08/07/2011 EastEnders

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'What a day it is. Keep those calls coming in,

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-KAT: You done that bottle yet, Alfie?

-Won't be a minute!

-Keep it down! My head's banging.

You shouldn't have stayed out all night, should you?

-Leave him alone. Boy his age SHOULD be sowing his oats.

-He needs it now!

-Yes, I'm coming up, OK?

-Surprised she ain't got you breast feeding!

Really? How's your head now, eh?

-What's taking so long?

-You want it done right, don't you?

-Bet you feel better today than you have for a while.

-I'm just glad it's all over.

-You seen Clarence?

-Erm, I think he's in the bedroom.

-Grab that an' all.

-All right.

-Sometimes I wonder who's the bird in your relationship.

-Know what you need, you and Kat?

-What?

-A proper family day out.

-Nah, it's very nice of you, mate.

-I insist! Me and Tyler'll run the pub. I won't take no for an answer.

SHE GROANS

Can I have a coffee, please Billy?

Decided to get up then, did you?

Some of us been grafting for hours.

Look, you're not the only one that works for a living, you know.

-Serving up a few chips isn't really going down a mine, is it?

-And using a duster is(?)

-Will you two just give it a rest, eh?

-Sorry, Bill.

Oh, no. That's the last of the milk. What a shame.

How convenient.

Yeah. Want some, buy some.

-You know that I'm skint. Billy, will you just tell her?

-I'm not getting involved.

Is that what I think it is?

So?

Don't leave me hanging here, Merce. I mean, is it deal or no deal?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

Yeah! You see!

You see! I told you! Ha-ha, yes!

So what exactly did Lauren say to you?

It weren't nice, put it that way.

'Why don't you come to the car lot at lunchtime?'

I don't know, Max.

Babe, no funny business - just talk.

-DOOR OPENS

-Yeah, fine.

-LAUREN:

-Mum?

-Hello, love.

You OK?

Yes, I'm fine.

-You going to be checking my every move now?

-Should I?

It's not going to happen again.

Here, take it.

Take it. I won't be needing it.

Jack?

So they let you out, then?

Yeah, last night.

How you bearing up?

Well, I've been better.

We got to stay strong, for Ronnie. Just get on with it. Yeah?

What's that?

Michael's stuff.

I had the locks changed first thing

so if he comes to the gym, you can just give it to him, OK?

Yeah, well I doubt he will. Unless he's got a death wish.

Fine. Bin it.

Time we both forgot about him, yeah?

'Hello, it's Michael. Leave a message.'

Fancy going out tonight? We could use the kitty.

-No, no. We can't.

-Oh, come on.

It's only for housekeeping.

And I can just nick some supplies from the Vic, keep us going.

Thing is, er...

-I've already spent that money.

-30 quid?

-Yeah.

-On what?

-You've given it to HER, haven't you?

-Eh?...

No! No, no, I didn't, no.

Then what?

Forget it. I ain't working at the Arches any more, am I?

And I'm skint after forking out for Gran's funeral.

You've always got a bit put aside.

I just need enough to stay at the B&B for a couple of nights. Please?! I hate it there.

-Tough!

-At least let me have some breakfast, then. There's nothing at Billy's.

-No, Pat'll be here in a minute!

-Isn't it about time you grew a pair?

Look, I don't want you round here either, after all the stunts you've pulled.

Here, take this. Take that.

Make it the tenner and I'll go.

What've you done?

HENRY: 'Hello?'

-At last! It's Billy.

-'Billy?'

William Mitchell.

You find anything out?

'Yeah, but I-I need to see you.'

-Why can't you just tell me over the phone?

-'We need to meet face to face.'

Yeah, all right. Fine.

-Excuse me, service?

-Yes.

I'll have a full English please. A large coffee.

And I think I'll take a doughnut, too.

Scrap that. She can't afford it.

Excuse me! That's my money!

No it ain't. It's Ricky's.

And you have frittered away enough of it already.

I'll be back.

Watch it!

Don't walk away from me!

-Watch me.

-I want that money back.

Or what? You'll call the Old Bill? Or ask one of your many friends for help?

Ricky gave me that money, and I want it back! You're an interfering old cow!

What are you still doing in Walford anyway? I don't want you here. Ricky don't want you here.

And Whitney and Ryan can't stand you.

You've bumped off the only other relative you had living round here.

So why don't you do what other parasites do

when they've consumed everything around them? Move on!

OK. OK. I'll go.

After I see you wheeled into the smelliest, grottiest care home in east London.

Because that is where you're going to end up, Pat. At least my gran had a blood relative to look after her.

I don't see David or Simon. They don't do that for you, do they?

Oh, and where's Bianca?

-In prison!

-Bye, Janine.

We've got to celebrate!

Merce reckons she don't want no fuss, you know.

And you believe her? She's a girl - girls never say what they really mean.

-You think?

-Yes. Get her to the Vic at lunch and leave the rest to me.

-All right, babe, see you later.

-See you later.

All right, Lauren?

Babe, this is stupid. You can't just blank me for ever.

I meant what I said. Stay away from me and stay away from Mum.

Or you'll be sorry.

Oi, Max.

You spoke to Jack?

No.

Can't keep just checking him every two minutes, can I?

Well, maybe you should.

Do you not remember what happened to him last time Ronnie got banged up?

-He completely went off on one.

-Roxy, he don't like being fussed over.

OK, fine. Just going to leave him, are you?

-All right, I'll see what I can do.

-Thank you.

How YOU bearing up?

Me? I'm... I'm fine.

Mrs Malloy? Mrs Malloy?

You looking for someone?

A Mrs Janine Malloy.

-She's not a Mrs these days. She don't live there any more either.

-Know where I can find her?

She owe you money? Oh, yeah, course she does, she owes everyone money.

I do, as it happens.

DOOR BANGS

We're closed!

First Roxy, now you.

What's next, the Samaritans?

Where's your gloves? You'll break your hand like that.

Thank you, Florence Nightingale.

I'll live.

Was there anything else?

Just thought I could pop round later.

You know, with a bottle.

I don't need your sympathy, Max,

and I don't need a drink.

The offer's there.

PHONE RINGS

RINGING STOPS

Excuse me.

That is not very hygienic, is it? You need new gloves.

-Are you kidding me?

-Get on the till. I need to go out for supplies.

I can't...

-Not like this!

-Who d'you think you're going to impress in here?

Any money goes missing from the till, I WILL know about it and won't think twice about prosecuting.

And Janine, please, Turn that frown upside down.

You would not believe the day I've had!

Yeah. Listen, Janine.

-About Julie...

-There's no need to apologise.

No, I mean, can you stop winding her up?

-Me?!

-You all right?

-Do I look all right?

-'Scuse me?

-Yeah?

-I believe Janine Malloy works here.

-Yeah.

Er, no, I mean... Oh, no.

What I meant is, she did work here, but she don't any more.

-Right.

-Anything I can help with?

No, it's her we want. Does she still live in the area?

That I wouldn't know. Sorry, mate.

All right. Thanks.

-Who was that?

-Oh, well, take your pick.

Had final demands from practically everybody since I got kicked out.

Last thing I need is someone reporting us for squatting.

-Billy! You wouldn't turn your back on me now, would you?

-No.

No. Course not.

Jack.

Hang on, hang on a minute. I'm willing to talk.

-I am willing to talk if you are willing to listen.

-I am.

Get in there.

Cheers.

-So, what couldn't you tell me on the phone, then?

-All in good time, Billy. All in good time.

Get my pie and chips, have a sit down - the legs ain't what they used to be.

Did you manage to find them old files or not?

No. Not yet. I'm not exactly sure where all the old paperwork is.

Might take a while to sort out. Oh, that looks lovely.

You got any brown sauce?

So...is, er, Ryan working today?

No. He's got a day off. Why?

No reason.

You haven't got any old paperwork, have you?

You never did.

All this - it's a day out for you, ain't it?

And a free lunch, courtesy of Muggins here.

-Pearce! That was the name of the family who adopted him.

-Break it up!

-You're a liar!

-He's with me. That one, I don't know.

-Right, you're out.

What was all that about?

-Don't laugh at me.

-I'm not laughing.

-Let me help you.

-Get off me, all right?

You want to walk around like that, do you?

I'll get you a cloth, all right?

Shut up!

-You're late.

-Yeah. Sorry, sorry.

Darren'll be back soon.

I had a customer. And I was so paranoid about Lauren spotting me.

-I haven't seen her that upset for a while.

-What's done is done.

We can't change it.

No, but...

we can take it as a wake-up call, can't we?

Stop before anyone else gets hurt.

Ronnie was dangerous. That's what you say?

Yeah. You can go on believing she was innocent in this if you like.

But you're deluding yourself. She wasn't getting better, was she Jack?

Was she? No, she was getting worse.

I knew if she walked free, she would just take Tommy again. So in fact, I've done you a favour.

So you set her up,

you lied to me, you lied to Roxy,

just to make sure everyone knew about it?

Pretty much.

We either get this done now,

-or you...

-MICHAEL GROANS

..will be looking over your shoulder all your life. I ain't going to forget this, am I?

No! No, you're not. And that's fine. That's all right, then, that's all right.

If it gives me a clean slate. We're quits now.

I ain't even started yet.

You know, Jack, that Ronnie wanted to be inside because she wanted to be, not cos of me.

-This is assault now. This is assault.

-No, this is a boxing gym. This is sparring, do you understand me?

I want you out of this business.

Nah, nah, nah. I ain't going nowhere.

You and me - we're partners.

Are we? Partners?

You don't know understand the meaning of the word "partner".

Because me...

Me and Ronnie, we were partners!

Please, please. Please!

-Oh, I ain't even started yet, Michael...

-EDDIE:

-Enough!

You've made your point, Jack.

Now leave the boy alone.

This is your chance, right? You get out.

It ain't over, Michael.

-Thank you.

-I thought you were on my side.

What Michael did to Ronnie was wrong, no question.

But hurting him and destroying everything you've built up together...

It won't bring Ronnie back.

I mean, it's not like I haven't enjoyed it.

Course I have.

It's just, I don't see how we can carry on - not now.

I think you're right.

Really?

It's bad enough I messed things up with you.

Don't want to screw things up with the kids. Not again.

-It was fun while it lasted.

-Yeah.

What are you doing?

-Did you get me this wet on purpose?

-Can't blame a bloke for trying.

I know it's cos you care!

Get lost, mate.

Call him. Make him tell you more.

You seen what he was like. He don't know nothing. Probably made that name up.

I could get Richie to make some enquiries, bung a few quid in the right direction?

Nah, Julie was right to leave it.

He'll be in his 30s now, won't he? Busy with his own life.

Even if I did find him, hardly going to be a happy reunion, is it?

Don't know what I was thinking.

-Welcome to your official celebratory drinking sesh.

-It's brilliant news!

-What's this?

-Mercy just found out she's staying in the country.

-Nice one.

More fit babes in Walford, the better.

So, Mercy, I've got an apple, you've got a "pear" -

how about a trip upstairs?

FAT BOY CLEARS THROAT

I, er... Little girls room, somebody?

Listen, brother, respect for the whole patter and that, yeah?

-But that lady - I kinda already put a ring on...

-Sorry, didn't realise.

It's cool, it's all right.

-Didn't catch your name, darlin'.

-It's Lauren.

-Oh, Lauren.

-Er, so...

-So, Lauren, I've got this apple...

Next time, we'll bring some bread for the fishes, yeah?

Yes, we will. Yes, yes! Here comes Mummy.

Thanks, darling.

You're quiet.

Well, can't go rabbiting on every second of the day, can I?

Never been a problem for you before.

Cheeky mare.

You're right, I am. And you've got a gob on you. So why the silent treatment?

Kat, listen. I don't want to make a big thing of it, all right?

But yesterday when I didn't want Michael to take Tommy out

and I gave you my opinion, you just ignored it.

That's not fair - I wasn't thinking straight.

I didn't know what he was going to do, did I?

-No, I know you didn't. I know.

-What?

You shouting louder, getting your own way -

when it was just the two of us,

I was fine with it. But now we're a family...

What's it going to be like when he grows up,

and your voice in the house is the only one that matters?

You're terrible!

Mate, what can I do?

HE WHISTLES

-He is so full of himself.

-He's definitely got something.

-Yeah, and I wouldn't want to catch it.

-Why don't I ask him out for you? I can tell you like him really.

No. Don't even think about it!

There's a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you do like him, but think you don't.

-No, I'm into someone else, all right?

-Really? Who?

Er...I'm going to go see if Fat Boy needs a hand, OK?

Come to get a better look, eh? Very wise.

That way you won't need to blink in the morning.

You are a legend! He's a legend!

You weren't so happy when he was hitting on Mercy.

Yeah, but he didn't know that she was my missus. Now that he does, we're cool.

Yeah, but she's not really your missus, though, is she?

Now she's got her visa, you'll be able to stop pretending.

Hmmm. Not bad. I've seen much worse.

-I'll give you seven out of ten.

-I'm so relieved(!)

Now, can I please have some lunch?

Yeah.

Here you go.

Have you got no compassion?

I haven't eaten properly for days,

-I've got no home, and I'm still grieving.

-What, for your nan?

Pull the other one.

-Alfie! Usual mate?

-Yes, please, mate.

-Two chips, one saveloy, haddock. As it's you, I'll even throw in some pickled eggs.

-You the man.

Janine, do us a favour - bring us out a jar of pickled eggs, will you?

-How's little 'un?

-Yeah, he's all right mate.

-Ian!

-Whoa!

SHE CHUCKLES

Oh, Janine... I think you've got a bit too much body oil on there!

Thanks.

Vanessa not in?

Er, no.

-Shopping.

-Surprise!

Right. I, er... I better...

Well. You're here now.

Darren's out. He's, er...

..minding the car lot.

Yeah, Syed's in the salon.

Suppose we could have a quick coffee.

-Haven't laughed that much in ages.

-I thought Janine was going to give Ian a right battering!

That is a great joke! I got loads of them.

State of you! Did that debt collector find you?

He was looking in the wrong place so I pointed him in the right direction.

You know what? I can do better than this.

I could always do better than this!

-Two to one you'll be in the gutter by teatime!

-Janine?

Excuse me, I'm told Mrs Malloy lives here now.

-She does - that's her right there.

-What'd you say that for?!

-Don't you dare go after her!

-Billy.

-Not now, Phil.

-Can I have a word?

-What?

-Dan Pearce.

Yeah?

That's the name of your son.

And I've got an address for him as well, if you want it.

RADIO: '# Baby, I was born this way. #'

RADIO PLAYS: "One Day Like This" by Elbow

'# Drinking in the morning sun

'# Blinking in the morning sun

'# Shaking off the heavy one

'# Yeah, heavy like a loaded gun

'# What made me behave that way?

'# Using words I never say

'# I can only think it must be love... #'

Hey!

I knew you'd have a good time. How was the little fella?

KAT: Good as gold.

Tommy didn't play up much, either. SHE CHUCKLES

Just me who's going to do any work today, then?

Oh, shut up!

Bring the pram in. Tommy, Tommy!

Alfie, listen.

What you said about not being a big influence on Tommy's life...

I want you to be.

When I start mouthing off like... Well, like me,

I want you to put me straight, all right?

As far as I'm concerned, Michael isn't Tommy's dad. You are.

Alfie, you always have been.

-I love you.

-I love you, too.

Come on.

Watch it!

Janine...if you think you're coming back to work in the chippy

after a stunt like that, forget it. You're fired.

-Can we just talk about this later?

-No, I want to talk about it now.

You've given me the run-around all day, Mrs Malloy!

SHE SIGHS You know what? OK!

If you want to fire me, fire me.

And you can give me all the final demands and court summons in the world,

because I have got nothing left for you to take.

Do you want the shoes off my feet?

Cos I will quite happily give you the shoes off of my feet!

I don't know where you got the idea I'm some kind of debt collector. That ain't what I'm here for.

I'm Jon Hadley. I'm a junior clerk at Winch & Bailey solicitors.

We're overseeing the estate of the late Lydia Simmonds.

-She was your grandmother, wasn't she?

-Yeah.

Well, Mrs Malloy, you have been named as a beneficiary of that estate.

That can't be right. I wasn't even in her will.

She changed it.

Quite recently, as it happens.

So she left me something?

Oh, my... Is it money?

Amongst other things.

You're the sole beneficiary, Mrs Malloy.

I get everything?

But she... She had millions.

It's quite a substantial sum. Yeah.

SHE GIGGLES Did you hear that?

Did YOU hear that, you pathetic excuse for a human being?

Ha-ha! Who's laughing now, eh?

Who needs who now?

Ha-ha! I'm going to be rich!

Yes! Oh, my...

I'm not even going to be rich - I am going to be a millionaire!

SHE SQUEALS AND LAUGHS

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