08/08/2014 EastEnders Omnibus

Kat, keep breathing! Keep breathing!

I have done this before, you know.

-No, no, no, course you have. Thanks, girls.

-ALL:

-Good luck.

-Thanks.

-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?

-Mother's World.

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?

SHE STAMMERS

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.

-All right.

So if Charlie's paid off our debt, can we not afford for me

-to go to this football thing?

-No, Liam!

Can I help ya?

OK, I'll see you then.

-Who was that on the phone, darling?

-DI Keeble.

-What did she want?

-To come and see me.

Really? What about? Oh, maybe she's got some new leads.

-Like what?

-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.

-Get off.

-He's coming.

-Can't wait to see his face.

-What are you two up to?

You'll see.

You looking forward to your big swim tomorrow?

-Absolutely.

-My hero.

And to mark the occasion...

-It's from both of us.

-Ah.

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.

Mick...

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?

-SHE SCREAMS

-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.

Ta-ra.

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?

-Exactly.

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.

-Me?

-Yes.

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?

Excellent.

-I'll be in touch.

-I'll see you out.

I still say we came out on top, though.

Yeah, course we did.

Squirrel!

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.

All right.

OK. Leave it with me.

BOTH: Boom!

DOOR CLOSES

Hey, hey, come on. It's good news, this appeal.

Yeah.

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."

-What?

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.

PHONE RINGS

Hello, Marie.

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.

-OK.

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?

Yeah.

So, how much you raised in sponsorship then?

-Just short of a bag of sand.

-Really?

-So...

-That's fantastic.

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, OK.

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.

-Wahey!

-Hey!

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?

-What?

Still haven't made your move then?

-Here we go, girls.

-Thank you, Terry.

-Thank you.

This one is to Alfie Moon,

proud father to be and king of the scammers.

-Alfie Moon!

-Oh...

-PHONE CHIMES

-..hold on.

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...

-Hold on!

-Put us out of our misery

No.

Ohh!

-Beginner's luck.

-Mother's intuition.

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, 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.

-But...

-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?

-Yeah.

-All right.

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.

-Slowly.

-Yes, ma'am.

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?

Permission granted.

-Oi. You avoiding me or something?

-No.

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.

Course not.

Tam, what are these two Herberts doing on my pitch?

-They were given permission.

-Who by?

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.

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?

Denise?

What is it?

He just... He didn't seem very keen on the idea.

-Why's that?

-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.

-Yeah.

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?

Short staffed?

Nothing gets past you, does it?

-Well, look, maybe I can help you out?

-You?

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?

-True.

-Come on, mate!

-Yeah, all right, I'll be with you in a second!

But if you don't need the help...

Er, Liam...

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?

Apology accepted.

What, does that mean I can have my pitch back?

No.

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?

-The eggs.

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.

-Here.

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.

-Let's go!

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.

-Thanks, Ian.

-No. Thank you.

-What for?

For reminding me what us Beales do best - stubbornness.

-Hey, baby.

-Hey.

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.

PHONE RINGS

Yeah?

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.

Hi.

Liam, what you doing?

I left my wallet here from my shift earlier.

Are you working here?

Yeah. Ian hired me today.

-Really?

-Yeah, really.

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.

-But why?

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.

Yeah, and?

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?

No. No.

It's just the right thing to do.

Whatever.

-All right?

-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?

Fine.

Great. I'll see you bright and early on my stall tomorrow then.

PHONE RINGS

"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."

-ALL:

-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?

Finished?

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.

-Wa-hey!

-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?

-DOORBELL RINGS

I'll get it.

I've come home!

Mick?

Breakfast. Need to get your strength up for your big swim.

C'mon, soldier.

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.

Eat up.

Don't want it.

You like it.

Want toast.

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.

-Cheers.

-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.

Morning!

All right, Jean?

MOBILE BUZZES

Yes?

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?

Emma.

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.

It's...

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.

Jean...

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?

DRIPPING ECHOES

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...

Cheers, Shirl.

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.

-Listen...

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?

Oh, Mick...

Shh... Just save the cuddle for when I finish the length.

Yeah? Just give me something to aim for.

OK.

Well, you've either been drinking or boxing.

Birthday present.

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.

Oh, Nan?

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.

Jean.

Jean!

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?

-So?

-Well, how come? It's pathetic.

-You're about 50 years too late.

-What?

You're staring.

-Hey, come over here a sec, gorgeous.

-What are you doing?

-Who, me?

-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.

-It hurts.

-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...

-Jean.

-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.

-No.

-Yes, Jean.

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.

-Clearly.

-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...

-One length?

-It's complicated.

-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.

Straight up.

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.

CHEERING

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.

-ANSWER PHONE:

-'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.

Come on.

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.

Something important?

Nah, it's just one of those things.

-Not really part of my job but...

-But you'll get your reward one day.

-Can't wait.

-Donna, excuse me. Can I have a word?

-Yeah.

Good news. A pitch has become available.

News to me. Where?

-Here.

-That's Alfie's.

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.

-Good luck.

-Thanks!

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.

Mute.

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.

-All right, Shirley?

Oi. I'm not being funny, but what if Dad drowns?

-Nancy!

-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.

Stop this.

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?

-Dad!

-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.

-Jump in.

Go on.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

Come on, Mick!

Go on, Dad! Come on!

Go!

That's it, Dad!

We're so proud of you!

I love you!

Go on! Go!

CHEERING

A thousand lengths, everyone! A thousand flaming lengths!

MUSIC: "Roar" by Katy Perry

-Mummy!

-Hello, darling.

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.

-What?

-Nothing...

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.

-HE LAUGHS

-Well, there's a coincidence.

Mmm-hmm.

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?

# Wellll!

# Need a little time to wake up, wake up

# Need a little time to wake up, wake up. #

MUSIC CONTINUES

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?

-Do what?

-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.

SIREN WAILS

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.

-Mr Carter.

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.

Right, Kat?

I think you should back off now, Jean.

-What?

-You've said your piece.

Mummy.

-Wow!

-No, not now!

Mummy's just talking to Nanny.

OK? Why don't you go over there with Auntie Kat?

Yeah. Come on, darling.

Good girl.

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?

-What?

-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!

-Cool it.

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!

Very noble.

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.

Boom-boom-tish!

Johnny, it's a hard thing to conquer your fears like that.

Quite right. Cheers, Shirley.

Cheers, Linda.

Oi, you papping us?

It's for Dad. Wife and sister in getting-on-shocker!

Breaking news.

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.

-Great idea.

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.

PHONE RINGS

Oh, no...

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.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Oh!

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?

-She's...

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.

It's OK.

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.

Traps?

Ultimately we all want the same result -

to catch the person responsible for Lucy's murder.

Right?

Cheers, Trace.

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.

-I'm starving.

-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.

DOOR SHUTS

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?

Dad?

Sorry?

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 possible.

-PHONE RINGS

Excuse me.

It's the station. I've got to take this.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Hello? Summerhayes.

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.

-I promise.

-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?

Yeah? Great!

Do you reckon Dad's hiding in that barnet?

Oh, Stan's waiting for you upstairs.

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?

Surprise!

-Happy late Birthday!

-See, we do love you really, Nan.

Lucky old me.

Go on.

GIRLS: Woo!

Do you have any questions for me?

Ian?

Sorry?

Questions.

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.

-Thank you.

Ian, are you OK?

PHONE RINGS

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.

Right.

-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.

Come on.

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.

-Hey.

-Hiya.

Listen, thanks for being nice to my grandad. It was really sweet.

No problemo.

-Did I really just say that?

-Yep.

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!

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

-I wish you wouldn't do that.

-What?

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.

Oh. Pity.

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.

-What?

-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.

-Oi!

-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?

-Please.

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...

..Lucy died.

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.