Zainab vows to reunite her fractured family after the previous night's terrible events - but will Tam and Masood listen to her plea? Denise has a savage demand for Yusef.
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-Thought you might need something...
-..to revive you.
How are you feeling?
Like I'm in some kind of nightmare and I...
can't wake up.
-How many of these did I take?
You were very agitated.
It's OK, don't worry. He's with Masood.
Rainie? What are you doing here?
You know, Tan was right about you, Greg.
You ARE a bigger man than Max.
-No, he is. I mean, accepting my apology after everything that happened...
-I mean, a lesser man wouldn't have been so forgiving. And letting me stay.
-Yeah. She was really, really sorry.
I can't thank you enough.
So, see ya.
I knew you'd understand.
And you said - didn't he, D? -
him and her were, you know,
but we didn't believe him. No. Did we, D?
That squirmy little snake, thinking he's so charming,
-calling himself a doctor!
-He IS a doctor.
Let me tell you - if I get my hands on him, he'll be removing that stethoscope
-from a part of his anatomy that don't see daylight often. And don't let me get started on her.
What was I thinking?
Last night didn't prove a thing.
And I, for one, happen to believe Zainab wouldn't do that to her husband, to her best friend.
So until I hear it from the horse's mouth, I don't want to hear any more of this drivel.
-Where you going?
Where d'you think?
Not interrupting anything, am I?
Is that one of them questions where you don't think you'll get an answer? Tough, there is one - yes.
-Jay, go over the caff, will you?
It's a bit early, innit?
I'll give you a ring, yeah?
Fine, whatever. Maybe don't even bother.
-Maybe I'll just find someone else to tell about my terrible night -
breaking out in cold sweats and literally pulling half my hair out.
Come over here and I'll finish the job for you.
-Oh, shut up!
-Rainie, wait. Rainie!
We need to call everyone and tell them the wedding is off.
The wedding IS off, right?
-It's OK, I've taken care of it.
This morning. I got through to most people, left a few messages.
Used your address book - hope you don't mind.
How did you get in?
You did come round this morning, didn't you?
I slept over there, on the floor.
-Oh, no. Oh, no, no.
-I was worried about you.
-How could you?
-I wasn't going to leave you.
-What will people say?
-Zainab, nothing happened.
-I can't be seen with you. You need to go.
-You're not thinking straight.
-I am, Yusef.
For the first time, I am.
-We cannot be friends, all right? It's wrong.
I MEAN IT! Get out.
Tanya, grow up, will ya? I only want to talk to you.
You know, words. A sentence, maybe.
What is it? Don't you think you can trust yourself?
Call me, will ya, please?
-I've got nothing to say to you.
-It's not what you... It's not what you think.
Look, you can just tell me one thing, OK?
-Were you ever serious about me?
-I care about you.
-I don't want to hear it - the "second best" speech.
-I really don't want to hear it.
-What can I do? I want to make this better.
Really? Then leave.
Ah! I thought we said no work today.
-Or is it your sister?
Oh. No, its the tanning machine, actually - it's on the blink.
Yeah, well, today's about you and me, babe - no interruptions.
I'm sure Syed can take care of it himself. So, sit yourself down, get nice and comfy, relax.
I'm going to drop Oscar off to nursery.
On the way home, I'm going to pick up the finest breakfast ingredients Walford has to offer.
-How's that sound?
-That sounds perfect.
-What you doing?
-Seeing if they're OK.
-Can't you just...
-Can't you just wait till I'm gone?
-They're our friends.
-I know but it's embarrassing, ain't it? I mean, what do I say?
-You don't need to say anything - just give them a hug.
-Right, Tamwar's going to love that(!)
Nothing wrong with showing physical affection, if you're comfortable in your sexuality.
What's that supposed to mean?
You know we can hear you?
Come here, you.
Darren, what you doing?
DOORBELL RINGS I'm going to get the door.
Don't worry about a thing. I've cancelled the venue, the photographer, the cars.
The whole thing's off, so you can relax.
Afia, can I talk to you, please?
-We'll make ourselves scarce, won't we, Darren?
Just give us a minute, will you?
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-You do. I woke up and you weren't there.
-You know what it's like at that B&B - a bloomin' nut house.
-You're just being really...
-That's not a normal answer. That's a guilty person's answer.
-You're being silly.
-I'll see you later.
-Now, where you going, Billy? Where you going?
-Do you know what's up with him?
-I dunno. Maybe he looked in the mirror.
-I told you how it is.
-And I'm telling you that we need to set some ground rules.
-She can't pitch up whenever she feels like it.
-That's the thing about addiction -
-it don't run to a timetable.
-And where does that leave me?
-Sorry, didn't see you there - did you want a tea?
-You're all right, I was just leaving.
Give us a minute, will you, Rainie?
I know what she can be like but I can't back out now. It ain't going to be for ever, is it?
How long, Phil? Weeks, months, years?
To be honest...I don't know.
I'll make it up to you, I promise.
-It's not such a strange idea, Afia. I never intended to stay.
-Or had you forgotten I'm married?
-How could I forget a betrayal like that?
Don't turn this back on me. Why would Aunty Shameem say that?
-You know what she's like.
-She might be a gossip, but she wouldn't just invent something out of thin air.
-She heard us talking and got the wrong impression.
-What were you saying?
-It doesn't matter, Afia.
-Are you protecting her?
Zainab's been a bit confused lately.
But you know the last thing I wanted was to come between her and Masood.
So something HAS been going on?
Of course not.
I've made it very clear that the only reason I'm here is because of you.
You're all that matters to me.
So it's all her?
It's complicated, Afia, and casting around for someone to blame isn't going to help anyone.
So that's it? You're leaving?
Will you come with me?
You know I can't.
Salam alaikum, Bushra, it's me again.
You must have a fault on your line or something.
I'm just calling to clear up the confusion.
I'm sure Zulekha would have told you what happened yesterday.
It's just such a silly misunderstanding.
You'll laugh when I tell you.
So, call me back, yeah?
OK. Khuda hafiz.
-Yeah, all right, Greg, not too bad. See Tanya's got you well trained.
Well, we've both got the day off, you know, thought I'd treat her to a bit of brunch.
-So what you making?
-I cook a mean scrambled egg. I'm thinking toast, some muffins,
bit of orange juice - wash it all down.
-No, nothing, you know, sounds good.
No, go on.
-It's just, you know what Tanya really loves for breakfast, don't you?
-Fancy fruit. What's that one with the little red pips?
-No, er, pomegranate. That's it.
-Oh, she's mad for it.
Read about it in a magazine - good for the skin. That and a bit of yogurt, she's in heaven.
-Oh, well, next time, maybe...
-There's a shop on the high street -
-does all that exotic stuff, only about ten minutes away.
-Yeah. Just an idea...
-She'll be happy with scrambled eggs.
-No, if that's what she wants... Pomegranate?
-Oh, can't go wrong.
-Cheers, Max. I appreciate that.
I was just going out, actually.
-I've been worrying about you.
-You looked so upset yesterday.
-I was going to come straight over, but I thought you'd want some time.
Look, no matter what anyone else says, I don't believe a word of it.
-What's everyone saying?
-Who cares? You shouldn't worry about the gossips.
-I am not worried.
Just because some silly woman wants to make a fool of herself.
Mum, it's me, remember? I know how you feel.
-Don't you dare compare us.
-have done nothing to be ashamed of.
-What the hell are you doing here?
-Chill out. Greg ain't here - I've just seen him.
Why've you been avoiding me all week?
Tan, you can't just put your fingers in your ears and pretend it never happened. Cos it did happen.
-I can't think of anything else.
-I'll tell you what I've done with that particular memory -
-Filed it under "things I wish I'd never done".
-Oh, is that right?
-Yeah, it is.
-It's in good company - next to our marriage.
-What's Greg under? "Things that make me fall asleep"?
The opposite. It's hard to get any sleep when he's around.
-Cos you're up all night worried you made a mistake?
-YOU'RE the mistake.
-I don't want this. I never wanted this.
-Won't have much trouble explaining it, then, will ya?
That's all I want - just tell me why it happened and I'll go.
-I've come for Kamil.
-There you go.
There you go.
-You know the way out.
You got what you came for.
I want this to stop.
What, Zainab? What?
Yeah. Please leave now.
-I said, I'm sorry.
-Sorry for what?
Kicking me out my family house?
Accusing me of having an affair?
Or having one of your own?
I would never do that. Never.
I think you've convinced yourself that's true.
But I don't know if I can.
TANYA: 'This is madness.'
Greg could be back at any second.
Well, he won't.
How do you know? What've you done?
He's out. He's, er...
He's looking for pomegranates.
Pomegranates. Right. OK.
Yeah, I told him you loved them.
You see, this... This is exactly why you and me can never happen again.
Why's that? Cos of pomegranates?
Because you get off on all this, don't you?
You love it - sneaking around, lying, having an exclusive secret. Plays into your ego.
-Right, so you're trying to tell me you don't?
-No. No, I don't.
I'll tell you why, shall I? Stacey Slater.
When you pull a stunt like this, it makes me think - this is exactly how you both treated me.
I can imagine it now - pair of you laughing at my expense. "Gullible old Tanya.
-"She's at home cooking the dinner, ain't got a clue!"
-It was never like that.
-It was exactly like that.
Look, I ain't going to deny, you know, the danger - the thrill of getting caught -
yeah, it gives everything a certain heat.
Bet you and her did it while I was in the house.
-Probably in the next room.
What, you want to know?
Was in the car, mainly.
I dunno, wherever. You know, we'd just...drive places.
-What, at night?
-No. Not always.
So you wanted to get caught?
Yeah, I wanted to know we could.
Imagine Greg walking up the path now.
Five seconds away.
Key's in the door...
He's turning it. Two seconds, he'll be right here...
What, so when you and me were against the door, Vanessa and Greg at the bottom of the stairs,
we could hear their voices, you trying to tell me your heart didn't beat just a little bit faster?
-Where are you going?
-Well, you said no, didn't ya? So, you know, that's fine.
I thought you wanted to talk.
And I thought you wanted me to go.
I don't know how we got to be here.
I shouldn't have forced you out.
-Made you suffer the shame...
-I don't care about that.
Maybe if I'd tried harder,
-maybe if you'd stayed at home...
I just want us back, Mas.
I've missed you.
Last night made me realise just how much.
It's YOU I want.
And he won't be a problem any more.
-Cos I've shut him out.
He can't be a part of our lives.
-So he has been? You admit it?
-As a friend.
How can you even think that?
Look at me, Mas.
Look at me.
I'm your wife.
What if it's too late?
Just come back to the house, we'll behave like a family.
We'll carry on as normal
and, eventually, it will begin to feel normal.
What about Tam and Afia?
I haven't spoken to them.
So much for the big wedding.
Why don't I cook us a meal?
You come round around one o'clock.
I'll invite them, too.
Maybe. I don't know.
I'll, er, lay a place at the table for you.
-Hey. Sorry I've been ages.
But I promised, yeah? It'll be worth it.
-Yeah, I know.
-Sit down and relax, I'll go and get it sorted out, all right?
-Oh, it's nothing.
-No, go on.
It's just, I've got this splitting headache - it's just come on and we haven't got any pain killers.
-Don't s'pose you could just nip out and get some?
-Course I can.
-You ARE the sweetest man.
-You hold that thought.
How did you know this is my favourite spot?
Patrick, I'm really not in the mood to talk.
Why did you think I come here?
To get away from that sister of yours.
I tell you, that woman's got one volume setting.
-Yeah, ear splitting.
Go on, move over.
SHE SIGHS Patrick.
Here we go again, eh?
How did I let all this happen?
Come here, my little one, come here.
-'So, er, what's happening with this Rainie bird, then?'
I don't know what you're talking about.
You and Phil got one of them open relationships?
I'm just saying, it's a bit weird, innit?
Look, I'll tell you, Jay, but you have to keep your mouth shut, right?
-I mean it.
-All right, all right!
Phil - he's...
What do they call it? Her sponsor. They've been going to those meetings together.
-Phil? No way!
-It ain't funny, Jay.
-It kind of is. And you've let him get away with it.
-What am I supposed to do?
I dunno, maybe grow a pair?
What've you been buying?
-Just mind your own, will ya? Julie!
Bleach? You are SO up to no good.
-Billy Mitchell, I want to know what's going on right now.
-You're a nightmare, you are. Was meant to be a surprise.
Come with me.
-Has something tickled you?
-No, no, not really.
Are you ready for some of that pomegranate now?
Yes, that sounds lovely.
-Right, well...here we are.
Our new home.
-Our new home?
Officially it's a vacant property, but I've had my eye on it and it's been empty for ages, so...
Now, just ignore the smell, all right?
That's what the bleach is for, see?
And ignore that damp patch - that's old. We can just paint over that.
And I know the carpet's a bit sticky, but we can put a rug over that, or just leave our shoes on.
Look, Julie, I know it's not a palace
and it might be a bit spooky at the moment, but it's a start, innit?
If you really hate it, I mean, we don't have to stay...
We've got a home, Billy!
We've got a home.
KNOCK AT DOOR
What are you doing here?
Come inside, quickly.
I couldn't go without saying goodbye.
You're really leaving?
-If that's what you want.
-What if we just went back to being friends?
-That's all we ever were.
It won't be difficult, then.
No, you're doing the right thing.
I'll miss you, Zainab.
-KEY RATTLES >
Oh, my... Go to the back door, quickly.
Just in time.
There you are. Been looking all over.
So, what did Zainab say?
-What you doing?
-No skin, no hair, no blood.
-What, you gone soft?
-Violence isn't the answer.
-What, you scared of her?
Well, I ain't. Time I'm finished with that two-faced bint, she ain't going to have no hair left.
-Let's see if the good doctor likes her then.
-Stop it. I don't want revenge.
Then what DO you want?
-I don't understand why you always make allowances for her.
-Can we change the subject, please?
I don't care what you say, but she deserved it. All right? She does.
Why don't you get it?
-She's my mum, Christian. I'll always love her.
I've been giving it a lot of thought and I've come up with a compromise.
I don't mind you sponsoring Rainie - I don't even mind her turning up out of the blue -
but this is what you've got to agree to, Phil.
If she so much as steps out of line, or touches a drop to drink,
-you're not to see her again.
-OK - you agree?
-Seems fair enough.
You expecting someone?
-What's all this about?
-You wanted me?
-Here she is.
-Thanks for coming. I thought this'd be better in front of an audience.
Well, I said I'd make it up to you, didn't I? So...here it is.
-Here what is?
-You're sitting in it.
-I'm sitting in what?
-Look around you.
-Well, what do you see?
-What, so Shirley owns the caff?
Get in! Free fry ups, here we come...
Can't just buy someone a caff.
Well, Jane reckoned she owed me cos of the divorce solicitor.
I asked her what she had planned for this place and she said she was happy with some cash. So...
-I hope it's OK. I didn't have much time.
-Looks great, don't it, Dad?
Yes, it does.
-Shall I get that?
-No, just leave it.
-Tamwar, please sit down.
No. Go and answer the door, Tam.
-Oh, sorry, I didn't realise I was interrupting.
No, no, it's...
-What do you want?
-Want do I want?
That's interesting. I was asking myself that, too.
I want to know why you went behind my back.
I thought you were my friend.
-Denise, nothing happened.
-Oh, please, don't insult me with any more of your lies.
-I believe her.
-Well, nothing happened, did it, Zainab?
-So, sorry, why did he stay over last night?
-Don't be ridiculous. Of course he didn't.
-So when I came round here first thing this morning,
why did I see him sneaking out of here like a criminal?
Huh? Explain that to me.
OK, but he slept on the floor.
I swear, nothing happened. Please, Denise, you can't say anything. No-one must know.
-Masood, please sit down.
-Normal family, doing normal things?
-Yes, we can be, we will be. Masood, please.
-It's a sham.
A sham meal...
..a sham family,
to stop the community from judging you - that's all that matters, doesn't it?
Not having me back, not your children - just your reputation.
I'm sorry, I'm not interested.
United family? Love? Not sure you know what any of those words mean, Mum.
I didn't want to come here in the first place.
Hope he's worth it.
Please. Please don't leave.
They've all left me.
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Groggy Zainab wakes in the morning to discover Yusef, who tells her she took some pills to help her sleep. Horrified that he spent the night, Zainab throws him out, insisting he stay away. Denise’s worst fears are confirmed when she sees Yusef emerge from the Masoods’. Hurt, she tells him to leave Walford. Yusef wants Afia to leave Walford with him, claiming Shameem’s accusations were lies. Afia refuses. Zainab rejects Syed when he empathises with her, declaring she’s done nothing wrong. Zainab begs Masood for forgiveness. Pleading for a fresh start, she invites the family over for a meal. They’re interrupted by angry Denise, who reveals that Yusef spent the night. When Zainab can’t deny it, Masood declares their family’s nothing but a sham and walks out, followed by Tamwar and Afia. Devastated and alone, Zainab clings to Yusef for support; he assures her he’s there for her.
Christian tells Syed to leave Zainab alone; she deserves everything she gets. Syed’s frustrated that Christian can’t understand he’ll always love his mother.
Desperate to get Tanya alone, Max sends Greg in search of pomegranates, claiming she loves them. Tanya insists what happened was a mistake, accusing Max of enjoying the thrill of sneaking around. Tanya declares that nothing can happen between them but later, when Greg arrives home, she immediately sends him out on a fabricated errand. Max emerges from hiding and kisses her.
Julie’s suspicious that Billy’s acting secretively. He reveals he’s found them a flat. It’s a squat, dingy and abandoned, but Julie’s delighted to have their own home.
Shirley agrees to Phil sponsoring Rainie on one condition; he won’t see her again if she falls off the wagon. Phil reveals that he’s bought the café for Shirley.