04/08/2011 EastEnders

-When I was in care, I had a goldfish called Strummer.

-SHE CHUCKLES

I used to dream of getting him a tank like that.

-One day we'll have one of them.

-SHE CHUCKLES

-No, that's fat.

-All right, we won't get a fat one.

-GREG:

-Rainie! Come on! Hurry up!

What are you doing in there?

-Rainie, what are you doing, I've...

-VACUUM CLEANER STARTS

Do you have to do that now?

Ohhh... Oh, sorry. Is that bothering you, is it?

-VACUUM CLEANER STOPS

-Thank you.

Don't you want to chat? I want to chat.

-Nice long chat, mother to daughter, just like last night.

-Can we do it later?

All right.

VACUUM CLEANER STARTS

All right. All right! Talk!

I don't care if you believe me or not, me and Greg are right for each other. Do you hear me?

-What?

-You want to lay around all day and get drunk all night, stirring up trouble,

-you can do it in your own home.

-I can't actually.

-Why not?

-I've been evicted.

Hurry up, get a move on.

-DISTANT KNOCKING

-Hello?

-Do you know who Joe Strummer was?

-No, who's that?

-He was a legend.

See, that's something else I can teach you about.

I'll put some Clash on your phone for you if you want. How about that?

Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea.

See, I can teach you loads of stuff.

Not just about how to get out of trouble!

It's a bit late for that, don't you think?

-She's trying her best.

-Her best?

Really? What, her best is stealing from the one person who can get us the tenancy?

We don't have to borrow off Phil. I got some knock-offs we can flog.

I'm not going to go round Walford selling DVDs.

It's just a couple of movies.

-I could sell 'em!

-BOTH: No!

Look, Phil is not going to lend us the money anyway, so we haven't got any choice, have we?

I had a contretemps with a neighbour and now they've taken the flat off me.

-I'm homeless.

-What about all our things?

-I packed what I could.

-Yeah, none of my stuff, then?

-They'll have cleared it all out by now. House clearance an' all that.

What actually happened, Mum?

This girl moved in next door and it all went downhill from there.

She got an ASBO and I got evicted.

It's not very nice, but I've got to get to work, without a shower.

We've got to get our stuff.

Greg?

-Greg!

-Yeah?

-Could you go back to the flat with Mum and Rainie?

-Why don't you go?

Look, I've got to work.

-See ya.

-Yeah, fine, I'll go.

Leave as much there as you can, I'll just try and get someone to pick it up, all right?

All right?

Yeah, you know, he wanted to help, but I said we'd be fine.

What do you want?

I've got a business proposition.

-Look, there's been a huge misunderstanding.

-What?

How about, if I give you my phone, you give me my old job back,

we'll just forget everything?

Look, it's bare sick, this, Phil...

Mr Mitchell. Look, it's got 3G, FireWire, MP3, video.

-Does everything.

-It's nicked.

No, it's mine. It's my phone.

It was a present.

So what do you say?

Hm. It's nice.

So, can I have my old job back, please?

-Nah.

-Why?

Cos you're a rotten little thief, and I don't trust you.

Shut the door.

-I don't know why he got you round, Greg, it's only a door.

-Ddid I know you were going to turn up?

Well, looks like it's under control anyway, eh? Erm, can I borrow your shower, Max?

Course. I'll just grab you a towel.

Getting into my bathroom's trouble enough with Tanya and the girls, let alone Cora and Rainie.

-How long they moving in for?

-Don't ask. They've gone round Cora's to pick her junk.

More clothes, more shoes, more bits in the bathroom.

-Did Tanya go with them?

-Yeah. I've got a feeling the old bag's going to stay forever.

The shower'll be the last of your worries. Your whiskey, your money...

-Well, he's the expert on families(!)

-Who's rattled your cage?

-Where's that shower?

You like doling out all the advice, with your family around you. We're not all so lucky.

Ain't my fault, is it? You don't hear me complaining cos you've got all the hair. I just get on with it.

-We've all got crosses to bear.

-Yeah, we have!

-Mine's a shiny head, yours is crushing loneliness.

-Excuse me for having a dead baby and a wife in prison.

-Right, I'll just go...

Sorry, Greg, top of the stairs.

-You've got a daughter across the street, go and spend some time with her.

-I will!

-What colour are you doing that?

-It's...blue.

-Very nice.

Where's Frank?

-HE CHUCKLES

-He, er... He flew out the window.

I thought working with you would be a total nightmare. But it's a laugh.

You won't be laughing when I buy you and your family out of Walford.

Yeah, I can see it now.

You running the R&R. Name above the door in the Vic.

-Renaming the caff Frank's...

-HE CHUCKLES

-..and no-one to share it with.

-STEPS APPROACH

I know you asked me to patch up the exhaust on the Jag weeks ago

and I ain't got round to it, I'm sorry, but I'll do it today.

-I didn't get you in here to have a go.

-What for, then?

-Here you are.

3G, wireless, video, the works. It's yours.

You being serious?

-Yeah, you've been working hard lately. I appreciate it.

-Thank you, Phil. That's proper sweet.

-So do we hug now, or...?

-What do you think, eh?

Safe, then.

-Oh, and, er...get that exhaust fixed, yeah?

-Yeah, will do.

Families, eh?

-Amy! Amy, it's Daddy! It's Daddy.

-Hello!

Hello, darling. All good?

-Yes.

-I didn't think you wanted me to follow you the other day.

Thank you, thank you. The less said about that, the better.

So what's with the urgent parenting?

I just wanted to spend some quality time with her, that's all.

-You haven't got anything planned?

-Yeah! Laundry, cleaning...

I don't know how I had time to run the R&R anyway.

Why don't you go and do something nice for yourself? Get your hair done or something.

-Are you saying I look a state?

-No.

-Then, what?

-I'm just saying, why don't you chill out?

Do something nice for yourself.

Shall we go out? Come on, then! Give us a kiss. Give us a kiss.

-Whoo-hoo!

-SHE LAUGHS

We'll go and get something nice!

ALFIE SIGHS

-All right, smiler. What, your horse come in or something?

-Um...something like that.

-I've got another date tonight.

-Oh, no. No.

-I'm dating! I'm in the dating game!

It's amazing what you can do with lying about a dead wife, innit, eh?

It's made me realise where I've been going wrong all these years.

In the past, I've lied to keep women.

What I should have been doing is lying to get them in the first place.

They always find out in the end, mate. Seriously, Kay can smell it from miles away.

She can tell just by me walking up the stairs.

-Do you think it would work with other women?

-What?

-This widower thing. Cheryl Cole's single, ain't she?

Yes, mate, what can I get you. Large?

Er, what are you doing in here all by yourself, Tiffany?

Grandma Carol sent me to get cakes for my superhero party.

-Ooh.

-Don't do cakes in here.

-Oh.

-Well, who needs cakes when you've got loads of presents?

-NOW you want to give me presents?

-Don't be ungrateful, Tiffany.

-What are they for?

-Well, because I...

Because you have been working very, very hard at school recently.

And it doesn't go unnoticed.

-What's the problem?

-You only notice me when you want something.

Anyway, it's the school holiday!

Excuse me, I have a party to get to.

-Phil.

-Bye, Tiff.

HE CHUCKLES

-Come on.

-(Shh! ASBO!)

We ain't got long. I'll make a start on the bedroom.

Stinks in here.

I'll chuck some stuff in a bag.

How d'you stop yourself from slipping up?

Well, I just keep telling myself that me and Jane ain't going to be together any more.

Just keep saying it over and over in me head until it's...like she's dead.

Don't that upset you?

-How do you mean?

-Well, come on, you know and I know it ain't cos she's six feet under.

It's... Well, I hate saying it, mate, but it's cos she didn't love you no more.

-It's Bobby's dad, isn't it?

-Er...yeah.

I'm Fiona Walker, Maia's mum.

Oh, er...hi. Bobby's always talking about Maia.

-I just had to say, you're doing an amazing job with Bobby. He's such a happy boy.

-Thank you.

Maia said he's always talking about Jane.

It's great you have such a healthy way of dealing with grief.

Yeah. You, er... You do what you can.

If that gets too much, I've got some DVDs in my bag. Three for a tenner?

No, thank you. I've got to try and finish this. Ronnie gave it to me.

I've got no excuse now, have I?

Lo. Come in.

-What would I want to eat in this dump for?

-Charming.

-Am I talking to you?

-Calm down, all right?

Nice, Billy. Really, really nice.

Oi!

What's the matter with you? I'm stood right here, you thieving little cow!

-Rox, I'm really sorry. Let me get you that tea, eh?

-No. Don't bother, all right?

I'm watching you.

-Don't drop her in it. We're supposed to be watching out for her!

-What?

-You can't help yourself, can you?

-I was trying to get us some money for the new place.

-I want to do my bit for the family.

-See?

-Thieving ain't going to do it!

-But she's trying.

Trying? All you're doing is getting into trouble!

Well, we'll have to stop that from happening!

-And how are you going to do that?

-I don't know!

We'll get her a job. We'll get...get you your old job back, eh? That'll keep you busy.

How about that, Lo? Come on. Working back here.

-All right?

-Yeah, you?

Yeah.

-If you want me to move out of yours, I will.

-You don't have to do that.

No, I understand. It's fine.

-What are you talking about?

-Nothing.

-I just... I'm just not a charity case, that's all.

-Rai!

I don't want you and Greg to think that you're stuck with me, just cos they're taking this place away.

We don't think we're stuck with you.

Honestly, we don't.

You're my sister.

Why'd you leave here then?

It wasn't cos of you.

It was never about you!

Rai...

Rai, there were loads of reasons.

You were never one of them.

Max got me pregnant for a start.

Yeah, I remember him always coming round here, telling us we needed insurance

for this and that and there was him, not even taking any precautions with you!

-If Dad was still around, he'd have had something to say about that.

-Yeah, I know.

Mum left that down here, so she didn't have to go upstairs after a heavy night.

Most nights then, eh?

Yeah.

How could you bear to be around it?

Just a bed, innit.

(No.)

I wanted to help out, but...

when Dad became ill, you just kept him to yourself.

I was trying to think of you, Rai.

I didn't want both our memories of Dad to be about all this. I didn't...

Less chatting, more packing.

I want to go next door and give her a piece of my mind.

You don't want to get involved with that chav.

Long time since the three of us have been here together.

Yeah, well, that's having three kids for you, innit?

Here. Maybe you should show 'em them.

The Cross-country Cross sisters.

Last time I ran anywhere it was for the January sales!

Mine was probably from a crack dealer!

I don't know who I'm more proud of.

With most children, they learn about death when they lose a pet,

but with Bobby, I mean, obviously it was his mum.

It's so sad.

-It's been lovely talking to you, but I have to pick up Maia.

-Yeah.

You're an inspiration, really you are.

Thank you.

Ian, listen.

A bit of mate to mate barman advice. Just be careful, cos you ain't superman.

-What?

-So just take it...

Ian?

Here's my number.

Call me. Anytime.

See that, mate?

I'm like women's kryptonite.

See, we want to get started as a family.

-You know, another Mitchell home on the Square.

-Mind now.

-What's that got to do with me?

-Well, it's a bit awkward.

We was wondering if you could help us out with the tenancy agreement on our flat

and we were also thinking whether...

you could give us Lola's phone back?

It's just, she thought she was exchanging it for her old job, you know what kids are like!

Just a bit of a misunderstanding, really. No harm done.

If there's no harm done, why'd you want it back?

-She's just a kid, Phil. A mobile's a big thing for her.

-She's not a bad kid.

Well, too late. I've sold it.

What you've got to realise is no-one cares about toerags like you lot.

-The sooner she realises that, the better.

-Tut!

And what you've got to learn Phil, is that one day you'll meet a bigger bully.

Yeah, well, I ain't met him yet.

DOOR SLAMS

-Mum, let me carry those for you.

-Shh!

-No, Mum, just leave it there, let me take that bag.

-Be quiet!

-You ain't supposed to be here!

-You've got a nerve!

-You're the one with the ASBO,

-this is our home and now we can't come back here.

-Is that what she told you?

-Ignore her.

-Wait a minute.

-Let's go.

Oi!

Music on every night.

Men around all hours.

-She

-poured bleach on my plants,

glued my locks!

I have nothing to apologise for.

-She

-made my life hell.

That's typical of you, innit? Just making everyone else's life a misery, doing exactly what you want.

I dunno why I believed you?

I've just been to the community centre for a spinning class.

-Jane used to do a spinning class.

-Did she?

Yeah. On a Tuesday and a Thursday she'd go for a spin.

It's the little things, isn't it?

They catch you out. Do you find that?

Yeah.

Like what?

I don't know.

I think sometimes you talk about Jane, but you're not really talking about her.

You're saying what you think people want to hear. Rather than what you really want to say.

There's nothing to say, really.

I understand.

-I find it hard to watch television these days.

-Why's that?

It's the remote controls.

We used to hold them together with one of her stretchy things.

OK.

That's it.

It's OK.

Bobby lost it.

The stretchy thing. And now there's nothing keeping the remotes together,

so every time I look at the remotes, it reminds me of me and Jane.

-And the fact that nothing's keeping us together any more.

-Oh, Ian.

-She doesn't love me any more.

-She does!

She's up there. She's still in love with you.

Shall I come over?

Yeah. Yeah, I'd like that.

HE MOUTHS

Argh!

Argh...argh..argh!

Ow!

TOP GEAR PLAYS LOUDLY

SHE SIGHS

I have had the worst day, ever.

What happened?

You know, just Rainie and Mum and the flat.

Giving it all that, were they?

No, it's...

being back there.

-So many memories.

-Yeah, yeah, of course, course.

TV: 'That's a disaster!'

-Can you stop eating while I'm talking to you?

-Sorry, love.

-I'm trying to tell you about my day.

-I'm listening.

-You're not! You're more interested in your crisps.

Well, I'm eating my crisps while I'm listening to you.

-D'you know what? Forget it.

-What was that about?

-Go after her.

-I'm not getting involved.

-Go after her. She'll appreciate it.

I know exactly what she needs when she's like this. And that's space.

What's happened?

It's Mum. She's been evicted.

Just been to get the last of her stuff.

You OK?

Fine.

Must have been tough being back there.

Babe, it's me.

Tan, it's me.

Shh, shh, shh.

SHE SIGHS

Is that for me?

Oh, thank you.

Look, I bought these for another little girl who turned out to be an ungrateful...

So...would you like them?

I think you deserve them.

Yeah, what's all this?

Oh, they were for Tiffany, but she can have them.

Well, I don't know what your mum's going to say about this.

Put them in there. That's it. Cheers.

-Bye-bye!

-Say, bye.

-Given up on the book then?

-Oh, it's so boring!

There's no pictures or anything.

I think it's just, I don't know, curling up on the sofa with Amy and a DVD time.

-Cos frankly I feel pretty useless without her!

-Yeah, Lola makes me feel a bit useless.

-That's all right, it's just teenagers for you.

-I think it's just me.

-You gotta try, haven't you.

And teenagers...well, you got to love them whether you get it back or not!

It's kind of the deal, innit?

Right, I will take these three please.

-Cheers.

-Thank you.

-Lola!

-I've got to go.

-Are you OK?

Listen, listen, Phil, he's a bully. Ignore him.

I've just made 30 quid. So come I'll buy you a phone. Make up for all that business with Roxy.

SHOUTS: Look, just get out of my face, yeah!

Look, I'm sorry, all right? Why are you always in my face for?

Because I care, Lola.

What about Jodie and Vanessa?

Shh.

Don't worry about them,

I don't care about them.

I care about you.

-I'm sorry about yesterday.

-Shh, don't worry about it.

It took so long for him to die.

I know...I know.

SHE SOBS

Oh, my God! Oh, Jay?

-Is he dead?

-Go outside and wait for the ambulance. Go! Go!

-Oh, come on. You big strong boy.

-Mum?

-I'm here, darling.

-Mum.

What?!

Don't give my child anything! We don't need anything from you.

You have got my club, you are not going to have my daughter, all right!

-God! I was just trying to do something nice.

-You don't do nice, Janine.

You do sly, and you leave my daughter out of it!

She got me a flower!

She gave me a flower and I just wanted to say thank you, so I went over the top.

She gave you a flower and you got her all of this?

Well, Tiffany didn't want it, so...

Thank you.

We can't accept the presents, Janine.

Can I keep the flower?

-Yeah.

-Thanks.

Here you are, look.

It's my spare set.

-This one is a bit dodgy, but it does work.

-OK.

Thank you.

SHE SIGHS

-Can you tell me your name?

-His name's Jay. I don't know what happened to him, it was an accident.

-Jay, can you tell me what happened?

-It was...

-Jay, can you squeeze my hand for me?

What's the matter?

Is he going to be all right?

Jay?

Greg's putting some things away in the loft.

-Rainie?

-Unpacking.

No, Mum, don't say anything.

You've done enough damage for one day.

He did want to go after you, it's my fault.

I thought you needed some space.

Phil? What's happened?

-Jules?

-I don't know, Billy.

How'd this happen?

Did you do this?

-You did, didn't you?

-Phil leave it. No-one knows what's happened.

You saw him with your phone and you did that to him, didn't you? ANSWER ME!

Leave her alone! It wasn't her. She didn't do it.

I did. It was me.

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