Eddie's happiness at Anthony's arrival in Walford is shortlived when an act of vengeance against the Moons puts their business in jeopardy. Greg is frustrated when Cora moves in.
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Morning, Albert Square. Say hello to Moon and Sons!
-Can I have some money?
-It's the first day of the holidays.
Lola, that is why I got you the trial at the caff, so I didn't have to keep doing this.
-Why don't you go in there and sort things out with Shirley, eh?
-Long. What is...?
Oi, that is all I've got, all right?
-If you don't give me any more, that is abuse.
-That is nicely played.
-Jog on, old lady.
-Oh, have we got a lively one? Aw.
-All right, what's all this, then?
-This, Roxy, is my entire universe.
Yes, a life's work. A family legacy.
-Moon and Sons. Now in Walford.
-All right, so what is it?
Quality second-hand goods.
-Where are you going to be, then?
-Yeah, Edward. Where are we going to be?
Well, we haven't got a premises as yet but it's in hand.
-Yeah? Well, leave it here and you'll have a ticket in 20 minutes.
-Yeah? Let 'em try.
-Right, Tyler, got a few more trips to make, so let's get this unloaded.
In the gardens, till we move it to the shop.
Oh, what, the shop that don't exist?
Yeah, well... And get all the stuff out the barrel store, too.
-Yes, Jeanie, love?
-There's a phone call for you.
-Yeah, well, thank you.
So, have you got any plans today?
-See you at the Tube. 12.30.
-Wear the shoes.
Eddie Moon. Hello, mate.
Ready to go in half an hour.
When I take my jacket off. It's fine. Don't stress about it.
When I take my jacket off.
Right, got to go. Bye, mate.
-Jeanie, you done something to your hair?
Setting up shop?
Aren't you ashamed of what you did to Ronnie?
-Got a nice elephant out there on the truck.
-You're not, are you?
-Worth a few bob, I should imagine?
Got a place yet?
It's in hand.
Hey, careful with that. Phone.
-Oh, come on, we don't look that alike.
-Put it on. Liam, you want to watch our stuff for us?
-Don't tell your grandma, though. 20 minutes.
Right, come on, son.
-Rahul's sick, so we need to get someone else to cover lunch.
Not Shabir. He's sleazy.
-He's a nice guy.
-He's a perv, Tam.
Right, I'm going to have a shower. See you there.
What are you doing? Who's that?
Shall we see who it is?
-Yes, we are. Aren't we, Kamil?
What's that other one from the bank?
Nothing to worry about.
-How are you, Dad?
-Yeah, I'm all right.
Dad. Have you got a few hours spare?
Babe, it's a great deal. Got to buy the cars if I want to sell them.
You can't get Fat Boy to do it?
Nice kid but he's a moron. You'll be all right?
-Yeah. Fine, Max.
-See you tomorrow.
Oh, can you get some kitchen roll?
Yep, kitchen roll. Got it.
-I wasn't even going to ask...
-Lauren, please. Stay away from me.
-Sort me out?
-All right, Rox?
-Right, that's it.
-Why? What's up?
No dealing here,
you know that. I'm sorry. You're gone.
Eye on this. Back in two seconds.
-Oi. What you up to?
-Doing a bit of running before training.
-Do you need someone on the bag?
-Are you serious?
You might get to punch me in the face. Can't be bad!
-How you feeling, darling?
About... You know...
Darling, darling. Oscar, just a little bit quiet, that's it. Thank you.
-Are you sure, babe?
-Yeah, I'm glad we broke up.
-Right, OK. I'm just asking.
-Yeah, well, don't.
Mum, have you seen my gym kit?
-Oh, you want to talk to me now.
I don't know, darling. Must be in your bottom drawer like usual.
-You all right?
-Great. Both of you, then.
-Shut up, Mum!
Right. Well, I'll be upstairs getting changed if anyone else wants to shout at me, all right?
Shut up, Mum!
-You're sure you all right?
-Just finishing up?
This is mine.
-Did the council not call you?
Bloke called Ron?
Typical. Said you'd be out today.
Why would I be doing that?
Said you were squatting.
-Well, I ain't.
-He took a deposit from me.
I was in the office, got a lease.
Stamp on it and everything.
Locksmith'll be here in a minute.
I got my truck round the back...
all the gear.
It's in here somewhere.
-Fair's fair, mate.
This place is mine.
I don't see a council bloke and I don't see a locksmith. You're out of luck, sunshine.
After some locks changed?
-Yeah, this one.
-Hang on. You ain't touching that lock.
-Don't do it.
-Fellas, can we sort this out? I got a job up Mile End.
-Off you go, then.
Look, the council sent him.
Now, I've got a lease - can we just get this done?
-I don't want to have to call the council bloke.
-No. Call him.
-Go on, then. What's his name?
-Ron. Give him a ring. I'd like a word.
-Just the clipboard, please.
-I thought I might try some gum, Helen.
-Oh, sorry, I pushed in.
-Shouldn't eat that sugar-free stuff, you know.
The sweetener. Gives you cancer.
But all that sugar. I like to look after my figure.
-Looks pretty sharp from where I'm standing.
You're a bit young to be a Ron, aren't you?
Well, you ARE, aren't you? So, obviously, you're not.
Better play safe.
-That's an eight.
-The book said six.
-They changed it to an eight.
-You've got to tell me these things.
-What do you think I'm doing?
What are you doing here?
Afia asked me to help out in the kitchen.
What are YOU doing here?
-You said, "Find someone."
-One of our staff.
-He knows the place better than any of them.
-Hi. Just want me front of house?
You don't have to hold back, you know. I can handle myself.
That's it. Better. Better.
-When are you going to fight, anyway?
-Soon as my licence comes through.
-I thought I'd help you train.
-How did you...
Saw you running across the square. That's a warm-up, right?
didn't we break up?
Ready to go?
No sign of him.
-Lads, I've got to head off.
-Off you go, then.
-No. Stay there.
-It's going on the bill.
-Tell you what - you disappear now and I'll forget you ever tried to pull this off.
-Pull what off?
We'll wait for your council bloke, then.
-Ron. How are you, mate?
-I thought we arranged this in the office.
Well, I lost the lease.
There's your copy there.
-And you must be the current occupier?
Ron. Ron Corbett.
Borough of Walford. You haven't got a lease, have you?
It's never been a problem.
-I got rights, yeah?
You can't occupy council-owned commercial premises without our prior consent.
By remaining on these premises, you are acting unlawfully
and if you fail to vacate immediately, you will be evicted and forcibly removed
-under the Landlord & Tenants Act.
-Go on, then. Evict me.
Next step's calling the police to move you on. I assume all your stock is legitimate?
-Got a new one?
I can do it softer.
Weren't we doing it harder before?
-Yeah, I think we was.
Abi. Push back. You're doing it like a girl. Come on.
-You all right?
-You need stronger wrists.
-Shut up, Lola. Sure you're all right?
Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry. This was a stupid idea. I should go.
-Just put some ice on it.
She needs to toughen up. You should go around with someone what knows what they're doing.
I think I'll manage.
Thanks for your help, though.
Oi. What are you doing here?
-I fired you.
And I un-fired him.
Phil, he was dealing.
-Outside MY club, working for ME.
OK, now, he knows the rules. The last thing you need, Phil, is a dealer hanging around.
Does he turn up on time and work hard?
Then he's better than pretty much anybody round here.
Give the geezer a break, will you?
-Don't look a day over 35, Mrs Sheth. Enjoy.
-I'll bring the cake out after the mains.
Would you mind folding these for the tables, please?
-I've still got some tables to seat.
-We can manage that.
You're on front of house.
What about Dad?
Oh, he's doing napkins.
-We're busy, Afia.
-It's our restaurant.
I want it to be us that people see when they come in.
What's the difference?
You know it's not easy for me having him in here.
Starters for table three are ready to come out.
Thank you. D'you want another one?
-How you feeling?
Haven't see Max around, have you?
Try the gym. Jack's there maybe.
-Ever get the feeling things are just getting a little out of your control?
Dunno why you bother.
Because if it's too slick they think it's a scam.
Let them think they're on top, then, when their guard's down,
whip the rug out. They'll believe anything.
Look, we got a shop out of it, didn't we?
That is true. That is true.
Didn't think I needed a surname but it helped, didn't it?
-Was it all right?
-Course it was.
-Cos he's a real person.
-Should have picked a fake name,
-Mate, you smashed it. Didn't he, Dad?
-You should have picked a fake name.
-See, I told you.
This is Jeanie. Victoria to my Albert.
She's helping me run the place while the landlords are away.
All right, Jeanie? Anthony.
You see, I knew you were too young to be a Ron.
Can you forgive me?
-Anthony's my son.
-Works for the council.
-No, I don't.
No, he don't. But he's smart enough for it, though.
Me and the boys are setting up Moon and Sons.
Down at the arch near the war memorial.
You pop in, we'll give you a discount.
And now I'm getting the beers in.
-Oi, hang on. We've got some stock to move out.
-Come on, have one. To celebrate.
-Lend me 20 quid?
-No, no, no, I'll get these in.
So, what'll it be, Anthony?
Think you're funny, don't you?
-I'll have two lagers and a lemonade for the old fella, please.
Still no goal-line technology, eh?
You know, after the Lampard thing you'd thought they'd at least considered it.
But still letting silly mistakes like that ruin a game.
Best not say it too loud. We don't want Dad kicking off again, do we?
You and me don't want to go back there.
What you talking about?
About four or five years ago?
Watching us beat Spurs 2-1 at the house.
That big argument about goal-line technology, replays and stuff.
Dad hates the whole idea.
It was me. Me and you against him all through dinner. D'you remember?
-Sorry mate, I don't.
-Benayoun got the winner. Fletcher got the other one.
No. Sorry, I don't.
-Two lagers. And...
-All right, Philip?
Back on it, are we?
Like you care.
Yeah, you're right.
-Mate, can you get us a drink?
-Sorry, I've got no money.
-I'm only asking for one...
-Can turn me hand to most stuff - odd jobs, you name it.
-Bear you in mind.
Cheers, Eddie. I appreciate that.
He's kidding, right?
-No, don't think so.
-Yeah, but we've already got one idiot.
All right, all right.
Here we are.
-Moon and Sons.
-Moon and Sons.
Good to have my boys here.
Thing to do when you lose control?
Get it back.
-Where you going?
-Going to get the truck, get the stuff moved in.
Your bag's upstairs - go and change.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you.
How'd you like to buy me a drink?
-What are you doing?
-Keeping an eye on this stuff.
How is that fun?
-It's not, really.
-So what's the point?
Oi, follow me.
-What are you doing?
Well, don't. You're like a little puppy.
Come on, then.
You know Rainie? Her sister?
No more for her, yeah?
Might want to stick your head in the Vic.
Handsome boy like you. You don't want to be mucking about with stupid young girls.
Yeah. All right, love.
'Allo 'allo, there she is!
Take note of that sour face, boys.
Not enough she's turned her young girls into moaning little cows,
-she's got to spread the love around, ain't you?
You know what?
I think I like this more than customers. It's meditative.
These aren't folded right.
-That'll do fine.
-Is there a problem?
-Yeah. You've folded them wrong.
-That's the way we've always done it.
-It's not how we do it now.
-I'm sorry, you didn't tell me.
-We'll have to re-fold them then, won't we?
-He's made a mistake, he should fix it.
-I'm happy to.
-For goodness' sake, girl.
Will you just be quiet and listen?
If Tam says that it's fine, it should be good enough for you.
Driving test postponed. This day just keeps getting better and better.
I'm presuming it's boy trouble.
Anyone I know?
You know, as you get older, relationships they sort of...
-They get more complicated.
-Are you talking about sex?
I suppose so.
Then why don't you just say it?
I can handle it. I was in a relationship with Edward, remember?
So, I mean, you know to be careful...?
Yes, Mum, we used condoms!
-Do you want more detail?
-No, that's more than enough.
If anyone needs a lecture in relationships...
-Yep. All right.
-On the pill without telling my husband,
a quick affair with my ex...
And is that a stack of doctor's reminders I've seen on the side?
-All right, I've been busy, haven't I? I've been busy.
Hmm. Yeah, you're right. I've been slack. I'll make an appointment.
< I'll get it!
-Put them on your wrist. It'll stop the swelling.
-I don't want to know that.
Cos it'll hurt otherwise, won't it?
No. I don't want to know what you've got to do when someone punches you.
I hate boxing. I think it's violent and pointless and horrible and I hate it.
-It's actually quite graceful, you know.
-Let me finish.
It's bad enough that you do it
but if you want your girlfriend to help you and do training with you
and get punched, then...
-Let me finish!
If that's what you want your girlfriend to be, then I'm not it.
I've tried and obviously I'm not ready for it and whatever else you want to do.
-Can I talk now?
All I want my girlfriend to be...
Didn't take long.
Well, you know, I got halfway there and suddenly thought,
I'd rather be here with you.
Sorry, I forgot the kitchen roll, babe.
Fancy a takeaway?
I'll get the menus.
Oscar? I'll time you to go get my slippers from upstairs, yeah?
See if you can break the record. Ready...steady...go!
Go on, quick, go!
-OK. Nicely done.
-Are you happy?
So what's for dinner?
My famous vegetable curry.
-Fire! Our stock's on fire! Jeanie, where's the extinguisher!
Call the fire brigade!
-Out the way! Get out the way!
Get back! Get back!
Get back! >
GLASS BREAKS, CROWD SHOUTS
-They're on their way, Eddie.
-Dad, what you doing?!
Jay, don't be stupid! Get back, get back!
That ain't going to work, is it?
-Dad, get out, get out!
-What went up?
That's everything, boys.
For three hours.
-Oh, no. You hang onto that.
It's only going to go on the mortgage anyway.
-Did you get paid?
-Your mother and I sorted that, yeah.
-Good. I'll see you later, then.
-Back in a minute.
-Where you going?
What happened, mate?
-Don't worry, all right? It's not your fault. Still mates, yeah?
See you later.
I know it was you.
You need to be careful what you accuse people of.
I know it was you.
And you're going to pay.
Hey, how dare you look at me like that! You have no idea. No idea.
-Sorry, are you talking to me?
-Like I'm some piece of dirt...
-Your words, love, not mine.
-Why don't you shove it? Just shove it!
Oh, come on, Lola, it's your first day at work. Shirley will kill you.
Your grandad stuck his neck out for you and you can't even be bothered to get up for work.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-Look, sorry, I couldn't hear you.
I was just saying, you're going to be late.
-How can I get ready when Pops is still in the bathroom? You want me to go looking like this, yeah?
No, don't touch that, that's mine!
-I'm just clearing...
-Put it down.
-Sorry, Lo. Sorry.
See... wasn't my fault, was it?
-Lo, I'd give that a minute if I...
..I was you.
-Until it's official, she can't keep staying here.
-Come on, she's going up for a job.
-Yeah, one that you should have gone up for.
-But if she gets to swing it,
-then we get the residency order, don't we? Besides...
Well, it's shift work ain't it? A man needs more than that.
We need whatever we can get, Billy.
Come back to bed.
I was beginning to wonder where you'd got to.
Yeah sorry, I, erm... couldn't stop thinking about Rainie.
Rainie? Why, what's she done now?
Nothing. Except she hasn't been back yet.
Oh, thank our lucky stars.
-It's unforgivable, what she said to you last night.
Sorry, Greg, I just... I need to know that she's all right, you know?
Having time off from my day job.
There's still some tea left in the pot.
No, I'm fine thanks.
Yeah, I'd love to pick up the tablecloths,
it would be my express joy.
As you wish.
Is everything OK?
I'm sorry, Dad, but if Tam expects me to play the surrendered wife,
then he's in for a big shock.
-He's your husband, you should listen to him.
-Well, no, but...
-Then Zainab's right.
Dad, you don't even know what the row was about.
-It was about Masood.
-I stand by what I say.
-The man who tried to kill you?
-I've forgiven him and so should you.
I knocked, but...
Sorry, I didn't hear.
Is it OK to pick up Kamil later?
-Right, OK. Till then.
-He came to see his daughter.
Afia was very rude to Masood yesterday
and Tamwar told her off, that's all.
I'm sure it was justified.
I came by, not to see her,
but to see if we could settle our differences.
Apologise and clear the air.
Let me buy you a coffee, please, at least?
No, nobody's turned up, nobody...
No, you've still got your spoon in your hand, AND it's double or quits now. Come on, Donkey Kong.
All right, I'm game.
-Bacon roll, please, Shirley.
-Leave it, leave it!
Tyler, look. Look at me.
-And a coffee.
-Look, I'm sorry, I'm busy.
-No, Shirl, please.
-Tea, coffee, anything...
-Please, even just half a cup of...
-Take your stinking hands off me!
Don't touch me again, all right?
You dirty skank.
A fire-starter and a psychopath.
No wonder you love him so much.
Weren't there supposed to be an egg here?
-What do you think that is?
Carter. And you're late.
Vintage sporting gear.
Anyone with stuff they need to shift.
Yeah, if I can think of any.
Look, I'm sorry, I'm... I've got to visit Ronnie, my head's just...
Yeah, well, of course.
An accident's one thing
but someone doing it on purpose...
Yeah, it's gutting.
-Pleased with yourself?
You really think that'll stop me?
Don't know, don't care.
-Did I what?
-That pile of old tat?
Whoever did it did us a favour.
-Like you did for Ronnie?
-Stitching her up.
No, no, no, no...
I was protecting you.
-Yeah, yeah! Yeah, because she...
-Jack, she was mental!
-Just get out, will you?
-No, no! Hang on, hear me out.
We've got to have this conversation, by the way.
What I did was bang out of order.
It was rotten, it was despicable and...
Just words, Michael. From you they're cheap.
I know, I know, I know, I know.
But I want this place to work, Jack.
I need you.
I want us to be friends again.
-Yeah, friends, friends.
People think I don't care, people think that I'm cold, heartless.
That I don't need friends, that I don't need family, and it's not true, it's not true. It's wrong.
It's just the feelings stuff, Jack, the feelings stuff. I don't...
You know, when we was kids - you know this - you don't show it.
You hide it. You hide it away.
And that's why when it comes out, it's all broken, and wrong.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's fair enough.
That's... That's fair enough.
Just don't start crying on me.
-You are joking.
-I could only find one skip.
You should've seen some of the stuff I didn't bring. Ah! Check this.
Michael - when I'm done with him!
Yeah, great. Great.
We're skint, our stock's gone and you want to get done for assault? Clever, innit?
-Be worth it. Got a better idea?
Once I've sold this beaut.
-You ain't got a prayer, bruv.
-Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Bet I can get more for it than you.
Below the belt. You know, I can't say no to a bet, Ty boy.
-Morning, mini Moons!
So. What's the plan?
Well, if anyone tries to stop us,
and I don't care who it is,
big boy games, big boy rules.
-I meant about this place.
I mean, first day open and look at it.
Yeah, I've been thinking about that too.
I have an idea.
-Are you all right?
Tam wants these tablecloths,
and he's in a hurry for them.
Do you mind?
-I've got a sudden twinge in me hips.
I didn't mean to...
This is the first one of the day...
Now, I can't stop too long, cos all this fresh air...
inclined to bring on one of my migraines.
I believe I may have something of yours.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
I haven't had the time to...
I'm not normally this...
It's... Last night was, erm...
I can't remember even.
It's like a blank.
Suppose you've never, erm...
It's never happened to you, has it?
Well, we all have days we'd rather forget.
Not just days, is it? It's like...
weeks, sometimes whole months.
Oh, don't say that.
A lifetime even.
No, no, you mustn't give up on your hope.
Yeah, what's that?
Look, I've got to fetch something from my house, you know,
and then get back to the launderette.
It's only across there, look,
and if you'd like to come over, you know, when I've finished my shift.
That is unless you're stuck to the seat.
Is the coast clear?
-You didn't come.
-She knows, Max.
-What're you talking about? Who knows?
-Vanessa, she know. She does.
-She does, Max.
-Course she don't.
-Tan, calm down. She don't.
If you need any help clearing it all...
Thanks, but me and the boys, we'll shift it tomorrow.
It's still a bit raw at the moment.
-Especially with Michael starting it.
I had this box.
Not that big,
just an ordinary, nothing-to-look-at box.
But it belonged to a cabin boy.
Barely 15 when he sailed with Lord Nelson
on HMS Victory at Trafalgar.
He kept all his worldly goods inside.
All that history gone.
That's just awful.
-Ah, well, what's done is done, Jeanie.
-What are you are going to do?
We've got these big premises, prime location,
nothing inside it.
Nothing. Doesn't even look like a shop.
Even if we had, I don't know, just a few things...
Ooh, well, I don't know.
-That's a great idea, stroke of genius.
-Jeanie, you are a marvel.
Yeah. This deserves breakfast.
-Have you eaten?
My treat. Now, you don't have to worry, just a few items for display.
-Yep, nothing for sale.
Just to make it look a bit busy, to tide us over till we can restock.
I'll get the boys to come and pick up a few things up.
You won't even notice they're gone.
Jeanie, you just saved my life.
-Can I have a coffee to go, and whatever you're having. Oh, I forgot, you're working.
I regret what I said,
only in that it has affected our friendship
and that is the last thing I wanted.
No matter how strong my feelings are, I would never dream of trying to act on them again.
Even if, by some miracle, you felt the same,
we both know there's no future there for us, not in this lifetime.
But I hope we can remain friends.
As you know, that means a great deal to me...
So it's on the house.
-Come on, give.
-I think breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
-Two full English breakfasts, please. And tea or coffee?
-Oh, no fried bread, sorry.
-Same. Thank you.
-I saw that.
-You didn't even ring it in.
Two breakfasts, teas, no fried bread - £5.90.
-How much have you got there?
I wish I could add up that quick.
Eh, that wasn't me.
-Yes, it was.
-No, it wasn't.
-If you don't mind.
-I ain't doing it.
-Look, just pick it up.
-You work in here, you do as I say.
I almost stopped Oscar from having a day out with the girls
cos it would've meant I'd have been on my own with Greg.
I'm a dreadful mum.
Terrible wife, lousy sister.
Now all I can do with you is sit here and moan.
No, it's fine.
Don't be silly.
If someone had told me three months ago, I'd be sat here with you now...
and I'd be happy doing just that,
I would've thought they had a screw loose.
Either that or I did.
But it's true.
What do we do about Vanessa?
Trust me, she might think she knows something, but she don't.
Not for sure, not that it's you.
I should get on.
Yeah, me too.
SHE HUMS TO HERSELF
-Let's just leave it there.
The things punters come in for, we stick at the back,
-then they have to walk past the things they don't want. But once they've seen...
Can I interest you in this incredible bed?
-Comes with a unique feature that can't be found anywhere else.
-Yeah? What's that?
Me in it!
I didn't know you fancied my husband.
-I'm sure he'll be flattered.
-No, what I meant was.
Ooh. How much?
-We'll that's, erm...
Had a dealer come in about five minutes ago, put a deposit down.
Sorry. If it was me, I would. But once my brother's given his word...
-Can't we just give him his money back?
Wouldn't you rather let her have it than some grubby little dealer who's probably trying to rip us off.
-Come on, Ty, she's a local girl.
-Shame, but if it's already sold...
Come on, Tyler. Just this once?
-Go on, then.
-But no adding no money to it.
Just cos she's not trade. How much was that leech going to pay anyway?
-About 25? 20 quid?
Well, done, boys. Our first sale.
Not on the desk!
It's very nice of Mad Dog to leave this.
Very kind. So, nothing on the desk, nothing in the desk.
Only my stuff. And that phone.
It's not even plugged in, Dad.
So there's none of your secret phone calls
to arrange your secret missions to see your secret girlfriends, eh?
Nah, you've lost me, boys.
You've taken everything. You can't, it's Kat and Alfie's!
I'm sorry, the boys got a bit carried away. But it's OK, nothing's for sale
and they'll put everything back exactly the way it was.
-Jeanie, it was your idea.
-Yes... No, but, but, but...
OK, clearly we've overstepped the mark.
We'll put it back. Boys?
Well, only if you promise not to sell any of it?
You have my word.
Upon my honour.
-I just took him to the park.
This age is the best time.
It really is the best time.
What is it?
When I was getting my keys, I...
I can't see my...
I had some medication in here.
-I said it's nothing.
I have a lot to get done today. Come on, Kamil.
-It's none of your business, Masood.
It was in here, I know I had it in here.
Now, there's plenty of hot water and clean towels in the bathroom.
Why are you doing all this for me?
It's not like anyone else can be bothered, not even my own family.
Are you a Good Samaritan, or what?
No, it don't work like that.
No, the parable of the lost sheep.
That's one of my favourites.
Sheep? I've been called some things in my time, but I've never been called a sheep!
I've got something that you might like to have.
Can I just take that shower first?
Oh, I'd have a bath if I was you,
cos the shower is only an attachment on the taps, I use it for me hair.
And I don't want to sound rude, but if I was you
I would stand very close to a bar of soap.
That's in the bathroom too.
So it should be, cost a fortune.
About that - if you need anything else, you come to me first, yeah?
I'd hate to see you pay over the odds.
-It was all your stuff in the fire, wasn't it?
Well, then. And besides, my husband loves a bargain.
And I can't wait to tell him about this one.
-Lo, how's it going?
-Are you throwing your money away?
-Found it on the floor.
-Nah, ain't mine.
No, it's mine. Cheers.
I had some pills in my bag earlier.
-Has anyone seen them, have they handed them in?
-No, sorry, I ain't seen anything.
-I saw them. They were in my bag before you knocked it on the floor.
-I didn't knock it on the floor!
-Yes, you did. The fiver you just found just now, was that mine too?
-Tell me what you've done with them.
-Get off of me! I haven't touched your bag.
-I have lost my medication, all right?
-No, I haven't!
-If she said she hasn't, then she hasn't.
-Am I supposed to believe you now?
-You're a bunch of liars and cheats.
Now you tell me, what have you done with them?
-What do I want your ugly pills for anyways, eh?
-How dare you!
-All right, that's enough.
-Fine, see if I care.
-Oh, come on, Shirl.
-I knew it.
-YOU - out!
Me? She's the one that took them.
How dare you speak to my staff like that. Now get out!
Life can be so cruel to us, Rainie,
but if you have faith, then you have hope.
I see, so what,
like, you get some kind of prize for saving me?
-No. No, no.
-I'm sorry, I just don't believe in this kind of stuff.
Oh, never mind. You might come to it one day.
I think it would be so much simpler if we were kind to each other.
Yes. I also think that we should be kind to ourselves.
People are so funny.
We can be so hard on ourselves, Rainie, and there ain't no need.
You remind me of someone.
-Oh, no, not her, she's me half-sister.
She ain't been round here for years.
I give her that, she weren't interested.
Oh, she's so blousy. She ain't got a good word to say about nobody.
No, I was thinking of a young girl.
Donna, who's Donna?
Did you get my message? About the sleeping pills?
I was so worried, I know that stupid girl in the cafe had taken them.
With so much going on, how am I ever meant to get any kind of sleep?
It's OK. It's sorted.
My sunglasses. What?
All in all, we pulled it out the bag today, boys.
-So what's it going to be?
Oi, oi, Steptoe and Sons! How's that fire sale? All right?
-You think it's funny!
-Leave it, seriously.
He's right, son. He who wields the knife is never king.
I weren't going to stab him.
I know, I know.
-So what's it going to be, then? Can she stay?
-Yeah. She'll do.
Only a few shifts, mind.
Yeah, I know. Thanks though, Shirl, thanks. See?
I think we're in business. A bit sweaty at first. I thought Dad would have to jack Bella in.
Bella? Who's that...she?
The love of Dad's life.
SHE is his car.
-What are you having?
-I'll get 'em.
-No, you're all right, I'll get 'em.
Hey, you did it all yourself, didn't you?
Yeah, it's great.
And then I was with Dot for a couple of hours. Tan...
I'm sorry for all the hurt, and the trouble, and the...
-I really am going to sort myself out this time.
Oscar is zonked out, I thought we could...
I can go... Mum'll...
-Stay. Stay with us. It's fine.
Look, I don't want to get in-between you and...
No, it's fine. Honestly, Rain, it's fine.
Glad to see you two have sorted things out.
It would've been a shame if a few words out of turn had spoiled things.
-Well, you know Michael, he's always shooting his mouth off.
Just for the record, Jack...
no-one believed it, no-one.
All that sleeping with Ronnie stuff.
The big affair. No chance.
Eddie's given me a job.
Here, do you want to hear something funny?
You can't tell anyone, right? Not even Eddie. Promise me?
It was me, I burnt the stuff.
-We're friends, yeah?
Ronnie good in the sack, is she?
-I don't know what you're talking about, Jack.
-I think you do.
-No, I don't. Cos I told you, I never went there and you know that.
The problem is it's not me who thinks she's easy, it's you.
-You, get in!
-Jack! Urgh! Aargh!
Mo was wondering if you might give the upstairs a bit of a whizz round.
It's just with all these men staying here...
I normally do upstairs on a Friday. What day is it today?
-Yes, but the upstairs bathroom...
-Not a chance. I got the social coming round at eleven.
What's that about, then?
It's none of your business.
And you can forget about this lot. I'm not doing that either.
"Sic transit gloria mundi."
What's he on about?
It's Latin, innit? "Sic transit gloria mundi."
"Thus passes the glory of the world."
That's funny, cos I was sick once in the back of a Transit
with a girl called Gloria. And it was on a Monday.
-This was a 1908 Charles Rennie Mackintosh.
-Yeah, like hell it was.
-Well, it was as far as the insurance was concerned.
If we had insurance, that's what I'm saying. If we had insurance, we could've cleaned up.
And as it is, I feel like I'm burying my own children.
-Oh, that's nice, innit?
-I want this back exactly like it was.
What, filthy, horrible and covered in dog muck?
I have been specially tasked by Walford Highways Department.
Fly-tipping is a criminal offence subject to a £50,000 fine and/or up to six months' imprisonment.
You have been warned. I want to see my face in that pavement when...
You want to see your face in the pavement, do ya?
-Everyone's going to see your face in the pavement when I spread it there!
-Physically intimidated at 08:07...
-He's a strong-willed boy. I say a boy. Actually he's half pit-bull.
That's why we call him Fang. That's right, ain't it, Anthony?
Yeah. If you're sensible, you'll call him sir.
If there's so much as a scorch mark left, I'm going to do you.
And I'm going to come back to check. Don't think I won't.
What are we going to do about your temper, eh?
There's blood in there. Everywhere.
-In the men's toilets. Come and have a look.
-Well, whose blood?
Funnily enough, Jean, I haven't had the time to do a DNA analysis.
As in Moon?
-Where are you going?
-To tell his father.
Oh, great, leave me to deal with it, then(!)
It's all over the toilet floor!
-How much blood are we talking?
So someone had a nose bleed.
No, but you see, it's not just someone. Look.
-Yes, you see, that's what I'm saying.
-Do you think I should call the police?
-Is there a dead body?
-Just get it cleaned up.
-But it could be evidence.
Jeanie, Jeanie, you're letting your imagination carry you away.
Now, come on...off you go.
Don't look at me. How does she know it's Michael's blood?
-Might have been the other bloke's.
-Who else has it in for him?
-Whose husband, you mean?
Right, come on, this stuff ain't going to shift itself. Liam!
Can you give us a hand?
Fancy a ride in the pick-up,
in the Moon mobile?
You went all round the houses.
She's been in that bloomin' bathroom half an hour. What's she doing in there?
-Why don't you just go to work?
-I haven't even brushed my teeth.
She's sorting herself out, Greg. She's making the effort.
I never spend any time with you.
-Who is it?
Greg, be an angel and get my bags.
Taxi driver was rude, so I refused to give him a tip and he's put them on the pavement.
Mum's having trouble with her neighbours. I said, didn't I?
They've made my life pure hell. And you know what? The cops NEVER do a thing.
It's only for a few days.
Put the kettle on, darling. I'm gasping.
Those cases are going to get nicked
unless you go and pick them up, sharpish.
This social worker, yeah, she wants to check out
that we're a nice family, and that we've got good manners, OK?
Lola! I will not tell you again!
So... So, we've all got to be on our best behaviour, all right?
Mind our Ps and Qs and no-one,
no-one, mentions the word "squatting", OK? Cool.
Right, change of plan.
We're going to play hide and seek, OK?
But everyone's got to be really quiet, right?
So Daddy is just going to go and hide.
Oh, you're kidding me.
Thank you, Jean.
It's important to me.
What actually happened?
There's some stupid morons out there.
-I told your dad.
He didn't seem that concerned.
There's no change there, then.
Well, he thinks you started the fire.
-Why would I do that?
-Cos you don't like him very much.
(There are lots of people I don't like very much.)
I don't burn their stuff, do I?
So did he do it?
Course he didn't HIT me.
I'm so relieved.
So who did?
Don't worry about it, Jean.
It'll be taken care of.
I've seen it all now.
"Honour thy father and thy mother,
"that thy days may be long upon the land
"which the Lord thy God giveth thee."
That's number five of the Ten Commandments.
The only commandment you ever cared about was the 11th -
"Thou shalt not get caught." And you couldn't even stick to that.
-I love you.
-Excuse me while I puke.
-Everything all right in here?
-Your sister's gone stark raving mad.
It's not me you need...
it's the men in white coats.
-"Thou shalt not kill."
Number six - "Thou shalt not commit adultery."
-It's a mini crisis at the salon.
-You're not leaving me alone with her?
Will you two just try and be nice to each other for once, please?
If I'm not back by lunch, Rainie'll make you something. You'll be all right.
-I'll see you later.
I still love you.
I'd rather be back with the neighbours from hell.
Bad enough having her sister there, she's a bad influence on the kids, but her mother as well?
Yeah, well, you should just tell her, mate.
I don't even get asked. You know what, it's like that house,
did I want to live where her ex can practically see in through the bedroom window?
Oi, her ex is my brother. Just bear that in mind.
Yeah, it's about time I asserted myself.
Made some of my own decisions for once, see how she likes it.
-Yeah, what's stopping you?
-Well, I will do. Soon.
-What happened to you?
-Bizarre gardening accident.
You were going to go and get some coffees, weren't you?
Take your time.
So, what's this? Gunfight At The OK Corral?
I didn't sleep so well last night, Jack.
Well, I've heard cocoa does wonders. You should try it.
I lay awake...
"How do I get him back?"
Yeah, I can imagine why a man might do that.
..that was my initial notion.
I want to...see his blood.
Quite like to hear him scream. Ever felt like that, Jack?
-Yeah, once or twice.
Do I kill him or not? That was certainly there.
..it's better if he lives.
Cos if he's dead, he's dead...
and the dead don't remember, Jack, do they?
And I want you to remember.
Yeah, well, I'll remember that tip, thanks, and I'll keep an eye out.
I had, then, a beautiful moment of clarity.
Do I want to go down for ten years?
Nah, I don't think so.
So it turned more towards,
"How do I make him suffer
"without physically hitting him? I know,
"maybe I'll tell him some details about his beloved Ronnie."
Very enthusiastic, Jack.
Who would've thought it?
And all those scratch marks she left all the way down my back.
How's the heart rate, Jack? Is it beating along nicely?
How am I doing?
-But then, I thought, "No, that's immature."
"That's childish, Michael."
Seeing as I never actually did anything in the first place.
Not that I didn't think about it, any man would.
But that girl's got trouble written through her like a stick of rock.
And I'm not so stupid these days.
..that's where I was -
a quandary -
I'm not going to hit him,
I'm not going to sexually humiliate him,
-HE SNAPS FINGERS
maybe the knowledge...
..that he got it all wrong.
That he heard a piece of gossip
and he didn't apply logic, he didn't think about it,
he didn't ask questions, he was so paranoid
and low in self-confidence,
that he turned into a moron.
And the very FACT that you thought that was possible,
that this woman, your wife who you're supposed to trust implicitly,
would just throw herself at a bloke, like that?
What does that say about you?
You may be big and strong, Jack,
but you ain't much of a man, are you?
You know what?
I feel better already.
-What don't you understand about the words "public right of way"?
-We're running a business here.
Well, that is fine, provided you run your business
-FROM the business, and not halfway across the road.
Go on! Go on, fight! fight!
Council policy states assaults upon staff will not be...
Yeah? And the Tyler Moon policy states that jumped up jobsworths like you will not...
I leave you alone for five minutes.
-What are you doing?
-I'm going to report you, I've witnesses.
-No. I ain't a grass, yeah?
-I can sort it.
You haven't taken your medication today, have you? No, thought not.
Sorry about him. Here...
Here, Dad, can you?
For your trouble.
-Are you bribing me?
-I'm trying to be friendly, mate.
Meet me halfway, yeah? Be nice.
Just... Just get this lot shifted.
-What is it with you and violence, eh?
why's he keep looking at me? Are you some kind of perv?
If you don't want to be looked at, don't flaunt it, love.
-There you are! Billy's having kittens over you.
You knew the social worker was coming!
-Take no notice, Liam.
Some girls are like that. You want to steer well clear.
What is it, son?
I don't want to say.
Better out than in.
What is it?
Ask her who started that fire.
-The fire that burnt all your stuff.
-No, you're just saying that because she was horrible to you.
Liam, this is no time for lies.
Now...look at me.
-And think before you answer.
-She told me yesterday.
She was bragging about it, I swear.
-There you go.
-Got nothing to say, then?
-D'you want to know who told me?
I know already. How do you get on with YOUR Dad?
The real family man.
Hang on, Michael...
-You KNEW she was coming this morning!
-I HATE social workers.
-So you want to go back in the home?
-If that's how she wants to be, then let her.
-That's going to be her now. Best behaviour, right?
-Won't take long.
-Eddie, what are...
-I just need a word.
-What you got to say for yourself?
-Eddie, mate, sorry, but we're expecting...
I'm talking to her! Well?
-Dunno what you're talking about.
Let me guess, Liam? What's that little scrote been saying about me...
-So you admit it?
-Look, what's this all about?
-Ask her! Go on, tell her.
-I ain't saying anything.
All that stock of mine that got burned out in the Square?
My entire business? Ask her who started the fire.
Look, he fancies me, only I don't fancy him, so obviously, he's making up lies about me.
I didn't hear it from him, so don't hide behind that.
So who d'you hear it from, then?
-Why shouldn't I go to the police?
we've got a social worker coming in a minute...
She don't need a social worker!
Do you know what the penalty is for arson? Do ya?
Please, can we do this another time, eh?
If only for the kids, yeah?
I'll be watching you.
Thank you very much, darling. Have a nice day.
Hello, there you are! I was just bringing your coffees over.
No. You snooze, you lose. Cup of tea and a bacon roll, please.
-I'm sorry, who are you?
Oh, vaguely, yes. Tanya Branning's rebound?
Yeah, right. Listen, I hear you're looking for a house to buy round here.
There's only one thing worse than being gossiped about - not being gossiped about.
-Right, do you mind if I sit down?
Sorry, you'll have to give me a minute.
My line manager dumped three new cases on my desk
just as I was about to leave and I'm already way over my allocation.
-This is William and Janet.
My kids from my first... My second marriage.
-They already live with me, part-time.
-Us. And this is...
-Do you want a cup of tea or something?
I'm fine, thanks. I've got some water in here somewhere.
Oh, I don't know a social worker who isn't overworked.
Listen, what I said just now about extra case loads,
I don't think I should have mentioned that,
so can we pretend I didn't?
whole stack of questions to get through.
First off is accommodation.
-This is where Lola would be living, yeah?
-Yeah. We know it's not ideal, but we like it, don't we?
And it's permanent, is it? This flat?
Only I couldn't help noticing the "to let" sign outside.
Oh, that's been up there for ages.
We've been on at them to take it down, you know what estate agents are like.
Well, I'll need to see a copy of the tenancy agreement at some stage,
-but we can do that later...
-Give Daddy a kiss.
So who actually did that to you?
Don't matter. I'm leaving anyway.
-It's the story of my life, Anthony -
arrive, make enemies, leave.
-Yeah, but Dad knows you had nothing to do with the fire.
-Does he now?
What is the problem between you two?
-I just don't get it.
-There's so much you don't get, Anthony.
Yeah, like what?
-Turn it over.
-What about it?
-What about it? What's he told you about my mother?
-Just that she died.
-In a car accident.
No. She topped herself.
With sleeping pills
and a big bottle of sherry.
And I found the body.
And I was six.
-Why did Dad never say?
-Now THAT is an excellent question, Anthony.
How much longer are you going to be reading that?
I preferred it when you was a drug addict.
I love you, Mum.
At least you weren't pretending to be something you're not.
You know what, there's an awful lot of "begatting" going on in here.
-That was my first mistake - begatting you.
-I still love you, Mum.
-Oh, for God's sake.
-For your sake,
for my sake, but most of all, for God's sake.
Give me strength.
Where've you been? At last. She's driving me mental.
-You wouldn't need a survey.
-Have we got visitors?
-I can dig out the one we had done.
-Who's upstairs with Greg?
You'll have to ask him.
Let me see Janine out, I'll explain in a sec.
So if you dig out that survey, that would be great.
I'll speak to my solicitor and then, well, maybe we can discuss money.
I'm assuming there'll be a discount for a quick sale?
-Sorry? What sale are we...
-Oh, I was particularly taken with your bedroom, Tanya.
Floral and pink, it's very... Very you.
-Hey, I'll be in touch.
-Am I hearing right?
-Before you start,
-this is me asserting myself.
-I want us to move house.
-You want the truth?
OK. I never wanted to come here in the first place.
I just went along with it to keep you sweet.
Just like I go along with everything to keep you sweet.
Well, enough. First your sister, then her. I've had it.
I want to live in a place that belongs to me as much as it belongs to you.
Where we can make decisions TOGETHER.
Where we can raise our baby together.
(Is it Mum and Rainie, is that the problem?)
We never spend enough time alone.
(I'll get rid of them.)
You just don't understand.
I do. Oh, I do.
Greg, I do understand, I...
I haven't been thinking of you and I'm sorry, I am.
But let's not rush into anything, eh?
Look, I'll get rid of Mum and Rainie and then we can take it from there.
I love you.
Oh, come here, I'm sorry.
< Get a job, girl!
Michael barely knew his mother. He was too young.
He's put her up on a pedestal and that's where he wants to keep her.
Yeah, but why did you never tell us?
-Look, can we have this conversation some other time? I've got invoices...
-No. No, Dad.
I need to know why you never told us.
All right, you want to know?
Because it was the most painful and difficult period
in my entire life and talking about it still hurts.
-Does Michael know that?
-I've tried to talk to him about it, but all I get is abuse.
-So what am I supposed to do?
-I think he'll listen now.
-Why do you say that?
-I've persuaded him to meet you in the pub this lunchtime.
-For all our sakes. Please, Dad.
-Right, I think we're just about done.
All I can do is prepare my report, the actual decision will be made elsewhere.
-But they're going to read what you've written, aren't they?
-Well, yeah, of course.
-Look, I can't make any guarantees,
but strictly off the record and assuming that everything you've told me is true...
-Aren't you going to answer that?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Won't be a minute.
Who the hell are you?
Let me get you a drink.
Is that a good idea, considering what happened last time?
-Just look at it as a gesture, yeah.
-I appreciate that, but no, thanks.
I actually came in here looking for your old man.
And why would you want to do that?
Because I don't like being made a monkey of.
If you want to make a gesture, don't say anything.
-Why? Cos I'm going to get him, my way.
And how are you going to do that?
Oh, it's going to be good. Don't get me wrong, because I love you,
but I don't really go a bundle on this modus operandi of yours. All that fisticuffs stuff.
It's all a bit trite, know what I mean?
Not very sophisticated.
So what are you going to do?
Stick around, he'll be here in a minute.
Watch and learn. All will be taken care of.
The thing you've got to understand about Greg is he's, you know,
happy-go-lucky all the time, and wants a quiet life,
wants to please and then something happens and he just goes off on one.
Men are like dogs, if they're not properly house-trained they poo all over the carpet.
-So anyway, the thing is...
-He wants us out.
Well, he's talking about moving. That's not going to happen
cos I've only just got this place the way I want it, I'm not going anywhere.
Just say it, Tan. You want us both to leave.
-Out on the streets.
-No, no, that's my whole point.
You're family, right? There's no way I'm going to kick you out.
Look, I can handle Greg, yeah? But for now, please, will you just...
Just be nice to him, you know. Stay out of his way. And look interested when he talks and that.
You're asking the impossible now, girl.
Mum, please. Will you just try?
I am so sorry about that, massive misunderstanding.
Amount of hassle I've had with them estate agents.
-I'll have a word with their managing director.
-Well, I hope you get it sorted out.
The welfare of my kids, that's what comes first.
There ain't no way I'm going to see them go homeless.
I'll be in touch.
Annie, you know Julie and me was both in care?
So we know what it's like. That's what this is all about.
Do you understand?
-I'm going to do my very best for you all.
It's just a mess, innit?
And that's my fault. I hold my hands up.
That was me when I was his age.
Took a lot of work to change.
Still a struggle.
I still screw up over and over, but...
a lot of the screw-ups have been to do with you.
No-one knows more than me how I've let you down.
So what are you saying?
Anthony says you're thinking of moving on.
If you do that...
..we're going to miss this chance.
Our best chance.
Working things through.
Healing the wounds.
Becoming a proper father and son.
Say you'll stay.
I love you, son.
I love you, too, Dad.
I can't find my keys anywhere.
-Will you help me look for them?
-What do you need keys for?
-It ain't like I'm going anywhere.
-If you'd gone up for that job...
-Will you stop going on about that?!
-What's eating you?
You can be in a bad mood when you want. Why can't I?
What are you in a bad mood about?
We're never going to pass that assessment.
After that rubbish with the estate agent yesterday.
That's not such a bad thing. Do you want to live with a pyromaniac?
Why do you automatically think she's guilty?
You have got an amazing capacity to fool yourself, do you know that?
Can you stand up, please?
-What are you still doing here? You should be at work!
-I can't face it.
-Look, I had a bit of a do last night.
Do you think I want to clean toilets? I do it because I have to.
Lots of people do things because they have to.
Now either you get yourself back in that cafe or I'll take you straight back to that care home.
-Do you understand me?
-All right! Fine.
I can't cope with this.
Oh. I wonder where she gets it from(!)
Why is she always in a bad mood?
What's the matter with you anyways? Forget it, you're no fun.
No, no. I don't want the telly on. Leave that where it is.
All right! I'll go to work.
What are you doing here?
Rainie and Nan are staying and Dad's out all day. Where else would I be?
What's so fascinating out there anyway?
Oh, I see!
What's that supposed to mean?
You've got a dishwasher. How hard is it to load up a dishwasher?
Don't blame me. Blame the boys. This is their mess.
Not a chance.
-Don't start, Jean.
-I said I'd give you a hand.
If they want to live in a pig sty, that's up to them.
I'm going to do downstairs and if you want to sack me, I don't give a damn.
She sounds happy.
You've got a letter.
You all right?
Can't have you upset. You're my special girl.
Actually, if you don't mind, Jeanie, I'd like to read this in private.
Oh, yeah. Course.
-Both of you, get up. Come on. Get up!
-Get off me!
-You touch me again...
-What you going to do?
Ooh, you can't do anything, little boy, can you?
I'm going to clean the men's toilets. When I get back, I want this place clean! Is that clear?
-What did you just say?
-He didn't mean it.
-Yes, I did.
Don't take me on, little boy. I've taken on bigger men than you and I've won.
Now get up!
Do as the lady says, yeah? Show a bit of respect.
-You didn't need to do that.
-I didn't do it for you. I did it for them.
Is Alfie about?
-No, he's not back till Tuesday.
-Oh, well, it weren't important.
You two, if you've got any sense, you'll behave yourselves.
-Cos even I'm scared of her. See you later.
-See you later.
If she's paid to clean, that's what she should do.
Are you going to tell her?
Well, I'm more worried about what Kat and Alfie'll say
if they get back Tuesday and there's still no furniture.
If Eddie says it'll be back, it'll be back!
Ooh, Eddie's such a nice man, isn't he(?)
Eddie's such a handsome man.
You're wasting your breath. I am not going to rise to it.
Ooh, is she going a little bit red?
Will you shut up, please?
Actually, I might have the answer to Julie's problem.
-I'm going to have a word with Eddie.
In private. Just me and him.
And I may be some time.
You owe me after what you did to Mad Dog.
So I've got a proposition I want to put to you.
I'm in need of sanctuary.
-Do you mind?
-Your nan's come to stay. Need I say more?
She's not only driving me mad, but Greg too.
Cos he's too much of a wuss to say anything,
he's taking it out on me, so I'm being driven doubly mad.
I'll just stay for a couple of hours, be as quiet as a mouse. Ooh.
You chosen to escape too?
I think it's a case of lovesickness.
Pack it in, Abi, and grow up, please.
I'm going to get dressed. Have fun.
I'm just going to sit here and... and read.
Dot give it me.
Right, listen to this, right,
"Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth
"for thy love is better than wine.
"Because of the savour of thy good ointments, thy name is as ointment
"poured forth, therefore, do the virgins love thee."
As you can see, all new units. Appliances, top notch.
Which lorry did they fall off?
This from a dodgy antiques dealer? I love it.
How much money are we talking?
Wait till you see the master bedroom. It's like a harem.
Mo, if we're not there or thereabouts, there's no point in me seeing the rest. How much?
What you have to understand is, the Olympics are only a year away and the market has to reflect that.
Well, stop with all that estate agent cobblers - how much?
-Two and a half grand a month.
Well, as it's you, I'll slit me throat and we'll call it two grand.
This is a council house and you're illegally subletting.
-Who told you that?
-Let's stick to 1,500 and I'll throw in a promise to keep my mouth shut.
I don't go a bundle on a grass.
1,500, that's my last offer.
A month's deposit and you take care of all the bills.
Gas and electric me,
council tax you.
You really are an antiques dealer, ain't you?
Let's have a look upstairs.
"My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of En-gedi."
I feel like I could have a cold shower now!
Who would have this sort of stuff in the bible?
I've never had a bloke make me feel that good! You?
OK, you're fishing.
So I'm fishing.
Have you been speaking to Abi?
When would I have done that?
I can't stop thinking about him.
-I wish I didn't, but I do.
-Does he feel the same way?
Well, sometimes I think he does.
And then it's like he couldn't give a damn.
He's got you right where he wants you, hasn't he?
That's supposing he wants me at all.
I know it's stupid, but I can't help it.
He's a brother of one of my mates.
-Is that the end of the world?
-She would go nuts if she knew.
Maybe that's her problem.
It's not just any old mate.
Is this someone that I know?
-I don't want to say.
-OK, fair enough.
It's Ryan Malloy.
Do you know him?
Why you looking like that for?
How well do you know this Ryan?
Pretty well. Why, what are you saying?
Did you hear about me winding up in the gutter the other night?
-What about it?
-Do you know who sold me the gear?
He's a dealer, Lauren.
-Are you lying to me?
-Why would I do that?
Listen, I'm not going to tell you what you should do.
All I know is I've lost so many years to one drug or another.
It was a bloke very much like Ryan Malloy
that got me started on the heroin.
That's all I'm saying.
Don't turn round later and say that no-one warned you.
You have to knock this on the head, Lauren.
Yeah, I know. And I would.
But every time he looks at me...
I've forgotten... I've got to go and pick something up from the chemist
for your nan. She'll kill me if I forget.
You going to be all right?
It ain't worth it, Lauren.
They never are.
Hand wash only.
-Can you believe it?
-What are you talking about?
Eddie Moon wears silk underpants!
-I found them in his bedroom and there's three more pairs in his washing basket.
He is such a surprising man, don't you think?
-Why, because he wears silk trolleys?
-How much must they have cost?
Do you think it would be really wicked of me
to find out about this letter?
I mean, Wolver Court...
Yes, I do! I do. Put it back.
I'd love to know more about his life.
You know, where he's been, what he's done.
I think he's an absolutely fascinating man. Don't you?
No. Not really. Right, I've gotta get on, Jean.
-Obviously, it's furnished, but if you've got
stuff you need fetching across, I can always get you a van.
No, it's all right, Mo, I've got my own pick-up, I can take care of that.
-All your troubles are over.
Eddie and his boys are moving in my old place on Monday.
Monday, you say?
Sadly, that's not going to end all my troubles, but thank you. I will get on now.
-If I can raise the deposit.
-Schmoozer like you? You'll have it by lunch time!
-We'll miss you.
-Julie won't. Right, I'm going to make some coffee.
Who wants one?
Has somebody moved this?
I started tidying up in here, so it might have been me.
-I'm going to go and do the bedrooms.
So you don't want a coffee, then?
No! Thank you.
How's it going?
How's what going?
Your old man. The plan.
Whatever it is.
-He's knocking on a bit, but he's still useful.
Yeah, he used to be a pro.
Came to within two fights of the title back in the '90s.
Why, what are you thinking?
Don't even think about it.
What you writing down? What you writing down?!
Is there a problem?
-Yeah, I want to know what he's writing down!
-Give that back!
-Get off me! Get off me!
-Listen, Tyler, calm down, and I mean it.
-What's the problem this time?
-Same old and same old.
I'm sorry. As I explained yesterday, he can be a bit hot-headed.
-He's all right now.
-I'm going back to my office to write up a report.
All he needs is a bit of love and understanding.
A lead and a muzzle, more like.
-This is your way of looking out for him, is it?
-Dad, I was inside. I didn't even see.
-What were you doing?
You realise that he's probably going to go to the police now, do you? You're an idiot!
Take him down the caff while I try and sort this out.
And by the way...
I've found us somewhere to live.
Assuming Tyler can stay out of Pentonville.
-Not now. I'm busy.
-What is the problem with giving me the combination to the safe?
-Why do you need to know?
-Because it's my club as well!
-I've got a right to know.
What for? It's not like you're the one that goes to the bank.
No, but it would be a sign that we trust each another.
Well, you clearly don't trust me, so why should I trust you?
-Is it important?
I'll wait outside.
-What's he doing here?
-I told you. He works here.
Phil, what's in the safe?
What do you mean "what's in the safe?"
Just open it now. I want to see.
I'm getting bored with this.
Hello, mate. How you doing?
What are you doing in here?
What did I say to you last week? Stay away from my niece.
-Lauren. I've told her all about you.
-You've done what?
-Oh, yeah, she knows. So back off.
What do you mean "back off"? Oi!
-Back off from what?
-Before she goes and tells your sister.
-What's she said?
-Just stay away.
How was work?
I feel so let down by you.
-Where were you when I needed back-up this morning?
I'm so sick of being the bad cop.
When I tell her something, I expect you to be there for me.
-She went to work in the end, didn't she?
-That's not the point, is it?
I can't do this by myself.
We let her get away with things, it gives her the right to do it again.
Think about what you was like when you was her age.
Exactly! I needed a firm hand.
I didn't get one, though, did I? It's not going to work.
How about if I go down the caff, have a word with her?
-Yeah, that'd be a start, wouldn't it?
-OK, I'll do that, then.
If anything, he's getting worse.
One of these days he's going to hurt someone.
It's funny, cos he was what I was going to speak to you about.
I've had this idea. Where he can, I don't know, sort himself out.
-You know, bit of an outlet.
-Are you not wanting anything?
-No. No, you're all right.
-I'll tell you outside.
-Yeah. I suppose so.
So when are we going to do it, then? For real this time.
-I'm meeting Abi in here in a minute.
-I won't tell if you don't.
I've never known a bloke to turn it down
when it's given to him on a plate.
Just let me know when, eh?
What were you just saying to him?
-No, I'm asking you.
Never expect a bloke to be faithful, sweetheart.
-Just ain't in their nature.
-Yeah, all right. Leave her alone now, eh?
-Don't act like you weren't up for it, yeah?
-You are such a tart.
-Go on, then. Hit me!
For letting me in. Seeing me.
I know you've spoken to Rainie.
I don't like myself.
Well, I don't like you either, so that makes two of us.
Right, then, so now you know, don't you?
Yeah, I'm bad news.
-So you admit it, then?
-I'm not going to stand there calling Rainie a liar, Lauren, so, you know.
I need help.
Well, you don't think I can't see right through you?
What is so funny?!
Nothing. Dunno. This. All them times you were throwing yourself at me
and I don't want to know. And now, my brain...
What? I'm suddenly irresistible?
-Give me a break.
-Give me a break.
More of a challenge. Maybe that's the one, yeah?
You're not just worried that I might tell Whitney what you've been up to?
Maybe you SHOULD tell her. Tell someone, because I can't go on like this!
Then stop, Ryan!
-It can't be that hard.
-No. It can't.
But, you don't know what kind of mess I'm in.
If you're in trouble, Ryan, then...
-you might deserve it.
-Yeah, I might deserve it.
So then, why don't you go and tell Whitney then?
Cos I wouldn't blame you, honestly I wouldn't.
What are you looking at me like that for?
Because I can't believe what a mess I've made of my life.
Got to answer it, haven't you?
What? Phil, what do you want?
What happened to you? Come back here now.
Is that the trouble you're in? Phil Mitchell?
Are you going to tell Whitney?
I'll see you later.
Is this really a good idea, Michael? You know what Ty can be like.
Yeah, well, we'll find out, won't we?
Actually, go and get the old man. He should see this.
What are you up to?
It's called channelling aggression, Jack.
You should try it sometime.
Mr Lister, you seem like a reasonable man.
I'm sure we can come to some kind of arrangement.
-Are you trying to bribe me?
-Well, it worked before. I mean, come on. Give me a break.
I'm trying to sort the lad out.
Look, what about I give you another 20 and we forget all about it, yeah?
Dad. Dad, you gotta come now.
-So where is she now?
-I don't know.
-It's not going to work, is it?
I tried my best! I did what you wanted, all right?
Oh! Hello, Annie. Sorry, I didn't expect to hear back from you so soon.
I don't know what to say.
That is so nice of you. I really appreciate it.
OK. I'll speak to you then.
-We've only gone and passed!
So we don't have to do anything else, then?
We're OK to go ahead, subject to paperwork.
-And what does that mean?
-Forms and stuff, I suppose.
They'll want to see a tenancy agreement, Billy.
We don't have one because we're squatting.
-We'll sort that out, no problem.
-How are we going to do that?
You've always got to turn good news into bad, eh? Come on, Julie!
-This is going to be our proper family home!
Now all we need is a proper family.
I don't like the look of this.
He's got the strength and the aggression,
he just needs to focus on his technique.
I know what Tyler's like when he loses it. He ain't going to worry about no Queensbury rules.
No, Tyler, get your head up. Up!
-Use your speed. Come on.
-Come on, Ty.
Did you see that? What a punch, Tyler! Go on, son!
-That's what I'm talking about.
-I'm going to stop it there.
Someone's going to get hurt. We don't want that.
-Did you see that?
-Well done, son! Well done!
Who'd have thought?
-Yeah indeed. "Oh." You here by yourself, are you?
Phil's not here. He's taken Shirley out shopping.
Oh, has he? Oh, right, what, on the proceeds?
What are you talking about?
You're in on it together, aren't you?
-What are you talking about?
-Ryan, come on,
-if you're going to lie, at least make a better stab of it!
I thought you were a good bloke. You're a skank!
You know what, it ain't just about Phil, is it?
Cos I've got a daughter and I miss her!
Right, and selling smack is going to solve that how, huh?
What will your little sister say?
She's a slapper, all right. What am I supposed to do?
I'm sticking a mini-pizza in the microwave. Do you want one?
-Yeah, cheers, I'll have one.
-Right, go through there, I'll bring it in.
Oh! Still a case of love sickness, is it?
What would you know about it, Abi? You're just a kid.
Where are you going? You're taking Shirley shopping, aren't you?
-How'd you hear about that?
-Because I just spoke to Ryan.
Mr Wideboy and his squeeze. What are you going to get her?
-I don't think that's your business.
-It is if it's paid for with drugs money.
Like I said, I just spoke to Ryan.
Get busted - I don't care. But don't do it in my club.
-I ain't having this conversation.
-Does Shirley know what you're doing?
Is that a threat?
Well, here's one back. You threaten me and there'll be regrets.
Right, all that stuff about family...
That depends upon you behaving like family.
Are we clear?
Whitney? Are you there?
She's not in. I'm waiting for her an' all.
What, you've decided to tell her?
I didn't say that.
OK, Ryan, you're really starting to worry me now.
Don't be nice to me, all right? Please.
Don't be nice to me.
Someone's going to see, ain't they?
Well, we can always go somewhere else.
What, like mine?
Are you sure?
I thought you were waiting for Whitney.
Doesn't matter now.
What do you mean?
I mean, it doesn't matter now.
-The kid's got strength.
-What did he say? "It was like being hit by a train."
To Walford's next World Champion -
Eddie, message from Jean. She wants to see you upstairs.
-What's that about, then?
-Dunno. Have you got that deposit together yet?
Fingers crossed by Monday.
I hope so. No deposit, no house.
-You want money, there's your man. Right training, right management...
-I could do it, Dad.
I was so fired up. I'm telling you, this is what I was meant to do.
The sky's the limit, you could go all the way.
-She's upstairs you say?
Just imagine, your name in lights. Fighting in Vegas, baby.
It'd be bananas, man. Crazy.
Who'd've thought a shrimp like that could deck a guy like you?
Miracle. I'm just going for a Jimmy Riddle.
-It was the left hand, weren't it?
Jeanie. Mo said you wanted to see me.
-Ta-da! I've done all your washing and ironing.
-Oh, that's brilliant. Thank you. Thank you.
So is that it? Is that why you wanted to see me?
-I know your little secret!
Oh, it's all right, you don't need to look like that. I won't tell a soul.
-You read my letter?
You know damned well what letter. I left it there on the side.
-How dare you?! You have no right!
Don't you ever, ever mention this to a soul, do you understand me? Never.
I was only...
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Eddie's happiness at Anthony's arrival in Walford is shortlived when an act of vengeance against the Moons puts their business in jeopardy.
Meanwhile Zainab finds herself unexpectedly defending Masood from Afia's barbs and Roxy is furious when she rumbles Ryan's dodgy dealings.
Greg is frustrated when Cora moves in and Lola delights in causing tension between Billy and Julie.