A chance to catch up on the week's drama in Albert Square. Phil allows Shirley to take charge but ends up learning more than he expected to.
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There we go.
How much extra booze did you buy?
Well, better to over-order than under.
Besides, it's not like it's going to go off, is it?
No, but this lot will, won't it? And, er...
..what is one of these?
A lychee. They go in a Martini.
If you say so.
You know, I've got a really good feeling about tonight.
I reckon this is going to put the Albert well and truly on the map.
Yeah, it's going to be great. Proud of you.
-Aw, you big old softie, Phil Mitchell. Give us a kiss.
Listen, thanks for your support, yeah?
I'm sorry I've got to go back to work when you've only just got back.
No, don't be silly, Ian. It's your job.
And besides, I've got loads of trashy telly to catch up on.
You need to talk to Emma, Dad, cos they won't listen to me.
-I told the investigating officer what the cabbie said -
that Jake was too drunk to get out the taxi, let alone...
Hold on, Peter. We went over this at the weekend.
Yeah, I know, but the point is... he said he'd look into it,
but it was just a brush-off - I could tell.
-So you need to call Emma. Because we can't just give up, can we?
-No. You need to calm down.
I swear, if I hear that one more time today...
All right, OK, fine. All right, I will call Emma.
I've, er... I've got to get to the restaurant.
Oh, Ian, can I book a table for two later, please?
-Thought I'd treat Dot - about half seven?
-Yeah, yeah. Fine.
Don't let your mother catch you doing that in here, she'll get the 'ump.
-2-1 was a joke. I don't understand what happened.
-I'll tell you.
I reckon I should be in Brazil. My country clearly needs me.
Yeah, well, we could be out on Thursday.
-But, listen, keep the faith, keep the faith.
-I've got the faith!
-On your 'ead.
Get hold of that.
Right, boys, before the fun starts,
I want to make sure we're on the same page.
Now, try and keep a low profile, yeah?
And there's some rules -
no drinking, no smoking, no flirting...
No heavy petting?
And no manhandling unless strictly necessary, OK? Thank you.
Listen, boss. You know we're happy to help out,
but we've got birds at home yakking in our ears an' all.
What you saying?
Well, what's the deal here?
I mean, is this a regular thing or just a one-off?
Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and any special events like tonight.
And any problems - I'm the one to deal with, all right?
What's all this?
Delivery for Dean - right in the way of everything.
How come he's having it all sent here?
Apparently we're sitting around waiting for his stuff to turn up, whereas Dean - he's a busy boy.
Hold on, let me shift some of these.
HE GROANS Oh, Johnny, stop.
You'll do yourself an injury. Mick!
No, put it down. Your dad'll do it.
Look, shift this lot, would you?
-Is this Dean's stuff?
-Cor! What's he got in here - gold?
All right, Shirl, get him on the dog. We're not a delivery service.
-Right, I'm going to shoot off, then.
-All right, love.
If you get some time,
I've been practising my cocktail-making skills...
Careful! Left a bit.
-Hey. I just popped by to collect my wages from the other night.
Yeah, right. Er...
yeah, your wages.
-Your burgers could do with a flip.
I know, I know. Where's that waiter when you need him?
Ian? My wages?
Can't you see I'm busy?
-So, where are you taking me?
Well, I, er...
thought we might stay home and watch a DVD.
So, you know when I forgave you
for taking money off my sister to date me?
I don't think you realise you weren't off the hook, OK?
You've got a lot of making up to do, sunshine, and let me give you a little hint -
a night in, in front of the telly,
with a can of lager and a DVD is not going to cut it.
Right, I want you to focus on the top four,
so don't over-complicate it.
And remember - keep it interactive and fun.
Er, not ALL fun, you.
Well, no, you're due in half an hour - you can't cancel now!
Yeah, well, fine. But I'll be keeping your deposit.
That was the hen party.
They've cancelled cos the bride's been dumped.
-Couldn't even lose my rag.
-So you don't know if anyone's coming to this event?
Well, I advertised online - should bring some people in.
Everybody loves cocktail making, don't they?
It'll be fine, Sharon. Be fine.
And you got the boys keeping an eye on things.
Right, two Old Schools with chips, one Veggie with salad.
You decided to hang about, then?
Yeah, I just got caught up, you know, at the counter.
You know how it is.
-HE CLEARS THROAT
One Veggie with chips.
Yeah. Two chips with the Old Schools.
-Ian...you can't serve those.
-Cos they're burnt.
-They wanted 'em well done.
-Yeah, not cremated.
-I'm the chef!
-Ian, just look at them!
Er, just tell the customers they're going to have to wait.
why don't you take a bit of time out?
I'm fine, all right? I just need a plaster.
Just go round the block. Get some fresh air. I'll cover you.
PHONE RINGS Thank you.
Is that it? Everything there?
Checking, aren't I?
So, you going to give me a discount when I let you cut my hair?
I don't think that's a good idea. You, me and a pair of scissors?
Listen, just so we're clear -
I'm only sticking around cos this is too good an opportunity for me to pass up.
There's not enough passing customers.
We're not getting any footfall.
There'll be other chances.
Oh, Johnny, not now - I really don't fancy a drink.
They're not for you - they're promotional. If punters won't come to us, we'll go to them.
That is not a bad idea. Not just a pretty face, eh?
Curtis, you do the same.
-And remember, tell them it's a cocktail-making evening, all right?
He's quite smart, that boy, ain't he?
Yeah. Giving away free booze? Watch out, Einstein.
Look, if you're bored, why don't you leave me to it?
I ain't bored. Unless you don't want me here?
Course I do. Thinking of you, darling.
Look, I'm sorry. I can't find the extra burger buns.
I forgot to order them.
I-I'm a mess. I'm completely out of control.
-I can't keep on top of things.
-It's all right. It's just a bit of bread.
-I can get some more from the Minute Mart.
-No, it's not that.
It's Peter, it's the investigation, it's work,
it's Denise, it's...
All right, OK.
No. I don't know...
I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling from one minute to the next, all right?
I mean, what am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to live normally?
How are things between you and Denise, since...?
All right, sorry - none of my business.
Which, to be honest, I was dreading,
and then she walked through the door and it gave me a bit of hope.
That's good, isn't it?
Yeah. But then this morning, it's like we're strangers again.
Have you talked to her?
OK, look, why don't you let me run the restaurant tonight?
You've only worked there one night.
Yeah, well, I've worked kitchens before.
Besides, you've only got 12 orders.
I think I'll survive.
You go and talk to Denise.
Why are you doing this?
Well, you know. I went off on one about Jane
and I said some horrible things.
Yeah, but you were angry.
Yeah, but I want to make it up to you - properly.
Go on, go.
Oh! Looks like you guys have had a long day.
Why not let your hair down and come to one of our mixing classes?
Try one - it's totally free.
The bar's just over there, you know - the Albert.
-Is this what the lady wants?
-Aw, is it free?
Put it back. Put it back. No, thanks.
I want a slap-up meal - full price this time -
and the best bottle of wine they have. Let's go. Come on.
ANTIQUES SHOW PLAYS ON TV DOOR CLOSES
What're you doing back?
-Restaurant was quiet, so...
-So you just shut up?
No, Masood's taken over for me.
Really? I didn't know you hired him.
..no. TV SWITCHES OFF
I thought we needed some time.
I'm really pleased you came home.
Oh, well, course I did. I was always going to.
Look, I-I know it hasn't been easy for you
and, look, it would have been easier for you to stay away but...
..you didn't, all right? You came back and...
..that means a lot to me.
I didn't think that you'd care either way.
-Let's set a date.
do you think that this is really the right time?
Nothing's right at the moment.
Let's make the most of the good things.
-Need a hand, Dean?
-Nah, you're all right, pal.
Well done. You struggled a bit, didn't you, babe?
Oi, it's dead in here.
Shall we go and embarrass Johnny in front of Curtis the barman?
Yeah. What do you reckon, L?
You going to miss the footie?
No big games tonight. So, fancy it?
All that faffing about with cocktail shakers - poncey, if you ask me.
Shut up! You love a good cocktail.
Not when Sharon's getting the profits.
Think I've got an 'ead coming on.
Yeah, course. You go if you like.
Promise I won't get off me nut.
-I went to the restaurant but Masood said you were here.
-Yeah, come and sit yourself down.
We're, er, starting to plan the wedding.
What, you're... You're going ahead with that?
Well, yeah. Won't be till next year or nothing. I mean,
these things take a while to plan properly.
Right. Have you called Emma?
Look, I'll do it in the morning.
-Am I going mad?
No, seriously, am I living in some parallel universe where my sister hasn't just been murdered?
Look, I know what you're saying, OK...
I don't think you do, because all I can think about is finding out what happened that night.
And until I find out the truth -
until I know every little scrap of detail -
going to a wedding, it's not really on my radar.
Right. The Mojito is from South America.
Now, the trick is plenty of mint, plenty of ice, and, of course...
-plenty of rum, right?
-CROWD MURMUR IN AGREEMENT
Oi-oi! Go on, my son!
Tom Cruise, eat your heart out.
So is this the usual crowd, then,
-or should we expect more lads on the weekend?
Yeah, Phil's booked us permanently - three nights a week.
-I'll get back to you.
I think about it too.
Sometimes when I...
When I can't sleep, I...
..imagine what happened.
Sometimes she's running away, she's...
crying for help.
Sometimes she's not even aware - she doesn't realise she's in danger.
Sometimes she just trips over.
-play it over and over again.
-That's why we need to find out who did it.
Don't you want any justice?
Peter, of course I do.
But don't you think the police,
with all their expertise and their training,
they're the best people to get us that?
-They don't care like we do. They don't need it.
We're too close, all right? How can we possibly see clearly?
They hadn't even spoken to the taxi driver.
Who knows what else they've missed?
Peter, I get it -
you feel powerless, you want to do something.
I feel exactly the same.
-No, you don't. You can't.
-What - because I want to marry Denise?
I'm just trying to keep things together, for...
For you, for Bobby - and for me, I guess.
Because what's the alternative?
We fall apart?
I just want to know what happened. I just...
-I want the person who did this...
Look, I trust Emma.
She's been straight with us since this started.
If she gets a new lead, she'll follow it through.
Peter, just let her do her job, please.
Went all right, didn't it?
-We're proud of you, boy, ain't we?
what happened to Mum?
She had a major nutache.
She was proper pale, weren't she, when we left? Seriously.
Yeah, I bet she did.
Two double rum and Cokes.
Right. I'm going to check that with Sharon...
-No, Phil said it was all right.
-Yeah, even so...
Look, mate, you might be a little lightweight, yeah?
But trust me - that's not going to touch the sides.
So why don't you man up and just get us those drinks, yeah?
Can I have a word?
Your bouncers seem to think they're on a permanent contract.
I'm just protecting my investment - that's all.
Look, Phil, it's not that I'm not grateful for your backing, but...
I am a partner in this bar and I need you to respect that.
Look, why don't you go to the Vic, eh?
I mean, this clearly ain't your scene and, as you can see,
I've got it all under control.
-Er, listen, I'm off. Let me know if there's any trouble, yeah?
DOT: What's an Old School?
It's a type of burger. They all are.
You're pulling my leg.
Why don't you try that Docklands Lite?
Are they all burgers?
Well, Ian used to be a proper chef.
Look - we ain't got no cutlery. Waiter!
You probably don't need any - it's a burger.
I ain't eating with my fingers. That ain't the way I was brought up.
Right, I'll get you some when we order.
Have you seen Ronnie lately?
Ronnie's a very busy lady.
Yes, well, have you called in on her?
Look, I know she can be distant
but you don't want to let it put you off.
Cos she's got a very big heart.
So...two Old Schools, then?
I suppose so.
Hmm. Cocktail night not float your boat?
-How about I get you a Virgin Mary?
-Er...orange juice'll do.
Would you trust a man in skin-tight jeans?
Ah. The invasion of the hipsters.
Well, don't worry. You're safe here.
Just you and me.
Keep 'em coming.
You're not serving them alcohol, are you?
No. Nah, just Coke.
-Could be quite fit if you were to dress better.
That's funny, cos you'd still be that ugly no matter what you wore.
See, that's the problem with girls these days - you all think you're better than everyone else.
-Well, it's not exactly hard to be better than you, is it, mate?
-D'you want to leave her alone?
Why? What're you going to do about it, princess?
-John, just leave it...
-He's bothering my sister.
-He's TRYING to.
What did I tell you about flirting with the customers?
-There's alcohol in there.
-One little drink, Shazza. Keep your wig on.
It's Sharon. And I don't have to put up with this.
You're fired. Both of you.
I don't think Phil will be very happy about that - do you?
Well, he's not here, is he? Now, get out.
-Sorry about him.
Right, shall we go?
No, no, no, I'm not done.
Excuse me. Can we get the cocktail list, please?
-No, she's not.
Well, I'VE had enough.
Oh, yeah? Costing you a bit, is it?
Listen, my idea of a good night out
is not watching you getting completely drunk.
No? Was it easier to just grit your teeth and take the money?
I thought you understood. I mean, I...
Listen, Roxy, you need to let it go - otherwise we don't stand a chance.
All right, yes. I know, all right?
It's just, every time I think of Ronnie, my blood boils.
Maybe you should be having this conversation with her.
I know she's intense, but...
I think she was trying to make you happy.
In her own way. SHE CHUCKLES
What? Cos a date with you is guaranteed to put me in a good mood, is it?
All right. I'll talk to her.
Dot! How nice to see you.
Ian. Charlie brought me here for a surprise.
I never knew that burgers could be so posh.
Yeah, but next time you're getting your own chips.
One or two of yours'll do me.
Are you all right, Ian?
Only Mr Maz-mood, he said that you'd gone home early.
Yeah, I'm... I'm feeling better.
-Right, come on. Let's get you home - it's nearly 11.
What? Is it that late?
I thought it was much earlier than that!
You take care of yourself.
Well, one broken sideplate,
one mixed-up order, but we avoided a full-scale riot, so good, I think.
How are things your end?
I'm getting there.
I should have said this earlier, all right?
I'm sorry about what happened between me and Jane.
How would you feel about coming and working here permanently?
You've proved yourself.
-Yeah. That'd be great.
-Thanks for coming. See you again soon, I hope.
-Here, boy. That's for you.
-See you later, sausage.
-Sharon, can I have a quick word?
You won't be too hard on my brother, will you?
He loves this job. He loves you - he proper looks up to you. He's always banging on about you.
-Come on, Nance. Let's do the slips, please.
-See ya. Bye.
-See you later on. Thanks, Shal.
Steffi, Curtis, you can get off now.
-Good job, tonight.
Night, guys. Speak later, yeah?
-..could I have a word with you?
Sharon, you know, I just wanted to say again that I'm sorry.
I know I was totally irresponsible.
No, it's, er, nothing to do with that.
How do you fancy being my bar manager?
You still trust me?
If it wasn't for you, tonight would have been a total flop.
You know, you're bright. You've got good ideas.
You just need to wise up a bit, but I can teach you that.
So long as you hold back on any more impromptu private parties, OK?
Yeah. Er, oh, th...
I think we can do better than that, don't you?
Come here, sweetheart, give us a hug. Come here.
Did Mick say you could have a lock-in?
You'd better ring him - Phil can be a bit of a beast on the OJs.
They're not back yet, then?
-Send out a search party, shall I(?)
-Just cos you never cared about anyone more than yourself,
don't criticise me for having normal feelings.
If only she knew, eh?
I'm going to get SO much chicken.
SHE CHUCKLES What are you doing?!
-All right, Nance. We've had enough aggro for one night, haven't we?
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
You putting off the inevitable?
Going back to Stepford.
-She obviously doesn't make you happy.
Happy? And you're the expert, are you?
You can't keep pretending, Shirl.
We ain't done talking yet.
Seeing as you have trouble picking up the phone...
just thought I'd make it easy for you.
You know, I love this bar.
Might sound stupid, but...
when I'm here, I'm happy. Like myself.
I don't think it's stupid.
I get it.
You know, it's not just about being someone's mum or someone's wife.
If I can make a go of this,
well, I know I can stand on my own two feet.
are you and Phil all right?
-What do you mean?
-Nothing. I shouldn't pry.
No, no, no, no, it's fine.
Well, I'm probably being paranoid, but...
there's a part of me that thinks he wants to see me fail.
Oh, know the feeling!
Yeah. I just...
-You know, I wish I could make her proud of me.
I just wanted to say thanks for this opportunity.
-I ain't going to let you down.
-You'd better not.
-Well, we did good tonight.
-To the Albert.
-To the Albert!
-I'm going to run upstairs and grab my coat.
SHE SIGHS HAPPILY
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You can't go on like this, Shirl.
Bottling it up, drinking yourself into oblivion.
I've been there, remember?
I told you, I don't want to talk about it. Not now, not ever.
Well, maybe... maybe I'd better have this conversation with Mick.
You wouldn't dare.
What do you want?
Repeat business, Ian.
Thought you of all people would appreciate that.
No. All right, that night was a one-off, OK?
It's not going to happen again, do you understand?
That's what they all say.
Seriously, I don't know where you put that.
Natural metabolism of youth, innit, Pops?
Well, you do know you're going to be ponying for England tomorrow, don't you?
Well... Oi, do you think we should wait for Johnny?
Sharon seemed really annoyed about them bouncers.
Just leave 'em to it.
No. His little face. What if she sacks him again?
Just turn it in.
No, I've got to ring him.
Hello, John. Have you still got your job?
Nance, it's Sharon. She's been attacked!
What? What you talking about?
She's... There's been a break-in. She's bleeding.
-Wait, wait, calm down. Are you all right?
It's The Albert Bar. Turpin Road, E20.
She's not moving and she's bleeding...
-Yeah. I don't know. She's breathing but...
-I don't know!
-Give me the phone.
Calm down, calm down. Now what happened?
-I dunno. I heard this crash and...
-She's not conscious.
-You sure you're not hurt?
-Yeah. They didn't touch me.
-Yeah, she's got a big cut on her head.
Listen, listen, lucky you was here, all right, son? Jump up, come on.
Yeah, OK. We need to stop the bleeding.
OK, well, then go and get a clean towel from the bar, baby.
I was wrecked that day. I didn't know what I was saying.
You expect me to believe that, eh?
And why the big secret, anyway?
-Just leave it, Phil. I mean it.
-Shirley, I'm not judging you, am I?
After everything that's happened between us I still care about you, don't I?
Then go tell Sharon, cos I ain't worth it.
What are you talking about? I mean, having a kid when you're young...
it's hardly a crime, is it?
What about if you try to drown 'em in the bath?
What are you talking about?
After Mum had left, I tried...
I tried to keep it together but I couldn't hack it.
And then one day I just snapped.
That's the type of person you're talking to here.
Shirley, what happened?!
Mick was about one...
And we'd been doing some painting and it got everywhere.
You know what kids are like.
And I put him in the bath...
tried to clean him up...
I didn't know what I was doing until Dad burst in and dragged him out.
You held him underwater? Your own son?
I never meant to!
I never wanted that.
It was just...
in that one moment...that one moment... The taps were running...
he was screaming...
When we got to the hospital, Dad wouldn't let me see him.
That's when they took him into care?
No, not at first.
But things were never the same after that.
They came back to the house, they saw Dad's empty bottles
and what a mess I was in.
And it was only a matter of time before they took Mick and Tina away.
Shirl, that was... It's over 30 years ago.
You can't keep torturing yourself about it.
I have to look at him
every single day, knowing that I can't really be his mum.
Then maybe I deserve that.
'Hi, this is Ian Beale.
'Leave a message and I'll call you back as soon as I can.'
I like what you've done with this place.
Last time I was round here, this was just some old tat-shack, weren't it, eh?
Straight down to business, then?
Just take it and go, all right?
Stay away from me and stay away from the Square. Do you understand?
What, charming as ever? Ain't you even going to offer me a drink?
How about something to eat? I'm starving.
Are you serious?
Don't tell me you've got that nice big kitchen back there
just for show?
Just so that we're clear, all right? Good Friday never happened.
You've got to stop punishing yourself. It ain't healthy.
How old was you back then, anyway?
-14, going on 15.
-No wonder you couldn't cope.
It's no excuse, is it?
And what about the dad? Where was he in all this?
He'd long gone.
And your old man. I mean, he never...
-No, nothing like that. Is that what you think?
-I don't know, do I?
Do you remember the first time you fell in love?
Yeah, you do, I can tell.
Andy was his name.
Little bit older than me.
Good looking, nothing complicated.
One of three blokes that really ever meant anything to me.
And you and him...?
First time for everything, ain't there?
We had a laugh until I found out he got me into trouble.
And you didn't ever think about, you know...getting rid?
Well, 'course I did. But I was just a kid.
I didn't know what I was doing. It was the '70s. Nobody did.
By the time I got my head round it, Mum had cottoned on.
And Dad, after his old man died,
he wasn't out of the pub long enough to notice.
But for nine months? You're telling me he never knew?
Mum come up with a bright idea.
This cock and bull story that they needed some time apart.
I don't know. I never asked.
We ended up in some grotty little caravan site in the middle of nowhere.
With Aunt Babe and a chemical toilet.
And I swear it rained every single miserable day.
Until we got back.
And Dad had the son he always wanted.
And me and Tina had a little baby brother.
And nobody ever asked any questions.
No, nothing was said. We just carried on.
Aunt Babe and Mum took over and I'd grab a bottle of that,
go down the park and drink to forget.
And Mick? He don't know any of this?
No. And he's not going to.
Why? Why keep on lying?
Because he would never forgive me.
All these years. Haven't you wanted to tell him?
Of course I have.
But the longer it went on, the harder it got.
Once he was taken into care, that was it, I'd lost him.
Shirl, you're both adults now, you're living in the same place.
You could set the record straight any time.
Too late. 37 years too late.
Well, don't you think it's time you said something?
What, so he can see what a train wreck of a mother he's got?
That's right, poor old Shirl, always playing the martyr, ain't you?
Well, he's not going to thank me, is he? Would you? Would anyone?
Shirley, you're his mum.
So what? Look at Carly and Deano.
Fat lot of good I did them.
And don't even get me started on Jimbo.
Mick, he never had the chance for me to screw up his life.
He's come through it all clean. Good. Pure.
-Well, don't you think he deserves to know the truth?
Cos I don't want to ruin what we've got now.
This stays between us.
There's got to be something in here.
-Right, listen, it's going to be OK. Just try not to move, please, yeah?
-All right, thank you, the ambulance is here.
-Right, come on, lively. Lively.
I've got to go and get him.
That's it. That's it.
You're all right.
-She's just down there. Round the front.
-Round here, please.
-What's her name?
Can you hear me?
Listen, I'm not going to say anything to Mick, of course I'm not...
but if you need to talk, you know where I am, don't you?
And you know that you can tell me stuff if you need to?
Just because you're a big hard man
doesn't mean to say you can't let people in.
And you're bald, but I'll be sober in the morning.
But seriously, you're a good listener when you want to be.
Means a lot.
Phil! Phil, I've been trying to find you.
Do you think she'll be all right?
Let's hope so, eh?
She came round. She was talking.
-They got here lively.
-There was a break-in.
-Well, what about the bouncers?
-She sent them home.
That's all I know.
Where was you in all this, eh?
Listen, it weren't his fault.
I reckon he scared 'em off, didn't you?
She was asking for you.
Come on, I'll run you up the hospital. Come on.
It's all changed round here, ain't it, eh?
My old mum still knocking about?
Or have the fags finally finished her off?
Can you hurry up? You're not here for a chat.
What about Tanya?
You all still mates?
No. She doesn't live round here any more.
Funny how things work out, isn't it?
I mean, of all the kerbs in all of London, you had to crawl on to mine.
That night... it was a mistake, OK?
It was a moment of madness.
I had no idea you were going to be there.
Still couldn't resist though, could you?
Look, you've got to stop doing this, all right?
You can't keep calling all hours, all right?
After tonight, I never want to see you again.
You're breaking my heart, Ian.
Look, you've had your money...
Ian? Ian, are you in here?
-I'm game if you are.
Get in the kitchen. Go. Get in the kitchen.
What are you doing over here in the dark?
This is all my fault.
-Shut up. How is it your fault?
-Sharon wouldn't have sent them...
she wouldn't have sent them bouncers home if I hadn't messed up.
Do me a favour. Them meat-heads had it coming all night.
I should've stayed with her but I just...
The only ones to blame here are the scumbags who actually did it.
Just don't wake Mum and Grandad, yeah?
All right. More chance of waking a doped-up elephant.
I just know they'll think I'm weak and soft.
Like I can't look out for myself.
-Why? Why would they think that?
-You know why.
John, you have nothing to be ashamed of tonight. You know that, don't you?
You try telling that to Mum.
She ain't even bothered showing her face again.
That's her loss.
Look, Nance, I just want to go get some sleep
and see how Sharon's doing in the morning. Please, yeah?
What time do you call this?
Does nobody in this family know how to text?
So come on then, what's your excuse?
Johnny, what's happened?
It's getting on for midnight! When you didn't answer your phone, I didn't know what to think.
I was just sat here thinking about what Peter said...
and maybe he's right.
Oh, come here.
Hey, look, Peter will come around.
And you've got nothing to feel guilty about.
I know. I know.
OK. Look, after the trial, it'll get better. You'll see.
Look, I know nothing can bring Lucy back,
but once it's all over and Jake is in prison...
we can start to put Good Friday behind us, OK?
Come on. Let's get you home.
Look, I'll just clear this up first.
-I'll be five minutes, promise.
Sharon Rickman. Where is she?
Do I have to find her myself? Or search the place...
-Phil... Phil, you've got to calm down.
I don't need to calm down. I need to find where Sharon is!
-Can I help?
-I heard you. Are you family?
-Yeah. Well, as good as, yeah.
-He's her other half. This is Phil Mitchell.
-Where is she?
-She's been taken through to resus.
She has some internal injuries which we're investigating now....
-They're serious but we're working to find the best way to manage them.
We really are doing all we can for her.
She was talking though, right? I mean, that's a good sign, isn't it?
Yeah. And the ambulance guys were amazing.
And are you sure they didn't hurt you?
-Sit down, you're in shock.
-He's not in shock, Mum.
-Look at him, he's shaking.
-I'm not in shock!
-I'll make us all some hot chocolate.
-Mum, just leave it.
-Mums fuss. It's what we do.
-How many times? I'm fine.
I can't stop thinking about poor Sharon. I'm going to call your dad.
He'd have rung if there was any news, wouldn't he?
-What are you all still doing up?
-There was a break-in at The Albert.
Mick had to give Phil a lift up the hospital.
-Here you are.
Still no news, I take it?
No. Just waiting.
Linda called. She said they're all thinking of you and Sharon.
She said she'd slip round, go and see Dennis,
see if he's all right if you want.
No, there's no sense in waking him.
Jay's looking after him.
Might as well leave 'em until we know something.
You know some people hate the smell of hospitals, don't they?
Disinfectant or whatever it is.
But me, it just reminds me of when my kids were born.
Little Nancy, coming out kicking and screaming. Proper little fighter.
we was in and out of that neo-natal for weeks,
never knew if he was going to make it.
-Kids, who'd have 'em, eh?
Don't get me wrong, living with Shirl
and having everyone wrapped round me under the same roof...
I've never been happier.
Suppose what I'm trying to say is - that smell,
it reminds me that this place is where people save lives.
It's where miracles happen.
-Yeah, what's happening?
-Follow me and we can talk somewhere more private.
I don't need somewhere private. I just need to know how Sharon is.
She's stable for now but there's still some concern.
-We suspect she may have ruptured her spleen.
-Can I see her?
She's unconscious from the anaesthetic she was given in resus.
We're preparing to take her into surgery.
Right, your taxi's here. I told it to wait on George Street.
Cost a fortune at this hour.
-I've only got twenties.
Make sure you're not seen.
I'm so sorry about Lucy, by the way.
Doesn't bear thinking about.
Her last night on earth while you and me were...
Yeah. Biggest mistake of my life.
And one that I will have to live with.
You don't have to worry.
I won't breathe a word.
-It's not something you'd want getting out.
Especially given the circumstances.
No. I appreciate that.
We'll say the same amount tomorrow then, shall we?
Well, what would Denise think if she knew where you really were?
-Never mind Peter.
-Now, hold on a minute.
I can make it the end of the week, or whenever. I'm easy.
-You can't do this.
-Just chill, man. Sounds like you're getting off cheap.
Just the way you like it.
I'll catch you next time, Ian.
Well, we was on the phone to the ambulance people,
but Dad was in there in, like, full action man mode.
I'm so proud of you three.
He was the one who chased 'em off. He should get all the glory.
-That's my sausage.
-It weren't like that.
Don't be so modest. If you hadn't been there to see them off,
Lord knows what might've happened.
-Sorry, I've still got your phone. It's unknown.
Shall I answer it?
I can't imagine what it must've been like.
I worry about your brother halfway round the world
-when something like this happens on your own doorstep.
-After poor Lucy Beale... makes you think, don't it?
-It's all right.
At least you're all right. You should get danger money for riding to the rescue.
-Look at you...
-MUM! Can you please just leave it? Please!
That was the police. They're round The Albert now.
Well? What did they say?
They're going to come here and ask us some questions.
-You need to wait here.
-I just want to talk to her.
-We have to get her up to theatre. It'll be at least a few hours.
-Sharon, I'm here for you, all right? Sharon!
-Mr Mitchell, please.
-She's in good hands.
Just let them do what they've got to do.
Listen, I'm not being funny or anything, all right, but why don't you get off?
-What, leave you climbing the walls?
-I'm fine, OK?
Thanks for what you did, but I can deal with this on my own.
-You're all right, Mick. I've got this.
-What you doing here?
I thought you could use a mate.
You better get back. Johnny's really shook up.
If you need anything, Phil, you just let me know, yeah?
Get back to your boy, Mick.
We'd closed up for the night. I'd gone upstairs to get my coat...
Were the front doors locked?
-Yeah. I think so. I dunno.
-Can't this wait till the morning? You can see he's shattered.
It's best if we can get as much detail as possible while it's fresh in your mind.
It was kind of all over before I knew it, really.
How many of them were there?
It was dark.
Take your time. Try to remember.
I don't know. Three, maybe.
What did they look like?
Uh...it's all a bit of blur. I can't really think straight.
Maybe tomorrow, eh?
The sooner we can get a description, the better.
I didn't see...
-How about what they were wearing?
-I don't know!
You must've caught a glimpse...
I don't know, cos I was upstairs, all right?
When Sharon was down there, getting battered half to death...
I sat upstairs and hid.
I think that's enough for tonight, don't you?
We'll leave it there for now.
But we'd better speak to your daughter too, if that's OK?
Yeah, course. She's downstairs.
-Thought you hated these places.
-I do. But I owe you.
How you holding up?
I'm not the one in surgery, am I?
Still. Must be rough, though.
Look, Phil, you and Mick, you...
Do you know what, Sharon is fighting for her life in there,
-so right now I couldn't give a monkey's about your little secret, OK?
So what happened at The Albert? Couple of dodgy punters?
How the hell would I know? I was too busy listening to your life story, weren't I?
-Oh, so this is my fault?
-No, it's mine.
What do you mean?
It's all right, they've gone.
Mum, I tried. I tried to tell you.
You didn't have to lie to us.
I didn't lie! Everybody just assumed.
Mum, if I could go back...
We'll have none of that. You did what anyone would've done.
Yeah. Not Dad or Lee or Nancy.
No, they would have gone down there and taken 'em all on.
And who raised the alarm in the first place, eh? You did. That's what matters.
Yeah, but what if... Mum, what if she dies?
That is not going to happen, you hear me?
I wanted to do something... you know, wanted to go down there and help her...
I know, sausage. I know. It's OK.
I don't want another Lee to worry about.
I'd rather my little boy kept himself out of harm's way.
What does that mean?
There's no shame in staying out of trouble.
We both know you've got more sense than to go flying in with your fists.
-You know, I knew you'd be like this.
-What? What've I said?
Mum, I left Sharon to die down there, do you not get that?
She's laid up in that hospital cos of me!
Pipe down, pipe down, you'll wake the old boy up.
Now what's the agg?
Well, go on, then, tell him.
Tell him how proud we must be to have this coward in the family.
You can't blame yourself.
You weren't to know what was happening.
-What if she don't make it?
What if she don't?
Stop worrying about that, and worry about finding
the low-lives that did it and making them pay.
-I can't do that.
Cos I'm the one...
I'm the one who sent them over there in the first place.
They was only meant to scare her.
-Any news on Sharon?
-Not since last night.
You should have seen the state they left her in, Shirl.
What kind of scum does that to a woman?
Let's get out of here.
-What time is it?
-Why isn't my alarm working?
Because we've run out of leccy.
Well, why ain't you gone and topped it up then?
Cos I had to be up first thing to get Janet ready for her school trip.
It wouldn't do you two any harm to stick your hand in your pocket
-now and again.
-Someone got out of the wrong side of bed this morning!
-Sharon almost died last night, OK?!
And it ain't looking good.
MONITORS BEEP, VENTILATOR PUMPS
Her blood pressure is improving.
Why isn't she awake?
Mrs Rickman lost a lot of blood. Her spleen was very badly damaged.
We had to remove it during the surgery.
We're giving her a period of stability before waking her.
-She's going to be all right, though?
-She had a big operation,
but her recovery appears to be going in the right direction.
We'll continue monitoring her.
Are me and you friends again? I told you, didn't I?
I mean, everything feels better after a good night's sleep.
I've sent your sister off to your gran's.
-I thought me and you could dig out my Friends box set.
-I'm going to tell Phil.
-I feel like a crumpet.
-Do you want me to make you one?
-Mum... This ain't right.
-People thinking I'm some sort of hero.
-You are, in my eyes.
-Here you go again.
What do you want me to say, Johnny?
Go out there and tell everyone you hid whilst Sharon got the stuffing knocked out of her?
Because people round here... They ain't a forgiving bunch, believe me.
So you want me to lie, then?
I just don't want you making life harder for yourself.
-Yeah, what's the point?
-I can't do right for doing wrong these days.
-Just let the boy cool down.
-I tried calling the hospital.
-They won't tell me anything.
-What about your crumpet?
-I ain't hungry.
Tracey let me in. I was looking for Grandad.
I saw him whacking on a drop of Brut earlier.
So chances are he's wrapped round that Cora treacle.
Listen, them deliveries downstairs...I'd appreciate
you clearing them.
-Yeah, I'm on to it.
-So, it's all taking shape, is it?
Yeah, it's all coming together.
Who'd have thought it, eh? Us Carters.
-Practically running this square.
-I'm a Wicks.
-Here he is.
-Walford's answer to Vidal Sassoon.
You don't live here no more, you.
Well, then, tell pretty boy then to stop guzzling all the milk.
I've gotta shift those boxes.
-Come on, then! Show us your moves!
-What are you talking about?
Everybody on the market's talking about it.
How you took on them robbers single-handed.
Listen, where're you going?
Going to see if Phil needs help clearing up.
-Do you think that's wise?
-I've got to do something, haven't I?
MONITORS BEEP, VENTILATOR PUMPS
Ronnie's...Ronnie's taken Denny to school.
I told him you had a little bump on the head,
but that there was nothing to worry about.
-I'm sorry, Sharon, I'm so... I'm so sorry.
I had no idea it was this bad.
Billy said they've had to remove her spleen. Is that right?
What sort of world are we living in?
I mean, they could've killed her.
-I need some air.
I thought I'd lost her.
-CORA: How's Johnny holding up?
-STAN: Still a bit shaken.
From what I heard, he had a lucky escape. Has he said how it happened?
-All over in a flash, apparently.
-Put up a good fight, though.
-How is she?
-She's... She's not good, Dot.
What have they said?
The nurse said that she had a comfortable night.
They always say that.
Who'd do this to her?
Oh, don't you worry, Ian.
It'll take more than a couple of hooligans to knock
Sharon Watts off her perch.
-I don't want to hear it.
She's your partner, Phil. What were you thinking?!
Yeah, OK - well, look, if you hear anything you let me know, OK?
-How is she?
-Phil, I just spoke to one of the blokes who used to do
security at the club. And he's going to put the word about, OK?
Five minutes alone with them in a room. That'd do me.
-Phil, have you even slept?
-What about the Old Bill?
There's nothing they can do until the doctors bring her round.
-Yeah...IF they bring her round.
-How much did they get away with?
-They go to all that trouble and come away empty-handed?!
-I don't believe that!
-Listen, you lot go, yeah?
I'm going to go and collect Denny from school.
-Well, no, let me stay and help.
-Look, just GO!
Just go, please.
FRONT DOOR CLOSES
The Arches. Yeah. In an hour.
-You all right?
-You all right?
-Yeah, I'm fine.
Ah, Mr Beale... How are things at home? Getting easier, I hope?
I'm due at the restaurant, Mr Coker, I'm...
It's just that I was wondering
when you were thinking about settling your account.
Of course there's no rush, but I do have my own overheads to consider.
-You'll get your money.
-I understand emotions must be...
-Look, I said I'd do it, didn't I?!
Thank you, Mr Beale. Much appreciated.
-Roxy... Is Phil about?
I wouldn't bother him, if I was you.
I was just wondering if you needed some help cleaning up
The Albert, once the police have gone.
-No, don't be silly, you don't have to do that!
-I want to.
-Look, thank you for what you did for Sharon.
-Nothing. It's nothing.
RADIO ON IN THE BACKGROUND Jay.
-Take an early lunch, will you?
-No, you're all right.
It's LUNCH TIME. Yeah?!
-Cora Cross! What do you think you're playing at?
-Here we go.
I give you strict instructions as to what to do in my absence
and what do I find when I get back? A liquid lunch at 11:30.
I've just spent a very trying morning in the hospital.
The last thing I need is an unruly workforce.
-How's Sharon, Mrs Branning?
-Hooked up to all sorts of machines.
I heard it's touch and go. Brain damage.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
-A grown man like you sitting around gossiping.
-I say it as I see it.
-Who's Cora hooked herself up with?
-That's Stan, it's Mick's dad.
She passed a comfortable night, according to the doctors.
-Have they any idea at all who might be behind it?
-I'll have a tomato juice.
..Whoever them hooligans were, they've left her as good as dead.
-I heard it was gangland related.
-Who said that?
-Marie told Donna.
-Don't be so stupid.
-You think they might be after Phil?
Well, he's not short of enemies.
It was just a break-in that went wrong, that's all!
Now, can we talk about something else, please?!
There's something I don't understand.
-Why did they go after Sharon and not Johnny?
-What're you saying, Stan?
-That it should be Johnny in that hospital?!
-The boy was there.
He saw it all. He comes away without a scratch.
He was upstairs cashing up. He didn't hear anything. Honestly!
Have you lot got nothing better to do than sit around and gossip?!
-Where're you going?
-I want to be with my boy.
-He's not here.
-Well, where is he?
He wanted to make a start on clearing up The Albert.
And you let him go?! I can't believe you sometimes, Mick Carter!
-You need to get over to The Arches.
-He's not in a good place.
-Phil can fight his own battles.
He needs you, Shirl.
Smash the place up a bit, I told you! Break a few glasses!
You nearly killed her!
-You said there'd be someone on the door!
-Yeah, they got sent home!
-She attacked us!
You thought you'd give her a taste of her own medicine?
-Is that it, eh?!
-It's not our fault!
-Then whose fault is it, you mug?!
YOU! You did this!
Phil, stop it! He's not worth it!
-What about our money?!
-No! We did our job! You pay us now!
All right, all right! You come back at four o'clock, all right?
You'll get your damn money! I need to sort him out first, just go!
What the hell were you thinking?! Ain't you in enough trouble?!
And it's not just the physical scars, you know.
A trauma like that...it can take months, years even to get over.
-Your husband. He's not at the shop.
-He's out on a job. Can I help?
My dad's got enough on his plate, without you lot hassling him.
I'm sure there's some kind of mistake...
No, he was out there this morning. Hounding him for cash.
That doesn't sound right.
You just tell him, next time he's got a problem, talk to me. OK?
Of course. And I'm very sorry.
You know, we were going to have to pay the bill at some point,
you know, Peter. Mr Coker's only doing his job.
-Yeah, I know, I just hate seeing Dad so stressed.
It takes a lot out of you, doesn't it?
Having other people to worry about.
You look tired.
-Lexi kept us up all night.
-And that's all it was?
Sharon was lucky.
-They got to her in time...
Listen, why don't you treat yourselves to a night off
and I'll look after Lexi for you.
-I can't ask you to do that.
-Well, you're not. I'm offering.
-Are you sure?
-I could do with some adult company for a change.
We saw the door open...
Just wondered if we could do anything to help.
No, you're all right.
Just look at the state of it.
What happened to the police?
I think they finished up about an hour ago.
I expect they'll want you to do some sort of a line-up.
Assuming you got a good look at 'em.
Well - come on. Tall, short,
-fat, thin...? What do you remember?
They were tall, I think.
-Well, that's a start.
-What about an accent?
Yeah, maybe. I don't know.
Immigrants, I bet.
We let 'em in to our country and how do they repay us?
By robbing us blind, thank you very much.
Yeah, well not everyone's as racist in their thinking
as your grandad, are they?
-What're you doing here?
-Your mum thought we could lend a hand.
She's over at the Minute Mart buying some bleach.
You know how she likes to busy herself.
Why does she always have to interfere, though?
She's just looking out for you, that's all.
Well, you going to stay and help? It was your idea, after all.
Nah, you're all right.
Your cousin could do with some help in his salon.
I better go an' all. Assuming Dot ain't given me the sack.
You're not helping, old man.
Go on...jog on.
It's too soon to tell.
Why did you do it, Phil?
I mean, most blokes...they give the silent treatment or
get their leg over on the side.
-I mean, but you...?!
-I just wanted to teach her a lesson.
By getting someone to beat the living daylights out of her?
The bouncers were supposed to see them off.
Look, all I wanted them to do was to scare her a bit, you know.
-Cause a bit of a scene.
Because I was fed up of getting pushed out, that's why.
I mean, I bankrolled that place. I made it happen.
I should have a say on how it's run.
Sharon...she might know how to run a bar. But security,
who to put on the door, stuff like that... That's my world.
Pity the woman that stands up to you, then!
-They could've killed her, Phil.
-Yes, don't you think I know that? Eh?
Every time I look at little Denny's face I feel sick,
I feel like someone's stuck a knife in my guts.
And now I just... I don't know what to do, Shirley...
-Then we sort it.
-Well, those two runts from earlier, I take it they're illegal.
-That's a start.
Come on, Phil.
You've got yourself out of bigger holes than this before.
And what if Sharon finds out?
That's not going to happen. Cos you and me, we're going to sort this. Together.
What're you doing later?
Probably going to eat some cold pizza in front of the TV...
Just like I did last night.
What are you grinning at me for?
-Because I'm taking you out.
Yeah, Dad and Denise are going to baby-sit.
Yeah, I don't know about that.
What're you doing?
I was about to take that to the bank.
It's my money, I'll take it as and when I need it.
What am I supposed to do for change?
If this is about Les, I spoke to Pam and she...
-You reckon you might have a job for me here?
-You've got a job.
-I don't think Sharon's going to want me back.
-After saving her life?
-I'd expect a promotion at least.
-So when do you open up?
-Next week, hopefully.
-How come none of the sinks are plumbed in yet?
Well, I haven't got round to it yet.
Well, isn't that one of the first things you'd do?
And there's still no electricity.
What's it gotta do with you? You a tradesman(?)
-No, it's just a question.
There's still a lot to sort out. Listen. You don't have to stay here.
I can do the rest myself.
Beats having yet ANOTHER row with my mum, don't it?
I know she does your nut in, but she's your mum, she's supposed to.
You're lucky to have her.
Well, hopefully that's one less thing for Sharon to worry about.
Then again...if I was her, I'd think about giving the place
I mean, half of that stuff looks like it's come from a jumble sale.
And don't even get me started on the plastic stags. ..Johnny!
-Maybe he's not back yet.
-I'll call his mobile.
Just leave him, will you?
L, I've told you a million times.
-Please... Let the boy grow up.
If he wants to front this out,
it's his choice, it's not ours. OK?
Aw, she seems to love it up there in Bobby's room.
-Oh, we're looking after Lexi for the night.
-That's if you're up to it.
-She doesn't have to stay here...
-No, no. It's fine. Isn't it, Ian?
-We've got everything you'll need.
-I can see...
And this is her giraffe...
So that means that you two can go off and have your fun.
Are you sure you're going to be all right?
-Yes, I think we can manage between the pair of us.
-Yes, got it.
-Thank you. See ya...
That money you took earlier.
-Yeah, it's all sorted.
-So you paid Les in full?
-I said I would, didn't I?
-You've just missed him.
-How're you getting on?
-You're just in time, actually.
-The grand unveiling.
-That takes me back.
-What? To when you had hair?
Try it out for size.
-Yeah, I could get used to this.
Paying customers only.
Well, you'll be seeing a lot more of me once this place is up and running.
-Is that right?
-Mm. I've got to keep an eye on my investment.
My mate Jimmy rang earlier.
-He's the fella who was going to sort out your shop sign.
He still hasn't heard from you.
-That's because I wanted to talk to you first.
-You'll think it's silly...
-Well, try me.
Been racking my brain trying to think of a name for this place
-and all of a sudden it hit me.
-Well, come on. Spit it out.
You don't have to do that.
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you.
Well, in that case I'd be honoured.
Is that a tear I see?
-Oh, don't be stupid.
-Aw! You're an old softie really, aren't you?
I ought to knock you into the middle of next week.
Yeah? Well, I'd like to see you try!
I'm proud of you.
I'll leave you to it.
The final delivery arrives tomorrow.
I want cash.
Why're we just sat here?
Cos you don't wanna be there when Border Control turn up at your door.
-Anonymous tip-off, apparently.
Two undesirables lurking around The Arches.
What can I say? I learnt from the best.
What time is it?
Just gone quarter past.
-I need to get back to the hospital.
-Phil, you had a look at yourself?
You need to go home, have a shower, and I'll sort you out a clean shirt.
-You don't have to do this.
-Yeah, I do.
Just one little, tiny mouthful for your Auntie D... Come on!
I don't know why Auntie D's bothering.
If she's not hungry, she won't eat.
Lucy was exactly the same at that age.
All right, what do YOU suggest then?
I'll have a go.
I did have two kids of my own, you know. Neither of which starved.
What we got?
Aw! Look at that, that's my favourite, that is.
That smells lovely, doesn't it?
Look, this is like a spade digging in the garden.
Look at the wiggly worms. Awww!
Shall I have some and you have some?
I'll tell you what, let's pretend it's big rocket...
And it's all the way over here.
Since when did you know one end of an ironing board from another, eh?
I'm full of surprises, me.
You can say that again.
Do you need a hand with anything?
-You can make a start on those empties.
-Any news of an arrest?
They'll be long gone, I expect.
-Makes you wonder if Phil Mitchell's got a price on his head.
-It's all right, Mick. Something you want to say?
No, I want to hear what Cora's got to say.
I just can't think why anyone would want to hurt Sharon.
He ain't exactly known for his philanthropic endeavours, is he?
-Johnny was there, weren't you?
-Do we have to keep dragging this up?
-The boy saw nothing.
-I still don't get it.
-You say he was cashing up and couldn't hear nothing.
You saw all that broken glass. I mean, what is he,
-stone deaf or something?
-He wouldn't have left Sharon on her own. All right?
-The thing is...
No, no, it's all right, Johnny. I've got this.
So he hid upstairs out of harm's way. And do you know why?
Because he's got his head screwed on, that's why.
If he'd gone charging in, who would have raised the alarm, eh?
Who would have called the ambulance and waited with Sharon
until the police arrived? So he didn't go in there all guns blazing.
And I for one am glad he didn't! Cos it wouldn't just be Sharon lying in
intensive care! So if any of you have anything you want to
say in the future, you can say it to me, all right?!
-You just can't help yourself, can you?
-What're you talking about?
-I can speak for myself, I don't need you to do it for me.
What did I say to you?
-Les has got something he'd like to say to you.
-Before you do...
I just want to say I'm sorry for having a go at you earlier.
I know your husband was just doing his job.
Well, perhaps I came across a little heavy-handed.
What Les is trying to say is that we know your father has had
a difficult couple of months.
I think therefore it's only right we give him
a little extra time to settle any outstanding debts.
But he's already paid them.
I haven't seen your father since this morning, Mr Beale.
Why do you do it, eh?
-Iron my shirts,
sit there handing out advice.
-If it was me, I'd...
Listen to me,
I'm so wrapped up in myself I forgot to ask you how you're doing.
Don't worry about me.
Have you decided what you're going to say to Mick?
I don't want to talk about it.
Sometimes you just gotta say the thing that scares you the most...
He's your boy, Shirl.
No, he's not. Not any more.
He might find it hard at first,
but given time...he'd realise just how lucky he is to have you.
You know, if you weren't here, Shirl, I don't know what I'd do...
I really don't. PHONE RINGS
-I'll get it!
-And if there's anything you want - anything at all...
..you just tell me, yeah?
I love you.
Not now, Jay.
It's the hospital.
Sharon's been rushed into theatre.
You know Mum was right about it being best
that you didn't confront them.
Well, let's face it, you're no Jason Statham.
Right, yous two, what you doing? You helping your cousin or not?
Dean? You've still got a mirror in the hallway when you're done.
It's next on my list, Mick.
I...I was thinking about going to see Sharon later.
Get in there before the vultures start circling.
What do you think?
We can tell her together...
Strength in numbers and all that.
So you can put words in my mouth, you mean?
-What is it? What's happened?
-Don't worry. It's good news.
We managed to locate Mrs Rickman's bleed and stop it.
She's been nice and stable since.
Is she going to be all right?
Your partner is a very lucky woman, Mr Mitchell.
The outcome could have been very different.
Hiya. Thanks for having her. How was she?
Yeah, barely got a wink of...
She slept right through.
She's been a little angel, actually.
Her table manners leave a lot to be desired.
Right. Those wine gums aren't going to price themselves, so... See you.
I've been meaning to ask...
Did you get a receipt for the Cokers' bill?
Yes, at the restaurant, amongst the invoices.
Well, don't you think we should keep that stuff
-all together in one place?
-Peter, what is all this?
I've got to go... I've got to meet a supplier at half past.
How're you feeling?
Last thing I...
I remember, I was in the bar.
And the sirens.
It's OK, Sharon. Ronnie's taken him to school.
I told him that you had a little bump on the head
but it was nothing to worry about, OK?
-I want him here.
-Yeah, all right, all right.
I'll pick him up and bring him over this afternoon.
Do you remember anything about what happened?
Not now, Rox, all right?
I was about to cash up, and...
..I heard a smash.
You don't have to think about this now, OK?
I tried to stop them.
-Rox, will you get her some water, please?
I thought they were going to kill me, Phil.
I remember lying there thinking, "This is it.
"Who's going to look after my boys now?"
I'm sorry, Sharon. I'm so sorry.
It's not your fault.
I was the one who sent the bouncers packing.
What about Johnny?
Johnny was with me.
He's fine, all right?
Now, stop thinking about what's happened
and you just...you just focus on getting better.
Cos it's over.
-KNOCK ON DOOR
I'm DS Bain.
We're, uh, investigating the break-in at your bar.
Do you mind if we ask you a couple of questions?
Who you texting?
-Mind your own business.
-It's a bloke, isn't it?
-I'm not having this conversation.
-Do I know him?
-Tina, just go away, will you?
-Does he live around here?
I can't hear you.
He ain't that delivery man with the dodgy eye, is it?
I swear, Tina. I'm going to smack you in a minute.
Oh, come on, Shirl. I might've got off the horse,
-but I still know what it's like to be in the saddle.
I thought he was still with Sharon...
Nothing gets past you, does it, Sherlock?
What are you going to do?
Curl up and die.
If you break that, we might as well pack up now.
I never had you down as the superstitious type.
A gypsy put a curse on me once.
All because I wouldn't buy any pegs.
I swear, until that day, my hair had a natural kink in it.
You don't want to keep Sharon waiting, babe, do you?
I thought Johnny might've changed his mind.
Just give him some time, yeah?
You two boys play nicely, now.
She's a good girl, Linda.
You know what, Dean? She's perfect.
When she's not driving me insane.
Before we do that, there's something I want to say to you.
I know me and you didn't get off to the best of starts.
It was a lucky punch.
Still hurt, though.
I just want to thank you for taking Johnny under your wing yesterday.
Cos I know him and Nancy have enjoyed having you around, and...
Well, your grandad, he's bowling about giving it the big,
and thinking he's Nicky Clarke.
What about you, Mick?
You pleased I'm back?
let's not get too carried away, eh?
Right, come on, then.
They were smashing my bar in.
I thought it was going to be me next.
Do we have to do this now? She's just come out of surgery.
And then what happened?
I don't know.
I remember my...
my head smashing the bar on the way down.
Did you get a look at the suspects? Can you describe them?
It happened so quickly.
I know this is very difficult for you, Mrs Rickman,
but even the smallest detail might be very useful.
What were they wearing?
I don't remember.
Did they have an accent?
An item of jewellery you might recognise again?
A tattoo, perhaps?
OK, look, do you not think she's upset enough?
Does she really have to relive it all again?
-Right that's it, I want you out of here.
We're just trying to establish what happened, Mr Mitchell.
You either leave, or I throw you out. What do you want, eh?
Perhaps we could continue this conversation another day?
What if they come back?
Sharon, that ain't going to happen.
-What if they try and finish what they started?
Sorry, is this a bad time?
No, as long as you're quick.
It's just, Lexi wanted to give her uncle this.
It's just a little thank-you card for letting her stay last night.
Ian, I know me and you have had our differences in the past, but...
That's an understatement.
But, I actually think you and Denise are well all right.
I mean, Pops reckons that you was punching
way above your weight when you bagged her.
-Oh, did he now?
But I actually think you two are quite good together, you know?
So, come on then, give me the details. When's the big day?
We're not quite there yet.
There's a lot to sort out, ain't there?
Ah, that sounds like an excuse to me.
And then there's Peter.
Ian, Peter just wants you to be happy, you know?
Right, I better be off.
If you ever need a baby-sitter,
you know where to find us.
You're lucky that copper didn't arrest you.
Just...just go home, Rox.
I don't get you.
I've put a call out. I've got people looking for those scumbags,
and what're you doing?
Have you seen the state of her? They could've killed her, Phil.
And here you are acting like nothing's happened.
just go home.
Get off me! Nancy, stop it!
Tina, get off!
What're you doing?
Giving him a number-one.
It's not a toy.
You lot don't have to stick around, you know?
-Yeah, we do.
-Grandad's paying us.
Paying you? What are you talking about?
-This is my salon.
Do me a favour, I need all the stuff at the Vic
-brought over here by this afternoon.
-What's the hurry?
Just because I don't need your old man chewing my ear off
about clogging his hallway up.
Oh, you're so pretty you are, you're so pretty!
Get off me, Tina!
You sure you ain't adopted?
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
Yeah...I'll be there for the van at 5:00.
Talk of the devil.
I was just wondering where you'd got to.
I just had to make a phone call, that's all.
I don't want you getting involved in this.
-Please leave it with the police.
After everything they've done to me,
-I couldn't bear it if they hurt you.
It's criminal what they're charging for that car park.
£3 an hour!
God forbid I was in here for major surgery.
You can go if you like.
I'm fine. Honest.
Aw, he's like a big bear, isn't he?
No woman needs to worry when you're around, eh?
So, come on. Enough of that front.
You must have been terrified.
Come here. Oh, sweetheart.
Oh! So THAT'S what my lino looks like.
Johnny, before you go...
Your mother...she's just looking out for you. You know that, don't you?
Don't get me wrong, the bird goes in like a bulldozer,
but her heart is in the right place.
Why do you always have to defend her?
Because...someone has to.
-You want us to treat you like an adult.
-Yeah, yeah, I do.
And yet when it comes to finding Sharon,
-you let your mother go.
-I didn't ask her to, did I?
I know, I know.
It's just, you can't have it both ways, son.
You know that's the first time I've cried in five years?
I know, baby, I know.
50 years of hurt. 50 poxy years.
Far as I'm concerned, summer's over.
If that Suarez comes in this boozer, you tell him he's barred.
To be fair, he's a proper player. Just a shame he looks like a horse.
Anyway, that's it. I'm hanging up my scarf.
You mean until the Euros, don't you, Pop?
I'm going to give England one last chance...
and then it's over between us.
You're not getting broody, are you?
That ship sailed a long time ago, believe me.
Yeah, that's what my mum said.
And then nine months later out popped Kamil.
You all right?
Why aren't you at the restaurant?
-I took the afternoon off.
-Is it VAT day?
No, I thought we could spend some time together.
That's if Shabnam don't mind.
Who am I to stand in the way of true love?
Doing what exactly?
There's a wedding fair in Kent. Thought we could go.
Sounds like a guilty conscience to me.
I can't just, you know, leave the shop.
Oh, come on. When was the last time we spent some proper time together?
A wedding fair?
Yeah. I'll pick you up from the house at 2:00.
OK. Come on, out with it.
What have you done?
Look, not a peep out of you all day yesterday.
And then today...
Let's just say someone's reminded me what's important.
-So, Dean's at the salon.
Well, I know he'd love to see you.
Well, he said that, did he?
You never know.
He might be able to sort that mop out of yours.
Did you get my text?
My phone was switched off.
Yeah, she's through the worst.
I need a shower.
This ain't fair, Phil.
Keeping me hanging like this.
A bit shaken, but over the worst of it.
He wasn't hurt?
Just a few scratches.
You know it was him who raised the alarm, don't you?
Lord knows how long you'd have been laying there
if he hadn't acted so quickly.
He's a good kid.
I just wish...
It doesn't matter.
You've started now.
Well, Johnny's one of the reasons I had to send the bouncers home.
It wasn't his fault, Linda.
You know, he wasn't to know
they shouldn't have been drinking on the job.
Of course he shouldn't.
He's there to run the bar. Not manage your door.
Yeah, you're right.
I've only got myself to blame.
Good news. We're ready to move you to the general ward.
Oh, you hear that? You're practically good to go.
I wouldn't say that, exactly.
Mrs Rickman sustained some significant injuries.
Linda's boy raised the alarm.
If it wasn't for him,
I don't think I'd be here today.
So, are we just going to sit here?
I don't know what to say.
How about "I love you too, Shirl."
-Don't give me that flannel.
I love Sharon, don't I?
You put her in hospital, Phil. That's not love.
Why can't we just stay as we are?
Because I'm sick of spending my life in somebody else's shadow.
You and me, Phil...
We're from the same cloth.
We understand each other.
I'm putting myself on the line here.
The least you can do is meet me halfway.
What do you want me to say?
That there's something worth fighting for here.
So, what will it be?
You know I care about you.
You care about a dog, Phil.
This is... It's just the wrong, wrong time.
Well, when's the right time?
It's just three little words.
Why can't you just say them?
Don't, don't, no...
I can't do this, Shirley. Not now.
Well, I'm not going to let you leave.
-Where you off to?
-Oh, your dad's taking me to a wedding fair.
But maybe thinking about it, it's probably best we just...
We can go another day.
I don't mind. Honestly.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I want you to be happy.
-All right, ready, love?
-All right, son?
Are you sure this is what you want?
I said so, didn't I?
So we're going to set a date, then?
You name it. I'll be there.
CAR ENGINE FALTERS
Excuse me, I've just given Tina a bit of a cut and finish.
See what you think.
Have I got the job?
That is mental.
Good look, that. The old Ken Dodd look!
Right, I think this calls for something bubbly.
Oi, hold up! Oi, is that mine?
-Well, I couldn't afford the good stuff.
Right, what would you do for Mick's hair, Dean?
Something's got to drag him out of the '90s.
There's nothing wrong with my canister.
-You know, he used to have curtains.
He did! With blonde bits at the front. He made me use Sun-In!
Yeah, all right, all right.
Nance, ever need a reason not to take drugs,
just have a pipe at your Auntie Tina. Look at the state of her.
-Well, I suppose I should say a few words.
-Oh, here we go.
-To pretty boy.
-Well done, Dean.
Yeah, he's a chip off the old block, all right.
As much as I'm enjoying this positive reinforcement,
you have to go. I need to close up.
We've got all this stuff to unpack first.
And I've got a supplier to meet in town.
Oh, what. Blonde, Essex, suitcase full of shampoo.
Something like that.
That's my boy.
-See you later!
-Will we see you later?
Come on, soppy. Can't you see he's on a promise?
HE LOCKS THE DOOR
Your mum came in earlier.
She told me how you raised the alarm.
I've got a lot to thank you for, by all accounts.
No, you ain't.
I hid upstairs.
What are you saying?
When those guys came in.
I was too scared to help you.
-But your mum said that you...
Johnny... Johnny, come back.
She's right, ain't she? What use am I to anyone?
I'm no use to anyone.
Well, I wouldn't say that.
You called the police, didn't you?
What more could you have done?
I should've helped you.
By doing what, Johnny?
It was over in a flash.
And as for your mum,
all she could do today was go on about how proud she was.
You know she'll never stop fighting your corner.
We missed you over at Dean's.
So did you talk to baldy?
You could say that.
-Something's happened, ain't it?
But he still likes you, yeah?
It's too late.
Ain't never too late.
Oh, come on.
Since when did Shirley Carter ever take "no" for an answer?
If you want him, go and get him.
At least we've been able to salvage something from today.
It's not quite what I had in mind, though.
Always reminds me of rainy days with the kids.
Lucy used to go and get all the board games out.
Monopoly, Risk, Cluedo... You name it, she'd grab it.
Here we go.
That's not a word.
-Of course it is.
-What's it mean?
Well, it's the opposite of punctual, ain't it?
Use it in a sentence.
Kim was always tinctual.
What's the matter?
Oh, Ian, sweetheart.
You're allowed to be happy, you know?
I'll look it up.
Listen, I'm really sorry but you've just missed Phil.
He's just left for the hospital a couple of minutes ago.
But I thought I might stick around cos Ronnie's got Amy.
So, you know, you never know if I could be some sort of help.
I think me and you need to have words.
-You all right?
I went and saw Sharon.
Your dad needs me downstairs, so...
Listen, I found that Friends box set.
That's if you're not too busy.
Well, I'll make a start on dinner, shall I?
How does sausages, spaghetti hoops and oven chips sound?
I never wanted to come back here in the first place.
So you thought you'd fleece an old man?
I needed the cash.
What else was I supposed to do?
You really are angry, aren't you?
I wanted to get out of Walford.
I wanted to get away from that woman.
So this is all about Shirley, is it?
-I don't fit into all of this.
The whole happy family thing. It's not me.
Oh, dear. Here we go again.
Poor Dean, abandoned by his mother.
Blames everyone except himself.
Look, I've seen you...
laughing with Linda.
Hanging out with your cousins.
Go on, admit it if you can.
You can't, can you?
Because no matter how angry you get with the world,
everyone needs to believe they belong to something.
And you're no exception.
You can find your stuff at my lock-up in Stratford.
The choice is yours, son.
Come here, sweetheart!
Oh, hello, darling.
Do you know what?
I think it's either get longer arms, or finally go to the opticians
and pick up them glasses.
-Yeah, in here.
-Yeah, in here, Peter.
-I can't see, you look.
-Is now a bad time?
-No, it's fine.
-Oh, no, I think we can interrupt this game
for just a few minutes, can't we, Ian?
Give Denise some time to come up with her latest three-letter triumph.
Look, it's just, I've got this coupon for McKlunky's. Family meal.
Yeah, she thought we could all go together.
Yeah, I thought it was a bad idea.
No, no. It's fine, I can do McKlunky's.
-Oh, and we were having such fun here.
I'll just go and freshen myself up.
Yeah, hold on, we can resume the game later.
I'll go and get my coat out the car.
Peter, did you see this?
Look, a little card Lexi...
What're you doing?
Peter, what are you doing?
My dad lied to me about paying Lucy's funeral bill.
Maybe he just didn't want to worry you.
Or maybe he thought you had too much on your plate.
Peter, you need to stop!
There we go.
-Yeah, fine, yeah.
-Yeah, yeah, fine.
Put them out.
How many of us are eating?
Make that six.
Mum? I need the loo.
It's just outside, mate. In the hall.
-See you in a minute.
-See you in a minute.
You must have had a right scare.
I've been so selfish, Phil.
Don't say that.
I put the bar before you and Denny.
-He's already lost one parent...
-Stop it, stop it.
Maybe I brought this on myself.
I'm getting too big for my boots, ain't I?
An event at The Albert takes a turn for the worse for Sharon and Johnny. As everything gets on top of Ian, an unlikely Walford resident comes to his aid. Phil is fraught after being given some devastating news.
Ian starts to panic when events come back to haunt him. Phil allows Shirley to take charge but ends up learning more than he expected to. Johnny is left humiliated by Linda's actions.
Shocked by Les' revelation, is Peter being lied to? Shirley forces Phil to reveal his true feelings, but what are they?
The Carters help Dean prepare the salon for its opening but what are his true intentions? After some home truths, Ian's attempt at spontaneity doesn't go to plan.