A chance to catch up on the week in Albert Square. Tensions continue to rise at the Vic, Ian manages to upset his entire family, and Lucy's world comes crashing down around her.
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WASHING MACHINE HUMS
-Here, where's my sugars?
-There's four in there!
Who's put a wash on?
Lee'll take me for a jog later. Burn it all off.
Or we could do a bit of chairobics!
There's sheets in there. Someone's washing sheets.
Look at you, fretting like an old washerwoman.
-Not me neither.
-Yours could probably walk.
-It'll be young Johnny, dreaming...
Leave him alone, please!
You want to - what is it the kids say?
How am I meant to wash the bar towels if someone's washing sheets?
Well, it's a good thing we don't start this open day until two!
Maybe I need earrings.
No! I'll find you some.
-We've got one week, yeah? We'd better hope today works.
-There you go. They're nice.
I'll, er, take the towels to the launderette.
See if Mrs Branning's got time this morning.
It's that cold upstairs just now,
you might as well have left the freezer door open.
Don't be surprised. Just me and the old man, ain't it?
What, all weekend? I ain't stupid, Mick.
What about him?
Him staying at my dad's.
It wasn't cos he needed time to himself.
What do you mean?
He was going to go AWOL.
He saw his mate get blown up in front of him.
Why didn't... why didn't he say something?
He doesn't want you to worry.
Just like I don't want you to worry.
I've talked to him. And he's going to stick it out.
But if he goes back, he...
Maybe he should leave.
Let me go and talk to him.
No, no. He doesn't want anyone to know.
I'm not just anyone - I'm his mum.
Just trust me.
Don't take it personally.
Just sometimes, you know,
I think it's hard to be truthful to the ones you love, you know.
Right, listen up, everyone - I need you all at the restaurant for 11 o'clock this morning.
-Nah, I've got an open day.
-I've got a photographer booked. OK? A nice big family portrait.
Up in the restaurant ready for the reopening on Easter Monday.
-That's so embarrassing.
-Come on, it's a great idea. All of us, on the wall.
What if my mates come in and see it?
-It's hardly McKlunky's, is it? Me, you, Jane...
Yeah. She's my business partner.
-It's going to look like you've got two wives!
Dad, you really can't expect me to just drop everything...
Lucy, for once in your life just get your priorities straight, will you?
-I'll go and get these blank contracts printed out, yeah?
You're not going to attract many students with that.
Well, then, I'd better redo it.
Sorry I can't make your precious photo shoot but...you know, priorities.
Me and Lee -
we've always been close.
Of course, you'd have noticed if you'd have been around more.
If you'd let me be around, I might have had a chance.
I didn't make him come to me.
Now, you listen to me.
This is my family!
Don't you dare try and turn 'em against me.
And that's what I'm doing, is it?
I've seen what you do.
Little joke in their ear, little cockle in their pocket.
I'm their grandad.
This is what you do, isn't it? Get between family.
Divide and rule. Just like me and Shirley.
Shirley don't see her kids, it ain't cos of nothing I done.
Just like it wasn't me that made Lee turn to me first.
You ain't going to do this.
When you was young, when you was growing up - I wasn't there for you.
None of you.
So maybe, I'm just...trying to put that right.
It don't work like that.
I just...for them... For the grandkids.
I want to do better - to be better -
than I was with you.
Why can't he just be proud of me?
Come on, Lucy - you're taking it all to heart, aren't you?
Why does he think that he's so much more important?
Everything I do. Every time that...
-It ain't easy being a dad.
-Don't you dare...
Seriously, it ain't. You know. Your kids want you, you ain't there.
-When you are there, they don't want you.
-Even when I ran his businesses...
-Please can we talk about something less serious?
-See, I thought you'd understand!
And I do understand. Just David'll be back soon and...
-This is all this is to you, isn't it?!
-Lucy, don't go. Course it ain't.
-Lucy, don't go.
There you are. You all right?
Yeah, she's getting there. Up and about.
Good, good. This, er... this family photo.
Come and have a seat.
-It was what Cindy said earlier on. Got me thinking.
Jane and Denise both being in the photo,
it's going to look like I've got two wives.
Dad, that was just Cindy being Cindy.
But what if she's right? It's a business.
And from a business point of view,
I mean, two women. It's going to look weird.
Dad, it's 2014. That's just what a family looks like.
Yeah, but it's two wives - it's not like I'm from Utah or nothing, is it?!
Jane's my business partner so I can't really...
so I was wondering - do you think I should ask Denise to step out?
-Oh, really, now?
-You don't want me in it, do you?
-No, that's not what I was saying...
-You'd rather have Jane in it than Denise.
-Maybe you're the one who shouldn't be there.
-I mean, you're not related to anyone - not to me, anyway.
Do you think I even want to be in your stupid photo?
Just be you and Jane soon.
Jane's my business partner, isn't she?
-And she's...she's Bobby's adopted mum.
-And what am I, then?
You're my fiancee. Come on, love, think about it - two wives?
You ain't got one wife, Ian.
And the way you're heading, you ain't going to!
Is it really bad?
You've got a cut on your head, yeah.
I'll do something with my hair.
Wait till it stops bleeding.
Do you want to go to hospital? Get it checked out.
I've got my open day.
Sorry, I shouldn't have grabbed you like that, just - you and me,
when we're together, I can't think straight.
How many times have you used that line?
Quite a few. Usually works.
Yeah. I'll live.
Look, just cut Ian a bit of slack, will you?
Dads don't always get it right.
Oh, and it's another jammy shot from King Jam of Jammyland.
-Bet you win Nancy's pool tournament this weekend.
You even going to pretend you love us all the same?
I'm just saying - he probably will, won't he?
-You give him any favours...
-I don't need no favours!
-I made you a bacon sarnie, baby.
Oh, you've not made us one, then?
-You know where the pan is.
-How come he gets one and we...?
Cos I don't get to spoil him often, do I?
And when he's out there in, in... when he's out there,
he probably misses a nice bacon sarnie.
-That going spare?
She'll be polishing your boots next.
I'll make you another one. A better one.
Have you seen her?
-I'm not staring. Tiff used to have a teacher that was...little like that.
-Well, why are you asking me if I've seen her?
-She does this all the time.
Goes to every stall.
-Looks at everything and buys nothing.
-So? Half the people round here do the same.
Do you think she's from the council?
-Peter, you heard anything about the markets merging?
-They said they'd know by Easter.
Reckon she's working us out? Before she makes her mind up?
-I'll do the talking.
All right? Buy two and I'll give you a fiver off.
-Think I'll keep looking.
-Best quality you can get, this is. Best on the market.
Yeah, you want tat, you can get that on Spring Lane.
-That right, yeah?
-Yeah. Tat in every size and colour.
-Most colours. All sizes, probably.
Don't think I'm the one wearing tat, darling.
-Was that you "doing the talking"?
-She knows something.
-Bit lairy, wasn't she?
-Hey, you don't have to do that.
-Well, I am.
-Why didn't you say earlier?
-I was winding your brother up.
-Yeah, course you was(!)
-That's my job!
And Lady Di threw up on them.
She ain't going to be council. She showed you her ID?
-You didn't hear her, Nan.
-Maybe she's undercover council.
-Alfie, it's not a joke!
-All right, all right.
So come on then, have they made their mind up yet?
You can't keep us waiting for ever.
-Actually, a decision has been made.
You're not doing this.
I've sat down on the road for this market. My dad's market.
-Come on, Ian...
-They're not closing this market down.
I've booked the community centre for a meeting. Six o'clock. Be there.
Not closing the market? Who're you kidding, eh?
He said it was Lady Di.
But she's in with you.
Someone's going to have to talk to him.
You having a bubble, ain't you?
If your dad's having...bother. In the night.
He's not having bother. He's...
-He IS bother.
-This ain't funny, Mick.
I could see if Sonia could get a plastic sheet or something?
She deals with this sort of stuff all the time.
But I ain't very good at...
Well, one of you's going to have to say something!
-Fatboy says he can start Friday.
Thought you'd be gone by now.
So where is everyone?
What have you done now?
When you stayed at your grandad's...
in the night... Did he wet the bed?
Are those sheets his?
And you ain't going to say nothing to him?
No, I thought you could. Seeing as you're so close.
Why did you go to him? And not me?
I didn't want to let you down.
You could never let me down.
Mum's been acting weird.
You said you was going to keep it between us.
You can talk to her. She's your mum.
And he's your dad.
I was just buying some things for me and Pops.
-Let me get those for you.
-No, it's all right. Thanks.
Keep the change.
Here, let me...
I'm quite capable. Been managing on my own long enough.
Tina said, um...
-Is everything OK?
-If you like sleeping in dog sick.
No, I mean...
You know, like, in the night? Like, er...the waterworks?
Cos you're not well.
And sometimes when people are not well... Let me just...
I am perfectly fine. Thank you.
-Do you want anything from the flat?
-Nothing I can't get myself.
-I said nothing!
Fine! Sleep in your dirty ones then for all I care.
You don't want me either.
You are my sister.
OK? We fight. That's what families do.
-I'm not family.
Look, you and this baby. I couldn't do what you're doing.
I always said to myself - if I can't be a better mum than ours was...
If I'm just going to make a mess like she did...
-And that's what you think I'm going to do?
I never even knew her.
I didn't really either. But I know you can do this.
How do you know?
Because you're a better person. And because one of us...
If you...have a kid, when you're ready,
you'll be a better mum than she was too.
Look, Cindy - the other week...
I'm sorry. Sometimes I just...
He feels really bad.
I thought you didn't want anything to do with it?
Too busy being a hotshot?
Yes. But he's still my dad. None of us get everything right.
Go on. Go get changed. We're going to be late.
He's not as tough as you think, you know.
-Just like me.
-Just like you.
But I'm going back to the army.
Because you taught me, no matter how tough -
you do what's right.
-Maybe we should do this tomorrow.
-Mr Beale, you booked me.
I know, Maggie, I know, but...
Thanks for trying, love.
-I was going to do that!
-Well, I'm doing it. Or do I need your permission now?
-Course you don't need my permission.
-Am I not doing it right?
-Is this not how you like it?
-Don't be like this.
-Every man I get with. Every man!
-It's not every man, Roxy.
What is the matter? Are you jealous or what?
-That's it, Roxy. Yes, I'm jealous(!)
-You going to "take care" of him as well, are you?
I'm sorry. OK. I'm sorry. I know this is really hard for you.
Really? You're sorry? So why've you been avoiding me?
You can't take it out on me and Aleks.
-I'm just trying to make sure you...
-We're buying a house together! We complete today.
And if this is what it's going to be like, then I don't want it.
Show me. Show me.
-Bobby, come here. Come here - stand in front of Cindy.
-Try and hide her bump for me, will you? Sit yourself down.
-You'd better be paying me for this.
Let's have a look.
-Get your eyes tested.
-Right, if you could all please...
-Yeah, OK. Come on, Jane.
-Come on. We agreed.
-No, I don't think Denise would like it.
-You're not the only one.
-It's a family photo.
-And you're Bobby's mum.
Yeah! Come on, in the middle, business partner! That's it.
And big smile, everyone...
Can I get a cup of tea to go, please?
-Don't worry about the tea.
-No, you don't.
-I don't know anything.
-Oh, come on, Tam.
-No. Ever since my little sit-in, I've not exactly been in the loop.
This guy just came in, works in the dentists on Spring Lane.
And he said he heard on the grapevine...
-..they were all told this morning.
-Right. That's it. Where's Aleks?
I... I went to...
You went to my gaff?
Yeah - I didn't like the thought of...
You stole my keys and you went to my gaff.
-I want you to be comfortable.
-You do not go to my gaff.
You do not touch my things.
I'm sorry. I just thought...
-Your dad very kindly went and got me some clean pyjamas.
PLASTIC SHEET ON BED CRINKLES
-Get my coat, Lee.
-I need to go home.
-If you're having trouble...
-Happy now, are you? Humiliated me enough?
-Grandad, leave him.
He's only trying to help. We're all just trying to help.
-Take me home.
-Let him get a cab.
No - I'll drive him. I want to.
-Go on, go through.
How are you?
She's good. She's glad to be home.
Yeah. She's OK.
We're going to go to the park later.
I was wondering if you wanted to come for some dinner tonight maybe?
No, it's all right. Pops is going to treat me to some wings, ain't ya?
No, all of you.
Us. We can order - we can order anything you want.
That sounds good, don't it? Eh?
We'll be there.
So how comes they all know and we don't?
Tonight. Six o'clock. Community Centre.
No, now, Aleks.
It's not fair, is it?
I'm not going to tell you without the other traders as well.
That's why we put the word around.
Guys, this hasn't been much fun for any of us, yeah?
Oh, my heart's bleeding.
The council have decided that... Spring Lane is the bigger site.
And I have convinced them to move the market to Bridge Street.
Let me... let me help you in, yeah.
I can manage on my own. Plenty of practice.
Not so short-sighted now, am I?
Look, I will call the opticians, all right? Thank you.
And thank you for sorting everything out.
And for putting my business before yours.
I knew you'd see sense in the end.
It's not like you're making any money at the moment. But you will.
You've just got a lot to learn. A lot.
-Well, I'm sure you'll teach me.
-You all right, Lauren?
Knows all about business, does he?
That's just your dad, ain't it?
Well, there's one rule that he's forgotten - watch your back.
They've already got a flower stall.
It's a good job I like a challenge.
People stick with what they know. They'll still come to Pam's Flowers.
I always come up roses. What about you, though?
New road, compulsory purchase thing,
you haven't got your undertakers any more, Les.
-I'm starting again.
-You didn't? How could you afford Turpin Road?
Cost us an arm and a leg, but a bit of compensation on the way.
We're moving! Moving to Turpin Road.
All right, Aleks. Listen, our little arrangement still stands, yeah?
Sure. I want double.
MUSIC: "Our House" by Madness
-Dance on our graves, why don't you?
-Told you she weren't a councillor.
Sorry, I'm Bianca. Who are you?
-Donna. Never been to Spring Lane?
You was sizing us up this morning, weren't you?
I had to check out the best slots.
-That's all right. I'm sure you'll find somewhere.
-That's the spirit!
Round the corner, under the bridge.
Kat! Sorry, Donna, what is it you sell?
-But we sell...
-Not for much longer.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Leave it, Mick.
I'm not interested.
I'm tired and it's late.
You have to hide me, Grandad.
What have you done this time?
Why do you always think that I've done something?
What are you doing? Measuring me up for double glazing?
-There's just this guy.
-He's not police.
-Well, you don't look like you're expecting him
to deliver you flowers.
You're going to give yourself a heart attack.
I'll pop the kettle on, yeah?
Milk in last, not like your cousin Lee does.
And then you can tell me who's after you.
You want to be silly and have a fight over it,
-we'll give you a fight over it.
-There's room for everyone.
Come on, Linda's got the right idea.
Do you think I'm scared of your cheap tat?
-Oh, cheap tat, is it?
-Look at you two.
-Wouldn't know good clothes if they hit you in the face.
-Oh, shut up.
-Maybe we should push the boat out and get some booze.
They're students. We can just get some wine and lager and stuff.
Dad, we can still borrow your car, yeah?
Yeah. It's an open day, not a party.
Few free drinks while they're looking around the flats...
Then we get them to sign.
That's going to cost a pretty penny, innit?
Not as much as you think.
Looking for romance, yeah?
Give it a break, will you?
You can't keep your eyes off them.
I am NOT interested.
-There you go. Watch your speed.
-It ain't about luck.
-You'll be fine. Break a leg.
What if I can't do this?
Just go for the boys, they're easy. Flirt until they sign.
-Right, and how's she going to do that?
Go on, get me to sign for a flat, if it's so easy.
What? Eurgh! No! She ain't going to flirt with you, is she?
-Suited and booted again?
-I'm going to be late.
So, it's my last week's leave before I go off and see the world again.
I'm busy. Got a whole block of student flats to rent.
You're breaking my heart. What about a drink later?
-Oi, didn't you hear her? She's busy.
-Who are you, her dad?
-Very funny. Who's the joker?
-You all right?
-You all right?
Smile says different.
-It was you, wasn't it?
You stole my credit card to pay for all that booze!
Well, maybe I'm not the only one with a lot to learn.
Everyone will get a pitch.
Yeah, but where? We want ours.
I've been Spring Lane 15 years.
-And that will be taken into account.
-What're you talking about?
Oh, sorry. Oh!
-You all right?
-You're all sweaty!
This? This ain't nothing.
Oh, is it spray-on?
If you want to work up a sweat...
Wow! You're full of yourself, ain't you?
-Just a bit of banter.
-Well, my boyfriend works in that pub.
Yeah, and he gets a bit jealous.
And he was in the army. So...
-Best behave myself then, eh?
I can't tell you any more. I'm sorry.
Wow, someone's popular today, aren't they?
I had to tell them about the merger of the markets.
Rather you than me. Listen, come for dinner tonight, yeah?
We're celebrating Lola coming out of hospital.
I don't think your sister would like that.
Well, it was my sister's idea.
So what've you nicked from him?
I haven't nicked anything.
You come into my gaff, great big bag on you...
So you nicked his socks?
I haven't nicked anything!
Then you nicked his girl.
How many times have I told you...
It's not his girl.
He's Annie's brother.
You move in, she starts getting headaches, you go elsewhere,
she finds you with your drawers down.
She found a load of text messages.
Ain't nobody ever shown you where the "delete" button is?
When she starts getting headaches,
never ever stop bothering her for it.
Moment you stop bothering, she knows you've got your away kit on.
I sold her a line over the messages.
But she walked in on us.
And you don't dump on your own doorstep!
You'll be telling me next it's her best mate.
I've been in hospital, you know? I'm supposed to be resting.
It's a good job I turned up.
I've been at Mick's. With your mother.
That's why you're back then? Florence Nightingale's on the vodka?
You ought to go and see her. She'd like that.
Just here for a few days, yeah?
And don't go bringing no girls back.
Goes for you too.
-Right, do you want to take that?
Since when were students actually on time?
You ready for this?
-As I'll ever be.
Can I get a tea, please?
All right, Whit.
Anyone sitting there? Or is that your pretend boyfriend?
He's a prat, ain't he?
He's a good-looking prat.
When I was in the army, there were blokes in there that used to
pretend they had girls back home.
Never known of girls back home pretending
they had blokes in the army.
Look, I know you've got more reason than most.
But remember what I said.
People who put up walls sometimes get stuck behind 'em.
It was his decision.
Yeah, Lady Di's been sick... in the living room.
-We should go and help him.
-He could have taken it different.
-He's our dad.
-He shouldn't've been here in the first place.
-He's old, Auntie Shirley.
-He hasn't lost his marbles, has he?
-He can't walk, and he's on his own.
-He's had plenty of practice.
Can I have a tea to go and can I have an iced bun as well, please?
Someone's perked up.
You worried about me, are you?
I was more worried about Phil's car.
Are yous two talking now or...?
Yeah. It was nothing.
-Yeah. We're fine.
-Good, cos I've got a favour.
Ronnie's asked me to go round for dinner, and...
Dinners are a little bit awkward between me
and her and Peter can't come. Could you come?
Look, I'm really sorry, Lola, but I've got this essay.
Abi, you're a genius, come on, it would only take you five minutes!
-Well, I could go.
Well, I knew it wasn't socks.
I'm storing them for a friend.
Who you're playing hide and seek with?
OK. He is Annie's brother.
He's just got a different idea of what 50-50 is.
That why she kicked you out?
Come on, Grandad!
You blag your way into my home when I'm at death's door...
You're not at death's door!
You use my washing machine to fence stolen goods?
And you don't offer me a cut?
Well, they're not going to sell themselves, are they?
-She stole my credit card!
-Better call the police then.
-I'm not getting the police involved.
-If she's stealing from you.
All right, "used her initiative."
Oh, so you're proud of her now?
Course! I'm proud of her like you're proud of Libby.
Only Libby worked for her success.
And Lucy's worked for hers!
I thought she stole it?
Shall we say she...borrowed it.
With a business guru like you for a dad I'm sure she'll be a huge success.
She's got a long way to go until she's half as successful as me.
They've only gone and signed two flats already!
-What, in an hour?
-Yeah. She's going to be unbearable now, ain't she?
Long way to go, ain't she?
Two flats in an hour is not a success.
What? Cos she hasn't got a restaurant, which hasn't even opened yet?
And which you've poured a small fortune into.
Yeah, but hold on a minute, you two, with the markets merging...
Oh, yes, which we're all very grateful for.
No. Our opening, right, is going to be massive.
Tell you what, it's going to be bigger than massive.
It's going to be massively massive.
Yes. I'm sure it will be.
Now you've got your new family photograph.
And obviously the whole open plan thing is great for parties.
And you'd have a room each.
Which would be perfect if you're - you know - entertaining.
Walford Common's just there.
You could have a barbecue, have a few girls over.
Grab another drink and I'll show you where to sign.
So, it's not going to stay empty for long - have a think about it.
Here's my card. Give me a call.
Free any time.
Being a bit full-on, ain't ya?
What, you've never flirted to get a sale?
-You all right?
-What're you doing here?
I can't believe how quickly they're going.
It's London, ain't it?
Yeah, and razor sharp agents!
See, Lucy trusted me.
Unlike you. Turning up here cos you heard I had alcohol.
No. I just come to give my little girl a bit of support.
Well, she's working.
I'm going to go see if anyone's looking lost.
Guy at the petrol station's usually good for stuff.
You get rid of that half of that... KNOCK AT DOOR
Lost you, did he?
BANGING CONTINUES You damage my paintwork...!
Give him two minutes. He'll get bored.
Two minutes I won't have a door.
Look. I'm an old man. What's he going to do?
I've got a panic button, you know?
Two minutes, this place'll be crawling with police.
-That was quick.
We've a warrant to search your premises.
Search my premises? Who's been talking? Hey! Where're you going?
Won't take a moment, sir.
Just a minute, what is all this?
Oh, the window... It's smoking. Filthy habit.
I try and blow it out of the window,
but when the wind is in the no...
Anything you want to tell me, sir?
-What are you playing at?
-What are you talking about? I ain't playing at nothing!
-You don't come to my work!
-Lucy, you was the one kissing me
in the kitchen last week with Lauren next door.
Don't you feel bad, Max? She's my best friend.
She's your daughter!
No, she don't know nothing, does she?
You heard her. If she knew...
But she don't know, does she? And she ain't going to find out.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
Cos you like it. That's why.
Lucy, I'm a mess.
You're a mess. That's why it works.
I understand you. Better than Lauren does, or your dad.
Lucy, look - everyone's happier, ain't they?
-Since we started seeing each other.
-We're not seeing each other!
All right. Since we started this. Whatever this is.
I'm not miserable, me and the girls are getting on.
You - you're flying at work. It works, Lucy.
You know it does.
I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have come here.
But it's a buzz, ain't it?
You love it as much as I do.
Your heart starts pumping.
Makes you feel alive.
How's life at the council?
You coming for pool on the weekend? Twonk!
Oh! Really. Listen,
I was wondering, who is the best person to speak to at the Gazette?
Can I get you a drink? How about a nice cold beer?
Bet you missed a nice cold beer, didn't you? Bottle or a pint?
Dad told you, didn't he?
Told me what?
Thought it was Johnny you always worried about?
That's not true! I mean - it is.
But I worry about you an' all.
I worry about all my kids. That's what mums do.
You don't have to.
I, um...I get it.
Why you told them and not me.
I didn't want to...
Lee, it's OK, but...
I want you to know that I wouldn't have looked at you any different.
And if you want to get out,
I'll love you just the same.
I would never turn my back on you.
Whatever happens, I'm here.
It's my last week's leave. I just want to have fun.
All right, babe.
You're going to get him, ain't you?
No...I'm just going to go and check he's settled in OK.
He don't need you, Mick.
He don't need any of us. He never has.
I don't think you've been listening. I was broken into...
And you reported it, sir?
I've been in hospital! With a broken ankle!
I'm sorry I didn't pop back to check my kitchen cupboards for you.
There was no food in them when I left.
I don't know if you've ever tried living on a pension?
She looks so beautiful.
Yeah. She's really clingy today.
Hardly surprising, is it?
No. I bet she's missed her mummy, hasn't she?
Hey, Rox said it could be months before you move.
Yeah. These things happen, don't they?
I can't believe you're being so calm about it!
There's always going be a bed for you at my place.
Drinks. Who wants more drinks?
I'll give Ronnie a hand.
Me and you - we're all right, ain't we?
Yeah. Course we are.
Last week, before...
Yeah. I know.
I wasn't trying to...
-Well, I meant it.
Thank you. Thank you.
I'm telling you, my feet are killing me, but we done it!
Thank you. I mean it.
You are a proper mate.
Why don't you go home?
No, I didn't mean...
I'm saying, as your joint boss you can go.
Take the car. I'll tidy up this mess.
-You did a good job.
Go, before I change my mind.
-Thank you. See ya!
I bumped into Terry earlier.
-What's he want?
-Just to see how we are.
Yeah, well, he should stop getting involved, shouldn't he?
Not just him though, is it?
All this stuff that's going on - it doesn't just affect you.
-It affects me an' all.
Do you think I'm always going to put up walls with guys?
You've got good reason to. It won't be like that forever.
No? Look at you.
This really ain't the right time.
That's kind of my point.
-Whit, I don't want a fella.
-Why don't you feel you're missing out?
I've got to go. I've got to pick the kids up.
See you later, yeah.
Not any more.
I'm covering Nancy's shift, so...
This your boyfriend then?
Ignore this idiot. He was flirting with me earlier.
Think your "boyfriend" bats for the other team, love.
You not met my brother? Lee.
Lee, we playing or not?
-Lance Corporal Carter. Nice to meet you.
It was a joke.
I said you were the one in the army.
It's the police.
So while I've got you all here - I've got a little surprise.
-For my sister.
Had you going, didn't I?
-You are evil!
-We hope you'll be really happy there!
Be a bit weird though,
moving back into your dad's old place after everything...
-I didn't mean...
It's all right. Anyway. To new starts.
New starts. ALL: New starts.
-Handling stolen goods?
-It'll never stick.
-So what were they?
-What were what?
Come on, you're not in the nick now. The goods.
-What sort of stuff?
Just stuff. My stuff.
And were they?
Were they what?
You going to drop me off or what?
Why don't you come back to ours?
I don't think so.
Lady Di misses ya.
I...I know...that, um,
you was right and I was wrong and...
..I'm...I'm sorry I doubted ya.
Whatever trouble you're in, whatever you've done...
..it's none of my business.
So...why don't you...
So, did you let them all?
Yeah. Most of them.
Half of them.
Well, most of them or half of them isn't all of them, is it?
Thanks. Oh, and, um...
..thanks for that.
I'll invoice you when I get my credit card bill. Plus interest.
Then why the face? Get bored of the pretty one?
You want cheering up?
No. You're all right.
Hey listen, me and you last week...
Look, I am too messed up for you.
No, you ain't. You want messed up?
I'll give you messed up.
Come on, support our boys in uniform and all that.
You're the fittest girl I've seen in years.
Since the girl you said that to yesterday?
Yeah, she knocked me back an' all.
You really don't know how beautiful you are, do you?
Well, look, if you change your mind, I'll be in the Vic.
You know Billy didn't mean it like that, don't you?
It's OK. I've moved on.
If people want to talk, let them.
Well, bagsy choosing first room.
Listen, shall we give them something to talk about?
Amy's away this weekend, isn't she?
So why don't we have the biggest house-warming party
you've ever seen?
And then we move in.
You're like a yo-yo.
Have to get a revolving door soon.
-He's had a bit of agg' with the Old Bill.
-What's this? Jailbreak?
-A little misunderstanding.
-What have you done?
-He ain't done nothing.
So what's he doing back here?
Your brother very kindly asked me to stay.
-Has he now?
-Yes, he has.
And it seemed churlish not to accept.
I'll have a bottle of stout, please, Tina.
Not too much head on it.
I think we got off on the wrong foot.
-I did think you were hitting on me.
Maybe I was.
Can I buy you a drink?
Walford Gazette are coming Thursday.
Article on polygamy?
No, it's about the restaurant.
I'd really like you to do it with me.
So what's all this, then? These your photos?
-You going to get 'em to use one?
About what I said earlier - I shouldn't have let you.
All right, but you did.
I don't want this any more.
Max, this is wrong. This is so wrong.
I've got a chance, OK? Something good.
Someone who could...be right.
So who is it, then?
Could be Mr Right And it don't matter?
You don't know him.
Got to be lover boy from last week, ain't it?
-It's got nothing do with you.
-I think it has, Lucy.
-If you're dumping me for a one-night stand...
-Wasn't a one-night stand.
-Right. So you're seeing him again?
Right. So let me work it out. One plus none equals...
-All right, it was a one-night stand.
But it doesn't have to be. It could be something more.
I know it's this...Carter lad.
What's his name? Lee?
He's a little boy. What's he going to do? Use you.
What, like you do?
Because I don't see what I get from this.
I don't want to sneak around behind people's backs.
I don't want to be with someone that I can't be with in public.
I want someone who wants me...
..someone who looks at me and thinks I'm special.
I've got that chance, Max. So I'm going to take it.
I know you're there. Saw you when I come in.
Talking to yourself again?
Sign of madness.
With any luck, you should be able to lock me away soon.
Don't expect her to tuck you in later.
You owe me a favour. A big one.
I did tell you not to answer the door.
And I'll be calling it in soon.
POP MUSIC PLAYS ON JUKEBOX
E-MAIL ALERT ON PHONE
You don't think it's too much?
You look beautiful.
I just popped in to say good luck for the interview.
-Oh, well, it's only the local rag.
-Yeah, well, erm...
I'm very proud of you.
Why don't you come by after your round,
if you're...not doing anything else.
Morning! I didn't invite you over so you could stuff your face.
Billy didn't have anything in.
There's a surprise. Now are you going to be on the stall all day?
Yeah. Is that why you wanted to see me?
Yeah. The guy from the Walford Gazette will want to talk to you. And you, Luce.
-I can't. I'm up to my eyes today.
-It won't take you long.
Sorry. I'm at the flats all day.
You're going to be there, aren't you, love?
If you still want me... not sure why though.
Of course I do! You're my fiancee - nice to have the support of at least some of my family.
Cindy's going to be there. I'm showing her the ropes on the stall
-so she can help out.
-Do you have to do that today?
Come on, it's not going to be that easy to explain away a teenage pregnancy, is it?
KNOCK AT DOOR
Don't all rush.
-Need your autograph.
There you go, I know what that is.
Here, hang on a minute, have a look...
I tell you what, she has done a cracking job...
Look at that.
You've got jam on your tie.
I'm not wearing a tie.
No, the other one.
Oh. Cheers, mate.
The secret is to mash the sardines in with the jam.
I'm actually going to vom...
Just... Just ignore him.
So what I was thinking is,
first I'll introduce the players,
and then I'll make something up about them, like...
"Max versus Phil,
"let's hope they don't mistake their heads for the balls."
Why would they?
Because they're both bald.
Well, that's not funny.
What would you know about funny, Gramps?
Only funny thing about you is that ridiculous sandwich you're making.
It's the universe lining things up, John Boy.
All the girls you deflect have got to go somewhere.
You only kissed her cos Lucy never showed up.
Oh! You're not still banging on about Whitney, are you?
I just don't want to see her hurt.
-It was only a snog, stop being a woman.
-Oi, that's mine!
-Not any more.
-Here, Johnny, put the kettle on, will you?
Four sugars and I'll have my painkillers.
-I think they're in the cupboard...
-No, no, no, he can do it himself.
If he's well enough to get arrested,
you're well enough to put a kettle on.
-It's no bother.
-See, the boy don't mind.
And full-fat, mind - I don't want any of that skimmed rubbish.
Listen, they're not here to run about after you.
It's a cup of tea, Dad. Do you want one?
No. I'll do my own cup of tea.
Here, Nancy wants your help with this pool thing she's running.
-No, I don't.
-All right. Have you sorted out your seedings and pairings yet?
You don't want too many walkovers cos people get too bored.
-It's all right if you can't get your head around it, I'll help.
-I said I don't need your help.
-All right. I'm just saying I'm good at this stuff, that's all.
-Course he is.
Your heart's in the right place but everyone knows pool's a man's game.
Ooh, sexism and sardines -
the perfect breakfast!
Come on, shock me. How many women have entered this tournament?
I said full-fat, you great jessie!
It's annoying that tomorrow's a Bank Holiday.
Yeah, well, we can still offload the rest.
Look how many we've got rid of already.
We'll just smash it all day tomorrow and then party at Roxy's.
It's all right, you can answer it.
No, it's not important.
It might be a sale.
It's not work.
Lucy, is there anything that you want to talk about?
Take it easy, you'll blunt the arrows.
You know, you just want to take your foot off the pedal, kick back.
It's not in me to relax. You know that.
What is it Nan used to call you?
Yeah. Tasmanian Devil, that's it...
It's going to be all right.
Yeah, course it will.
Lightning don't strike twice, right?
Anyway, I'm going to go for a jog. I'll catch you later.
What you doing?! Barging about!
You've got to make allowances.
What? Cos he's in the Army or cos he's a plonker?
Just give him a little bit of slack.
And don't listen to the old man either.
What, sexist Stan? It's water off a duck's back.
I know you're excited about the tournament, but just don't worry.
It's going to be a success.
What, you're playing Whoopi Goldberg's part?
Understudy, but I might go on tonight
cos we've been lurching about
and I'm one of the few that don't get seasick.
Last night, Mother Superior vomited all over the front row.
Mate, I couldn't even cover for her
because every Wednesday and Saturdays I do my jazz medley.
-You're singing jazz?!
-They can't get enough of me, you know.
And we're doing a big Easter gig this week.
So, you missing me?
Yeah. Yeah, I miss having someone to talk to, yeah.
Hey, tell him we've got eight different types of rum on board.
Well, he's in Trinidad.
You lie! We're going there next week!
-I'm going to hunt him down dressed like this!
It sounds like you're having a great time.
Things have... Well, they've been a bit tense here.
Mate, I never knew how much fun you can have
being tossed about on a boat.
And Mr Fox-Hubbard? Is the honeymoon period over?
Oh, no... He adores me.
I don't have to lift a finger.
Well, you never did.
And he is very attentive, if you know what I mean...
No, I suppose you don't, innit? Cos you're with Ian.
Denise, all I can say to you is... bless you, my child.
Actually Ian's showing me off to the press later.
And tomorrow we're going to Oxford to see Libby.
He can't do enough for me.
Who hasn't washed up their breakfast?
Jam and sardines.
I can't stand at that sink with my ankle.
-Yes, you can.
-What are you, a doctor all of a sudden?
I can't put any weight on it, it's agony.
Right, well, you can dry then.
Always ready to help.
Never let it be said that I'm a burden...
and you can put that on my gravestone.
Who says you're going to get one?
No-one's going to want to know where you're buried.
Oh, very nice! What a lovely thing to say to a man who's got one foot in the grave.
Nance, I was having a think, and I reckon you should...
No, I know exactly what I'm doing!
-I don't need you taking over.
-OK, I'm just trying to help.
No, you're not. You're doing your usual - trying to push me out of something I want to do!
-What's that meant to mean?
-You know exactly what I mean.
You're trying to come up with something to prove to everyone how great you are.
The pool is my thing, ain't it, Dad?
-Course it is, baby.
-I've done all the pairings, all the seedings,
I've done all the promotion and it's going to be really good
-and it'll bring a load of customers in, so...
-All right, keep your hair on.
-Sounds like she's trying to prove she's as good as you are, lad.
-I am as good as him!
OK, put your money where your mouth is. Why not enter yourself in the tournament?
I've already told you - I can't, I'm running it.
-You can do both, can't you?
-Yeah, go on, I dare you.
Fine. If you can deal with being thrashed by a girl!
Go on, then, Nance. Now that's fighting talk...
230 quid for this!
It is perfect for our decor.
Yeah, but for 230 quid I want it in silver!
Ian, it's not just your money any more.
I know, but it's 230 quid...
Ian! I'm not having you moaning about costs
and taking the shine off this for me.
-Why is there a dead body outside my restaurant?
-Look, are you sure you're all right?
-Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
I don't know, it seems like you've just got a lot on your mind.
No, I'm fine.
Right, you find out about those council tenants
and I'll head over to the flat and chase up those leads.
Yeah, all right, I shouldn't be too long.
Cindy, pass me the bananas.
-Come here, come here.
-What are you doing? Get off of me!
-What do you think you're playing at?
-What are you talking about?
-Lucy, you ain't going to blackmail me. Do you understand me?
-Who took that?
-That's exactly what I want to know. So, go on, who have you been talking to?
Do you really think I want people knowing about us?
So where did it come from?
Just an e-mail.
Didn't recognise the address.
So someone's spying on us?
I'm trying to look on the bright side. But this isn't Spring Lane.
No, it isn't Spring Lane.
And it's not going to be Spring Lane once they flatten it.
Now, come on, what's our motto?
Come on, say it.
Life's too short.
Come on, the people round here are all very friendly.
Here, is that your death wagon?!
Oh! Some respect for the departed, please.
You'll have to shift it. I can't have a dead body outside my restaurant!
We're on our way to a funeral.
You'll have to get that car to back up.
Oi, Beale! Has this got anything to do with you?
You're going to have to reverse.
I ain't backing up for you.
I can't reverse now, can I? Now move that hearse! Come on.
He can't reverse, he's got a coffin in the back.
-If I have to get out of here you'll be needing a coffin - now move it!
-Why me? Why is it always me?!
-We've bought the lease on the charity shop.
It's a nice area, isn't it?
Just give him five minutes to offload the sign. I've got a reporter coming round...
-I've warned you!
-All right, I'll get them to move.
You're going to have to move, you're causing a jam! Come on. Move it, mate.
There's a man who lets things get to him.
-That way. All right! Go on.
-That never ends well, does it, Les?
No, Birdie, it doesn't.
You don't think it was Lauren, do you?
No, no, she would have said something.
You know what she's like, she can't hold back.
-So, you with that Carter boy now, or what?
You can still talk to me.
I know you say it's over. I can't just switch off how I feel, can I?
Look, you're going to have to.
Right, so you think you're some sort of big woman now, do you?
Well, you ain't.
She must have just got caught up with something.
I need a good old massage later, how are you fixed?
-To massage your legs?!
-Whatever you want.
I don't know. I've got to look after Bianca's mum today,
-she's not very well.
She's meant to have chemo this week, but she's just not well enough.
I am really worried about her, to be honest.
She's normally the strong one,
but she ain't taking it very well.
She's the closest thing I've got to a gran.
Listen, I might be able to get away later.
That's if your legs can last that long.
Oh, yeah, I think they can.
We're completely family-focused.
Simple, classic dishes.
-Healthy options, zero trans fats.
-Bun-less burgers, if that's your thing.
Even got sweet-potato fries.
-But no compromise on taste.
Anyone would think they were married.
Let me introduce you to everyone. This is Jake, my sous-chef.
Nice to meet you.
And these are your staff, are they?
No, no, this is Denise, my fiancee,
soon to be a new addition to the Beale empire.
And this is my boyfriend, Masood.
I thought you were married.
Yeah, and now we're...
..just business partners.
-..both moved on.
How about we show you the kitchen, Jake?
Yeah, this way.
Well, Ian's in his element.
This is exciting.
Yeah, it is.
You know, I've got a really good feeling about this.
Well, the furniture's nice.
What's that for?
Thanks for being here.
I ain't done anything.
Oi, where you going with them?
Grandad said he wanted a beer.
No, if he wants beer he can come downstairs and buy 'em.
Put 'em back.
Although it's called Beale's and they work together
they're not married.
Well, they used to be, but they're divorced now.
Are you listening?
-Hi. I thought you might be with Whit.
I saw you kissing yesterday.
Oh, that was just a kiss.
It's all right...you're single.
You're not jealous then?
No, I'm happy for her.
I mean, it's been a while since a decent guy took any interest.
Is that right?
Yeah. And I'm pretty certain that she's stopped charging for sex,
so that's good for you.
It'll be good if we can salvage some of that wooden panelling from the old shop.
There's something very welcoming about mahogany.
There's room in that bedroom for more wardrobe space.
You hardly wear the dresses you've got.
I do. You can't say I don't.
I rotate. You never notice.
What am I wearing now? Don't...
Don't you look.
Black floral blouse, black jacket, black slacks.
Mr Coker, isn't it?
I just wondered if you and your good lady would like a bottle of wine,
on the house, of course, it's just I've got a little favour to ask.
And, Peter, how old are you?
What's it like, working for your dad?
It's great. It's really good.
It's a shame my daughter couldn't be here as well.
She's 20, setting up her own business, she'll be the real success story of the family.
We'll all be working for the great Lucy one day.
-What's your name?
-Like I said, it's unfortunate Lucy couldn't be here,
but obviously she's busy with work. She really wanted to talk to you.
Yeah, she's really busy floating around the Square.
Right, that's it with the stall,
how about, as it's lunchtime, we move on to the chippie?
Do you like fish and chips, yeah?
Why do you let him put you down like that?
He wasn't putting me down.
She nicks his credit card,
she complains about him every chance she gets,
and still she's golden girl.
No, it's not like that.
Do you want to be treated like second-best all your life?
Didn't mean anything, kissing Whitney.
What, like kissing me?
Is that what you do? Go round kissing every girl?
You know you shouldn't take any notice of me.
You got your dad on your case?
Only when he wants something.
He doesn't usually take an interest.
You should go away for a bit. Like me.
I go away for months, come back, and they're all over me.
Can't go wrong. You should try it.
What, just disappear?
Don't tempt me.
So, do you like it in the army?
Yeah, and no.
I miss my family a lot.
And the downside to coming back is I have to start all over again.
You going to see Whit again?
I don't know... Am I?
Who the hell are you?
Les Coker, your son asked me to pop up and see you.
-Well, it can be lonely... surrounded by family,
but feeling isolated and cut off.
I'm not cut off, I've got me wheelchair.
Your son thought you'd like to talk to me.
You're not from the Social, are you? Cos I'm not going into no home.
No, I'm an undertaker.
I know it's not easy, approaching the end...
Have you thought much about your funeral?
What's Mick been saying to you? Cos I ain't near the end!
You're very lucky to have such a loving son.
He said, and I quote,
"When it comes to burying my dad,
"money's no object."
Oh, well, you can tell him from me, I'll see him in a coffin first!
Sending you up here, preying on an old man!
I've years left in me! Years!
Go on, clear off out! Bleedin' vulture!
Oi, oi, you said you had one foot in the grave!
Is that what you had in mind?
You're my new hero.
Shirley would have paid to see that.
Now, how about a nice Scotch?
A large malt. Oh, and if I could just leave you my card...
just in case you ever do have need of my services.
Listen, I don't suppose I can buy that coffin before he bowls over.
-I spoke to Kim earlier.
-Yeah? Her new husband thrown her overboard yet?
She's having the time of her life.
Yeah? When's she coming back?
Didn't think I'd miss her so much, you know.
You can take people for granted, can't you?
I know I've taken you for granted. I know, and I'm sorry.
No, no, Ian. You're just a very busy man, that's all.
You looking forward to seeing Libby tomorrow?
Yeah, really looking forward.
You are still all right to come, aren't you?
Yeah, of course. You support me, I support you.
Ian, no, it's not about support. She's my daughter,
and when we're married she'll be part of your family.
Yeah, I tell you what, that reporter talking about the stall
got me thinking about my gran and my dad...
Peter and Lucy, they're going to have kids,
and then they'll have kids,
and pretty soon I'll be the old man sat in the corner
-wondering where his life went.
-It's a good life, Ian.
I think me dad would be proud.
-Come on, shouldn't you be getting back to the Minute Mart?
You should be reflective more often. It suits you.
That went well.
It did, didn't it?
Well, it looked like it.
And I managed to get more than two words in, which is surprising
considering Ian turned it into a piece all about his empire.
Well... That's Ian.
There's not many men that would be OK
about their girlfriends going into business with their ex-husbands.
Well, you just remember that
when you're opening your chain of restaurants.
Chain of restaurants!
-Oh, it'll happen.
I just hope you don't end up ditching your postman
when you're flying high.
You don't really think that, do you?
Anyway, it's going to take up a lot of your time, isn't it?
I'll still make time for you.
We don't open till Monday, so why don't we do something nice tomorrow?
What have you got in mind?
We could go away, we could go down the coast,
paddle in the sea, wear kiss-me-quick hats.
You don't have to take me to the coast to kiss me.
Oh, yeah, I've got to take this.
Hello. Yes, this is Jane Beale.
What was that in front of the journalist?
-Just keep your remarks to yourself.
It's not right, the way you mug Peter off.
Lucy gets away with murder!
No, I'm tired of this, OK? I've been really good to you.
I've taken you in, I feed you, I deal with you...
getting pregnant, and still you stir the pot.
Luckily for me, no-one's interested in what you've got to say.
So you don't want to know about Lucy's police record then?
Oh, didn't know about that, did you?
Why are you so jealous of Lucy?
I'm not jealous! She got arrested for shoplifting in Devon.
Because she'd tell you(?)
You don't know the first thing about Lucy.
You don't even know what she keeps in her jewellery box.
-Is Lee around?
-He went out. You should text him.
I haven't got his number.
Why don't you stay for a drink and I'll dig it out for you?
What are you having?
Whatever you're having.
-Yeah. I'd make a better job running it than my dad ever will, though.
Full of big ideas, then?
Not just ideas.
I am actually going to make a success of my life.
Yeah, I can tell. You seem a lot older than you are.
Your dad's an idiot if he's not proud of you, you know that?
Sorry, can't help myself.
You're so beautiful.
Ian, are you in?
Look, I've had a call from a florist who can do us a really good deal...
-What are you doing?
-I need to see what's inside.
Oh, Ian, you can't do that, it's Lucy's.
That's going to be Terry to take us to the station.
What you doing? Aren't you going smart?
There's been a radiator leak at the restaurant.
-Can't Jane deal with that?
-She's going away with Masood.
And you're going away with me.
Yeah, but we can see Libby any time, can't we?
Right. I'll just have to make your excuses.
I thought Ian was coming?
Can you imagine if it was HIS daughter at Oxford?
Have you spoken to her?
No. Not yet.
What's Denise said?
I haven't told her. I didn't want to ruin her trip to Oxford.
Look, go and get her up. We'll take her for breakfast.
Don't worry. We'll sort this out.
Right, where is she? Did she sleep here last night?
Maybe she was up early for work.
-Are you covering for her?
-I'm not, I swear.
-Come on, Cindy, please.
This is important. She didn't sleep here last night. So where is she?
There she is.
He probably just went out on the pull.
I know, I'm just worried, you know.
Yeah, yeah. I'm trying not to think about that.
Lucy, give me a call when you get this message.
-She will have stayed at a friend's house.
-Yes, taking God knows what!
She doesn't need you charging around involving her whole family.
Now, go to work, get things done, and she will turn up.
You're not coming with...?
No, we're supposed to be setting off.
Just for a bit.
Dedication! And it's a bank holiday.
Yeah, all right, cheeky.
We do have a business to run too, you know.
What are you doing? Come on!
So bossy! All right, all right.
Banoffee pie and cheesecake for breakfast?
Not every day you wake up in a restaurant, is it?
Ian, man, this chief won't let me sign for the delivery!
It's not about that.
No wonder I don't get my post on time.
You've been staring at that luggage for ages.
It's Good Friday, Billy. I'm on holiday. Supposedly.
Besides, you only get catalogues.
Hey, hey, hey! Get back here!
What have you done to my cushions?
What are you on about?
Nothing six months of therapy won't fix!
All right! This is a development!
Yeah. My dad just caught us.
Oh, no way!
What's this about Dad?
See you at Roxy's party later.
We were supposed to make an early start.
I know. I'm sorry.
You know Ian's family isn't always your problem, don't you?
-Someone had a sleepover?
-Yeah, you could say that.
Oh, right. Yeah, I saw Lucy tearing through the market.
He's going in a few days -
if you're worried about her falling for a soldier.
Lads I can deal with, all right?
-I found something in her room.
You mustn't tell anyone.
No. No, no, no, of course not.
Ian's so worried. I don't know. Maybe it's serious.
Maybe it's nothing.
But he's not very well equipped to find out, is he?
Just let me talk to her first, all right? You're too wound up. Wait.
You say they're not my problem, Mas,
but those kids are all my babies, really.
And how does Denise feel about that?
He's told you, hasn't he?
-Look, it's not like you haven't had sex before.
Luce, forget that.
-Is everything OK? Dad, I've got this.
-Oh, my gosh. Please!
Like, I know I shouldn't have done it in the restaurant,
-but there's 500 people in this house.
-It's not about Lee!
We know about the drugs, Lucy.
I guess it was hers, then.
-Did you know about this?
-No, Dad, I didn't.
Well handled, by the way.
We'll go away soon, I promise.
Let's just get these inside, shall we?
Oh. Weren't expecting you yet.
You all right?
Did your dad catch up with you about that Lee?
Wait till Whitney does. You do know she snogged him?
Yeah, well, you win some, you lose some.
What's he like, then?
Can we just get on with the work?
Thanks, sweetheart. I reckon you're in for a decent turnout tonight.
Better had be. Unless Sharon's wedged a table in the Albert.
Oh, babe, was you having a tournament and all?
-Now, now, Mother.
-You couldn't top this up with a bit of...
No. No booze in the AM, all right? You're bad enough sober.
When my ankle's better...
You won't need to be here any more, will you, Grandad?
You was all over Whitney five minutes ago. Now, Lucy, I'm a bit...
Leave off, will you. I got enough on my plate with her old man walking in on us.
-Yeah. Him and Lucy got caught by her old man.
-Lee! He's our neighbour!
Yeah. Be your father-in-law before you know it.
That man is not becoming a relation of mine.
Wouldn't be so bad - she's a lovely girl.
What's her name again?
All right, settle down, everyone, please! We've got a pool tournament to set up.
And, Lee, do yourself a favour. Try not to cop for any tidy blondes on the table before it starts.
Nancy's just cleaned it.
Can I have a word?
Er, there's no-one upstairs.
THEY HUM CHOPIN'S FUNERAL MARCH
-Do you reckon he...
-Yes, Mick. I do.
Do you want a cup of tea?
Look, this morning.
I get how it might have come across disrespectful...
-in your restaurant, with your daughter.
-The tidy blonde?
-That was just banter.
-If you respect someone...
All I told them was that you walked in and how bad I felt.
-Which I do.
-Yeah. She deserves better.
Yeah. She does. She's an amazing girl.
You have no idea.
If I find out it was you who gave her cocaine...
Mate, mate, I ain't into all that.
-Naked? Lucy Beale? Boom.
-Mate, I'm telling you, man...
Wait, wait, wait, swear on Biggie's memory.
On Biggie, all right? She was naked!
She must have been cold, though,
cos the central heating goes off at night.
-Tam, Tam. Tam?
He's just told us he's seen woman-flesh.
-And you're worried about central heating?
Anyway, listen, Ian must've gone psycho, though! What did he say?
Bruv, I don't know. I tell you what I won't forget, though.
I'll never forget her putting that dress back on, man. Oh, my days!
Yo, watch it, man! What's his beef?
I can't believe he came up with all them hobbits and goblins
lying under that tree.
Yeah. Being lazy pays.
You shouldn't have been so hard on Chelsea all those years.
If she had a movie franchise, you'd have a point!
She made it to Spain.
Yeah. Turned out all right.
Both of you.
Shame Ian couldn't make it.
So how are things at home?
Oh, you know...
You must be busy with the wedding.
Come on, there must be some news.
It's middle age. You know, things don't change that much.
It all just...stretches out.
Anyway, what about your news? How's the Master's going?
Yeah, really well.
Ah. That sounds like there's a "but" at the end of that.
I want to show you something.
That's like the 15th one he's sent.
You going to tell me what's happening?
What you doing back?
Just looking for some car keys.
Can't get in the hatchback.
-Probably for the best.
-Yeah, very funny.
Nearly as old as your phone - which I don't even know why you're using.
Tell you what, do me a favour, Lauren -
make me a cup of tea, will you?
Do you want one?
No, no. I'll make it.
It's all right, Lauren'll do it.
-You're a guest here, ain't you?
Your car key.
-I left them in the kitchen.
What's happening? You seeing that Carter boy now, are you?
-It's got nothing to do with you.
-Thought you might want to take this one?
He did what?
Ah! Oh, sorry.
Come here, let me get a quick little picture! Just a quick...
Get in there.
You! What are you like, keeping secrets from me.
You're one to talk, Mum.
What's that supposed to mean?
You tell me.
Seems like pretty much every topic of conversation is off-limits.
You can't talk about Ian, the wedding, home.
Right. Er, home.
Oh, Bobby. He's so cute.
And then there's the twins, there's Peter and Lucy.
And, erm, do you know, I think you can always...
You can tell a person from the kids.
And then there's all the businesses, so...
I'll never get bored.
-Oh, the house.
-You've said the house.
-I don't want to marry him.
And I don't know what to do, because everyone's said, all along...
and I... I don't know what to do.
-Mum, please. Come here.
-How dare you!
Going to the Vic and accusing Lee!
I was just trying to...
What? Humiliate me? You know what, you might as well go hand out flyers
saying "Lucy does coke! Lucy's a screw up!"
You wouldn't take my calls. I had to try and do something.
What has it got to do with you?
Oh, Luce, please. Love, let's not fight over this, OK?
Luce, come on, please, just talk to me.
No, I didn't come here to talk.
I came to get it back.
The coke. It is mine.
So give it back.
Welcome to the Vic pool tournament!
-Are you sure Lee's...?
-Engineers' champ. Boy's a shark.
20 on Winston, was it?
All right, Phil? You fancy a flutter?
Anything I should know first?
Buy you a drink?
I'm looking for Phil, not a relationship.
Relationship? You'll be lucky.
Nah, let's go to this party, man.
-No, we've got to wait for Whitney and Lucy.
-She's a pool fan, ain't she?
That's got nothing to do with pool.
Look at you!
Thanks. I'm going to Roxy's party later, so...
Is your brother here? Is he around?
-Yeah. About that...
Right, listen, I'm just going to put it out there. Last night...
Lucy and Lee, sort of...they...
-Are you joking?
It's always her, innit?
Look at me. I'm an idiot.
I really hate her!
It is my property! I paid for it.
I had to try and do something.
What, you just crept into my room and broke into my jewellery box?
And I think I was vindicated.
I am not a kid any more.
Do I not have a right for privacy?
No. Not under my roof.
Fine, then. That makes my decision easier. I'll move out.
That's not the solution, is it?
I can't live with you any more. I can't be around you!
You criticise me, you judge me,
and now - what, you just go through my things?
I feel like you hate me.
That's not true!
OK, well, tell me the last time that you said something nice to me.
Maybe I don't tell you enough, all right?
But I tell Jane and Denise. You're the best thing I ever did!
I tell them all the time. I mean, just ask them.
Lucy, I can't believe I made you, all right.
You're beautiful, you're clever, you're independent.
I mean, maybe that's why I push you so hard,
because I know what you can be.
And you're the one who kept this family together
when I was on the streets, all right? And that's not forgotten.
Why don't you ever tell me?
Luce, come here. Come here.
-I'm such a mess.
-No, come on.
You're not a mess. Look, it's me, all right?
I'm the idiot. OK?
-I mean, look at me this morning. I was SO embarrassed!
Yeah. All I could do was talk about cushions!
Lucy, I love you, OK?
I mean, Peter...he's a good lad, he does what he's told,
he'll work in the market and on the stall
and maybe one day the caff, but...
you and me together, I mean...
we could take this family on.
Look, all right. I guess what I'm trying to say is...
You're the one.
You always HAVE been the one.
Do you want to know why I take coke?
It is to block out
whatever thoughtless thing you said to me last.
Ah, the missing puzzle piece!
Is Peter in there?
Nah, sorry, Luce, ain't seen him.
Ah, have you two had a fight, have you?
Lucy, are you OK?
Why don't you just come in and we'll just sort it out in there?
Aren't you supposed to be at the flats?
Yeah, yeah. I had three cancellations, so...
Why are you trying to cause an argument?
Just come in.
I'm just going to... leave Peter a message.
Do I look like it?
-Why don't you get in the motor?
-Go on, we'll go to a hotel.
-I'll cheer you up.
-What, so we can just lie there
and think up what we're going to tell our families?
What about all the fun we're going to have?
You know, I don't want to end up like you.
I don't want to not know the difference
between fun and desperation.
Do you not want to be able to look your daughter in the eye again?
Come here. What do you know about my daughter?
-Cos I can look her in the eye just fine.
-Get off of me.
I want to start being a better person. From now on.
-And we're off!
We're going to make a killing here.
-That's if your boy turns up, Stan.
Here, Nance, do you fancy this party later?
Yeah, when the last ball gets sunk, I'm all over it.
-Where's Lee? We're up next.
-Probably writing Lucy love letters.
-No more jokes. Ian might be lurking about.
-I'm not sure about that girl.
-Oh, there's a surprise.
-She upset your Whitney.
Honestly, Mum. Lucy... She's all right.
Ooh, that's a nause, innit?
'Hi, it's Libby. Please leave a message.'
Libby. It's me.
I'm going to end it with Ian.
'Hi, this is Lucy. Please leave a message.
'Lucy, are you coming back tonight?
'I know I messed up. Please don't be mad.
'Hi, this is Lucy. Please leave a message.
'Lucy, it's Lee. You not coming to this party?
'I fancy another cheesecake breakfast! Only messing.
'Anyway, I hope you sort stuff out with your dad, yeah?'
'Hi, this is Lucy. Please leave a message.
'Lucy. It's me. It's Dad.
'Um... I'm... I'm sorry.'
Tensions continue to rise at the Vic, and Stan is infuriated by his family's actions. Stan finds himself in trouble with the law, and Mick comes up with a cunning plan whilst doing his best to support his family.
Ian manages to upset his entire family. Will his and Denise's relationship survive? Denise, unable to hide her feelings, makes a big decision. Lucy also makes a decision about her love life, but is it the right one? Fed up with Lucy being Ian's golden girl, Cindy decides it is time he learned the truth. After being caught out, Lucy's world comes crashing down around her.
The fate of the market is revealed, and Max panics after receiving an unexpected email.
Whitney is heartbroken after Lauren fills her in on recent events.