14/08/2012 EastEnders Omnibus

PHONE BEEPS

Who's that?

It's a text from Grant and Sam saying welcome to the family,

Mrs Mitchell-to-be.

3-1 Shirley dumps Phil at the altar again.

Oh come on, chaps. Worth a punt, innit?

She's not going to do it a second time, is she, Mo?

What else you offering?

Punch up at today's engagement, 10-1.

And one may turn out to be gay at 20-1.

Phil? Gay? I think we'd know.

Shirley's just climbed on the pub roof and proposed to him.

He's marrying the Milk Tray man.

Kim. Do us a favour, sweetheart?

When you see your fella, can you tell him

we got footie practice at 4.00?

-I need my star striker there.

-I'll pass on the message.

-Thanks.

I'm off to make myself even more beautiful. If that's possible.

Mo, a tenner on someone getting arrested today, yeah.

Gotcha.

Mo. Do you have to run a book on everything?

Oh, cheer up, misery guts.

Everything's a money-spinner for you. Even a wedding.

It's bang out of order.

Too right. Phil had 3-1 odds on that Kat'd do a runner at yours.

Shut up.

Yeah. Go play with the traffic.

Ian! Ian, mate! Listen, why don't you pop over later?

Phil Mitchell's going to stick a tab behind the bar.

Come on, you don't want to miss that, do you, eh?

But is it appropriate for an engagement?

Last thing I want to do is to ruin the party.

Patrick. It's lovely.

-I just...

-Hello.

I just wanted to give her something special, you know, Shirls...

To mark their day.

And you have.

Pre-party warm up. Now, where are my drinking shoes?

You coming too?

Yeah. Me, Phil and Shirl, we're like that.

Since when?

Since I heard it was a free bar. I'll catch you lot there, yeah?

-Ian all right?

-He's hardly said a word.

-Good.

Dad? Is this really what you want? This wedding?

Yeah. We gotta move on. Live our lives.

-Like it?

-Ian never got his wedding day, did he?

Just a nervous breakdown and now we're locking him up?

Not that I want to spoil the party.

We're in this together, Jay. Ben, you, Ian, me.

It's creeping me out. Having him staring at me.

Having to pretend like everything's normal.

Everything is normal. Especially today. For Shirley's sake.

Now don't let him go wandering off again like you did yesterday.

Don't leave his side. Got it?

Come over later then? Couple of hours this afternoon? ..Good.

Gold!

Come on. Let's go to the party.

Unless you want to play pole-vault again.

Nah, nah, nah, babe, I can't.

-Got training in half an hour, man.

-Not till 4.00, Alfie said.

-Alfie?

-No, no, no, I'm training for Vivienne's team today, babe.

-Viv's?

-Yeah.

-What? You actually joined her team?

Yeah. What? She's persuasive. She has ideas about my future.

Which don't involve me being on the bench.

But don't tell Alfie though, yeah? I can play for both.

How you going to manage that? I saw Alfie in the Vic earlier.

-Said you'd be there for team practice.

-I can't, babe.

Cover for me, please? Yeah? Please? Love you.

She all right?

Yeah, yeah. She's fine. We should get her out today though.

Give her some fresh air.

It's not good for her being cooped up in here all day.

What are you doing?

Oh. Just...your coat. I'm checking for...pollen.

She could be allergic.

Anyway I don't want to take her out. People gawping over her.

Giving her germs...

Rubbish. She's fine. She loved it yesterday. Sun on her face.

You should get out too. Looking a bit pasty, girl.

Where are you going?

Going to work.

You look very nice for work.

I always look very nice.

Whitney's coming over to help you.

Michael! Really, I don't need any help.

I know you don't need any help. Just in case you need...

a loo break or something. OK?

-You scrub up well.

-That going to be your wedding speech?

Well, that depends if yours is going to be, "I've changed my mind."

Like last time.

It won't happen.

Good. Don't want to waste another suit, do I?

Let's go.

D'you know what?

Phil has been actually smiley round the house since she proposed.

I think it's very brave of Phil to try again.

I don't know what I'd do if I was jilted at the altar.

Probably run home and cry.

-IMITATING PHIL

-I, Phil Mitchell, do take thee, Shirley Carter... Oi, look.

Check this out. Phil and Grant.

THEY LAUGH

Stop it. D'you know what,

I'm just pleased that someone in that house is actually happy.

Ian's been practically in a coma

and Jay's been on one for the last couple of days.

Bit weird, though. Phil taking Beale in?

He's been trying to kick his head in for the last 20 years,

now he's offering him bed and breakfast.

Ian hasn't said a word. I dunno what's going on.

You going to bet on the perfect wedding and happily ever after then?

No. I will stick with a fiver on a bust-up.

-There you go, buddy.

-HE WOLF WHISTLES

-Look at this!

-Well, hello, free bar.

All right, sweetheart? Where's Raymondo?

Oh. Um, he ain't coming. He's injured.

What?

Yeah. He fell over in my Kimba class. Doing the grapevine.

Oh, great. Great.

Easy, Mo.

You don't look very cheerful. How's Scarlett?

Fine. Scotch, please.

OK. That doesn't sound like the drink of fine to me, though.

It's the drink of no sleep.

How's Janine? Only that, Tommy can't wait to see his little sis.

No.

I'm shattered. I'm going to work.

Whoa. Hold on. You'll be shattered for the next 20 years.

Stick around. Have a refill.

Next time someone offers you advice about the kids, mate,

if I was you, I'd bite their hand off.

-Yeah?

-I got an idea. Just hear me out.

How'd you fancy we organise, like, a...what do they call it?

One of these baby play dates. No, hold on.

What I'll do, I'll get Kat to spend time with Janine,

she can give her all the bunny how to put the kid to sleep, blah, blah.

That way, Scarlett gets to spend a bit of time with her big brother,

the bruiser, Tommy. Come on.

She's indestructible. She's a Moon.

So Michael called you?

Yeah. He asked me if I had a couple of hours.

Is Scarlett OK?

She's fine. What time did he call?

Dunno. Um...

Just after two.

-You all right? You look exhausted.

-Do I look bad?

Do I need to put some make-up on?

No, I mean, you know, you're a new mum. I'll give you a break.

SHE SIGHS

Honestly, Whitney, I can't leave her.

Thank you for the offer. But...

OK, all right. Fine.

If you change your mind, Michael's over the Vic.

I just seen him walk in there, you should join him.

Michael's in the Vic?

Pops!

Oh, Lo! What you gone and bought her now?

Gorgeous, isn't she? My little wabbit.

Oh, ain't she lovely!

Officially Walford's best-looking baby.

With officially the silliest mum.

I told you not to spend that prize money on stupid stuff.

-I said invest it for her.

-I did invest it.

I bought her a kitten outfit for when she's three months, actually.

You're going to have nothing left!

Here they are, the happy couple!

THE CROWD APPLAUD

Did we even invite any of these people?

Looks like they've just come to fill their face.

-Kat, cap the free drinks at 100 quid, will ya?

-Yeah.

Here, look, it's that cheap prosexio stuff.

You would have thought he'd at least stretch to champagne.

He's had so many engagement parties. How many wives is it? Three or four?

Depends if you count the one that wound up dead before the reception.

You know, this ain't right. Ben and Jay should be here.

They gotta be with Ian, ain't they?

They're our proper family, not a bunch a freeloaders.

Phil, I want them here.

Kat, sweetheart? Quick word.

You sure this is the right thing?

A baby date? With Janine?

Scarlett and Tommy.

Listen, between us, I think Janine's having a tough time being a mum.

-So?

-So? Kat, you show her the ropes, don't ya?

Come on, little Scarlett. New Moon, an' all that.

I know Michael gave us back the money but I ain't mates with Janine.

I don't think I can sit there smiling at her, knitting babygrows.

I know, sweetheart.

I know we've had our problems in the past,

but let's put that to one side. OK? We can't take it out on the kids.

-It's not their fault.

-I know that.

-OK. Come on.

Eh? They're family. Yeah. New Moon? Little baby?

Tommy's dying to meet his little sister. Ain't you?

TV PLAYS

DOOR OPENS

Shirley called. Wants us both over there now.

We can't just leave him.

If we don't go, Shirley's going to get suspicious.

We haven't got a choice. Bring him with ya.

But stay right by his side. Yeah?

You know, when I get married, it's going to be a theme. Yeah.

I picked up a few ideas from the Olympic opening ceremony.

-Ray aware of that, is he?

-He likes it.

And he's going to put a ring on it, trust me.

Mate, I can't line my stomach with this crab paste,

I'm going to raid the kitchen. Want some?

Sweetheart, been trying to get Ray on the blower. How bad is he?

He's in hospital.

Really? Is it that bad?

Yeah. It's his Achilles...knee.

Ankle.

She didn't want me there. She didn't even let me touch the baby.

Alfie, what time we doing this thing?

Kat's just getting Tommy ready. Ten minutes.

Ten minutes.

You come back down to earth yet?

-Literally.

-Just about.

It was so romantic.

You up there all alone, declaring your love.

-You weren't even that drunk, were you?

-Right.

Well, I'll just get on with the rolling buffet.

PATRICK CLEARS THROAT

-Congratulations!

-Oh, you didn't need to bring a present.

Well, I hope I did the right thing, you know.

I was trying to think of what to get, that would mean something.

Phil.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Thank you.

PHONE RINGS AT OTHER END

SHE SIGHS

BABY GURGLES

PHONE RINGS

-Oh, ZZ Top.

-Not now, Mo.

Oh, Ian... Ian.

Ian.

You came to the party!

-Heather did too.

-Here you go, buddy.

Drink's on the house, all right. Welcome back to the Vic.

You OK, mate? It's all right, Ian. You're amongst friends.

I know what it's like. It was like this for me after Lucas.

He ain't ready.

-He ain't well.

-What am I going to do with him?

-Just get him out of here, get him home.

-Just leave him.

Do him good to be out. Come on, boys, join in the celebrations.

Have a glass of champagne.

To my Heather.

GLASS SHATTERS

SHE HUMS "MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE" THEME

What you doing here?

Viv cancelled. So I'm going to tell Alfie I'm back on.

-Oh. Speak of the devil.

-No!

-PLATE SHATTERS AND HE SCREAMS

-Oh! My foot!

-He all right?

Yeah. Injured. I told Alfie.

What you talking about?

-What was that about?

-I had to cover for you, innit.

-Told Alfie you injured your foot.

-Yeah, well, I have now.

And now our stories are straight.

Just be grateful I didn't say it was a groin strain.

It's only a glass, Ian. Happens all the time in a pub.

Here you are, Ian, have another drink.

You look like you could do with it.

-I told ya we shouldn't bring him here.

-Don't blame me.

-I didn't know that was here, did I?

-All right, Ian.

Time to go, mate.

-What? Over a dropped glass?

-I want Ben to stay here.

-Come on, Ian.

Won't be the first or last glass smashed in the pub, will it?

Come and sit down.

Make us a bit a lunch and you can tell me

exactly what's been going on. All right? Have a chat.

Me and my best buddy. Come on. I've got ya.

-Are you all right?

-Just a bruise, the hospital said.

-(Hospital?)

-Mm.

-Yeah. Yeah, it was a lucky escape.

-What happened?

-Told you, innit.

Kimba casualty. Don't worry. He'll be fine by the morning.

-He's got a nurse.

-Good. Well, listen, you rest up, mate.

-I'm going to need you.

-What, as a benchwarmer?

-Don't be silly.

Benchwarmer? No, I'm talking about you resting. Tactics.

-You're my star striker, aren't you, eh?

-Oh!

So make sure you give him some TLC, all right, sweetheart?

Oh, yes, consider it done.

-Ooooh!

-You hear that? Star striker.

-Yeah!

And I was star chef up until I sacrificed that for you as well.

You're impossible!

No, I ain't. Listen, I've just got two needs.

Yeah? Man time and drink time.

If you play for both teams, I lose out on the first.

I lie to Alfie, and then I risk the second.

Now listen, you need to make up your mind. Which team? Alfie's? Or Viv's?

I'm going to find you the new Mrs Beale. All right, Ian?

And I promise you, she'll be beautiful.

-So, when's the big day?

-We haven't decided yet, have we, Phil?

MUSIC: "Careless Whisper" by George Michael

-Heather's funeral music.

-I thought I'd play this in Heather's honour.

Phil.

You should dance with the lady.

I don't dance.

I can vouch for that.

How about a speech then?

Yeah, come on, Phil. Let's have a speech!

CROWD MURMUR

Maybe it's too loud in here for him with the celebration and everything?

Why don't we go home, eh?

Tell you what, we'll take him upstairs for a rest. I'll handle it.

Well, come on, Phil. Don't leave the lady waiting, yeah.

Well, today's about...about putting things right.

It's about doing something I should have done a long time ago.

I'll just let Kat know you're here, all right? Hold on a sec.

Shirley's been to hell and back

but we are going to put things right now....

Ian. Stay, all right?

Just copy me and Jay. We got it all sussed out now.

So if you'd all raise your glasses...

Jay?

..to Shirley.

ALL: To Shirley!

That's it, eh?

Come on, mate, I've got you.

There you go.

Right, you've got a step here. Hi, Tommy. Mind the step.

Just...it's a bit noisy down there, darling.

Give him a bit of peace and quiet up here.

There you go, sit down there, mate.

Listen, you want to have a lie down, you know you're more than welcome.

There's some food in the fridge.

Just help yourself, all right? Come on then, where we going?

We're going to go see your little sister Scarlett.

-Bet she can't wait, can she?

-No, she can't.

-That's right.

Because, right, you are now a big brother to Scarlett. Yes.

And Uncle Michael over there, he's a big brother to

them herberts, Antony and Tyler.

And that's Ian down there. He is a big brother to Ben.

Can you say Ben? Come on then.

Let's go and see your little sister, shall we?

Listen, sweetheart, just keep an eye on him.

Right, shall we go and get a balloon for your little sister, eh?

What colour shall we get for Scarlett?

Pink's a good colour.

You told him what? You told him about Jay?

Told him what?

You told him I'm in on it, didn't ya?

He could tell anyone.

-You don't know...

-Just shut up, Jay. Shut up.

I told the pair of you not to let him out your sight. Didn't I, eh?

Ian! Ian!

-He's not well.

-It's all right. Jean's with him. He's not alone.

Phil! This is my engagement. Where's my fiance?

Don't keep the lady waiting.

That tab's up to 100 quid already.

-We're going to stay.

-No.

I don't want to stay with a load of freeloaders.

We'll take it back to ours.

If they want to come celebrate they can bring their own bottle.

I'm not leaving without Ian.

I know he's your brother and you want to do your best by him,

but he just needs a bit of peace and quiet. All right?

Please, Phil!

You know... Having a melt...

Being ill, Ian, has nothing to do with cleverness.

Some of the greatest minds have snapped.

It's a lonely place, isn't it?

Every breakdown I've ever fought,

the people who don't understand me, judge me.

There are very few who would wear a ribbon for me,

tell me I'm being brave.

But what you did today, Ian, walking in the Vic like that...

..it was brave.

One of the things that I've learnt from my stints in hospital

is to not bottle things up.

To talk. Ask for help.

I've spent hours sometimes,

up on the internet, on support forums,

talking to people I hardly know, I've never even met.

But they seem like good people, and they care about me.

Talk to me, Ian.

Don't lock things up.

What is it that's made you like this?

You said you were at work when you were at the...pub.

Tommy wants to meet his new sister, don't you, Tommy?

And we've brought a pink balloon for Scarlett, ain't we, buddy?

Well, has he washed his hands? Is he clean?

That's a bit rude, isn't it? Shall we just go upstairs and see her?

-She in the bedroom?

-Let's go and see your sister.

-What are you doing here?

-Well, that's a nice welcome, ain't it?

So motherhood, not that easy, is it?

Just keep dragging me in, like you have from the start, I...

All right? Got one for Lexi. And one for us.

-Shirley through there?

-Think so, yeah.

I keep thinking the Old Bill are going to burst through that door.

I know, I know. I'm sorry. All right? I'll do it.

-You'll do what?

-The truth. I'll confess.

-What? Don't be stupid.

-It's the only way, Jay.

If I confess then it's all over. Ain't it?

All quiet out there. Ian ain't said a dicky bird.

It ain't Ian I'm worried about now. It's him.

He wants to tell the Old Bill now.

Ben?

-I'm evil, aren't I?

-You made a mistake.

Yeah, But if I confess, I can help Ian. I can help you.

-All this can be done with.

-If you squeal, you'll take Ian down too.

All of us. We all knew and said nothing.

And what about Shirl? You'll wreck her life as well.

-But Ian knows.

-Ian's known for months.

If he was going to say anything, he'd have done it.

Now stop letting him freak you out.

This isn't just about Mandy.

No-one has that look in their eye over just a girl.

And you're a family man, Ian.

You wouldn't just abandon Lucy and Bobby over just a girl.

I want to tell you.

Well, go on.

I don't need any help. Why does everybody think I need help?

-Why are you all here?

-For Tommy.

-Oh, what?

So you can compare Michael's two kids?

SHE SIGHS

I'm not here for a competition, Janine.

Look, I know it's hard with kids.

And it don't get any easier, trust me.

I haven't come here for a fight.

I've come here because we're family.

Michael and I, we're her family.

He loves us.

Good. I'm glad he was wrong then.

About what?

So this wedding day?

Will it be a big do with all the trimmings?

Ben in velvet knickerbockers?

You'll make a lovely little pageboy.

Me in a big white dress, veil and little tears when Phil says yes.

Don't think so. Not exactly me, is it?

Come on, you'll look beautiful whatever you wear.

It won't be a flash do. I know that.

Not like I got any family to invite.

-Your kids coming?

-I doubt it. It's not important.

-More drinks, anyone?

-I'll have one.

Wallpaper's still in focus.

I told you. I didn't mean anything by it.

You just sit in your grotty little pub and talk about my relationship?

No, I don't. The whole world don't revolve around you, Janine.

-We haven't spoke about you since...

-Since when?

You said "wrong".

-What was he wrong about?

-I just meant I was pleased for you.

That's all. You've turned him into a father. A husband.

I couldn't do it. I never thought I'd see it happen.

And I was wrong.

No, no, but you said HE was wrong. Not you.

It was him, wasn't it?

He said he couldn't be a father? Or a husband?

Did he say he didn't love me as well?

Yeah.

But don't you see? You've proved him wrong.

Look, he thought he couldn't love, he couldn't love me,

he couldn't love Tommy.

But he can love.

-He had a pre-nup and he married you anyway.

-On my wedding day?

He said that on my wedding day?!

IAN SOBS

-What's this?

-It's me...

..saying that you are the most important thing in my life.

At last, you realise.

You know, yesterday, you asked, who you are?

Well, I'll tell you.

I can tell you who I want you to be.

I want you to be my wife.

KNOCK ON DOOR

HARD KNOCK ON DOOR

Answer the door, Phil Why won't you answer it?

Dad?

Let me talk.

You gotta help me, Phil. Please. I don't know what to do. I just don't know what to do.

-Sharon, what is it? What's happened?

-Sharon?

I'm in trouble, Phil. I'm in real trouble.

Just come in, yeah? Come in.

I didn't know where else to go. I...

-Look, you're all right. You're all right.

-Sharon? Your ex?

Just get her a glass of water, will you.

Sharon?

Give her some room, will you? Just give her some room.

ROXY LAUGHS

What's she come as?

This is Sharon. That's Ben there, you remember?

Billy, now ain't the time, all right.

-That's Lola, she's my grandaughter...

-Billy!

-Roxy, me and Phil's cousin.

-Billy!

-All right, I'm sorry.

Just give us a moment, please, will you? Just give us a moment.

All right.

This is meant to be our day, Phil.

Shirley, what d'you want me to do, eh?

What's happened?

It's Dennis.

It's my little boy, Dennis.

Look, just forget it, yeah? Forget I said anything.

I was shouting my mouth off. You know what I'm like.

I speak before I think. I didn't mean anything by it.

Oh, so my husband says that he doesn't love me.

On my wedding day. And it doesn't mean anything.

You're taking it the wrong way.

How could I possibly take that the right way?

Janine, he loves you. And he loves Scarlett.

Please, please don't do anything stupid.

It's too late for that. Cos I've already married him.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Alfie.

Come on, we better go.

Yeah, yeah, we'll leave you guys to it. Say bye-bye. Say bye.

Bye.

Are you going too?

I'm going to work. See ya.

Everything was set. I was all ready, and...

I was in the wedding car on the way there.

And I don't know what happened. I...I couldn't breathe.

I felt like I was drowning.

Like my whole life was one big lie. D'you know what I mean?

So I get there and I said to John that I...my fiance, John,

I said, "I don't think I can do this."

He was mad, I could tell he was fuming

but he said to just go outside and get some air

and come back when I was feeling better. And I don't know.

I don't know what I was thinking and I just...

I just walked away.

And I kept on walking and I got in a cab and...

I left him.

SHE SOBS

I left my little boy.

Ian?

Ian!

He was asleep on the sofa and I took my eye off him for a second.

Do you think he's run off again?

Them poor kids if he has.

I could tell he had so much he wanted to say

but he hardly said a word.

Poor bloke. What he must've been through.

Yeah, I know, but leaving your family,

there's no excuse for that really, is there?

It's this one.

I don't know where they'll be. Maybe still at the hotel.

Send someone else with her. Send Billy.

She's not your problem.

-She's just a friend who needs help.

-She weren't just a friend, was she?

So? Trust me. You do trust me, don't you?

Course I do.

I'll be waiting for you.

PHONE RINGS

Butcher's Joints?

Jamie, yeah, hello. Yeah, I'm fine.

It's the, uh... Yeah, the purchase contract, yeah.

I've got it here and I will have it for this afternoon.

All right.

So, he's traded you in for a younger model, has he?

What?

Phil. I seen him with that dolly bird.

Well, how about that.

Well, I'd keep an eye on him if I was you, grandma.

It's hard to keep hold of a bloke

-when your teeth are in a jar by the bed.

-SHE LAUGHS

Oh, come on. Come on, I was joking.

It was clearly a joke.

Anyway, I called Carly. I had a word with her.

-What did you do that for?

-Well, I just told her it's pathetic.

The two of you not talking. Life's too short.

Come on, Shirl, let bygones be bygones and all that.

Bet she loved you for that.

Well, no. But give her time, you know. She will.

She will, Shirl. Eventually.

We both know that that's not true.

She sent a lovely card.

You can pop in later if you like? Shirley?

Oh, could you give Jay a message for me?

Well, what got her knickers in a twist?

Bobby.

It's all right.

He ain't going to hurt you.

I ain't going to let him hurt you.

Come on.

This contract's for the benefit of...

Shall be binding upon the heirs, executors and administrators,

and assigned to the individual parties.

Yeah, all that copper pot, stuff.

All changes in number and gender will be required...

I'll call you back, Jamie.

What are you doing?! What? Are you mental?

I've come to my senses.

SHE LOCKS THE DOOR

What is wrong with you? What am I supposed to have done?

-So she was with Grant.

-And then she was with Phil.

They always used to like sharing things.

Ah, bless her, look.

Community service took it right out of her.

It's all right, I got it.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah.

You got her?

That's it, that's it.

BILLY LAUGHS

-Suits you, mate.

-He's a natural, ain't he?

All right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Wait there a sec.

-Come on, party's over.

-It was just starting to get interesting.

Shirl, you ain't got to worry about anything dodgy going on

with Phil and Sharon.

I mean, she's with someone new now, isn't she?

Didn't stop 'em last time. Ow, I'm just saying.

Come on.

What you doing?

Well, I'm going to clean him up.

This rough and ready look you got going on, it's not working.

Go on.

There you go.

You said Dad was with Peter.

I know.

So was that a lie?

Look, I didn't know where he was, all right. I'm sorry.

I want to see him.

No! Not yet.

He's really ill.

Why?

Well, he hasn't had anywhere to sleep.

He's been living on the streets.

But he does. He has here.

So, why doesn't he come home?

So who is he? This geezer?

John? Regular at the bar I worked in.

You been with him long?

Six months. Quick work, right?

He was nice. Polite, good job, but...

I don't know.

You don't love him.

Is that a question or a statement?

And how long you been back?

Couple of weeks.

John wanted us to get married with his family there.

-You were back but you didn't call?

-What would you have done if I had?

-So you're getting married.

-Yeah.

She doesn't seem your normal type.

And what's my normal type?

Can we go faster, Phil, please?

Look, you don't tell her anything, all right? You don't say anything.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

What?

What?!

There's some clean towels on the drier downstairs.

Ben.

OK.

Hey, Ben, come back to ours for a cuppa?

-No, I can't.

-Suit yourself. Jay! Lo!

-Right behind ya.

BOTH: J-lo!

BABY CRIES

Don't watch my passport photo. I know I look a bit loco.

Dizzee Rascal?

Yeah, she likes Dizzee Rascal.

Don't you, eh?

-See? That was a smile there.

-I don't think so.

That was a smile, wasn't it, eh?

My favourite little girl.

Jay?

What?

What, you nutcase?

Sorry. Um...

Bobby probably didn't recognise you.

To be honest, I hardly do.

What happened, Ian?

What was so bad that you wanted to leave everything behind?

Here you go.

You help yourself.

-Sharon!

-Nina.

I can't believe this. What happened?

-Look, where's your brother?

-Where d'you think? Who's this?

-John's still here?

-Yeah, of course he is. He's waiting for you.

I said to him, "I know Sharon.

"She ain't going to leave you like that."

-John.

-What did I tell you? Didn't I say she'd come back?

I'm just here for Dennis.

Where is he?

-After everything I done?

-Where is he?

Where's her son?

-I don't want to play games no more.

-I ain't the one who plays games.

Denny?

Denny.

Come here, come here.

D'you think something happened before he left?

Something drove him away?

Why don't you give Dad a bell, eh? See how he's doing.

You know, everyone says it was that little hussy that broke is heart.

But it don't make sense to me.

I mean, he had everything else, didn't he? He had family.

Money. And he still walks away.

Don't you care Dad's off with his ex?

It's called trust, Ben. Stop going on about it.

No, it must've been some sort of breakdown.

Friend of mine had one of them at school.

Ended up doing herself in.

He's been a long time in there, ain't he?

SHE KNOCKS ON DOOR

Ian?

SHE KNOCKS HARDER

Ian!

Men. Can't leave 'em to do anything on their own.

It's OK, I'll do it.

It's all right. I can handle it, Ben.

Come on.

Are all women mental or is it just the ones I go for?

-Just the ones you go for.

-Why, what's Janine done now?

I'm in the office, right. Doing nothing.

-Working. Minding my own business. She walks in...

-And threw you out?

Oh, I'd've paid good money to have seen that.

Probably hormones.

I'm not so sure.

Maybe she needs some reassurance.

Maybe you need to tell her that you love her every now and again.

-Why's that? Did she say something?

-No.

-She said something when you went round there.

-No.

-Did you say something?

-No.

-HE LAUGHS

-You're so transparent. What did you say?

-She was being a right moody cow.

-What did you say to her?

Look, it's not my fault that she's paranoid.

-She kept pushing and pushing.

-Paranoid about what?

I told her she was being stupid.

What did you say to her? What? Come on.

She thinks you don't love her.

And I sort of mentioned what you told me on your wedding day.

Did you?

I didn't tell her everything.

1979 Prestige.

I was saving this for a special occasion.

Who are you?

-An old friend.

-Oh, yeah?

Got you wrapped round her little finger an' all?

Old friend?

I could've had my pick, you know.

I wasn't exactly short on offers. Should've known though, eh.

It's always the pretty ones you gotta watch.

You see, they think they're above you.

Think they can just walk all over you.

You get me?

Are we moving again?

I don't know.

Where to this time?

I don't know, baby, OK.

Don't worry. I'll look after you.

We'll both look after each other, yeah? Come on.

D'you know how much money he's thrown at this?

How much money he's spent on you? And him?

Nina, do what you're good at, have a drink.

He picked you out of the gutter.

I weren't in no gutter.

A barmaid in a low-cut top.

As good as. You were just using him, weren't you?

I hope you rot!

Phil.

DOOR OPENS

Whitney? Whit?

SHE SIGHS

I sent her home.

Where have you been?

Walking.

Ask me. Go on, ask the question.

If it was just me and Scarlett and no money...

Yeah, I'd still be here. Wouldn't I?

Yeah.

No. No, you wouldn't.

Yes, I would.

Did you really say that to Kat?

Did you really, honestly say that on our wedding day?

Say what?

That you didn't love me?

No.

Do you love me?

Yeah.

I don't believe you.

Well, she's going to have to trust me, isn't she?

And what if she can't?

We'll have to call it a day.

Hey, Sharon. Hang on. Hang on. What, is that it?

-No explanation? No apology?

-She's said all she's got to say.

I don't even get five minutes?

I mean, all right, so we had a few arguments.

But we've got something, Sharon.

It might not be perfect but we've got something, right?

Five minutes. I at least deserve that, don't I?

Please?

Denny. Mummy and John are just going to have a little chat. OK, sweetie?

Friends again?

How about you and me go and get an ice cream?

Here. See?

It's much better.

Ian.

Ian, I understand.

I understand what it's like to run away when things get tough.

I did it myself years back.

I ran away from my kids.

Carly and Deano.

I understand, Ian, but it doesn't solve anything.

It's not the answer.

What?

Go get him one of Phil's old shirts.

And keep an eye on him. I won't be long.

Yeah, OK.

Is it him? That bloke that brought you here?

No!

It is, isn't it?

He's getting married.

Well, I don't get it, Sharon.

I mean, what is it you want, eh?

Beautiful house?

Your own car? Holiday three times a year?

Shopping trips whenever you want? Dennis in a fantastic school?

Cos I can give you all of that.

I know.

So?

I want Dennis to be happy.

I want to be happy. And we ain't.

John, I'm sorry. I really am.

Oi, come here. Come on.

I think you should go over there.

I think you should go home and give Lucy and Bobby a big hug.

Cos I mean, there ain't enough room for you here, Ian.

D'you understand?

You shouldn't be here.

I mean, everything's good at the minute. Dad's happy.

Shirley's happy.

And I wouldn't want anyone to get in the way of that.

Cos if they did...

There we go. Perfect.

Please don't ruin everything, Ian.

Don't you dare. Don't you dare walk away from me.

I picked you up. I made you.

You didn't make me.

You were nothing. You were nobody. Does he know, eh? Your friend?

Does he know your dirty little secret, eh?

No. And he ain't going to.

Maybe you think you can do better than me?

Is that it, eh?

Well, I got news for you, sweetheart,

take a long hard look in the mirror, cos you're old.

You're old and you're faded and you're on the shelf.

And ain't nobody ever going to want to be with you.

Say that again.

Why? What you going to do, punch me?

I ain't decided.

ITEMS CLATTER ONTO THE FLOOR

You're going to regret this, I promise you that.

Right, she's asleep. And you are out of nappies.

That was a mistake.

I'll go and get some more in a little while.

It ain't about the nappies, Jay.

Yeah, I know that.

Look, I'm just going to say it, all right.

You definitely ain't no Ashton Kutcher,

but you really make me laugh and you love Lexi and she loves you and...

Look, I'm not saying I'm head over heels or anything

but I just think we could have a nice time.

But if that ain't what you want then it's no biggie.

You ain't no Cheryl Cole.

You're all right.

And you make me laugh.

Yes, I do love Lexi.

And I definitely think that we could have something nice.

But things are just a little bit...

Just a little bit mental at the minute.

So we'll just take it nice and slow.

OK.

Why am I still holding this dirty nappy?

-Cos it's your baby.

-Yeah, but it's dirty. Jay!

Go away. Go away. Go away.

-SHE GIGGLES

-Don't be so childish.

All right?

What nappies does she have?

I dunno, nappy's a nappy, innit?

All right, fay knights!

Yeah, that means like... Go away!

THEY ALL LAUGH

-What's that for?

-Dunno, things are just really good at the minute.

Yeah, they are.

I'm fine. Really.

You've done the right thing.

About time, eh? Think I'd've learnt by now, right?

You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.

Where's Denny?

Denny?!

Hello, Jay. Oi! Jay!

Are you ignoring me?

No. Sorry. I was, sorry.

You were, weren't you?

That's a bit rude, innit.

Abi's got a message for you.

She's going to be home in a couple of weeks.

She wanted me to tell you so I have.

Keep it.

Are you sure?

Here.

Here you go. Keep all of it.

Next time you speak to her would you just...

What?

Nothing. Who am I kidding?

Shirley. Shirl! Wait.

Here.

It's the nicest one, I think.

Shirley?

Phil!

Where did you get it?

What, the photo?

The frame. Where did you get the frame?

-I don't know.

-Where d'you get it, Denise?!

It was just from Kim. I don't know where...

Shirl, you're scaring me.

It's Heather's. It's Hev's.

John! John, wait!

-You brought this on yourself, Sharon.

-No! Denny!

Mum!

Denny!

Sharon! Come on. Sharon, come on.

We'll get him back, OK? We will get him back.

Shirley!

Shirl?

SHIRLEY SOBS

Shirl?

OK, look, you're sure? It's Heather's?

Come on, Shirley, there could be tons of 'em about.

It could just look like the one that was hers.

No.

No. This was hers.

She had a picture of me and her in it.

And after she was killed, it wasn't there anymore.

He took it.

Her killer. It's...

It's what he used to kill her with.

No, Ben! Get off me!

DOORBELL RINGS

Time out. Time out. Time out.

Go.

< Oi!

Don't know how you do it, you know?

What?

Laugh and that like nothing's happened.

Look, I've spoke to Ian. He's going back with the kids.

They'll make up. Things'll go back to normal.

-He ain't going to say nothing.

-You can't be sure of that.

Trust me. Everything's under control.

-Round two!

-No, no, no, no, no, no.

In here. In here. In here. In here.

Whoever did this, he hit her so hard

that he fractured her skull.

-What kind of monster can do that?

-Don't touch it no more.

We're going to take this to the police, yeah?

You see what I'm talking about, don't you, Shirl?

They've tried to hide it. But we've got it now.

And they can't hide it any more.

-Which way did he go?

-I don't know.

-Which way, Phil?!

-I didn't see.

Oh God, Dennis.

-Where could they be heading?

-If he hurts him...

That ain't going to happen. I ain't going to let it happen. Now just think.

Where would John go?

I don't know. Maybe back to the house?

-And which way's that?

-It's down there.

-Who we asking for again?

-DS Crisp.

Well, come on then.

-Did you say Kim got it for you?

-What?

-The frame. You said Kim got it.

-Yeah.

-Where did she get it?

I don't know. She gave it to me last week. Shirley!

-I'm not giving it to some copper for some evidence bag somewhere.

-They're not going to do that.

Won't they? All they've done is waste time dragging their heels.

Nobody's being punished. I need to find out who did this, Denise.

I need to find out.

All right.

Look, if Kim doesn't know anything we're going to come right back here.

Ian?

Ian?

I couldn't.

-I just couldn't.

-That's all right.

You come with me.

Come on. Come on, up.

There you go. All right?

You're all right.

His car's not here.

I haven't got my keys!

John?!

His sister's in there.

Nina! Nina! Open up. Open the door.

I'll kick it down if I have to.

Please. Please, Nina, I just want to see my boy.

Where've they gone?

-Go away or I'll call the police.

-Where've they gone?

That Denny's stuff?

Where's he taken him?

John's right, you've brought this on yourself.

-I said where's he taken him?

-He'll be better off without you.

That is not true.

I would die for my boy. You know I would.

John is doing this to hurt me, Nina, please.

Whatever you think of me, don't let him take my baby.

Go to hell!

Get her phone.

-Ow. Ow, get off me...

-Get her phone.

Oh, that. It's a bit tacky for my taste but I knew Denise would like it.

-I'm kidding.

-Where did you get it from?

Do you want one? You can have it if you like.

-Where did you get it, Kim?

-Is it important?

Yes. It is.

-Charity shop. Sorry.

-Which one?

The one down the road. Where Cora works.

Dee, you going to tell me what all this is about?

-Yeah, another time.

-Dee, what d'you think? Too much?

When is it ever not too much with you, Kim?

-JOHN: 'Nina?'

-Yeah, it's me.

-'You got everything?'

-Yeah.

-'You find the passports?'

-Yeah, they were in the drawer.

'OK, there's a parking spot near Moorfield country park. You know it?'

-Yeah, I know it.

-'Hurry up, all right.'

John...

Get in.

Moorfield country park - it's not far from here.

I don't know anything about a photo frame.

Are you sure? Do you remember anyone bringing it in?

-Probably in a big bag of stuff.

-Yeah, cos we don't get many of them(!)

Oi. Less of the sarcasm.

-Do you remember seeing it on the shelf?

-Maybe.

How long was it there for?

-I dunno. I'm not sure.

-Well then, think! Just think.

Look, if you can just try and remember just one small thing.

I don't know anything.

Look Shirl, we've done everything we can. At least we tried.

You could ask Cora. She's like...

encyclopaedic about this place.

Right, so what I was thinking was we go to the shop,

get some glitter but the one you can eat.

-What do you reckon?

-I reckon you've never been more gay.

I only want things to be nice, that's all.

-What, glitter...?

-Oh, shut up.

Oh, not again. Right, rock, paper, scissors.

-She's your kid.

-Please. Come on.

Rock, paper, scissors. Please? Ready?

BOTH: Rock, paper, scissors. Best of three?

Go in there!

Just relax, will ya, all right?

It's all under control.

Yeah, well, it ain't just that now.

-You and Lola?

-Yeah, mate.

Well, don't sound too enthusiastic.

-I dunno.

-You dunno what?

You two would be good together.

I mean, clearly she's a nutter, but...

you know, then there's Lexi. and she's all right.

-You know, for a baby.

-Yeah, but Abi's coming back.

And Lola thinks we're going to like make a go of it.

I see.

What do you care, anyway?

What?

He's, uh, he's here about your dad.

I said you didn't want to know.

Yeah, and I don't.

He, um, he just wants to see you.

He's a broken man, Lucy.

He looks twice his age.

I mean, he ain't said hardly anything about where he's been or what happened.

Nothing.

But he's scared. You can see that.

You can see it in his eyes. He's petrified. He's lonely.

And he wants to see his family.

Lucy, I know this is hard but he's had a really...

He's had a really tough time.

He needs you, sweetheart. And he needs Bobby.

He's had a tough time, has he?

Ask him how tough he thinks it is having a nine-year-old ask if his dad is dead.

Told ya.

Patrick. She's dribbling.

Lord have mercy, is this what we have to look forward to?

Yep. Have a look - go on.

-Sorry.

-Do you keep a record of where you get the stock for your shop?

-Hello, Shirley. Nice to see.

-It's important, Cora.

So's common courtesy.

I need your help. I'm asking for Heather. I'm asking for Hev.

Heather? I was losing anyway.

There they are, Phil. Don't get too close.

It's all right. I got this.

-John!

-No!

-John, get out of here!

-You stupid cow.

-Mum!

You all right, Ian?

I've been to see Lucy.

Lucy?

Yeah.

I'm not going to lie to you, mate. She's angry. She's upset.

She would be, wouldn't she?

You know, it's been really hard for her.

It's going to take a lot of time, mate.

She doesn't want to rush into anything, you know.

For Bobby's sake.

But... by the end of it, she was asking how you were.

And I think she'd definitely be up for seeing you eventually.

You know, when you're feeling a bit better.

She did, she said...

She said, you know, you just take as long as you need.

So that's really good, isn't it?

Gives you something to aim for, don't it?

We keep a record of some of the stuff if people bring it in.

Most of it just gets dumped on the doorstep.

Yeah, well anything you can tell us, Cora. Anything at all.

I don't understand. Why's it so important who brought it in?

It's...

It's a personal matter.

Going to be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

You're doing this for Heather, you say? Then I got all the time in the world.

-Come on.

-Oh, no. Roadworks.

Phil, go round.

-I can't.

-Phil, please, just go round.

Sharon, I can't.

I'll try and get in front of them after these lights.

TRUCK HORN BLARES No. Dennis. Dennis!

Dennis!

Oh, my baby, you're all right. Mummy's here, OK? Stay away!

-You just stay away!

-Back off pal, all right. Back off.

You're nothing but scum, Sharon. You and that little brat.

No!

I think the wedding's off, mate.

Anything?

What do you think?

You know, when I thought it was Andrew...

And they arrested him and I thought he'd killed her.

I don't know. It was easier.

Cos I had... I had someone to be angry at.

I had someone to hate. Not knowing who did this to her...

-I know, darlin'.

-Knowing he's still out there. Getting away with it.

Denise, it's the worst thing.

I know.

I need someone to hate. I need someone to be punished.

I know.

Shirley.

What, you got something?

"Three pairs of shoes, shorts, black dress. Best Friends photo frame."

Good.

Shirl? It's me. Listen, I'm sorry I'm late.

Things've taken a bit longer than I thought they were going to.

Listen, I've... I've been thinking, yeah, why don't we just go and get married.

You know, like tomorrow or something. Let's just go and do it.

Cos if you know something's right, you know it's right, don't you?

So, why wait?

Listen, I'll, um... I'll be home as soon as I can.

I'm six.

Before that I was five.

Is that right?

Did you know my dad?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

He died.

I know.

Here you go, baby. OK?

So. Where am I taking you?

I was going to pop over and see you because I got a book at a boot sale.

And I saw it and I thought of you immediately.

It's called the five stages of grief. Or is it six?

-I thought you might be interested.

-Jean....

-Oh yeah, the photo frame.

I'm not quite sure where I got it. I was getting stuff from all over the place.

-You should've seen some of the stuff Kim gave me.

-Kim?

I had to filter some of it out, because it could have been embarrassing.

But no, most of the good stuff came from your house, actually.

My house?

Yeah, yeah. Almost all of it.

There was a hilarious pair of leather hot pants.

And the photo frame.

It didn't have a photo in it.

It just had Best Friends round the edge?

Yeah, I remember it because I was thinking of keeping it myself

and putting a photo of me and Stacey in it, but...

No, it was definitely in one of the bags that Phil gave me.

Is that any use?

Ian?

Thank you.

For what?

For understanding.

Understanding?

Max didn't tell you what I said, did he?

I wish you were dead. How's that for understanding?

I had a clear out.

And the only reason I did that was to take my mind off things.

I threw a load of stuff away.

You know, old clothes, junk in the loft.

Phil gave the bags to Jean.

But I can't remember seeing it.

I really - I can't remember.

You don't think...

What?

Well, maybe Hev gave it to you. Maybe you had it all along.

But it just slipped your mind cos of all that's happened.

-No.

-OK then, perhaps it weren't in the flat when Hev died

and that was because you had it.

No.

Shirl, I know you're looking for answers

but this might not be it.

Maybe it is just an old photo frame.

I gave it to her on her hen night. It was in her flat. I know it was.

OK, we should've done this from the start.

If this DS Crisp is useless, then we just find somebody else.

I'll do it.

You sure? Don't go doing nothing stupid, Shirl.

They will get him. They will. It's just a matter of time.

She won't go to sleep. I've tried everything.

-Milk, dummy...

-Whisky?

-For me or her?

-Lo?

-Yeah?

-Lo, um...

-Yeah, you've already said that.

-Well, it's about Abi...

-Yeah, I know. She's coming home.

What? It's a magical thing called a text message.

Come on please. Jay, sing to her please. Take her.

Hello.

# Don't watch my passport photo. I know I look a bit loco

-# And I know that my Spanish is so-so...

-Dizzee Rascal?

It's working, innit?

# Cos we're going Ibiza

# I've got friends that really want to meet ya

-# With champagne... #

-I should film this.

Don't you dare film it!

-How long we gotta do this for?

-As long as it takes! Carry on.

# Drive away, get away

# We can go to the club or hide away

# We can do what you want to, baby... #

PHIL: I've been thinking, yeah, why don't we just go and get married.

Like tomorrow or something. Let's just go and do it.

Cos if you know something's right, you know it's right, don't you? So, why wait?

Listen, I'll, um... I'll be home as soon as I can.

MACHINE: End of messages.

All right.

Yeah.

He's going to go back it her, ain't he?

Yeah, course he will. It's always going to be Abi and Jay.

Jay and Abi.

I just don't know if I can do this on my own.

You ain't got to do it on your own though. I'm here.

I ain't going nowhere.

What's that for?

Just for being you.

PHONE RINGS

Shush, turn it off, turn it off.

Ben! Will you turn that thing on silent?

I will in a minute!

All right, Shirl.

Yeah, all right, OK yeah. Yeah, I'm on my way now.

Bye.

DENNIS: What's this place?

It's uh, it's called Albert Square.

Mum, are we staying here?

We'll see.

Dad?

Dad?

Shirl?

Look what I found.

It's quite heavy.

You wouldn't think it, by looking at it.

A little thing like that.

It'd take someone with a lot of force to knock someone out with it.