A chance to catch up on the week's drama in Albert Square. Chaos descends on the Butcher household as Carol and David's wedding day arrives, and Ian's behaviour worries Sharon.
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You're going into work early! It's Bank Holiday!
Erm, I'm expecting a delivery. Oh, lovely!
What's mine is yours, what's yours is mine.
Isn't that the way this marriage lark works?
In fact, I'll tell you what. Let's start as we mean to go on, shall we?
-Full of it, ain't he?
-Yeah, he's full of it.
-What've you got there?
-Wedding breakfast. It will be...
-Once we've baked the cake.
-Iced the chocolate log.
-Defrosted the drumsticks.
-See you in a bit.
Has he got at you, too?
Is that why you've not said anything?
I need to speak to your grandad first.
Fat chance in this madhouse...
Hang on a minute, what do you mean, "got at me, too"?
Has he asked you to keep schtum about this?
-'And keep 'em closed.
'I want to show you something!
'And how am I going to see it if my eyes are shut?'
Why is it, right, you've got an answer for everything?
-What are you doing?
-And, you. Keep your mince pies closed.
Just humour him, Nance, I ain't had my breakfast yet!
Tiles have arrived.
-Is that it? Is that the big surprise?
-Painters have finished an' all.
-Oh, have they?
-That's probably what it was.
-I have got to see this!
Ain't you got an exam to go to? Come here.
Sorry. Should I have not said?
They didn't knock off till late last night.
So, I didn't get a proper pipe till just now.
Well, what do you think?
Looks better than it did a couple of days ago.
Leave it out, Nance!
It looked better after the Blitz than it did a couple of days ago!
-Oi! Good luck!
So, this is it. New-look boozer. New looking sign on the way.
Thanks to Auntie Shirl.
If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be here in the first place, would we?
Come on, you.
-About last week.
Right. I think we should have a celebration.
A big family lunch. All of us.
I'll cook us a nice bit of grub. What do you reckon?
Lovely. So, who was that then?
Oh, my brief.
Reminding me of the court case tomorrow. Ten o'clock.
So, all the more reason.
Let's enjoy ourselves today.
Hey, Tam, you forgot your sandwiches...
-Someone been sending you flowers?
-No, no, it's...
I need to speak to you.
Well, I need to speak to your mum first.
Right, out the way.
-You all right? Come to help?
-No, just wanted to drop that off.
What is it?
Updated. Good for a few years yet.
-Which is just as well.
-Cos we've got that.
Where's that, the Caribbean?
Florida Keys, we fly out day after the wedding.
Nice early evening flight. And that's where we're staying.
I can't. I've got an appointment with the consultant that afternoon!
I spoke to him, we're only going for a couple of weeks, aren't we?
He said to go and have a lovely time.
And come back when you're nice and tanned. And rested.
Well, not too rested, eh?
Get a room!
-Do you like it, then?
I just don't get it.
Who in their right mind would send something like this to a funeral?
You really have no idea?
Well, someone who knew Lucy, obviously,
but apart from that, not a clue.
I checked. There's nothing else on it, just that.
And you don't recognise the writing or...?
Everything else OK?
Thanks, Phil, OK?
The other night, I was a mess, I know.
You had a lot on your mind, didn't you?
I won't say anything, you know.
That's between you and Mick.
You won't say anything cos there's nothing to say!
Simple enough, ain't it?
Even for a bonehead like you?
Don't forget the tea, will you? I owe you 40p.
Hi. You got any empty boxes?
-Having a clear-out, Ian?
-Yeah, it's not a museum, is it?
Lucy's room. All her stuff.
I've got to start somewhere.
-What was that all about?
I feel really guilty. Not been over for ages.
Maybe I'll pop and see him, eh?
Nah. Leave it to me. I'll nip over there later.
-Check he's OK.
-Yeah. See you soon, yeah.
Hey, I only said, "Dig me out a change of clothing."
-You didn't have to bring 'em over!
-I'm not stopping.
Still not crazy about this. You lying for me.
I told you, if a judge sees a young lad up for handling,
he'll throw the book at you.
An old guy like me? Slap on the wrists.
Feeling the cold?
Can't be too careful. My time of life.
So, a chill's a no-no, but prison's OK, is it?
Prison?! Come on!
Brought some of Grandad's stuff over. Just in case.
In case of what?
-Now that you're here.
I'm cooking a bit of munch later.
Plenty to go round if you fancy joining us?
Come on, then. Out with it.
-What's the matter? You've been in a funny mood all weekend.
That's what it does to you, ain't it?
Well, you know, a day or two before the wedding,
you find out your dad's been cheating on your mum.
-Puts you in a bit of a funny mood.
Who've I been cheating with? Hmm?
-Oh, so it's not just Nikki, then?
Me and Nikki?!
-Are you having a laugh?
-Dad, don't lie to me,
cos this is too serious!
-You can't be, darling, cos she's an airhead.
-Never stopped you before.
Get real, will you, love?
Liam's told me.
He's told me everything. He's told me he saw you.
Give me one good reason, one good reason, why I don't tell Mum?
She can't help herself, that one, can she?
Makes a pass at anyone in a pair of trousers.
So, is that what happened then, she come onto you?
Yes, darling. She did.
Once and once only.
I mean, come on, Bianca, think about it.
Your mum and I are finally getting wed, after all these years,
do you seriously think I'd put that at risk for a slapper like Nikki?
Well, why'd you tell Liam to keep schtum then?
Because I know how you'd react!
You'd go off on one, your mum certainly would and for what?
For nothing. No, less than nothing.
A liberty-taking bimbo, who's not right in the head.
And you know the worst thing?
Then she'd have got exactly what she wanted.
I mean, look what she was like with you and Terry at Christmas.
She sees anyone happy, she just wants to spoil it.
Is this why I've been getting the evil eye all weekend?
Me and Nikki?
For crying out, Bianca.
Give me some credit at least.
-That figures, don't it?
-Putting out the rubbish.
-Is that what you said to him?
Or did you just make your move straightaway?
Cos my dad's right, Nikki,
you can't stand anyone being happy, can you?
You just have to ruin it. You done it to me and Terry,
and now you're trying to do it to my mum and dad.
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-You really are a slapper,
-aren't you? He's right.
-Bianca, what's happening?
-Go on, tell me.
-Go for it.
-Her - making a move on my dad.
Ignore her, Terry, she's got a screw loose.
You ever pull a stroke like that again...
-Pulling your dad?
-..I will knock you out...
-I'd have to be desperate.
-..do you understand me?
-An old man like him?
-He's a man, Nikki!
That's enough for you, isn't it?
An old man that's about to marry some frumpy, old cow?
Phil came to see me, had a word.
-Me and you.
He reckons maybe we should have a word, too.
Yeah, maybe we should.
Maybe we could go for a walk after lunch or something?
-I could come with you if you want.
Court tomorrow. Have a word with the judge.
-Make sure he throws away the key?
-Yeah, that sort of thing.
-Dean's already said he'd come with me.
-No need to bother Dean.
Least he can do.
Me putting him up and that.
But cheers, son. Much appreciated.
Ian? Mind if I come in?
Give me a hand if you like.
Yeah, course I will, if you're sure.
I told you, I can't go on living in a museum.
It's not going to bring her back, is it?
She's not going to moan at me for putting coffee in her mug,
or dunk another tea bag in it.
Not going to leave her straighteners and her hairdryer on the floor.
I cleared out most of my mum's stuff after she died.
Don't stop me still seeing her, though -
over the caff, in the car lot.
Do you know what? I wish she was still here.
I mean, she...
Whatever happened, whatever went wrong,
Pat always knew what to do.
Always knew when you were in trouble.
-Yeah, probably cos I was never out of it.
She was the one who told me Cindy had died.
She was there with me when I told the kids, as well.
I couldn't have done that without her.
Hardest thing I've ever had to do.
Well, I thought it was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do.
There are people that can help you, mate.
OK, your mum's not here. My mum's not here.
But there's other people that can help you through this.
And professionals, you've not even picked this up yet.
There's people who can help you through this, Ian.
There's a way through, is there?
There's always a way through. Always.
I mean, look at me, my mum wouldn't recognise me -
the original walking, talking disaster
about to become a respectable family man.
I mean, who'd have laid any sort of odds on that, eh?
-You and David?
-In her twisted imagination.
-Why would she imagine something like that?
-I don't know, Tel.
She used to be your girlfriend, you tell me.
Bianca does fly off the handle, fair enough.
I could have done her for assault, you do realise that, don't you?
Not usually for no good reason, though,
and I had wondered about the two of you myself.
Hi. Ian said he's left last week's wages in the till.
-Yeah, they're in there.
-All right, Carol?
-Good luck for tomorrow.
Yeah, you picked a really good one there.
-See you later.
All right, we might have had a little cuddle,
but that was a couple of weeks ago.
-I weren't about to tell Bianca that, was I?
-Not being funny, he was up for it just as much I was.
-I bet he was.
And maybe a kiss, but that was a few months ago.
-I've spoke to your grandad.
Well, he's explained everything.
Don't tell me - I was hallucinating.
No. You saw what you saw.
But you just didn't see what happened after.
You know, when he told her to do one and knocked her back.
He told her he didn't want to know, Liam.
Look, it ain't what it looked like to you, is it?
Look, Mum, I know what I saw.
And what I saw in that text, too.
Everything all right with Grandad?
-What do you mean?
-What's the deal with the scarf?
He picked up a bug the other week, had a cough, it must be that.
I've not heard him cough once since I got here.
Right. Dishing up in about five minutes.
Mick, what's the deal with Grandad's scarf?
Oh, yeah. It's ridiculous, innit? At his age.
You watch, he'll be wearing a syrup next.
So how did it go?
-Went all right, I think.
Yes, Carl, what can I get you?
You need to speak to me? What about?
Found this earlier.
-Your birthday card?
Everyone signed it. Some people even left messages.
And this is yours, as well.
The writing's exactly the same.
Well, it was...
What? A joke? What if Ian had read it?
What if Peter had read it? What were you thinking?
What's the point?
-Bit weird all this, ain't it?
This caring grandson act,
couple of weeks ago he'd washed his hands of all of us.
Maybe he's had a change of heart.
-What does that mean?
Bianca's on the warpath, she's been bending my ear about you.
-So listen to me.
-Keep your loon of a daughter away from me.
Bending your ear? Lucky you.
Cos I've been on the receiving end of some serious bodily harm.
-You ain't said nothing, have you?
-Not to her, no.
-No, not really.
-What's that supposed to mean?
-I said, didn't I? No!
It's true, ain't it? My dad and that trollop.
I tried to tell Liam what he told me. I nearly bought it an' all.
But, saying it out loud, I could hear how it sounded.
And it turns out there's a text message from her an' all.
-It was only a hug, weren't it? Nothing else.
-You knew about this?
I only found out today, didn't I?
And there was something that happened a few months ago an' all.
Nikki's trouble, she's always been trouble.
But it does take two, don't it?
Look, please don't go off the handle on this.
You know, it's Nikki we're talking about here.
Didn't stop him, though, did it?
-Hey, I want a word.
-That's funny, I wanted a word with you an' all.
So, this court case of his... It is his, isn't it?
Sure, you go first.
It's just something Grandad said the other day got me thinking.
It's not really his style, is it, dealing dodgy phones?
And, even if it was,
I don't think he'd be so stupid as to actually get caught.
And what with you being all nice to him all of a sudden,
-going and fetching his stuff an' that.
-All right. It wasn't my idea.
So this is down to you?
-You're taking the rap for him.
-I didn't ask him to.
You could have put your hands up yourself, though, couldn't you?
Hand myself in and get him a charge of wasting police time?
-So you let an old man front up for you?
-Smooth, very smooth.
Oh, yeah, cos you lot care about him so much...?
We really don't need this kind of trouble.
I think you've got enough of that already?
-How'd you get that?
-That's a good question, Johnny.
Does anyone know? Mum?
This is nothing to do with your mum.
And how would you know that?
I'll tell you exactly how it happened.
I know I made a promise, but at my age,
if you can't let your hair down...
What does that mean?
I was three sheets to the wind.
Instead of doing what I should have done, collapse into my pit,
I decided to have a bath.
-Soppy old mug.
-As soon as I got in,
my ankle gave way and I fell against the edge of the bath.
I didn't feel a thing...
just went splashing around like a beached whale.
Which is when Mick came in and lifted me out.
-Not a pretty sight, eh, Mick?
-No. I'm still having nightmares.
I'm feeling it this morning, so if you don't mind, son...
And that's what happened, is it?
Calm down, Columbo. I told you, she wasn't there.
You heard what your grandad said.
Now please, can we all just go and eat?
No, I don't believe a word of it. Something's going on.
I don't know what it is, but something's definitely going on.
You lot can play happy families on your own - I'm not interested.
I need to show you something.
I can't have you thinking bad of me.
She wouldn't have meant that.
Well... What about these then? She...
She sent me these as well.
Friendly advice, she said.
About my weight...
and my hair.
She said we should all chip in for flowers...
and I lost it, I suppose.
Please don't say nothing, Tam.
Cos Peter's in a state as it is.
I didn't mean for it to go down the church...
..and I didn't want her dead...
But I'm not a hypocrite, OK?
I hated her.
..but I really did.
Mine's going to look rubbish now.
Your what, darling?
-Well, I've got you a little something.
I don't even want to give it to you now after what David's done.
Come on, give it here.
It's for on top of the cake.
And it's lovely.
Thank you, darling.
-Sweet, ain't it?
-Which one's me?
-What's a little white lie compared to all this?
Business up and running, family all together.
Well, nearly all the family.
Erm, listen, I...
-We all do it, things we regret.
And Dean'll come round with the right incentive
because he wants to, no matter what he said just now.
-Why? You got something in mind?
-Hmm, I have.
Mind you, it'll cost,
-so I'm going to need my money.
The money I lent you. I'm afraid I want it back.
All right. Catch you later.
That was your mum. Will you tell her I am definitely not wearing a tie?
-You lied to me, didn't you?
-Eh? Oh, not this again.
You lied to me, and you got Liam to lie,
and you cheated on a woman with cancer.
-I told you the truth, love.
-You said it was once.
Not according to Nikki, cos she's been talking to Terry
and she said it was twice.
No. It happened once, darling, months ago.
I was in a state, all right?
Your mum had turned me down, I thought we was finished.
It was one little kiss,
and it was a stupid mistake and I shouldn't have done it.
But what Liam saw a couple of weeks ago, that was nothing!
She was bleating on about losing her job.
I felt sorry for the girl, I put my arm around her,
and the next thing I know she's trying to kiss me.
I said to the girl, "No way. Back off and leave me alone."
It wasn't worth telling you about.
So what else wasn't worth telling me about?
-I'm scared, Dad.
I'm scared that Mum's going to get hurt.
I'm scared of what this might do to her, how she is now...
..whether she'd even come back from it.
Look, I don't want to hurt her, all right?
I don't. And I won't, I promise.
You know, a kiss, a hug, once, twice...
Whatever it was, I know it wouldn't have been serious. And Nikki?
I know she ain't no threat an' all.
There's only one threat to you and Mum, ain't there?
And that's you.
-The only one that really matters.
So, if you've got any doubt, any doubt at all...
I haven't, darling.
Is that why you would just go
and do this with someone you don't even care about?
Don't do it.
If there's any part of you that's got any doubt at all...
..don't turn up tomorrow.
Probably just some stupid joke.
Who'd joke about something like that?
It's best forgotten.
-It's just silly nonsense.
-No, it's not. It's traditional!
So's Changing of the Guards.
You're not planning on inviting any Beefeaters, are you?
How do you know?
-Something old is the first one, ain't it?
-Oh, that's easy. Just look at the bride.
Don't be silly. You're beautiful.
Still need something else.
-We've got this.
Let's have a look. Where'd you get that from?
Your box of old photos.
I forgot about that one.
-Look at his spots.
-Oi, oi! Don't!
Anyway, tell you what, I've got my mum's old ring.
-OK. Something new.
-You'll all see.
The money to pay for this lot. Poor old David.
-Weren't that expensive.
-Most of it was past its sell-by date anyway.
-Nah, I'm joking!
-Ooh, you. I could borrow this.
And put it back later.
-What's the next one?
-Oh, something blue. Look, brought this from home.
-Ain't it lovely?
-That's not going to go with my wedding dress, darling.
Don't go with anything.
Why? It's nice! What's wrong with it?
-It IS green.
-Yes, it is. Mum?
-Where's she gone?
Oh, you're wearing the tie, then?
Well, I will be. I'm just getting the knot right.
Can't get anything past you, can we?
-Why, you trying to?
I am going to wear this tie to make your mum happy, yeah?
Because there is nothing - nothing -
I want more than to make today the best day of your mum's life.
No second thoughts, then? No doubts at all?
How much more proof do you need, eh?
I'm wearing the tie. I've even agreed to let Sonia drive us.
Though God knows how we're all going to fit in there.
I love her, Bianca. I always have and I always will.
And today, I finally get to show her
and you - the whole world! - how much.
So just let me do that, yeah?
-And I love you.
-We've got a problem.
-Oh, yeah? What?
-We ain't got nothing.
-Ain't got what?
-You know, something old, something new...
-We've got the first three. We just haven't got the something blue.
Oh, yes, we have. Or we will have. What time are we going?
-Half past 12.
-Right, that's perfect.
It don't matter anyway.
Like Mum said, it's only a silly old tradition. It's not important.
Hey, it's our wedding day! Every single bit of it's important.
I want to ask you something.
FRONT DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
-It was Dad.
-Where's he gone?
-To get you a surprise.
It wouldn't be a surprise if we told you, would it?
Something blue, all right? He didn't tell us what either.
-How long will he be? I've not seen him all morning.
-You're not meant to on the wedding day.
-Yeah, it's bad luck.
What did you want to ask me?
Will you walk me in? To the registry office?
It's not like in church, down the aisle or anything,
and I was going to do it all by myself, but...
Oh, that'd be lovely.
Er, yeah. Course.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, he can go the whole hog. Dress you up as a page boy.
Come on, I'll make you a tea.
-That was for Nan.
-Look, trust me, Liam.
If you don't want to trust Grandad, you don't have to.
But trust ME.
He won't let her down again, I promise.
Aw, you're so handsome.
Just a couple of days. A week. Two at the most.
I can't really give you what I haven't got.
OK, I'll see what I can do.
-Tilers are playing up. Nothing I can't handle.
-It's just the old man. Calling in his loan.
Yeah, the readies he gave us to fix up the boozer.
That wasn't a loan, Mick, that was money that he owed us
for all the years of grief he put us through!
It's his money, Shirl.
Doesn't matter which way you argue the toss,
it's his, and he wants it back.
Who wants what back?
Dad. His pound of flesh.
He wants the cash back that he gave to us.
He didn't give us anything, did he? At least, that's the way he sees it.
Who cares how that old git sees anything?
-I do. A debt's a debt.
-It's ten grand, Mick!
I know. And it threw me at first when he said it,
and I'd love to tell him to stick it right up his bottle.
-But I'm not like that.
-Why's he want it, anyway?
STAN: Going to wish me luck, are you?
Blimey, hope the judge don't eyeball me like that.
No, I hope he reaches for the black cap.
Sorry, can you help me?
It came out in the mid-'70s, it's called Misty Blue.
-Please say you've got it. It's important.
-Give me a sec.
-Do you remember it? Hey!
-There you go.
No, this is the Eddy Arnold version. I want the Dorothy Moore version.
Just about sums you up, don't it, living in the past?
If it weren't so funny it'd be tragic.
Do you know, Nikki, this time tomorrow I'll be heading off
to a paradise island, looking forward to sipping cocktails
in the sun. Yeah, really tragic.
David Wicks, a happily married man? Do me a favour.
-Do me a favour as well.
-Do you know, we could have had something.
-I don't care what you said to Bianca.
-What have you got to look forward to now?
-Have you got it or not?
-A lifetime stuck indoors with Mrs Doubtfire.
It's not too late, you know.
-Funnily enough, that's what Bianca told me.
-She was right.
-She told me something else as well.
-How good it felt.
-She was certainly right about that one.
-You all right, babe?
So are you going to tell me, or are you going to keep schtum
-all the way to the court?
-Tell you what?
Why you were standing outside the pub like that.
-I wasn't going to come in, was I?
-You looked a right lemon.
Not after yesterday.
You got it wrong yesterday.
If you hadn't have gone charging off like that I'd have told you that too.
This is not Mick or your mum telling you this.
Peter, I was thinking - maybe me and Lexi could come with you.
I'm only popping in for a few minutes.
-We could bring a cake or something.
-But I've got Luke on the stall.
That might be what your dad needs, a little family visit, Peter.
I'm not stopping.
Look Peter. I know I hurt you, all right?
-But I just want to help.
-I'm back, aren't I?
-Shall I get that Swiss roll, then?
KNOCK ON DOOR Ian? I know you're in there.
-It's a perk of the job.
-A pickled egg is a perk of the job,
a bag of chips at the end of the night's a perk of the job, all right?
-This is stealing off my boyfriend's dad.
-It ain't my fault.
He's just lost his daughter as well, Pops.
-Mo's been putting the heat on me.
-I don't care if Mo's been frying you alive in the chip fryer!
Look, madam, do you realise we've only got one regular wage
-coming in at the moment?
-Yes, I do!
-And if you don't get rid of this we'll have none.
Why are you doing this? Why are you locking yourself away?
And what's with all these boxes?
Something I was going to do. I changed my mind.
I just need some space, OK? But really, I'm fine.
You don't look too fine to me.
-You know how it is. It takes time.
Little steps, yeah?
-Well, as long as you're actually taking 'em.
-Yes. I'm taking them.
-Keep your eyes shut while that dries, yeah?
-All right, darling.
-How old were you here?
-What? Oh, 13, 14?
Can't have been much more.
That photo was taken at some grotty school dance.
And look at you now. Jetting off to some fantasy land.
Do you know what? That's all we talked about back then.
Going to live on some desert island somewhere.
Mind you, that was as much to get away from Derek as anything else.
-And Dad remembered.
-Looks like it.
So a leopard can really change its spots, eh?
Well, thank you.
Do you know what? Six months ago I didn't even think I'd be here.
And if you'd have told me
I was going to be putting on my wedding dress...
Thank you so much, both of you.
Out of stock. Out of stock...
I don't believe it. No-one online's got it either.
I wonder if that record shop down in Shadwell's still open.
Record shop? What're you talking about, record shop?
-Was that before CDs, was it?
She's gonna be floating on air, your sister, when she sees it.
She already is.
-Saw her last night.
I never thought I'd see this day.
Or that I'd be giving you my blessing.
Remind me. Blessing. Ask for it, did I?
Seriously, you mess her about and you'll regret the day
-you ever laid eyes on her, and that's a promise.
-I won't, Max.
And that's a promise as well. Right.
I am going to get this last little surprise sorted, and get myself wed.
Try not to run the place into the ground while I'm away.
Don't think I'll sell that many motors.
I'm a bit Billy no-mates round here at the moment.
Come on, how many times have I been the local pariah, eh? Yeah.
-Listen. Thanks, anyway.
Well, you know, standing by me. Everything.
Ride it out, Max. Yesterday's news before you know it - always is.
-Good job, where me and you are concerned. Ta-ta.
-See you there.
We're just going to roll over on this one, are we?
You heard what Mick said.
Oh, Mick does his caveman bit and that's it, is it?
This isn't just our business, Linda, this is our home.
I say stick it, and so do you. And the kids,
they're not exactly going to be happy when they find out, are they?
They've put their heart and soul into this place.
Just for some bitter old man to come along and pull the plug.
-And what's he going to do with it?
-Stick it under the mattress?
Stick it on some three legged bow-wow down at the greyhound track.
Give it to Dean.
-Give it to Dean.
He's going to get him set up on his own or something.
Oh, Sharon, just the woman.
I don't think I am, not when you're supposed to be
getting married to another one in... When is it?
Yeah. Soon. Very soon. Listen, record shop,
down Shadwell - is it still there, do you know?
I can't find the number, and I'm sure my mum said
-she used to buy the singles for the juke box there.
-Yeah, so did Dad.
-But it closed down, few years ago.
-Moved to Hoxton.
-Yeah. Huge now, apparently.
Yeah, but it's parking in Hoxton. You can't park round there, can you?
-You're looking for records on your wedding day?
It is for the wedding, the record. It's the final little touch.
Aw. Pat would have loved all this, wouldn't she?
I finally get to put a smile on the old girl's face,
-and she's not even here.
Yeah, I know.
You know, everyone who's special, everyone you love -
they always are on days like today.
-Sounds like you've got someone special in mind yourself.
No second chances there.
-But you have, so if you're going to Hoxton, go.
Cheers, Sharon. Ta-ta, love.
It's just I saw Sonia and Whitney getting stuff for your buffet yesterday.
-Billy, I told you, my kids don't eat chicken nuggets no more.
-Yeah. Make a lovely centrepiece.
Granted, it's frozen at the moment, but what time's the wedding?
Well, we've got to leave at...12.30?
-Hour and a half.
-It'll be defrosted by the time you get back.
What, is it poached salmon or something?
Do you know what, Billy? I think we're all right for food.
-It's all right, thanks.
-Look, have it anyway. Go on.
Call it a wedding present from me and Lola.
That's sweet, Billy. That's really sweet, thanks.
Don't thank me - you're hope for us all.
You and David, after all these years.
Fairy tales can come true, can't they?
-I'm off. See ya.
-See you, Billy. Thanks.
So what happened to all that rallying the troops stuff?
You know, taking on Mick?
All changed has it, now that money's for your little boy?
You know, we'd have to go to a loan shark to get that kind of cash.
-Everything we've built up here'd be completely wiped out.
And it won't make no difference anyway.
You saw what Dean was like yesterday.
If he gets that money off Stan, we'll probably never see him again.
-You don't have to keep coming round and checking up on me.
I did think you were going into the restaurant this week, though.
Dad, we talked about this. You said it yourself,
it's important for both of us to try and get back to normal.
Peter's just concerned, Ian, that's all. We all are. Aren't we?
I'll stick the kettle on.
-How are you and Lola?
-We came here to talk about you, not us.
Peter, don't let a good thing just slip away, all right?
I've done it once too often myself, all right?
Please don't do it.
Tell you what - why don't you get Billy to babysit?
You and Lola, you can go out.
Spend some time together, just the two of you.
Do you remember when me and Lucy were little?
And we used to come into the caff, wanting to play? You'd give us 50p
and say, "Go play in the park," or, "Get some chips," or something.
I'm not eight years old any more, Dad.
And you're not going to buy me off with a hand-out.
You'd like to spend some time just you and Peter, wouldn't you?
Well, yeah. Of course I would.
Right. There you go. My treat.
Life's for the living.
That's what you were trying to say to me, wasn't it?
-Don't turn away help.
Same goes for you two, all right?
I'll be fine.
-Is David back?
-No, not yet.
Pulling out all the stops with this surprise, isn't he?
'Hello, this is David Wicks at Deals on Wheels. Please leave a message.'
-This is OK, ain't it, Billy?
I should have phoned, really. We were looking all over the Square for you.
We were just about to go, actually.
It's a surprise, that's all. A nice surprise.
Weren't meant to be seeing you two till next week, was I?
It's all they've been going on about since they finished for half term,
coming over, playing with Daddy.
Starting right now. Who wants to go to the park?
Yes! Their other little mates gone away, yeah?
No, they're still around. PHONE RINGS
-Nothing wrong, is there?
-No, nothing at all.
Sorry. Hello? Hello, Lo.
Yeah. We're going to go to the park.
She can come with us.
Here he is, Al Capone.
Didn't get sent down, then?
Go on, what happened?
Gave the beak a bit of the old soft soap.
I didn't know it was a knock-off, Your Honour.
-Did the old wounded soldier bit.
-Not too difficult right now, is it?
Got a slap on the wrists and the don't-do-it-again routine.
Just a bit of a fine and a curfew.
So while you lot are all celebrating,
me and my companion have a little business matter to discuss.
I don't see your problem. You hate that boss of yours,
you were telling me, so now's your chance to be your own guv'nor.
-What, in Walford?
-I've got to keep an eye on my investment.
Meaning I'll be setting up down the road from the Addams family.
They're not so bad once you get to know them.
But, if you're not up for it, then I'll tell Mick not to bother.
-What's it got to do with Mick?
-Oh, didn't I tell you?
I'll be using the money that I lent them for this place.
'Hello, this is David Wicks at Deals on Wheels. Please leave a message.'
-Told you I had something new, didn't I?
And, just cos I can...
Anyway, it's not you lot that should be saying "wow",
it's my husband-to-be. Where is he? We've got to go in half an hour.
-It's less than that, actually.
Tell him to come back, give me a surprise another day.
I have. It just keeps going to answerphone.
-Try him again, eh?
-This ain't right, Mick.
-Yeah, well, it's Dad's money, ain't it?
But you're stumping up money for my son.
If anyone should be doing that, then it should be me.
That's why I didn't tell you,
cos I knew that's what you was going to say.
So we can't even talk about it now?
Add it to the list, eh?
Why did you let me think that about Mum?
You were covered in paint. You wouldn't stop crying.
All I did was just put you in the bath and try to wash it off,
but all you did was keep smashing your hands in the water.
I was just a kid, Mick.
I was a kid bringing up kids. And I know that's not an excuse.
I should leave. You want me to go? Is that it?
What I want...is no more lies.
I just wasn't cut out for it. I wasn't cut out for being...
Being a mum.
But you wasn't, though. That's the point.
Just promise me, no more lies.
'Ere, Linda, you ain't seen my dad, have you?
He should be over at yours, shouldn't he?
-Ain't he getting married today?
-He just nipped out to get my mum a surprise. He must have got delayed.
Dean and I saw him. About an hour ago, was it?
Heading for the Tube.
-He'll be here any second now.
-Course he will.
Just cutting it fine.
It's lovely to hear from you, darling.
Yep. Yeah, I'm doing fine.
I've searched the whole Square.
Nobody's seen him for at least the last hour.
-Have you called him again?
-I've tried, Bianca's tried.
His voice mail must be going into meltdown.
Last time anyone seen him, he was going to the Tube.
Yeah, I know, it's so expensive.
-Course he wouldn't. He'll be here any minute.
He should have been here ten minutes ago.
Son, try his phone again.
Robbie sends his love. So. No David yet?
Car's sat waiting, though.
Right. Well, best get myself settled, then.
So I'll be ready for the off.
Look at you. Someone's scrubbed up.
-You look beautiful.
Where's David? He meeting you there?
Yeah. Must be.
I'm the bride, Max. Always the last to know the arrangements,
-you know that.
-Shut the door, darling. Thanks.
-See you there.
This is our fault, ain't it?
I knew we should have said something to her.
I did say something. To Grandad.
I said to him, "Unless you're absolutely sure, don't turn up."
This is horrible. I'm getting out of here.
I'm going to sort this.
Him and Dean.
Where are you going to get ten bags from?
I've got a few debts I need to call in.
Well done(!) Stupid...
David, we're all ready to go! Mum's already in the car!
Where are you?
-Nan's forgotten it.
-I'll give it to her!
HE CRIES OUT IN PAIN
MUSIC: "The Devil's Radio" by Reverend And The Makers
-Whatever you do...
-..don't let them see.
Don't let them see what? Grandad!
-I could probably fix that with glue.
-I can't believe I trusted him again.
DOOR OPENS If that's him, I'm going to kill him.
Mum! Nan! Quick! It's Grandad.
He's out in the gardens and he's collapsed. I think he's dying.
-Is Mum with him?
-She was sitting in the car, Liam!
-Well, she's not now.
-I don't know.
You all stay here and look after the children, all right? Don't let them come out.
-I'm dying. I'm dying...
-What? What's happened? Son, where's Mum?
-I don't know.
-What's happened to him?
-Move out the way for me. I don't know yet do I? Now, David, where's the pain?
Should I get an ambulance, then? Should I phone an ambulance?
No, it's going to be quicker to go in the car.
-Don't let them see. Don't let them see.
Shh. Just think of Mum and all those lovely times you're going to have together, yeah?
You got some front, ain't ya? After how you was with me yesterday.
And...how much are we talking?
Ten grand. HE CHUCKLES
Oh, you want me to beg you for it, is that it?
I thought you already were.
So, you going to tell me what it's for?
-Oh, yeah? And which son would that be? Eh?
The... The Dean you slag off or the Dean you feel guilty about?
Only, I get confused.
Yes, Mick, what can I do for ya?
-Put the money back, Phil.
-This has got nothing to do with you.
It's got everything to do with me.
Sorry, Phil, she don't need your money.
Come on, Shirl.
Let's not fall out over this, please.
I'll... I'll be at the house later if you change your mind.
Ten minutes' time you're going to be in the hospital, all right?
Just think of Mum. You're doing this for her.
-What are you doing?
We ain't got time to hang about, Son.
Oh, forget it.
-I thought you said you'd got this fixed!
-It was working earlier.
-I thought you said you had it serviced.
-Martin did it.
-Martin?! You let Martin do it?!
VOICES ECHO INDISTINCTLY
Thank God. Thank God.
Yeah, Carol? It's Max.
Listen, I'm at the registry office, but I feel a right nit.
Where is everyone? And I've spoken to the geezer.
He says if you ain't here five minutes, the whole thing's off.
-So I dunno what to do.
Right, I'll tell you what I'll do, I'm going to wait till quarter past,
then I'm going to make a move, all right?
We can always get 'em burger and chips. Or get 'em something here.
Oh, I'd rather they had something more nutrimental than that, Billy.
Do they still do salad in the caff?
Well, it's on the board.
Don't think I've ever seen anybody actually eat one.
Is that Carol over there?
Is that the one you were saying's getting married to David thingy?
Don't look like it now, though, does it?
I tell you - them two... Doomed.
Do you think you should go over and say something?
No, no, no. Best leave her alone.
Makes you realise, though, don't it?
All right, we split up. But we stayed friends.
It's like we can...still be a proper family, ain't it?
You don't know how much that means to me.
Right... Who wants to come to the caff?
-I don't want you in debt, I don't want Dean to go. What am I supposed to do?
There's a sight to warm the cockles of an old man's heart.
Assuming he had any cockles in the first place.
-Or even an 'eart.
-Only, Dean and me have got plans.
All in due course.
What's he up to now?
-Have you ever taken these before?
Be sure to read the instructions. One a day, every day. It's important not to miss.
And you mustn't expect them to work straightaway.
It could take anything up to a fortnight before they kick in.
Look, I had all this off the doc. How much do I owe you?
-You pay for your prescriptions?
£8.05p. And if you can just sign there.
-Not now, Sharon.
-Excuse me? Are you going to pay for that?
Are you all right?
I'll pop back again later, shall I?
-Where's the something blue?
-Dad, you've had a heart attack!
Yeah, so everyone keeps telling me.
-You could've died!
-Where is your mother?
You've asked me 15 times. I don't know! Sonia, he's not taking this seriously.
Neither would you if you'd been dosed up to the eyeballs on morphine.
HE CHUCKLES WHEEZILY
David I've just spoken to the doctor, all right?
-They're going to take you up to the cath lab in a minute.
-Bring it on.
-See what I mean?!
They're going to insert a wire into the artery in your groin,
and it goes right up to your heart to disperse the clot. OK?
All right. No worries, no worries.
-All right. The nurse will be in in a minute to get you undressed.
No, no! I can't get undressed in front of them.
-David, you haven't got choice.
-No! I can't let them see.
-What I've got on underneath.
So what do we think? Plenty of room for a chair and a sink.
And the old red and white pole outside.
-Few mucky mags for the customers while they're waiting and we're in business!
I've already thought of a name. "Something For The Weekend, Sir?" What do we think?
If I'm setting up on my own, I don't want to be a barber, I want to be a stylist.
What kind of a pansy word is that? You cut hair, you're a barber.
In a salon it's men AND women. That's where the real money's at.
Only we're going to need more than a sink and a chair.
-How much are we talking?
-How much have you got?
-20,000 suit you?
-Oh, look at his face!
-Where are you going to get 20K?
-I'm not. Might manage ten, though.
-Have you got it now?
-What's so funny?
Let's go and have another word with that son of mine.
'Ere, do you remember when you was little
and I had you believing that Mick Hucknall was my dad?
-What? What you talking about?
-You know. Mick Hucknall. Simply Red. You know, big in the '80s.
-Yeah, you didn't.
-Yes, I did.
-No, you didn't.
I did! You know.
# Holding back the years. #
I'm actually trying to read something here.
What you reading, anyway?
"Equality and Diversity Competencies in Geriatric Care."
-What's that when it's at home?
-Teaching Grandma to suck eggs.
I mean, what do they think I do here all day?
Sister Jarvis. What's she doing down here, anyway?
-Why is that a problem?
-Because I've taken all of my annual leave
and I phoned in sick this morning. What am I going to do?
Well, just admit that I had you fooled that Mick Hucknall was my dad.
-I'm not admitting to that.
-Er, excuse me...
All right, all right! You fooled me, all right?
See, wasn't that difficult, was it?
Two more teas, please.
-So, what time are you thinking of setting off?
-Hour or so.
You don't have to. Been thinking,
you and the kids could go in my bedroom and I could kip on the sofa.
Then we could spend the rest of the afternoon and the evening together.
Yeah, but Janet and William are looking forward to
spending some time alone with you.
-Billy? Do you know where I can find Peter?
Oh, hang on.
It's just that I've been in a mess with pills myself and...
I don't want to see you go that way.
Anyway, Ian, look, call me back when you get this message, OK?
Sorry about that. I was asking about Peter?
Yeah, he's gone into town with Lola. Is there a problem?
-Well, have you got a key for Ian's?
-No, sorry, Sharon...
-No, don't worry.
Anyway...you sure I can't change your mind?
I think we should stick to what we agreed, Billy, yeah?
-For the sake of the kids.
What do you mean you haven't got it? You're sitting on, what,
-a million pounds' worth of real estate here?
-Dad, we've been over this.
This is your nephew's future you're talking about.
Where's your sense of family?
-If he caves in to this, I'm leaving him.
-To hell with this.
Shirley, you can't just disappear in the middle of a shift.
I know you're in there!
COMPUTER GAME BEEPS
Why are we all sitting here, pretending like nothing's happened?
No, it's a distraction.
Yeah, what else have we got to do?
Morgan, will you turn that thing off?
It's really starting to get on my nerves.
And I'd like my computer back, please.
-I'm halfway through an episode.
-And I need to check my e-mails.
-You didn't even ask if you could borrow it.
So, why weren't your dad invited to the wedding?
-Why wasn't yours?
-He was. Couldn't make it.
Well, neither could mine.
-What was that look for?
You saw it, Morgan. DOORBELL RINGS
-What's your problem, Rebecca?
-You love stirring it.
What? Cos I mentioned your dad?
You don't know anything about what's going on between my mum and dad
so shut your mouth!
You all right?
-Just you three, is it?
Right, where's your nan? David?
What's the problem?
-Why isn't it in the safe?
-I was expecting you.
-I know you, remember.
-Look, don't say anything to anyone.
I don't want this getting out. Thanks.
-Just...just helping Shirley out with a loan.
-So I see.
I think Ian might have done something stupid.
So no news from Mum?
How's Tiff and Morgan?
All right then, I'll see you when I see you, yeah?
Liam's out looking for her apparently.
-How long do you think he's going to be?
-Any minute now I'd say.
-It's like this is his punishment.
-Punishment for what?
You were going to say something then.
It don't matter.
You all right, Dad?
Just had an hosepipe shoved up me crotch. What do you think?
I know what you're thinking.
I'm not thinking anything right now apart from Ian.
Well, go on, then.
Just hope me knees are up to it.
Well, maybe he's upstairs.
Well, if he is, he ain't taken any pills. Look.
And now we've kicked his door in.
So don't come running to me when he hands you the bill.
Well, where is he? Ian!
So, no David, no wedding.
Soon they'll be queuing up to say "I told you so."
How are you feeling?
This'll make you laugh.
For years and years I wanted to be him.
A little part of me still does.
David. I wanted to be David Wicks.
You are joking?
Not that long ago, he...
He said that he envied me.
If only he knew.
Why would anybody want to be David?
Well, Cindy was crazy about him in a way that she never was with me.
And I just thought that if I had a little bit of what he had...
..then maybe I wouldn't hate myself as much.
Carol, have you got any idea...
how much of a struggle it is to pretend to be someone you're not?
I mean, for him it's easy, I mean, it's just so very easy.
You think you're putting on an act?
What do you think David's doing?
His whole life is an act.
David is the most damaged person I know.
Insecure, vulnerable, needy.
If you're talking about hating yourself, step aside cos, seriously,
David wears that crown - trust me.
You're just saying that to try and make me feel better.
No, I've known him since I've been at school.
You know, I know every little corner of his squalid little life.
So why are you marrying him?
Well, I'm not, am I?
Right, why WERE you marrying him?
My mum used to say...
"The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing."
Of course she was talking about my dad.
With some people it's booze, drugs, fags.
With me it's always been David.
Arms are getting too short.
Right, Sharon's waiting for me back at mine. I wish she'd stop.
-She's just trying to look out for you.
-I know, but I can't face her.
Yeah, well, I can't face the kids.
But sooner or later I'm going to have to. Come on.
I'll walk back with you.
I'm really aware that we've not mentioned Lucy.
Or your breast cancer.
Tiff and Rebecca have got the hump with each another,
but apart from that everyone's fine.
How should I know?
No, it's just me and the kids.
No, Whitney's out an' all. Think she's gone lookin'.
Bianca, don't freak out.
It's your mum, it's what she does. She'll be all right. She'll turn up.
Yes, course I'll stay here.
Yeah. All right, speak to you later. Bye-bye.
Can we have some of that?
What, and you think that's going to make you feel better?
I've got a story about your nan.
Family folklore, this is.
She was nine, thought she was going to be Queen of the May
or something, school fete.
So she's got a fancy frock on, she's got a little tiara, the whole works.
But the school, they make a mistake, they give it to another Carol.
Now, your nan, apparently she's fine with all this,
but before you know it, she disappears.
Gone. Total panic.
My mum and dad going nuts, you've got half the East End out
looking for her, it's getting dark, Police are called. Everything.
Know where she was?
Outside toilet, back of the house all along.
That's where she was hiding.
We don't have an outside toilet.
She's doing it again!
Tiff, just get in here, will you, please?
She keeps talking about my mum and dad.
When I tell her to shut up she won't.
-What's the problem?
-Tell her to say sorry.
-I haven't done nothing wrong.
-She says you have.
-Right, so how are we going to sort it out?
-We could have some cake.
That's going to do it for you, is it?
That's what you want?
Right, Rebecca, you're in charge. I'm watching TV. Good luck.
Uh-oh. I'm in charge.
No apology, no cake.
Wasn't so hard, was it?
See you soon. Bye-bye.
Got everything you came with? Apart from them two, of course.
Yeah, I think so. Right.
It's been really great, ain't it?
You're so sweet, Billy.
Listen, you drive safe. And text me as soon as you get there, yeah?
-I'll see you out...
-No, no, no, you stay there.
Has this not been the bestest day ever?
Hiya. Yeah, it's me. I'm just leaving now.
No, I couldn't do it.
He was so happy to see me.
It's going to have to wait now until I pick the kids up.
Look, I'll explain everything to you when I see you, OK? Bye.
You know, Ian, if you did ever want to talk about Lucy...
Well, you know where I am.
The pain never goes away.
But it does get duller.
Stick with it.
You've been a life saver.
Oh, what?! Sharon!
Nan?! Where've you been? Everybody's been going nuts.
Just wanted to have some time to myself.
-So you don't know?
It's Grandad. He's had a heart attack.
Mum and Sonia have taken him to the hospital.
Call a cab. Get me a cab.
Look, I've phoned the carpenter. He'll be here any minute.
I told him to send the bill to me, OK?
-Well, he had to get back.
Ian, I am SO sorry about this.
Do you know what, I really don't need all this.
Well, I was worried about you!
-I thought you might have done something idiotic.
Not until we've talked about these.
Phil said he'll have the rest of the money by the end of the week.
Don't look at me like that, Mick. How else were we going to get it?
-I'm doing this for you.
-I thought you said you were doing it for Dean.
All right, then I'm doing it for all of us.
Do you want that old man on your back for ever?
Hey, less of the old man.
Now, that's a bit more like it.
There wasn't any plan as such.
I just wanted to see how it felt.
Then I thought about...
Peter and Bobby and Jane and everyone...
And I knew I couldn't do it.
So I just went for a walk to clear my head.
I was going out of my mind.
So was I.
I know I've not been as good a friend as I might've been.
But I'm here now. I promise you.
But if you EVER...ever get in that kind of state again...
well, you know. Day or night.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Well, that'll be the carpenter. I'll leave you to it.
I'll let him in.
-Hello. You wanted a carpenter.
Look, it's probably easier to take your tools round the back
rather than carrying them through the house. Come with me.
I'm telling you, I could definitely do something with your barnet.
-I like my hair just as it is, thank you.
-That's what you think.
-But you wait till I cast my spell.
-Sweeney Todd used to say that.
So, Dean - you still keen on this salon idea?
Yeah. Why? You got the money?
So you can spend it all on loose cars and fast women?
No, I don't think so.
No, we'll do this the sensible way.
You tell me what you need and I'll sign the cheques as and when.
You going to say thank you, or...?
Thank you, Grandad.
Anyone would think he was disappointed.
So it's drinks all round then, yeah?
Are these what you didn't want people to see?
It was meant to be a private joke between me and your mother.
-Where did you get them from?
-They are so cute.
-Put it away!
-You know what, I've got to take a photo of them.
-No, don't do that...
-Where've you been?
-We was only laughing cos of them.
-I thought that you...
-He had a blood clot but it's sorted. He's going to be OK.
OK, can you...? Can I have five minutes with David on my own?
Yeah, course you can.
Look at you.
Where've you been?
I got really angry when you didn't show up.
I know, I'm sorry about that. At least I had a decent alibi.
-What did I say to you last week? And the week before that?
-I dunno. What?
I said, if you didn't watch your diet you were going to get ill
and here you are on our wedding day! Brilliant(!)
Hey...a heart attack hurts, in case you hadn't realised.
I think you did it on purpose.
-Are you serious?
-No, no, no, not consciously, but deep down.
You know, I've got the cancer gene, you've got the "can't commit gene"
-and this is the way it comes out.
-Carol, give me a break.
I went off to buy you a gift, didn't I. Something blue?
I went to four different shops, all right? For you.
-All right, well, where is it?
-Oh, it got lost.
-Do you know what I think?
You weren't looking for something blue at all. You were looking for
-an excuse. And, boy, did you come up with a good one.
Not so ill as to stop you all laughing your socks off just now.
-Oh, come on...
-What do you mean, "Come on"? Do you know what,
I think I might just've had a very narrow escape.
I'm going to tell you something.
When I was in the back of that car...
..I thought, "This is it. I'm going to die."
And do you know what? I wasn't scared.
I was relieved.
How dare you? How dare you!
You all right, Mum? What did he say?
Carol! Carol, I didn't mean it! Honestly, I...
Didn't mean what?
You wished you'd died? Well, guess what - I wish you'd died, too!
Don't know if I'm coming or going today. How much?
So, how was the wedding?
Well, there was a bit of a problem actually.
-My mum and dad had to postpone it.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-No, it's fine.
Well, you're doing very well.
The tumours have responded well to the chemotherapy.
This was you in December last year.
The fluffy white patches are the cancer.
And this is you, now.
-Definitely less dense.
Excellent progress. Well done.
The right breast will still have to be removed, of course.
And we have to decide what to do about the left.
Now, clearly a double mastectomy is a big decision.
Let me take you through the pros and cons.
Actually, I can't deal with this at the moment.
I'm really sorry.
Just a bit of a mistake to mention the wedding,
but you weren't to know.
Where's your nan?
What are you doing here? You're supposed to be ill.
-Where is she?
-Well, she's gone to the hospital with Mum.
-What? To see me?
-No, to see the consultant.
Oh, don't tell me you forgot?
Oh, I thought I told her not to bother.
Oh, I'm all over the show. What time is the appointment?
It was about now, I think.
-Where's the little ones?
-Whit's taken them out for the day.
How is she? Is she still mad at me?
-No, your nan.
-Oh, well, she's not happy.
Right, well, I'm going to have a shower, sort myself out, all right?
Tell me all about it when I get back down.
But, Grandad, what are you doing out of hospital already?
We're going on honeymoon later, ain't we?
Isn't that a bit dangerous?
What's life without a bit of danger, eh? Stick the kettle on.
We can always go back, you know. It's not too late.
I mean, we can go in Sonia's car this time.
Will you stop keeping going on about it, Bianca?
You're not the one having to go through it all.
Look, that's not fair, is it?
And anyway, I don't even think this is about the cancer,
-this is about Dad.
-Is it, really?
-Yes, it is.
Because you're acting as though you're not bothered,
and it's obvious you are. I mean, it's just obvious.
Anyway, I said I'd tell Sonia what happened.
You do it. I want to be on my own.
What are you doing?
I'm just getting everything ready, Liam.
Oh, so you still think you're going on a honeymoon?
If I gave up on your nan every time she was angry at me,
we'd never have got past holding hands.
But what if she doesn't want to marry you?
Course she wants to marry me.
Of course she does. I'm all right, I'm all right.
We just had words, didn't we, eh?
It's not the first time. She'll come round.
Right...mustn't forget those cards.
What makes you think that?
What makes you think that?
You've got a lot to learn, Sonny Junior.
When a woman is mad at you, I mean, really mad at you,
what does that mean?
It means she cares.
It's when she's indifferent you've got to worry about it.
Right, I want you to take my suits to the dry cleaners for me,
please, and don't lose the ticket.
What the hell are you doing here?
Make yourself scarce, mate.
Right, before we start...
I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. It was unforgivable.
Well, what are you doing here?
And what are these doing there?
Hang on. I want to know what the consultant said, Carol.
And she just walked out before he could even talk to her?
Yeah. She's still wound up about yesterday.
-Right, well, I need to talk to her.
-You'll be lucky.
-No, I don't care. I need to see her now.
Oh, sorry, Marie, it's a family emergency... Sonia!
You're kidding...double mastectomy?
The decision's been made.
I don't want to have that conversation all over again.
So it has spread then, has it?
No, but we discussed it and we agreed that that's the best way,
so let's move forward.
-MOBILE PHONE RINGS
-Now what are you doing out of hospital?
Hang on, hang on.
Oh, get rid of them.
What are you doing out of hospital?
They discharged me, Carol. It was just a blip.
So what was that blood clot all about?
Well, that's just it, it's gone, ain't it? It's gone.
So, no blip, no clot, no problem. Can we just talk about us, please?
-Why would they discharge somebody less than 24 hours
after they'd had a heart attack?
I don't know. Maybe they needed the bed or something.
I'm not here, all right? Carol...
Hello? Just a sec.
It's the hospital. They want to speak to you.
I'm not taking it. I mean it. I'm not.
I'm sorry, he's just popped out. Can I take a message?
Yeah, I'll do that.
No, I understand.
-So, they discharged you, did they?
-All right, maybe I discharged myself.
That's not what the nurse said just now. She said you snuck out without telling anybody.
Yeah, and why do you think I did that?
And also, you've been refusing their calls.
-Was that them just now?
-Because I needed to see you.
You are unbelievable sometimes! It's like that old joke.
How do you know when David Wicks is lying?
Cos his lips are moving.
I didn't want to get bogged down in that argument then.
I just wanted to make sure we were all right.
You better phone them back because they're pretty insistent.
Yeah, I will, I will, I will...in a bit.
Carol, look at me.
Carol, look...about yesterday...
Do you know what? We've apologised.
There's nothing more to say about that.
If you hadn't have stormed off like that,
if you'd have given me a chance, I could've explained.
You said - and these were your very words - you wish you'd died.
No, I never said that, no.
On what was supposed to be our wedding day!
How do you think that made me feel?
Well, you'd just accused me of having a heart attack on purpose!
-FRONT DOOR OPENS
-How do you think that made me feel?
Clearly not good.
Bianca just told me.
What's he doing here?
They haven't discharged you?
No, of course they haven't discharged him, he's just walked out.
-Do you think I'd have done that if I still felt rotten?
I'm fine. Look at me.
David, you cannot do that. They've got drugs to prescribe...
No, no, it's all right, Sonia, he will be going back to the hospital, won't you?
Yes, definitely. The minute we come back after honeymoon.
-Come on, girls, me and your mother are talking. Can you give us a bit?
Yeah, of course, but not before I ask you why you left the consultant
before he had a chance to explain anything.
Can you leave us, please, Sonia?
Did I just hear right?
Did you actually walk out on the consultant
before he'd had a chance to explain anything?
And I'm the big liar round here?
I said the decision had been made.
You said you discussed it.
You did. You know you did.
All right, fair do's. I'm a liar, OK? I admit it.
But at least I'm an honest liar.
I need to make this decision myself.
Well, so, what are you going to do, then?
I don't know.
Then why did you say it?
To shut you up. To shut everybody up.
What have I said since day one?
That I would support you, whatever decision you make.
And I have not deviated from that one jot, have I?
-Well, what makes you think I'm going to say anything different now?
I don't know. I've had one hell of a 24 hours.
I just panicked.
And then you lied.
Yes, and then I lied.
It wasn't as bad as your lie.
I'll say what I've said since day one.
Breasts or no breasts,
it won't make any difference to how I feel about you.
I'll still fancy you.
-Are you sure that's not another lie?
-No way, Jose.
I know it was said for the best of reasons, no doubt.
But, you know, don't make out like it's not a problem.
Cos regardless of whether I lose one breast or two,
it will be a problem and we should stop pretending that it won't.
And I really am sorry about what I said yesterday. I just lost it.
It's fine. It's forgotten.
I had... I had a conversation with Ian yesterday.
What - Ian, Ian?
Yeah, and he was saying how we all go about
pretending to be something that we're not.
Ring any bells?
No, I'm not having a go at you.
I'm just as bad. And, in fact, we all do it.
Tell little lies all the time.
Either to protect each other or to protect ourselves.
What would it be like if we were to stop?
I mean, really stop.
What if there was no more pretending? No more lies.
Not even little ones.
So we saw each other as we really are?
But we've done that, haven't we?
There's been times when you and I...
No, I'm not talking about in bed.
I'm talking about all the time.
It's not just about being honest to each other,
it's about being honest to yourself.
You know, in everything you do.
What kind of relationship would that be?
If you really knew what went on up here...
..you wouldn't like it. I know you wouldn't.
THEY BOTH LAUGH
What are they doing in there?
Why was that so funny?
I don't know.
Well, come on then, want to start?
We'd never keep it up.
All in good time. We could try, couldn't we?
All right. Let me go first.
Go on, then.
Honest answers only, remember?
What is it you see in me?
And I'm not fishing for compliments. I mean, REALLY see?
I want to impress you.
I want you to think I'm better than I am, but, of course, you don't.
And that's why I keep coming back for more.
I mean I can lie, and lie, and lie... most people fall for it,
but you - you are the only one who never has.
Are you sure?
What are you saying?
You think you're the mother I never had, or something?
I don't know. You tell me.
I certainly see bits of my dad in you.
He was a bit of a rogue.
Especially when he was younger.
Plus, he was never there for me. Not really.
Like Pat was never there for you. So, makes sense.
Right, my turn.
No, no, no. Let me ask you another one.
You can't have two questions, that's not fair!
This is a more important one.
You know yesterday, when you said that you wished you'd died...
Did you mean it?
Oh, Carol, I thought we'd forgotten about that.
I'm not cross. I just need to know.
I was angry, weren't I?
Honest answers only, remember?
Come on, you clearly weren't making it up.
Do you never get that feeling where you just wished it would all stop?
And there was a button that you could press, eh?
I mean, I'm not talking suicide... I'd never do that.
But if there was a button
that would somehow magically
just switch it all off.
You would feel tempted, wouldn't you?
Well, that is exactly what it was like for me out there yesterday.
But it was real.
The girls had got me in the car
and they was arguing cos it wouldn't start.
And I was just lying there thinking...
I've screwed up,
And if this is it...really it...
..then why not? Bring it on.
I didn't choose to think that, but that's... I did.
And what about me and the kids?
And all the people that care for you and love you?
I know that, don't I? I do know that.
But there's a part of me that...
It's like my mum always said,
"Anyone who cares about you, David, they must be a mug.
"Cos if they really knew you, they wouldn't."
So, I'm a mug now, am I?
No, not you. Not you. That's what I'm saying.
Not you. You're the only one who's never fallen for it.
What were you going to ask me?
Well, the same, you know. What you see in me.
Only unlike you, I am fishing for compliments.
See, I make you laugh. We know that.
I mean apart from that.
Well, you're certainly a challenge.
And I have this weird fantasy that I can tame you.
Good luck with that.
And the ridiculous thing is if I ever did,
I probably wouldn't like it.
In fact, I know I wouldn't.
So, what's the point?
What's it all about?
I mean, why would I keep putting myself though all that?
You have no idea how many times I've said, "Never again."
I think I probably do.
Every time you disappear, I say,
"That's it now. I'm not going to make the same mistake again."
Then, months turn into years and I look back on us
and I think, "What on earth was all that about?
"How can I have been so pathetically needy?"
Cos believe me, David, when you're not around, I do cope.
I get on with my life. I've had other boyfriends.
Even thought I was in love with one or two of them.
And then you turn up
and it's like none of that counted for anything.
Cos there's this...
I'm helpless in the face of it.
And I resent it like mad.
You have no idea how guilty I feel about Masood.
You know, he was a decent bloke and he didn't deserve what I did to him.
What we did to him.
And that is why I still want to marry you.
So we can put a stop to that once and for all.
I want to grow up, David.
And I can't do that when you're around.
You know, we hold each other back.
Surely you can see that?
Let's discuss this after the honeymoon, please.
Are you listening to me?
You'll feel differently after two weeks in the sun.
You've seen the brochure. It's paradise.
Maybe I don't want to feel different.
All right, I wasn't going to tell you this now.
I was going to wait until we got out there to surprise you,
but I'm going to tell you.
This ain't just a holiday.
I've booked you a consultation with a plastic surgeon in Miami.
You don't have to make a decision then.
But he is the top breast reconstruction surgeon in the world.
I mean, seriously, Carol. He is the best.
So even if you do decide to go for the double,
by the time he's finished with you, they'll be almost as good as new.
You know when you asked me what I liked about you...
one of the things I was going to say is that you always
had the power to surprise me.
What did you say to me not five minutes ago?
You said, "Breasts or no breasts, you'd still fancy me."
No, no, no, no, no.
This has got nothing to do with me.
-Oh, come on!
-This is about you.
Are you telling me you want to lose them both?
I'm trying to give you something to look forward to. A bit of hope.
You know the hardest thing about the last six months?
It's not the cancer. I can handle the cancer.
It's the hope, that's the problem.
It's the hope that drains you.
It's the hope that keeps you awake at night and drives you mad.
-I'm done with hope.
-You say that now...
I want to be accepted for how I am!
This is me. This is the truth.
All right, you've made your point.
And where was the money going to come from, anyway?
Something like that would have costed tens of thousands of pounds.
It's all taken care of.
What, is this...is this blood money from Janine?
If we need any more, I'll just take it out of the business.
-And Max knows about this, does he?
-What's it got to do with him?
-What, you've not mentioned it to him at all?
-Why should I?
-Cos you're partners!
-Carol, it's my money.
I put it in, I can take it out.
Not if it leaves my brother high and dry.
-Why are we having this conversation?
-Cos you want to marry me.
-Yes, and marriage is a partnership!
Oh, I see where you're going with this one.
I just wondered if you might want something to eat.
No, it's all right, darling, we're fine. Leave us.
-I'm fine, yeah.
It's all right, David's going. For good.
Eh? Whoa, whoa, hang on. Hang on!
-Can you just leave us, darling, please?
-Carol, please, wait...
Darling, give us a...
-No, I mean it.
No. I've just had... I've just had a moment's clarity.
A little glimpse into the future.
Forget about the doctor, then.
Look, we don't even have to go on honeymoon. Come on.
It's too late.
If you love me like you say you do,
if you have any feelings for me at all...you'll go.
It doesn't have to be horrible. It doesn't have to be shouty.
You know, I don't want to be left feeling angry and resentful.
I just want you to go. Your things are all packed.
There's nothing to stop you.
Where am I supposed to go then, eh?
Well, hospital would be a good idea. And then, I don't know.
I know you're hurting,
and I'm sure there'd be a number of pretty young women in Florida
who would like to kiss it better for you.
You don't want it to be nasty?
Sorry. I shouldn't have said that.
What are you doing?
Phoning for a car.
Yeah, it's David Wicks here,
can I have a car, please, to 31 Albert Square?
Yeah, Walford General, please. Now, if you can.
Right, I'll be on my way.
I'll leave it over there.
That's all right, I've got it.
I'll get this together.
Are you really going?
Don't just put it down like that. Fold it up properly.
No, it's all right, just bung it in.
Sure you wouldn't rather have those?
Like I'd ever change my name to Wicks.
Well, you changed it from Branning to Jackson, didn't you?
I want to grow up, remember?
You know, yesterday, when you went to find something blue
and then lost it, what was it?
Stay there a minute, don't move.
-What's he doing?
-I don't know.
Bianca, give us a couple of minutes, will you, darling?
-Close your eyes.
Just close them.
Keep them closed.
OK, you can open them now.
MUSIC: "Misty Blue" by Dorothy Moore
# Oh... #
I could've got it on CD,
but it felt right to get the actual record, you know?
Ever since we heard it on the radio that morning,
I haven't stopped thinking about it.
And when Bianca said you needed something blue...
# Just the thought of you
# Turns my whole world misty blue
# Oh, honey
# Just the mention of your name
# Turns the flicker to a flame
# Listen to me good, baby
# I think of the things we used to do
# And my whole world turns misty blue
# Oh, baby
# I should forget you
# Heaven knows I tried
# Baby, when I say that I'm glad we're through... #
I hate this kind of music.
# Deep in my heart I know I've lied
# It's been such a long, long time
# Looks like I'd get you off of my mind
# But I can't
# Just the thought of you, my love
# My whole world turns misty blue
# I can't, oh, I can't forget you
# Forget you
# Forget you
# Forget you
# Forget you
# Forget you
# Forget you
# Forget you... #
Here you are. Yours to keep.
I'm not that little girl any more.
We both know that.
There's my car.
I'll see you.
Promise me you'll go back to the hospital.
You deserve better than me.
Your mum will explain.
I'll never stop loving you.
Keep in touch, yeah?
Walford General is it now, sir?
No, I've changed my mind.
Take me to Heathrow Airport, please.
You do realise that's going to cost you?
It already has, mate.
After doing some digging, Bianca realises she has been taken for a fool, but how will she react? Chaos descends on the Butcher household as Carol and David's wedding day arrives, but will the day run as smoothly as planned?
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Sharon tries to talk to Ian but his behaviour causes her to fear the worst, leaving Phil to take action.
Still shocked about the discovery he has made, Tamwar confronts the culprit.