It is Billy's big day as the Olympic torch arrives in Walford, but his plans suddenly look to have gone up in smoke when he gets stuck on the Tube with the Vic football team.
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Apparently you're supposed to have pasta the night before a big race.
Do you reckon spaghetti hoops for lunch does the same thing?
MUSIC: THEME FROM "CHARIOTS OF FIRE"
-Whoa, whoa, what... What are you doing?
-You're supposed to be setting an example for the boys.
Yeah, sweetheart, in case you don't know, I am the manager. I've got to stay focused and alert, all right?
Yeah? Well, what's it going to look like, you waddling down the side of the pitch with a big pot belly?
-What? Look at me - what pot belly, eh?
-It's a good job I'll be there cheering you and the boys on, eh?
No, sweetheart, sorry, sweetheart.
You can't be at the match.
-What do you mean, why not? What's the matter with you? Have you forgotten?
Today's the day when officially the Olympics comes to Walford, all right?
So I'm going to move the Queen Vic outside.
That way I can milk this momentous occasion dry.
But I was looking forward to going to that match.
Kat, sweetheart, we could make a few bob here.
Think of all the thirsty punters, eh?
All queuing up for our finest ales.
Didn't want to go to the poxy match anyway.
It's called the kiss, right? I hold my torch out like that,
and wait for the fella behind me to pass on the flame.
Right, that's that sorted.
-Shall we make a move?
-Pops, tell them about your route.
-Oh yeah, yeah, right.
So, I start out on George Street, yeah?
Make my way onto Turpin Road, past the war memorial, and then out onto Bridge Street.
-I'll get it.
-I'll get it!
I do a quick lap of the Square, end up at the Vic, and that's where the next fella's waiting.
-Is that where you kiss him?
-Will you make the first move?
-Where he's been waiting all day to hold your torch?
This is serious, Rox.
There's going to be thousands of people watching me on that torch cam.
-Sorry, what is he doing here?
-I just wanted to give you this before your run later on.
Yeah? Well, clear off.
Stay where you are.
Have you seen that ankle bracelet?
One more run-in with the law, and she's locked up.
It weren't Jay's fault.
-You heard her. It weren't his fault.
-I don't care whose fault it is.
He's a bad influence.
-Anyway, have I shown you my tracksuit?
Bill, what's in that box?
These little beauties are my new trainers.
Got 'em cheap online.
But I'm not going to get 'em out yet, not till just before the race. I don't want to scuff 'em up.
-He thinks of everything, don't he?
I do. Talking of which, I'd better go and see Denise at the shop.
I think it's what they call a "PA" in the business.
Here, I've got a little something for you.
It's a little bit bitten-up
but it was one of George's favourites.
I love it.
Who'd have thought it, eh? Me flying the flag for the Mitchells.
Yep, the world has gone stark raving mad.
-Just try not to mess it up, eh?
I've waited my whole life for this day.
Nothing is going to go wrong. MOBILE RINGS
-See ya later.
-See ya later, Bill.
Yeah, I thought you'd forgotten...
I can't, cos Alfie's expecting me at the match.
All right, give me 20 minutes.
I don't need a babysitter, Pops.
What about your curfew?
I said I'm going to be good, and I will, all right?
Go on, then.
See you later.
Is this going to take long, Denise?
Only I've got a cut and blow-dry at quarter past.
Kim! Kim... If you wouldn't mind going and finding Billy, and tell him to get a shift on.
Do come to the Argee Bhajee.
Might I remind you that I'm the one that's paying your wages?
Power's gone to that woman's head. It's like working for the Gestapo.
And so, without further ado...
Er...on behalf of the Minute Mart Head Office,
I'd like to officially launch... Billy, if you wouldn't mind...
Our countdown clock,
which is counting down to the very second
that our Olympic torch arrives in Walford, so...
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Everybody, everybody, feel free to drop in and check out our pies and pastries.
Dee, just give it up. Just give it up.
-Oh, Lucy, Lucy...
-We're due at the cash and carry.
No, I just wanted to tell you that Linda's not been very well,
so Jane's had to fly out to Florida to see her.
-She did want to say happy birthday before she went.
-The phone's been playing up.
Yeah. Hey, you, are you enjoying your day?
-I feel sick.
Well, maybe I should take him off your hands for a while?
-Do you want to come and hang out with me at the salon?
-It's OK. We're doing just fine, aren't we, Bobby?
-Well, if you have any problems over the holidays or anything...
You will be the first person I call. Promise.
Oh. She appears to be missing a head.
-Some nice stuff in here.
Look at this!
1948 Olympic programme.
Now you're talking.
You've got to be kidding me.
This is going straight in my display cabinet.
The Mighty Sparrow. Oh, you old dog, you!
Oh. We've come for our share.
Yours is in the box.
-This a wind-up, isn't it, yeah?
We agreed I'd have first dibs.
What, so we're left with a pile of junk?
I've tried to be fair.
You've given us a jigsaw of the Shropshire Hills.
There's only seven pieces missing. I counted 'em myself.
You ain't going to get away with this.
I think I already have, don't you?
Procuring goods under false pretence. That is against the law.
Paddy, are you going to let them slander your wife like that?
She's making a mug of you, Paddy.
What can I say, son? Never hustle a hustler.
If I'd have known getting married
was going to ruffle so many feathers,
I'd have done it months ago.
My dear Cora, would you mind joining me for a dance?
Oh, come on, let us show these youngsters how it's done.
SHE CHUCKLES I've got a cabinet to fill.
Just the man.
Any chance of a lift to the hospital?
That would mean travelling out of my way, Bill.
So that would be a no, then.
What, you're not going?
-So, what am I supposed to say to Janine?
-Dunno. Sure you can improvise.
Now, I want you to treat her as if she was my daughter.
No hands where they shouldn't be, and I want her home by eight o'clock.
Is that understood?
You seen her over there?
Can't be more than 19 or 20.
-Good luck to him.
How are you?
Well, ain't you going to introduce us?
Would do, but she's a little bit shy.
Which is unusual, you know, for a pole dancer.
We're going to have all sorts walking those streets over the next few weeks.
So I think we should just do our best
to make sure that everyone's catered for.
So, right, come on, let's try it in Italian, here you are, go on.
Now let's try that with a smile.
You girls have been round the houses, right?
I mean, what is it? Five husbands between you?
Help me out here.
When me and Ray first got together, it used to be every night.
Oh, you mean EVERY night?
Yeah, and now I'm lucky if I get it, what, three, four times a week.
-You think he's going off me?
-I think you should be grateful for what you get.
Unless, of course, there's another woman involved.
-How else do you explain the lack of interest?
Kim! Just the girl I was looking for. Have you got five minutes?
Mate, I've got four beds to make up, a couple of Polish coming at four.
Look, the Olympics are coming to town, baby.
Yeah, don't I know it.
Look, let's have a drink later, yeah?
-You'll have to excuse my sister.
She's feeling a bit, you know, neglected.
Well, once a month would suit me.
Every quarter, even.
I'm not fussy. Ooh! You know what, I meant to tell you.
I've had to rearrange the rota just a little bit,
just to cover the shifts during the Games.
Er, hello? Are you going to buy this?
-I ain't decided yet.
-I'm not being funny, darlin',
-but you've been thumbing through that for the past three days.
-All right. I'm done.
Eh, Zee, here you go.
I think there's been a bit of a mistake.
It says I'm working here every night till 11.
Yeah. Yeah, well, head office have had to rearrange everything
and extend the hours during the Games, so...
You expect me to serve at night in here to drunks and degenerates?
Oh, Zee, Zee. It's a few weeks. It's not the end of the world.
And what if I say no?
Well, I suppose I'll just have to find someone
who's a little bit more accommodating, won't I?
How is she?
Oh, she's sleeping.
Er... You know, he's probably busy somewhere, isn't he?
-You know what he's like.
-I need him here, Billy.
Scarlett needs her dad.
Maybe you should have thought of that before changing the combination on the safe.
It's my money, and I can do what I want with it.
And if he wants access,
then he's going to have to try and gain my trust again.
Maybe it's a little bit late for that now.
Why? What are you talking about?
Janine, I feel like piggy in the middle. You say one thing, he says another.
-Please. No, don't tell me you told him the new combination?
-He's your husband!
-There I was thinking you were fighting my corner.
-How much did he give you, Billy? What, 500 quid?
-Or a grand...
-No, he never gave me nothing!
Look, all I want is an easy life.
You think I want to get involved in your little domestics?
The only person that's important here is this little one. Who cares how much money he's going through?
-Give me your keys.
-What? What for?
Oh no, come on, Janine.
Janine, I need this job.
Lola's due with her little one any day now.
Just answer me one thing.
Why did you even marry him?
Because I love him.
No, no, this ain't love.
This is toxic, that's what it is.
Are you sure you wouldn't rather be at the hospital?
No, I need to be here. Those shirts are a walking billboard for us, you know?
I need to protect the brand.
I'm just saying, Jack, that people are starting to talk.
-Is that right?
-Yeah. Let him have his fun, I said.
-That's very good of you, Derek.
-Well, it happens to us all eventually, doesn't it?
-This mid-life crisis that you're going through.
When you suddenly realise
that you're only one step away from the knacker's yard.
Right, for those of you that haven't heard,
I'm doing a charity abseil.
Starting up a trust fund for Baby George.
Just me, a bit of rope and down the side of the Vic.
So, come on, cough up.
Ooh, that's the stuff of fantasy, that is, Shirl.
I mean, you scaling the rooftops,
dressed in all that black leather gear.
-Second thoughts, I'll leave the bucket on the bar.
-Hey, all right, fellas?
-What can I get you?
-I'll get these. Seeing as I'm stuck in here all day.
-Nothing for me, thanks.
-Good lad, fasting. Got your mind on the game. Proud of you.
-Not coming to the match, Kat?
No, sadly, Mrs Moon here is masterminding our official Olympic launch, ain't you, darling?
-Mmm. Serving pints to sweaty tourists, more like.
-Well, that IS a shame.
-You know, couple of pompoms, little short skirt.
-Yeah. How else are we going to distract the other team?
That's a good idea. We could do with a stroke of luck.
-Can't you get someone else?
-No, we can't. Mrs Moon ain't coming out to party, OK?
Right, so, what are you having?
No, I'm just on my way over to the charity shop.
See how my old bits are selling.
Proper little diamond, ain't she? Mrs Trueman.
-Well, she's made a difficult week that little bit more bearable.
It's funny, though. Them two being married. I mean, you'd have thought they'd be living together.
That's her son-in-law over there. Max!
What do you make of Cora getting hitched again?
Yeah, happy days, yeah.
Tell him I'll throw in a donkey and all, yeah? Anything to get her off my hands.
Are you intending to buy anything, or just mess up my display?
I'll let you know, shall I?
Cora, Cora, Cora, look. Take a look at this.
It's a bit like the one you lost the other week.
Nothing like it.
Well, the pattern seems similar.
-Take a closer look now, man.
-Don't want to.
Tell you what, why don't I buy it for you?
It's my way of saying thank you.
For making me feel young again.
Hey, you never did tell me who gave it to you.
An old friend.
Were they special?
-Oh, will you two just get a room?
-Right, that's it. Out!
-Get a chair, Patrick.
It's all right, darling. It's all right.
You're just starting contractions, that's all.
-Your face, Grandma!
Empty your pockets.
Those shelves were full this morning.
-Now they're half-empty.
-Well, I ain't taken anything.
No, that's mine!
Patrick. Call the police.
Oh, come on, you've got it back. No harm done, huh?
You don't set foot in this shop again. Do you hear me?
Do you understand?
Cora, are you all right?
I tell you what, why don't I just tidy all this thing up.
Oh, just go!
Oh, I'm sorry.
I've got a splitting headache.
Here he is. My star player.
-Alfie, I think I'm going to have to bin it off.
-What are you talking about? You can't do that.
-I've got to be back here at eight at the latest to warm up.
-Whoa, when has Alfie Moon ever let you down?
-What about if I get injured, eh?
-There's a lot of people relying on these feet and this hand.
-What's the worst that could happen?
-Apparently they're nutters.
-Got kicked out of the league last year for aggravated assault.
-Oi! Keep that quiet... Billy, listen.
I'll wrap you in bubble wrap if I have to. Put the shirt on, I'm begging you. Come on!
-And the Gazette are going to be there?
All over it. They want to cover their Olympic hero on the pitch. Come on, Billy, I'm begging you.
-Well, I can't let the team down.
-Course you can't. I could kiss you, Billy Mitchell.
-No, don't. ALFIE LAUGHS
Have you told him that the only reason he's playing is so you can drum up a bit of free publicity?
-Not in so many words, no.
-Does Ray know you subbed him for Fozzie Bear yet?
-No. That's your job.
You're the manager. You sort it out.
-I expect Janet and William are really excited.
-Yeah. Honey's dropping them off later.
Apparently they've been making banners at school and everything.
Well, I'll be on that starting line, waving my little flag.
Right, come on, fellas, if you'd like to make your way out now.
Come on, Mrs Moon will be waiting here with a tray of beverages on our return. Let's go.
-Hardly seems fair, does it?
-Us stuck here while they have all the fun.
Tamwar, why haven't you opened yet?
Been open all day.
-Well, then make yourself busy, you know, do something. Do the accounts.
-I've done them already.
Let's just say everything's got a big fat minus in front of it.
Why can't this family catch a break, huh?
You know, I used to have dreams.
Now everyone looks at me as if I'm stupid.
That's not true.
Most of them are terrified of you.
I cannot let this place fail as well.
We've tried everything, OK?
We've tried all you can eat, home delivery...
-Two for one. I can't even give the food away, Mum.
Then we think of something else, don't we? You know, I've let things slide for too long.
How about, er...
Yes. Yes, yes, yes!
We get up before sunrise, and we cook for, er...taxi drivers,
for postmen, anybody who needs to eat.
-Everyone needs to eat, Mum.
-Yes, at that time of the morning.
-Doesn't Denise need you back at the shop?
-No! Forget about the damn shop!
I need to focus my energies on this place.
You can't be serious.
There's not even enough money to pay MY wages, Mum.
We need every penny we can get right now.
You're underage. Hop it.
Don't give a monkey's. Sling your hook.
She's not doing any harm, is she?
How long have you got to go?
She's due Saturday.
You can't decide when she's coming. She decides for you.
I want a word with you.
Will you pipe down, Grandma?
I've got a bill here for damage to my stock.
Well, I ain't got any money.
Tell that to the magistrate.
But they'll lock me up.
You should have thought of that before you went on a rampage.
Look at this. Broken Britain.
That's rich, coming from you.
"ASBO Granny." That's what they called you, didn't they?
Acting all high and mighty.
You want to remember where you come from, darlin'.
And you want to watch that mouth of yours. It's going to get you into trouble one of these days...
Hello, Mrs Trueman.
-Oh, she's not Mrs True...
What a surprise.
Patrick not about?
He's visiting his friend, Jim.
He'll be so sorry to have missed you.
I shouldn't worry about it. It's you I've come to see.
Shall we go somewhere a bit quieter?
Why did you do that?
Cos you and me ain't all that different.
I used to be a mouthy little brat, and all.
You're all right, you know.
Ha! For an old bird. Yeah, I get it.
I never said that.
You don't have to.
-You don't have to look in the mirror every day.
-Well, Pops reckons you're a right laugh.
-Shame not everyone agrees with that.
-Well, I reckon you still know how to have a good time.
Yeah, so do I.
Jean, you know how to mix a drink, don't you?
Oh, I'm up to Mojito in Alfie's cocktail book.
Except I ran out of mint, so I had to use parsley instead.
That's official, then.
Consider yourself temporary landlady of the Queen Vic.
Fellas, come on, can we switch the phones off?
I need your undivided attention here. Lads, please!
I promise I won't be any trouble. I'll just sit here and watch you work.
Don't drink that in the car, then.
MUSIC: "Breakn' A Sweat" by Skrillex
It would be churlish of me not to get into the spirit of things.
So stick me down for the graveyard shift.
But what about the drunks and degenerates?
I can handle your sister.
So how are you feeling?
-Were you really ill?
No, I was just hoping Dad might call to wish me a happy birthday.
Look, I tell you what.
You help me on the stall today,
and I'll treat you to the cinema tomorrow night.
But I thought we didn't have any money?
So I'll write myself an IOU.
Marie says you're setting up a stall outside for the torch run.
Yeah, it's a no-brainer. Why miss out on all that passing trade?
BOBBY SCREAMS IN PAIN
-I'm sorry, I slipped with the knife.
-It's just a scratch.
-Let's get you cleaned up, come here.
-No, no, it's OK. I can do that.
-Hold that on there.
Oh, this is ridiculous.
This is no place for a child.
Where are you taking him?
Er... Why don't you wait until the boys come back,
and then we can find out how they got on?
I'll find out later, won't I?
Well, where shall I say you've gone?
Just tell Alfie...
Do you know what, Jean? He might not even notice.
Hello, Queen Vic.
You been working in that shop long?
Just over six months.
Nice little escape, I bet.
I expect head office sleep easy,
knowing they've left their shop in capable hands.
Little do they know that their manageress is nothing...
but a glorified grave robber.
Making out like you're married.
Parasites, the pair of you!
SHE MAKES EXAGGERATED KISSING NOISES
I don't know what you've heard, Joy, but you're mistaken.
Now, if you'll excuse us.
We have commitments elsewhere.
Did you see that? I think she's after a bit more than just his bus pass.
Jean, who were you gassing with?
I'm sorry. I've got to go.
Jean, what's happened?
Oi, shall we get some chicken?
Yeah, when I've finished here, we can.
How do you stick this all day?
It's like, erm... Solving a big puzzle.
I love it, me.
When this one's popped out, I'm going to do a hairdressing course.
And how are you going to manage that with a baby?
I'll take her with me, won't...
Right, turn the engine on for me please, Lo.
Oh, not on the car. Not on the car, Lo!
You'll never guess who Patrick's copped off with.
Only Cora Cross.
What, old Scary Mary with the hair?
That basically makes me half Branning. I could live with that.
-Hello, my love! Can I have a double brandy, please?
-Yeah, two quid from Winston, and a dodgy fiver from my Nan.
-What, and that's it?
-Why don't you go behind the bar and take the money out of their change?
-I might have to at this rate.
-Don't let me stop you. There's a table out the back to be set up for outside.
-Where are you going?
-Free Woo Woos for a year. Take what you want.
Well, that was a show and a half, weren't it, eh?
-And what happened to Andrew, eh?
-Pie problems or something.
-OK, granted, it wasn't one of our better games, all right.
One of our better games? You leaving our best striker on the bench didn't help, did it, Alf?
Made us look like a right bunch of Muppets.
-They were meatheads.
-Yeah, I nicked three of them when I was in uniform.
-There were some dirty tackles, Derek.
-Pansies, the lot of you. No offence, Syed.
-Eh, did I tell you all about my route?
-Three times, man.
-And the kiss? That's Olympic speak for the handover.
-Will you stop banging on about that flaming torch?
-Derek, let Billy have his moment.
-It's all right, Alfie. Just jealous, ain't he?
Be home soon enough. 57 minutes and counting.
-I'll tell you where you went wrong.
-Go on, enlighten us.
-These two clowns over here.
-Hiding most of the game.
Hiding at the back like a pair of girls.
No offence, Syed.
I make him right, to be fair, Jack.
Well, is it any wonder with him giving it the large from the touchline?
-Whoa, whoa, whoa!
-Lads, play nicely, OK?
If you didn't spend so much time chasing skirt
and a bit more time concentrating on the job, we wouldn't have been in that mess.
-Oi, what exactly is your problem?
-I just don't like seeing my little brother make a fool of himself.
At least I'm getting some action. Closest thing you've got to a bird lately
is rubbing up that Rose in the chippy place.
THEY ALL LAUGH
-You can shut your noise for a start. There's plenty I could say about you.
-All right, calm down.
-Told Tanya lately, have you?
-Told her what?
-Shut up, yeah?
-All right, time out, lads, OK?
-He never played football as a kid, did he?
-No, he had a club foot.
-No! I didn't have a club foot, I had fallen arches.
No, no, no, you had special heels in the back of your shoes.
They were corrective shoes, and I only wore 'em for six months!
THEY SHOUT AND CHEER
ALARM RINGS, BRAKES SQUEAL
What have you done?
OK, so there is two large fries. And six chicken wings. All right?
-Don't forget my ribs.
-Don't forget the ribs.
Oi... Have you seen Derek's car?
-Can you just give me my chicken, please!
-Yeah, yeah. Yep, yep, yep, OK.
-There you go, all right?
-Where are you going?
-Pops' big day, innit? I've got to get a seat at the front.
SHE GASPS You all right?
It ain't supposed to happen yet!
What weren't supposed to happen yet?
I'm having a baby!
He's cutting it a bit fine, though, ain't he?
You think I should offer to step in?
Let's not write him off just yet, shall we?
-21 minutes and counting.
'No mate, it wasn't really a fight.'
More of a skirmish. Handbags-at-dawn-type thing.
The thing is, we're really passionate about the game.
And today was just a little bit disappointing.
-A bit of an embarrassment, more like.
-I'm sorry, boys.
-This is all my fault, isn't it?
-Any chance of maybe overlooking it? Could be a few pints in it for you.
-Ain't going anywhere, are we?
'The signal's now on red. I've got to wait until we're given permission to proceed.'
How long's that going to be?
'Could be five minutes. Could be three hours.'
-I don't believe this!
-Sorry, that was Billy.
-Billy Mitchell. You may have heard of him. Cos in about, um...
In about 20 minutes, see,
he's going to be running down Bridge Street waving a torch.
If he doesn't make it, might as well just cancel the Olympics.
Yeah. So why don't you stop spoiling things for everyone
and get this train moving?!
Yeah, well done, Billy(!) That's done it.
-Well done, Billy.
SHE GASPS AND MOANS
-You ain't at the poxy zoo.
-What shall we do?
-Make it stop!
I don't think she's waiting for anyone.
She's waited nine months. Another half hour won't hurt her.
Just a bit of belly-ache. I'll be all right in a minute.
-I'm going phone an ambulance.
-No, you can't!
-Listen, just do it, yeah?
-You don't know what they're like, Fats.
They all stick together, don't they? Social workers. Hospital.
This is the second time I've missed curfew. They'll take her.
Just let 'em try. Don't phone an ambulance. All right?
-But we can't do it on our own.
-D'you know what?
It's like giblets, innit? You just grab hold and just pull.
-I'm going to go get some blankets.
-All right. What shall I do?
-Boil some water.
-We're having ourselves a baby.
All right, all right, cool.
I think Denise might have seen our little exchange back then.
Anything to get Joy off the scent.
Why? What did you think it was?
-Who cares what she saw? We're friends, aren't we?
-That's settled then.
-It's an emergency.
-I'll pay you later.
-Not on my watch you won't.
I told you it was just a bit of belly-ache.
-Just take a sip of that, all right.
-Here you are, I've got 'em.
-What do we need 'em for, anyway?
-They use em in the films, don't they?
Nicking out a charity shop! Oh, here we go. We're back to this again?
-False alarm, everybody.
-This ain't some wind-up, Cora.
-Her waters have broke and everything.
-All over Derek Branning's car, as well.
-I want to be out there watching my pops.
-How far between contractions?
-About three minutes.
-Sort those blankets out.
Please tell me what I can do to make this stop?
It don't work like that, darling.
Pops has been waiting his whole life for today!
-I'm sure Billy will understand.
-So let's get you relaxed, eh?
No, no, it's not coming out! I'll cross my legs if I have to!
-Mum's worried about you.
-Well, I've already told her.
-We're doing just fine. Aren't we, Bobby?
I'm looking for an Ian Beale.
Never heard of him.
-He owns the cafe across the Square, doesn't he?
Yeah, well, he comes and goes. You know how it is.
-When did you last see him?
-Couldn't tell you.
-If you happen to bump into him...
-Which I won't.
Ah. There she is.
-My sister from another mother.
-Leave it out, Kim.
I always fancied having a sister I could swap clothes with. You know?
I'm High Street and Dee's more Bridge Street.
-What's she on about?
-You'll just have to ignore her, Tanya.
She's been on the Olympic punch since breakfast.
You just couldn't help yourself, could you?
-Are you talking to me?
-Making out you were doing it for Jane?
You know what? If Bobby gets taken away, I'm holding you responsible.
What did I do?
Oi, has anyone see Billy?
Not since he left for the match.
Finally a Mitchell to be proud of, and he goes and messes it up.
-They're screaming blue murder for him down at the starting point.
-Give us a hand with some stuff, will you?
-Is Alfie back yet?
If he was, I wouldn't be lugging around 30 jars of Woo Woo, would I?
-Get Mo to do it.
-Kat's asked her to keep an eye on Tommy.
Come on, I'm here to enjoy myself.
-You're supposed to be Alfie's mate.
-Yeah, I am.
-So what's the problem?
-You know what?
-I think it's got something to do with Kat.
-Why do you say that?
One minute she's doing a double shift, and the next,
her name's scribbled off the rota. With a felt-tip pen.
All right! Just get back to doing whatever it is you're doing!
Wash my face, quick splash of aftershave,
one minute. Tracksuit and trainers on...
That'll be two minutes, tops. Last check of me barnet.
-Keys, camera, ID...
-And here he comes. Ready on the outside.
And it's our little hero, Billy Mitchell.
And oh, my goodness, he's fallen at the last!
Whitney's going to kill me.
-We're supposed to have shepherd's pie for dinner.
What? We always have Shepherd's pie on a Monday.
-Walford's answer to George Best.
-Leave the boy alone. He's gone all domesticated now.
-Warms the cockles of my heart, that does.
-Yeah, you would say that.
-Meaning what, exactly?
-Come on, Alf.
-We all know who wears the trousers in your house.
-Oh, very funny.
I love the girl, don't I? That might be an alien concept
to some of you lot, but she's the Ying to my Yang.
-Don't tell me you've never been tempted?
All those years, all that talent behind the bar...
-Don't judge us by your own standards, Maxwell.
-Go on. You've got Kim.
-Roxy. I reckon Tracey's a bit of goer.
-I can vouch for that.
THEY ALL CHEER
Come on, Alfie. Surely one of them's caught your eye?
-I reckon it's Roxy.
-Nah, me and Roxy, we're just mates.
-I've seen the two of you together. There's chemistry.
Circling round each other like a couple of randy hippos.
Could've been something there. Some married bloke messed with her head.
I was just there for her when she needed me.
I was a shoulder to cry on. That's all. It was nothing.
'Ere mate, how much longer you going to keep us waiting?
-I'm losing the will to live here.
-What about you, Billy boy?
Who keeps your bed warm at night?
-Billy's got a little thing for our Jean.
-That's nice. That's lovely, eh?
-Two gentle souls finding comfort in each other's arms.
-I ain't interested in Jean, all right?
-Look how red you've gone!
-I used to be married to a model, don't forget!
As if I'd be interested in going with Jean!
-THEY ALL CHEER
-Jean's your lucky charm!
-How are we doing for time?
We're going to make it!
SHE GASPS AND MOANS You're barred.
-Mate, she ain't going nowhere, all right?
-Why? What's wrong with her?
-It's your filthy chicken!
-It's the baby, ain't it, you muppet!
-Now, I'm going to have to take a look down below.
-What, down there?
She ain't coming out any other way.
I don't even know you. I can't have you rummaging round my bits.
Believe me, darling,
there's plenty of other things I'd rather be doing on a Monday.
I was with Heather, you know?
Yeah, man, while she was shouting out George Michael's back catalogue,
I was helping myself to gas and air.
It makes you think - how fragile life can be.
-Jay? Come over here and hold her hand.
-Why hasn't she come out yet?
Because she wants to make you work for it.
That's it. I don't want it. Someone else can have her for me.
Just keep breathing.
You need to face up to your responsibilities, son.
No, no, no, we ain't together.
Knocked her up behind my granddaughter's back, did you?
-Listen, Cora, we ain't together.
-You think I'd be that desperate?
Jay! Don't leave me, Jay. Don't leave me.
What was all that about?
Some guy's sniffing around. Looked a bit official - like a social worker.
What, and you think I called him? Lucy, I'm on your side.
Well, Zainab reckons I can't cope. So why would you be any different?
Cos I know you're trying to do your best for Bobby.
What are you going to say to Jane?
There's no need to worry her while she's in Florida.
Look, darling, when I was ill, you know,
I shut myself off from the rest of the world.
-At first I didn't want any help...
-We don't need any help.
I just want things to go back to how they used to be.
Well, let's just find out who this man is,
shall we, and leave it at that.
No, you can't go in there!
This is the life, eh? No blokes hanging about.
-Where do you reckon they've got to?
-Who cares? Let's just enjoy it.
-Here, you got any of that Woo Woo going spare?
-Come on, fill your boots.
-I love the Olympics, me.
Especially those divers in their tight trunks.
I represented the county once, in the shot putt. 16 and under.
Kim, she was as wide as she was short.
So these torchbearers, right,
they're supposed to be inspirational people from the community, yeah?
-So why did they choose Billy Mitchell?
-Admin error, I expect.
You can knock Billy all you like, but he's a good dad to them kids.
He ain't running anywhere if he doesn't get here soon.
How long's he got?
-You reckon they're in some sort of bother?
-What, with Alfie in charge?
-This was supposed to be my special day.
Something to tell the family about
after a bit of a Sunday lunch.
"What did you do during the 2012 Olympics, Pops?"
-I spent the whole time in Pentonville Prison!
-Calm down, calm down.
Officer, just a scuffle, you know? No bones broken.
This man here, right, this man
is solely responsible for bringing the Olympic torch to Walford.
Now, are you going to deprive the great residents, our community,
the opportunity to witness a one-off event? Eh?
Can I take your name, please, sir?
Alfie, why don't you let me sort it?
I think you've done enough already, ain't you, mate?
Go be a hero. Go. Go on.
Sorry. 'Scuse. 'Scuse.
No, no, no...
Lola! Lola, are you in there?
Open up, please! Lo!
Pick up, pick up, pick up!
-No, don't answer it.
-He should be here.
-Not until he's lit the torch.
-Can't you keep her quiet?
I swear I'm going to come over there and lamp you in a second.
Don't be put off, ladies and gents.
Barbecue bucket, only four quid for the next hour. Yeah?
I never nicked that tiger, you know?
I think we've got bigger things to worry about.
And I'm really, really sorry about the display.
Me and Bobby, we're fine. I just let things slip a little.
Yeah. Sometimes I forget you and Lauren aren't kids any more.
Just promise me, if anything else... If you need... All right, I'm going!
KNOCK AT THE DOOR
Do you want me to get that?
-What if they try and take him?
-That's not going to happen.
-I'm looking for your husband.
He's taken himself off to Cornwall for a few days. On family business.
-Not so fast, Mrs Beale.
Morgan did Billy in show-and-tell.
-Yeah, been banging on about it for weeks.
-I made him this sticker.
-Did you? Lovely.
-I'd keep hold of that, if I were you.
How did you get on?
Not even a quick flash of Mount Olympus did the trick.
-So what did they say?
-Billy's got seven minutes.
What if he doesn't make it?
They got some bloke with a retriever on standby.
-Hev would have loved today.
-OK. This is a celebration, remember?
So come on. Who's up for sponsoring our Shirl for her charity abseil?
You're one brave girl, you know, Shirley. Stupid, more like.
-You said it.
-What!? Last time someone was on that roof, they fell to their death.
The boys are coming!
Get the banner, get the banner! Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go.
-Outside or inside?
-Out here, yeah.
Quick, quick, quick!
That's it, that's it...
-You got it?
Round, round, round!
It's like the boys coming home from the battlefield, ain't it?
There he is. There's my GI.
Don't keep us all in suspense!
Where'd you two get to?
I caught this one trying to get through the emergency exit.
Think you'll find that's the opposite.
-But I stopped him and told him to buy you lot a drink.
-Oh, there he is.
-Sorry, boys. Mix up with my steak and kidneys.
Girls, you ain't seen Kat anywhere, have you?
Yeah, she said she had to be somewhere. Left us holding the fort.
-Did she say where?
-No. Sorry, no-one's seen her.
Here, you checked for 666 on that kid's head?
-Three hours it's took me to get him off to sleep.
-Oh, shut up. Right.
-I'm going to make a move, I think.
-I think I'm going to go and check the gym out.
Seeing as though the kitchen's closed, I'm going to shoot off.
Derek, have a word with everyone. You can't leave Bill in his hour of need.
After that shambolic display this afternoon?
You're lucky we're not staging a coup, Alfred.
-Billy! Where the hell have you been?
-Has anyone seen Lola?
-There was trouble with Cora earlier.
-Has she been nicked again?
So let me get this straight, right? I've been sacked
and my grandaughter's been nicked. Where's Honey?
Oh, this is just perfect, innit?
I've got me two kids stuck at home watching me on the box.
I've got the Old Bill on my case and I can't even get into me poxy flat.
Is there anything else I've missed off?
Two failed marriages, for a start.
Billy, I can help you with one of those.
Cos left abandoned and unloved on the bench this evening.
-There you go, your key.
-Alfie...that ain't mine.
If it's not yours...
-who's lost a key?
-Five minutes, Bill.
OK. Here's the plan. We're going to have one more in here
and then go outside, line the streets and support Billy. All right?
Someone's not going home tonight. OK, what we having? Come on.
He's not here. So there's not much we can do about that.
If you're not prepared to pay in full, I'll have to recover goods to the same value.
-He's just a friend of Dad's, that's all. Go upstairs.
How about we pay off a little bit of the debt now, eh?
How much you got, Lucy?
-Just a twenty.
-20 - there you go.
Five. So that's 25.
Oh, come on! Better than a slap in the face, innit?
You've got 48 hours.
LOLA GROANS AND SOBS
Is it meant to hurt like that?
-This is just the start, son.
-I'm just going to step out...
-Now, fellas, I want you to take her under the arms. Hold her up.
Over there? OK, come on.
Now, after the next contraction,
I want you to pant...
..and I don't want you to push until I tell you to. All right?
-HE PANTS LOUDLY
-I'm talking to the mother!
-I can't do it!
-Course you can.
I can't even look after myself. How am I going to look after a baby?
-Maybe she's better off with someone else.
-Now you listen to me.
Don't you ever let anyone else tell you what to do. You hear me?
You're going to love this baby
and you're going fight for her with every bone in your body.
I want my Pops!
Oh, you are having a laugh.
Nice one, Pops(!)
Here we go.
Come on, everybody! Get your Olympic-sized drinks,
courtesy of the Queen Victoria - official sponsors of the 2012 Games.
And here to help me is my beautiful assistant, Roxanne Mitchell,
-gold medallist in the egg-and-spoon race.
-Oh, Alfie, I've missed this.
-Me too, Peroxide.
-Oh, hello, darling. Roxanne was just giving us a hand, that's all.
-I can see that.
-I'll go Alfie, it's fine.
-You stay and play happy families, darling.
-I'm here for fun.
-Bill! What are you doing?
You're supposed to be on George Street.
I thought Lola would have shown her face.
How long have you been waiting to do this? Come on, get down to that starting line and do Walford proud.
Go on, Billy, go, go, go!
THEY ALL CHEER
-All right? So, where did you get off to, then?
-Just a wild-goose chase.
Nothing worth losing sleep over.
What you gawping at?
It's supposed to be a party, ain't it? Aren't you going to join me?
SHE GROANS LOUDLY
I can't do it. Not with them staring at me.
Right, everybody out, now!
-I'll go and get Billy.
-Right behind you, bruv.
No, you can't!
-Not until he's done with the torch!
-Just bring him here.
Come on, darling, breathe!
One foot in front of the other. Think you can manage that, will you?
It's only a hundred metres, Phil. How hard can it be?
This is Billy we're talking about.
Hey, Billy, I bet Janet and William are watching you on the telly.
Ain't the same, though, is it?
Any chance of a picture with the torchbearer?
-Seeing as we're neighbours...
-Go on, Tamwar.
-I still don't understand why they chose you to represent us.
Come on, look at me. Former manageress of the post office.
-Esteemed member of the community...
-Twice divorced, serial bride,
checkout girl. The list goes on!
-You all set?
-I think so.
I think they take care of that one, Phil.
Billy. Billy, it's time!
Come on, Lola. Where are you?
You never know, Billy, she might surprise you.
Hey! You all right?
OK, guys. Just like that, please.
Hold them like that. Smile at the camera.
OK, Billy, if you could just hold it there for a second, please.
If you could stand to one side, please.
-Right, that's it. Are you ready, Billy?
-Let's go. Let's go.
SHOUTING AND CHEERING
-I'm a bit busy here, Patrick!
-And so is this.
Our very own Olympic god, Billy Mitchell!
Go on, Billy, one last push, Billy.
One last push. Go on.
-Come on, Billy!
-Not far now, Bill.
Hiya. If you could hold this higher for me, please.
Hold them like that. Smile for the camera.
If you could hold that to the side for me, please.
Good luck, darling.
Ready? Let's do it. Enjoy.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Billy Mitchell.
-39, single and open to offers.
-There's someone here who wants to congratulate you.
-Don't lose that!
I don't understand...
Three trains, two buses and a quick sprint down the dual carriageway!
You did all that for me?
-It's your special day, isn't it?
-Billy! It's Lola.
-What's she done now?
-She's about to drop, bruv!
I'm 72 years old. Do I look like a security threat to you?
-I wouldn't put it past you.
-Did you see him? Did you see my Pops?
Yeah, man. He was as proud as punch.
Come on, darling, now you gotta push.
I can't do it! Not without my Pops!
You don't have to. He's right here.
All right, all right.
Not so tight, darling.
This hand's famous now, ain't it?
Come on now, honey. Push.
That's the head.
Now, listen, at the next contraction,
I want you to give me the biggest push. OK?
You did it! You clever girl.
You're such a clever girl for me.
I am so, so proud of you.
Where is she? Where is she?
-Is she all right?
See for yourself.
Well done, Lo.
We did it, Pops.
I'll have these...
..for the lady.
You don't have to do that.
After what you did yesterday? I insist.
All I did was talk her through it.
You're something, you know.
Yeah, man, I like a lady who takes control.
You're gonna have to take her. She'll be back in a minute.
No, no, I feel like a fraud. I don't even know what I'm doing.
Get her head, right. That's it.
Just keep smiling. Everything'll be fine.
I don't want some social worker sticking her nose in.
-What if she thinks I ain't doing this right?
-All she needs to see
is that we're coping, OK? Everything'll be fine.
Sorry about that. Minor emergency.
-What kind of emergency?
-Nothing you need to worry about.
-You taking someone's kid away?
-That's something we try to avoid.
Right, well, can we finish up here, then?
Lola wants to get the baby home. You know, get her settled.
-I just need to make sure you're ready.
So you're feeling OK? Not overwhelmed?
Nah, nah, course she ain't. She's got me, ain't she?
Lola? You do seem a bit stressed.
That's because she's worried about her curfew.
You needn't worry about last night, you had a pretty good excuse.
I know, I just want to get her home now.
We'll need to keep a close eye on how you're coping.
-For the baby's sake.
-I'll make regular visits
-and put you in touch with a post-natal support group.
-Well, whatever it takes, eh?
And as you're the primary carer, I'll need to be kept updated
on any changes in your circumstances.
Any financial or personal stresses
that could impact on Lola and the baby.
Family issues, job loss, that kind of thing.
Right, I'll have a chat with my manager,
then let's see if the doctor's ready to discharge you.
Bobby, stay at the table.
I'm so bored.
Yeah, well, it's only a few hours, and Marie'll be here.
I want to finish my game.
You can finish it later.
-Haven't seen you in a while.
Been working. Late nights, you know how it is.
Avoiding your dad, you mean?
Bobby! Table. Now.
Sorry, it's just a nightmare to try and keep him occupied.
I can take him off your hands for a bit.
-Bobby, fancy a kick-about down the park?
-Yeah, course. No problem.
-I'll drop him back a little bit later on.
You can always make it up to me.
Bacon sarnie, for starters.
Come on, big man. Let's grab a ball.
I'll be back for that sandwich.
Hey, Bobby. You all right?
-How's his finger?
Right. Did you call Ian?
Yep, he's putting the money in my account.
-He got a loan off Gran.
-Great. Enough to cover the debt?
-All of it?
It's just, I can get hold of Jane if you need me to.
No, it's sorted.
She says it's OK. Stop hassling her.
-All right, just...let me know if it doesn't turn up.
Or if you need help with anything else.
-Yeah, thank you. We're fine.
We going on this shopping trip or what?
Yeah. See you later, Lucy.
Zainab. Wake up!
Yeah. In your sleep?
I was here till 11.
Then I stayed up all night making those fast boxes.
Fast boxes. Takeaway boxes for shift workers following Ramadan.
Dee, get her some chocolate.
When I'm tired, I smash a king size and I'm sorted.
No, it's Ramadan. She can't eat till it's dark.
Well, just nip out the back and turn off the light.
We won't say anything. This mouth is a vault.
Yeah, I ain't said nothing about Cora and Patrick, have I?
You be good for Grandma Carol, all right? Not too good, though.
We done a drawing for Scarlett's wall.
That's us, that's Michael, and you and Scarlett.
And what's that?
That's an alien spaceship.
-I told him not to put that in there.
The aliens want the babies. Or they're gonna kill everybody.
Yikes. Er, well, thank you.
Right, guys, go and wait over there
and I'll take you to Carol in a bit, all right?
How is she?
-We're just waiting for an update, the doctor's in there now, so...
Here you go. Flowers...
Lola's doing good.
Baby's really well, and that.
Not actually allowed flowers in here. Sorry.
Thing is, Janine, um, the social worker said
if there was any change in my circumstances,
there might be a bit of a problem. Like if I was to lose my job...
Are we really having this conversation?
I need to work, Janine. I got Lola and the baby to support.
-Get out, Billy.
-Can we talk about it later?
OK. I'm going.
How's that kid of yours?
Terrible when they're little, ain't it?
They're so vulnerable.
-Here's your sandwich. On the house.
I thought you might've done a runner.
Joey's been busy. Working for me.
-Got time for lunch with your old man?
-Oh, yeah, yeah.
-Bit of lunch. That'll fix everything.
-How about a drink later?
I thought you might've got the message by now, Derek. Give it up.
Terrible when they're grown up, ain't it?
They're so mouthy.
What did he say?
Um, he said that...
that they're gonna move her to a low dependency ward tomorrow.
And that she'll be there for a week or so,
then providing everything's OK, she'll be able to come home.
That's brilliant. That's great. She's gonna be home soon.
Careful what you wish for, eh?
I mean, all I wanted was her to be well.
But if she comes home, then I'm all she's got.
There's going to be no doctors, no special equipment. Just me.
You're gonna be great.
She's absolutely helpless.
I mean, what if something happens, Whit, and I'm there on my own?
You're not gonna be on your own. You've got Michael.
Janine, don't cry. You're gonna be OK. You're gonna be fine.
-Did you know anything about that?
But good for her, it's nice that she's getting some attention.
You think she'd have mentioned it to me, I mean... Oh, look.
Oh, there they are. Hello!
No, Mum, leave 'em alone.
Oh, look. They're lovely.
You know. Everything.
We should have you round for dinner.
-Have a catch-up.
Yeah, it's ages since we had a proper chat.
-Why, is something wrong?
-Oh, no, no. Nothing like that.
-You're invited too, Patrick. Obviously.
Yeah... So shall we say, what, seven o'clock, ours? Yeah?
Have we walked into the Twilight Zone?
I have scored a free dinner.
Yeah, man. It's working for me.
Oh, I'll drop these round to Billy's and I'll pick you up later.
I don't think this dinner's a good...
See you at seven! Yeah, man.
Bobby. What are you doing?
Hiding my stuff.
All right, Luce? Tell you what, he's pretty good with a football.
-Wore me right out.
-Bobby, can you stop that?
I'm hiding them from the man.
The one who just phoned.
He said if you don't pay him first thing tomorrow,
he's gonna take our stuff.
-He was just joking, Bob.
-We already sold all our DVDs.
Well, this time it's a wind-up, mate.
Honestly. People do it all the time.
Tell you what, I'll swear it to you on the secret handshake.
How about that? Hey?
Secret shake, come on.
Bobby, can you please just go upstairs?
You shouldn't lie to him. He's gonna find out sooner or later.
He's far too young to be worrying about bailiffs. You both are.
We don't have a choice.
I've scraped together all the cash I can find and it's still not enough.
Dad's dumped us right in it.
Yeah, well. Dads are overrated.
I'm never going to forgive him for this.
We'll figure something out.
You got a spare 500 quid?
I might be able to get it. Leave it with me, I'll sort it.
It's not your problem. You've done enough.
I said I'll sort it. All right?
Oh, look who it is, everybody,
our very own Olympic hero, Billy Mitchell!
Look at you, you made the front of the Gazette.
And your great-grandaughter. Hello, beautiful one.
Listen, when you get a chance, pop in the Vic.
I've got a surprise for you. And we get a chance to wet the baby's head.
-I think Lola should get used to...
-No, we got plenty of time for that.
-We'll see you later.
-drinks are on the house?
-Yeah, course they are. Catch you later.
We really should get her home, Lola.
No, I want to show her Walford first.
Hello, darling. You all right?
Yeah, I'm all right. Thanks for... you know, yesterday and that.
My eardrums still haven't recovered.
There's some flowers for you back at the flat, and this is for the bubba.
Sorry I doubted you.
Oh, beautiful. Beautiful.
You're gonna spoil that beautiful baby rotten, ain't you?
-Thanks a lot.
Hey. You lot are the talk of the Square.
Let's have a look. Let's have a look.
-Bit squashed, innit?
-Kim, babies are meant to look like that.
You must be so proud. Big job ahead - looking after these two.
-Hope you're ready.
-I have raised kids before.
I know, I'm sorry...
Look, I'm sorry, we're just... we're a bit tired, you know.
-Come on. Sorry.
You want to be a decent dad? Here's your chance.
I need 500 quid.
Well, I respect that. Straight to the point. Classic Branning trait.
-What's it for?
-I need somewhere to crash for a bit.
This better not be for that waitress.
Her name's Lucy. And no, it's not.
-You better not be telling me porkies...
-So can I have it or what?
Why don't you ask your pal Michael, eh?
Already have. I don't get paid till Friday.
Right, so let's get this straight - I offer you lunch,
then I offer you a drink, you turn your back.
So why should I do you a favour now?
-Cos you owe me.
-Oh, I owe you?
If you're going to make this a business transaction,
you better put something on the table, Son.
-Whatever you want.
Put a large one in there for me, please.
-And one for yourself. I'm feeling flush.
All right. Give me the money and I'll have a drink with you.
Nah. 50 quid a glass.
What? Scared you can't keep up?
Oh, I can keep up.
You can't play me that easy, Derek.
Good luck trying to raise that kind of money round here.
All right, you front the cash, last man standing takes it.
Do I get conversation?
Mm. While you can still talk.
What's your poison?
Tracey, love? Give this young man a double.
I won't be a tick.
Look, I don't know what's going on with you and Janine,
but she's a mess and she needs your help.
No, she doesn't. She made that very clear.
We both know what she's like, she never says what she means.
Her actions speak volumes.
Scarlett's out next week. She's gonna be OK.
Thanks for the update.
'Is that for real?'
I ordered it online.
The printer was supposed to leave it blank so we could write the name in.
Didn't you check it before you picked it up?
If I had it wouldn't be here, would it?
Jay, go to the Arches for some paint. We'll have to go over it.
FRONT DOOR OPENS
-Too late. Grab the other end, Ben.
-Billy's gonna go mad.
-I ain't even supposed to be here.
-Shut up and smile.
That banner's rubbish.
Yeah, sorry. That's my fault.
We weren't expecting you back. I'll get out your way, shall I?
No, no, no. He can stay, can't he, Pops?
He's the reason you got community service.
No, he ain't. Come on, he really, really helped me yesterday.
I need my mates. I need all the support I can get.
He did a really good job fixing the window.
Come on, Pops...
Go on then. All right.
What you going to call her?
I had this mate in Care. She was really smart and funny
and always stuck up for herself, so I'm going to name her after her.
So, guys, this is Lexi.
-Hello, Lexi. What about a middle name?
-Yeah, with an "I-E". You're the one taking care of us and paying all the bills.
It's the least he deserves, ain't it, Lexi? Eh?
They don't feed me like this back at the B&B, you know.
Well, I just wanted it to be special, you know?
I've done all your favourites.
I noticed. You buttering me up for something?
Eh? Course not.
What is it, money?
-You got a problem with the wedding?
-There's no problem, no.
-Well, you haven't set a date yet, have ya?
-Lauren, just get on with your dinner, will ya?
I just wanted to celebrate, you know, you changing your tune.
She always says she'd rather have a packet of biscuits,
but there's some things a Jammie Dodger can't do, aren't there?
Tanya, are you drunk?
What? Oh, Mum, it's all right. You don't have to hide it.
-We all know what's going on.
-Perhaps someone could tell me what's going on.
Well...you and Paddy -
you're an item, ain't you?
-Yeah. Denise saw you kissing.
Yeah. Pair of swingers. Probably the reason I keep finding dents on my car bonnet.
We pretended to be together to clinch a deal. That's all.
-Best deal I ever made.
-There was nothing in it.
But you're always hanging out together.
-What about the flowers?
-They were for Lola.
So she got it wrong? You're not actually seeing...
If Denise thought we were whipping each other up
into a passionate frenzy, yeah, she got it wrong.
You should've ignored Miss Marple and asked me.
Saved a lot of time peeling all them potatoes.
There you go, darling.
SLURRING: Oh, kinda wobbly, there, on your feet.
You know, the night you were born
I downed two bottles of top-drawer single malt.
-That meant to impress me?
-Just a friendly warning.
I was so, so proud that night.
And when did that wear off? Next day, the hangover?
No, it never wore off. Just...
-Just life took over.
-Got banged up.
I'm not proud of what happened, Joey.
I lost sight of the most important thing -
I lost sight of family.
-That's the drink talking.
-No, that's the truth.
Oh, she's got your nose, Lola.
She's going to be a little heartbreaker.
Yeah. She's going to be so proud of her great gramps.
Especially when he shows her this...
Listen, we had a whip-round in the pub
and we got this for you, all right? There you go, buddy.
-You didn't have to do that.
-We wanted to. Yeah.
-That's amazing. Thanks.
-Right, so what you having?
-And a lemonade.
-I'll have a lemonade an' all.
-Coming right up.
Then we gotta get you back before curfew. They ain't going to give you a second night's grace.
-You think they're going to take her away?
-Eh? No, no, course I don't.
But you've been acting funny ever since the social worker.
It ain't that, Lo, I just...
-I just don't want to let you down.
Everyone's making a fuss, like I'm some sort of hero, but I ain't.
What if I can't support you? What happens then?
It ain't about the money. Me and Lexi need you.
I can't even change a nappy.
Well, you'll have to start learning pretty fast, ain't you? Come here.
We had some good times though, before it all went to pieces.
D'you remember your seventh birthday?
-Our last one together.
-I got hold of them dodgy fireworks,
we went down that car park in Stratford to let 'em off?
Me and your mother dancing on the car park roof.
Yeah. I remember the fireworks.
A year later I was banged up in a prison cell.
But once a year, on your birthday, I used to lie there,
and I'd close my eyes and I'd take myself back to that night.
Just once a year,
I'd let myself remember what I'd left behind me on the outside.
Let myself grieve.
Your eyesight's going dodgy.
If you think you can make it to the bar, son.
Oi, Great Grandad? Lexi wants some loving.
Yeah, I'm right there. Listen, we got another ten minutes.
Might has well get an extra half in, eh?
This is meant to be a celebration, ain't it?
Let's have a go, Jean. Come here, then. There we go.
Come to Grandad, there we are. There you are.
-Uh, no, thanks.
Come on, Cora, chill out.
Not like Tanya's accused you of being a serial killer, is it?
Patrick's great. I'd go out with him.
-You know, if I were you.
-Stop talking now.
I mean, you're great together, aren't you? Why waste time?
I mean, we didn't, did we? Once we'd sorted out a few...
-But you haven't got any of them, have you? So...
And life's short and all that.
You've always got a twinkle in your eye when she's about.
Oh, look. There it is. Look.
Thank you. I need an early night.
-Oh, Mum, come on. We haven't had dessert yet.
You two are so embarrassing.
Just ignore Max, he's just stirring.
-Max ain't the problem. You started this.
Prying into my personal life.
You can't blame me for thinking something was going on.
There's nothing going on. From now on, mind your own business.
I'm going to make a move, as well.
-Patrick, I'm so sorry for interfering.
-It's all right. It's OK.
I was just happy for you because... Well, I think you're great together.
-I want Bolognese.
-We haven't got any.
-I'm sick of leftover chips.
-We'll have something different tomorrow.
D'you want me to answer it?
-It's the man again, isn't it?
-Just ignore it.
-He's going to come take our stuff, isn't he?
You heard what Joey said.
I like Joey.
Ready to give in yet?
I never give in.
Eh, see? Determination! That's another Branning trait.
I tell you what, mate, you're bringing tears to my eyes.
Nah, that's the booze leaking out, that.
I think I'm just going to go to the....
Tell you what, why don't you...
get another round in?
Whoa! HE LAUGHS DRUNKENLY
Derek! What the devil do you think you're doing?
-Oh, no, no, look. Oh, Patrick, I'm sorry...
-This is a new shirt, you know!
All right, all right. I said I was sorry. What d'you want? Blood?
Derek, whoa, whoa, enough for tonight. Joey, take him home.
Paddy, Paddy, come out the back, we'll dry you off.
-Where do you think you're going? Oi. I'm still standing here.
-Well, go on then. Let go of the bar.
Whoa! Did you see that?
HE CACKLES All right, all right, all right.
You take the money.
But I want a rematch. See?
It's a lot of fun, having a drink with your old man, ain't it, eh?
Derek, go home. All right, darling.
You should take a leaf out of your son's book.
-What you talking about, Jean? He's as smashed as I am.
-No, he ain't. He's been drinking water all night.
-Maybe that is something I did get from you, Derek.
Lying's what Brannings do best, ain't it?
See, I remember my birthday, but not quite like you do.
I remember you blind drunk on the car park roof,
holding me mum by the hair.
She's crying, begging you to let go.
There's you - laughing, threatening to push her off.
I bet that one's buried right deep down, ain't it?
And you know what?
That ain't even the worst of it.
-Where did you get that?
-It's not dodgy?
I was owed. Fair and square.
You're the best.
I hear that a lot.
Where are you, um... living at the moment?
Mates' sofas. Wherever.
You could always stay here if you wanted.
-That sounds a bit serious.
-Not like that, just...
Be nice to have someone around. And Bobby really likes you.
And if I did stay... I wouldn't just be subbing in for his dad?
Who needs dads anyway?
DOOR BANGS All right, where are ya? Eh? I know you're in here, I saw ya.
-What the hell d'you think you doing?
-Can you get him out of here?!
You lost, Derek. Now suck it up and get out.
-You think you're so clever, don't ya?
-I know I am.
< Lucy? What's happening?
-Just stay upstairs, Bobby.
-Derek, get out of this house right now or I swear...
Yeah, or you'll what? Hmm?
Look, if this is about the money, you can have it.
-This ain't about the money.
-Nah, this is about him being in control.
Scaring women and kids, like the good old days, eh, Derek?
Doesn't take too much to bring out your true colours, does it?
Want to see mine?
See, Lucy, you want to remember this.
The apple never falls far from the tree.
You remember this -
no-one ever takes me for a ride and gets away with it.
BIN CLATTERS LOUDLY
I mean, if I was to interfere in YOUR love life,
which we all know has been very, very strange at times...
All right, Lauren, it's not funny, is it?
I mean, what was I thinking?
Mum, just go and tell her that you're sorry.
So, you and me? No regrets, no?
This look like regrets?
Oh, so that's what my money buys nowadays, is it?
-Someone got a bad head?
-Cheap little blonde.
-Never could take your drink.
-Hope she gave you some change back.
Hello, angel. It's all right, we're just playing.
So you move your stuff in later, yeah?
I'll give you the key and clear a drawer.
Oh, I never had you down as the under-the-thumb type.
I'll get my breakfast elsewhere.
I like my service with a smile. See you later.
Fancy coming for lunch later?
What, with him there? Yeah, subtle never was your thing.
Loyalty card vouchers for your mum.
Am I going to have to do this every day?
Ah, letter for Mr Ahmed. "Would you like me to sign for that?"
"No, sir, it's all yours. It's..."
The fast boxes?
It brings in the money.
43 quid yesterday.
Yeah, well, it'll be better today. You said you shifted loads.
45 quid, then.
Yeah, it's still money.
And that's what life's all about, is it?
I finish my shift at midnight and I have to get up at 4AM now.
That place was supposed to be fun.
Supposed to be me and Afia, big adventure.
It's only for Ramadan.
Oh, and then she's going to come back, is she?
You're just having a bad day, that's all.
BUZZER RINGS AGAIN
BABY STARTS TO CRY
It's an autumn wedding. It'd be nice.
-Babe, why the rush?
-Why the wait?
Abi'll be back soon. We could all just plan it together.
-Mum! Mum! I haven't finished yet! Mum!
-No, you never have.
I've got a shop to open up.
Let's just have a little coffee together, shall we?
I've got nothing left to say.
-You all right?
I was just wondering, um...
You couldn't do me a favour, could you?
I've got a bit of a cash flow...
What you done now?
Nothing. It's just, you know, the car lot and the...
-That's my brother.
It's not really a good time, right now, yeah?
This is my brother.
Kind of got my hands full but I'll talk to you later, yeah?
-All right, yeah.
Beautiful lady and beautiful baby.
-She's just back from the hospital.
-It'll only take half hour.
Lola, I've finished feeding her, darling.
Do you want to come and hold her?
Think about it. It'll be the three of you, plus a photographer.
Yeah, well, it sounds like a right laugh.
-"The chick born in a chicken shop".
-Is this Nico's idea?
-Nah, nah! This is Fats talking!
-He ain't using her to sell kebabs.
Billy, Billy, come on. Like I would do that to you or to Lola here, man.
Anyway, you can't go, Lo.
You've got your family-what's-it officer coming today.
Yeah, but that ain't till four.
Yeah, but it's all got to go perfect, innit?
Shut up, will you?
You're just jealous in case I get more press coverage than you.
What "Olympic flame brings new life to Walford"?
Lola, d'you want to come and hold her, eh?
I ain't been in the paper before.
Just wait till that little hand hits one.
Come on, babe. Just give it a try, eh?
It's a date!
Yeah! Love your work, Lola. Bill, I'll see you later.
-She's a friend!
-Never saw you kissing Jim like that.
Hey! I still got the moves, right?
Hanky-panky at your age!
Oi, wind it in, Zee. I'm happy for you.
Wish Cora felt the same.
That woman has blown hot and cold.
One minute she gimme the come on, next minute she clam right up.
How's a man supposed to know where he stands?
Well, you could try asking her?
Ah! Mr Lover Lover!
Just because you're the only one in the family
that has no-one keeping you warm at night.
Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you and Ray were having problems?
Oh, no, that drought's over!
Talking of which, you need to release some tension, Zainab.
Oh, I see. Is that what all this mopping about, is it?
Masood still on the sofa, is he?
My fiance and I...
..as you well know, are waiting until we are married. Again.
And what's your excuse?
-Oh, well, actually, a nice man, AJ, finally comes near me,
you know, it's nice, a little bit of banter, and his sister-in-law,
she sticks her oar in and she chases him away, don't she?
Trust me. Works wonders.
Yeah, and Lucy Beale.
Have you got a minute?
Only I need to ask you a favour.
Syed. You selling air today?
New stock's due any minute. Just in time for the Olympics.
I've, got an interview next week. Primary school teaching assistant.
Yeah. Can you imagine? Me? In a classroom?
I thought you wanted to go to college?
Yeah, well, I looked at how much it would cost to give up work
and I realised there was no way we could afford it.
So this is my compromise.
It pays less than the postal round, but if we tighten our belts,
if Tamwar comes up with some new ideas for the Argee Bhajee...
What does mum think about you getting an interview?
I haven't told her I've applied.
WATER SPLASHES ON PAVEMENT
Maybe later, yeah?
Oh, my God, she's turned you into her dad already.
She ain't turned me into anything.
And unlike my dad, he's not missing, is he?
Oh, listen, me, you and Whitney, we are going to a gig.
Since when did you have money?
We are paying with our time!
Good deeds, Lucy - it's a whole new currency.
I've wrote all our names down.
D'you want to come round mine?
Cook you some lunch if you're unlucky.
Oh, yeah, Alice put you up to this, did she?
All right suit yourself.
It's just everyone's out and I'm going to be bored.
-But if Lucy can't spare you like...
-She don't own me, all right?
Then I'll see you later, then.
Right, what one do you think?
I think this is all a stupid idea.
We'll be in the paper. I've got nothing that fits.
My bump's as big as it was before. You'd think after they come out...
Lexi needs changing, Lo.
I ain't done my make-up.
The family support woman will want to know that you're going to be...
I've only got one pair of hands.
No, if this is another lecture I don't need one.
No, I've got an idea.
-Right, remember Nan's bracelet that she lost?
Well, I thought about it, why don't you just try and replace it?
Get another one. Done.
Is that what you're going to do next time we fall out, is it?
-Buy me a bracelet?
Yes. Yeah, that's a lovely idea.
She must have a photo of it somewhere, mustn't she?
Cos she used to wear it all the time.
Then what we waiting for?
What do you mean? I'm in the middle of a meeting.
We can't just break into her house.
Three paper towels.
I mean, how can you call that a bathroom
-when it's only got three paper towels?
Mum was just saying that Grandma Dot had borrowed our pie dish.
Oh, what, you're making a pie?
I never thought of you as a pie person.
People don't think I'm a pie person but I do like a pie now and again.
Yeah, so can we borrow your keys, please?
-Yeah, yeah sure.
Look, I tell you what, I'll leave you these rotas,
you can meet me back at the salon with them.
I'll be there in five.
All right, cool. Well, bring me a slice!
All right, bruv?
Did you get a chance to think about the money?
-Is this about you getting married?
-To the woman you just divorced?
Not being able to make up your mind runs in the family.
When you've finished with double trouble, give it a bit of thought.
Which one's mine, Jack?
Listen, I can't help you. Sorry, Max.
All my money's wrapped up in the gym, innit?
Oh, and the house. You know, your house.
-You got money problems?
-Nah. No, they ain't problems.
He's needs a bit of money for his wedding.
-It's not about the wedding!
-Why not ask me?
-I'm your big brother.
-Get us a whisky, please.
-Two whiskies, please.
If you don't mind I'm going to get back to it, cos I want to get home.
So what's this about money, then? If it ain't about the wedding?
-Is this what I think it is?
Why didn't you come to me?
I've been looking for you everywhere.
Oh, hello, sweetheart.
KNOCK ON DOOR
KNOCK ON DOOR
KEYS TURN IN LOCK
They were on the doorstep.
I'll never understand why they can't bring 'em in.
What you said yesterday...
about the kiss?
I say a lot of things.
Well, I mean, were you serious about...?
About there being nothing to it?
No, it's not in her bedroom.
Have you seen some of the junk in here?
Yeah, it's like, it's a big, red sort of biscuit tin.
That's what she used to keep her photos in.
I reckon Grandad Jim's hiding under all this stuff.
Oh, I've got it, I've got it! This is it.
She had no right.
My business is my business.
And if Tanya hadn't been there?
I'm too old to play games, Patrick.
No, no, Cora, I'm not playing games.
Were you serious when you said you liked it?
What I said about the kiss, I meant every word of it.
..you're a fine woman.
You're not so shabby yourself.
I've been single for a long time, Patrick.
And I've been here long enough to know you've been round the block.
I mean, Rose and me, I mean, it was just a bit of fun.
Spare me the details.
You are not like that.
I mean, I'm not saying that you're not fun.
There's a strength in you.
And I like that.
You're strong, you're witty,
you're all woman and you got style!
You know what?
I was always a sucker for a man in a hat.
Cora, we, um...
We don't have to rush anything.
Take it slowly?
Would that be too fast?
That's just about right.
You all right?
Lauren didn't say you were going to be here too.
Lauren's not actually here.
Just half an hour.
-I might just quit.
-No, you can't just quit!
You and Mum are itching to get your hands back on that place, OK.
So curry 24/7. Be my guest.
Don't, don't do anything stupid. Don't rush into anything.
Tam, you're just having a bad day.
Stop saying that!
Don't say anything to your mother just yet! Please?
So where does that leave you?
He's not going to do it.
Well, he sounded tempted.
You know Tam. He's all talk.
I mean, what's he going to do? Sit on the dole all day?
It's not like he's qualified for anything.
No, trust me, Syed. He's not going to quit.
A quick bit of pasta sound OK?
You know your brother got me drunk yesterday?
Not that hard, was it? Years of practice you've had.
Tricked me out of a monkey for his little tart.
I hate chopping onions.
I'll get another board, shall I?
You gotta get the logo in, yeah?
Chill out, man! He's getting the logo in.
-I want free chicken all year, you know.
-I told you. Get the logo in!
-Pops, you're going to have to take her.
-I can't. I've got the torch.
You look like you've stolen her.
I mean it. I'm going to drop her.
You're doing fine.
Just get the logo in.
If you hold her like that when the support worker...
Guys, guys, sorry. Can we just smile, please? Thanks.
You want to turn the heat down on that.
Otherwise you'll burn 'em, angel.
-I thought you must be hungry.
-Yeah, but not for a burnt onion.
Always burn everything, me!
-You want to keep turning them an' all.
That's better. See how they're starting to catch?
Put a bit of water in, it'll cool 'em down.
That's right, that's what your mother used to do. Here.
Ah, that's done the trick.
Do you want me to start on the garlic?
Oh, look at this swimming costume!
Look at your hair!
I'll have you know crimping was very fashionable back then.
That hairstyle was never fashionable.
Oh. Is that your dad?
Yeah, that was my 12th birthday, that was.
Was he ill by then?
No, it was just before.
He looks... He looks really kind.
Yeah, he was. He had his moments.
Oooh! Look at them lampshades!
Right, get a move on, we're looking for a picture,
a photo of her wearing that bracelet. Come on.
Right, so I've had a look at the last couple of days' figures...
Has Dad put you up to this?
I'm on your side here, Tam.
So have you mentioned it to Mum yet?
Still got my legs. So, no.
Have you thought about what you might do?
Yeah, cos I've got loads of time to think, haven't I, Syed?
Well, it's not like you're qualified for anything, is it?
-Sorry, this is you on my side?
-I didn't mean it like that.
I mean, you know, maybe I should get qualified.
Maybe go back to college. Or uni.
-Am I not allowed to have ambition, or..?
Well, uni's kind of expensive, Tam, so...
OK, so now you're the only one who can afford a brain?
Mum and Dad will be over the moon.
I mean, three years of quantum mechanics, mountain of debt.
With any luck, I can get a job in a call centre.
What do you mean, the stock's not there yet?
Well, The Olympics start on Friday! So where is it?
Ah! That's better now.
Yes. Much, much better.
You know, I feel sorry for you, Zee.
Why? Because I've got morals?
If we hadn't had all your money off you for the B&B,
then you and Mas, you could have got married ages ago.
-She ain't getting back that money.
-I don't want that money.
And then you wouldn't be so tense.
You know what, we've got money. We've got lots of money.
You see? She don't need the money.
You haven't even got a new sofa!
Yes, we do. We have got a new sofa.
It's a three-piece suite, corner unit. It's got recliners.
And it's peach and burgundy and it's on order, you know?
And we would have got married a lot sooner,
but you know what it's like
-when you're planning a really big wedding.
-You got a moment?
-Huge wedding, tell them.
-I thought we agreed.
Yes, enormous wedding. Wedding of the year.
Because we two, we are worth celebrating.
And of course you'll be invited. Both of you.
With a plus one. Though I doubt you'll be needing it.
Yes! Yes! Look, one bracelet. Found it!
Bit more seasoning, I think.
See I told you, didn't I? You two aren't that different.
I ain't nothing like him.
Well, you like cooking, he likes cooking.
-You like me, he likes me.
-He don't even know you.
Yeah, well I'm getting to.
-How are those tomatoes getting on?
-And you think that's enough?
-It's a start.
-It ain't the start of nothing.
Better get that pasta on the boil, hey?
Look, Joey, you only get one dad, mate.
And what a waste of space that is.
Er, hello, does someone want to explain?
-This was my idea.
-Oh, right. Oh, was it?
You're full of them today, ain't you?
-Thanks a lot, Lauren. I'm out of here.
-Just a bit of family time.
-He ain't our family!
-He is now!
-You send your little mates round to see me, Derek?
You think that's all it's going to take?
Didn't even have the guts to come and find me.
-Talk like a man.
-All right, playground's outside.
You know what?
I don't need you. I've got Alice.
You, son, was just a means to an end.
Just a means to an end.
Always winds up the same! I'm sorry.
Right, well I'll go see Anthony and Tyler,
see if they've got a bracelet.
Right. Give Poppy her keys back.
'I don't understand, OK?'
Why can't I have a big wedding? Janine had an enormous wedding!
-Since when did you care about Janine?
-I don't care about her!
It doesn't matter what kind of wedding she had.
I don't want Denise looking down her nose at me.
-She's your friend.
So she'll just be happy that you're happy.
That is not how friendship works.
But... But it'll be too expensive.
So we take over the Argee Bhajee, run it properly. Not like Tamwar.
No, we can't just take it off him. He loves that place! It's his dream.
-It is losing money.
-Maybe I don't want to run the Argee Bhajee.
But I'll run it with you.
-Maybe I don't want to run it with anyone.
-Am I really that awful?
No! It's just because I...
It's because I...
Because you what?
It's because I...
..want to spend more time with you.
Aw! You really want to spend more time with me?
Oh, that is so sweet.
Ra-ma la-ma ding dong.
No ding-dong, Masood.
LEXI CONTINUES CRYING
Pops, will you just...?
LEXI CRIES LOUDER
Hello. All right?
You been going through my stuff?
What? No, don't be silly, I've been at work.
Then how come my photo was on the floor?
I didn't know you had any photos. Let's have a look.
Oh, Cora, you look gorgeous. Look at the little cossie!
Oh, Lauren and Tanya borrowed my keys,
came over to pick up a pie dish.
I mean, Lauren baking! Can you imagine?
Decision. Big decision.
Your mother's asleep.
No, she's not.
What is this big decision that you've made?
Let me walk you to the restaurant.
Er, hello, he's talking to me as well.
I can deal with this.
I'm going to go to Uni.
Or college. Or something.
So the Argee Bhajee is all yours.
Oh, hello, love. How d'you get on?
Are you going to tell me what you're playing at?
Why didn't you come to me first?
Cos I didn't want to risk it getting back to Tanya, did I?
Oh, what, and you think I'd tell her, and Jack wouldn't?
Del, you've been threatening to tell her for months.
And you think I really would do that?
-Oh, I see, Derek the big monster?
-You've done enough to help me out.
Well, that's what big brothers do, ain't it?
I don't always want to be in your debt, do I.
Can you just get me that address?
Are you sure?
Yeah, course I'm sure. Ain't just going to go away, is it?
Just get me the address, all right? I'll sort the rest out.
'Who do you think you are, Tanya?'
Mum, I was just looking for a photo of your bracelet.
-You were snooping through my stuff!
-No, I wanted to make it up to you.
You know, for poking my nose in with you and Patrick.
I don't even know who you are these days.
Telling everyone what they can and can't do,
who they should and shouldn't see.
Those photos are mine, Tanya. They're private.
You can scoff all you like, young lady.
-But you had no right to go through my stuff.
-Who is she?
It's a sister I knew nothing about?
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It is Billy's big day as the Olympic torch arrives in Walford, but his plans suddenly look to have gone up in smoke when he gets stuck on the Tube with the Vic football team. Back on the Square, Lola realises her own big day is not going to go as she hoped either, while Janine receives some important news about baby Scarlett. Elsewhere, Derek threatens Joey and Lucy after he is tricked by his son, and Tanya uncovers a dark secret from Cora's past.