08/12/2011 EastEnders

Come on, Billy, get on with it, will you?

Be quicker if you give me a hand, wouldn't I?

Should be at home looking after Lola.

-Been really sick in the mornings.

-Sure she can cope without you.

Don't know why we don't just sling all this lot into the Thames.

Cos this lot's still worth some money.

Besides, I don't intend being out of business long.

That'll do. Go on, sling it in.

PHONE BEEPS

Well, come on then, fill it up.

-Still getting them texts, then?

-Just get on with it, will you?

Married?

Today?

That's...sudden.

With you and Amira leaving for Karachi tonight,

I didn't want you to miss the wedding.

You've only just got divorced from Dad. Did you put her up to this?

-No, he did not.

-Actually, it was your mother's idea.

The imam will conduct the ceremony in here.

In the house? Anyone would think you're too ashamed to do this in public.

It wouldn't be fair to use the mosque.

I don't want to rub your father's nose in it.

-Oh, so, suddenly, Dad's feelings matter.

-Syed...

I assume you'll be telling him it's taking place today?

You wouldn't want him hearing it from someone else.

Of course I'll be telling him.

Maybe he'll talk some sense into you. What do you think, Tambo?

You haven't said a word.

Er...I just want Mum to be happy.

So...if this makes her happy, then so am I.

Yusef and I are getting on with our lives, Syed.

Doing all the things we said - getting married, going to Pakistan...

It's time we looked to the future.

Breakfast's getting cold.

Yeah, I don't fancy it, Mum, thanks.

Well, if you're not... I hate seeing good food go to waste.

Thought I might pop over the salon, make sure everything's ticking over.

-Yeah, it's all right, Mum. Jane's helping out.

-Jane Beale?

She knows as much about beauty as I do about rocket science.

She's just doing the books, Mum. Gaynor can manage the rest.

All right, I'll do a bit a shopping, then.

We're short of a few things.

-I done all the shopping yesterday.

-Better get the bus to the supermarket.

Takes a bit longer but it's cheaper.

Anything I can do, Cora? Like to earn me keep.

Nah, you're all right.

I might go and see Rainie, then. Any message, Tan?

No.

I'm surprised she hasn't been to see you, especially with you starting with...

What is it this week - chemo?

Internal radiation, Derek.

-We should get to the hospital.

-Yeah.

-Derek, just give it a rest.

-What?

-How long's he planning on staying?

-Babe, ain't going be for long, I promise.

Just till he finds his own place.

And I know it ain't the best timing but I can't kick him out, can I?

He needs a fixed address.

First the notes, threats, police. And now they're asking for cash.

Don't that seem a bit odd to you?

Everyone that knows me round here, knows that I'm worth a few quid.

-Why wouldn't this joker want to cash in, eh?

-This ain't Jack's style.

Yeah, well, he ain't the only Branning round here, is he? And she ain't exactly minted either.

I still think you need to be careful.

It could be a set up. If they text again, just ignore it.

Too late. I've already told them where to pick up the cash.

-You mad? You don't know what you're walking into.

-Since when did I hide?

-It's them who wants to be worried, not me.

-We've got the filth all over us.

-You do anything stupid, you could go down for years.

-Phil, you'll never guess what!

-Everything all right?

-What?

Oh, yeah, yeah. That's all done. Listen, listen, right.

I've been chosen to be an Olympic torchbearer!

Just got an email. Brilliant, eh?

I'll just get myself a tea.

-So they get the cash. Then what?

-Then I'll be waiting.

Where?

I'm going to be doing this on my own.

Someone round here's forgotten who they're dealing with.

It's about time I reminded them.

What can I do for you?

I'm getting married today.

To Yusef, of course.

I know it probably seems very much out of the blue...

Well, you know what I think of Yusef.

Yeah.

But I can hardly stand in your way.

I mean, what am I going to do, storm into your wedding and object?

Don't you dare.

Well, I just wanted you to know.

Gossip travels very quickly round here.

I thought it might be in the Gazette by lunchtime.

People get divorced and remarried every day.

What's so special about us, Zainab?

Nothing.

And we had a good run.

Yes.

And now you've got Jane.

Yeah. Yeah. Well, you'd better get back to your groom.

Good luck, Zee.

And you, Mas.

Zainab...

Well, it's not like we're never going to speak to each other.

I mean, you still only live across the road.

Yeah. Whenever you want to see Kamil.

I'll be fine, don't worry.

I came to see Derek but there's no-one in, so...

Give us your keys. Come on.

Thanks.

Why don't you stay for a bit, Rai?

Oh, come on, we're going to have to put this behind us, sooner or later.

How?

How do I get over you murdering Dad?

You think cos you made your big confession and Mum says, "There, there," that it don't matter?

No, of course not. But I've had a lot to deal with lately and I'm...

It's only ever about you. I've always played second fiddle.

Playing the victim, more like.

And why do you think that is? Cos you drove me to it!

Oh, right. Oh, of course, now I see where this is going.

Yeah, cos you were only ever on drugs because of me.

And you never got off the estate cos I left you there with Mum.

Every time you've ever been in the gutter, it's all down to me.

No. No, I know what I brought on myself. I've taken responsibility.

But with Dad...

You're the only one who got to say goodbye.

What d'you want me to do, Rai? Turn back time?

I want you to say you're sorry. Cos you haven't.

You haven't said you're sorry to me for what you did.

Our dad was suffering. And what I did, it stopped the pain.

I can't be sorry for that.

Then I can't be your sister no more.

Here...

You're not up the duff, are you?

Sorry.

Is it so wrong for me to want to make things official,

to give Kamil a stable future?

No, of course not. It's just...

It is so rushed.

Can't you just be happy for me, Denise? This is what I want.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hope I'm not interrupting. I don't mean to hurry you but we've lots to do before one.

-Of course.

-S'pose I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Unless you've arranged a shotgun honeymoon too.

Weren't you going to tell Denise all your news?

Yes, well, I haven't had a chance.

The sooner she knows, the sooner she can find a replacement.

Since we'll be moving to Pakistan,

I thought it best to hand in my notice straightaway so...

No, no, hang on.

Pakistan? Since when?

And no, you can't just resign!

That is my decision. I'll be back for my things.

Am I the only one who cares about what she did?

Don't you ever say that again.

Mum, I can't get it out of my head.

When he died, all I wished was to get one more day with him.

I'd have given anything for that. But SHE took that away from me.

You finished?

Good.

Cos you're going to wipe away the tears, pull yourself together,

-and go back to Tanya and apologise.

-Oh, no...!

By the time your dad was diagnosed, he was already terminal.

He was always going to die.

All your sister did

was put him out of his misery sooner rather than later.

What she did, she did out of love.

Where's your love for her, eh? Now she needs it?

She could be dying.

She's been suffering for months in silence on her own with this.

She's still suffering. But you?

You're healthy.

Where's the justice in that...

..after all these years you've been poisoning yourself?

I've always defended you, Rainie.

But, right now, I'm ashamed to be your mother.

I'll have one.

So what about you, Mum?

What about me?

If you care so much, what you doing trying to find any excuse

to stay away from your sick daughter?

What you doing here, why aren't you at hers?

I offered to help when I found out. She wanted Max.

And I bet you were really relieved, deep down inside.

You wanted to help Dad at the beginning, didn't you, too, remember?

But not at the end, nah, not when it started getting nasty.

All you did was hide yourself inside the bottle.

Like you're doing now.

We're no different, you and me.

You're taking it so calmly.

Well, we live separate lives now.

Didn't seem that way yesterday.

She was really upset after your run-in.

I didn't see Zainab yesterday. Why, what happened?

Oh, nothing.

I must've got it wrong.

Look, doing this - it can't be the Zainab you know.

She hasn't been the Zainab I know for some time.

Anyway, it wasn't that long ago you had designs on Yusef, yourself.

Don't remind me. Dunno what I was thinking.

Clearly the man's irresistible. She can't she wait to marry him.

Mas...if you're not OK with this, talk to her.

-She might listen.

-It's none of my business.

-Maybe not the wedding but the move. Come on...

-What move?

She hasn't told you.

Her and Yusef are going to move to Pakistan.

She can't leave, she's got too much here.

She's handed in her notice and given that as the reason.

-She is going to go. And soon.

-She can't take Kamil to Pakistan.

-Then do something.

Weddings are so exciting, don't you think?

Mmm, yeah, though sometimes for the wrong reasons. Take me and Tam.

I'm sure you must have heard we snuck off on our big day.

I think so many people had an opinion about whether or not we should get married,

we almost did it out of defiance, you know?

But that doesn't mean it was the wrong decision.

You and Tamwar love each another, no?

-Yeah, but...

-So then that's all that matters.

Only the two of you know what's right for you,

how you feel about each other.

There, all done.

Thank you.

Don't you look beautiful?

Can I have a moment alone, please?

Of course.

-Here you go.

-Thanks.

Tell you what,

why don't we forget about these and go back to the B&B, eh?

I wanted a chat.

Oh, Rainie.

You and me are meant to be a bit of fun, eh?

God knows I need some.

Ain't exactly a barrel a laughs living at your sister's.

Gives me the heebie-jeebies just looking at her.

-Riddled, she is.

-Don't say that.

Since when were you bothered?

Ah! Can't have been easy, eh?

Watching everyone doting on her the last few weeks.

Stealing the limelight from poor little Rainie again, was she?

-No wonder you hate her.

-I don't!

You've got a funny way of showing it.

If you change your mind, you know where I am.

Cheers, love.

-So they didn't show, then?

-No.

You should go.

-And let them make a mug of me again? No way.

-They ain't going to do that. Not if we do things my way.

-Rai? I can't handle another row...

-I don't want to row with you.

-I come to say sorry, before I go.

-Go where?

-Anywhere away from Walford.

-Rai, we both said some awful things but...

You didn't say anything I didn't deserve.

But what I said to you when I found out...

about hoping the doctors couldn't help you...

I was, you know, I was drunk, I was in shock.

I didn't mean that. I didn't mean none of that.

I know you didn't, darling. I know.

It doesn't mean you've got to go, does it?

You didn't... You didn't tell us what was happening to you

for all those months because you didn't want to be a burden, right?

And you're not.

I am.

I'm the one you all end up running around after

every time I hit the crack or the booze.

Or I'm the one who always ends up crying on someone's shoulder.

-That don't matter, Rai.

-It does. Cos you've gotta get better.

Nothing should stand in the way of that, Tan.

And you know me, I've always got to be centre of attention.

And anyway, I can't stand hospitals. They give me the willies.

You're moving on?

Got somewhere to stay?

Couple of mates owe me favours.

Tell her to stay, Mum.

Your sister's got to learn to stand on her own two feet.

All part of the recovery, ain't it, Rain?

You sure this isn't because of...?

No. I'll get my head round that.

This is all I've got on me.

Give us a shout if you need anything. Any time.

Thanks.

Oh, hang on.

I borrowed that a while back.

-That's what happened to it. I wondered.

-Hope the red wine stain comes out. Joke! Joking.

What about me?

As it happens...

Keep it.

Last of the big spenders.

Go, quickly. Go.

You took your time.

I got waylaid. It won't happen again.

Well...

Knew you'd be back.

You...

..are...

..dumped.

Countless men and women reverence God,

through whom ye demand your mutual rights.

And reverence the womb that bore you, for God ever watches over you.

DOORBELL RINGS

-I'm not expecting anyone. Kamil?

-They'll probably go away.

DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN Or not.

Maybe Dad didn't take it as calmly as you thought.

I'll go.

No, I'll go.

I'm sorry about this.

-I need a word with Zainab.

-Can't it wait?

-No, it can't.

If you think you should.

So, Rainie's done a bunk, then.

She hasn't done a bunk, she's moved on, actually.

You're well rid, if you ask me. Spend as much time as I have inside,

you learn to spot a nut-job at 20 paces.

Oh, right, and I thought you two were getting on like a house on fire.

What's wrong? You're not used to a woman walking away unless you tell her to?

-If I wanted a bird like Rainie, I'd find her on any street corner.

-Oi!

That's my sister you're slagging off. I want you out.

You what?

-You heard.

-I don't think Max would approve of that.

Of what? What wouldn't Max approve of?

I've asked him to leave. It's just not working, him being here.

What's happened? You all right?

Yeah, fine. I will be. When he's gone.

Sorry, Derek.

It's all right, mate. I know where I'm not wanted.

It's just, Tanya's got to come first, know what I mean?

I understand. I understand, mate.

-In case you hadn't noticed, I'm in the middle of something very important!

-OK.

The pill-popping, the decision to move away, you jack in your job...

-So what?

-It's all down to Yusef.

-He's controlling you, pulling your strings.

-That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!

It weren't Masood who upset you yesterday. It was him.

-Look, Zee, I just want to help...

-No!

He may not be perfect, he may sometimes make mistakes,

-say things he doesn't mean...

-There.

There it is. The excuses.

Come on, Zee. It's a skip and a jump from, "He's not perfect,"

to, "He always says sorry afterwards."

Yeah?

I've heard it all before. Cos I've said it too.

I've been there, remember?

So that's what this is about, then, isn't it?

Well, I'm sorry, Denise, but I can't make your life any better

by pretending to be some poor abused little woman.

Yusef and I are equals.

We respect each other. We want the same things.

-But you wouldn't understand that because you have never had it.

-I did have it. With Kevin.

Kevin's dead! Owen was a violent drunk. Lucas... Let's not even go there, shall we?

It's not Yusef's fault that you have failed as a wife.

I'm sorry, Denise.

You have been through some terrible things

but I would never, EVER be so weak, or so feeble,

as to let it happen to me.

And you have got to accept that.

I'll leave you to get married, then.

-Yes. You do that.

-Yes, I will do that.

And maybe I have read too much into things

and maybe some of this is about me...

..but you be absolutely sure -

SURE - that this is what you want, Zee.

-OI!

-Come here!

-Oi!

-You?

-It wasn't me! I swear!

They paid me. Said I had to pick up a bag or something.

Who did, eh? Who? I want a name! Who?

Well, Denise has gone.

So...where's Mum?

What? You expecting a delivery?

Dunno what you're talking about.

Me and Liam was just going to hang out, weren't we, Liam?

-Whatever he's told you, he's lying.

-We'll forget about you being greedy.

-All I want is the file.

-What?

-The file. Where is it?

-All right. Steady, Phil.

-I don't know about any file.

-What's happening?

-Where is it?!

-SHE SCREAMS

-Lola!

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