29/11/2011 EastEnders

MOBILE BEEPS

Denise, it's Jack.

I was just wondering if you're still up for looking after Amy?

It's not me panicking. Just a big day today, that's all.

Cheers, love.

It'll be all right.

Sorry, mate,

I was trying to be quiet.

Oh, don't worry about me.

I haven't slept past 6am in years.

No Rainie?

She popped out to get us a bit of breakfast.

-You've got her trained up quick.

-She volunteered.

Don't worry, mate.

Amy ain't going nowhere.

All right?

What is that?

That, gorgeous woman, is the most important meal of the day.

Now...

tell me all about the dirt you found on Jack for this interim hearing.

What?

Just drop it, OK? There's nothing.

Hey, you're Jimmie, right?

-Only I've got a massive headache right now.

-Try a chemist.

So, what's our angle going to be?

I don't know! You're supposed to be telling me that.

Not a real headache, obviously.

Billy, please! We're busy.

Look, you're fighting for Amy, right?

Well, I'm fighting for Lola's kid.

Only doubly so now.

Social worker's threatening all sorts.

I've been a right idiot, really screwed things up.

Message is eat up and shut up.

Listen, when I win this -

which I will, angle or no angle -

how about you and me get engaged?

Sorry, did you propose to Phil after you helped him?

Judge is a real perv.

Wear something next to illegal.

Hey, look, Rox, sorry about that.

You'll get Amy back, I know you will!

Kids...they have to be with their mums, don't they?

Especially with Christmas coming up, yeah?

(Yeah.)

Y-You've started snoring, you have.

No, I haven't.

You have, right at my lughole. It's related to a weight problem.

Oh, move over Casanova,

there's a new sweet talker in town(!)

What's that?

Not that daft cow again!

Rainie? She's already been told.

I'll deal with her when we get Amy back.

-No, give me the phone.

-Don't be daft.

She's messing around.

If she texts again, she'll have me to deal with.

Was I really snoring?

Did that...hurt?

No, I barely felt it.

Don't stop.

We can make out it's a conjugal visit.

Oi! Time and a place.

-Give us a minute, Jack.

-Derek.

I've got to get Amy's breakfast ready.

If you ain't put her off!

Hide your eyes.

What d'you reckon? Her new dress?

(Say it's nice.) Chose it herself.

You look beautiful, darling.

You look like a little princess, yes, you do.

Look at you!

Thank you, yes!

RAINIE LAUGHS

Daddy's going to go out for a bit, all right?

When I come back, I'm going to have you all to myself.

You know what that means, don't you?

That means we've got to write our Christmas list to Santa, yes!

You can see she's the only kid he's got left round here, can't ya?

And there it is, in black and white.

The end.

The divorce isn't complete until the religious divorce is confirmed.

Only in the eyes of Allah will it be final.

That is never going to happen to us.

This letter is like a pardon, a get-out-of-jail-free card.

The world is yours.

Well...ours.

Know what I'm dreaming of?

Karachi.

-Another holiday?

-Another life. We should go there.

To live, like we said we would.

I told you, now that Yasmin is here, we're staying put.

She'll have to come, too. In fact, we'll all go.

-Tamwar, Afia, Kamil, the whole family.

-We're not going anywhere.

Syed wouldn't let Amira take Yasmin,

so...

I said the whole family, Tamwar.

You don't even know if Amira would want to go.

-They could have a palace there. Why wouldn't she?

-You and Mum not being married won't go down well.

-And there's the Syed factor.

-Meaning?

He's not exactly your biggest fan.

-Tamwar!

-It's true.

Better think of another dream, Dad.

Does Jack know you're coming round?

Yeah, yeah, he called me

and it's sort of become a regular thing now anyway, so...

I just thought...

-Oh!

-Sorry, sorry, didn't realise.

-Morning, ladies!

Is Mr Branning...here?

One is, the other's taken Amy round to some bird's.

That "bird" would be me.

-Sorry.

-Knew he wasn't listening.

Nerves must've got to him.

-He's gone there, and you've come here?

-She's bright, that one(!)

Have you met Derek?

Good morning, good morning.

DEREK AND RAINIE LAUGH

Shirley! Phil!

What d'you think?

Bit early, innit?

-That's the point. Stand in front of it with me, quick.

-Cos?

Take some pictures. We'll show them that we're set for Christmas

and that Amy'll love being here.

-That won't float!

-It is!

Because this is a lovely, proper, warm family home full of...

-life and love and...

-Christmas.

-Christmas!

So just make it look like the only thing missing is Amy. OK?

How come I ain't in the photo?

Because you're Santa, and he's never seen.

Grin.

Perfect.

Hi.

You seriously need some home help.

If you're offering.

They have people for this, back in Karachi.

Women who wash, clean, cook...

childcare.

Are you selling time-share now?

I saw Syed a moment ago, out and about,

and I realised you'd be here.

Alone.

MASOOD SIGHS

You knew it was coming.

Still, it's weird to see it in print.

Have you heard from Zainab? She got a letter too, right?

I posted it.

But, no...I haven't heard anything.

Think I will?

Dunno.

Nearly 30 years, Mas.

You can't just write them off.

You've got stuff to work out,

who gets what, who gets who, all of that.

Maybe I should go round? Make the first move.

I had to talk to Ian, for Bobby's sake.

Excuse me, can you remind me what I'm paying you for?

The print shop said the photos won't be long,

I've gone for glossy.

Here, have a drink, a straightener.

Couldn't get it out with Phil about.

Turn up drunk, Shirley?

All I want you to be is relaxed.

Normal.

They're going to climb all over you, wind you up.

You're hot-headed at the best of times.

That's going to make me about ten times worse, innit?

What?

-There's something I've got to sort out back at the house.

-Shir...!

DOORBELL RINGS

Hi.

She's still asleep.

Yasmin hates having morning naps,

but luckily I love it when she does, so Mummy wins!

You could've had a tidy-up whilst you're waiting.

You still want Syed back, correct?

What do you think?

And how far are you willing to go?

You're too old, too wrinkly.

Pakistan far enough?

Pakistan?

Karachi. You, Yasmin and Syed.

Can you picture that?

Only, I can.

Syed would never go there,

-they don't allow the gay thing, remember?

-Who says he's gay?

Hello! Wake-up call for the doctor!

You and I both know that Christian poisoned him.

Got inside his head, turned him,

made him into something

he was never really comfortable with.

But in Pakistan, away from all the reminders...

I think Syed would get back on track.

Back to how he was.

We'll all be there to make sure of it.

I'd love to believe that, I really would, but it's just...

Open your eyes, Amira.

You had a child together, think about that.

How could that be possible if...

underneath it all he wasn't...

for want of a better word, normal?

All I'm saying is Zainab and I are going back to Karachi.

She doesn't know it, but as soon as she realises you're bringing Yasmin,

it's going to happen.

All I need is for you and Syed to be on that plane with us.

Are you kidding?

After your little DNA fraud?

He hates your guts.

Then you'll have to make him love me again, won't you?

SHE SIGHS

I really thought you were on to something then.

Listen to me.

Christian could come back any day

and get inside Syed's head.

Then where would you be?

Kamil should be happy for a bit.

I've put his favourite DVD on.

I'm not sure what I wanted to say.

Now I'm here...

..seeing you...

..I'm lost for words.

Well, I never thought...

Neither did I.

I always thought we would be this...

..what we were...

..forever.

Does that even make any sense?

Did anything with us?

It used to.

Yes.

Yes, it did. It made perfect sense.

This was never meant to happen, Zee. It wasn't part of the plan.

Well, it is what it is.

It's neither of our faults,

or it's both of our faults.

Who knows?

Either way, we're just...

names on a letter now.

HE SNIFFS

-You going to be all right?

-Are you?

I asked first.

Yeah, I guess I'll have to be, just like you.

Well, we mustn't do...

Yes?

I really don't want us to fall out over the children.

Well, more with Kamil, I mean.

-You know what I mean.

-(Yeah.)

-We put his needs first.

-Absolutely.

No fighting.

-That's not going to be us.

-Definitely not.

Even though there isn't an us anymore.

-You know, when those divorce papers came through, my heart...

-I know.

-..flipped over.

-Mine, too.

I had to sit down.

I was lucky, I was already sitting.

So it's just the...religious divorce, and everything's confirmed.

That should be tomorrow, so...

There it goes again.

SHE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

I'm glad for the good times, Zee.

Oh, there were good times?

(Joking!)

That's very funny.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Ha-ha.

I'm glad for them too, Mas.

So, should we shake hands?

I dunno, do we?

Zee...

-..thanks for...

-Yeah, you, too. Thank you.

(I mean it.)

DOOR CLOSES

Dirty, little skank! She thinks she's so clever!

-Shirley, leave it, you ain't got time.

-Are we ready?

-Five minutes!

Shirley, seriously!

OK. Let's go get Amy.

Daddy's going to be right back, OK?

So you just think presents, yeah?

-We'll be in the Vic later, celebrating.

-You sound confident.

-Not turning up to lose.

-Let's move. Got to meet Rainie outside.

On second thoughts, Derek, there's no way you two can come.

Be a bit like inviting Burke and Hare, won't it?

I see you've kept your sense of humour!

-If the judge knew you two were near Amy...

-OK, fair point!

I'll meet you in the Vic later. How's that sound?

Yeah, go on. Mine's a Scotch.

Come on.

Who's Daddy's little girl, eh?

-Been phoning you about five times.

-Sorry, had my phone on silent.

You look sad.

What? I'm not sad.

Is it us? Me and Yasmin.

What you on about?

We could move. If we're getting in your way.

-Cramping your style.

-Did I say that you were?

You don't need to. We're obviously not what you want.

-Hmm.

-Mmm.

Did you see her?

Yeah.

And?

It's probably the kindest we've been to each other in ages.

That's a lot better than me and Ian.

The religious divorce is due tomorrow and...that's it.

Gone. Everything. Forever.

Oh! I wanted to cry, Jane. I really did.

Imagine that, a man of my age!

What did you expect? You don't just skip off into the sunset.

That'd be a sight.

Listen, you've got me, all right?

So you do what you've got to do, you call me, don't call me.

I'm not going to put any pressure on you.

Now you're making me want to cry.

What are you like?!

Roxy? Roxy?

Keep that picture in your head.

Somebody else with your kid. We ain't having it.

All right?

We are not having it.

I'll meet you in the Vic afterwards.

And I want some good news.

Come on.

-We could get out of your hair.

-Did I say I wanted that?

You never say you don't.

Well, I don't, OK?

Having you and Yasmin here is great.

It's really nice to hear that, but...

I just don't think it's good for Yasmin living in the flat.

She might start picking up the vibe.

She's way too young for that.

OK, don't get angry, but...

..there could be a chance that I could go to Pakistan.

Since when?

-It won't be forever.

-How long?

-Just be a temporary thing.

Why? What you going to do over there?

Well...

I've got this great idea, OK?

So don't go blabbing it.

-The Olympics.

-Yeah, think I've heard of them.

Well...it means there'll be...

loads more visitors to London.

And what do you do when you visit a new place?

You buy a souvenir.

A souvenir that I've had manufactured in Karachi.

When did you think of all this?

I made calls, my uncle has a factory out there.

You're not taking Yasmin away from me.

Then come with us.

-I'd go down a treat over there(!)

-I'm really surprised at you.

-We could live like millionaires.

-I'm happy here.

If that's happy, I'd hate to see you sad.

I'm happy, all right?

I need to get back to work.

There's nothing here for you anymore.

Nothing.

What?

Shouldn't be too long now, eh?

I'm Derek Branning.

So?

I'm being polite.

Well, be polite...somewhere else.

Jane.

Look, can I ask you something?

I want you to be honest, don't worry about my feelings.

D'you think Christian's ever coming back?

Nothing's changed since the last time you asked, sorry.

Right, just wanted to be sure.

You know, Syed, do yourself a favour.

Let go. Christian's gone.

Well?

Yeah!

Oh, you won!

Your faces!

Party time, eh?

Let me get the drinks.

She didn't have a leg to stand on!

Jack, Jack.

-You joining us?

-Phil. Roxy'll be needing you.

We're sorry all right, but Roxy will get to see Amy now and then.

That's not what she wanted, is it? Besides, Amy's a Mitchell.

So you only got her on loan.

Yeah, well, don't hurry back.

We should...go and see Amy.

Tell you what, let's all go, eh?

-Make a big fuss.

-Yeah, go on.

I'm proud of ya, son. Proud of ya. Well done.

We're due back in court next month,

I will build the best case ever.

Solid gold, 24-carat with hallmarks,

I guarantee it.

Rox.

All right?

I can't believe it.

You're sacked.

-Phil?

-Bill, show him the door, will you?

-Let's not be hasty.

Just do one, yeah?

Don't rush off, all right?

-Thought we could have a chat.

-You still got that headache?

-Give it ten minutes, meet me back here.

-OK.

How'd it happen?

Took all of five minutes for them to come to a decision.

How can that be right, doing that to a kid?

I don't care about the cost, I'll hire someone else.

Didn't even get him to show my photos.

You may have lost this hearing,

but you will win the next one, we'll make sure of it.

I'm going home.

Bill, go with her, will you?

Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything stupid.

We'll be along in a bit, all right?

-We should be there for her.

-Hold up.

Look at that.

It weren't Rainie.

Would you mind looking after her for a bit? I need to make some calls.

-Calls?

-I've got this great idea for a business.

Didn't have you down as a businesswoman.

Full of surprises, me!

But wish me luck.

Cos if all goes well,

me and Yasmin could be headed to Pakistan.

Syed can't be happy about that.

Funnily enough, when I told him he had this look...

..like he was excited.

I think he's tempted!

She did say Pakistan, didn't she?

Must be something in the air.

Hold up, Jimmie. You're saying that I can adopt Lola's kid, yeah?

There's a special guardianship order you can apply for.

It's not adoption, get that word out your head,

cos that would make you both the kid's dad and her great granddad,

and that's enough to confuse anyone.

You can fight that for me?

I can fight any time, any place, Mr Mitchell.

Mr Mitchell - I like the way you say that!

You look nice.

Do I?

Just threw this on.

I thought we could go out.

-Love to.

-Not here, somewhere in town?

-Meet you at the tube?

-Whatever you say, Mr A.

Well, how about that?

You didn't see that.

There's not going to be anyone left here. Everyone's moving on, Syed.

Everyone but you.

-So, how was Amy?

-Good as gold.

Got a few Christmas present ideas for you. Hope you're minted.

Well, I would be, if Michael paid his way at the gym.

Listen.

When I took her to the playgroup, she seemed...a bit nervous.

Nervous?

Yeah, of the other kids.

Well, that's what having Roxy as a mum does to you.

-She hardly ever took her out to meet other kids.

-Anyway, better get off.

-Cheers, Denise.

-Yep.

Well, you're bringing me luck.

-Of course I am.

-Oi!

-DOOR BANGS

-Oh!

-Sorry, they just barged in!

-What's this?

Out.

-Like I'm going to do what you tell me!

-You, get out.

-No chance!

I wouldn't argue.

It's all right, ladies, it's all right.

RAINIE SIGHS

-This is sooner than I thought.

-You thought I wouldn't work it out?

Work what out?

All them texts, the letters, all that grief you've been handing out.

-You've got the wrong person.

-Let's go somewhere else.

Well, I'm not budging, if that's what you think.

-I want that memory stick with my confession on it.

-That's long gone.

Yeah, I've been stupid, thinking that.

You hand it over and I'm out of here.

It's all right, Jack, I'm here.

In here.

Things would be a lot different if Amy weren't through there.

This is the last time you set foot in here.

You take this, you disappear, all right?

I've got Amy, that's all that matters.

-Hang on.

-What?

-It ain't here, is it?!

-Don't try it on!

Look for yourself. Someone's taken it!

-Who's been in here?

-I don't know! Half the Square's been through this flat.

I ain't buying that, not one bit of it.

Well, you should, if you knew what else I had on ya.

It was a file.

All right? A back-up, in case you got too big for your boots.

You've got a file on me?

Had a file, Phil. Ain't here, is it?

What was on it?

Everything.

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