01/07/2011 EastEnders

That was almost fun.

Yeah, well it's not me who's not concentrating, Michael.

I can't perform if...

No, I can't perform if there are people milling about...

Oh, please, come on! Ronnie's heard it all before. She's heard worse.

You are so cheap sometimes.

-Excuse me?

-You should have a bit of class about you, girl.

-What, and you think you're gentry, do you?

-No, I'm just...

All I'm saying is sometimes I'm surprised you're sisters.

Well, maybe I'll call her in here, shall I?

Look, I was just saying goodbye.

It's not like I've been going round there seeing Tommy.

KISSING

-You OK?

-Yeah.

How's your knuckles?

Yeah, feel as though I've got about seven in there at the moment.

-Well, at least we know where we stand.

-Yeah.

We're at war now.

I'm going to change my victim statement.

I'm not holding anything back.

Yeah right. Give it both barrels, get her locked up for good.

Yeah, we have to make that happen.

I can't think of her any other way. I really can't.

'Look, I was just saying goodbye.

'It's not like I've been going round there seeing Tommy...'

Do you believe him?

I don't know.

It's you I feel for.

-Must be difficult to know who to trust.

-Wait.

-Yeah?

-If you see him will you tell him I'll call him later?

-Yeah.

-It's just I don't feel like talking to him right now.

-No, no. Can't blame you.

FRENCH ACCENT: Janine, my darling. We had such a fantastic night together!

Urgh!

Will you marry me?

Mwuh!

-That's so not even funny!

-Who said you could sleep in here? It's against health and safety.

So is sticking a fish in my face.

You need to find somewhere else to kip.

-Uncle Jack, what's that about?

-Long story.

Are you all right? Do you need anything?

I'm fine. I've had worse.

-You sure?

-Yeah, but thanks.

Jack.

-What you looking at?

-Nice tattoo.

-Listen, um...that's on the house.

-Oh, no, no Carol, I couldn't accept.

-Go on.

-Oi! What you playing at?

-What?

-He's one of them.

I expect better from you.

You got that?

I wasn't that hungry anyway.

You see her slobbering all over him?

Least they're the same age.

Same age? She's like 70,

and he's at least 100.

Yeah, well at least... What happened to your boyfriend?

OK, where's YOUR boyfriend?

Or are you just going to punch every boy that you meet?

Yeah, probably. And then it'll save some for you, won't it? If you can find one.

-What, you don't think I can?

-No, you don't need one anyway.

Yeah, I so don't want to end up like that.

Look, it's not that much of a rise I want out of you.

-It's an extra 20%, Mo.

-And we're in a recession.

Yeah, right, so the rent should be cheaper if anything.

Look here lover, you be good to me and I'll be good to you.

-They're all it. All the oldies.

-I could teach you a thing or two.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Sorry, Mo, but he's taken.

-Am I?

-You are now.

Hmm.

Tea to go please, Carol.

You can pretend to like me till she's gone.

-All right... Um... A vase?

-No.

-A teapot?

-No, we've got one of them.

Oh, come on, just show us, will ya?

OK, sit down, sit down.

There you go.

What d'you think?

-I love it.

-Honestly?

-Yeah, yeah.

I've always wanted one of these.

-Where we going to put it?

-It's your place, you decide.

No, no, it's our place. If anyone asks, we're paying rent, right?

-It's our place, do you mean that?

-Yeah, course I do.

We've got our own little lava lamp to prove it now, haven't we?

It's our home sweet home.

Yep.

Who knew he had it in him?

Why have a go like that?

Listen, I need you to write me a letter.

-A statement.

-A letter?

-You can turn me down,

I'd understand, considering, but I need statements saying how wonderful Ronnie is.

-Ah.

-You know what? Forget about it.

Does it have to be in joined up writing?

-You'll do it?

-Yeah, course I'll do it.

-Oh, brilliant.

It's just the QC wants me to get as many as I can

for the judge to read before sentencing.

Who else you got in mind?

Just family mainly. Going to set up a meet, you know?

Spell out what to write.

The moment Ronnie reads them, I'm off the hook with Tommy.

You're bleeding.

Great(!)

-I'm going past your place, I'll get you a shirt if you like.

-Yeah?

-You just get that meeting sorted.

-Cheers. Oh, and listen.

If you see Ronnie, you tell her I'm fighting tooth and nail for her.

Yeah.

You can't blame him, can you? If you were Jack wouldn't you go and see Tommy? One last time?

I'm just saying he could've told me.

Yeah, all right, so since when does any man tell anyone anything?

That's huge, Rox.

What if he's lying about something else?

What if this QC is a way of him getting everyone's hopes up?

I mean, he might know I'm going down?

He wouldn't. I mean, how could he?

Think about it, look at the odds?

Don't say stuff like that, yeah.

-Look. Michael has said he'll look you.

-Ronnie...

-Listen to me.

-No!

-And you have got to look out for Jack.

Stop it. Stop it.

We have got to have this talk, you know we do.

Ronnie, if you go down,

I'm pretty much going down with you, OK?

You have got to be tough and you've got to be strong.

-And you'll find a way, I know you will.

-My whole life...

My whole life you've been there for me.

And I will be again.

-You think you're going down, don't you?

-No. But I don't think we can be stupid about this.

There is a chance of it.

-You've got to look at what I did.

-Yeah, and why you did it,

and all the horrible things that happened to you.

They're gonna see that, they are, aren't they?

They might, and they might not.

No, but you've been punished.

You have. I mean, your whole life has been a punishment.

Roxy, listen to me.

Listen to me.

I can only do this if I know you're going to be all right.

I'm not. I'm really not and that's what I'm trying to tell you, Ron.

But you've got to be! You've got to be for Jack,

you've got to be for Amy.

-But I need my big sister.

-And I need my little sister.

Listen to me. I am just as scared.

I'm just as scared as you are. Come here.

A lot of me died with Tommy.

Or who I thought was Tommy.

I'd lived my life to that point.

Some might say that I was... too quick to have a good time.

But you are what you are and I was what I was.

And then she went and...

I was ready to ease off the throttle

and put all that mad energy into raising my little boy.

I couldn't wait to be a mum.

I couldn't.

And when he died, I just wanted to be with him.

I couldn't stand the thought of him all alone in that little grave.

I just wanted to be buried beside him.

Every day I got up and I'd think, today is the day that I do it.

And you look around, and you can see people are trying to help but it doesn't make any difference.

Cos I knew I'd already stopped breathing.

That's the God's honest truth.

You get all that down, Mo?

Yeah. I got it.

We're gonna nail her, Kat. I promise.

-Nothing I can't handle.

-All the same...

Carol. We're cool.

-What does cool mean, exactly?

-Below room temperature, above freezing.

-So we're cold.

Kind of.

You working for Beale now? How's that panning out?

Oh, it's a thing of beauty.

-What?

-You know what.

Kim, you got any rooms at the B&B?

-Oh, I got rooms, sweet cheeks. How many d'you want?

-Well, put me down for one.

-Plenty of room to go round.

-Right then, forget I asked.

-But we just made a deal.

-Yeah, well, not with her there.

-He did ask first.

-I'll pay cash, upfront.

-Billy, lend me some money, will you?

-I ain't got any money.

-Right, so it's me or her.

Thing is, it all comes down to who I want to catch coming out the shower.

-Thanks.

-Take a photo, it'll last longer.

I was looking at your pendant.

-It's a locket.

-Is it for sale?

-Not remotely. It's my grandma's.

-Well, everything has a price.

-Not this.

-Seriously, what would you take for it?

-Might help with the housing problem.

-Where were we?

You'd sleep on the streets for the sake of a piece of metal?

Who's sleeping on the streets?

Just forget it.

-You never said.

-Well, we're not meant to be talking right now.

-So what's happened to the flat?

I had to use the rent money to pay for Grandma's funeral.

-You'd make yourself homeless for that?

-Some of us actually care about our families.

I never meant to hurt anyone.

I know that. I do. Come here.

They don't know that out there, though, do they?

They weren't there, were they?

They weren't you at that exact moment and they have no idea.

How do I look?

Beautiful.

I need a favour.

Being polite now, are we?

-You've got blood on your shirt.

-Yeah, I know.

Look, can you get all the Brannings together, bring them here?

-We having a party?

-If you see 'em, can you grab 'em?

-I can't, I'm working.

-So stop working.

-What, I'll just get dragged away all the time.

All right, we'll do it at mine, all right? But you make sure you're there.

That's my little work pony. Are you going to be OK holding the fort?

-I've got to take Bobby round to Jane's new flat.

-It'll cost you.

-I think you're forgetting the 300 I've already given you in advance.

-Yeah, but I need extra cash.

Don't push it, Janine.

-Oh!

-50 quid for the locket.

-Not you again.

Come on, we both know you want the cash.

Look, it's the only thing I've got left of her.

Memories are more valuable.

No, I can't.

Granny'll be looking down at you now

and she'd be saying take the money.

-Doubtful.

-All right, enjoy your park bench.

Don't get attacked or anything.

I will get this back, I swear.

Wait...

Oh, Greg, you ain't seen Max?

-I've been trying to get hold of him, he's not picking up.

-No. It important?

-Yeah. It's monumental.

We can't... Not here.

Who says?

DOOR UNLOCKS

How many shirts you got?

How about that one?

-You kidding me?

-What?

That was a Christmas present from Max, weren't it? A big joke.

Oi, Max!

-Tell me you locked that door.

-Max?

Max?

Yeah?

-You ARE in.

-Yeah. All right, Greg?

-Yeah.

Was just was doing some paperwork and, you know, phones are off. You know what it's like.

-Jack was looking for you. Monumental was the word he used.

-Right...

-Anything else?

-Just that.

Right, I'll, uh... I'll call him.

-He looked pretty worried.

-Yeah, well, you know what Jack's like.

-What?

-You're wearing lipstick.

-Oh, behave yourself.

-It looks like it.

It's my natural complexion.

Yeah, anyway, you best give him a call.

We have got to stop, we'll get caught!

Just have to find somewhere more private.

DOOR OPENS

Lipstick, eh?

You, er...

..give Vanessa my regards.

It's not funny. It's not funny.

See this? It's a limited edition.

-Got a slight flaw on it. Collectors love that.

-Never!

-I could go over there and tell that young lady...

-That ain't no young lady, trust me.

Eh, eh, eh, that's my wages.

I'll treat you next time.

-Thought you were supposed to be down and out and homeless?

-Shush!

-All right mate?

-Yeah.

What's up?

-I had to sell HIM Granny's locket.

-You what?

Yeah, well, the funeral has wiped me out, Ricky.

-They were going to stick her in another coffin with somebody else.

-No!

-Yes.

-That's sick, innit?

No, that's what they do. They squeeze them in.

Can you imagine spending an eternity like a sardine?

-I can't believe that.

-It's economics, Ricky. At least I got to keep the photos.

Look, you just tell me how much the funeral cost. I want that locket back.

Well, that's all very nice, Ricky, but I think it's like Granny.

Long gone.

This is probably the last of my Dubai money. You just watch me.

Right. I'll cut to the chase. How much?

Step into my office.

Service, please.

-You've got a young lady here going parched.

-All right, all right. Usual?

-Yes, please, Mo.

-How many nights will that get me?

A big fat zero.

Really? How much are you charging?

Oh, it ain't that. I got a booking from a few blokes down on a building job.

Mate, were are filled to the brim, brim, brim.

Come on, you've got to be able to squeeze me in.

You've got no idea where I woke up this morning.

Well, you could double up with Ryan.

I can't sleep in a chippy again.

No.

Can I, Billy?

No.

No...

Er, Dot can't make it. She's gone to see Granddad.

All right, I'll go round there later.

Lauren, get that for me, will you?

It's like being at school. It's like a test, innit?

Yeah, just like a test.

-All right?

-Where's Max?

-I don't know.

We're here. Isn't that good enough?

You will forgive Jack, won't you?

Cos, you know, without him, you wouldn't have a hope right now.

What about Michael? You like him, don't you?

Yeah.

No. Not right now.

We had words this morning, but I'm putting it down to stress.

-Why?

-I just want to know that he...

..he'll be good for you.

And I think he will.

I mean, he always seems to be there for us, doesn't he?

-Well, he likes you.

-He's one of the only few that does.

-You're not going anywhere.

-I'm really glad you've got him.

Respect. Understand? All them sort of things.

Just write down all the good things you can think of.

-So she could get off, then?

-I don't know. Maybe.

There's a chance.

What?

So she could be walking free around here? Going in the Vic?

-We wouldn't do that.

-The thing I don't get is that she gave Tommy back.

-So?

-Yeah, so, well, you could say that

she dealt with hard bit. You know, the bit where they cry all the time and that.

She might have done Kat a favour. You could say that.

Look, I've got to get these in by the close of play.

Right, so I basically just write what a great aunt she's been and stuff?

-Yeah, that's perfect.

-No.

-What?

-No, I can't write stuff I don't believe.

You don't have to believe it. It's just words.

-You're telling me she can get off.

-She won't if you don't start writing.

You can't do what she did and not expect to have comeback.

Carol, she's my wife, all right? The love of my life.

-Yeah, well, she's not mine.

-Just do it, please.

-I can't.

-I'm a mum as well.

-But she's family.

-I don't care, Lauren.

-But you have to. If you don't, what's the point of anything?

-You'll end up like me.

Ronnie's one of us. People ain't looking at her, right? Hers ain't a life anyone would have wanted.

Yeah, I'm sorry, right,

but the only person that matters here is baby Tommy. And he's happy, so leave it.

No, there's a reason why Alfie gave you a kicking

and a reason I don't really blame him.

Stand up for her? Are you serious?

She's not family, she's a freak.

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

You're going to stand up in court and read out every word of this.

Regardless of protocol, this needs to be heard, Kat.

And if there's any justice, she's going to go down for a very, very long time.

What about him?

You tell me. What about him?

Nice eyes.

And exceptionally good taste in women.

And ready to prove it.

Oi, my phone!

What you doing?

Not round here, all right? Now do one.

Lauren, keep an eye on your stuff, all right?

Yeah. Absolutely. Thank you.

-OK, did you see that?

-See what?

The way he looked at me.

Oh, behave.

That's the second time.

You need your eyes tested.

'Well, thanks for turning up.'

I only just got your message. So what's so monumental?

I need you to write me a statement, about much you love and respect Ronnie.

-No worries. How many words?

-Enough to convince a court.

Right, I'm on it.

-Where you off to?

-To get a statement off Dot and then take them round to show Ronnie.

Is she still talking to you?

-I heard about your little rendezvous.

-Yeah, well, got bigger things to think about.

Come here.

What did she say to him in Rocky?

-Win.

-Yeah. So go and do it, will ya.

Your flies are undone.

-See? That's how much of a hurry I was in to come and help my baby brother.

-Unbelievable.

-Nice lamp.

-Thank you.

-Mm. Very retro.

-Yeah, I've wanted one for ages.

You'll have to kip in the box room.

Box room. OK. Have you got a shower?

-Bath.

-Oh, great.

-But we ain't got any hot water at the minute.

-Yeah, but we got a kettle.

-You just have to make a few trips but it's worth it in the end.

-Thanks.

-One big happy family, eh?

-Yeah, more the merrier.

-At least you travel light.

-Well, didn't have much choice.

The bin man threw out all of my clothes.

-Tea?

-No.

Mmm.

Look, Janine,

I know it might seem all doom and gloom at the moment,

but things'll get better, I promise.

Thanks, Billy. I mean it.

Home sweet home. Hey - again!

DOOR UNLOCKS

Didn't think you'd be here.

Well, you said to be.

S'pose you're going to have a go, but, you know, before you do

I just think you should know, I've got your testimonies. And they're great. Really heartfelt. Honest.

I was going to get one from Phil, only I didn't, cos of his crime sheet.

And Aunt Sal, she's sending hers as we speak, possibly by pigeon.

SHE LAUGHS

You should read them...

..cos people DO care. They do love you, Ron.

That's worth something, isn't it?

Come here.

So we keep fighting, yeah?

All the way.

-'Bout time.

-Well, I like to keep you waiting, don't I?

-Here we go, then.

-Yep.

Let go.

What did you get me?

SHE CHUCKLES

What? What you laughing for?

It's what Ronnie wears.

-Nah, is it?

-It is, yes. It's all right, it's all right,

just take it back to the shop and they'll change it for you.

-Sorry.

-It's OK.

-Just try it, though.

-Michael, Michael...

-I went to all that trouble.

-Michael, Michael...

I went to all that trouble...

Listen to me. You can make it up to me another way, OK.

-OK.

-OK.

-Come on, it's only perfume.

-Michael!

-Just put it on for me, will you?

-No. Get off!

-Just try it. For me.

-WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

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