An isolated Roxy resorts to drastic measures when Phil continues to muscle her out of R&R. Meanwhile, Zainab is determined to celebrate Ramadan with the whole family.
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-Jeanie! I'm sorry about the other day...
-No time for chatting.
Someone's in the bad books?
A little misunderstanding.
-I'm going to get some eggs and bacon. You up for a Moon fry-up?
-Go on, then.
I'm loving the ivory tux...
It goes with your sultry olive complexion. What about pasty old me?
-Hey, you can wear whatever you want at our wedding.
You missed sehri. It's very important to eat before sunrise.
Day off. Fancied a lie in.
Dad and I don't really do the whole, like, Ramadan thing...
But obviously now that Tam and I are married, I will.
-You must tell your father to join us this evening.
Yeah, it's a time to put aside differences, time to be together.
You can help me prepare iftar, if you like.
Bobby! Nearly done your trousers, mate.
They're a bit damp,
but they'll be fine. Just don't tell your mum.
-Dad, I've had a great idea...
Launch party for the shop, this afternoon!
We're an antiques emporium, not a nightclub.
Where's the frying pan? You packed it.
Yeah, I packed everything. Here you are.
It'll get people talking though, Dad.
Yeah, well, we can't afford a party.
It's a bit of food and a few drinks!
We can't afford not to. No-one knows we're even open.
-What do you reckon, Michael?
-Yeah. Brilliant idea.
See! I can knock up some leaflets and hand 'em round. Come on.
-Morning, morning, morning.
-We've got vests, T-shirts, promotional gear in there.
You can fill your boots if you like.
-See, Dad? Proper companies promote themselves.
Here, Dad, d'you want me to cook?
-No. Go and sort your leaflets out.
I feel like a naughty schoolboy caught with a dirty mag!
-Even if he didn't hear, he saw us looking at wedding mags.
-He'll just think we're looking at dresses.
I need to tell him...and Mum.
I can't have her finding out second-hand, like she did the adoption.
I didn't mean it like that. I just think she needs to hear it from me this time.
You know, I want total honesty between us.
I can't keep the engagement from her or Dad
for much longer, no matter how they react.
You are invited to...
the official launch of Moon and Sons Antiques Emporium...
-Give 'em some cheapo plonk. Free booze, they love all that.
-Sausages and burgers, rustle up a barbecue.
We can hand out some leaflets.
-Yes, I'll drop some in at Booty.
-Why'd you want to do that?
-We want female customers!
-Right, you can clear away.
-I've got them leaflets to knock out. You can wash up.
-Get a woman in here.
-That's a bit sexist.
-It only counts if they hear you.
How about that Carol?
-What about Carol?
-You going to make a move on her, or what?
-Just because you want somebody to wash up?
Carol's far above running round after you lot.
Oh, hello. Looks like our old dad is smitten.
And you can dry up.
-Come on then, tell me all about it.
-Well, I have decided
-I've had enough of Phil treating me like his lackey in my club.
-So you're getting out?
No, I'm going to stand up to him. I'll prove to him we are equal.
-What a great day this is turning out to be!
I think that's everything. No, I need coriander.
-Ground, Afia, ground.
I was hoping you'd come over.
Did you have sehri this morning?
-At least you observe Ramadan.
Been trying to educate that sister-in-law of yours.
I think you should come over this evening.
-Ramadan is a time for building bridges.
-I'd love to.
Actually, there's something I need to tell you.
-Can it wait? I need to catch your father.
-He's coming too?
Yes, I hope so. Only he won't be too happy that I've invited Yusef too.
-I want a word with you.
-All right, all right. I've got your deposit.
Yeah, about time too.
-What about Kat and Alfie's missing furniture?
-It ain't missing.
They're back tomorrow afternoon. I don't want them coming home to find an empty flat.
-We've got stock coming - it'll be back by then.
-Just make sure it is.
-All right, Jeanie? Everything all right?
Don't you go worrying yourself about Kat and Alfie's stuff, Jeanie darling.
My name is Jean,
-and I'm not your darling.
-That'll be the doghouse for you, then.
-I'd like you to join us all for iftar this evening.
We should all be together.
I didn't think I'd be invited.
Yes, of course you are.
The whole family should be together.
-He's not my family.
Masood, just for today.
Can you just forget about everything,
just be there for your sons?
Shall we say eight o'clock?
-Anyone want some blue, or pink?
-How can I help?
-I phoned up earlier. You said you were full.
As one of the area's most prominent local businessmen, I was hoping you'd make an exception and let my lad in.
Sorry, we've got a waiting list full of prominent local mums and dads.
-I know, but no-one needs a place as much as I do.
-I'm not sure.
-I'm doing my best. I'm trying to bring my boy up on my own.
-I understand how hard it can be...
No, you don't!
I had to leave him at a launderette with an elderly neighbour because I couldn't find anyone else, OK?
I'm doing my best, but he just misses his mum, and I can't replace her.
So the least I can do is try and find him somewhere where he feels safe and happy.
Come on, please. I'm begging you.
I'm so sorry.
It's all right, it's fine.
It must be really hard coping with the loss of your wife.
Yeah. Yeah, it is...
Her death must have been extremely difficult for you.
Yeah. It was, yeah... Very.
I'll see what I can do.
-What you doing here?
-It's my club too, Phil.
Yeah, well I thought I made it clear about that.
I'm checking the accounts, whether you like it or not.
What's this doing here, eh?
Supposed to be a nightclub, not a nursery.
What's the matter with you?
An air-head blonde interfering in my business! Do us both a favour and sell up.
Just hand over the club, yeah?
-I'll give you a fair price.
-You'll rip me off.
-What happened to looking out for me?
-The only person I look out for is number one.
-Not what you said last month.
-I got better things to do than babysit you.
-D'you know what, Phil? I'm not standing for this.
-What are you going to do?
Cos you ain't got Ronnie to hold your hand now, have you?
-Look what someone gave us.
-Them leaflets are working already, Dad.
Good boy. Take it in.
It's nice to see Moon and Sons all involved in the family business.
Yeah. Does it warm the cockles of your heart?
Nah, not really.
Seeing as this is all you probably scheming.
That's very cynical, Jack.
I can't help but be cynical with you Moons.
-Steer clear of that lot.
-Thanks for the brotherly advice, but I've got
two bored kids to keep occupied. You'd be amazed at the power of a free balloon and a burger.
-Welcome to our launch party.
-These two wanted to come.
-Had to leave Morgan with Pat to stop them killing each other.
-Younger generation, what are they like?
We don't know we're born.
-Liam, do you want to light the barbecue?
-And you can help me cook.
Seeing as you're responsible for us being here...
-you can be the guest of honour.
-I can't refuse, then.
You CAN give male customers wine as well.
Here, Dad, I'll take that over...
Them sausages weren't done this morning.
-Yeah. All the better for having you here, despite the weather.
Friends and family.
Can I have everyone's attention?
I'd like to thank you all for coming to the grand opening.
Got a bit of free food and some free drink, so help yourselves.
-To Moon and Sons!
-To Moon and Sons!
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Don't waste any time. You're in there.
What can I say? I like her.
Mmm. Feeling's obviously mutual.
-Hi. Cheryl, from the Community Centre Summer Club.
I just thought I'd drop round and tell you the good news.
Your little boy officially starts in the morning.
I really appreciate that - he's going to be so pleased.
I also wanted to say that
if you ever need to talk to anyone, maybe we could have a chat over a coffee.
-Yeah. That'd be nice.
-I know we've only just met,
but I'm here for you if you need someone.
I'll see you tomorrow.
And don't forget, if you need me...
Mo, can you do me a favour - get me a really large vodka, please?
Actually, no, don't. Just a lemonade, cheers.
-Shouldn't you have some furniture with you?
-All in good time! We're here to celebrate a good day.
-No need to thank me.
-Give him credit, it was his idea.
-I need a pint to take away the taste of that vinegar we were giving away.
-You were, I never touched it.
Go and buy the biggest bunch of flowers you can.
You've missed 'em like crazy, but you good people of Walford,
they are back! Alfie, Kat and baby Tommy!
We weren't actually expecting you until tomorrow.
Little change of plan. But we've got another surprise for you.
You're not the only one.
She-nice! Oh, of course,
you don't know everybody. This is Jean. That's Tyler. That's Eddie.
You know Mo. More family over there.
There's Michael, all the Moons are here. She's spending a bit of time with us.
The rest of the summer, at least!
Nice to meet you, Shenice. I've heard lots about you.
-Her mum wanted a bit of time on her own.
These are a little "welcome home" present from the Moons.
No! Anthony! Look at you all grown up. Shaving and everything now, ain't you?
-Who are you?
-Sorry, Kat. This is Anthony. One of Eddie's boys.
Oh, great, another Moon!
-How many more are going to turn up?
What have you done?
Lets get you some sweeties, hey?
There we go darling, ole! Not too many sweets. Watch your teeth, all right?
-Yeah, a lot's been happening. KAT SHOUTS:
I am working on it.
-Is there anything I can do?
No. Afia and Syed are doing a wonderful job, thank you.
Actually, you can pass me a coconut please, from that bag.
I asked for fresh.
It just said "coconut" on your list.
You have bought the cracked wheat, right?
-You didn't ask me to.
-How am I supposed to make haleem without the dalia?
-I can go.
-No, let me.
I'd rather go myself. There's bound to be something I've forgotten to ask for.
-All she does is criticise.
She's trying her best under pressure.
-I'm not sure this meal is a good idea.
-It'll be good for all of us to spend an evening together.
Even when Masood arrives?
Course he is.
It will give us a chance to forgive him for trying to kill you.
SYED: No, not yet.
I haven't found the right moment.
I'm going to wait until Dad gets here and tell them both at the same time...
-Tell them what?
please don't add to the Masood dysfunctional family circus, OK? There's enough going on already.
Pint please, gorgeous.
Ooh! Talking of gorgeous...
Lemonade? No wonder you're so miserable.
Now, that is what you call a proper drink.
Do I deserve this!
When you can drink properly, come and see me, little boy, all right?
All right. Two more, please.
-We had a fire, I needed some furniture to pass as our stock.
If we'd have opened as an empty shop, we'd be finished.
Give us a couple of days, I'll get it back to you.
-What are we supposed to sit on?!
What do we need furniture for? We've got a big bed in there.
-I'll get that back to you right away.
-You took our bed?!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, Kat.
It's all right.
What's with the "pfft"? He said he's sorry, didn't he?
Hey, come on, cheer up. What do we need furniture for, eh?
we've got the floor tiles - we've had some fun on them before.
-You ain't getting round me that easy.
-Don't let my useless family spoil our home-coming.
Did we or did we not have a great holiday? Yes?
Yeah, it was nice.
Yes, it was better than nice, and we're back - look at us - all gorgeous and tanned.
Come on, Shenice is out shopping with Jean.
Tommy... yep, he's still asleep.
It's me and you time. Come on, baby!
-Still got the moves.
OK, you win.
-Go on, have another one.
-Nah, best not...
It might hamper my performance.
-You should be so lucky.
Come on listen, I definitely know we'd both enjoy ourselves.
No, no, no. You, yeah... You are too young for me.
Yeah? Or are you too old for some fun, eh?
No. No, never actually...
All right, what's stopping us?
We just moved into a new house -
be great to christen it with the best-looking woman round here. Come on.
-Do me a favour!
-What you looking at?!
My sister-in-law kissing some kid on the street.
-Mind your own business. Ignore him.
-No, no, no.
-I think you should go.
Do one. Your boy band's waiting for you round the corner.
Please, please... Come on!
Listen, if you ever change your mind...
Don't. Just...don't, all right?
That's your bed back, safe and sound.
Thanks, fellas. See you later. Cheers.
Shenice...got a surprise for you.
-Fancied the summer in London.
-Good to have madam back, ain't it?
Yeah, it's lovely.
Actually, these are quite comfy.
Tell you what, Amy.
Why don't we show mummy how you can get your jim-jams on, OK?
Come on, twinkle.
EDDIE: The Moons.
What a great day - our business back on its feet, a family reunion...
I feel like a king.
To King Eddie!
Here's Queen Carol to complete the picture. Your day just got better.
-Come on, Dad, make your move!
-Come and join us.
Nah. You don't want me interrupting you.
It's exactly what I want,
-Let me get you a drink.
-That's more like it.
-But he's bought her drinks before. He needs to take it further.
-We'll have to encourage him, then.
Looks serious. I wonder if she'll mind his Chingford trips.
-What are Chingford trips?
-Eddie's business -
hush-hush and all that.
Don't listen to him.
Cheers. I need this. I managed to palm the kids off. They wore me out.
Don't look now, but Jean hasn't taken her eyes off us since I came in.
She's just being nosy.
What is it with everyone?!
Let's just ignore them.
Hey. Hi, Kamil.
Masood, good to see you.
-Glad you could make it.
-This is what they call "playing happy families".
I'd like to say something.
Not now, Papoo. The sun is setting - we need to break our fast and pray.
-Oh, thank you.
Thank you for today, Christian. I didn't even ask how Syed got on.
No news yet.
I'm keeping everything crossed for him.
I really want him to tell 'em. It's just... Zainab.
She's going to freak.
Amy all right?
Yeah. Yeah, fine, apart from having the world's worst mother.
-Shut up. You're a great mum.
Acting like a teenager, snogging some...kid!
-Oh, Christian, how did it get so bad?
When I first came here I was a glamorous babe, wasn't I?
-Fresh from Ibiza - we both were - and...
Oh, look, it's Phil. "Can we talk?"
No doubt he wants to stick the knife in a bit deeper.
-Just stand up to him.
-Then sell the club to him.
-I've gotta get away from that club. I'm not selling it to him.
-Then kick him where it hurts.
You've got that look about you.
What are you up to?
Wait and see.
Right, Kamil's finally asleep.
Before we begin, I would like to say a few words.
Thank you very much for coming.
It means so very much.
Ramadan is a time for building bridges,
for making amends,
for treating others with love...
I would like this meal
to be a new start for all of us.
-One of understanding and acceptance...
Sorry. But, well...
I've got some news.
Christian and I...
are, er, engaged.
Sorry. I feel a little light-headed.
-Tam, pour your mum some water.
-She needs some air and space.
Sorry, did you hear me?
-We're getting married.
-Syed, you really picked your moment.
-We need to talk.
Stop all this.
Just stop it.
You're overdoing things.
I want us to be friends, but you're making it difficult.
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Oh, I think you do.
Look, I'm sorry...
I'm sorry I spoke to you the way I did.
But don't go through my private things.
And don't interfere with my family...
Everything all right?
-Nothing another round won't cure. MICHAEL:
-Right, who fancies some food?
-How about a curry?
Bring on the bhuna!
Oh, Carol, you should come along.
I've lost my appetite.
I should go with her.
Did you know about this wedding?
-Are you sure you're OK?
-Yes. It must be a reaction to the pills you've given me.
-but I can stop giving them to you if you're concerned about side-effects.
-No. No, they are helping me.
I'm sorry. I'm not feeling myself.
-You just need some sleep.
I'm sorry...about the meal.
Your well-being is far more important.
I guess we should eat.
I'd rather starve.
Should I be pouring myself a stiff drink?
Well, I told them.
-Not so great.
-It was a disaster, like everything else in that house.
Mum is just in a world of her own...
Dad spends all his energy resenting Yusef.
I want our marriage to be everything theirs isn't.
And it will be, OK?
From our beautiful wedding and for the rest of our married lives.
Sorry it's a bit of a tip. We haven't had time to unpack yet.
-Considering three fellas live here, I think it's pretty spotless.
-KNOCK AT DOOR
They never remember the keys.
There you go.
What about you?
-Where are the boys?
Sorry about that.
I think they mean well.
And to be honest with you, er,
I'm glad its just the two of us.
So where's my sister and that father of yours?
Gone home, maybe.
Separately, I hope. Look, I don't want her involved in any of your scheming, all right?
-I've, er, been doing some thinking.
-You were right about me selling up.
-There's no need to be...
-So I've sold my share of the club.
SHE CLICKS HER TEETH ..partner!
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Roxy’s reduced to tears when Phil tells her to sell her share of R&R – Ronnie’s not there to hold her hand anymore. In the Vic, she drunkenly kisses Tyler and agrees to go home with him but hurriedly changes her mind when she sees Jack’s disgust. Ashamed, Roxy despairs to Christian about the state of her life. Later, Phil’s horrified when Roxy reveals she’s sold her share of the club to Janine.
Michael’s intrigued when Jean’s cold with Eddie. Anthony convinces Eddie to hold a launch party for Moon & Sons. Michael encourages Eddie to go for it with Carol – the feeling’s obviously mutual. Michael’s curious when Tyler jokes about Eddie’s ‘hush hush’ trips to Chingford. Eddie apologizes to Jean for his outburst but warns her to stay out of his business. Michael invites Carol for a family curry, but later presents Eddie and Carol with a meal for two. Carol’s glad they’ve been set up. Jack warns Michael to keep Carol out of his scheming.
Kat and Alfie return from holiday a day early with Shenice – she’s staying for the rest of the summer. Kat’s livid to discover their furniture’s missing.
Exhausted Zainab plans a family dinner during Ramadan, including Yusef, Syed and Masood. Afia’s frustrated by Zainab’s constant criticisms. During the meal, Syed nervously reveals he and Christian are engaged. Frustrated when he’s met with a stunned silence, he storms out. Zainab excuses herself - she feels faint. She thinks this a reaction to her pills. When Yusef suggests she stop taking them she hurriedly declines.
Ian’s desperate to get Bobby into the community centre Summer Club, struggling to cope without Jane. Staff member Cheryl misunderstands, assuming Ian’s a widower. Sympathising, Cheryl gives Bobby a place, telling Ian she’s there if he needs to talk.