09/12/2011 EastEnders

Lo? Lola?

Lo?

Well, don't just stand there, call an ambulance!

-If you'll excuse me a moment?

-Of course.

Yes, I know that.

Listen, all I'm asking for is a little bit more time.

Well, thanks very much for your understanding.

Hello, Pat.

You winning or losing the battle today?

Tanya finally seen sense, has she?

-No, I just fancied a change of scene, that's all.

-Right.

Well, the Tube station's that way.

You gave me quite a fright, running off like that.

I'm sorry.

Are you going to tell me what Denise said to you?

No.

It doesn't matter now.

So now what?

Now we go and get married.

That is still what you want?

Perhaps we should just reschedule.

Syed and I are flying to Pakistan tonight.

We really should go and open up the restaurant.

No, let's just wait a little bit longer.

Sorry about that.

But we're ready to proceed now.

Mum, are you OK?

I'm fine.

Let's continue, shall we?

She is going to be all right? She's pregnant. The baby'll be all right, won't it?

-Where's the file?

-This can wait.

-I know she's been sending me all this stuff!

-Back off! It wasn't her.

Well, how did she know about it, eh?

-Because I told her.

-You did what?!

-You happy now?

Do I look happy?

She could have died cos of you.

-Where you going?

-To the hospital.

Stay calm.

Yeah. Yeah, this is me, calm.

-So you weren't invited to your boss's wedding?

-Oh, no. It's just a small family affair.

It's a bit rushed though, innit? Hey, you don't suppose Zainab is, um...?

I shouldn't think so. I don't think they go in for all that.

Not before they're married, anyway.

Mind you, I did have a feeling.

And that is another eligible bachelor crossed off the list.

You actually have a list?

That's very organised.

Maybe I should have a list.

Maybe you should have a tarot reading.

I don't think so.

I mean, your palm reading wasn't very successful, was it?

Me and Norman? Didn't really work out.

You've got to keep the faith, Jean.

And what about you, Kim?

Do you fancy seeing what the cards have in store for you?

Well, if it helps get me a man, count me in.

And marriage is a joyful union.

A union of two hearts...

two bodies, two minds,

two spirits...

and two families.

Entwined forever in the service of Allah.

And, as such, it must be entered into freely

and without force.

And so I ask you, Yusef,

do you enter into this marriage of your own free will?

I do.

And Zainab,

do you enter into this marriage of your own free will?

I do.

Yeah, vodka and tonic, please, Jean. Make it a double.

All right, sis, fancy a bit of tarot?

What's wrong?

What happened to staying calm?

You ain't going to find anything in here.

Lola was probably chancing her arm

so she could get her hands on some cash.

Billy ain't off the hook yet, all right?

Oh, yeah. Billy Mitchell - criminal mastermind.

Whoever's behind this is still out there, whispering into the Old Bill's earhole.

Well, they're wasting their time, because the Old Bill ain't got anything on you!

That should be the least of your worries.

What if Lola loses the baby?

You better pray that she keeps shtoom.

The last thing you need is an assault charge.

So you just burst in there all guns blazing?

Mate, I would have loved to have seen the look on old Ma Masood's face!

It ain't funny, Kim.

No, no.

But it is just a little bit funny.

But I've just made a complete fool of myself.

No, you were just looking out for your mate.

Even if she doesn't deserve it.

Yeah, but maybe Zainab's right. Maybe I just see what I want to see.

Maybe I've let what's happened to me in my past cloud my judgement

and I've just, you know, jumped to the wrong conclusions.

And maybe there is just the tiniest little bit of me

that was...

jealous of Zainab getting the man.

Please. Marriage is way over-rated, if you ask me.

And how would you know?

Well, obviously, I don't have your illustrious track record.

But I do know a thing or two.

And your problem is you dwell too much on the past.

-Oh, is that right?

-Yes, it is. You need to look towards the future.

That's what you need to do.

Here, Rosie, we need to set another place at the table.

-Oh...

-Yeah, it'll be all right.

-How is she?

-Don't know. She's having a CT Scan.

They think she might have brain damage?

They'd have to find it first.

-Lo, you all right, darling?

-Take more than a bang on the head to dent this skull.

It must be pretty thick to think blackmailing Phil was a good idea!

Yeah, yeah, we'll talk about that later, eh?

-How's the baby?

-There's no cause for concern.

Did you give her one of those scan things?

No need at this stage.

Lola hasn't displayed any symptoms to suggest that the baby's come to any harm.

That's all right, innit?

Mr William Mitchell?

Hayley Roberts, Children's Services.

Aye-aye, I know that look.

Someone's about to get a tongue-lashing. Mind if I tag along?

-Free country.

-Oh, lovely, be just like old times.

Except I can fight my own battles now, thanks, Derek.

-Well, how long's he going to be?

-I dunno. Not long. Why?

What's the urgency?

Oi! You get a kick out of terrorising young kids, do you?

Yeah, when they try and screw over my family, I do.

-Liam is 12 years old!

-He's old enough to know better then!

Like Lola(?) Yeah, blackmailing her own family.

-Shining example!

-How is Bianca? She still enjoying prison life?

Oi, oi! Judging by all the Old Bill buzzing round here,

word is your old man'll soon be back inside. You want to think about that.

If you want to keep your job,

I suggest that you and Lurch here keep your noses out of my business.

I think that calls for a drink. You'll join us, Pat?

When hell freezes over.

They're not a very friendly lot round here, are they? Come on, sis.

No, I've got the kids' tea to sort out.

Oh, come on, you can spare your...

Hold on, I know what you need.

Come on, come with me. Come on.

And then she slipped and hit her head.

I see.

So, that's us all done, yeah?

I just need to corroborate your version of events with Lola, obviously.

Obviously.

But that might be a bit tricky at the moment.

She's out sparko.

-I was led to believe Lola's injuries weren't that serious.

-Yeah, well, she's sleeping.

Yeah, she was told she needed total rest, so...

I'll still need to speak to her.

Yeah, yeah, course. Soon as she wakes up, yeah.

-OK, well, I'll let her get some rest and I'll pop back later.

-OK.

Felt good, didn't it, eh,

seeing off old hatchet-face together?

Yeah, just as long as it don't cost me my job.

No, they're all talk, that mob.

House of cards waiting to fall.

And let me guess, you're going to bring them tumbling down.

You know, you're right - you can look after yourself these days.

Yeah, I've had a lot of practice over the years, Derek.

Well, Max and Jack could never be relied on, could they?

Still, must have been a comfort having them around

when your Billie died.

Don't pretend that you care.

Oi, you're my little sister. Nothing changes that.

Not even marrying someone with the wrong skin colour?

Like I said, the nick changes a man.

Oh, right, so you're a reformed character now, are you?

No. I'm still rotten to the core.

But that doesn't mean to say I don't regret some of the things I did back then.

Some of the things I said.

I...I better go, get the kids their tea.

Ain't got room for one more, have you?

-Oh, yeah, I'm sure Pat would love that!

-I'll do the washing up.

Come on, then, just don't get in her way.

Now, don't forget, if the Social ask, you just slipped and fell, right?

Yeah.

Looks like I've had a wasted journey.

She's fine... in case you were wondering.

Well, that's good.

But you've obviously got your story straight, so no harm done.

No harm done?!

We've had Social Services round here, asking questions.

If she hadn't tried it on, this wouldn't have happened!

If they try and take her baby away cos of this, right,

-don't expect me to cover for you!

-You got a death wish, Billy?

-You think I'm scared of you?

-No. I KNOW you are.

-Don't push me!

Why, what you going to do, Billy, eh?

I know stuff about you, remember.

Is that right? Maybe YOU'VE been sending me this stuff all along.

-You're losing the plot!

-It'd be just like you!

-You little coward!

-Anything happens to Lola and that baby, you'll see how much of a coward I am!

-You're a joke.

If all she's got is you, won't be long before she's back in care where she belongs!

-Oi!

-Come on, then!

Oi, oi, oi! What's going on?

Don't push your luck, Billy - do you hear me?

I didn't mean to land you in it with Phil.

Don't go pulling any more strokes like that, OK?

But what would you have done if he'd have hit you?

Gone down like a sack of spuds, probably.

Right, come on, mischief. Let's get you home.

All right.

-Lo? Lo, what's the matter?

-I'm feeling funny.

Nurse! Nurse!

< TV ON

< GROWLING

All right, Pat?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I happen to be watching a very interesting documentary

about the snow leopard.

-But if you want to watch something else, feel free.

-Out!

-Carol said...

-This is my house and I want you out now.

-Why don't we see what she's got to say about that?

-She's just popped round the shops. She'll be back in a minute.

-Out!

You see, I think she quite likes the idea of having her big brother around.

D'you want a beer?

< GROWLING

I never did like staying here anyway.

Fine. Well, you can get back in the gutter where you belong.

Oh, yeah? Yeah?

Yeah, and where do you belong, Pat, eh?

On some street corner in the pouring rain

with the wind biting at your dignity.

Don't you dare try and take the moral high ground over me!

Look at you. Desperately trying to paint the veneer of middle-class respectability.

But you scratch the surface and what do you get? I'll tell you.

You get a cheap, lonely, dried-up old whore with delusions of grandeur.

And what do you get if you scratch beneath YOUR surface?

-More than you could handle, love.

-I've seen off worse than you before.

-And I'll do it again. Now scram!

-Oh, yeah?

-Did you say he could stay?

-What?

No.

He's my brother, Pat.

And this is my house.

I won't have vile scum like that under my roof.

You've had your differences, but he's trying to...

Oh, let me guess.

He said he's changed. Turned over a new leaf.

Regrets past mistakes.

And you believed him.

Well, more fool you.

Ain't my lucky day, is it, eh?

SHE HUMS

She all right?

Ssh!

She's channelling.

Tarot...

is about the past, the present...

and the future.

Yeah, well, we're here to focus on the future.

First draw your court card.

OK.

-The Queen of Pentacles.

-Is she the kick-ass mama of the pack?

Actually quite the opposite.

She's the homemaker.

DENISE GIGGLES

I don't think you've tuned in properly yet.

You had to push it, didn't you? Telling Pat that I'd said you could stay!

I didn't! She just got the...

-You went into battle for me though, didn't you, eh?

-God knows why.

So you've outstayed your welcome at Max's?

That Tanya is a very unwelcoming woman.

-So what now?

-Dunno.

-Go wherever my old motor will take me, I suppose.

-What, you're leaving?

-Nothing to stay here for, is there?

-Why don't you check into the bed and breakfast for a couple of nights?

-Nah.

I think I'd better move on, don't you?

As if I ain't got enough with Carol Jackson on my back,

then I come to the hospital and see you about to clump Billy!

Billy deserves it, shooting his mouth off. And who cares what Carol Jackson thinks?

I do. And so should you. You can't have people round here thinking they can get the better of you.

-So less of the Rambo act, eh?

-What am I supposed to do?

Take up knitting, while whoever's out there to get me decides what their next move is?

-If it isn't Walford's answer to Bonnie and Clyde.

-What do you want?

This anonymous little voice in my head told me it would be a good idea to do a spot of gardening.

And lo and behold,

we uncovered a load of watches and money from the local allotments.

It's amazing what you can find, innit, when you dig deep enough.

And are my prints on any of this gear?

You want to give up gardening, mate. And take up fishing.

Ah, the horny devil.

Now we're talking.

Actually, combined with the three of cups,

this card represents...

-someone who's not happy with their life.

-Who says I'm not happy?!

The cards, apparently.

Not being funny, Rose, but you want to take these cards back and get a refund.

Because I am the Mayoress of Happy Town, cos I can do what I want,

when I want, with who I want.

So you don't want to settle down, then?

Kimberley Fox does not settle.

-Have kids one day?

-Who wants to have kids to tie them down?

All the stress and no reward.

-Do me a favour, cut it out.

-So what DO you want?

-It's simple.

Hold on, I've got it.

It involves a night with George Clooney, a large sum of money, oh...

and chocolate.

You know me too well.

You're lucky. They wouldn't normally scan you at this stage.

She is going to be all right, yeah?

It looks like everything's fine.

Although we will need Lola to come back for her regular scan in a few weeks.

The baby's all right, yeah?

It's fine.

Thank you.

Oh, Lo!

You had me worried there.

I guess I never realised how much it meant to me until now.

Mind you, it looks a bit funny at the minute.

Yeah, you give it a couple of weeks, though.

It'll have eyes,

little hands, little feet...

everything.

It's amazing, watching them grow.

And then when they're born

and you hold them for the first time,

you just know...

that from that moment on,

you'll do anything to keep them safe.

Anything.

But they won't try and take it away from me, will they? Or put me back in care?

No, just you let them try.

You're going soft, you.

Yeah.

You're all right.

And I love you.

Mind you, if anyone asks, I'll deny it, you know.

Yeah...

I know.

As I prepare the cards,

I want you all to think of an important question that you need to know the answer of.

The Knight Of Cups.

What's that all about, then?

That means a new love is on its way...

very soon.

For who?

Well, it's obvious, innit?

Yeah.

BOTH: Me!

You put on quite a show back there.

Well, Derek's gone now.

So I hope you're happy.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Good riddance, I say.

You never used to be so unforgiving, Pat.

-And you never used to be so stupid.

-What?

Look, I know he's not a saint, but he is my brother.

Are you some sort of moron or something?!

He treated you and Alan like dirt and he nearly killed David!

-What's the matter? Are you all right?

-Just leave me alone!

Is there something you're not telling me?

Simon got himself into a spot of financial bother in New Zealand.

So I took a out a loan to help him out.

Now he can't pay the money back to me and I've...

I've missed the repayment on the loan.

Well, talk to the bank. I'm sure they'll give you a bit more time.

The loan ain't with a bank.

I'm sure there's something we can do.

I was going to try Phil, only you barged in, all guns blazing.

Right. I'll call Ricky. I'm sure he can send some money over.

Carol, we're not talking a couple of hundred quid here.

What?

I could lose the house.

I could lose everything.

It's been quite a day.

Yes, it has.

It's a shame the children all had to rush off like that.

Oh, I don't know. The peace and quiet makes a welcome change.

And thank you.

-What for?

-For looking so beautiful.

For agreeing to be my wife. For making me so happy.

You know, there were times when I thought this day would never come.

But it did.

And it felt like we were those two teenagers back in Pakistan again.

-I'll make us some food.

-Maybe we could eat later.

It is our wedding night, after all.

Yes. Of course.

Shall we, Mrs Khan?

Nearly home.

Here, fancy a bit of fish and chips?

-Oh, yeah.

-Here, mate, pull in on the right here.

-Cod and chips, yeah?

-Yeah.

And a saveloy. And a gherkin.

-Fall didn't damage your appetite then?

-I'm eating for two now, ain't I?

All right, Phil? >

-Sorry about earlier.

-Listen, forget about it, all right?

Doing a bit more fishing? They do a lovely bit of cod in there.

William Mitchell, I'm arresting you on suspicion of possessing stolen goods.

You've got the wrong bloke!

-What?

-What you talking about?

-Your fingerprints suggest otherwise.

-No, you can't!

-Don't worry, Lo. Everything will be all right.

I'm going to swing for the person who's done this. Tearing this family apart.

Well, it ain't Billy this nutter's after, is it?

It's me.

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