16/11/2012 EastEnders Omnibus

CLATTERING

Something I said?

Oh, look, I've un-broken it.

Is that one of those scented candles?

Oh, I love them!

There you go.

KNOCK ON DOOR

KNOCK ON DOOR REPEATS

-Hi.

-Hi.

So I've looked it up, it's 120 miles to Birmingham.

If you take a car, it'll take two-and-a-half hours.

-If you take a train, it'll take an hour and a quarter.

-And if I don't come at all?

Yasmin will never forgive you. And worse...

-There's worse?

-Syed, you'll never forgive yourself.

You need a shave.

And some deodorant.

I love you too.

You need to look presentable.

I'm not listening to you, remember?

Right, well, don't listen to this.

You can't wave Yasmin off looking like that.

I'll get a flag and wave it from the window.

Don't do this, Christian.

Oh. Sorry.

Lauren, wait a minute, will you? We can't do this every time we end up alone in a room together.

-DOORBELL CHIMES

-Ugh!

You all right, Nan?

Hmm.

OK, well, "morning" would be nice.

Nan?

Guess who!

-The man of my dreams?

-Yes, well done, you genius, you.

Yeah, I'm such a genius that I'm going turn a Monday into a Friday

and take you out again.

Sweetheart, seriously, Kat, that's a lovely idea,

but I think it's too late notice to get cover.

-Let's save it for another night, yeah?

-Yeah.

-Want a cup of tea?

-Yeah.

Mum?

-I'll be off.

-No, no, wait. Please.

What is it, Mum?

Just fancied a cuppa.

-There's a caff across the road.

-TANYA TUTS

You all right?

Just one of those days, darling.

Right.

-What days?

-I'll be all right in a minute. Just ignore me.

Right, lovely. Will do. Not a problem. Come on, babe.

Here, you'll never guess who this is from?

Only from Rainie.

Wishing me luck on my wedding day. Can you believe that?

D-Did she say anything else?

Just that she hopes I have a lovely day.

She's got a nerve, ain't she?

-Ignore it.

-There's only a small matter of a bridesmaid's dress. That Rainie tore up.

Yeah. Now she thinks she can just buy me a card and it'll be all right. I'm not having it, Mum.

I want her phone number.

I ain't got my phone on me.

Well, when you do get it, let me have it. Then I can let Rainie have it.

You wanted a flag.

I found it in the caff.

Take it.

You know there'll be photos when she's leaving.

Everyone will take photos on their phones and cameras,

and if you're not in them, she's never going to ask who you were.

SKIPPING ROPES THUD

Has anyone seen Ray?

Oh, yes, he told me to tell you he's sorry, but something's come up.

-He can't do the self-defence class with you.

-I took a day off work!

The whole day? Trying to be a ninja or something?

-It was going to be a really full-on session.

-Oh, kinky!

We had one of them last night.

-Oi!

-No, nothing like that.

I was joking, Alice.

Yeah, I know.

-Is that why you're blushing?

-I'm not.

I'm not!

MOBILE RINGS

All right, Alice?

No, I'm not working till later. Why?

Yeah?

Yeah, well, I'll come down the gym with you. You don't want to waste your day off, do you?

Yeah. Yeah. I can teach you.

Got to keep my sister safe, ain't I? All right? See you in a bit.

-I just came for Rainie's number.

-Sorry, I forgot. I deleted it.

-Mum, you didn't?

-By accident.

Let me have a look at your phone.

Told you.

I'll just have to find her some other way, won't I? Have to get in touch with Jack.

Let it go. It's just a stupid card.

Like you wouldn't go storming in, Mum. You'd be angrier than I am!

Maybe I'm mellowing.

Pff! Blimey, Mum. I knew you weren't yourself this morning.

Your sister... I haven't always told you the truth about her.

Right. What's she done now?

-This isn't about Rainie.

-It's always about her. I'm sick of it.

OK, OK.

When I went to see Rainie, I got drunk.

Maybe I-I didn't remember things the way I...

-thought I did.

-Mum, it's all right. You don't have to defend her.

She wasn't even there, Tanya.

She sent her sponsor.

She brought a letter with her.

She's doing good, but she don't want to meet with me.

You told me she was there. You told me she was raving drunk.

Why would you do that?

Don't just shrug at me, that's not an answer.

It's all I've got.

But you...

Right, so she's sober? She's sober. You didn't tell me.

That's great. Means she can come to the wedding.

No. She's not well enough. It's too soon.

I need to get in touch with her, I need to see her.

Leave her alone. She's sorting herself out.

Anything else you conveniently forgot to tell me?

-Nothing.

-No?

Nothing about a bridesmaid's dress, maybe?

-Getting ripped up, getting ruined?

-It didn't.

What do you mean, it didn't? What happened?

-Can't remember.

-Mum! What happened to the bridesmaid's dress?

I binned it. There.

-That better than a shrug for you?

-You did WHAT? Why would you do that?

That's insane!

I don't want to talk about this any more. Not today.

Oh, well, good. Because I've heard enough.

I've heard more than enough.

DOOR SLAMS

All right?

-Are you sure you know about self-defence?

-I know enough.

Ty, shall we go? Stinks in here.

-You following me around?

-Er, I really don't think so.

I'm just here to see Uncle Jack. Is he here?

-Whitney, have you seen him?

-Oh, you talking to me?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm trying to.

-Right, I'm off.

-You only just got here!

You ain't going to scare anyone off, all right? You're just...

-You're just wasting your time, trust me.

-Joey!

What a div. I mean, really?

Is that everything?

Yeah, just about.

No, that's staying.

She never really played with it.

I, um... I booked a cab.

How long?

An hour.

I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to reschedule our appointment.

I did say I was sorry!

Does this mean you're going to see Yasmin off?

-It means I'd rather sit here and have a coffee, Luce.

-All right?

-Hey.

-So you reckon this new care plan's going to work then?

Well, we're hoping.

-Oi, you got a menu?

-You'll find one inside.

It's all right. Can't eat anyway.

Lola, you've just got to hang on in there, OK?

Yeah, that's easy for you to say. I just miss her so much.

What if she forgets me, then what am I going to do?

Oh, darling, she'll never do that.

Probably already forgotten.

-Cora, you were late opening up.

-Got a bit distracted.

Oh, about time!

Nice.

Suits you.

-It's not mine. It's my sister's. She wants rid of it.

-I'm not surprised.

Lola. You all right, babe?

Yeah, just great.

Anything I can do?

Not unless you've got Lexi under your coat.

Know what I'd do if I was you?

-Wash your hands of the whole thing.

-Cora!

Look at her, Patrick. Look how worried she is.

I thought you were behind me?

It'll never be how you imagined, no matter how hard you try.

Think I can still do people's nails with half a pint of vodka in me?

I've done a lot worse with less in me!

All right, Alfie. Three of the usual, please, mate.

Business is booming. Or are you here to apologise for the mess you left last Friday?

-What you talking about?

-We tidied up, you muppet.

-Kat, have a word with 'em, will you?

-Have a word?!

-Oi, you're all naughty boys!

-Well, smack my wrists.

What you lot doing in here anyway?

-Just a bit of bonding.

-Brothers.

You want something to bond over?

Tell you what, why don't you take my mother into the woods and then leave her there?

-I'll get the car, shall I?

-I hear Epping Forest's lovely this time of year.

Boys, boys, bit of respect, please.

That's my mother-in-law you're talking about. Right, let's go.

THEY LAUGH

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

Here, Tan, what you doing later, sweetheart?

You asking me out, Alfie?

No, I promised Kat we'd go out, but unfortunately I'm stuck here.

I thought, you know...

-Come on, you had a great time last time, didn't you?

-It's all right, Alfie!

We had a laugh, didn't we? Yeah.

There you go. See. You wanted to go out, you shall go out. Nice one.

-Here you go, Del.

-Cheers, mate.

-Thank you, mate.

-You're leaving it a bit late.

-Yeah, well, I'm here now.

Yasmin's in the lounge, if you want to say goodbye?

That's the last thing I want to do. I'm here to stop her leaving.

-Ray'll sort you out.

-She wishes.

Not being funny, Alice, but your brother is a bit of a muppet.

Ain't he, Lauren, eh?

Uh, yeah, yeah, total muppet.

-What's she doing here?

-It's all right, she's cool.

Is she? What's changed?

Well, I've stopped being a div, ain't I?

Hmm. It's about time.

Anyway, I'm going to get back to the stall. All right?

And listen, if it helps, there is one move that I know.

120 miles.

That's all. Hardly anything.

-I've got to try, you know that.

-I'm sorry.

It's been decided, it's happening.

I'll beg you.

-I'll get on my knees if I...

-CAR HORN BEEPS

-Do you mind?!

-Christian...please.

It's all right, because she's not going anywhere.

Tell him, tell him how you really feel.

Me?

Both of you.

I know you don't want this to happen any more than I do.

You have to let her go. Just like we do.

Mas, this is your last chance to stop this.

-It's for the best.

-Then why are you falling apart?

If you're doing this because I took Sy off you.

That would make me a pretty sad person.

Please. Don't do it.

Look...whatever ends up happening between you and Sy,

you know you'll always be a part of Yasmin's life.

And that's a promise.

Birmingham... isn't exactly on my radar.

So change your radar, girl.

Look I know you hate this, but you have to let her go.

I've got a life for Yasmin, a good one, a happy one.

Happy?

What are you going to do if she gets upset and she asks for me?

What will you tell her?

That you're on your way. And you'd better be.

Give your Uncle Christian a big kiss.

Hey.

Sit down here.

I'm sitting right here. Now you be a good girl for me.

OK? I'm going to ring and check up on you...

And I'll come and see you.

Cos I love you. Very much.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

Look after her.

I will.

See you soon.

Get up.

Why?

Go on. Get up. Now.

Go on, Alice.

Come at me.

-I didn't mean what I said earlier, all right?

-Oh, bless him, he's scared.

Oh, shut up. Scared?

Go on then, go for her.

Come on.

This is ridiculous, you know that? All right. Ready?

Who's not ready now?

Cora, you're meant to be at the charity shop.

What's going on?

Here you go, fellas. This one's on me, all right? Cheers.

We're good enough for you now, are we? I thought you told Kat you were busy tonight.

Tracey come good at the last minute. Just don't tell the missus.

You shouldn't do that, Alfie. Ooh la la.

-Lying to your woman.

-Rotten, that is. Lying behind their backs.

Bang out of order, Alfie. Bang out of order.

What you talking about? We're only having a drink.

-Yeah, very funny.

-They were born to be lied to, Alfie.

Long as they don't lie to us in return, that's what matters.

-Here's to honest women, eh?

-Oh, hang on.

-What? Oh, yeah.

-Him.

-He ain't got one.

I like to call it "between women".

Know what I like to call it? Sad.

I'll drink to that.

Know what I'd normally be doing right now?

Cooking the dinner with my left hand, ironing a shirt with the right

-and making the packed lunches with my foot.

-Max lazy then?

-Lazy? It'd be an improvement, that.

Maybe he's saving his energy for the bedroom, Tanya.

-Is that what Alfie's like?

-Eh?

Come on. What's Alfie like?

Just - lovely Alfie.

You still in pain?

Oh, yeah. Absolute agony.

Serves you right.

Oi. Your mates aren't here now, you don't need to do that.

OK. You saw through me then?

Yes, I did.

And you're not angry?

No. Hardly going to be that, am I?

See? See, we can be friends. It's not that hard, is it?

Yeah. Well, it's all right.

Just as long as, you know, nothing else happens.

Which it won't.

-Good.

-Good.

-OK. Well, this is us then.

You know, I even think my shoulder's stopped hurting now. What d'you think of that?

Go on, Al. How many women you had? Spill the beans.

OK. I think...probably close to 20.

That all?

-About three figures, easy.

-Oh, really?

-It's not quantity, is it? It's quality.

-Thank you, Max.

Trouble with Jack was, none of them had any quality.

Well, you throw enough darts and one's going to stick, Derek.

And no offence, but Sharon just might be a bull's-eye.

Yeah, for Phil maybe.

What's he got to do with anything? Eh?

Me and Sharon have got a good thing going, all right?

Don't think you can twist it with your snidey comments.

-Jack, Jack, leave it. He's only winding you up.

-Am I?

Oh.

My turn.

D'you reckon I can trust Jack?

Where'd that come from?

You've known him a lot longer than me, Tanya.

I barely scratch the surface these days.

Hardly filling me with confidence.

Thing is, Sharon, can you really trust anyone?

I mean, really and truly. What d'you think?

I'd like to think so.

But then we can't all be angels, can we?

Spoken like a true sinner.

Oh, hello, look. She's gone all quiet.

You never told me what happened today. Why'd you want to drink a whole pint of vodka?

My mother happened.

It looks like her and Rainie won't be at the wedding.

That's a shame, they'll miss Jack's big speech.

Don't even get me started on that pair.

I've had it up to here with Jack and Derek bickering.

It's just lucky Max is the voice of reason.

Ain't being funny, Del, but you weren't even a consideration for best man.

-Oh, is that right?

-I'd have asked that table leg before you.

I'd give a better speech than monkey boy here.

We're supposed to be having a quiet drink.

We are having a quiet drink. What you talking about? We are!

-You need to lighten up, Derek.

-Oh, yeah?

You want to make it to this wedding, don't you, Jack?

-Who are you bringing?

-Is it Jackie Bosch?

-Jackie Bosch.

Oi, oi, oi. Enough of that, enough of that.

I think I might call it a night.

Go on, Del, give her a little call. Jackie Bosch.

# There's only one Jackie Bosch. #

Trouble is, Max, I don't think she's going to come -

I'd lay money that she don't even exist.

That's it. See you later, lads.

Tell me, Jack - how's the wedding plans with Phil and Sharon going on, eh?

-How's that all turning out? All going tickety boo, is it?

-What's this?

Hasn't he told you? Has he not told you?

About the big engagement? The big engagement.

Not so noisy now, are you, monkey boy?

Cos it's bogus. All right?

-Yeah, and she's doing it for Social Services.

-Right.

I tell you what - maybe you can be best man at that wedding and all.

Oh, yeah?

Oh here y'are. Here, look, here's our women.

Where's yours?

All right, are you? Having a nice time, boys?

Jane... Yeah.

I know it's late, just wanted a chat with my big sis, that's all.

Come on, you're like a child.

What you trying to do? What you trying to do?

-You trying to get me naked?

-In your dreams.

Lauren, you've got to be a witness to this.

Your mum, she's manhandling me. Womanhandling me!

You're meant to be setting me a good example.

What's gotten into him?

It's Derek. He's got issues, ain't he?

Issues about long lost love.

Well, if I was her, I'd stay lost.

If he was that bothered, he could just look her up.

Are you serious? Poor woman's probably still having counselling.

What do you mean? What you talking about? What's that - look her up?

Well, Dad, it's 2012.

Just go online, type a name in and there you go.

You wouldn't. Don't.

Going to woggle it.

I was going to put 48 candles on it.

48? Who's that for? Tanya? Max? I didn't think they were that old.

It's not for them.

It's for Ava. My first born.

The baby that never was.

You remember what they're like in those first few moments?

Beautiful. And perfect.

Spanking brand new.

Then she was gone.

She died?

I'm stood here looking at this cake

and I'm wondering how I could let that happen.

I'm so sorry.

Ava Hartman.

The nurse told me her new name - she wasn't supposed to.

Her new name? I don't follow.

She didn't die.

That's what I told everyone, that's what I told Tanya.

My Ava was so...so healthy.

Full of life.

I...had to give her away.

That's...how it was.

I can still hear her cry.

Shall we sing happy birthday?

You'll miss her.

We'll all miss her.

Bills. That's all anyone sends me.

Have you spoken to Christian?

-What's he said?

-Nothing.

You should talk.

PATRICK SIGHS

Last night...our little conversation.

What conversation?

Joey always has an extra sugar when he's hungover.

-Does he?

-So I've put one for you.

-I'm not hungover.

-Whatever!

I love the way Lauren says whatever. "Whatever."

-"Whatever."

-You are not Lauren.

She was so brilliant yesterday with Joey.

-They all were, actually.

-I don't like you hanging around with all those blokes at the gym.

You should have seen Joey's face when I took him down!

He's always being so protective and says, "I'm just looking out for you,"

but I don't need him looking out for me.

It's not like I'm a little girl any more. Protect me!

Whatever.

I...

I left my own children, you know.

Not with a stranger, though. With their mother.

Didn't see them again till she passed away.

-I got to open the shop up.

-30 whole years

those boys lived without a father.

Thought I'd never forgive myself. Thought they would never forgive me.

Then you shouldn't have left them, should you?

-CUTLERY RATTLES

-Lauren, do you have to?

Well, yes, Mum, cos I'm buttering your toast.

-Your mum's got a hangover.

-Er, hello? You were the one that was drunk!

-Morning.

-Hello.

-Oh, talking about getting beaten by a girl...

-Shut up, she didn't beat me.

-It's all right. There is no shame

in being beaten up by a big strong girl like Alice.

-Only she's not a big strong girl, is she?

-If he's selling double glazing...

And actually, if you don't mind saying - no offence, Lauren -

I don't like the influence that this one's having over her.

Luce, you seen my watch?

I washed you some...

Yeah. Thanks.

Bobby!

I called Amira.

I told her to spread Yasmin's chocolate stuff right to the edges.

Look, Sy.

You fancy a coffee?

-No come on, Derek.

-It's all right, Del. She's a bit hungover.

Would you please stand up for your daughter?

All I'm saying is that Alice is a gentle little thing.

She floored your son yesterday!

-She didn't floor me, all right!

-And some of the ideas that your Lauren has, I don't...

-What?! Go on then, what ideas?

-A girl can't have ideas now?

That's it. Come on, we're getting out of here.

You're being wilfully misunderstanding.

-We wouldn't want a woman being wilful!

-He's not saying that.

-He is criticising your daughter!

-I'll take him for a drive and we'll have a chat about it.

-Where?

-Don't matter. Come on, let's go.

-I'm having a conversation!

-You're having an argument.

-What's it got to do with you?

-See? Always having an argument.

-Derek! Out! Please.

-All right. All right, I'm going,

-I'm going. See you later, Tan.

-Yes. Bye.

What are you playing at?

I'm going to sort him out. Just have a couple of paracetamol.

I am not hungover!

I should really come over and pack up the rest of my things.

It's OK, there's no hurry.

It's so quiet in there.

No Yasmin. No you.

I don't want to fight.

I know this is me, and I've done a lot of things wrong.

But I have learnt and I'm trying.

You knew Yasmin was never going to be forever.

Like you said, it's for the best.

I'm not giving up on her.

And I'm not giving up on you.

Well, it's been five minutes and we've not screamed at each other...

I've not seen you smile since...

Sorry, everything I've done.

-It's OK.

-No, it's not OK.

But I have done a lot of thinking and...

-Me too, and that's what I wanted to talk...

-Bobby's going...

-Sorry, were you...?

-It's OK, babe.

It's your house.

Well, erm, Dad's away all week at Dot's.

-And if you want this place, I can make myself...

-Lucy, it's fine.

Look, come round to mine for lunch.

I've got stuff to do this morning, but half one?

OK.

Proper talk?

Have you told him?

I know that face. I've seen that face. That face says girl.

Same one as last time?

Nah, nah, nah, that... That didn't work out.

Oh, new girl, is it?

That face says boy likes girl, but girl doesn't know boy likes girl

cos boy hasn't told girl he likes her.

Probably because boy doesn't know how to tell girl he likes her? Yeah?

Yeah, as if! Whatever, man. D'you know what I mean.

Blonde or the redhead? In the chemist. Not that she's really blonde.

-The redhead.

-And?

And boy doesn't know how to tell girl he likes her, so...

Well, you could just say, "I like you."

I don't know, it's a start, right?

Wait, did you think I was, like... Hey, I don't need no advice!

Fats don't need no advice with the ladies, all right?

It's cool... Like, what? Seriously, come on, man!

She works on beauty, babe.

You're going to have to raise your game a bit.

And it's a good job I'm only working a half-day today, isn't it?

Hey, guys. Can you put up a poster, please?

I just want to find some new gold medallists for Rio.

-Boxing? I really don't think kids should be...

-Er...

Anything to keep the children off the street, yes?

-Here.

-Thanks.

-Ah, someone's looking happier.

-Mum...

What, I can't even say that my son is looking happy now?

He's lost his daughter, you know.

-I saw Christian earlier.

-And?

-And he's coming round for lunch.

-That's great.

So what you've got to do is...

You've got to do what you think is best.

Well, I want him to move back.

Good.

So then you need...to go for a coffee with your brother.

-Well, I'm working so...

-Well, you're due a break.

So just go on your break, if you want to.

And if you don't want to, then don't!

And if you're on your break and you think,

"I think I'll go for a coffee with my brother," then you should do that.

Because it will be your decision.

You must do what you think is best.

-You know I don't do surprises.

-Yeah? Well, you do now.

What's in this for you?

Nothing.

Well, then at least give me a clue.

All right, somewhere to put a smile on your face.

-Who says I need a smile...

-You've been a right grump lately.

Yeah, and whose fault's that?

See, it's casual. But it's smart.

-Smasual, I call it.

-SHE CHUCKLES

Yeah, I mean your garms are on point and that, but like...

-Wait, wait - on point?

-Yeah, on point, like, swagalicious, you know.

-Oh! Like reem! Reem, yeah.

-O-OK.

But don't you think it's, like, just a little bit grey?

Grey is sexy. Very sexy.

Nah, man - you serious?

Nah, I mean...colours are good.

It's just, sometimes... sometimes you wear too many of them. Together.

Hold tight, man, what you trying to say here?

A brother can never wear too many colours, man!

How about a hat? Yeah?

Lovely.

What bit of "busy" did you not understand?

This morning we managed five minutes. In the same room.

Nothing broken.

That's good.

-Yeah, I thought so.

-Yeah.

See, me and Afia, we worked at it. Well, we tried to work at it.

We worked at what there was of it. But what there was wasn't enough.

But you...you and Christian. What you've got is loads.

You've got more than loads. You've got loads of loads.

Can you have loads of loads? Got to be a word for that.

Anyway, that's what you've got.

So you're right to keep working at it.

OK? Cos...

..you've got that word that doesn't exist for loads of loads.

Anyway, I should probably go cos Mum will go kill me.

Well, she won't kill me.

She'll almost kill herself by trying too hard not to kill me.

Relationships, affairs - it's not really my specialist subject.

But, um...

..just find some work and show him you're trying.

You and Christian will be fine.

OK?

You're moving to America?

When you're ready, love. >

Hold on a minute.

You're in my way.

I said, you're in my way.

-I'm meeting some friends.

-Babes, you ain't got any friends.

Yes, she has.

-You're in

-my

-way.

Can you believe that? Usually I'd have just have walked away.

What's the first rule of self-defence? Stay out of trouble.

Yeah, I know but...

Babes, you're not Nicola Adams yet, all right?

It's not about fighting back. It's about walking tall.

-Listen, sorry about yesterday...

-Oh, it's OK, don't worry, it's fine.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-You know we're launching the boxing scheme next week.

-Yeah?

-Yeah, we're all ready to go.

-Great.

-Want to give me a hand?

-Yeah, I'd love to.

-OK, I'll see you next week.

-OK, bye.

Rox, I just need to do something different.

OK, well, can't you just get some new curtains or something?

See my family, make a fresh start.

But I'm your family.

I know.

-Jane, she needs me.

-I need you.

I know it's much better living with Michael instead of Fat Boy but...

-My mum needs me.

-I thought you didn't do bed baths.

Rox, there's too many memories here.

They're not all bad.

I came back from Gran Canaria at the beginning of the year

and I thought, "Things will be different."

And look at me.

It's not forever.

Brief bit of happiness, world's shortest marriage.

Hey, don't say that.

You and me - never were that good with the fellas, were we?

Oi. You did nothing wrong.

I'm going to see my family and I'm going to make a fresh start.

Oh, Christian.

Don't make this any harder than it is. All right?

You and Ames, you'll come out, you'll see me whenever you want.

We'll do Florida.

But what about, like, all the other times?

You will always be my best mate. We've been through so much.

Anyway, I'll be gone five minutes, you'll meet a hot new bloke

-and you won't even remember who I am.

-In my dreams. Yeah, right.

-You will.

It will happen for you.

And you'll make a better job of it than I did.

Now...

you've got 'em all out of the way now, so no more tears later on.

For you? Yeah, all right, jog on.

Listen, what did Syed say?

-Here you go.

-Cheers. So...

I wondered if I could have a few shifts.

Just until something more permanent comes up.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Syed. It's just too quiet at the moment.

I really need the money. Just to prove to Christian that I'm trying.

-Right. You and him still not getting on?

-He's staying at Ian's.

But he's coming over later. And I...

I just think if I can show him that I'm trying,

that I really want this, he might move back in.

Oh, darling.

Well, how about I'll ring round some of your regulars tomorrow?

-See what we can do.

-Tan, I will sweep up hair, I'll do anything.

Just anything to start paying back what I've lost.

You and Christian. Not really about money, though, is it?

How do you do it, Tan?

Get back what you've lost, after you've cheated?

Oh, no! That didn't take him long, did it?

Oh.

So what do I do?

When Max first...

..it took me a long time to forgive him.

Christian's not going to get there overnight.

And in the meantime?

Just keep trying. Keep telling him, keep showing him.

If he loves you, then one day he'll hear you.

And then maybe he'll forgive you.

Oh, yes. Very nice. Lovely day out, Max(!)

-Anything for my big brother.

-I'd double lock that.

And take the wheels with you if I was you.

Jackie Bosch.

What?

I looked her up, Del. Tracked her down.

Del, come on, mate. You ain't scared, are you?

-You had no right.

-What you talking about? I've listened to you banging on about her for years, Del.

-I've got every right.

-That woman broke my heart.

-I didn't think you had one?

-I might still have one if I'd have stayed with her, wouldn't I?

Del, for an ex-con you ain't half soppy sometimes.

Jackie Bosch?

16, she was.

Beautiful, like an angel.

Well, it ain't too late, is it?

-She's the only woman I loved, Max. This better not be a game.

-It ain't.

That's why we're here, Derek.

Funny, life, innit? Eh?

You reach a crossroads. Turn left, turn right.

-If I turned left...

-And what if she thinks the same?

Just because I walked out on my boys,

that don't mean I don't think about them, you know.

Nearly every day. Plays on your mind.

Coming back to find them, I ain't saying it was easy.

Last Man Standing.

But boy, am I glad I did. Filled a hole in my heart.

Ten quid, eh? Six-to-one.

Even when I found out that Paul, my eldest, wasn't really mine...

You see, he was mine when I left him.

Made him mine to the very end.

-Mrs Cross...

-I'm on a break.

I brought in some items yesterday...

You hear what the lady said, man? She on a break.

Oh...

That race is going to start.

If... If I had left it any longer to come back and find him...

People only live for so long,

but regrets, Cora, regrets live forever.

Max, maybe we should just, you know...

You all right?

-Are you Jackie Bosch?

-Who's looking for her?

See, girls like blokes who can make, like, Bolognese.

I can't make Bolognese!

OK, well, you tell her you can, invite her for dinner,

then rush round mine to learn!

-You have lovely nails, you know?

-What? Really?

Yeah, you must stop biting them, though. Makes you look nervous.

Sorry, I won't be a sec. Sit down.

So, erm, Bolognese, yeah?

Yeah. And clean underwear - very important.

And turning your boxers inside out does not count as clean.

Wait, wait, wait, people do that?

It lasted one day. And mouthwash.

Always use mouthwash.

But all you do is spit it out!

Surely that's just money down the sink, right?

Mouthwash is very important, Arthur.

OK...

Right. Well, I think you're ready!

-Yeah?

-Mm.

-All right.

Oh!

I was looking for Fat Boy to help me out but...

-has anyone seen Fat Boy?

-"On point", ain't it?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, "reem".

I don't mean to be rude,

but I ain't quite sure what you're doing here.

Er, we just thought we'd look you up. You know. See how you're doing.

Yeah, but why?

Well, cos...

You two.

Big love affair.

-Were we?

-Yeah, you used to go out.

Sometimes, you just... Well, you wonder how people turn out.

I hardly think I'd call it going out!

Look, this wasn't my idea. I...

We went the pictures a couple of times.

Can't for the life of me remember what you took me to.

You made me sneak in the fire exit.

Tell you what I do remember, wandering hands!

I mean, I used to see quite a lot of boys round then,

I was a bit of a looker.

Not that you'd know it now.

And your brother, hands everywhere.

I ain't being funny, but your breath didn't half reek.

Yeah, well, we were younger then, weren't we?

You ain't dying, are you?

No, I'm not.

-Cup of tea?

-Yeah, cheers.

HE MOUTHS

DEREK SIGHS

I'm sorry. About Yasmin.

It's OK.

I... I couldn't help you. I can't imagine what it feels like.

Thank you.

How was your lunch?

Syed said that you were going over? To talk?

I'm just finishing up a few errands then I'll be on my way.

Mum.

I'm not interfering. Was I interfering, Christian?

No. I was just asking...

Am I not even allowed to even ask questions now?

You drew up the pact, so...

Stupid pact.

I gave that bag to charity. It's misappropriation of stock!

Hey, you better watch what you're saying.

We need to talk to Mrs Cross.

I told you, man. She out buying some new things.

Clothing and various...

I saw her walking down the street with it, bold as brass...

Came racing across that line, 60 quid...

Collecting clothing, was she?

Mr Parr...

I wasn't expecting an area visit.

He thinks you've stolen some, some bag.

-What bag?

-So you haven't purchased any of the shop's stock lately?

I ain't purchased nothing.

Well, where is it, then?

-What bag you talking about?

-The embroidered bag. My sister...

What you doing?! You want to be careful and watch you mouth.

Going round accusing people of stealing.

This bag?

There you go.

I ain't nicked it, have I? PATRICK CHUCKLES

Mrs Cross.

I think we need to talk.

He was a right bully, your brother.

I never liked a bully.

-Sugar?

-Yeah. Two, please.

You were the one who used to bully David Wicks, weren't ya?

Funny how things come back to you.

We're not really here to talk about David Wicks.

-Didn't your sister have a thing with him?

-Jackie, please...

I heard on the grapevine he'd done well for himself.

Living in Spain or something.

Help yourself to sugar.

What about you?

I'd heard you'd been inside.

Wasn't really surprised.

-He hasn't had his tea.

-DOOR SLAMS

Sorry, I should... It was nice to meet you.

Tan was only joking, but it made me think - people do, don't they?

-Loads of couples.

-Yeah. It's...it's an idea.

Most of them are hitched for more than a month before they hit marriage guidance but...

-I'm not giving up, Dad. I'm going to make this work.

-Have you spoken to Christian yet?

He's coming round any minute. Has something happened?

Has he said something?

Jane phoned this morning.

-I'm telling you, the rum was mine!

-You don't have to explain yourself.

-You see, it's not just stealing stock.

-No-one stole anything.

I was just having a little tipple whilst we did the racing.

-During work hours?

-She was working!

-She came in with your winnings!

-I was the one taking the drink.

-This isn't about you.

-Why don't I pay for the bag?

-I never took it!

-I saw you! In the market!

She's got a lot on her mind, all right?

-Get out of my face.

-You see the way she speaks to customers?

-Mrs Cross...

-Take your bag and get out of my face!

-Mrs Cross...

-I'll have you for assault.

-Get out!

You're fired. You can take your things and...

Oh, get out! Get out! Go on.

You just couldn't let it alone, could you?

You don't know when to stop.

Cora, why don't you talk about it?

Oh!

You all right, Del?

Del!

You think I care? Cos I don't.

-Come on, mate, don't be like this.

-Gimme the keys.

-Come on, gimme the keys!

-There's no need to get upset, is there?

-Give me the keys!

-Del, don't be upset.

Just one little memory, Max. Just one memory.

I thought if you could see her, talk to her.

When you sow seeds you better be careful what comes up.

All this time, I've been protecting you.

You and your dirty, sordid little secrets.

Tanya doesn't know anything, Jack doesn't know anything. And why?

Because I keep it all in here. You cross me again...

..and I won't be held responsible.

Del, can you open the door, please?

DOOR OPENS ROUGHLY

Were you ever going to tell me?

My dad knew before I did!

Sy, I tried to tell you this morning.

-Why don't we just go inside?

-He's not coming back in.

I got some work. Agreed some repayments,

-found out about counselling.

-What's happening?

-Christian?

-Let's not do this here, not like this.

-All about honesty, is it? No more secrets?

Syed?

I have wasted too much time on a hypocrite.

Go on, run away. Move to America!

Er, Dad...

-All right, Del?

-Not interrupting, am I?

Right, well, I ain't playing. Lauren?

No. No, me neither.

Oh, I see. I get it.

-This about yesterday, is it?

-Don't do this, Tan, please.

-What about yesterday?

-Nothing about yesterday, all right, Del?

You see? Me and Max, no secrets.

-Ain't you?

-Tan, don't do this, please. He's got feelings, eh?

-So what do you think you're playing at, Del?

-Me?

I'm just having a "silly joke".

Everyone else seems to have something to laugh about.

Oh, and that little problem of yours, it ain't gone away.

I thought you paid them the cash, Del.

I did, but they want more.

Lots more.

Ordinarily, I'd help out, Max, but...

This isn't how it ends.

I mean, now you've both slept on it.

Flight's leaving in six hours, Luce.

I can't afford the rent so I'm giving the keys back.

-OK, but Christian...

-Mum!

Oi, Lola's still upset, you know!

Not now, Billy.

16-year-old girl has her baby taken away!

-It ain't my problem.

-You were her friend!

So you made it your problem when you stabbed her in the back!

-And now it's MY problem!

-What if I came round to see her?

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

She's my granddaughter. I'll sort it out.

But what she doesn't need right now is people like motor mouth, here,

telling her it's time to give up!

-You know, Billy'll get a job.

-And then you'll get community service?

-Yeah, and you'll get Lexi.

-And you'll win the Lottery.

You'll meet a footballer.

And, with a bit of luck, Abi might actually put out.

But if she don't, you know,

my footballer boyfriend will be on away matches.

Cheers.

Oh, cute(!)

Just leave it, Lo.

I can't believe you've come back here.

-Come on.

-Is that your baby daddy?

-It's not your business. It's NONE of your business!

-Did he leave you?

-Don't worry, they all do it.

-She's winding you up, all right? Come on.

Haven't you got my little namesake with you?

Oh, no, no, that's right, she's in care, ain't she?

Hey, hey, hey!

-Is this who I think it is?

-Do I know you?

Don't you think you've done enough already?

I ain't even started.

Come on.

I think me and you need words.

Oh, get back to your lunch club, grandpa.

THEY LAUGH

-Mum, it's breaking and entering!

-Bushra wants her fabric back.

-Since when was it Bushra's?

-I mean, our fabric.

The one that we bought together. She says that she'll buy it off us.

Every penny counts, doesn't it, Syed? Come on.

No, I've done enough wrong already.

Just one last thing for me? OK, it'll be five minutes.

Meet me there?

We should find a box...

..for your fabric.

Oh, no hurry.

PHONE BEEPS

Syed, I'll just be five minutes.

It's OK.

I'm sorry for what I said.

-So why say it?

-I, erm...

-I don't know.

-Think this is easy for her?

No. No, I don't.

You wake up trying to picture her face, her smell...

..someone else feeding her,

holding her when she cries.

I hope you get your baby back.

Yeah, she will.

And when you do, never let her go.

I need a drink.

Lucy?

Mum.

Lucy.

All my life, I've been running...

from my family, from who I am.

And who are you, Sy?

You taught me to stop,

to stand still and to deal with it.

Look at you now, you're a coward.

-I'm a coward, am I?

-You make out like you're this big guy,

stands his ground, faces anything. That's who I thought I was marrying.

Yeah, well, I thought I was marrying a man who finally told me the truth!

But lies...

that's all I've ever had from you.

No, it isn't.

All right...

"I'm telling my family. No, I'm not telling my family.

-"No, I will tell them, just when the time is right."

-And I did!

"I want kids with you. No, I don't want kids with you.

"Actually, I've got a kid,

"but I'm not going to see that kid, not if you can't.

"Oh, sorry, because I AM seeing that kid, just behind your back..."

-Can I talk now?

-"Marry me, don't marry me."

Steal from your own family, lie to me about it,

cop off with somebody else.

"But it's all out in the open now, it's fine, let's get married."

Only it wasn't fine, Sy, because you had sex with him

-and you were lying to me about it!

-We've been through all this.

You married me on a LIE!

Even on our wedding day!

Because you just can't help yourself, can you?

Because I'm not like you!

And you stand there and you call me a hypocrite...

-..a coward.

-I can't be like you...

..but I'm trying.

I'm really trying to be strong, but I don't need to be, do I?

-Cos you're there.

-Yeah...

forgiving you.

No.

Listening to me...

..talking to me...

-..helping me find a way.

-This is it, Sy.

Us...

..rest of our lives.

Doesn't have to be.

You want help, but you won't let me help you.

You start a business, you get out of your depth, do you talk to me?

Do you come to me about it?

Because, for once, just once, I wanted to sort something by myself.

What, like you sorted Yasmin?

We're partners...

..supposed to be married,

but you let OUR daughter go back to her mother

-and you don't think to discuss that with me?!

-I've said I'm sorry...

Oh, Sy, sorry!

Do you even think that begins to cover it?

Well, nobody's dead yet!

I love you, Christian.

Do you?

Tam's engagement...

..I came in here, by your side...

..your whole family against me, against us...

..and I stood here and I faced what they had to say,

because that's what you do when you love somebody.

Sat by your bed in hospital. Sat there all night,

because when you love somebody, that's what you do.

Now, I've been shouted at, ripped apart, pushed out, beaten up...

..and all of those things, I did for love.

All of that...

-..I did for you.

-Did you?

Or did you do them cos you want to be a hero?

Cos, you know, sometimes, I don't want to be the one who gets rescued.

-Sometimes...

-Sometimes...

..you want to be the hero?

Sometimes, I just want to be normal.

No shouting, no drama, no making a stand.

No fighting dragons, just you and me...

..our little flat...

-..our little life.

-But you don't, though, do you?

Because you want excitement, you want danger,

you want...quick cash, high risks...

From work, yeah. Not from you!

So why, when you had that, when you had that safety,

why d'you look elsewhere?

Can't answer that, can you?

You don't know yourself at all.

I do know that every time I have something good in my life,

I sabotage it.

It's like deep down, I think I don't deserve it.

And being with you...

..marrying you...

..I wanted that more than I've ever wanted anything.

And to think I could have that happiness...

I don't know, maybe I WAS scared.

Maybe I just wanted to push and push

to check that whatever happened, you'd still be there!

And maybe now, I've got my answer.

I finally pushed too far, and maybe it's too late.

I've done a lot of things wrong in my life.

Marrying you wasn't one of them.

That day...

..in that moment...

..that day was the BEST day.

"I will cherish you and tenderly care for you...

"Uphold you always and honour you..."

Don't.

"..I pledge to live my life...

"..openly and honestly with you...

"To be right here by your side on this journey, wherever it may lead."

You're my partner...

my friend...

..my rock and my island...

..but above all...

more than all this and everything else...

you are the one I love.

CLATTERING METAL

Should we...?

Oh! OK!

It worked.

LUCY LAUGHS

Come on!

Glass collecting, security, anything.

Sharon, I've been asking all over the market.

Please, I really need this.

-Well, one of the cloakroom girls has just left.

-Cloakroom?

-That's...?

-Mm-hm.

Yeah, I can do cloakroom.

Well, it's only two nights.

-Two nights is fine.

-Good. OK.

Listen, Shar...

..about you and Phil.

-It's just for show.

-Yeah, I know,

but...long-term, I mean...

Look, it's just until they agree Lexi can come home.

You do know there's going to be regular visits, don't you?

For the next six months.

That's six months of you pretending to be Phil's other half,

pretending to be married.

Yeah, I know, Billy.

-But what if you and Phil decide you want...?

-Billy, it is short-term.

Lexi and Lola belong with you.

OK?

Yeah.

OK.

-See you later.

-Thanks, Sharon.

-OK.

You...

..lying here again.

There was rubble everywhere.

I thought you were dead.

Come with me.

Come to America.

You and me, nine hours on a plane?

You said it yourself.

This is it.

Us, for the rest of our lives.

It's good, though.

Yeah, this bit is.

But we always need the other bit to get here.

You hurt me.

I hurt you.

Usually, I hurt you again.

CHRISTIAN CHUCKLES

Maybe we're only good when we're fighting.

Two of those things that, you know,

when you put them together, they always explode.

When did you get to be so wise, eh?

I had a good teacher.

-CHRISTIAN CHUCKLES

-You did.

You know, when we're happy...

..that's when things go wrong.

I don't want to fight anymore.

I don't want to keep on hurting you.

CHRISTIAN SIGHS

I just want to remember this.

This moment.

So, this is it?

This is how it ends?

Get your hands off me!

-Both of you!

-All right, all right.

Just leave me alone!

Thank you.

Mum.

Come on, let's get you home.

You seen the state of your nan?

Yeah, I know. I thought she was going to nut you.

-With that barnet, you wouldn't have stood a chance!

-THEY LAUGH

Excuse me.

-You all right, Del?

-Told them too, have you?

"Want to hear a joke about Derek?"

What are you talking about, Del? Of course not. I wouldn't say that.

Del, I don't know where I'm going to get this money from.

Well, that's a shame, Max.

It's going to be pretty hard walking up the aisle without any kneecaps.

Although there is another option.

Kick Joey out.

Kick him out onto the street

and I'll see what I can do.

Now,

you look after Bobby and Ian for me.

OK?

Give Jane a hug from me.

Of course I will.

Come here, you.

SHE SOBS

Listen to me, OK? If it...

If it doesn't work, there is always...

there's always half a duvet at mine, OK?

I know.

I've got to go.

Yeah, yeah.

Ever glamorous.

Bye.

Don't you think locking us in was enough?

-You locked them in the restaurant?

-That is definitely meddling!

Well, I cannot do this, all right?!

I don't care.

Because this is who I am.

I nag, I meddle,

I judge, I interfere,

and I cannot stand by and see my son so miserable!

And if that makes me a bad person...

It doesn't.

Nobody's perfect.

I wouldn't have you any other way.

Well, you heard your mother.

Go!

BOTH: Go!

Are you sure you wouldn't rather be in your bed?

I love you, Tanya.

SHE PANTS

What is all this about, Mum?

I'm sorry...

about your sister.

What I did.

What I said.

She's better off without us.

Mum.

Certainly without me.

You an' all, Tanya.

Don't say that.

You can go now.

No, I'm not going to leave you like this.

I'll...

You can go.

So you're the famous Pops?

The way she goes on about you, I thought you wore your pants over your tights.

Well, you know, she's just a kid.

Like you.

I ain't a kid.

-I know what it feels like.

-You don't know anything about me!

I was in care.

Did you know that?

So was my son.

So was Lola.

Do you really wish all that on little Lexi, eh?

You're right, I don't know nothing about you.

But I do know what it's like to feel unloved, unwanted,

completely on your own.

My son, he never knew his dad.

And I never knew he existed.

Little Lexi,

she's got a family.

A mum who loves her, and a dad, two grandads.

And yet she's stuck out there somewhere

with some strange family instead.

So come on, eh?

Just give her a little chance.

Give her one chance.

That's witness tampering. Ain't going to go down well in court.

-You just couldn't leave it, could you?

-I was just trying to help!

-Yeah, well, you ain't!

-Just leave it.

You're just doing what you always do.

Make it worse.

Lo...

Christian!

She's lost her job.

No, it's something more than that.

She keeps apologising for Rainie and her.

Ah! So she feels bad about it.

How could she believe that we'd be better off without her, Patrick?

I mean, she's our mum. Why would she say that?

It's not my place.

What's not your place?

Patrick...

Maybe it's...

not just about you and Rainie.

Maybe it's about the other daughter!

You think this is about Ava?

It's not my place, man.

That's why she's been acting so weird.

Cos it would have been Ava's birthday...

Monday,

wouldn't it?

Not "would have been."

What do you mean, "not would have..."?

She's alive?

Ava...

Hartman.

Hartman?

She's alive? My sister's alive?

MUSIC: "Stand By Me"