cos Aleks has shut me down.
-You've got some timing, Alfie!
-I told you!
You can't just... You can't just pull a sickie whenever you want to -
-not on the market.
-It wasn't like that!
Well, maybe it was like that,
but he wants any excuse to get rid of me, all right?
I'll leave you to it, then. I'm going to find those kids.
So, back to these babies...
How are we going to manage?
I don't know. SHE GROANS
Ian, it's me.
No. No, not on the phone.
I'll come and find you.
SHE GROANS Here, Kat, you know what?
You keep doing the breathing thing.
I reckon, you know, four kids'll be a doddle.
I mean, how many has Bianca got, eh?
-No. No, it's a challenge.
We've been in worse situations.
-We always come out fighting.
-We're living at my nan's.
There's no room for Tommy,
we're going home with three more kids. You've got no job, no money.
We'll sort something out.
-Dad! Not helping.
-Excuse me, it's a private conversation.
-You want me to leave, then?
-All right, it's all right!
Just breathe through this one, Mum. Take the gas and air if you need it.
That's it, that's it, that's it.
Keep breathing, Mum. There you go. There's a good girl.
Come on, we're going to get through this, OK, Kat?
Well, you get through this bit on your own and we'll do the rest together.
Whatever it takes, all right?
I'm here, Kat, I'm here.
I'm here, it's OK.
-Do you know how long she's going to be?
I don't get why you even need to see her.
None of your beeswax!
Just tell her I was here.
Why don't you just ring her or text her or something?
I'm not your little messenger kid.
-There you go.
-Did I ever tell you...
Not now, Dean. Everything all right, darling?
Yeah, so have you sorted all that business?
-Yeah, all sorted.
-And Dad's still at the bank or whatever, is he?
He won't be long.
Anyway...everything seems under control here.
So, well done. I'll, er...
I'll be back down in a sec. Give you a hand.
-Ooh, it's happening!
-Still a long way to go.
-No, I need to push.
-You can't push yet, Kat.
-What do you know about it?
I need to push!
-All right, can I examine you?
-I'm really proud of you.
-You're doing great!
-I need to push!
OK, so you're eight centimetres. We need to get you moved.
OK, we're going to get you moved. SHE YELLS
Hold on, hold on, Kat, you've got to hold on.
Just keep breathing. That's all right.
Do you want to talk about it?
It's been a busy week - that's all.
-Did you speak to Stan?
like I say, it's, er...
It's been a busy week.
It's OK, Kat, you just got to keep breathing.
It might be a bit too late for that.
The presenting part is visible. We'll have to do it here.
If you can open the delivery packs and get the paediatrician.
You're full of surprises. This one's ready to come out!
-I told you, didn't I, Kat, eh?
-No, no, no, I can't.
-Yes, you can!
-You can do this, sweetheart!
This time, when you feel the urge to push,
-I want you to really go for it, OK?
-You got to push, all right, girl?
-That's it. Really good. Don't forget to breathe.
-Don't forget to breathe, Kat!
-You're nearly there.
Baby's just waiting for you. Next contraction, you push.
-All right, sweetheart.
-We don't even know what to call 'em!
Deep breaths, deep breaths.
Do as the lady tells you. Do as the lady tells you.
That's it, come in, mate -
it's going to be here any moment now! That's it. Come on, girl.
Short breaths. Pant, pant, pant, tiny push.
-Push, and pant again.
Pant-pant-pant. Tiny push.
-One more push...
-I can see the head! I can see the head, Kat!
-Oh, look at that!
-You've done it! He's here.
We got a little boy. It's a little boy, Kat!
Oh, I love you, Alfie.
I love you too, Kat. I love you too!
We've got a little boy. He's a lovely little boy!
Sorry, w-w-what's that look all about? What's going on?
He's not crying. There's something wrong with him.
What's going on? I saw the way... What?
-He's not crying - something's wrong.
-He's all right. He needs oxygen.
Where you going?! Go after him!
You stay with him. Don't let him out of your sight. He's our little boy.
-You don't let him out of your sight - do you understand?
..have they dropped the charges?
-Oh, Mick, thank you. Thank you so much.
-Yeah, well, never again, all right?
Peter and Denise are in the Vic. They keep calling me.
I bet you're dying for a drink, ain't you?
If that's OK with you.
You're always welcome in my gaff.
I don't even want a drink, Lauren. What are we doing here?
I don't know. I just thought it'd be nice.
But it was a stupid idea. Let's go.
Well, we're here now, so...
-Dad's on his way.
-I'm really not sure he's up for this, you know.
-He's probably got a lot on his mind.
-Sorry, I just...
-Oh, no, no.
No, it's all right. It gets to all of us.
Actually, Mick's been brilliant. He's been a really good friend.
And we know that Ian hasn't got many of those, so we appreciate it.
That's my Mick.
Ooh...so that's why we're here, then! Shh!
You all right, girls? Can I buy you a drink?
SHE SOBS AND GROANS
-Can I go now, please?
-No, not yet.
Do you want another drink, girls?
Er, excuse me! That was the longest bank appointment ever.
Ooh, I hate bankers - bunch of criminals!
You're looking dapper, Mick.
It always pays to make a good impression.
You having money problems, Mick?
It's never too early to take out a personal pension.
Yeah. No, I spotted a few grey hairs in the old canister this morning.
Made me think about our long-term options.
So's his brother.
Wow! Come and say hello to your brother.
-There you go.
There you go.
You done it, Kat. You done it.
Guilty?! Have you completely lost your mind?
It was my brief.
She said it was the only way of closing it down.
I plead guilty, we pay the fine,
there's no fuss, there's no bother, nobody needs to know.
-But you didn't do it!
-Pay a £500 fine and it just goes away.
-No! It's not right.
-What choice did I have?
You could've told 'em it was Ian Beale with that tart, not you!
Why did you have to say you did it?
It's just words. It's just...
It's just words.
-Well, we're not paying that 500 quid.
-Ian doesn't know about it.
We're not paying his fine. I'm serious, Mick. We ain't got it!
Well, we'll find it, you know...
Don't you think he's got enough on his mind at the moment?
It's not fair.
What if it gets out?
It won't. How can it?
I don't want the kids finding out.
I pled guilty so that it would go away.
You have to let it go. It's done, it's dusted. We just...
-We just pretend it never happened. We just...
Please, L, please let it go.
Let it go.
Now, you know I didn't touch her.
You know that.
KAT AND ALFIE CHUCKLE
Hey, look who it is!
Let's have a look.
Oh! Two boys? Ooh,
you ain't half asking for trouble!
Well, exactly! I'll tell you what, let's go and do an Alfie selfie.
Let's see if we can all get in on this one, OK?
I think my arms might be a bit too...
Imogen, sweetheart, you couldn't
do the honours, could you? Thank you so much.
Come on, you're part of this family,
young lady - you've got to be in this picture as well!
Come and meet your family - there you go! Right, budge over...
Mind the babies, you big pillock!
"Mind the babies." I'll be minding these babies for ever, I will!
So what you going to call 'em, then?
They haven't come up with a name yet, have they?
-Nope, not yet.
-They will, though.
Well, you can't keep calling 'em Bert and Ernie.
OK, right, we're all in for a smile. Right, you pair.
Come on, smile at the camera. Smile for Auntie Imogen!
That's it, big smile. One, two, three - cheese!
So, do you fancy that drink?
Not over there.
Looks to me as if you've had a few.
-What if I have?
-Nothing wrong with that.
Come and have another one.
Make a night of it. Stay for breakfast.
I fancy seeing that look on Linda's face again.
She's a good woman.
-If you say so.
-She don't deserve it.
What you on about?
-What is it?
Yeah, I've got one of those - they do your head in.
Mind you, when they're not around...
Come and have a drink.
-Any news on them kittens?
Come on, sit down. I've got you a drink.
You all right?
Yeah. Yeah, today was a good day, actually.
You ARE allowed to have a good day.
I'm sorry about earlier. I...
It was just...
I know I can be a pain sometimes.
And I don't mean to be horrible,
especially to you. Well, to both of you.
You're both so important to me.
-I love you to bits.
-Aw, come here!
-Just leave it.
-L, it's over. Please. Please.
So, what's the deal with your nan?
Is she a nice girl? Is she good enough for my grandad?
Er, is he good enough for her? That's the question.
Right. These are on the house.
Thanks, son. Don't mind if I do.
-Which one's Tamwar, then?
Aw, that's fantastic!
Oh, ain't they lovely?
They're beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
Everybody, this calls for a toast.
To Kat and Alfie and Tommy,
whose family just got bigger and better by two lovely little boys!
And I think, you know what, it's all about family, ain't it, eh?
So, stand up, get on your trotters.
Let's raise our glasses, please...
No, it's all right, Cora. It's all sorted.
-Get your hand off me!
Treating women like dirt...
Cora, why don't we have a little sit down,
and we'll have a chat and a drink, OK?
You're so full of yourself.
You REALLY are a family man, ain't you?
-What are you talking about?
I'm talking about him...
and his whoring.
That's what I'm talking about!
You want to know where he was today? Ask him.
Down at the court...
for kerb crawling.
And he didn't even deny it!
Alfie comes up with a scheme but his day doesn't go as planned and he receives some surprise visitors. The police have a request for Ian, but will he agree to go ahead with it? Walford marks the World War One centenary.
Mick prepares to face his demons but will he be able to go through with it? Ian is feeling the pressure and his actions land another Walford resident in trouble. Seeking the truth, Kat is delivered a bombshell.
In a tricky situation, Mick finds himself torn about what actions to take, what will he decide? Stacey receives a visit from her family but she is shocked when she hears what her mother has to say. Linda receives a surprising phone call that shakes her to the core. Kat is shocked when she makes an upsetting discovery.
As Kat tries to deal with the last night's events everything is put on hold by an unexpected development. Stacey is given a way out but will she take it? Mick is forced to come clean to Linda but will she stand by him? Dean receives some relationship advice from an oblivious Stan.
Cora comes face-to-face with a blast from the past but how will she react? Linda is distraught when a former ally makes a damning revelation. Financial concerns are cast aside as Kat and Alfie's lives are changed forever.