15/09/2013 EastEnders Omnibus

Ronnie.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine. Go on, go back inside.

Alfie should never have said that.

No, I should never have come back here.

Probably not.

But then, when did we ever make life easy for ourselves?

Listen, do you want some money?

-I haven't got much, but I can...

-No, no.

It took guts, Ronnie.

Coming back here.

Thank you.

SHE SNIFFS

You had no right to put me on the spot like that.

I tried, Rox. I really did.

She's my sister. All right? How am I supposed to choose between you?

-Still here?

-It looks like it, don't it?

Did you know your ex is best mates with Ian Beale?

-Ian Beale?

-Thick as thieves, ain't ya?

Who'd have thought it, eh?

-What's she talking about?

-A bit of business with the restaurant, that's all.

Was that really your missus, then?

I'm going to go and get some air.

Nah, nah, hold on - are you telling me she stole their baby, bruv,

you taking the mick?

-I swear to you.

-She better not come near Lexi, I'll tell you that.

Having a good old gossip, are you?

Whatever she did, she paid her dues.

No, Pops. She's a freak.

She ain't a freak. She's your family.

-Where are you going now?

-I'm going to bring her home.

Poor Alfie.

It's not Alfie I'm worried about.

Ronnie should never have come back here.

Oh, not you an' all, Jean?

She ripped this family apart.

And she's paid the price a hundred times over, poor cow.

< Shirley Carter?

-Taxi to Stansted.

-I'll be right out.

Right. This is it, then?

-What are these?

-Jimmy got me those.

Awww.

All right, Jean, you're going to crack a rib.

I'm going to miss you, Shirley Carter.

Aren't you going to say goodbye?

-Nah, they're all right.

-Bye.

-What you got there?

-Gran sent me some money.

-Cindy's got a secret stash.

-No, I haven't!

-Go on, lend me 20 quid.

-I'm broke.

I mean, I will be for the next year now.

Don't worry. This is the last of it now. See ya.

Why's she walking around with a big, ugly lamp?

She's moving in, you numpty.

Yeah, so be prepared for some changes.

-What kind of changes?

-What is it they say?

"Last in, first out"?

-Come on, Luc.

-If I were you, I'd be on my best behaviour.

-Off somewhere nice?

-Greece.

I always fancied Spain myself. They speak better English.

I need you to do a detour.

Ronnie.

Alfie was out of order.

What are you doing here, Jack?

I still care about you, don't I?

SHE SCOFFS

Really? By slamming a door in my face?

You don't exactly make it easy on yourself, do you?

Coming back here. Stirring things up.

-I feel for you, Ron. I really do.

-Everything all right?

Just do yourself a favour. Just go, yeah?

Listen, I was thinking of popping up the hospital to see Phil.

Fancy coming with?

-I think I should go, Billy.

-I know he'd really love to see you.

Come on, Ron. It's times like this we need to stick together, don't we?

-She's all right, I mean for a mad woman, you know. Decent.

-Yeah.

-What do you want?

-You've got three vehicles coming in later.

Same deal as before.

-We said before...

-I don't care what we said.

How about that?

DEXTER SIGHS

-How do I look?

-Great.

What are you going to say to Dad? About the money, I mean.

There's no point worrying him, is there?

Your dad's innocent. Any jury's going to see that.

Just trust me.

He'll be home with the family in a few weeks.

I guarantee it.

It's all go in there.

Denise is deciding who sleeps where.

So where will I go?

Well, you can keep bunking with me for the time being.

But you did buy an open return, didn't you?

Yeah, so Phil's put me in charge while he's recuperating. 'Lo!

Right chip off the old block, she is.

Well, go on then, say hello.

-All right?

-Hi.

I said I'd run Ronnie up to the hospital. Where's Lex?

With the childminder, I'm going to get her now.

-All right, we'll come with you.

-No. You can't!

What do you mean, "can't"?

They don't like strangers going to pick her up, you know that, Pops.

Ronnie's not a stranger. She's family.

-I should get going.

-No.

-Yeah, see you later.

Ronnie...

Got any spare grapes going?

How are you feeling?

Like I've just gone through the windscreen of a motor.

What are you doing here, Shirl?

Carl White.

-What about him?

-He's trouble, Phil.

-I can handle him.

-And Ian.

The pair of them - they're up to something.

-Ian owed him money.

-So?

So Carl had him over a barrel.

-So he's blackmailing him?

-If you can call it that.

You know he's trying to muscle in on the Arches, don't you?

-I'll talk to him.

-So that's it, is it?

You're going to stand back and let him make a mug out of you?

There's not a lot I can do when I'm stuck in here, is there?

Then I'll sort it.

Just be careful, Shirley, yeah?

-I can handle myself.

-What about your flight?

I should still make it.

There's nothing keeping me here, is there?

HE SIGHS

Shirl...

Just take care of yourself, yeah?

I need you to take me back to Albert Square.

-Have you seen the time?

-Look, just do it.

-McKlunky's, then?

-I've got a money off coupon somewhere.

< Yoo-hoo. It's only me.

KIM LAUGHS LOUDLY

Am I missing something?

Oh, Pops was just telling me a joke about a nun on a bicycle.

Honestly, we have been having such a laugh, ain't we?

I hope you don't mind me just dropping in like this.

Come on, man, this is still your home, you know.

It's just that we've had a change of plan for dinner tonight.

Ian wants to do a sort of special meal over at the restaurant.

Kind of welcome me into the family.

Pulling out all the stops, ain't he?

A free meal at his own gaff. Nice.

-Take it you won't be coming, then?

-Who, me?

-You'll be far too busy in here, won't you?

-What is it, three courses?

-Four...if you're lucky.

You know, I've always favoured the fine dining myself.

I mean, some people make do with McKlunky's...

but I'm more of the foie gras kind of girl.

-Foie gras?

-Yeah. It's like spam, innit?

Just not as chewy.

Hey. I did mention it was a family dinner, didn't I?

Jack. Jack, Jack, have you seen her?

HE SIGHS

Yeah. About an hour ago.

-Where was she going?

-She was going to the Tube.

-OK, I've got to find her.

-What, and risk another blow-up with Alfie?

-I am not going to let her go

-without saying goodbye.

-It's too late, ain't it?

Rox, I've been thinking - maybe, if you fancy it,

we could go up west tonight, make a night of it, yeah?

I just fancy an early night. I'm tired.

You had no right making her choose.

-Spare me the lecture, Jack.

-She's her sister.

From what I hear, you haven't been too welcoming yourself.

-That's different, innit?

-Why is it different?

As far as I'm concerned,

we're both carrying the scars of that woman, all right?

Hey. All right, madam? What are you doing out here on your lonesome?

Shirley will probably be at the airport by now.

-Perusing the duty-free.

-Ha-ha!

Liking the old sunnies. Look at them!

Shirley left them behind.

So...this is me, then - back to where I started.

A spinster with no friends.

-What you talking about, "no friends"? You've got lots of friends, Jean.

-Name one.

Me. Ian...Mo?

Mo's family. She doesn't count.

What are you going on about, being a spinster?

Ollie's gone.

-Go find him, then.

-It's not as simple as that.

Course it is. Take a leaf out of Shirley's book.

You know, life's all about taking chances.

Well, it's probably too late.

There's only one way to find out, isn't there?

I see Shirley's gone.

Oh, I'm missing the smell of fags and stale beer already.

You two been mates long?

I wouldn't exactly say mates. We've knocked about now and again.

-Bit of a meddler, ain't she?

-The woman's a rottweiler.

She gets the bit between her teeth and that's it -

-she ain't letting go.

-Yeah?

Good riddance, I say.

I wouldn't get too comfy.

I give her two weeks before she's back here making mischief.

I mean, everybody knows she's only doing it to get Phil back.

-Those two were never serious, were they?

-Oh!

They're like the Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor of Walford.

-PATRICK:

-They can't live with each other,

they can't live without each other.

Just wait here.

There's someone here to see you.

I was hoping that you might have a forwarding address for Ollie?

I think it's somewhere in Brighton. I can't remember.

Oh, really? Well, I was only asking on the off-chance.

He left some cherry belle seeds at mine...

Radishes. I just wanted to return them. That's all. Brighton, eh?

Makes a nice change from London.

He hasn't gone yet, you know.

There's his retirement party at the Rose and Crown tomorrow.

You should go and see him.

-Oh, I couldn't possibly...

-Maybe Carl can go with you.

He'd like nothing more than to be in a room full of coppers.

-Nah, you're all right.

-I don't know him that well

but one thing I do know is that he is very, very fond of you.

Hmm. (Thanks.)

-You all right?

-Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Don't I even get a kiss?

Don't get too carried away, will you?

So where's your missus gone, then?

She's my ex-missus.

I can't believe you let somebody like that just walk out.

Joey. Why don't you go home, eh?

Still got another hour yet.

Yeah, well, anything for a bit of peace, eh?

Go on.

-I'll see you a bit later on, then.

-Yeah, see you later.

HE SIGHS

I'll just go, shall I? I'm not going to sit around and be ignored.

-Sit down, Kirsty, please.

-Oh, finally, he speaks.

Listen, babe, there's something I've got to tell you.

-Go on.

-It's just not fair of me, you know. To keep you stringing along.

What are you talking about?

It's just...Ian, you know, he was right. I did cut the brakes.

-I don't believe you.

-Believe what you want, that's the truth.

-So Ian saw you cut the brakes?

-Yes.

Why are you just telling me this now?

Cos I don't want to keep looking in your face

and lying to you, Kirsty, all right? That's why.

It's this place. It's got to you.

You need to see a doctor. You're not thinking straight.

It ain't this place. All I'm doing, Kirsty, is telling you the truth.

No, you're not.

HE SIGHS

-So, why now?

-Babe, please. I just told you.

Cos I don't want to keep lying to you.

It's still your word against his. If you just stick to your original story,

there's a chance you're still going to get off.

Yeah, and that's exactly what I intend to do.

If you're intending to plead not guilty, what is the problem?

Just me and you, us... it's not working, all right?

What's this got to do with us, eh?

-I'm talking to you, Max!

-Cheers. I'm done.

-Max, I'm talking to you!

-Kirsty, we're over. All right?

Coo-ee! Look at us, eh? One big family coming together.

-Kill me now.

-Think of us as the Middletons. I'm Pippa.

LAUGHTER

We're just pleased you could all make it.

Please, take a seat and I'll get us some drinks.

Yeah, man, thanks for inviting us.

From now on, your home is our home. Yeah?

Isn't that supposed to be the other way round?

Not in Kim's case.

-So where's little Robbie?

-It's Bobby. And he's at a friend's house.

Well, on behalf of the family, I'd like to welcome you all.

-That is very kind of you.

-Ain't she adorable?

-Isn't she just?

-Right, come on. I'm starving.

Hey. Steady, you, no funny business.

We're practically brother and sister.

Ian, thank you so much for doing all of this.

No, thank you for agreeing to move in with me.

Eh, any chance of some grub down this end?

That's what I like to hear. A woman who likes her food.

I thought we'd celebrate the coming together of two families,

so I thought we'd make the effort and try and embrace your culture.

Culture?

So I have done, especially, rice and peas...

curried goat.

Is he taking the...

That's a really nice gesture, Ian. Thank you so much.

-Curried goat?

-Baby steps, darlin'. Baby steps.

There you go, Patrick. Just for you.

Yeah, man. I could get used to this, you know.

Not interrupting anything, am I?

-Now, there's a sight for sore eyes.

-What are you doing back here?

I need to talk to Ian.

-What about?

-It's all right, love. It'll just take a minute.

Peter, could you serve for me?

-How much did you owe him?

-Owe who?

-Who told you?

-It doesn't matter.

That's in the past, Shirl. That debt's been paid off.

Paid off? How?

Come on, Ian. The restaurant's doing good, but it ain't doing that good.

It's funny, innit? That you owe Carl money, and yet Max is banged up.

Ian? Your food's getting cold.

Yeah, I'll just be a minute, love.

What about Phil? He's just collateral damage, is that it?

Carl wanted to stitch Max up and you lied for him.

-Shirley, will you leave it?

-I can't!

-Look, it's not your problem.

-But it is now.

-Shirley, please...

-I thought you'd gone!

-I am trying, believe me.

You've left Jimmy's sunglasses at the Vic.

I've kept them in a special place for you.

-So promise me you'll come and pick them up before you go?

-As soon as I've sorted this mess out.

Oi! The meter's still running here!

HE GROANS

Shouldn't you be resting?

Carl?

So, how have you been?

I've had better weeks. What about you?

I can't imagine them getting the bunting out, I suppose.

I should never have come back here.

Where else were you going to go, eh?

I, er...

I suppose I could use another pair of hands

-at the club if you've got the time.

-You mean my club?

Why? What's happened?

-Just forget it.

-Phil...

He's called Carl White.

-What - is he trouble?

-And some. Yeah.

Why don't you sort it out?

I will do, as soon as I get out of here.

But Shirley reckons he's trying to muscle in on the businesses.

It's just for a couple of weeks, that's all.

-Phil, I can't.

-Why not?

I just... I can't face everyone around here.

They're never going to forget what happened.

Well, you know what I think?

You've done your time. So stop apologising.

Mate, you haven't seen a woman, have you? Late forties.

Can you be a bit more specific?

Looks a bit like that Zelda from Terrahawks.

-Any of you seen Carl?

-What are you still doing here?

If you see him, you tell him I'm looking for him, all right?

-Shirl...

-Leave it, yeah?

Leave what?

Will someone tell me what's going on?

Mmm!

Seeing as we're almost sisters...

I think me and you should go out on the pull one night.

-I'm sorry, how old are you?

-How old do I look?

-About 40.

-DENISE SNORTS

-44?

-I think you two need to go to the opticians.

I'd say more like 35.

Give or take a few years. Thank you, Cindy.

I think me and you are going to get on just fine.

OK. I think, er, this calls for a toast, don't you?

Ian?

-What was that?

-A toast?

-I just need to pop out again.

-Pop out where?

-I'll only be a couple of minutes.

-Oh!

-Is everything all right?

-Yeah. You know what Ian's like.

He's always on the go, ain't he?

Lucy, you know, I think you should go easy on this one, you know.

-Of course.

-For a few weeks.

And then we're really going to start giving her a hard time.

I have got something for you, actually.

A little housewarming present.

-It didn't cost much, but...

-Darling, you didn't have to do that.

I wanted to.

DENISE GASPS

-That looks expensive.

-I thought you were broke?

It is BEAUTIFUL, thank you.

-So where did you get the money from, Cindy?

-Yeah, Cindy?

Liam lent me the money, didn't he? Can you just stop going on about it?

Hey, how about that toast?

-To the Beale-Foxes.

-To the Foxy Beales.

To a new chapter.

ALL: Cheers.

-It's Shirley. She knows.

-She's got no proof.

Well, that's not going to stop her! What if she goes to the police

and tells them I provided a false statement?

-Don't get ahead of yourself.

-You don't know what she's like.

-She's halfway to Greece by now.

-No, she's not. She's out there.

She's trying to piece it all together.

Then I'm going to sort her.

-Oh, how did it go?

-Fine.

-And Dad?

-Yeah. Better than ever.

We're closed.

I'm not here for a car.

I thought you'd gone.

That would have made it easier for you, wouldn't it? Hmm?

If there's one thing you were always good at,

it was burying your head in the sand.

Close your eyes long enough and the problem just disappears.

Well, not this problem.

Just for the record, Jack, I don't need your pity.

In fact, I don't need anything from you.

Hey.

Rox, remember you've got me, Amy and Tommy.

And we ain't going anywhere.

-Excuse me, are you free?

-I am now.

Stop the car!

What is it with the women round here?

Do you want this cab or not?

Not today.

Expecting someone else?

I sent the boys packing, along with your dodgy motors.

I thought you and I have got a few things that we need to discuss.

So...where shall we start?

How you tried to kill Phil? Or the fact that you set up Max Branning?

I warned you, didn't I, Shirley?

Huh? About messing with my business. And what do you go and do?

Go and shoot your mouth off.

You disappointed me. I thought you were smarter than that.

-It'll just take one phone call.

-Nah.

It ain't going to come to that.

You know, when I was inside,

they taught us how to work through our problems.

You know, write to someone, tell someone, work it through.

I'm going to show you how I deal with my problems.

# ..Just trust in the good times

# No matter how long it takes

# How many heartaches

# Must I stand

# Before I find the love

# To let me live again?

# Right now the only thing

# That keeps me hanging on

# Are these precious... #

SONG CONTINUES ON RADIO

Right, come on. Do not even think about sitting there all day.

I've made a list of people that we need to ring.

I've got newspapers, journalists...

Do you really think anyone's going to want to know?

Dad has gone to prison and he's done nothing wrong.

People want to know and it's up to us to tell them.

How old are you, Abi? I mean, all this, it's kids' stuff.

-Pie in the sky.

-Excuse me for actually doing something practical

to try and help my dad, which is more than you two are doing.

You're right.

I'm sorry, I just think all this is getting on top of me.

Oi.

You've been in a foul mood since you got back from seeing Dad yesterday.

Has something happened?

Yeah, well, I'm a mardy cow. It's my personality, get used to it.

OK. Right, maybe I'll go and see Dad, then.

He can tell me what's going on.

Not in front of Abi.

I ain't being funny, but your underwear drawer

-could do with a bit of reorganising.

-Don't give me nightmares.

PHIL GROANS

Phil?

It's all right, it's nothing.

You went through a windscreen, all right? It ain't nothing.

You do realise you're going to need a bit of help?

-Just for a little bit, anyway.

-Yeah, I was...

-I was going to talk to you about that, as it goes.

-Right, yeah.

I've asked Ronnie to stick around for a couple of weeks.

Take care of the businesses, just till I'm back on my feet.

-What?! Are you joking?

-No, it's all right.

-It ain't all right!

You seriously telling me you're going to put your faith

in some nutcase who goes nicking other people's kids over Pops?

-Ronnie is family, and I trust her.

-What, and you don't trust him?

-Lola!

Billy's got enough on his plate, ain't he?

Helping you take care of Lexi.

That's more important than the club or the Arches or anything else

-as far as I'm concerned.

-Oh, yeah sure, whatever, Phil... No, Pops!

Do you feel like telling me what you're doing in Phil's club?

I saw some old delivery guy struggling with that.

I thought I'd be a good Samaritan.

A good Samaritan?

Oh, let me guess - you must be Carl?

I've got a reputation already.

And you are?

Oh, I'm Ronnie. I'm Phil's cousin.

You're a lucky man, aren't you, Carl?

Walking away from that crash with only a few scratches.

Yeah, I got lucky.

I always get lucky.

When I went down for five and a half years,

even my mum said it should have been ten.

I can see the family resemblance.

Phil can be just as stony-faced when he wants to be.

I think it's time you were leaving, don't you?

I bet the girls inside loved you when they saw you, eh?

Considering what you did.

Yeah, see, I'm not the only one with a reputation, Ronnie.

You can tell Phil that he's got nothing to worry about

while he's in hospital, recovering.

I can look after all his operations

while he's out of commission.

SHE SIGHS

Am I glad to see you! Here.

-What are you doing?

-I'm not working through my lunch break.

Oh, no, come on, Kat!

All right? What's this, then?

It's for my dad's campaign. I found this charity

that specialises in, like, miscarriages of justice.

Abi? You know where I've just been?

I've just been to hospital to visit Lexi's granddad.

What happened to Phil had nothing to do with my dad. He's innocent.

Babe, you could be a bit more sensitive.

-Whose side are you on?

-I ain't on any side - trying not to be, anyway.

-Yeah, well, you could try a bit harder.

-All right, that's enough.

Come on, Abi, let's go.

MUSIC: "Thriller" by Michael Jackson

< Hello? Kim? Kim!

THEY SCREAM

What are you doing?! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?

-I nearly dropped my lunch!

-Sorry. Is Shirley here?

No. She's long gone.

And you know, she didn't pay her bill before she left, cheeky mare.

She couldn't have done, because she hasn't collected these yet.

They're from little Jimmy. She wouldn't have gone without them.

Listen, I went up to her room - the bed has been stripped,

all her stuff has gone. Trust me, she ain't coming back.

Oh, my heart!

Jay?

Ronnie, I thought you'd gone?

Phil wants the books for the Vic and the Arches

so his accountant can do the VAT. Shall I come by and get them later?

I'll drop them off later.

I think the best thing you can do is leave me to get on with things.

Phil got you running round like a right little lapdog already, has he?

You want to watch yourself, girly.

I hoped I'd seen the last of you. Fervently prayed, actually.

Phil asked me to keep an eye on things for him.

How heart-warming. The injured lion extends his sore paw to the convict.

What a ghastly world we live in.

It's good to have you back.

I know I'm being silly. Shirley said goodbye to everyone.

I just didn't think she'd go without these.

I wasn't ready to actually think of her as gone yet.

Look, I know you're going to miss her. But you've still got me.

-Why don't we go for a drink later?

-Oh, yeah.

Oh, no - Ollie's got a retirement do this evening.

I'm going to bob along, sort of a last-ditch attempt kind of thing.

-I thought that was over with?

-Oh, yeah, it was, it is, but...

No buts, Jean.

That bloke is not good enough for you.

After the way he reacted when he found out about your illness?

Look, if you go back there, he'll just do it to you again.

Is that what you want?

I'll get Alice to look after Tommy

and we can have a real good catch-up, yeah?

And you just forget about him.

When Kirsty went to see Dad yesterday...

..he said he was guilty.

He confessed to her.

What, and you believe him?

I don't know.

I don't know what to think.

All I know is that sometimes things do get out of control, don't they?

-Things just happen...

-Right, right, come on,

we will go and visit him and then you can look him in the eye

and you will see that there is no way that he could have done this.

All right?

Yeah, what, you interested in buying a motor, are you?

I'm checking in on your new career.

It was always inevitable, you becoming a used car salesman.

You've got all the attributes - the unctuous charm, the nylon suits...

What is it, Michael? Because, you know, I'm busy at the minute.

I'm just checking in on my oldest...

oldest friend.

-How are you doing?

-Fine.

-Well, apart from Max being banged up.

-Yeah, I heard.

-Nothing else?

-If you're talking about Ronnie, don't.

All right? It's over between me and her. Has been for ages.

-Easy to say.

-Easy to do. Cos she's not in Walford, is she?

If she was, I still wouldn't have anything to do with her.

Very conclusive.

Well done, you.

Not only is he a talented mechanic, but he cleans up after himself.

-Phil's a lucky man.

-What do you want, Carl?

You ain't got no business with me or the Arches any more.

Yeah, not since Shirley stuck her oar in.

But you know what -

Shirley's gone now.

And it's about time you started doing what you're told.

I've got a friend dropping off a vehicle. You know the drill.

You missed a bit.

What are you both doing here?

Kirsty told me what you said to her yesterday.

Yeah, so will you tell her? Tell her how stupid this is.

Abs, please.

Look, please tell her this isn't true. Please.

I don't understand what you're doing here.

-I didn't want you both to come here. Do you understand me?

-OK.

-Come on, then, Abs, let's go.

-No. No. He has to say it.

-I will not believe it until you say it.

-Abi, don't do this.

-Say it!

I did it, Abs.

Everything they're saying I did. It's all true.

-Go after her, Lauren. Please.

-Dad...

-Just go after her, will you?

-You're lying...

-Can you just get out of here?

I dunno what you're on about.

Why are you lying to my face, Jay? I know.

Look, the minute Carl's mate drops that car off,

I want you to phone me.

Do you understand?

He is the main reason that Phil wants me here.

He knows he's trying to take over everything.

I didn't realise he wanted this place as well. What's he up to?

The cars come in and he wants them fixing up.

Don't know where he gets them from, so don't ask me.

He don't really like doing paperwork.

Right. So why don't you let me handle Carl from now on?

Are you mad? Carl ain't the type of person to be handled.

-And certainly not by you.

-Why don't you let me decide that?

And remember which side you're on.

Ronnie!

Jean, come on, sweetheart, you got to get a move on

if you want to get to the ball before you turn into a pumpkin, eh?

I've decided against going to the party. It was a silly idea.

Oh, you think believing in love is silly, do you?

No. Just that...

Kat's right - if I go back for more, I'll only end up getting hurt again.

Kat's the one putting you off, is she?

You're looking at a bloke here who's made a fool of himself over love

more times than I care to remember.

Trust me, sweetheart, if you want to be with this bloke, OK...

then you've got to take a risk.

On Friday the 13th?

You don't think that's tempting fate a bit too much?

This is what I'm prepared to do -

I will walk under every ladder in Walford,

kiss every black cat there is,

just so we get rid of every ounce of bad luck. Deal?

I'll go for it. I'm really going to go for it!

-Yeah, yeah, yeah? Deal!

-Deal!

-Don't forget your tea.

-Oh, yeah.

Here, did you know that your friend Shirley

left the country without paying her rent?

Shirley Carter? Citizen of the year? My, my, you do surprise me.

She don't pay her debts, yet Jean reckons she wouldn't leave

-without her grandson's sunglasses.

-You think something might be wrong?

No, of course not. Although I did think Shirl might have knocked

on the door last night to say goodbye before she went.

Oh, there you are.

You know that car your mate dropped off earlier to the Arches?

It's not there any more.

A garage standing forlorn without a car.

-A bit like a mother without a baby, ain't it?

-It's in a lock-up.

If you ever use the Arches again for your own personal interest,

I'll make sure the police find that lock-up.

There won't be any traces back to me or Phil.

But I can't guarantee the same for you.

That's the good thing about the East End -

places like the Arches are ten-a-penny.

And here was me thinking today was going to be boring.

You've just given me something to do.

Thanks, Ronnie.

SHE SIGHS

Do you know what, Abi? I think he's lying.

You were right - Dad could not do something like that.

Now who's delusional?

Face it, Dad is guilty

and he's going to prison for a really long time.

I know how you're feeling.

But we've got each other, haven't we?

I know that I ain't been much of a sister,

but things are going to be different now.

Why? Because Lauren's stopped drinking? What, Lauren's changed?

-Lauren, Lauren, Lauren.

-Well, I'm trying to make it up to you, Abi!

You know what, I don't even want to be part of this family any more.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Sorry, we're not open.

Ronnie Mitchell.

-I thought it was you.

-So I don't have to introduce myself, then?

-I was a Mitchell once. But then you knew that.

-Yeah. I did.

I bet Peggy's told you a few stories about me over the years.

Probably feels like you know me by now.

It certainly feels like I know you.

Because of Jack?

I'm the idiot he was supposed to marry.

The one he chucked at the altar cos he couldn't get over you.

I'm sorry about that. But that was Jack's choice, not mine.

Poor Ronnie. Always the injured party.

Yeah, you're right, I have heard about you, Sharon.

I heard you've wrecked a few marriages in your time as well,

so don't expect me to get out the violins for you any time soon.

-I think you'd better leave.

-I can't do that.

You see, Phil's asked me to look after the place while he's laid up.

So I guess that means you and me are going to be working together.

Sorry, ladies, didn't mean to interrupt.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

I'd rather clear out the storeroom than chat here with you two.

In the office.

I thought you were going.

Yeah, I am. This is just temporary.

Look, I'm sorry about yesterday. All right?

I wasn't offering pity, I just wanted to check you were all right.

Why?

You couldn't care less about me. At least Michael was honest in saying

that he hoped he'd never see me again.

Come on, you're really going to compare me to Michael?

Ronnie, we were married, all right? We had a son.

Do you know what, you need to stay away from me.

I think that's best for everyone.

-Yeah. I guess you're right.

-So stay away from me until I'm gone.

Sounds like a plan.

We shouldn't even look in each other's direction.

Yeah, you're right.

Yeah, I am.

Goodbye, Ronnie.

SHE SIGHS

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

No, Phil. I haven't been to the Vic yet.

No, don't ask Billy to do it, OK? I will do it.

Yeah, I'm heading there right now.

What have you done to Shirley?

That's a bit confrontational. How do you know I've done anything to her?

Please tell me that she's all right.

Let's just say our little problem's sorted, shall we?

You didn't.

What happened?

We saw Dad.

Alfie, have you seen Jean?

I'm supposed to be meeting her for a drink.

No. No, no, I haven't. Sorry.

-What's that for?

-Just a wish that true love finds its way.

Ronnie?

I thought you'd gone.

I've got to sort out a few things first.

Phil wants to check the books,

so he's asked me to come in and get them for him.

I've already flung you out once this week. Have I got to do it again?

Turn around and start walking.

Bring the books to Phil's as soon as you can.

You know where I am if you need me.

You knew, didn't you? When you came sniffing round the car lot.

-Knew what?

-About Ronnie.

-You knew she was back, you were just checking to see if I did.

-Rumbled.

You've got the cheek to call me your oldest, bestest mate?

I am your oldest, bestest mate. I was doing you a favour.

-Oh, really?

-Don't be so ungrateful.

I was protecting you from the woman who ruined your life.

You should have married - what's her name? - Sharon.

Or the other one. The other sister.

Not Ronnie, Jack. Not you.

I'm one of them, Jack. I'm one of the difficult ones.

I know. You choose one of us, and you'll never be happy.

-I just need to leave her behind, that's all.

-Precisely. That's right.

Then why can't I?

MUSIC: "Hotel California" by The Eagles

-Lucky git.

-Sorry?

30 years, we've worked together.

Now he's getting out and I've still got to go to work on Monday morning.

Life just ain't fair sometimes, is it? Another drink?

Where do you think you're going?

Just tell Phil I'm sorry.

He trusted you,

he put his faith in you, and this is how you're going to thank him?

I can't do this!

I can't be here, Billy, it's too much for me!

I'd have given my right arm if he'd asked me to do all of that.

But he didn't.

He chose you.

And now you're just going to throw it back in his face?

I'm never going to be allowed to forget what I did!

Do you think you're the only person that's ever done something

-that they're ashamed of?

-No, no, of course not...

There's been plenty of times when I've wanted to run away and hide.

But I haven't. Because I'm a Mitchell.

And that still stands for something round here.

And if Phil could see you now...

..he'd be ashamed.

So...you go...if you're going!

Then they kicked me back to uniform.

Course, it was all a misunderstanding,

but mud sticks, don't it?

Ollie was the only one who stuck by me.

He was a good copper.

Course, we all know why he's really retiring.

-Do we?

-It's enough to shake anybody up, ain't it?

You think you're walking into a bog-standard domestic,

you get there and find one kid dead on the floor and the other one...

He does his best for them, but it's too late.

Their mum was a nutter, she just went off on one.

Sad, innit?

Excuse me.

Hey. You all right?

Yeah. yeah, I just came up for a breather, that's all.

I know that can't have been easy for you down there.

-You know, seeing her again.

-It's fine. It's fine,

I was just surprised, that's all.

No regrets.

Jean! Where have you been? I've been waiting in there for ages.

Sorry, I...

You've been to that retirement party, ain't you?

Can we not talk about it, Kat? Please?

Course, whatever.

Jean.

Come on, let's go and have a drink.

Right, I'm not going to tell you again - I've had complaints.

Now, keep your hands to yourself. Cut out the swearing, or you're out.

Who's complaining?

Whoever it is, get them a bottle or something. Put it on my tab.

Are you planning on paying your tab this time?

I know I've got a face that women like to nag at.

But can you not do it in front of my friends, please?

Is everything OK, Sharon?

Oh, here we are. You're there every time I turn.

I'm fine. I can handle things.

-Yeah, well, there's people waiting at the bar.

-Excuse me?

She said there's people waiting at the bar.

It's a polite way of saying, "Do one, Sharon."

You're welcome to each other.

I can tell security ain't her thing.

I could sort it out for you if you like?

You know you're not doing this, don't you, Carl?

You're not muscling in on this place and the Arches. Phil won't allow it.

I've enjoyed today, sparring with you.

But I'm here to tell you

the Mitchells ain't any big news round here any more.

I'm not scared of you. There's a load of people that want me out of Walford, and I'm still here.

-Do you want to know why?

-Do tell me.

Because I'm a Mitchell.

Now, why don't you get out of my club

before I make a cheeky phone call and have you thrown you out?

I like your style.

Game on, then, Ronnie.

Let's go.

SHE SIGHS

Feel better?

Jean, listen to me, all right? You are not alone.

Look at me - I haven't got a bloke. But I've got you. And Bianca.

You've got loads of mates that really care about you.

So just focus on that, yeah?

Yeah. I'll be fine, Kat. You don't need to worry about me.

Just popping to the loo, all right?

Shirley, it's me.

You probably won't get this for a while...

I just wanted to say - be happy.

I miss you.

Look if you're still planning on leaving...

..I'm going to need to know where you're going.

Why?

Because I've spent every day of the last three years

trying to forget you.

You know, thinking we were rotten.

But we ain't.

We lost our little boy.

It broke us.

But that don't have to be the end, Ron.

Come on, we're better than that.

I'm not going to let you push me away this time.

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