The repercussions of the trial are felt all round. Dot has a worrying request for Charlie, and her friends try to provide support as she struggles in the wake of a big day.
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ALFIE SIGHS Well?
I've been charged with perjury.
Got to go back to court in a few weeks.
Duty solicitor reckons I'll just get a slap on the wrist, no more.
Unless you get a tough judge.
Then, Kat, you're going to be looking at a prison sentence.
The important thing is that we're all together. And guess what?
Janine's solicitor told me that she's dropped the charges.
You're in the clear.
-So it was worth it in the end.
Listen, I'm going to get changed for work.
Bit early to open the van.
Yeah. There's just a lot I've got to sort out.
He'll get over it, you know Alfie.
So, what now?
You going back to your mum's?
No. She's staying here with us.
I hadn't really thought about it.
I know Mum'd love to spend time with Lily.
She's been on the blower enough times.
Hold on - Jean is just a train ride away,
and it's not as if she's on her own. She's doing great with Ollie.
There's no reason why you can't pick up where you left off.
Everyone'll know that Janine lied about you stabbing her.
You've done nothing wrong.
There's so much here for you, Stace.
A cousin for Lily to grow up with.
Two more on the way. You got your job on the stall.
This is where you belong.
Look, Janine's got her happy ending - now it's your turn, yeah?
Morning, Mrs B. Sleep well?
Ugh, hardly slept a wink.
I think I've got one of my migraines coming on.
Don't worry about it. I'll get it, all right?
What are you doing here so early?
Don't need a reason to visit, do I?
No, I suppose not. Ooh, I'll get you some breakfast.
How about I get you some breakfast? You're the one needs looking after.
No, I'm all right with this, thank you very much.
So listen, Mrs B, why don't I take the day off work
and come with you to see the vicar?
You know, to help sort out the funeral arrangements.
I think... I think I'll put it off till tomorrow.
Cos I've got a lot of housework to catch up on.
You know, we can help with that.
No. There is no need.
All right. OK.
She was like this all day yesterday.
There's not many people around here falling over themselves
to, you know, offer condolences.
I think it's really getting to her.
If you don't eat that, I will.
What is wrong with you today?
You been having that nightmare again?
Tam keeps dreaming he's being attacked by a refuse truck.
I had that dream once.
Once, OK?! And it was a big truck, with proper teeth.
Listen, watch out for those street sweepers. They're like ninjas!
You know, a little bit of sensitivity wouldn't go amiss.
He's still raw about Alice.
Why? She got off.
Yeah, but she should never have been on trial in the first place.
Er, she did stab a bloke, after plotting to kill his wife, so...
Yeah, but she's a nice girl.
He wouldn't have gone out with her otherwise.
They weren't even together any more.
Yeah, but all the same,
we should try and find a way to cheer him up.
Fine. Fine. I'll do aloo gobi for lunch.
Might take a bit more than that.
He loves my aloo gobi.
I don't think this is a very good idea.
Come on, it'll be all right.
I haven't seen you for a couple of years. How've you been?
Yeah, good. Are you living round here now?
Yeah. Can't keep away.
-See you later.
See, I told you people would be fine.
-What brought her back here?
Then it was Jack, for a while.
Then he dumped her and it was Phil again.
Now they're opening a bar together
and rumour has it it's going to be called The Last Chance Saloon!
So she's sticking round, then?
Yeah, you know, Kat wants her to stay.
Listen, I'm really glad that Stacey's in the clear, course I am,
but it's not done my marriage any favours.
You can hardly judge Kat for telling porkies, can you?
I'm taking it she still don't know about the van?
No, I'm going to need to 'fess up.
At least then I stand a chance of keeping my wedding tackle,
-you know what I'm saying?
-Nah, you sop, you keep it quiet!
Look, that Nicole bird, she's long gone, right?
So Kat ain't going to find out anything from her, is she?
Just give it a few days, you'll find another van -
you'll find a better van.
Come on - you're Alfie Moon. You'll come up with something.
Yeah, you're right.
Is that all you have?
Just as well you're in the box room.
Hang on - I thought we agreed I was taking the double.
That was before you offered to pay only half the deposit.
Do you want the room or not?
What's the matter with you?
What, you got a death wish, have you? Coming back round here.
I'm just looking to bed down somewhere,
get a job and rebuild my life.
I've got no intentions of going near Lauren.
What did you say to him?
Oh, what, you knew he was back, did you?
There's nothing going on, and nothing's going to.
-I've moved on.
-Yeah, well, that's what you think, Lauren,
but some people get in your head and they stay there.
That's the boss.
He's better looking than Lister but he's a real slimeball.
Steer well clear.
It's too soon for all that, anyway.
It's never too soon!
Tamwar's still single.
Your stall's out of its allocated zone.
Yeah. It should be two inches to the left.
So move it, otherwise you'll face a fine.
-Are you serious?
-Yes, cos those are the rules.
I know rules don't mean much to you - I heard what happened in court -
but... move it, please. Now.
-Well, I was hoping they might have kept you locked up!
Look, I'm sorry, B.
-I know how you must feel...
My mum was right about you, Kat - you are a selfish, lying little cow.
And you come back here like nothing's happened?
Well, I hope she was worth it.
I just want to put this right.
I'm sorting out a rota for the stall.
You know what? I can't even look at you.
Where'd you go?
Oh, don't worry about her.
She's taking it pretty well!
-Anyway, who needs her? I've got you now.
It's just a bit of website design -
how can you justify charging that much?
No, it's fine, forget it - I'll find someone else.
I'm sorry for earwigging -
I know quite a lot about web design. I used to do all Sadie's stuff.
-Maybe I could help?
Whatever those big companies are charging, I'd do it for half that.
Come on, what have you got to lose?
Besides, I could really do with the money.
I lost my job yesterday.
Can I get two teas, please?
Look, I don't want any trouble.
I found out from Billy about Janine dropping the charges.
So whilst everyone round here thinks you're Little Miss Innocent,
we both know different, don't we?
And that's never going to change.
Don't pay any attention to her, all right?
Her bark is a lot worse than her bite.
So, you back here for good?
Well, that's the plan.
Bad idea, innit?
No. You've paid your dues, we both know that.
I thought it might be easier for you to sort the funeral
if the vicar came here.
But I don't know him!
He ain't my vicar. My vicar is the Mr Reverend Stevens.
-I'm a reader from a nearby church.
Mr Stevens sends his apologies
but he's had to go away for a couple of weeks.
Church business. I'm covering for him.
I'm also his nephew, so you'll still have the family connection,
if that helps.
Well, you'd better go through.
A meal's fine, but what Tam really needs
is something to remind him there's more to life
than the daily drudge of market inspecting.
Easier said than done.
I didn't think she'd ever come back.
That's where her husband died over there, running from the law.
Murdered my uncle.
I'd have never thought that of Bradley,
he always seemed like a nice bloke. Quiet.
Yeah, well, you know what they say - still waters run deep.
Why aren't you on the van with Alfie?
Cos he's given him the morning off, ain't he?
He's had to take the van over to Canning Town
for a whatsit - service.
Like what he said.
-Anyway, I've gotta be somewhere, so I'll see you...
I've got to be somewhere as well.
All right, Jenny?
You pushed off a bit lively the other week.
Something I said?
You took your time. Teas'll be cold by now.
Yeah, sorry. I was just catching up with a few people.
Bet it's like you've never been away.
Yeah. Do you mind if I go home and check on Lily?
-Course not. Give Tommy a kiss from me.
Stace, can we talk, please?
You can't avoid me for ever, can you?
I can't hide all day, can I?
I'm supposed to be meeting some geezer about a van in a bit.
Yeah, but after what I said, if she sees you she might get suss.
We've actually seen a big increase in people choosing popular music
rather than hymns for the end of the service.
It can add a very personal touch
when relatives pick a favourite song of the deceased.
What, Jailhouse Rock?
I mean, he may just be a name on a list to you, but he was my son
and I'd like a proper funeral, not a disco.
I'm sure Mr Stevens didn't mean anything.
Mrs Branning, I assure you,
both you and your son are far more than names on a parish register.
Yes, and I'm sorry if I snapped.
To be quite honest with you, I ain't seen my Nick for the last few years.
Not since he brought his daughter Dotty to meet me.
And I wouldn't have the faintest idea what his favourite song is.
Maybe you could choose something he liked as a child.
Something you used to sing to him, perhaps?
I only used to sing him lullabies.
Mind you, there was one song that he liked.
He used to make me sing it to him over and over again.
But I can't remember it now.
It's funny isn't it, those moments, they're so precious,
and you don't realise it till they're gone.
Your uncle, he must be very pleased to have you near.
Oh, we weren't always that way.
I went through my rebellious years like anyone else.
Took a while to find the right path and reconnect.
I wish that'd been the case with my Nick.
But it's too late now.
Lauren's out, we've got the place to ourselves.
So, why'd you leave the hotel like that?
You know why.
Well, no, cos I thought we wanted the same thing.
No, you thought you'd take advantage when of me when I was at my lowest.
It weren't like that, I just liked being alone with you.
I just wanted it to last a bit longer.
I thought you did as well.
Stace, it's still there, what we had all those years ago.
-No, it isn't.
-Right, so why did you agree to come back here?
To tell you to stay away.
Well, if that's what you want, why are you back in Walford?
Not everything is about you, Max!
I've come back for my family.
And this connection that you think we've got - it's Bradley,
-No, it ain't.
It ain't, Stace.
-For me, eh?
We need to draw a line under me and you, for good.
-Right, and that's what you really want?
And it should be what you want, too.
Look at how much we've lost, Max.
Stace, all right? We ain't over.
We ain't ever going to be over.
Some people get into your head and stay there, right, Dad?
Then she turned up declaring her undying love for me.
Well, the girl's only human. The thing is, Kat,
I played along cos I thought it was
the easiest thing to do. But I swear, there was no funny business,
my hands were firmly on my head.
She didn't like being rejected cos she thought, you know...
we had something.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, SHE took the van, OK?
Stitched me up like a kipper. So I'm the victim here.
And that's the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth, so help me, Kat.
Why are you laughing? I thought you'd be angry.
What, because some desperate Aussie bird kicked you into touch?
-Do me a favour!
-Excuse me, cos someone fancies me,
-what, you think they're desperate?
-You said it.
Look, you scammed someone, it came back and bit you on the knackers!
If that's the worst secret you've kept from me
since we've been back together, I think I can cope with that.
-You - you are one in a million.
Oh, you do, do you?
Listen, I'm sorry I got angry about the whole Stacey thing,
it's just, you know, I was worried, about you and our babies.
I know. But we have to be honest with each other.
I mean, look what happened to Janine and Michael in the end.
Do you really want to end up like that?
OK, here's the deal, all right? Let's call it quits.
From now on we both stay out of trouble, yeah?
-Sounds good to me.
-OK, good. You want a bacon sarnie?
-Go on, then.
I'll leave you to it.
-He seems nice.
-Well, we'll see. He's Nick's son.
I'm so sorry about what happened, Dot. I had no idea.
Well, I expected it, you know, the life he led.
But you don't think they'll go before you, not your children.
It don't seem real, Stacey.
Right or wrong, you loved him no matter what he did, didn't you?
Yeah, course I did.
I mean, he was me own flesh and blood, you forgive 'em anything.
But people round here, they're just glad to see the back of him.
Cos you do something wrong, and that's what they remember.
-Like with Bradley?
-Oh, no, no, no. Not Bradley.
He hadn't got a nasty bone in his body.
Now all people talk about is how he killed someone.
But we know the truth.
-Yeah, we know.
-Well, ain't that enough?
No more than I deserve, right?
Don't worry, I feel the same.
But it's given me new aspirations in life.
This week - a single bedsit. Next week - who knows?
Might be able to persuade Aleks to give me a chair for the corner.
-Or a desk.
-Whoa-ho, steady on!
Right, there you go.
Oi, cheeky, don't sound so surprised!
I'll spend a few hours finessing it,
and I can have it finished by tonight.
-You can pay me then.
Think I can find my own way out.
Yeah. Yeah, course.
-Strictly business, mate.
Business can become pleasure.
The last thing I need right now is romance, trust me.
-Did Kat send you?
-No, she don't even know I'm here.
Please give her another chance.
-Alice could've gone down for murder!
-I know, but she didn't.
-She'll be OK.
-Kat looked me in the eye
and swore she saw her do it, Stacey.
I stuck up for her, I defended her to my own mother -
-she's made me look like a mug!
-Janine caused all this, not Kat.
She was just desperate to help her family.
Why else would she lie under oath,
and hurt the people that she cares about?
I know, in this situation, you would do the same.
Bianca, you're the closest thing that Kat's got
to a sister on this square.
Yeah, but...she needs her best mate too, more than she realises.
Please just think about it.
You don't have to go to all this effort.
Anything to put a smile on my little bro's face.
Tam. Tam, guess what I've got?
A key, it seems.
-Four tickets to the West End's best comedy club.
Would I joke about something as serious as comedy?
This is above and beyond, Jane. Thank you!
Lunch is ready - come and get it, guys.
Yeah, in a minute. So what's the line-up?
Oh, I wrote it down.
It's Conor Locky, Lucy Rake, Tom Merlin and Suki Brown.
-Suki Brown! She's brilliant.
-She is good.
Ah, just the man I want to see!
Listen, buddy, can I ask you a favour?
-Now you want my help?
-Listen, I've got a proposition
for you. Just hear me out, all right?
-There you go, darling.
B, if you've come back for another fight, I'm really not up for it.
Shifted them new leggings yet?
Let me show you how it's done.
-All right? How's Nan with the kids?
-Yeah. She's all right.
Listen, Kat, me being here - it ain't going to work.
It ain't even been a day, give it a chance!
Brighton ain't so great, you know. It's windy by the sea.
And you'll get fat with all them doughnut stalls.
You don't understand.
Just meet me in the Vic in ten minutes, yeah?
Roxy, can I have a word?
However you feel about me, I...
I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
Is that it?
I can't forget.
But I won't say anything, I promised Ronnie.
Look, my dad lied to me my whole life.
About what he did to Ronnie, about Danielle...
I loved him... but I never really knew him, so...
..what's one more lie?
Shall I hold the door open this time, Jen?
Listen, my name's not Jenny, it's Stacey.
-I was in a bit of trouble...
-It's all right, listen, you ain't got
to explain, it's none of my business.
-Did you get it sorted, this trouble?
-Yeah, in a way.
So, Stacey, would you like a drink on the house
and we'll start again, shall we?
Yeah, why not? I'll have a vodka.
-What are you doing?
-We found you something.
-Oh, yes, that was it.
It only took a web search.
And we can download it for the funeral if you like?
MUSIC: "Sleepy Joe" by Herman's Hermits
# Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
# Now's the time, don't you know? #
"Rise and shine." I don't think that's very appropriate.
No, we'll have the traditional hymns.
Takes me right back, though.
I want you to arrange to have the coffin brought here.
Because I want to say a proper goodbye to him.
It's time he come home.
Listen, about my dad.
We both know what he's like when it comes to you,
and my family's had enough drama as it is...
It's all right, Lauren. I'm not staying.
Will you keep this safe for me?
-What is it?
-Please, just do it for me.
-What you doing here with Lily?
-Your guess is as good as mine.
Stacey called and asked me to pack their things
and meet her in here quick as I could.
-What? What, you just going to do a runner?
No, I need you to do me a favour.
You said it yourself. You said that Mum's doing great with Ollie, and...
I know that she'll take good care of Lily.
Why would she have to?
Kat's going to take you to the seaside.
She's going to take you to stay with Nanny Jean.
She's going to look after you until Mummy comes home, OK?
Mummy loves you. Mummy loves you so much.
Nan, do me a favour and take her outside.
We received a call about a crime committed in this pub.
I'm not Janine.
I can't just walk off into the sunset and get my happy ending.
I thought I could live with it, but I can't.
I need to clear Bradley's name.
And I don't want my daughter growing up in a lie.
Don't do this, Stacey, please.
I'm the one who called you.
I did it.
I killed Archie Mitchell.
-You all right, Linda?
What's that doing here? The funeral's not till tomorrow.
I've not got my days wrong, have I?
No, no, it is tomorrow.
Erm... Is that Nick?
Yeah... Erm, Mrs B's having him lying in state.
I thought only Catholics did that.
It's what she wants.
Ronnie, hold on. She's the one who called the police...
It doesn't make any difference.
-Don't go and see her...
-I have to...
-Look, she's the one...
-I'm not going to leave Stacey to rot!
You can change your mind.
Everything's as you requested. A solid Italian cherry coffin...
beautiful craftsmanship, I hope you agree.
Oh, and as instructed, the name plate.
Plain and simple - "Nicholas Cotton, 1959-2014."
He's here. He's come home.
Why don't you sit down?
Why is the lid still on?
Erm, we agreed a closed casket.
But I want to say goodbye to him.
Well, you can still say goodbye.
I want to see him.
I want to see his face. Unscrew it.
It's not a good idea, really...
he wasn't in a good way at the end.
Remember him how he was.
Mr Coker, I'd be very much obliged if you'd do as I wish.
I'll get some tools.
(You said this wouldn't happen!)
(I know, I'm trying to think!)
Mrs B's doing fine. It's me that's got the heebie-jeebies.
I'm going to be locking my door, sleeping with a crucifix,
garlic and a wooden stake. I ain't even joking.
A coffin in the house?
-Give Dot my love, will you?
-I will do, sweetheart.
Oh! Since when have you drunk fat free?
It's for Jane. She thinks she needs it. But she doesn't.
Oh, right? That's cos she's got the perfect figure?
Hmm! Yeah, she has, actually.
It's not like that.
No? But you want it to be, don't you?
-She's not interested.
Whose door was it she was knocking on for somewhere to live now? Eh?
I've done what she's asked. I've unscrewed the lid.
It's up to you now.
Oh, planning on cooking something nice tonight?
I don't think so. I'm just looking for some ideas for Ian.
He wants to reinvent the burger.
Bunless for the carb watchers with sweet potato fries.
You don't sound so sure.
Well, if you want a burger and chips, don't you just want
a burger and chips?
Any luck with the flat hunt, Jane?
Oh...no, not yet.
Well, there's no rush. You can stay as long as you like.
Mr Coker, he's usually very professional.
His wife's a bit of a gossip,
but then you can't hold that against him.
I want you to promise me that if you want to lift the lid
and see him you'll only do it with me there.
It's very upsetting and I'm not going to let you do it on your own.
You're a good boy.
I am very grateful to you, you know, for arranging the funeral,
Watch what you're doing, that's my best china. You're like your father.
Am I like him in other ways?
Well, I don't really know you, do I?
You look more like your grandfather. My Charlie.
It's strange having you here. You, me...and your father.
But it's not the way I would've wanted.
I think I'd like some time alone with him.
KNOCK AT DOOR
I'll get that. Just... remember your promise, OK?
Oh...is Dot around?
-Sorry, who are you?
Well, I've known Dot all my life, she's never mentioned a grandson.
I'm afraid Dot didn't know I existed until a couple of weeks ago.
Give me the flowers, I'll tell her you called.
I'd really like to see her, let her know people care, you know.
She's in with my dad, she's saying her goodbyes.
Right. Well, tell her Sharon called and I'll call back later.
Sharon. Right, thank you.
I have missed you, Nick.
I left her some flowers, didn't know what else to do.
Why does she want the body in the house?
Well, maybe she wants people to pay their respects.
What, to Nick? Could be a long wait.
Come on, Ian, she's mourning.
Anyway, Charlie said she was in with the coffin
-so I just left the flowers with him.
Yeah. Her grandson...
Well, apparently Dot didn't know he existed until a couple of weeks ago.
Still, it's a blessing she's got him, I suppose, isn't it?
And he's just appeared out of nowhere?
Well, yeah. Nick's son.
Right. So you've left Dot in her house on her own with a dead body
-and someone claiming to be her grandson?
-No, he wasn't claiming...
Sharon, this is Nick Cotton we're talking about,
that bloke could be anyone.
I've been thinking.
Do you remember that children's service at the church?
I made your costume for you. It was Harvest Festival.
And you went as a carrot.
And Ethel, she came with us, and she smuggled Willy in in her
shopping bag and he kept growling at that bird on that woman's hat.
and I was cross with you cos you was giggling, and I told you off.
I wish I'd laughed. I mean, you can laugh in church.
You never went to Sunday School again.
I should have done more.
I'm not looking at no-one in no open coffin. Never have done.
It makes my skin crawl just thinking about it.
Yeah, well, you don't want to tell her that.
I'm not stupid.
I'm here as a mark of respect to a very dear friend in
her hour of need.
Ah, you must be Charlie. Arthur told me all about you.
I'm Patrick, this is Cora. We're friends of Dorothy's.
Nice to meet you. I'm afraid she's a bit busy, she's in with...
Patrick, is that you? Come on in.
How are you doing, my dear?
Fine. I'm just in with my Nick.
Charlie, would you put the kettle on?
Course. is everything all right in there?
There's people come to pay their respects
so I can't be too long.
I saw the hearse, man, it was a bit of a surprise.
Yeah. It's not normal nowadays, is it?
-Having the coffin in the house.
-It's what Dot wanted.
Do you live round here?
Yeah. Not far.
You don't sound like a Londoner.
I'm originally from Coventry but been here for the past ten years.
How comes she never knew you existed?
Just one of them family things.
Patrick tells me you're a cop.
KNOCK AT DOOR Excuse me.
Bit of a coincidence, ain't it?
Him rocking up just as Nick kicks the bucket.
What the devil are you talking about?
Has she got proof he is who he says he is?
You honestly think that somebody's going to pretend to be Nick's son?
You don't really know anyone.
What about Stacey? Look what she did.
There could be insurance involved in this.
The man was a junkie! And junkies don't insure their lives.
You can't let this happen to you. You've gotta fight it.
For Lily's sake. You don't deserve to be in here.
I killed him.
He raped you.
And he paid for it and now it's my turn to pay.
You can't think like that. You were the victim!
Why do you care so much?
I know what my dad was like...
I know the kind of monster that he was
and I know the kind of person you are.
I'm not Danielle.
I let her down. I'm not going to let you down.
He seems all right and he obviously cares about Dot.
He's still Nick Cotton's spawn.
If he is who he says he is.
Drop it now, man.
Have you, um, have you been in...?
No, not yet.
I'm not going in.
I've been thinking. Nick tried killing Dot in this house.
Oh, don't, Ian, it gives me the creeps.
I know it's not a nice thing to say, but thank God he's dead.
Wonder what kind of coffin she's got him? They're not cheap.
I hope it weren't an expensive one, or he'll rise from the dead
and try to sell it.
That's all he was interested in doing - nick stuff
and flog it to fund his habit.
Dot's asked if you'd all come through to the sitting room.
-I'll stay here and make the tea.
-It's what Dot wants.
Dot all right, is she?
As well as can be expected.
At least she's got her friends around her, eh?
You always was a lovely girl.
You were there for me when I lost my mum.
-I'm so sorry.
It's a terrible thing, a parent burying a child. I know.
Yes, of course you do.
-Deepest condolences, Dot.
Come here. Denise and the kids send their love.
I'm sorry about the other day, I was just stressed about everything
but it's all going to be perfect tomorrow, OK?
Well, I'm better now he's home.
Cos I've spent so many years not knowing where he was.
At least now you can stop worrying about that.
Rest in peace, Nick.
Oh, Ian, I'd almost forgotten...
I'd like you to speak at the funeral.
What, like a reading?
No, a eulogy. You know, to say a few words about Nick.
Wouldn't you rather do that yourself?
Well, it would mean an awful lot if you did it.
Cos I remember how nicely you spoke after
the burial of your Auntie Pauline.
Yeah...I suppose so.
Were you one of my dad's mates?
Well, we kind of grew up together.
I mean, your dad was a bit older than us but...
Yes, well, your father, he didn't have many friends. Not close ones.
When he was a little boy he used to say that I was his best friend
and I used to say that he was mine.
I've got something that might help you, you know.
Could you come with me, Charlie?
I have nightmares every night of Bradley falling...
I've got his blood on my hands.
That's never going to wash off.
He wouldn't want you in here.
Ronnie, I'm not Danielle. You don't owe me anything.
Just let me help you.
I don't want to be helped, OK?
Just get on with your life and forget about me.
At least the lid is closed.
Doesn't stop you thinking he's going to jump out at you.
Like father, like son.
How do you mean?
From what I can understand, Nick was evil.
Wouldn't surprise me if Charlie's not a chip off the old block.
It is weird how he's appeared out of nowhere.
Don't stop on my account.
Sorry. We're just looking out for Dot.
Nick didn't always treat her that well.
She'll be down in a minute.
Look... I hardly know anything about my dad, OK?
I only met him when I was a kid. I'm here to look after Dot.
-Like Nick did?!
-You clearly didn't like him.
I get it. But, for Dot's sake, I think the least you can do is...
Don't tell me what I should do for Dot's sake.
That woman has been part of my life since I was born.
Who are you? Some stranger she's just met?
All right, calm down...
You want to know who your dad was? I'll tell you. OK? He was scum.
He was a murdering, thieving... No, leave it, Patrick.
..lying con man who was only interested in number one.
Everybody else turned their back on him apart from Dot.
And do you know how he repaid her?
He tried to murder her. Yeah, that's right.
He tried to poison his own mother for her money.
People do desperate things when they're on drugs.
Yeah, he was filth. In fact, he wasn't interested in Dot.
He didn't care about Dot.
All he was interested in is was what she was worth to him dead.
So him being in that coffin is the best news I've had all year.
Have you finished?
-I think you should go.
I think you should take your opinions and get out.
-Come on, Ian, let's go. We really are sorry for your loss.
-All of you. Just go.
-I'm just saying what you're all thinking, all right?
THEY GASP AND SCREAM
-I-It wasn't my fault.
-What's all that noise?
-Oh, Dot, don't...don't look!
THEY ALL SHOUT AT ONCE
There's no harm done, it's just an accident.
Everything's all right, everything's all right. It'll be OK.
This one dead?
-Well? Did you get to see her, then?
I don't know why you bothered going. It's done with.
She's locked up so I should just forget about her?
-Like you've done with Ben?
-She killed your dad.
I mean, I weren't a fan of the geezer but he was still your dad.
-She's suffered enough.
-This isn't about Stacey.
This is about you,
because you've got some sick obsession with Dad
-and it's going to eat you up.
-Is that right?
Ronnie, drop it...for me, please.
-Hi. Are you off out?
That's a really pretty scarf.
It's part of my faith.
I think it's great that you've got such a strong faith, Shabnam.
It's not just about my faith.
I don't have to wear it in front of Tam or my dad or you because...
You just have to wear it in front of other men to preserve your modesty.
-Yeah, I know.
You know, it's a shame modesty is something most women
don't seem to consider any more.
I've been thinking about Dad, and you being here.
He's very lonely. I don't think you being here is helping.
-Having a good friend around the house is...?
Shabnam, your dad is one of the kindest people I know.
-He's always there, he's always reliable.
Easy for people to take advantage.
I hope you're not talking about me.
He's vulnerable, Jane.
I know he pretends to be all right
but my mum leaving him really knocked him.
He's not over her,
and on top of that, what Carol did to him...
They were together. We are just friends.
Is that what you tell yourself?
I don't care, I need you here now!
DOOR BELL RINGS
Look, before you say anything, I've just come to apologise, OK?
I shouldn't have said what I said.
He was your dad and it wasn't right.
You obviously think a lot of Dot and I'm sorry I doubted you.
I'll, um... I'll try and do your dad proud tomorrow.
I'm glad Dot's got you.
Does it help, reading the Bible?
It's always helped me,
but your father,
he weren't a believer.
And Sharon, she said to me that I could stop worrying about him,
on account of knowing where he is at last...
But I don't, do I?
He's here, Dot.
No, that's just his body.
"And fear not them which can kill the body,
"but are not able to kill the soul
"but rather fear him which can destroy both soul and body in hell."
That's Matthew 10, verse 28.
You see, hell isn't fire and brimstone.
It's being apart from God.
And if I am saved and he ain't...
then I shall be apart from him...
..unless he came to Jesus in the end and confessed his sins.
Maybe he did.
I should've saved him.
The one son that God blessed me with
and I let him die without Jesus in his heart.
What sort of mother does that make me?
-No-one thinks you could have done any better, Dot.
You see, I thought there'd be time for him to change his ways,
and then with the coffin falling and his hand coming out...
I mean, what does that all mean?
I've been thinking.
Would you, um... Would you mind if I called you Grandma?
-Well, you're just saying that.
-No, no, no. I'd really like to.
You're a good boy, you've been very good to me.
Your father should've been proud of you.
Don't worry about him now. He's at peace.
Well, how do we know that?
The one time he needed me, I had cut him out of my life...
..and now it's too late.
I failed him.
I failed him.
And is that inclusive of bills?
Oh. And what band council tax is it, please?
Right. I'll call you back. Thank you.
Has, um... Has Shabnam said something?
I need a place of my own.
You can't. I like having you here, I thought you liked being here.
I don't want to outstay my welcome.
You couldn't! I mean, there's plenty of room here,
and you wouldn't find anywhere near Bobby.
Look, Mas, you know I think so much of you.
You are a dear, dear friend.
I could be more.
I want to be more.
No... I don't want that!
-No, I'm sorry. I, um...
We're just friends, Mas. That's all we are.
Jesus, you know how I'm feeling,
how tormented I am about my Nick,
that he died without his sins being forgiven.
I mean, I brought him up to believe in you, to love you,
but he changed when he was led astray by those wicked drugs.
He laughed in my face.
He jeered at my faith.
I mean, I know that you hung upon the Cross
to take our sins upon yourself,
but was it for everybody, or was it just for them what believed?
I don't know
and I've got no-one to talk to.
I mean, even the Rev Mr Stevens is away.
And I know I ain't praying in the right way.
I know I should be trusting you -
ask and ye shall receive -
but I can't.
I keep worrying that it's too late.
I'm putting my reputation on the line here.
99 years my family have been in business.
Word gets out about this, I'm ruined.
Well, screw it down tight.
I can't afford the risk of anyone looking inside.
You've been at that for hours. Here, let me have a look.
It's going to be a disaster, ain't it?
I just need to get on with it, get it out the way.
YOU'VE got my laptop! I've been looking for it everywhere.
Whoa, what you doing?!
I just got sent a copy of my website page. Wait till you see it.
Lucy, I've got a speech to write, all right? It can wait till later.
What, you can't spare a minute?
Your dad's in a bit of a state at the minute.
-What have you done?!
-See you later, Dad.
Luce! All right, love, I'll...
DOOR SLAMS ..I'll look at your website.
HEAVY RAIN ON WINDOW
Sandy and Dotty sent a card.
That's my granddaughter.
She can't come. She's got a cold.
Tell me you haven't been in here all night.
I wanted to keep him company, you know.
-Didn't want him to be on his own.
-We've got a bit of time -
why don't you have a lie down, and I'll sit with him?
No time for that. I've got to ring Mr Papadopoulos,
-tell him I can't come in.
-You've already done it.
I will see him again, won't I?
You know, when I pass on...
..my Nick will be there, won't he?
My mum used to say that God loves everyone.
Yes. He sendeth the rain on the just, and on the unjust.
Oh, look. It's stopped raining.
It's going to be a sunny day.
Why does it looks so big in here?
I'm not just a pretty face, you know! It's all about clever design.
Now, there's a staircase out the back to create more space.
And there's one outside that goes straight to the balcony.
I thought you'd have noticed it, with the hoardings down.
-Thought that was a fire escape.
-You are so designer-unfriendly!
Anyway, how comes this delivery's come so early?
-Well, we won't be here to sign for them, will we?
You haven't forgotten what's happening
around 12 o'clock today, have you?
A certain someone's getting buried.
And I won't be going.
Oh, yes, you will.
The geezer was a weasel, I hated him.
Yeah, and today you're going to love him.
You're going to turn up, looking suitably sombre,
and Dot will be so touched.
-This ain't Denny you're talking to, you know.
-Come on, Phil,
please, do it for me.
You know there's going to be hardly anybody there, so I'd love it
if Dot thought people cared.
That's not TOO much to ask, is it?
In Nick Cotton's case, yeah, it is.
Well, I'll be wearing black today.
Hmm? Black dress,
Do you want me to go on?
Now, bring the rest in - I've got a million things to do.
Only, mine's bigger than yours. Listen, how was your little day trip?
I know that you went to see Stacey.
I don't really think now is the time or place, do you?
We'll go over the caff if you want?
I'm only making conversation.
Look, I'll make it easy for you, shall I?
She didn't mention you. Not once.
-Sorry, Mas, running late.
I didn't see you at breakfast.
-Or you're avoiding me already.
Don't say that. Course not.
There's really no need to. I understand, I do.
Being friends is enough for me.
We're not teenagers, I can cope.
And, look, if you want to move out, that's cool,
but really, there's no need to.
-We can all get along, can't we?
See? It's working already.
I wondered if Dot needed anything.
Er, no, she's just sort of sitting in there at the moment.
Right, I'll pop my head in.
Yeah. She's doing OK - you know, considering...
but she's doing it her way.
Oh, of course.
I mean, I haven't even told her that Rose and Andrew ain't coming yet.
Did she mention them?
Right. Well, let's worry about the people who WILL be there.
We're the ones who need to make today special.
-So that's him, then, is it?
That's a lovely touch, that is.
There's more of this to come, but I really appreciate
you letting us have it here, seeing as the restaurant's out of action.
And the chippy just seemed wrong.
Shouldn't you be on the stall?
That is the last time I help you.
Pete, come on, I was joking!
Funny, ain't it? You put everything into your kids,
send them on their way, and they get sent back, and it's...
Don't you worry, Ian,
we'll do everything to make it as special as we can.
Yeah, you can rely on the Carters, my old son.
I'll get the rest of the food sorted, then get started on my speech.
You're doing a speech? You?
Yeah. Dot asked me.
Well, you done it yet?
Er, I'm nearly there.
Give him a squeeze, he's been sorting all this out, ain't he?
Yeah, well, sorting out a few sausage rolls is one thing,
writing a speech for Dot's dead son...
I know where MY priorities would be.
Was thinking, we might do a family meal later.
-You up for that?
-Yeah, great. Nice one. That sounds good.
You ain't thinking of cooking, are you?
Don't you think one wake's enough for today?
There you go, Patrick - strong cuppa.
Thanks. And I need to make it even stronger.
I tell you, I drank a gallon of this when my son Paul died, you know?
What do you think? It's my new web page.
I know it's not perfect, but... what do you think?
You're starting a business?
Do you know how many jobs I've gone for and not got?
If they don't want me, then I'll do it on my own.
Yeah, I like it! Nice one.
LB Lettings. I'm surprised your dad's name's not all over it.
My dad? No, he's not involved. This is just me.
You done that all by yourself?
Do you mind?
No, no, I like it. It's good.
-I like it a lot.
I'D click on it.
So, what, do you reckon me and Paul would've got on?
That boy was a liar, a thief and the bane of my life.
So you didn't like him that much, then?
Son, I loved him with all my heart.
Oh, I think, um, it's time I go and call on Dot now.
I thought I might tag along.
Look, I don't think that's a good idea.
-I care an' all, Patrick.
-But I'm just going to drop these outside.
Then, you won't mind me coming, will you?
Listen now, I don't want any trouble, all right?
What are you talking about - trouble? On a day like today?
Come on. No time like the present.
You haven't got long to get changed.
Well, I ain't getting changed, Sonia.
I ain't going.
Course you are.
Nah. Just tell your mum I can't face it.
Max, Mum's not well today, all right? She's in bed, she can't go.
Well, lucky for her.
Why don't you get over there and see for yourself how lucky she is, eh?
Oh, come on, Max.
Grandad is desperate for one of his kids to be there.
So please get changed, cos you ain't got long.
You can't do this to Dot.
Maybe I just don't like funerals.
I can't believe you'd be that selfish.
Is Dot receiving?
We're not stopping, OK?
I'd like to apologise for yesterday.
I've lost a child an' all, you know.
I know she's not dead, but I'll probably never see her again.
And that's just as bad.
Look, she's just a bit...you know?
Yeah, I do know. Just give her those for me, please.
All I'm saying is that... I...I know what she's going through,
more than anyone.
Just tell Dot we'll see her later.
Will do, Patrick. Thanks again.
Only, you know, I could help her and console her.
Just leave it now, man.
I mean, it's a terrible day as it is without you making it even worse.
Oh, yes! And your "the man's a junkie"
really helped the mood yesterday, didn't it?
I think that's enough. I understand you're friends with my grandma,
but I don't want any more trouble today.
Make sure you put ALL of him in the ground.
You're going to have to keep them oiks away from the food.
Don't you worry about a thing - we've got a guard dog.
But she'll be at the funeral.
-You wrote that speech yet?
-Show us it.
Who are you, the speech police?
Look at you, all nervy!
Keep calm, you can only do your best.
We can only live in hope.
-What'll it be, gents?
Everyone, the hearse is here.
We've, er, we've got to go now.
KNOCK AT DOOR
HE KNOCKS DOOR
We're going to take your son now.
We need to go.
Yep. You get the car and I'll catch you up, OK?
Don't forget, I'm on a promise later.
I won't. See you later.
All right, as long as it arrives in the next ten minutes.
Got a minute?
Only, I've been thinking about your website.
Looks amazing, it really does.
Yeah, you already said that.
But I forgot to add something...
If you're really serious about going into business,
well, how about I come in with you?
-Well, I know the ropes... I've got all the contacts, ain't I?
I can get out there and rustle you up tonnes of business.
Thing is, Billy, I sort of have my own vision,
my own way of doing things, so...
Come on, Lucy, you can't do this all by yourself, you know.
I mean, who's going to be there to man the phones
while you're showing clients around, eh?
It's not a one-man operation.
You want to make this work, you're going to need some help.
You working round here, then?
Probably till the end of the month.
-Sounds good, man.
-You got to take what you can when you can.
-The sun's shining, Dot.
-I knew it would.
You want a lift?
Well, I ain't jogging there, am I?
No, you go ahead, Phil. I'll get a cab.
Yeah, I'll be, like, two minutes, I promise you.
Hang on, there's another call, it might be the delivery. Hang on.
You've found what?
Oh, you are kidding me!
Look, just hang onto it and I'll come and grab it, OK?
Shouldn't you be off paying your respects?
No, not me, not today.
Now, how about some of that free wine?
That's for the wake, Cora.
I was very fond of Nick.
Just the one.
-Is someone going to shout up to Nancy, or...?
She went out with her mates ages ago.
I didn't think the skater-boy look quite fit in with a wake.
You've got to be careful about these things, sensitive.
Don't want something letting us down, do we?
-You all right?
-Just do Dot proud, yeah?
I think of her too, sometimes.
Please be seated.
On behalf of Mrs Branning, I would like to welcome you all
to the celebration and remembrance of Nick Cotton.
Got a minute? Good.
I want that lot out of here - only we've got guests coming later.
-Yeah, I spotted that.
-It's not the only thing you've spotted.
-Can't keep your eyes off that bloke.
Picking up men is one thing - doing it during a wake is another.
Now, keep your hormones in your pocket.
I'd now like to invite Ian Beale to say
a few words on behalf of Dorothy.
I've lost my words.
I can't find it!
I can't...I can't find my speech.
OK, right, well...
Firstly, of course, if anyone has any fond memories of Nick
that they'd like to share, I'm sure Dorothy would love to hear them.
I knew that prat would mess up.
I'd like to say a few words, please.
Do you have a Bible?
Did you mean what you said about Hev earlier?
She's hard to forget, ain't she?
"Do not let your hearts be troubled.
"Trust in God, trust also in me.
"In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so,
"I would have told you.
"I am going to prepare a place for you.
"And if I go and prepare a place for you,
"I will come back and take you to be with me
"that you also may be where I am."
Come on, Patrick, Dot's a saint - you know she'll understand.
Dex, over here. Why aren't you at work?
Sharon told Phil I've got to be here -
something to do with making up the numbers or something.
Grab a seat, then, before the rush.
I was going to give this to you on Sunday.
You might as well have it now.
I've got no idea what to write in this any more.
-Oh, thank you!
-Yeah. It's my eulogy...
Sorry about that.
Nicholas Cotton wasn't perfect.
But then again, who of us really are?
In fact, you could argue that having flaws only makes us more human.
Simply put, Nick had his way of doing things, just like I have mine,
and you have yours.
But I invite you now to listen as I pay tribute to his life
and his memory.
Nick lived an interesting life.
To his family, his friends,
he added much.
You always knew when he was in the room.
Larger than life, not always ready to agree with you,
but always, always an experience to be around.
Unforgettable is the way I would describe him.
Taken from us far too early, leaving us before we truly
got to understand and appreciate him as much as I know Dot did.
We can't even begin to imagine the grief
and devastation that Dot is bravely facing at this moment.
It's at these times, when we are at our lowest, that we need
the bosom of our family and friends.
And I want to say to Nick, not to worry,
that we are here for his mum - all of us -
and we will help her get through this.
I know that a light has gone out in Dot's life,
and all we have left now is a memory of a man
and son who didn't deserve to go before his time.
Ladies and gentlemen - Nick Cotton.
We have entrusted Nick to God's mercy,
and we now commit his body to be cremated.
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
In sure and certain hope of the resurrection
to eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ,
who will transform our frail bodies that they may be conformed
to his glorious body,
who died, was buried, and rose again for us.
To him be glory forever. Amen.
TV IS ON
-SWITCHES OFF TV
-Billy's right. You will need someone.
I know. But he's so embarrassing.
I mean, he hasn't got the look, he hasn't got the voice,
he hasn't got the charm.
He's not really what I'm about.
All right, OK, say you could pick anyone, who would it be?
Young or old?
Male or female?
Prefer a girl.
Got anyone in mind?
All condolences, Mrs Branning,
but please do come in and make yourself right at home.
Your favourite tipple, Mrs Branning.
No. It's not my favourite tipple. It's just medicinal.
But I think I'll have it today.
Just the one. Thank you.
That was really moving, Ian.
-Oh, thanks. Well...
I spoke from the heart.
To think I was worried for a second.
Oh, Ian. You did him proud today.
I shall never forget them words of yours.
We didn't really meet in the best circumstances. Charlie.
-Hi, I'm Ronnie.
-Ah. So YOU'RE Ronnie.
Is that good or bad?
Dot thinks the world of you.
I'm glad you were there for her when she heard the news.
-Well, I'm glad you were there to take care of Dot.
Thanks. You were a gent back there.
Well, couldn't have you crying all over me, could I?
So did the future ever arrive?
Yeah, yeah, it has.
I think it's about looking inside yourself...
Dex, you tried these prawn sandwiches?
They'll be repeating later...
Nice one, Nan. Thanks.
I've always seen myself as a speech giver.
To be honest, I think I should've run for Parliament.
Weren't the biggest turn out, was it?
-Some people just can't be bothered, can they?
Hey, listen, where's your sister?
Banned. Deemed inappropriate.
I've always had a knack with words...
Dorothy, I just wanted to say...
I've got these new boots on, my feet are killing me.
I THOUGHT I saw you limping.
So, what was your favourite bit?
Yeah, it was a good speech, that, Ian.
Give that back. That's theft.
What's it say here?
What did you do? Feed the dead geezer's name in
and they do the rest? Is that how it works is it?
I knew it, I flaming well knew it.
-I thought you said it was from the heart, Ian?
-Yeah, only not yours.
-Taking all the credit, eh?
What was I supposed to do?
-You could've been a bit more honest about it.
What, you really think so? I don't...
Lost for words now, ain't you?
Has everybody forgotten him already?
Only, I ain't heard a word about my Nick.
No-one's ever mentioned his name.
I know that none of you really knew him.
And you're only here for me, not for him.
And even the two what DID know him -
Sharon, Ian - you was babies when he was my dear boy.
You only really remember him
when he was taken over by the drugs and everybody shunned him.
The Prodigal Son.
And he said, "Father, I am not worthy to be thy son.
"Make me as one of thy hired servants." And he repented.
But my Nick, he never repented.
And he didn't come home of his own accord.
He come home in a coffin.
Charlie. Take me home, Charlie.
I'm sorry. It's all over.
It's finished. Give me that! How dare you!
Oh... Leave me alone.
Turn it off, will you! You're going to run the flaming battery down!
Sorry! It's not like I'm doing it for free or anything!
MUSIC BLARES ON RADIO
LAUREN TURNS RADIO OFF
Well, there's always Billy.
You know, the last time I saw my Nick, we had a terrible row.
We parted on very bad terms.
I wanted the funeral to put it right.
You couldn't have done any more.
I wanted to say sorry.
To his face.
Take me to him.
-You've put him to rest now.
-I want to see his face!
But he'll be gone!
No. No, they won't do it until the end of the day.
We could still be in time.
I don't know why you're all looking at me? It wasn't just my fault.
-Who else's fault was it, then, eh?
-I bet you're loving this!
-It was all of us.
-Well, I was there for Dot!
Unlike some who didn't even turn up on time.
Not for the want of trying, Shirley.
What were you thinking, you idiot?
What was I thinking!? He didn't help.
-I was showing you up for who you really are.
At least I got up there. At least I tried.
Why did you have to go and do that to him?
-Oh, don't you start!
-Well, I am starting.
All right, we've had a bit of a moment,
-let's not make it any worse.
-You see what you've done?
You know what? I don't even want to be here.
We can resurrect this. Why don't you stay, pay your respects...
Think about Nick Cotton?
Mick's right, you know...
Shut up, Patrick! You weren't even there!
That's all her fault, not mine!
If you'd really cared, you'd have gone regardless!
-What are we going to do now, eh?
-I have no clue...
Oh, that's it, Sharon, go on, run off!
I'm off to see Dot. Show her we care.
-Bit late for that now, ain't it?
-Hardly appropriate, girls, is it?
Best I leave now, before it gets very inappropriate!
The idea ain't to scare people off, you know, Shirley.
Denise, enough, please.
Patrick, we need to do something. We're here to honour someone...
I think we missed the moment.
-First drink on the house?
-I think it's a bit late for that, Linda.
I think I'm going to go and see how she is.
-Don't everyone go...
-I'd like to propose a toast.
-Nan, please don't.
-To the lovely people of Walford.
But I want to say sorry to him in my own way.
-The right way. Get the car, Charlie.
-You'll only get more upset.
I want to see him like I should have done when he was here.
-They're not going to allow it.
-All right, then, I'll drive myself.
Listen. He's not there!
Not any more.
Not really. He's gone...
To a better place.
Mrs B, I just wanted to say sorry about what happened...
Out of my way.
-Where is she going?
-She wants the coffin opened.
-What? You can't let her do that!
-How do I stop her?
Do you know? Because I don't!
She was just upset.
She didn't mean it.
I did what she asked, I just don't get it.
But she's just raw.
You know, she don't know what she's saying.
In fact, she was reaching out.
-And we were all to blame.
That was me.
I'm the one who's let her down.
I really tried.
What's that noise?
I got my foot wet.
Lauren, don't get the carpet all wet, will you?
Hi, have you got a minute?
Hello, Deals on Wheels. Oh, yeah, you all right, John?
Can you run me through those figures, please, mate?
I just wanted to ask you something. You saw my web page, right?
Yeah, I loved it.
OK. Well, obviously, I want to give letting properties a go.
And Billy said I couldn't do it on my own.
-And he's right.
-What, so you're teaming up with Billy?
No, are you kidding? I want to team up with you.
What do I know about letting flats?
Well, I'll teach you.
All right, mate. No worries, I'll call you back. Cheers.
Just think about it, we could be the two LBs.
That's an omen right there.
Yeah, thanks and everything, but I mean, I can't even do this right...
Yeah, I mean, I've got to say, she has got a point.
What do you know?
Seriously, Lucy, you'd be better off with Billy.
I brought it in for you.
So, what's in the package?
Come on, Sharon, I did you a favour.
Do you want me to pat you on the back and say, "Well done"?
So, it's all still down to me, is it?
Well, I didn't see anyone else waving a speech around.
Yeah, I didn't see you till halfway through the funeral,
so don't start taking it out on me.
I was going to make Dot guest of honour at the opening.
I was even going to get her to cut a ribbon.
She won't come within a million miles of the place now.
Good, she ain't bought a drink in years, has she?
Anyway, I did my bit, didn't I? Turned up, so now you owe me.
-I owe you?
-A promise is a promise.
Well, maybe you should try Shirley.
You think I didn't see you two cosying up in the crematorium?
-What are you talking about?
-Women notice everything.
-She came and sat down next to me.
-All that space and she ends up there?
What was I supposed to do, shove her away? She was crying.
Aw... Poor Shirley!
She was remembering Heather. I couldn't just slide away, could I?
You know, if I thought for one second that you still liked Shirley...
I mean, seriously, there's the bottom of the barrel,
and then there's her underneath it. So...
So, see this, this is us, Phil. You got that?
It's you and me and no-one else.
Do you like it?
-I love it.
And I love who's holding it as well.
-Where are you going now?
-To sort your mess.
Tell me if you can't do this. I won't mind.
We can go back.
I have to say, Mrs Branning,
this is the first time I've ever heard a request like this.
No, he ain't. No, I can sense him, he's waiting for me.
If you'd like to give me a minute.
-Is this one of your jokes?
-I wish it was.
And I know what you're going to say, but there was no stopping her.
They wouldn't allow it, they couldn't!
You say that now, but we know Mrs B when she wants something, don't we?
Earlier, when I said you were, you know...
..with that builder... I don't know why I said what I did.
-I'm not doing this, Mum! I'm not!
I'm so sorry...
I wanted to see him...
I never said goodbye to him...
You were there for him.
-You know you were.
And, more importantly,
Dad knew it as well.
I'm off to see Patrick.
Look, don't worry about it, it'll work itself out.
I was just going to see Dot,
wondered if anyone wanted to come with me?
Good luck with that.
Are you coming?
We need to get the name sorted for the restaurant and the sign ordered.
We open in less than a month.
Ian, I've told you that needs to be a joint decision.
You can't do that without me.
Oh, dear, what's he done now?
The restaurant name.
Why don't you just do what I did with my company
and name it after yourself?
Beale's. There, problem solved.
-Well, I suppose it's all right.
-I like it.
Yeah, I bet you do!
Right, now we've finally decided on that,
-there's no reason you can't come and see Dot.
-No, I'm staying put.
We'll save these for the next family picnic. What do you reckon?
-She send you in here?
Well, funnily enough, sometimes I do have my own thoughts.
And I'm having one right now.
And it's about you and it's about your mother...
and it's about the fact that I can't tell either of you how to behave.
Because I respect you both too much for that.
I don't like an unhappy home.
I don't do friction.
I had enough of that with the old man.
So, I was hoping just...
you know, maybe one of you could do me a massive favour
and offer the old branch of the olive, you know?
Of course, that's going to take the more mature of the two.
Yeah. That ain't Mum, is it?
Which is why I'm standing in this kitchen.
No, it hurts, Dad.
The things she says.
I've got to be the adult, even though I did nothing wrong?
I'll leave that for you to decide. There's no pressure.
I'm sure you'll make the right decision.
That's not fair, that is total pressure, Dad. That is manipulation.
Ah! Can't believe you saw through me!
You are going to make one blinding little lawyer one day.
You know that, don't you?
Oh, no, thanks.
I haven't since I was a teenager behind the bike sheds.
You been over there yet?
No, I was just on my way now.
Got no idea what to say, though.
What if she never forgives us?
Then I will never forgive Ian.
Same goes for Phil.
Yeah. You're right.
I'll never forgive him either.
And you heard me say that.
Come on, Patrick, cheer up.
It'll all blow over.
Maybe you should leave him be for now.
Put a smile on your miserable mug.
Patrick, lighten up!
I really wouldn't push it, Cora.
What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?
I SAID, STOP IT!
You know, you're a hard, thoughtless woman and I've had enough of you.
As soon as you've found somewhere to live, I want you to move out.
Now, if you'll excuse me I want to visit Dorothy,
because she's somebody who I do care about.
I did warn you.
So, basically, I've collected all the contacts from Butcher's Joints
-and various other bits of data.
-How did you do that?
Because I'm resourceful, that's what any new business needs.
You two? Seriously?
And these here are the names of all the property owners
that Janine had in her pending file,
so we just jump in there and broker all the deals.
Billy, I'd like to remind you, you work for me, not for her.
-Just ignore him.
-Fine, ignore me.
I'm sure it'll be a great success.
She don't need no double-glazing, thank you.
I'm here to see Dot.
-She ain't in.
-Then I'll go in and wait.
Shirley, maybe for once, this isn't about you and me.
I'm here for the same reason as you.
To make up for earlier.
Yeah, well, I'd still rather you waited out here.
Look, Shirley, why don't we just leave it, eh?
Fine. Have it your way. I'll come back later.
I hate goodbyes.
I don't know anyone who doesn't.
And I hate funerals.
Can't believe I'm agreeing with you.
All I could think about during that ceremony was Hev.
Where is she now,
and what happens to you when you finally shuffle off?
I'd love to see her again.
There's a few people I'd like to see an' all.
You put heart and soul into living and...
..in the end, it's not even worth it.
Well, maybe you should ditch the fags,
you'll be shuffling off before your time.
Was that concern I hear in your voice?
You're hearing things.
Do you ever wonder what your life would be like
if Dennis was still alive?
Dennis is none of your business.
It'd be different, though, wouldn't it?
You wouldn't be with Phil, that's for sure.
-And you would?
No chance. I'll tell you that for nothing.
Was he like Phil?
I'm just asking.
He was a good man.
It's always the good ones that go first, isn't it?
You meet someone else.
Someone completely different.
Me and Phil go way back. We've always had something special.
So, sorry to disappoint you, Shirley, I'm hanging on to him.
You do that.
Because I ain't interested.
I'm allowed in now, am I?
Well, we can be civil, can't we?
-I thought you promised us dinner?
-You still up for that?
Yeah. I mean, I've got a load of studying to do tonight,
but I'm up for it.
And... I managed to nick this back off you.
Don't open it till Sunday.
Course I won't!
-Here you are. Listen to this.
Fatboy's just been in.
He said that Dot has gone back to the crematorium to see Nick.
-Like, physically see Nick.
-Did he try and stop her?
I don't know.
You weren't there, Roxy.
The crematorium was practically empty.
Everything about it was just awful.
Well, I'll forgive Dot for losing the plot, then.
She didn't lose the plot.
Everything she said was absolutely right.
And why not go back and see him if she wants to?
Letting go is the hardest thing you'll ever have to do.
You know what, maybe you shouldn't have gone today.
I know, I just thought maybe I could help in some way,
maybe say something that would...
But you can't! You can't, can you? There's nothing...
There's just nothing that helps. I know, I've tried.
I'm going to go.
Where you going?
-Come on, Ron.
-"Come on, Ron", what?
-You're going to see Stacey.
I thought you were going to drop all of this.
It's my birthday tomorrow, yeah?
So, if you were stuck on what to get me for a gift,
you could leave her well alone.
Now, that, that would be the perfect present, Ron.
I am going to see Dot, going to see if she's back yet.
Look, I'm not going to see Stacey. I promise!
Just stop worrying, all right? I'll see you later.
Kids are meant to love their dad, right?
That's what you're supposed to do?
Right, well, I'm officially not loving him. Just so you know.
Come on, Luce?
The worst thing is that he's right.
I can't work with Billy Mitchell. It's a stupid idea.
-Then just don't do it.
-But I need someone!
I mean, the whole thing's dead now, anyway.
So there's no point.
So, what, you're just going to give up after half a day?
If that's you, Luce, then you're right to stop.
That's not you, is it?
Well, someone say something?
-Well, I think sorry might be...
-Yeah, that's a good start, yeah.
And after that?
-Assuming she doesn't throw us out.
What did you want to hear, when you first lost your Paul?
-But knowing you couldn't have that?
Didn't want anything.
You're right. You just want them back.
-That's the only thing in your head.
-But you just keep going, don't you?
Yep. I've got a sister.
-And I've got friends.
-Yeah. Is it enough?
It's never enough.
Don't get me wrong, I mean, I've very glad I've got you all.
Right, that's what we're going to do, then.
Offer what we can.
I'll go with that.
The main thing is that we don't leave
until we do what we came to do.
So, when she asks why we're all here...
We just tell her.
Yeah. Plain and simple.
We're her friends.
Well, you'll be able to buy plenty more soon enough.
You still want me?
Your dad's an idiot.
No, but he's not, though, is he? That's the whole point.
He's smart, Lucy, he knows stuff!
Come on, Lauren, this could be amazing!
I'm not going to fail, despite what everyone says,
this is going to work.
So, are you with me or not?
Mrs B... How did it, um...
Cup of tea?
Of course, it's just... I should...
That's not burning food you can smell. It's not.
It's not! It just seems that way.
They'll all be back, Mick, don't you worry about that.
Worry, L? Me? You know me better than that.
Was just wondering where Shirl's got to.
So sorry, Dot. We didn't want to surprise you.
But we couldn't just keep away.
So, you think that makes it better, do you, Sharon?
Well, I doubt my Nick would want you here,
so I suggest that you all go.
Dot, we messed up!
We turned out for you, Dot, I'm sorry we forgot Nick.
Well, in some ways it's understandable.
I mean, he wasn't everyone's favourite person, was he?
But he was your favourite person,
and we didn't give you or him enough respect.
We should have seen him through your eyes, not ours.
Bit late to come to that conclusion, ain't it?
We're not here hoping that you'd forgive us, I mean, why should you?
It's just that if you could find something, anything at all
that was good about today, then we'd all like to share it.
So, you've come round here on the off chance of salvaging something?
-Well, you can't.
Sharing him weren't what I really wanted.
Because he was my Nick.
He was my Nick.
We're not going, Dot.
We're not, Dot.
And we're sorry that we can't think of anything else to say.
Put the kettle on?
We've got company.
-Are you sure about this?
You're definitely 100% sure?
Do you want to wash cars for the rest of your life?
All right, well, if you think that I can do it.
Yes. Yes, we are.
I'll have a lemonade and whatever my partner's having.
Orange juice, please.
Luce, I made those calls...
And there's seven possibles who want to rent out their properties out.
-Oh, Billy's involved?
What do you mean, no?
No. I thought it was a good idea but... No.
My dad might need somebody.
Back to frying chips, eh?
Let's hope it don't blow up in your face.
Thank you. Cheers!
Come on, Nan, you know he didn't mean it.
We don't need him anyway.
I'm not leaving without you, Dexter.
-So, you sticking around?
-Yeah, I think so.
Maybe see you later.
How about definitely? We'll grab a drink one night.
Yeah, we could.
I don't like this. Lying to her, seeing how upset she is.
How do you think I feel?
Look, take this and we say no more.
What makes you think you're welcome back in this pub?
-I invited her!
-Calm down, Shirley, or I'll have to hose you down again.
Try it, Tosh, and I'll shove that hose somewhere where you don't want it.
-Can't you two just try and get on?
The weird thing is, I quite like it.
What, your family ripping chunks out of each other?
Turn it down, Nance! I'm trying to write an essay!
Shut up, you little boffin!
Yeah, feels like a proper home.
You're an old softy, Mick Carter.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Someone else will get it. Come here.
Oh! You get the phone.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Sorry, I'm not interested.
KNOCK ON DOOR
All right, all right!
-The agency are only sending them here!
-The bar staff. For my interviews.
I mean, seriously, The Albert and the Queen Vic - hardly the same place!
I even got the sign up today, and all!
I mean, I swear they've done this on purpose
because I was haggling over fees.
Wait a minute - you're calling it The Albert?
-Yeah. Yeah, didn't I mention it?
Well, anyway, I'd cancel the whole thing
but we're opening next week and I've got to get contracts sorted.
Look, I'm sorry to ask, Linda, but would you mind sending them
round the corner for me?
-Do the interviews here.
Why not? There's more space. Nobody hammering in the background.
If they really mess up, they can stick around and drown their sorrows.
Thank you, Linda. You are such a mate. Cheers.
Well, you did ask him.
Yeah, well, I'm going to ask his opinion as well.
Dad, what do you reckon about this?
Yeah, for what?
Well, we're going to the bank to ask for a loan.
-Right, so you're going to go through with that, are you?
-Yeah, why wouldn't we?
All we need is a bit of start-up capital for a solicitor's fee and marketing material.
-Paperclips and that.
-Yeah. No, you look... nice.
Nice? Max, appearance is important.
Maybe you'd sell a few more cars if you looked a little less crumpled.
-You know what they say about owners and their dogs?
I'm not being funny, Dad,
but you do look a lot more like Tramp these days!
Lauren, I'm just about to make two grand for dropping
a motor off in Wanstead.
So don't worry about me. Worry about what you're going to do
-when the bank manager laughs in your face.
Banks don't give money to anyone, do they?
You ain't got no assets, Lauren. And you've hardly even had a proper job. Think about it.
Do you know what, he's got a point.
This is clearly a bad idea.
Don't say that!
I'm not being funny, Lucy, but look at me.
I don't know nothing about business - you've done this all before.
Not like this! We are starting our own company from scratch.
Which is ridiculous.
Lauren, you're creative, you're intelligent.
And you're my best friend and I really need you.
We just need to...
tweak your image a little bit.
Do you know what, I'm going to start calling you that from now on.
I'm just the messenger.
What's she doing in here? We ain't even open yet.
I said she could do a couple of interviews.
Why is she letting a competitor interview staff in our pub?
Have you seen the books lately?
-We in trouble?
-If L says it's all right for Sharon to be here,
it's all right for Sharon to be here.
Sorry I hosed you down.
Shouldn't you be at work?
Day off. Thought I'd come and see my favourite lady.
Don't worry, we're off out later.
How come Fireman Samantha's sniffing about again?
I don't know - maybe because she's my girlfriend?
Will you turn it in, please? We've got bigger things to worry about.
If that market closes, we'll lose all our punters.
Then why is Linda giving a helping hand to our biggest rival?
Like Mick says, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
It's all part of my master plan.
Oh, and what's that, then? Show everyone you're a mug?
Who was that on the phone before?
You have one minute to come down here and move that van or I'll get someone to move it for you!
What is it about men with a little bit of power, eh?
Could you just... Could you please just let them finish?
It's just Sharon's really doing my head in about opening night next week.
I'd really appreciate it.
All right, for my two favourite ladies.
-Just tell them to move it when they are finished.
-Oh, put your tongue away.
-What? I'm just doing a bit of window shopping.
Anyway, Amy is at Jack's for the weekend, so...
What's the plan? For tonight.
I thought we'll hit the West End, a few bars, and then we'll...
We were just going for a quiet drink.
You said don't make a fuss.
Well, I didn't mean it. It's my birthday.
We should be out all night.
Look, we're not 18 any more, Roxy.
Thank you for reminding me! Thank you.
Bloke called Brian for you. Says he rang earlier.
Do you owe him money, then?
It's my dad's neighbour.
Reckons the old man's had a fall.
-Shouldn't you go and see him, then?
-Look, I ain't your dad's biggest fan either but...
-Well, it's not really my problem.
Well, thanks for coming. Cheers.
Oh! I envy you, Linda. Traditional pub, family behind the bar.
You know, trying to find staff to work for me at The Albert is a nightmare.
-I can imagine.
-I mean, I need people who can entertain
sophisticated clientele, you know.
I mean, here people are happy if you bung them a lukewarm pint and some out-of-date pork scratchings.
Not that there is anything wrong with that.
You know, you're traditional, like I said.
You know, most landlords - they'd have come in here and completely
modernised the place, they'd have put in a pool table and all sorts.
But not you.
Oh, Linda, I just want The Albert to be the best bar in Walford, you know.
-I've got all these amazing plans.
Now that would be telling, wouldn't it?
I thought I told you to refill the optics.
What's rattled her cage?
Can I get a vodka and tonic? Double, please.
-What are we celebrating?
-How old do you think I look?
Not a day over 21.
I'm 36. Today.
Which according to my sister means I'm too old to celebrate.
No. You're never too old for a party!
Here you are, start with that. On the house.
Aw, thank you! Well, at least somebody cares, eh?
Were you chatting her up?
Course I'm not! It's Roxy. She's a mate.
Anyway, it's her sister I want to have a chat with.
I told you this was a waste of time.
No, we just need a proper shop.
You know, somewhere a bit more "young professional".
But that's hardly me, is it?
OK, this is the new you.
Lauren Branning - businesswoman - entrepreneur!
I didn't know he was still around. Where's he been staying, then?
The market inspector's.
How do you know that?
Come on, I know somewhere else we can go.
Hey, are you busy? I was going to cook lunch for...
Oh, no, sorry, I'm at Ian's all afternoon.
-Oh? Hot date, yeah?
-No, it's a meeting about the restaurant. We've got the fitters coming round.
I was only joking. See you later.
We've only just cleared up from the wake, Tina. It's hardly appropriate.
A party is just what everyone needs.
And we've got a load of leftovers in the fridge to use up.
Think about it, Mick, OK? Load of happy punters, tills ringing...
I know you're worried about money.
You know, my name might not be over the door, but I want to help.
Yeah, why not?
-I love you.
-I love you.
All I'm saying is, the vintage look is very fashionable.
-I thought we'd agreed bright and contemporary.
-Can't we do both?
-It'd be a contradiction.
Not necessarily. We don't want to come across as sterile.
Why can't you just trust my vision?
-What about my vision?
-I'm the one who started this restaurant.
Oh, and how did that go for you?!
I want my restaurant to be cutting edge. What is wrong with that?
-Where's the warmth?
-What, you think I can't make a restaurant warm?
Ian, you wouldn't know warm if I set your trousers on fire!
You know something, I have really missed this.
Jane, I didn't mean that!
Don't even think about following me!
What, a party?
Yeah, we'll handle catering, decorations, drinks...
We'll have a nice bottle of bubbly on ice for when you arrive.
Yeah, I'm sorry, it's just, it's Roxy's birthday.
I don't know if she's going to want to spend it at the Vic.
No? She's sat in there right now. By herself.
Look, you're her family.
Don't you want to make sure she's looked after, made a fuss of?
Where else are you going to get at this notice?
And you know we throw a naughty party.
Oh, come on, it'll be fun.
All right. How much is it going to cost me?
I'm really sorry, Lucy. When the bank manager said "gross", I thought he meant...
Don't worry about it. It's just a set back.
You heard what he said, though!
"You do not meet our lending criteria."
I am not giving up, all right? I need this.
I'm tired of slaving around for people who treat me like dirt.
And this time next year, we are
going to be sitting in our own luxury offices, I promise you.
Tea to go.
You all right? Your dad told me you had a meeting at the bank.
How'd it go?
Right, well, I'm sorry to hear that.
Chin up, eh?
Right, I'll leave you ladies to it.
No, do you know what? You are right. We can do this.
You're right, we can.
We just need to find someone with some spare cash.
A party? For the Mitchells?
I think it's a great idea. With The Albert opening next week, we need to remind everyone
-that we're still the best boozer in Walford.
If we want this place to survive, we need to be proactive. We all need to graft together.
Right, that's you and me decided then, Shirl. We're on decorations.
Linda, Nancy, go and have a look at that grub from the wake - see if there's anything usable.
Johnny boy, the floors and the khazis.
I want 'em scrubbed, I want 'em spotless.
Why does he get all the glamorous jobs?
Come on then, liven up!
You're worried about him, I can tell.
You know, if you go and check Stan's OK,
-it don't mean you've forgiven him.
-Why should I?
-For Tina? She cares even if you don't.
He's probably done it on purpose, so he can weasel his way back into our lives.
What, so you're just going to abandon him?
He abandoned us.
Sure you're up for this?
OK, I'll see you later. Bye.
You all right, Ronnie? Listen, are you seeing Stacey again?
No, I'm not. Why don't you leave her alone, Max?
All right. Only asking.
I am so sorry!
Can't you just watch where you're going?
I wanted to drink it, not wear it!
Johnny! Get the mop!
What time you clocking off?
-I'm ready for a big night with my little lady.
We've just had a party booking. Mick's going to need my help.
What about our night out?
We can go out tomorrow. It's Roxy's birthday!
No, no, no, don't be like that!
Er, yeah, cheers.
Sorry, I shouldn't have bitten your head off.
Can't blame you, after I poured scalding hot coffee down you.
Trust me, I've had a lot of pain inflicted on me
by women over the years. That weren't even in the top ten.
The voice of experience.
Well, you know, my life ain't worked out how I had it all planned.
It's all right, just ignore me. Just being a grumpy old man.
Come on. You'd be doing me a favour.
Take my mind off my own problems.
Well, you know. It's just...
well, just seeing Stacey again brought a lot of stuff back.
Yeah, but not just him. Tanya. Just a lot of ghosts.
Max, maybe you should focus on the future.
Yeah, I think you might be right.
Listen, stay and have a little drink with me.
Has someone put Viagra in the water supply around here or something?
So? How did you two get on?
Well, don't worry, you'll think of something.
We already have.
Yeah, we just need a grand. To start us off.
No. Ain't going to happen.
See? Forget it, Luce.
Why would he believe I could actually achieve something anyway?
Well, I just hope she kept the receipt for that suit.
You know, a year ago she was drinking herself into a early grave.
And now she's trying to launch her own business.
Any real man would give his daughter a bit of support.
Well, if you can't get here on time, don't bother coming.
You still looking for that bar staff?
Well, so far they've all been a waste of space.
-Yeah, why not?
Well, what would your family say?
I could not care less what they think. They treat me like their lackey.
Anyway, I want to work somewhere with a bit more style.
Well, thanks for the compliment but I don't think it's a good idea.
-Why not? I've been pulling pints since before I could walk.
-Well, the thing is,
we need people who can do more than just pull pints.
OK, then what will it be? Long Island Ice Tea?
Mojito? Rusty Nail?
You've got a bit of swagger, I'll give you that.
Well, I've never had any complaints yet.
And you don't mind that you'd be sleeping with the enemy?
No offence, you're not really my type.
Well, go on, then. I'll have a Cosmopolitan.
But if you want to work for me,
it'll have to be the best I've ever tasted.
What are you doing here?
Shouldn't you be at home?
I've come to see what mischief that Cora's done
while I ain't been here.
You should be taking it easy, Dot.
You sound like that grandson of mine.
It's just because we care.
Oh - I forgot to thank you.
For that nice reading you did yesterday.
What's the matter? Is it something what Ian has done?
He kissed me.
Ooh. Oh, dear. Ain't he supposed to be engaged to Denise?
It's all my fault.
I honestly thought we could work together as friends.
I've been stupid.
You ain't stupid. You've got more between your ears than all them
wives of his put together.
I'm sick of people trying to take advantage of me, Dot.
Yes. Well, you go on and you show him who's in charge.
Go on. Go and tell him.
Thank you, Dot.
-It looks good.
-I know. Not that it matters now.
How do you get your parents to take you seriously?
Where've you been?
Look in there.
Your dad just gave it to me.
-Well, he saw my figures and didn't want to miss out on a good thing.
I can't believe he's done this for me.
This is really going to happen, isn't it?
LB Lettings is officially in business!
Here, Luce - I thought you said you made this?
Yeah, I did.
Right, then why does it say "Web design by Jake Stone"
at the bottom, then?
He was just giving me a helping hand.
Yeah, I bet he was. I quit.
Here we go, here we go. Oi, oi, oi, oi!
-Oh, well, you've really pushed the boat out, then?
-And where is everybody, anyway?
-They're all on their way.
Don't worry about it.
Trust me, no-one throws a party like us.
-It's going to be great! Don't worry.
-Go on, get yourself in that VIP area over there.
Go on. Oi, oi.
We might only need 20 of those.
Because if we do the pictures, it's going to reduce the number of...
I wasn't sure if you were coming back, so we just got started.
Hello. I've sketched out some brand-new designs.
We don't want to keep falling back on the same old cliches, do we, Ian?
I didn't go near Jake. I swear nothing happened.
He was just helping me with the website.
So why did you lie to me about it, then?
Because I knew you wouldn't like it. No more secrets.
This is never going to work if we don't trust each other.
I know we've had our ups and downs,
-but it's going to be different this time.
-Do you promise?
Cross my heart and hope to die.
-Yeah. All right. Partners.
So, why don't we go out next week and celebrate your birthday
and the launch of our new business?
Yeah, OK. You're buying, though.
No. Your dad is!
Thank you, we'll be in touch.
That went very well.
You certainly know how to get your point across.
Listen, about earlier...
All that, us, is in the past.
We are just business partners, clear?
Forget it ever happened.
Forget what happened?
You see, now this is more like it!
All right, it's not a complete disaster anyway.
Can't believe my sister's turning 36.
Yeah, and what have I got to show for it, eh?
The best sister in the world? A beautiful daughter?
All right! All right!
But is, you know, a tall, handsome stranger too much to ask for?
You'll find someone, I promise you.
Here's to a new start.
To a new start.
Time for a refill!
What can I get the birthday girl?
Oh, um... Bottle of champagne, please?
Vodka and coke?
Right, that'll be a no.
-Can I get...
A bottle of champagne.
And two glasses.
I've already said I'm sorry.
Just call me back when you get this, OK?
What's the matter?
Tosh won't answer my calls.
She's probably too busy chatting some girl up.
Well, do yourself a favour.
Go upstairs, put some slap on that beautiful boat and go and find her.
Remind her what's she's got. Go on, get out of it.
You know what we should have in this place? A pool table.
You don't like pool.
And if I feel left out, I could always hold your cue.
Sorry for hassling you about your dad.
-You know, I ain't worried about him. I'm worried about you.
You might act like you don't give a damn, Mick Carter, but I know you.
Unless you find out if Stan's OK,
you won't be able to live with yourself.
You know why? Because you're a better man than he is.
Tina will batter me if she finds out I've left him in the lurch.
So you'll go and see him?
Yes, I'll go. You win!
I'm only going to go and check on him. I can't do all this small-talk.
I told you you're an old softy.
Go on, then.
What, now? No, I was going to go in the morning.
No time like the present.
I can't tell you. Not until I've spoken to Mum.
He's got something he wants to say.
Spit it out.
Right, look, I went to see Sharon earlier.
I've got a new job. At The Albert.
That's my boy! I'm proud of you.
You sure about this?
Can someone tell me what's going on here?
If The Albert's our competitor,
we're going to need someone on the inside.
Still think I'm a mug?
Looks like the Mitchells aren't the only ones that know how to play dirty.
That was the best birthday ever!
Did I see you getting friendly with Aleks earlier?
-Did he sweep you off your feet?
-Yes, something like that, all right.
I'm sorry I was such a miserable cow earlier.
And thank you for dropping all that Stacey stuff.
You know I love you, don't you?
Yes, I know. Shut up.
Hi, it's me.
Thanks again for your help.
I can't wait to see you.
And you're right, Lauren doesn't have to know.
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After Phil's actions cause trouble for himself and those around him he has some explaining to do, but will Sharon forgive him?
Linda causes a rift with Johnny when she gets the wrong end of the stick, and Mick's family loyalty is put to the test when he receives an unexpected call.
Lucy's business plans make progress when she teams up with an unlikely individual, but her lies soon trip her up; will she be able to salvage her idea?
Alfie is forced to come clean, while Cora pushes a devastated Patrick one step too far.
Masood makes his feelings clear, but are they reciprocated?
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Jane receives some unwanted attention...