A chance to catch up on the week's drama in Albert Square. Pam is shocked when she makes an alarming discovery. The Carters are torn about what Lee should do.
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-Is there a problem?
-Can we come in, Billy?
We're just about to eat.
It's about Lucy Beale. I saw you with her on Good Friday.
-The night she died.
We need to do this inside.
Lauren, please open the door.
-Well, cos I want to sort things out, that's why.
Look, I'm sorry about just now, it's just, I've got a lot on my plate,
ain't I? Lauren, I ain't going anywhere, all right?
Not till we've talked.
All right, well, you can stay out there all night for all I care.
Lo, do me a favour, take Lexi and Janet for a walk, eh?
But we just ordered pizza.
Pops, what's wrong with you?
-Maybe we should come back later.
-Why are you guys even here, anyway?
-We just need to speak with Billy.
-What, about the electric?
-How about Lola takes you down the park, eh? For ice cream?
-Pops, I'm skint.
-That's all I've got, for the pizza.
-Right, no, I ain't going...
-For once, will you not argue with me?
-Please, just go!
-Right, come on, then. Let's go.
-Go on. Go down the park.
Come on then.
-Sorry, mate, we're closing.
-Actually, I'm here about Lola.
-Why don't you give her a trial, see how it goes?
-Cos I honestly don't think she'd fit in.
It's just she's been struggling a bit at the moment. You'd really help if you just gave her a break.
Mate, I get it. Things are tough. But Lola's not my problem.
-I'm surprised she's yours, to be honest.
-What's that mean?
It's a lot to take on, an 18-year-old with a toddler.
Rather you than me. I mean, why tie yourself down?
You're a good looking lad. Get out there.
Live a little. That's all I'm saying.
Yeah, Lola's right. You are an idiot.
Come on. You can't expect me to believe you can't remember anything.
-It was months ago!
-I know what I saw. Lucy had the hump
and you two were definitely having a barney over something.
Stop lying. Tell us what it was about. We're wasting our time.
-Let's just let the police sort it out.
-All right, all right, wait.
Just give me a minute to think, will ya?
Hang on, I do remember her coming in for chips that night.
And if I remember rightly, she couldn't be bothered to wait.
-I was frying a fresh batch.
She got the hump because she had to hang about.
I was up to my neck in it so I told her where to go.
-And that's it?
-Yeah. That's all it was.
So did you tell the police that you saw Lucy the night she died?
-No. Course you didn't.
-Who the hell do you think you are?
Coming in here, accusing me of all sorts, eh?
Lee, he's full of it. Come on, let's just go to the police.
And say what? I've just told you what happened.
We'll tell them about the key as well.
And about you sneaking around the flat where Lucy's blood was found.
How do we know you weren't in there the night she died?
Well, what are you trying to say? I told you, we had a stupid row.
She kicked off, I never see her again, I swear!
You. I thought you were supposed to be my mate.
Jake is already banged up for killing Lucy.
-He swears he's innocent.
-Do you really think that I'm capable of murder? Do ya?
No. No. We ain't saying that.
-Maybe it was an accident.
-Nah, nah, nah.
You ain't pinning this on me just because your alky mate says that he's innocent.
-Come on, Billy. Just tell us what you're hiding.
What, did she have something on you? Or maybe she turned you down.
The key, Billy. You never gave us it back.
Sling your hook.
Emma? Yeah, it's only me.
Er, yeah, it's going really well with Lauren.
Listen, I don't know if you're back at work already
but why don't you come over later?
Abi's going to be staying with her mum, so...
Er, yeah, so maybe I'll see you later.
All right, Lauren. Where are you going?
Lauren, don't be like this. This is stupid. Just give me five minutes.
That's all I'm asking, all right? Five minutes, and if you don't
like what I've got to say, that's it, I'll leave you alone.
-We've got a visitor.
Hey. Hello, Mrs Coker.
Ain't got that tenner, have you, for the pizza bloke?
You could have this tomorrow. I made a casserole to celebrate you passing your trial.
Oh, thank you, that's very kind of you.
Tending the dead isn't for the faint-hearted, Billy.
I think your grandad may have found his calling.
And how are my two favourite girlies? Oh, look at you!
-You sorted it out?
-Yes, yes. Sorted.
-Was it about the electric?
I'm really sorry, I don't mean to be rude but I've got to nip out.
I've got to go and check the rota at the chippy.
But Lola's here. I mean, stay and have a cup of tea if you want.
-I won't be long.
-Oh, yes, I think I will!
Les is out with his cronies to a dinner do,
and I don't want to be stuck in on my own, do I?
There you go, then. Stick the kettle on, Lo. Won't be long.
I...I got my job.
Trial at Mr Coker's.
-Oh, congrats, man.
Look, they're all having pizza in there.
Anyway, see ya.
Mick told me what happened. So did you get a written confession?
-Ain't funny, Shirl!
-Look, Billy Mitchell is many things but he's not a killer.
Well, he was lying about something. It was obvious.
Yeah. It did feel like he was holding something back.
That don't make him a murderer. You put yourselves on the line, for what?
Yeah, for once I agree with Shirley.
We can't keep going round in circles.
You went and had it out with him. So, now what?
There is only one thing to do. Go to the police.
-Yeah, and I still say let it go.
-This is doing my nut in.
Where're you going?
Shop. I need a sugar fix.
I dunno. What do you reckon, Dad?
You know we're behind you. It's just...
The old bill are going to want to know why you've changed your story.
Billy could say you've been putting the screws on him.
I just want you to be sure.
I just wanted to say, this...
this is nothing personal.
Nothing personal?! Are you having a laugh?
Just be straight with me, all right? Is there anything you ain't telling us?
How do you know your poxy nephew
-ain't got nothing to do with this, eh?
He was the one who was following Lucy that night.
You want to think about that, eh?
-Come on, the house ain't going to clean itself.
-I just finished work!
Just get off your lazy backside.
Phil! I'm in trouble.
-Everything all right?
-Yeah. Yeah, everything's fine.
-Billy's taking his time.
-Er, yeah, you wouldn't mind watching Janet?
I'm just going to put Lexi's pyjamas on, if you don't mind.
Pops, it's me. Will you just call me back, all right?
One minute, my day's going great,
next minute I've got the Carters mob-handed at the door!
Just calm down and tell me why.
-They said I had something to do with Lucy's murder!
The front door was wide open.
Anyone could have walked in.
How are you feeling?
Erm, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Denny wants another DVD.
-Do you want another painkiller?
Jay, Jay, put the kettle on, will you? Billy, go with him.
You look tired.
Well, I don't know how. I've hardly lifted a finger for weeks.
Look, Phil, just keep the doors locked, eh? It's better to be careful.
Sharon, you're safe, all right? I promise you.
Like I said, I'm fine. It's just common sense.
Just call me if you need anything, yeah?
Why the hell would they accuse you of murdering Lucy?
-Well, answer the question.
-All right, all right!
The night she died...
..she caught me nicking fish from the chippy.
She threatened to tell Ian so we had this blazing row and...
well, I thought no-one else knew, but then...
Lee Carter says that he seen us arguing.
Did he hear what the row was about?
What did you tell him?
I just made up some story about her giving me grief
about having to wait for her chips.
Did he believe you?
-Ain't much of a story.
-I didn't have time to think, you know?
Well, it's just your word against Lee's, ain't it?
Keep your mouth shut about the stolen fish,
you've got nothing to worry about.
Well, is there something else?
Spit it out, will ya?
I had a key...
to Tina's flat.
A spare key, I had it from Butcher's Joints.
Don't tell us you was in there, please.
Well, were you?
Billy, tell us the facts, come on!
I was rigging the switchboard.
I was running our leccy off of their meter.
Tina caught me in there the other day red-handed. Now they all think I was in the flat the night Lucy died.
..get lost for a minute, will you?
Just do it.
So what happened after the row?
Nothing. She took off.
Billy, if you're hiding something, I need to know.
Are you seriously asking me if I killed her?!
-You said she threatened to go to Ian.
-Yes, but, Phil...
I know, I know how much you need that job.
You seriously think I'd kill a young girl for a poxy job at a chippy?!
Come on, Phil!
I know I've done a lot of bad things in my time, but I'm not a killer!
What about Lee? Did he say...? Did he say anything else before he left?
Do you think he would have gone straight to the old bill?
Not sure. I've only just chucked 'em out, ain't I?
Where you going?
To the Vic.
See if I can't sort out your mess.
Well, this was worth it(!)
Well, there's only so many times I can say "sorry", Lauren.
-I know. I just want you to mean it.
-Yeah, and I do mean it.
I came to see you earlier to talk about it, and you just...
You weren't bothered at all.
Yeah, well, I'm here now, all right?
That's all that matters. So, let's talk.
All right, fine. Er, why did you sleep with my best mate?
Cos I have not stopped thinking about it.
I keep thinking, you know, all the times she must've been lying to me.
Or sneaking around behind my back with you.
And I am still so angry with her!
Hi. Tea to go, please.
What do you want me to say, Lauren?
All right, it was wrong
-and it shouldn't have happened.
-Well, why did it?
Because she was vulnerable. And I was weak.
She was messed up. And you were taking advantage.
Yeah, I couldn't help myself.
Do you know how disgusting that is?
Yes. All right, Lauren? I do. And... it ain't easy talking about it.
I just never thought about all the people it could hurt.
All you do is hurt people, though, Dad.
I mean, what kind of person sleeps with their son's girlfriend?
You ain't never going to change.
All you care about is yourself, Dad.
You're the most selfish person I've ever met.
Oh, cavalry's arrived.
-You been to the old bill?
I do hope you ain't come here to cause agg, Phil.
I ain't come here for any aggro here, mate. I ain't Billy's baby sitter either.
-Why are you here, then?
-Billy told me what happened the night,
what REALLY happened the night that Lucy died.
He said that you lot came on a bit heavy.
And, well, he panicked. Didn't know what to say.
But what really happened is, the night that Lucy died,
she gave it the big I am.
Went in the chippy. Tried to take some money out the till.
-Why would she do that?
-Got no idea.
Billy don't know either.
Maybe she wanted some coke or something like that.
Anyway, Billy was worried that he was going to get the blame
for the money going out the till. So he stopped her.
She flipped, and he slung her out.
-So why didn't he tell us that in the first place?
-Cos he's stupid.
Yeah. You're not wrong.
Anyway, if you do go to the old bill,
that's what he's going to tell 'em.
You got to ask yourself, is it worth it?
They found her blood in the kitchen, didn't they?
That's what I read.
So if you were messing about with wires...
..then that's where your prints will be.
By the electric box.
So just tell them you went nowhere near the kitchen.
Where you going? Oi, Bill!
-I knew he was holding something back.
-What if Phil's lying?
It fits, though. What Phil said about Lucy. It could easily explain what happened that night.
In that case, think about Ian.
You go to the police, word's bound to get out.
Does he really need to know his daughter was trying to steal from him the night she died?
Are you just going to stand there like a lemon?
Well, I don't know any more.
-Are you really that gullible?
-Look, I've made my decision.
-Look, it's not worth it.
-Nance, just let it go. Please.
-I'll go to the police myself.
-Listen to me, don't go dragging my boy
into this. He's made his decision. You're going to respect it.
Maybe Mick's right. What's it going to achieve?
As much as we believe Jake's innocent, I just think we're clutching at straws blaming Billy.
Can everyone just drop it, please?
Just let her cool off.
-Yeah, I want to ask you a favour first.
I'm having a photo shoot set up at Blades tomorrow.
-I wondered if you'd be a model.
Yeah. Don't look so surprised. You'd be perfect.
Now's not really a good time, Dean.
What if I can't ever trust you again?
Look, I know it ain't going to happen overnight, Lauren.
Look, I miss you. And Abi misses you. Tramp, he misses you.
Look, just one last chance, that's all I'm asking. OK?
-And you can move home any time you like.
-Don't push it.
All right. I'll leave you to it, shall I? OK?
-Peter, listen, I'm really sorry, I just wanted to...
-It's fine. It's fine, I understand.
-Yeah. I mean, he's your dad. What're you going to do?
You fancy the pub? My shout.
-Yeah, all right.
-Everything all right?
What the hell are you doing? I swear to God, you come near me...
I was just bringing them back, OK?
Lexi went out like a light.
Oh, wow! Who did this?
Oh, wow, who's that meant to be then?
-Oh! It's Billy and Les, isn't it? In their best bib and tucker.
It's very good!
Erm, Pam, you couldn't do me a big favour, could you?
-I don't believe this!
-What was I meant to do? Tie him to the chair?
Where've you been?
Well, anyway, I think I managed to get through to Lee, so...
all you've got to do is get a grip and sit tight, yeah?
-Well, don't say "thanks" or anything, will you(?)
-I've blown it, Phil.
I'm, er, sorry if I was a bit off before.
I've been meaning to say...
all that stuff you heard last week, after my party,
do me a favour and keep it to yourself?
The kids don't know we ain't married...
But that being said, one good turn does deserve another.
-How about that photo shoot?
-My modelling days are long gone.
You actually modelled? You've definitely still got it.
And what would you know?
I know that some women get more stunning with age. Elle Macpherson,
-Cindy Crawford, Linda Carter...
I mean, what is it that grandad says?
"The older the berry, the sweeter the juice."
-Now I know what he meant!
-If Mick hears you talking like that.
Oh, I've asked Lauren and Whitney as well.
You want me to pose with a couple of girls half my age?
-You've got to be joking.
They've got nothing on you. You show 'em how it's done.
You would be doing me a massive, massive favour as well.
I've blown the budget on the photographer.
He's good. He's really good.
-Go on, then.
I've just caught Billy in our kitchen.
-He said he was returning these...
Now, we go to the police.
-I back you up, don't I? I back you up and you make me look like a total mug.
-It ain't like that!
If Sharon weren't upstairs I'd kick you round this kitchen.
-Please, listen to me,
-Nah, nah, nah! You listen to me, yeah?
I want to know everything that happened the night Lucy died.
-I told you I didn't do it.
One more lie out of you, and you - listen to me - you're on your own!
I swear to ya! I swear, I never touched her!
If my own family start doubting me, what's that lot out there going to think, eh?
-So what was you doing over there then?
Because I was in the kitchen as well. More than once.
I nicked the odd tin of beans, some eggs...
You are unbelievable.
My prints could be anywhere, couldn't they?
Billy, you are a world-class idiot, you know that?
The old bill would've dusted that place from top to bottom months ago.
They ain't going to go back now, are they? What was you thinking?
-I don't know.
-Well, you might as well go and hand yourself in.
Well, the Carters are bound to go to the old bill now, ain't they?
-What are you doing?
-Calling Ritchie, that's what I'm doing. Calling Ritchie.
Calling her about what?
I'm a bit surprised to see you back here...
after what you might've heard in the cafe.
Who am I to judge?
I, erm, I don't want to come between you and your family, though.
Course you won't.
I've just got to see who it is.
I've just got to see who it is. Just hold on.
What, is it work?
-You ever feel like life's just passing you by?
-All right, grandad!
Just I had plans. Inca trail. Great Barrier reef. Not...
shacked up in some dingy flat up to my eyes in nappies.
Well, at least you don't live with your nan.
-What is up?
-Nothing. I just thought I'd have more to look forward to.
That's more like it.
-I'd better go.
I can't let this one go.
It's a bit late in the day, though, now, eh? Go tomorrow instead.
Why, so you can talk him out of it?
Tosh. I'll go to the police first thing in the morning. I promise.
He'll be OK.
I was struggling.
Having an extra mouth to feed.
No, I believe you, Pops. It'll be all right anyway, won't it, Phil?
The police will see that he didn't kill her, right?
KNOCK AT DOOR
I'm sorry, Lo.
I've let you down.
You, Janet, Lexi.
No, you wouldn't have got yourself into this mess if...
if I'd have been bringing money in.
Hey, no, no, no. Don't be silly.
All right? Don't you ever think like that.
Jay, go stick the telly on. Lola, go with him.
Go on. It's all right.
This is bread and butter stuff for Ritchie.
I haven't a clue.
She asked me to mind the girls and off she went.
He's not here either!
Oh, Janet's been as good as gold.
Well, she's fast asleep now.
No, I'm fine. I just broke a cup.
I'll call you back, Les.
Cards on the table, it doesn't look good.
OK, so I was in the flat, right.
There's no denying that. But why would they think I'd be in there with Lucy? I mean, it don't make sense.
What if she was never in the flat?
But they found her blood and her earring.
You had a key. They could accuse you of putting them there to frame Jake.
HE SCOFFS That's ridiculous!
What, you don't think they'd stitch you up?
-Jake was so off his head the night Lucy died
he could hardly stand up. They stitched him up.
You don't think they'd do it to you?
They can't pin this one on me.
For once in my life I got too much to lose.
I've got a family to look after.
And what about Janet, eh?
I've only just got her back. What happens to her if I go down?
-What about the key? Could anyone else have got hold of it?
No-one else knew about it. Was only me.
You're not the only one who lives in the flat, though, are you?
I think I'll leave you just for a minute.
I don't get it.
What about Peter?
You could say...
that he knew about the key.
I mean, he could've got his hands on it the night that...
that Lucy was killed. Couldn't he?
Don't you think that poor kid's been through enough already?
Well, the way I see it is that Peter...
he's your only way out.
It's either him...or you.
'Of course I'm listening to you, darling.
'I haven't missed a word that's come out that lovely
'little mouth of yours since 1992.'
-Are you nervous?
'Don't get trappy with me. Mick Carter, and don't walk away when I'm talking to you!'
This is what living in a broken home feels like.
Any of you seen my car keys?
And you're 100% sure this won't make him a suspect?
Just go to your photo shoot, get your hair done,
have a giggle with the girls...
-I'm going to do that while our son's being questioned(!)
-Dad, shall we just go?
Yeah, please Lee. Please.
We ain't decided yet!
Mum, I'm going, all right? Everything'll be OK.
All right! All right, all right!
You'll have the glass in!
Has he done it yet?
If this don't come from Billy, it ain't going to look good, is it?
Should have owned up himself, then, shouldn't he?
-Hear him out.
-He'll do it now.
All right? I'll go round there and we'll call 'em.
Is this cos Billy got caught in the flat? Cos that don't look good, does it?
No, it don't look good. And he's an idiot. But he's innocent.
I'm trying to find a way that works for everyone.
And how does this work for us?
Well, we'll keep Lee's name out of it.
I mean, changing a statement - that don't look good, either, does it?
If it means you don't have to go in...
This is on you, son.
An hour. This has got to come from Billy.
I should not have stayed the night.
That's all right - Abi ain't back till later.
-It's the people out there I'm worried about.
-It's all right.
We'll just put a jacket over your head, you know, people leaving court, they have a...
Have your breakfast, at least.
I don't have time... Oh.
Bill, I've had a word with the Carters...
All right, Phil!
Who else would have a knock like that, eh?
Cuppa tea, Phil?
Shouldn't you be on the stall?
Did Dad send you?
Erm, Bill, can you tell Lo I've gone to work?
I'm sure she'd prefer it if you told her your...
The Carters have agreed to letting us make the call.
I'm not sure about this, Phil.
So what do you want to do - wait here, wait for the old bill to come and nick you?
-Sirens blazing an' all that?
You want Janet to see that, do you?
No... Ritchie will protect me, right?
As long as you say what needs to be said.
Yeah, hello. Yeah, my name's Billy Mitchell.
I think I might have some information
about the murder of Lucy Beale.
It's been an hour.
As if he was going to go through with it anyway!
Well, he seemed confident, so...
I can't see Billy Mitchell standing up to him, somehow.
I don't see why it matters either way.
-I thought you was going to do the right thing?
Text from Phil.
It's done! The police are coming over later to interview him.
I don't have to go through with it?
Don't just walk off.
How do you know Billy's going to tell the truth? He's probably just going to lie again.
Well, I for one am going to keep the faith!
So, L - go and be a super model.
Nance - go and whack on a pair of manky shorts.
Lee - you're with me, bar duty. Come on!
He better not give us any weird hairdos.
I don't want any rank photos of us hanging round Walford.
Can you imagine?
Lauren? Back in the room?
Sorry. It's just, the car lot's still not open.
He's probably got someone round there, knowing him.
Oi! It's not even like that.
He was actually saying yesterday that he missed me.
You just want to forgive and forget
so that you don't have to spend another night with Cora snoring.
No. No, I don't forgive him! Not at all.
I dunno, he just seemed... he just seemed lonely.
There it is, look. Parsley.
You're right. It is a bit soon.
Yeah. Bit embarrassing, really.
You know you like someone when you start using garnish.
You, um, you said Abi's back later.
She'll probably come in, dump her bag, then go straight to Jay's.
I'll be lucky if I get a peck on the cheek, to be honest.
Lauren'll come back too, you know?
I was just like that at her age.
Once she's made her point...
No, no, I was just...
No. No, I don't have a problem, I just...
Irving's been replaced, and, er...
My God, my new guvnor has hated me since we got our shoulder numbers.
Why have they got rid of him?
I can't say...but, um...
I've got to go.
All right. See you later.
41 minutes late on his first day.
And it's only three from his flat to our door, Birdie.
I'm sure there's an explanation, Les.
I want to hear it. You heard Ritchie, you've got no choice.
-If you can't convince me, you've got no chance of convincing the old bill, have you?
-Phil, I know what I've got to say, all right?
-Well, then say it!
Lola is in the bedroom, all right!
-Well, then, maybe Lola ought to hear it.
-Lola! Get out here!
-What you doing!?
If the old bill are going to question her, she needs to know what to tell 'em, don't she?
-All right! What's all the shouting about!?
I'm trying to get Lexi to sleep in here, you know.
Billy's got something to tell you.
-Is it about yesterday?
The old bill are going to come and interview me about Lucy.
But they know it was just a row, right?
Yeah. But I've got to tell 'em about the key.
It seems only fair to point out that...
Peter had access to the flat as well.
You want to...you want to drag Peter into this?
Only to muddy the water.
Yeah, but I don't get it. What's it got to do with him?
The key was in this flat. I mean, he does live here.
Yeah, I know that, but he's never been up...
-Are you setting him up?!
-No! No, we're not, Lo.
You said it would be fine, you said everything would be fine!
He's been in there, broken! You know that!
You've got to back Billy up on this.
He lies in there crying, night after night, and you want to go and make it ten times worse?
No-one wants this, Lo. He's a good kid!
But you're innocent, so why do you need to lie for?!
There's being innocent, and there's looking innocent, ain't there?
I don't know why I'm listening to this! We're supposed to be a family.
She'll come round.
I'm going to be late for work.
Make sure you're round mine by one o'clock, yeah?
-What's the problem?
-It's just been a tough morning.
Listen. She ain't going to do it.
Can't you just find someone else?
Yeah. I'll have to... I'll have to make it work.
You're really tugging on my heart strings here.
It can't be that bad?
Well, you know, I've gone to town on this - photographer, stylist. I'm in for about two grand, Mick.
All right, all right. I'll have one more go, all right?
I've said, conversation over.
Look, listen, baby...
It's just, the kid, he's got a lot riding on this.
Money, hopes and dreams, and you know...
-You remember them, don't you?
-That's emotional blackmail.
-Is it working?
I know who goes in that salon and it ain't mothers with three kids.
It's trendies with tattoos everywhere
-and their whole lives ahead of them. I'll look stupid!
-Get in there, please!
Dean ain't going to let that happen. He's going to make you look beautiful.
Yeah, Mum. He's going to turn you into a proper hipster!
He'll get you a big pair of clompy shoes and a fixed gear bike.
You can shut your mouth an' all. You're going, for moral support.
Well, that's emotional blackmail again, isn't it?
He's a good kid. And he just wants his Auntie Linda's help.
-Yeah, she's going to do it. She's going do it.
Thank you. And thank you. I promise...
-it'll be a day you remember.
-It better be.
All right. Just go and enjoy yourself. Go on.
I must be mad.
You heard of knocking?
Been stood in your kitchen ages.
Yeah, well, I stayed in here for a reason.
How can you stitch Peter up, Phil,
when he took Lexi in as if she was his own?
When the old bill find out Billy had an argument with Lucy...
He was scared, weren't he?
..had access to her flat and still didn't say anything...
Yeah, well, we all had access! Are they going to start pointing the finger at me an' all?
..and with his criminal record, they'll take him to the cleaners.
On top of that, you know what people are like round here.
I don't care. Let 'em talk.
What, you think he'll still have a job with Ian Beale?
Eh? Or even at the undertakers, come to that?
No-one's going to want their Auntie Doris buried by
some suspected murderer, are they?
Peter's my boyfriend, Phil.
Well, you'd better work out what the most important thing is.
Your latest fella, or the man who took you in...
..like you was his own.
Hiya! You made it out, then.
You two look nice.
Yeah. Oh, he's a genius! Wait till he does you.
(Don't worry, they're going to look proper butters next to you.)
We're never going to get it looking this good at home, are we?
No, he's going to have to come round mine every morning.
No point in that, he might as well just stay round every night.
Can't believe a woman edits this! That's like gender cannibalism.
One day I'll get you in a lovely A-line dress.
Nah, you're all right.
Oi, Mum, if you're really not feeling this,
shall we go for a pint instead?
You just dragged me here, told me it would cheer me up!
No, you're right. Sorry, sorry.
You reckon this is going to be proper, then, or just Fats with a disposable?
They're here! Ladies, this is Ali, make-up,
her assistant, Gerard, and our wonderful photographer, Philip.
Let's have a look at you.
Oh! Very nice. Let's tuck it in at the sides a bit more, yeah?
Will someone get these girls a drink?
This is supposed to be a party!
Right, now, I want you to take your lead off Linda.
She used to be a professional model,
and I'm sure there's a lot you can learn off her.
Right, trouble, let's get you styled.
Thought it was your first day?
Oh, I weren't in the mood.
That's normal. It's work, isn't it?
That's why they have to pay you to do it.
Nothing. Listen, I'm...
No, no. Tell me.
How comes I don't see you talking to Lola any more?
I mean, you don't even say goodbye in the mornings.
She walks past the stall like six times a day.
Yeah, but you used to give her a little kiss, didn't you?
Make a point of it.
What, and this is why you're sat up in here?
Well, it just seems like you don't want to be around any more.
Yeah, well, I can move out if you like,
if I'm bringing you down.
Don't be stupid. You know that would break Lola's heart.
Look, I help out round the flat.
I've been hassling Dean, trying to get her a job.
I'm always helping out with Lexi.
I'm sorry I don't always do it with a smile on my face,
but at least I'm there.
Yeah, you are. Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I came over.
You know that Jake's trial's just around the corner?
Ever since you've come back, you've had something on your nut.
You've had the Army thing, you've had the Lucy thing.
All right? It's over now.
It don't feel like it.
Listen, you're a free man now, OK?
You've got your plumbing course coming up.
Excuse me while I wet myself in excitement.
Hold up. I thought you wanted to do the plumbing thing?
You don't want to stay on here.
Well, you've got Nancy to do that, haven't you?
Johnny's going to become Rumpole,
I'm going to sit there cultivating a massive Derby.
All right? I thought I know where we was all going.
You know? I thought I knew where you were going.
I don't know, I never have.
That's why I joined the Army - something to do.
All right, so plumbing's just something to do.
What you need is some fun.
Yes, yes! So why don't we go to the salon?
We'll go and see your mother and Whitney.
No, no, no, no. She hates me.
She's got the hump. I don't blame her.
You chose her pal over her.
Treacles don't take too fondly to that.
I'm not going to push it, I'm just going to say to you now,
sometimes you've got to pick something and stick to it.
OK? Whether or not it's the right thing or not. Stop drifting.
It's a form of habit.
Now get that down you, liver.
It is such a shame to sit inside with Carol all night
-when your hair's done like this.
-Yeah, I know.
We should at least go to the Vic.
Well, you'd better prepare to get monstrously chirpsed by my brother.
Yeah, he can try.
Oh, shut up, don't act like you don't fall for the chat!
You can talk! Your dad says, "Oh, I'm really lonely," and you go,
-"That's all right, I forgive you."
-Oi! No. I said I ain't forgiven him yet.
You get this close to the girls?
Yeah, course. It's my job.
Amazed you didn't get set upon.
Think they've got a bit of a crush.
Are you seeing anyone at the minute?
-I'll let 'em know.
-You'll do no such thing.
You look beautiful, Linda.
Oh, come on, you're a lot worse than me.
You wait. She's going to be all over your brother like a rash.
No! He's not interested in me. He was interested in Lucy.
I know it sounds harsh, but he'd have got bored of her weeks ago.
And, I'm sorry, but he'll get bored of you an' all.
Just be warned.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you... Linda C.
There's our man.
And that's his granddaughter, Lola.
-Look, I know what you're going to say.
-I think you should do it.
It's like Phil said,
you're just giving them more to think about, right?
It don't mean Peter's guilty any more than it means you are.
But he's your boyfriend, Lo.
Boyfriend? Pops, he hasn't spoken to me properly in ages.
He could just get up and leave me for all I know.
I can't lose you, Pops. I can't.
Oi, you ain't going to lose me.
-I'm scared they're going to take you away.
-They won't. All right?
Promise. then? Promise me you'll do it, please?
Guess we should go in.
Give him a chance to take his jacket off...get nervous.
I've met him a few times. He's well-known within the community.
He's liked as far as I can tell.
I don't want anything from the old investigation to cloud my thinking,
including any opinions you might have.
Billy. How you doing?
You clear on what to say?
Yeah. Peter had access. I saw him with the keys.
And I saw him leaving the flat a couple of times.
Try and look relaxed, will you?
Don't offer up unnecessary detail. Keep it simple, you'll be fine.
He's through there.
We were expecting DS Bryant.
What a nice surprise, then.
OK, well...DI Keeble,
this is my client, Billy Mitchell.
You've met DC Summerhayes.
Thank you for seeing us away from the station.
We hear you might have something to tell us about Lucy Beale?
Yeah, um... See, I...
I might have...
..I did have an argument with her the night she died.
Why are they wearing all that make-up?
Hang on, Ugly Betty speaks. What's the matter, cuz?
Nah, I'm just saying that if what you're selling is haircuts,
well, I don't understand why they have to be covered in slap with all that skin on show.
What if I got involved as well, huh? Make you feel better?
Here, budge over!
Honestly, Nance, you've got to lose the chip.
It's just good, clean family fun.
Lucy said that she was going tell her dad about me taking the fish
and that I'd get the sack probably.
Then she left and...
and I never saw her again.
Why didn't you tell us sooner?
That's not all.
I, er... I also had a spare key to the flat upstairs.
Had a spare key?
When I realised I was going to be talking to you, I thought,
what with the argument over the fish and the spare key,
that you might stitch me up.
We're not in the business of stitching people up.
Yeah, but you don't think like that, do you? I panicked.
I put it back in the flat.
Did anyone else have access to this key? Your family, maybe?
No, I, erm, I kept it on my key ring.
Nobody else knew about it.
-These are amazing.
-Yeah, I know. Profile pictures, all of them.
-Come and have a look, Lind!
-Might wait for the prints.
Fair enough. Right, what we having, girls? My treat.
-No! This one's on us, innit?
To say thanks. It's been such a nice day!
Besides, I think the landlady can throw in a free bottle for his troubles.
And that, Lee, is how you get the keg in the cellar, you know what I mean?
Shut up! We've not even had a delivery!
-Er, excuse me! Have you not noticed something different?
Oh, the hair! Look at it!
Oi, Maestro, that is the business!
No. I've got to give it to you, cuz. She does look amazing.
The rubber stamp from Germaine Greer! I can die a happy man.
You look gorgeous!
No time like the present, son. What's the matter with you? Get involved.
You look bang tidy today.
I always look bang tidy. Don't I?
Today. Every day, the next day.
Easy, easy - this is turning into a relationship!
Oh, Lee, do you know what - you'd be so lucky.
Grab a glass, everyone!
To the best hairdresser in the world!
Yeah, to the strongest canister on the Square!
Well, thank you, Mr Mitchell. You've been helpful.
We'll have to call you in to make a formal statement,
so don't go running off.
Well, I think it's safe to say you've put yourself front
and centre of their enquiry.
Do you, er...do you want to tell me what happened there?
I couldn't drop him in it, Phil. Not to save myself.
I ain't like you.
If I'd said his name...him and Lola, they've already got problems.
That might not mean that much to you, but that's my family in that flat.
While Peter's living there, well, he's as good as mine.
And it should be the same to you.
Got one thing to say to you, Billy - you're a total mug.
No, I ain't. Cos I just done the right thing.
And you know what, I can walk out of here with my head held high.
And that's exactly what I'm going to do.
Yes, the key's back in the flat, according to Mr Mitchell.
OK. Meet me there in ten.
Albert Square doesn't change. It's still full of liars.
What do you mean?
You didn't get an inkling one of Mr Beale's own employees
was holding all that back?
-Well, he didn't do anything to...
-Oh, come on, Emma! You're supposed to be our eyes here.
You give this lot a chance, they'll run rings around you.
Peter. How you doing?
You going to pay for that?
I spoke to Lola, and I'm going to cook dinner tonight.
Great. Yeah. I appreciate that. Sure she will an' all.
I'm so sorry about today. Is Mr Coker mad at me?
-He was ever so upset with you, Billy.
So am I. I found this in your kitchen.
I was going to show it to Les, but maybe you've got an explanation?
-Yeah, yeah, of course I have. Do you fancy having a cup of tea?
Two teas, please, Marie. Here you are, look.
I've dressed more than I can count, Billy. Most you forget.
Faces in a crowd. But the ones that go before their time...
I shall never forget Lucy.
Such a pretty girl.
Have you shown these to anyone?
Cos the thing is...
I hid them cos all he does is look at them, Pam.
We'll be watching telly and he'll be flicking through...
Of course they're Peter's. What was I thinking?
I could see what it was doing to Lola, so I hid 'em.
Anyway, Peter went mental. Tore the flat apart.
Did more harm than good.
Give them back to him, Billy. Let him grieve, however he needs to.
Yeah, yeah, I will.
And listen, tell Les I'll be in as soon as I've sorted all this out.
And Pat...I won't tell Peter that you took them.
Keep it our secret.
I'll have to get you your own drawer at this rate.
I'm not staying.
It's all right. Abi ain't back for another couple of hours.
-I'm not worried about Abi.
-Well, Lauren's hardly going to show, is she?
I don't want to meet your kids, Max!
My new boss has just laid into me. She reckons I've been negligent.
All right. Well, you'll win her round.
Yeah, but she's right, though, isn't she?! All this sneaking around!
You can see Ian Beale's house from your front door!
-You're just getting worked up.
-Yeah, with good reason!
Look, I'm sorry, Max,
but I've come to tell you that I can't see you any more.
I still think it's a shame.
That new style - I thought it was a strong look.
Yeah, well, I ain't betraying Mario. He's been doing my hair for years.
Yeah, all right, all right. Calm down.
I knew yesterday would make me feel old. Should never have let you talk me into doing it.
You know, my favourite part of the day is waking up,
and looking at you...
with no foundation, no lippy...
Just you. The bit no-one else gets to see.
Thanks for breakfast, Phil.
What, you waiting for the knock?
Yeah, well, he did the decent thing.
-Right, should we get out of here, then?
-Yeah. See ya later.
Egg and cress.
That's 20 quid.
How did it go with the police?
Bin men should have come by now, shouldn't they?
Come on, watch your step. Down we go.
There we go.
Can we go to the clothes shop?
Pops. That's that copper, ain't it?
Could you watch the stall?
Are you here to see my dad?
-And you are?
Sorry for your loss. Can we go in?
They're going to tell them about me and Lucy, ain't they?
You don't know that.
Come on, you must have a favourite.
Yeah, but there's just, you know, so many to choose from.
Check out the one with the dog-eared page.
He can't be serious.
It's the police.
You always just say "fine"!
That's because it is! Now come on, we're going to be late.
-Right, Dad. What do you think? How do I look?
-Er, yeah, fine.
Accept it! You look fine! East London University ain't going to know what's hit it.
Now come on, Abs, please.
-All right, Dad, I'll see you later.
-All right, see you later.
Hold up. You two need a lift anywhere or anything?
Probably be easier to get a train, won't it?
Jay, would you calm down, all right?
You could make it less obvious what uni you want me to go to.
I'm impartial, all right? It's completely up to you.
You can go to a university in London that's got 16.8 million people living in it alone,
or you can go to Liverpool.
The choice is completely yours.
What's all this?
Er, me moving back home?
Here you go. Oh, you did say two sugars, didn't you?
Yeah. Perfect. Thanks.
So there's a bit to update you on. Some of it promising...
I don't want to seem rude or anything, but where's DCI Irving?
He's been assigned to another division.
We've got a new DCI and I've been drafted in as their man on the ground so in future...
Hey, hey... aren't you supposed to have continuity or something?
Well, it can be a good thing to change up an investigation.
-So who's been demoted? Him or you?
You, um... You said you'd got some updates for us.
Due to new witness statements,
it's looking like the CPS won't proceed with the prosecution
and the defence have applied for bail.
-I don't understand, sorry.
-You're letting Jake go?
If he gets bail, he could be out by the end of the week.
You're letting the man who killed my daughter go free?
No, we're not doing that. I don't think we've found them yet.
So what changed your mind?
So what are these new statements, then?
I can't go into that
but they have cast doubt on Mr Stone's involvement.
Why can't you go into it?
We are making progress, Mr Beale.
Hang on - you've had the wrong person locked up for weeks, right,
-and you call that progress?!
Well, at least it'll stop us wasting time pursuing the wrong suspect.
I knew he wasn't guilty! I've said it all along. Haven't I, Dad?
-How come I know more than you?
-We're never going to get them, are we?
-They're just going to be out there, laughing at us.
-Course they are.
I bet you don't even have a suspect, do you?
You haven't got a clue.
We understand that this is a very emotional time for all of you.
-Is this why Irving got taken off the case?
-It was decided that a fresh pair of eyes...
Oh, don't give them that training manual bull.
OK, the CPS aren't going to prosecute Mr Stone
and, yes, I appreciate that's painful.
But your daughter's killer isn't laughing.
They have been.
They've been sitting back, watching us go after Mr Stone. But now?
It's bad news for you.
But it's terrifying for them.
What's taking them so long?
Look, I know you didn't do anything wrong,
but you're stood here and you don't half look suspicious.
I'm a bloke, ain't I? I'm out with my family.
If they are telling them in there,
do you really want to be around to find out?
No. Well, how about you take Janet down your allotment
and I'll call you when they come out, all right?
And I was just laying there last night,
Nan snoring her head off. I was thinking of all the rules
that I'd have to lay down if I did come back here.
So, no secrets. No lies.
And then I thought, what is the point?
Why am I going to give you rules that you're just going to break?
You know, you're you. I'm me.
We've either got to get on with it or...
So what are you saying?
I'm saying that after my shift, I'd like to come back here.
You all right?
Hmm. Following me now, are you? You weirdo.
Oh, come on. Your place to here's 100 yards away.
Following someone 100 yards ain't weird. But if I followed you to work, however...
OK... Now, you see this thing you've got going on here, this chat.
Has it ever got results, or what?
All right, all right. Look, to tell you the truth, I wanted...
Look, I wanted to ask you out for a drink or something.
I think I made myself clear yesterday, Lee, OK?
I'm no-one's flavour of the week.
Oi! Know when you're beaten.
Investigations can hit walls. No new calls. No new leads.
We are nowhere near that. We have fresh lines of inquiry.
We're still out there looking for Lucy's phone and her purse.
-We will find the person who did this.
-If they haven't left the country.
-KNOCK ON DOOR
These new witnesses. Do we know them?
I would ask you to let us do our job.
We will inform you as soon as there's something you should hear.
Sorry I'm late.
We'll let ourselves out.
Have they, um... Have they explained everything?
Yeah... Um, look, do you know who these new witnesses are?
I thought I saw you here yesterday!
You do know, don't you?!
Janet, what the hell are you playing at?!
-It's all right, Billy, it's OK...
-No, no, you weren't brought up like that.
-You was brought up to respect for people.
-Billy, she's just playing.
We're going home now. No carnations, no geraniums. Nothing!
Hey, Billy, Billy, Billy. She's just being a kid. OK?
Sorry, mate, tough times, you know.
I bet. How is Peter?
Oh, come on, Billy, make yourself comfortable in the deck chair,
and I'll take Janet over to have a look at the geraniums!
# One geranium, two geranium three geranium, four
# Five geranium, six geranium seven geranium, more. #
I was... I was just... tying up some loose ends.
-Give her some space.
Yeah, if you weren't here to see us, who did you see?
I saw you walking down Bridge Street away from the square.
-So does that mean it's someone on the square?
-Peter, calm down.
-I can't tell you...
You're our liaison officer. You're here to help us.
I don't have the authority!
Look, if I tell you, I will lose my job.
Emma, please, just give us something. What about the earring?
What about the blood? I mean, just because there's new witness statements
doesn't take away the fact they were found in his flat.
But it might change how they got there.
Look, at least they're being honest with us now.
No, I reckon they've got more than a witness.
I just saw the way Bryant and Keeble looked. They've got a suspect.
I can tell you that that's not true.
So what am I supposed to do? Just forgive Jake?
You told me he was guilty.
I was wrong.
If he's innocent, darling, there's nothing to forgive him for.
Come on, I didn't mean it to sound like that...
but it's true, ain't it?
You don't want them to put the wrong person inside. That ain't justice.
I get up in the morning, I see his face.
I go to bed at night, I see his face.
Where you going?
Anywhere there's no coppers.
Ian wants to go for a swim.
You think he found out about Billy?
Well, there's only one way to find out, ain't there?
-You all right to manage?
Give us a kiss.
Thought I showed you how to style it yourself?
Didn't fancy it.
You might change your mind when you see this.
I personally think he's really got a hold of you there.
Take it. Put it up.
Don't touch me again. It ain't welcome.
And it weren't invited.
Right, what's your poison today, Al? You back on the rum?
-How are ya?
-Yeah, I'm good. You all right?
So that's two bacon and egg butties with tea...
and one full English without, yeah?
-Yeah, hang on a minute, love.
-Unless you want your sausages raw.
You must have come across your fair share of difficult women.
Are we talking about the cafe, or my sexual preference?
Cos right now either would be true.
No, no, romantically and that. It's just Whitney, she just won't...
What, respond to your charms?
-Ah, Lee. You're so incompetent yet so well trained.
I'll tell you what.
I will share the secret to winning a difficult girl's heart...
If you help me for the rest of the shift.
Where've you been? The police went past ages ago.
Is everything all right?
Thanks for watching the stall.
Well, what did the police say?
-Sorry, it's none of my business.
-They're granting Jake bail.
-Well, they don't think he did it any more.
New witnesses have come forward.
Oh, did they say who?
Apparently being Lucy's twin doesn't give me a right to know.
I just want to be on my own, all right?
There we go...
Oh, it's nearly finished.
OK, come on, let's go and get some more water.
Come on, we go over here...
Lo... What happened?
They didn't tell him?
Oh, thank God for that.
Yeah... Me too.
No. We'll be back in a little bit.
All right, love ya.
Right, you two! We are going to go to the boozer.
Because I deserve a beer!
Wow, OK, I'll put that there. Let's go with Billy.
Come on, good girl, ain't ya?
-Yeah, in here.
Cheers for this, Mick... I just...I just needed to get out.
-Swim's as good an excuse as any.
-Don't worry about it.
After last time's fiasco, I think I need to up my training.
-You don't fancy driving, do you?
-Well, you normally drive.
I usually stare out the window, on the verge of wetting myself.
The, er...police have dropped the charges against Jake.
New evidence. New witness statement, I dunno.
They tell you who?
Listen, I was thinking about you and Linda.
How do you cope with Lee being away?
I mean, not knowing how your child is.
I mean, where they are. How they are. If they're hurt.
Who hurt him.
It's just the worst thing...
Ian. Sit down, please.
I'll have a big glass of lemonade and a big plate of chips, please.
And the same for me too.
-Patrick, listen, mate, I'm a bit skint. I can't sub you.
-No, no, it's all right, it's on me.
I'd still be sitting in my deck chair if it wasn't for you. What are you having?
I'll have a bottle of beer, please, and I'll get this little one sat down.
He actually followed you to work?
Oh, yeah. He was hiding behind the stalls and everything.
-It was so funny.
-That is, like, full-on stalker.
Yeah, I know! I can't believe I've got a stalker - it's great!
I don't think you're meant to look so happy about it.
It's all right if I join you, ain't it?
I frog-marched her down there,
and then I'm not allowed an opinion cos I'm biased.
Just ended up rowing all day. She's going to go to Liverpool, I'm telling you...
Just buy her some chocolates.
It's uni, Phil. It's a bit more than a few sweets.
You... You had any calls?
Just heard from Lola. The police haven't told Ian.
So looks like I ain't a suspect, doesn't it?
-There he is! What are you hiding?!
Don't come the innocent with me! What are you hiding?
Billy, you do not keep quiet about something like this -
-why were you fighting with my little girl?
-Let's take this somewhere else.
No! He's had plenty of time to get his story straight. Now why were you fighting with her?
-I didn't hide anything, I swear!
-I bet you've got her purse and her phone, haven't you?
-Now come on, turn out your pockets!
-This ain't the place, Ian!
-Turn out your pockets!
-Any mustard, please?
-Yep, yep, two secs mate, two secs.
Here you go, fellas.
That's the right order, yeah?
Here you go, ladies, here you go.
You asked me to help you earlier. Not run the place on my own.
Yeah, give me a sec.
Was that mustard, mate, yeah? Mustard?
Clean out of mustard, I'm afraid, mate.
Plenty of herbs, though.
See, me and that man. We was just messing about. Being silly.
We'll be laughing about it tomorrow, best mates again.
Yeah? And don't think I've forgotten about your chips.
As soon as I've sorted this all out, we're straight round McKlunkys, OK?
All right, I'll see you in a bit.
-I'll be back for her in a bit.
Just need to find Peter.
Whit, you know that I would never...
Just get it sorted, Billy, yeah?
Right, I think I've got some oven chips in the freezer... Yeah?
Come on, then...quick!
Come on, then, you go with Whitney. See you in a bit.
-Right, I'm off.
-Don't you want to know the secret to winning over Whitney?
I'm more worried about all the green you got stuffed behind the microwave.
Please don't tell no-one. Tosh don't even know.
-Without it we can't have a baby, right, so...
-What, the baby that skunk built?
It ain't skunk. It's just normals. Lee, please.
Tosh is desperate for a baby.
Either way, you could still do a bird for it, Teen.
Not much use to the kid in there, are ya?
It's temporary, all right. Just to raise the money. Please don't tell no-one.
Of course not, you nutter.
But just doing it here - what if a punter grasses you up?
You're taking a massive risk.
I'm being careful, all right. Just a few more weeks, and then I'm done.
All right, it's your life.
Do you know what? I've grafted for it - I might as well find out.
What's this big secret?
-Oh, er, no, you won't want to know.
-No, go on, try me.
Well, usually I just get my boobs out.
They're pretty banging so it normally does the trick.
It's going to get you, it's going to get you.
You all right, babe?
All right, just been walking round.
I knew that Jake wasn't guilty.
I'm sorry I've been so horrible lately. It's just...
it's just the stress of it, you know?
-It's just been so much...
-Come here. It's all right... It's OK...
Peter, mate, I wanted to tell you myself...
-Whatever they've said, it wasn't like that, OK...
Whatever who said?
-Aren't these the cheapest box?
They're the second cheapest.
Oh, Ian's not answering.
Well, go find him. I can manage here.
Denise? I've just seen Ian heading down towards Billy's. He ain't happy.
Ah, thank you.
-Peter, try to calm down.
-Why should I calm down?
-It's Peter, he's going to kill him! I need your help!
-Peter! Leave it!
Every day! Every breakfast. Every dinner. You said nothing!
Leave it! Leave it! Now we will deal with this.
But we will not deal with it like this, OK? Do you understand me?
I shouldn't have done what I did in the Vic, all right?
That's not the way to get the truth out of someone.
Now that we are calm, and rational...
..you're going to sit down and explain yourself to me. OK.
What kind of surprise?
A proper one.
Now, I don't know why you binned it.
As soon as I saw it, I thought, "I've got to put that up."
Pride of place in my kitchen so that every morning I can see
my beautiful wife smiling down at me while I finish off my fried slice.
-You sure about this?
-I just want to forget about today.
Look, I, um...
I know it doesn't make it right, but...
..things have been really tough lately.
And a couple of bits of fish every week...
Well, it didn't exactly make us flush, but it didn't half help.
Anyway, I tried to explain this to Lucy but...
..she was disgusted with me.
Called me a thief.
She said you only gave me that job out of pity...
Look, I know I should have told the police...
..but I was ashamed.
I was ashamed that her last hours were spent shouting at me.
Maybe if she hadn't had been so angry...
I was scared, Ian.
It looks bad, don't it?
But you've got to believe me, Ian.
As a dad, I couldn't do that.
Not for a couple of bits of fish, Ian.
Not for a part-time job.
Did you know?
Please, Ian. You've got to believe me.
You won't ever rob from me again?
No. No, never.
Then I'll expect to see you at work tomorrow.
What about the other thing?
I made a decision about Jake and I was wrong.
Now I can't say whether I believe you or not.
I can't make decisions any more.
So that's for the police.
It's all starting again, isn't it?
Come on, darling.
It'll be all right, I mean, Abi ain't back for another hour.
Yeah, but there's no need to take risks, is there?
-Can I get a glass of water?
-Ah, yeah, of course.
Right. Bye. I'll see you later.
-I'll call you.
-See you later.
SPADE HITS EARTH
-Do you want me to answer it?
-Erm, no, no. It's all right.
-Who is it?
-Oh, only it's the second time they've rung,
-and I thought, you know, might be important.
-Well, it's not.
OK. All right, well, come on, this is ready now.
I'm sorry, OK? I didn't get much sleep.
It was easier when we thought it was Jake.
-I mean, at least that way I had someone to hate. Now...
OK, Ian, you just breathe, yeah?
Try and take it easy on yourself.
Some things, you know, are just out of your control.
Who's this now?
-Just leave it.
-No, I can't.
Emma. No, no, it's fine.
You do not call me. Do you understand?
I call you.
Says he still feels sick.
I think he's just trying it on.
Well, he can stay with me, eh? Keep me company.
-Listen, I'll stay if you want.
-No, you've missed a lot, looking out for me.
-I've only got a few things to sort.
-A day off school won't do any harm.
-It wouldn't be the end of the world if I didn't do them.
-Look, go. Really, I'll be fine.
-OK. See ya.
-Lola thought Peter was going to rip Billy's head off!
-But he didn't.
Yeah, but obviously then they believe he didn't do it.
-Abs, just don't get involved.
-Yeah, but where does that leave Jake?
-There's no hot water.
-Yeah, I had to wash my hair.
You shouldn't leave it running, cos everyone else just gets cold water.
-KNOCKING ON DOOR
-Please be Jay.
What do you want to do for tea, then?
It's all right, I'll sort something out.
It's good to have you back, Lauren.
Sorry I had the hump yesterday.
Oh, it doesn't matter.
Oh, thank you. I'll just go get my bag.
Yeah, I'm going to go as well, actually.
I'll have that. See you later, Jay.
See you later.
-You all right?
-I saw you.
-I came in here last night.
She's a copper, Max!
You're in your house snogging a copper?
Sorry, forgot my phone. See you later.
See you later.
-The copper investigating Lucy's murder! That don't seem a bit weird?
-No, not really.
Are you serious? In the middle of the investigation?
-Well, you said anything to Abi?
Well, don't, cos I've only just got my girls home.
So the last thing I need is you sticking a spanner in the works.
HE HUMS TO HIMSELF
-You all right?
-Where you going?
-Got to go make a formal statement, ain't I?
Babe, do you want any breakfast or anything?
-You busy today?
Only Sharon's stuck at home with Dennis,
could do with a bit of company and...
Well, give her a manicure, pedicure, whatever she wants. Just cheer her up, yeah?
Yeah, no worries. How is she, though? Is she getting better?
-Yeah. Yeah, she's getting there.
DOOR BANGS OPEN
Sorry! Practising headers.
Get dressed and downstairs now!
-Can I get a tea?
-Yeah. Erm, sorry I lost it last night.
-Everything all right with Lola?
-Yeah, fine. You?
Well, I couldn't sleep,
so I sat up all night reading a wedding magazine.
-That's a weird one.
-Yeah, I know.
Just ask me anything you want to know about beach weddings, I'm your man.
It's good, you know, you and Denise getting married. Something to look forward to...at last.
Was that who I think it is?
It's Jake, he's out. He's coming to the flat later.
So, you lied?
I didn't feel very well.
-But not sick?
-A bit sick.
-It was a test!
OK. Well, let's just spend a quiet day together, eh?
You and me.
Why don't you play your game for an hour and then later on...
Hey. Sorry, I should have called.
Phil asked me to pop round.
-New set of bridal mags are in.
Ooh, can I have one(?)
Two packets of my usual and a disposable, please.
Ian asked me to order these.
-There you go, thank you.
So he's still planning it, then, even with all this going on?
Yeah, I don't know,
-maybe it's his way of trying to escape it all, you know?
A little while ago you were going to leave him. And now?
-You cannot marry him out of pity, Denise.
-No, pitying him. He's a good man.
He's in a bad way, just...
Hiya. I've just been to check up on Peter, see how he's bearing up.
But, listen, I've had an idea about the wedding, OK?
It's this thing that I've seen, it's called Trash The Dress.
Listen, love. They do it at all these beach weddings.
It's like a crazy celebration,
-I saw it in the mag, where you trash the dress...
-OK, OK, Ian...
Look, love, I don't think that...
this...with the investigation starting again...
-..is the right time for us to be thinking about a wedding.
Yeah, but it gives us something to look forward to.
Yeah, but, you know? Let's just...
We'll just press pause, you know?
Just until things go back to normal.
There you go, sweetheart, OK?
Yeah, no, Phil just reckoned you could do with a bit of a pamper,
being stuck in with Denny ill and that.
Well, he's not that ill.
He playing you up again?
You wait, Lexi'll be the same -
they test the boundaries.
Trust me, she already does.
So, how's Billy holding up?
Yeah, no, he's not that great.
And he only nicked some fish. But it doesn't stop him worrying about
what the police are going to do.
-Yeah, but he's innocent, Lola, so I'm sure...
-So was Jake.
They still banged him up, didn't they?
Anyway... Right, I've got some sparkly one,
or what about this? Korean hot candy pink?
Go on, then.
Oh, gosh, man. The sun's shining.
How often does this happen in England?
-We can go to the caff or to the Vic?
-No, no, it's not the same.
If you want lunch, we got pies and a bag of salad at home.
Bag of salad?! I got lettuce, radishes, the whole lot.
Yeah, man, we could sit down and hear the birds singing.
Feel the sun on your face.
Taste the fruit of my labour -
and time out from your troubles, too.
So, you really want to do this?
-Oh, Patrick, it's just... It's the middle of the day,
it's just when the shop gets busy.
I'll cover, it's no problem.
OK, so you don't want to spend quality time with an old man?
Oh, come on, that's not what I'm saying.
Sounds as though business before family.
You know what, Patrick? I would love to come.
He should be here by now.
Oh, I've missed you!
I've missed you guys.
Patrick, you're not overdoing it, are you? You know, digging and that?
Out here, on your own, at your age.
Don't worry, man, I find time to chill out, you know?
Have my drink, listen to cricket on the radio.
Yeah, well, you deserve that.
And what about you?
You don't have to put on this iron-lady act with me, you know?
You know what it's been like with the investigation.
There's Jake, Billy, Peter...
Ian's just...clinging on by his fingernails.
Well, there's a lot of other people's feelings that come before mine.
Not to me, there isn't.
Well...this is lovely.
Yeah, well, like you said, I ain't getting any younger.
Well, that's all the more reason to not be out here grafting.
Well, I'm not a young man any more.
Patrick, are you trying to tell me something?
I just wanted to see you settled, you know?
-Put my mind at rest.
You did have second thoughts about marrying Ian.
And...I mean... you're still together.
I'm not leaving him now.
Is it because you don't want to or is it because you can't?
-Does it matter?
-To me it does.
Hey! This is quiche.
Where did you get quiche?
-They're quite good.
Oh, good, well, I can do them again if you want?
Before you go back to work.
Well, I think I'll be back sooner than that.
Yeah, I wouldn't rush, though.
Roxy's doing a really good job at covering at The Albert.
Well, I wouldn't get too comfortable if I was her.
-Right, that'll be the jackets.
I put in an extra, if you want to stay?
-Yeah. Yeah, no, that'd be really nice.
I'll just get some coleslaw.
-No! Your nails, be careful!
-Yeah, sorry. I'll just get Denny.
-What're you doing?
Get away from there. Lunch is ready.
-I'm just looking.
-I said get away.
Phil's got some cool stuff.
I said no!
-Denny, I'm sorry!
-Ian asked you to talk to me?
-Only because he was worried...
-He couldn't do it himself?
-..you were getting cold feet.
Want to spend the rest of your life with someone, but you got to go behind their back?
-Like you said, he's in the middle of a nightmare.
How is he supposed to think straight with all of this hanging over him?
-Are your feet getting cold?
Babe, you know you can tell me.
-Oh, it's different this time.
Not because he asked me I'm going to do his bidding, you know.
Listen to me.
You don't have to marry him because he is in a state.
-I want to stay.
-Nobody's judging you, babe.
Thank you, Patrick.
All this talking...it helps.
He's a good man.
He might not be the King Of The Carnival!
Can you imagine?!
Ian in silver lame and all peacock feathers!
do you love him?
All I want to know, baby, is that...you're happy.
It's not fair. You're innocent.
This is your home.
I shouldn't even be here - conditions of my bail.
-You've got to stay.
-Yeah, come on, the case against you's been dropped, right?
I'm not totally out of the frame.
You wouldn't have been nicked in the first place, if it weren't for that Lauren.
My brief reckons it's just a formality
before they drop the charges, but...
We would've laid on, you know, proper drinks and all that, but...
-Yeah, you know, we thought it might not be...
-Clean and sober.
I swear to God. One day at a time, but I am not having another drink.
Good for you.
-I should go.
-No, no, stay for a bit more cake, come on!
That's, like, only the third cake I've ever bought in my entire life.
-You expecting anyone?
No. Just stay there.
-What do you want?
-I know he's here.
He doesn't want to see you.
Yeah, it's goat's cheese.
I've been baking. It makes me...feel better.
Oh, looks nice. Could serve it at the wedding, veggie option.
I'm not exactly sure there's going to be one.
What, a vegetarian option?
No, wedding. Denise wants to press the pause button again.
I'm sorry, but it's just a pause, yeah?
There you go. Table one, classic, well done.
What are you doing here?
Like I said, I want my money.
Just go away. I've already paid you.
I need more if you want me to keep my mouth shut.
You're not getting any more.
No? Then I'll tell the police where you were that night.
Do you know what? You're disgusting, do you know that?
Me? You're the one that goes kerb-crawling
after a row with your daughter!
Just go away, will you?
I mean it, I'm going to tell the police.
Oh, right, and what you going to tell them?
Do you really think they're going to believe a person like you?
You want to find out?
No, I'll tell you what I want, I want you to go away permanently.
So why don't you go and buy yourself a big rock of crack
and then go and find some gutter you can crawl away and die in?
-You OK, darling? You look stressed.
-No, I'm fine. I'm just...
a little bit jangled, you know? With the investigation, the wedding, not the wedding. It's...
Ian, look, I don't like seeing you this wound up. Come here.
Only if it's completely knackered. If it's just worn, leave it, yeah?
-Phil! Dennis has gone.
I don't know, he just ran out the front door.
-Sharon... Sharon was shaking him.
-She was what? Why?
I don't know.
What you did...was very sweet.
Naughty, but very sweet.
And you're right, you know? What Patrick thinks,
it does mean a lot to me.
Yeah, he's like a father.
His blessing... is very important to me.
But you know what?
it's not nearly as important as you.
-I'm not trashing any dress.
Does that mean...we're back on?
-No quiche. Outside catering.
And I get to choose the first dance.
So it that a yes, then?!
Yeah. We've got to have something to look forward to, haven't we?
Well, he can't have gone far, can he?
The market, the Square, the allotment and the park, yeah?
Now, we all split up, but we stay in touch, right?
You had us worried, you little monkey.
Have you told him what Sharon done?
Jay, can you leave us alone for a minute?
Is it true?
Lo, do us a favour and take Denny back to your gaff, yeah?
That's not the Sharon that I know.
Come on, we can watch a bit of telly at mine, yeah?
Least not before you started messing with her head.
-Shirley, leave it, all right?
-She's a bag of nerves.
I told you, leave it, all right? This is my business.
No, THIS is your fault.
That's the woman you're supposed to be in love with.
Is that what you call love?
You could've ruined his life.
It's your fault he's got to leave the Square.
It doesn't matter about all that now.
No, they're right. I'm sorry about the police.
I don't blame you.
-Yeah, but, if it wasn't for me...
I mean it.
I lost control.
All I could think about was booze and you.
If I'm honest, you did me a favour.
There's no way I could get Bella back in my life
if I was still drinking.
Where are you going to go?
-I don't know.
-Yeah, but you're coming back, though, aren't you?
-After all this has died down.
Yes, you are. When they find out who really done it.
You spoil him, Sharon. You know, that's what you do.
How many times have I told you that you spoil him?
That's the kind of mum you are, not... Not this.
You're not violent. That's not you.
But I'm not me, am I, Phil?
What those men did, it...
It's not just physical...
I just don't feel me.
I don't feel me.
I've... I called the doctor.
Denny's fine, I promise you.
Let's give you a bit of time.
Sneaking away, it's going to look like you're guilty.
I'm not sneaking.
Yeah, but that's what people are going to think.
Doesn't matter what anybody else thinks. Only Bella.
Well, at least... At least you can start again now.
Yeah. Yeah, I will. We will.
Just not around here.
I really hope everything works out for you.
You know, I made a mess of being a husband.
I'm not going to mess up being a dad.
I'll see ya.
KNOCKING ON DOOR
Hey, hey, hey!
You looking for Ian?
Wait, don't I know you?
-I'm looking for Denise.
Poor cow's still engaged to that pathetic piece of work, isn't she?
Mmm! What's going on here?
I thought we'd do a family movie night, you know? Get a pizza.
Just like the good old days.
-What was that for?
-We'll sort the pizzas, you sort the film, yeah?
-Yeah, all right.
You ain't choosing it.
So I've decided I'm not going to say anything...
to Abi, about Summerhayes.
She's much happier back here, so...
But...you and Lucy.
I mean, you were sleeping with her.
And now you're sleeping with the officer investigating her murder.
Well, I didn't plan it out like that, did I?
Want a beer?
I've been thinking.
You're right. You know, it's only an affair.
I'm going to bin it.
I only just got my girls back, you know?
It's not the right time to start anything, is it?
You go through.
Hey, you all right? It's only me.
Well, I was thinking about you.
Yeah, something like that.
Well, I would ask you what you're wearing,
but I'm scared it would involve handcuffs.
Listen, when can I see you?
Simplest way of looking at it is post-traumatic stress disorder -
the body and mind's reaction to shock.
You know, I just feel jumpy, like...
like my heart's thumping all the time.
A severe shock, the attack at your bar,
knocks the whole system out of sync.
I can give you something to counteract the anxiety.
Well, I'm not sure.
For the anxiety. They'll mellow your mood.
What do you think?
What I'd suggest is a prescription for a few weeks.
Just to get over this hump.
I think, given your levels of anxiety, there's a strong argument.
Thanks. Thanks very much. You all right to see yourself out?
Call me, any time.
I appreciate it.
I shouldn't be taking anything.
You heard what he said. You need them this time, don't you?
Yeah, but I... Come on, Phil, you know what I can be like.
Something's got to be done, ain't it?
-What do you think? Bit naff?
No, they sell them down the cash-and-carry.
You light this little oil burner inside
and then they just float up into the sky.
We could let them off in the gardens, the allotment or something.
And set fire to Patrick's shed?
No, look, a whole bunch of them, all right?
Every table could light one.
No, actually, it does sound sort of lovely.
It will be. I mean, just imagine, right?
All these lanterns just floating over a dark Walford sky.
Your big day is going to be legend.
Oh, Patrick, you made me jump.
-I just wanted a word.
-Oh, right, you coming in, then?
I think I've got a tot of rum in the cupboard,
-we've got something to celebrate.
Ah, right, I'll leave you to it, then.
I'll be in in a minute, love.
I know all about your filthy little secret!
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