05/01/2012 EastEnders

You definitely ain't seen a note laying around?

No, it's a letter, Bianca. No, it's not from Mandy, it's from my dad.

-Cheers, Patrick.

-Oh, no, no, no. On the house.

You sure? There's loads here.

No, Pat would want somebody to look after you.

I thought Shirley made it clear. I want these cleared away. Destroyed. Never to be seen again.

-I'm sure that's the last of them.

-I'm telling you to make sure.

-Phil...

-What?

-Look, it's not my problem.

I can make it your problem, now do as you're told, shut up shop, and get hold of that stupid cow, Denise.

-Look at big strong Daddy!

-We need to make some more phone calls, find more retailers we can supply to.

He'll be a big businessman and make everything fabulous. You'll have everything you want.

-Stop filling her head with that.

-She doesn't understand.

It's still pressure.

We're in a thriving market. London will never go out of fashion.

-All the same, I'm thinking along the lines of trying to get hold of a market stall.

-What?

Well, then we've got two outlets, you know, traders and the public.

-Have you seen the people on the market stalls?

-Well, yeah. And?

Their skin is all wrinkled and weather beaten.

That is so not me, old before my time.

-Yeah, well, I happen to like the old sailor look.

-What? Christian?

Where are you going?

-To get a coffee.

-Wait up, we'll come.

-I'll only be five minutes.

-And we can talk stall.

-We just did.

-I still need convincing.

Besides, it's quite nice us three just hanging out.

Sorry about Jane bailing on us last night.

I'm not.

I take it your brother didn't mind then.

I told him three's a crowd...

Take the day off. >

Morning.

Morning.

Go on, we could do something together.

-I can't, I'm way behind after going to see Tam.

-I never get to see you.

Why couldn't I come to the hospital yesterday?

-He doesn't want too many people around him.

-He is my brother. I love him as much as you do.

I'll tell you what, why don't I show you the boxing gym.

Isn't that the waiter from last night?

Is it? No idea.

He looks happy.

Does he?

Morning.

It's called the Queen Vic, on the corner, opposite the market. You can't miss us.

Thank you.

I tell you what, I'll have a chat with Mrs Moon

and then I shall ring back to confirm.

Lovely, thank you. Bye-bye.

Have a chat with Mrs Moon about what?

You around today?

-I'm always around.

-Good.

-Right, and?

-Well... Cheers, mate! I'll be with you soon, all right, thanks.

-See ya.

That was the marriage guidance org...

Hold on, just hear me out, OK?

They're apologising for the no show yesterday and are sending someone round today, OK?

I thought we weren't going to bother. Like yesterday was a sign.

Well, think of today as a second sign, which cancels the first sign.

-Alfie, do I have to do this?

-Kat, you want this as much as I do, don't you?

We need to get the old magic back. Am I right? Yes, am I right?

Course I'm right.

Right, let me go and square up with the bloke.

Your nana Pat, she always put too much sugar on it when I was a kid.

I used to love it.

Granddad?

Yes?

I've decided I've forgiven you for running out on Grandma Carol.

-Oh, right, thank you.

-You need a friend when you're sad.

-I'm OK.

-No, you're not.

We're sad too. That's how we know.

When will it go away, feeling this sad?

One day.

Yeah, you'll think of Nana Pat and it'll change from making you feel sad to making you smile.

That happen with Billie?

Yeah, you know all I've got is good thoughts now.

-Can I go and watch telly?

-Yeah, course you can. Don't make a mess.

Ah.

-So, what's happening with Ricky and Bianca?

-Oh, I don't know.

-You said you would tell me.

-I was just shutting you up, wasn't I?

It wasn't really the right time. They ain't getting on though.

So, find the letter, did ya?

It was me dad's, all right? Ask Janine.

-Actually, no, don't ask Janine. It was in my back pocket.

-Yeah, I'll bet.

-Patrick gave us all this stuff for free.

-Now there's a sweet man.

Write that down, did ya?

-What?

-I never said anything.

Who is she?

-What?

-Who is she?

Has Ricky? Bianca? Bianca?!

-Just forget it, all right.

-Who was it?

I'll go and ask Ricky.

Oh, no, just stop. Just stop! Shut the door.

Go on.

-It was Mandy...

-I'll kill her.

-I'll kill him first!

-Just stop it! Just stop it, both of you, I just can't deal with this right now...

I've never liked that bloke, never.

Come here. No-one does that to my daughter, no-one.

What is it with you men? Come here, darling.

-Hello, again.

-That seat's taken.

-Is now.

-I meant that...

-I was going to play this cool, but who am I kidding?

In my whole life, I have never seen anyone as beautiful as you.

I'm sure you have, once or twice.

You know, it's like there's a big light coming down from the sky and it's just landed on you.

OK, first line was good, second line was a bit cheesy.

-How about I take your number?

-Excuse me? I'm a married woman.

-You are going to waste.

-Anthony, that was so not a good chat up line.

That wasn't a line.

Cos someone like you, someone as lovely as you, deserves better.

-Syed's...

-Right here.

Hello, mate, you all right? Just keeping your seat warm, that's all.

Sorry...

What did he want?

-Me.

-And?

-Sy...

-I was just asking. I'd better get off.

-Where to this time?

-It's just one of those days.

One of those days where we break the rules and hang out for the hell of it.

Maybe some other time, yeah. Bye.

Where are you going? Your daughter needs you.

Well, you were doing fine on your own.

Anyway, you made me feel like I wasn't needed.

Always running away, that's your first instinct, isn't it, eh?

-Nothing changes, does it?

-I'm no good at all that stuff.

You know that. It's never been my strong point.

Yeah, we could write a book the amount of people you bail on.

That's it, Carol. Go low. Don't mind me.

It came out wrong...

Always does with you, don't it?

DOOR SLAMS

A simple hello would've done it.

-You're Pat's son, aren't you?

-David. Yeah.

Hi. Cos you sort of look a bit like her.

-Hopefully you mean a younger version.

-Yes, no...maybe not.

Thanks very much.

I'm Roxy. And they're from my sister as well.

-There's a little note in there.

-Oh, there's two of you, is there?

Yeah. Yeah, she's not around at the moment.

That make you lonely?

Anyway... I'll pop these in a vase.

Thanks.

Right, that car was running earlier and now it ain't.

Got any ideas? Ben?

-Well, engine's rubbish?

-Spot on. You're learning already. I think it might be the distributor.

Now my mate runs that scrap yard down Mile End Road,

go in there, tell him I sent you.

If you can get him down on price, you can keep the difference.

Result.

-So, can you fix it though?

-Lads?

-No problems.

-In our sleep.

Well, come on then, what are you waiting for?

-See ya.

-See ya later.

-Denise? Denise?

-Yeah?

I, erm... I owe you an apology.

Sorry?

-What's this?

-Read it.

Call the police.

This suit all right? You didn't give me a lot of time.

Yeah, nice bit of smart. Where's your tie, though?

-In my pocket.

-Right.

-It was in someone else's until I dipped my hand.

-There's a surprise. So you know what you're doing?

-Not really.

-No?

This says you do.

-But what do I say?

-It's very simple. You'll sit with Mrs Moon,

I'm going to sneak off, you'll be on your own with her.

And while you're alone I don't want you flirting and telling her she's beautiful! She is the sort.

-I am reformed, Alfie, trust me.

-All right, whatever. Come on.

You dirty little dog.

You what?

Apparently you've got a little bird on the go. Mandy.

-Look, I don't need this right now, all right?

-Right, out. Clear off.

-What?

-Get out.

-Says who?

-Out.

-You? The man who's cheated on every bird he's been with?

-This ain't about me this time.

-David?

-He's going.

-Wait a sec!

-Get off me!

-You wanted me to get involved, this is me getting involved.

-Why are you still here? No-one does that to my daughter!

-Get off me!

It's not your call! What about the kids? They're upset enough as it is.

-We're all upset, love!

-Which is why we don't need Ricky making it ten times worse.

-They've got us now.

-He is not going anywhere.

-Well, more fool you.

-You are not going to let him stay?!

No, what I need right now is for you and you just to butt out!

You get that?

Don't make yourself too comfortable. See, when you don't run off you make a difference.

Do I?

Yeah, you do to me.

You'll have this one-to-one and let her do a bit of the old chat. Hello, mate.

Have a bit of chat, cos she loves to talk, right.

Then, you look her straight in the eye and you say to her, you say,

"Mrs Moon, you do not have a pro..." All right?

Listen, you say, "Mrs Moon, you do not have a problem.

"In fact, thinking about it, Mrs Moon, I think your marriage is magical."

-See what I'm doing there? And that's the magic word, OK? Magical.

-Magical.

-Got it, got it!

-Cos people have to hear it from others about how well they're doing.

-And that's it?

-That's it.

-Why am I telling her this?

That's not important, Gerry. Just remember the magic word is what? Say it with me...

BOTH: Magical.

Come on, let's go.

You will try and keep Pat out of this?

-Yeah, course. It's Phil I'm after.

-It's about the police now, leave it up to them.

Yeah, I know that. I'm going to take this to them in person. I'm not going to leave until someone reads it.

This is it, got him!

Yeah, I think she's here somewhere. Kat, where are...

Oh, there's my sweetness. Kat, this is Gerry. The marriage man.

Pleased to meet you, Mrs Moon.

There we go. Lovely.

-So, we're all ready now. We're all yours.

-Yes, right...

Well, I'd like to start, if I may, with a few questions

and I'll be taking some notes, if that's all right.

-Yeah, that's all good. You're happy with that, aren't you?

-Yeah. Can't wait.

-Lovely.

MUSIC PLAYS

ENGINE CHOKES

ENGINE STARTS

What you doing?!

You get the picture now? You seeing where we stand, yeah?

Listen, if this is about Kevin, Shirley said it was all sorted.

-No. No, we've gone way beyond that now.

-What are you talking about?

Do you remember Lucas?

Owen?

Yusef?

You wouldn't believe what they did to me. Where they left me, with nothing.

No, I wouldn't!

No, I wouldn't if I was you. I've got nothing to lose!

You'll get done for this.

No. You are the one that's getting done. The best you're going to face is life.

What's this? More threats? Eh?!

Cos you know what, I'm getting sick of this.

I keep getting calls and stuff telling me what I'm supposed to have done.

But none of what you're doing is new. And more than that, none of it's even true.

Tell that to the homeless kid.

Eh?

Died in a fire.

-That jog your memory?

-Who told you about that?

-That ain't all. There's that Stella.

-What's she got to do with this?

-I can see you two up on that roof.

I never touched Stella, all right?

Look at you, you've gone pale.

-Whatever you've heard, it's all lies.

-People, they die all round you, Phil. You're racking them up.

In fact, you're running neck and neck with Lucas.

Just listen to me, all right?

Someone is trying to make a mug of you. They're feeding you lies and stuff. You don't want to do this.

I can see it all. Stella hurt Ben.

It makes sense you'd go after her.

Big, brave dad. You're sticking up for your wimp of a kid.

-Nobody touches my boy.

-No.

-You had to make her pay.

-Stella jumped off of that roof.

Jumped...or pushed?

SHE REVS ENGINE

No! Don't hurt him, please don't hurt him! He didn't do anything, I swear to you!

Please...

You OK, Dad?

Yeah, I'm all right.

I'll be mother.

And what would you say are your best qualities, as a couple?

-Well, we're soul mates, aren't we?

-Mhm.

-Born to be together. He's my wind and I'm his rain.

-Wind and rain?

You know what I mean.

And...what first attracted you to Alfie?

-Loads of things.

-There must've been something in particular.

There's a whole list of things.

You know, my dazzling smile, my commanding presence, my raw machismo, my amazing dress sense.

Yeah, all of them(!)

And is the attraction still there?

Yeah. It's never left.

-Alfie?

-Oh, yeah, just coming, Trace.

You said this was important.

Yeah, I know, I'll just be ten minutes.

-But, it's all happening, innit? We're getting back on track.

-Yep.

-Lovely.

He's a very, very lucky man.

Do you reckon, do you?

Hey, Tracey, your timing was spot on, well done, darling.

I don't know what it is, I'm not feeling the New Year's vibe at all.

-We should be on like our fifth day partying straight by now.

-Who says I ain't been partying?

Yeah, right. You know what? There's no men anywhere.

Maybe for you.

Have you met someone?

He ain't Mr Wonderful but it still makes me one up on you.

You've been dragging your heels, Roxy Mitchell.

Double whisky, please.

What do you reckon of him?

What, Old Father Time? Not my type.

Which is exactly what I wanted to hear. Because I'm about to even the score.

-Babe, not him. He's in mourning, poor bloke.

-And I'm going to cheer him up.

-In response to your earlier enquiry.

-Yeah?

Yes, I'm lonely.

-No offence but I'm meeting someone.

-Oh, look, is that mistletoe?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You're going to put up a fight, are you?

-I'm just saying, that's all...

-Yeah? Well, you said it all before and I got the message.

Cheers, mate.

Well, do you need to go to hospital or anything?

No, no. I'm all right.

Do we tell anyone?

Nothing happened.

But what she said?

Was just more of nothing. I never touched Stella.

-Yeah. I know that.

-Well, I could've though, for what she did to you.

Evil cow deserved everything she got.

Anyway. Stella's long gone, isn't she? Barely even history.

Shame Denise don't think that.

Listen. Denise is a nutter, all right?

She's been beaten up, tied up, who knows what. There's not a sensible thought left in her head.

-Yeah, but if she's going about stirring...

-She won't. She won't.

Besides, I'm hardly likely to slap down some nutty bird, am I?

I've got standards.

Like I said...

Yeah, it's nothing.

Denise? What did they say?

Mmm?

The police.

The police?

Please, tell me you went to see them...

Maybe we should wait for Alfie...

No, thanks.

We don't click any more.

We can't.

Not while he looks at me the way that he does.

What do you mean by that exactly?

When you look at me, what do you see? Be honest.

A very attractive woman.

No, you see a slapper. A tart. A bit of easy. Yeah?

Alfie, was the one man, the only man,

that looked at me like I was a princess.

He'd put a crown on my head if he could.

To be fair, you know,

he does look at you like he's the happiest man in the world.

It's, erm...

magical.

How tight is this dress? How low-cut is this dress?

-You knew what I was as soon as you walked into the room.

-No, I swear...

I'm going to be buried in a boob tube, yeah, I just know it.

And Alfie won't be around because he'll have found a proper princess by then.

So, if you want to do something useful, yeah,

you go downstairs and you tell him it's over.

I knew you'd come to your senses.

Didn't know you had my number, though.

We women have our ways.

Why don't you sit here?

If you insist.

-Where's your kid then?

-Oh, she's at her grandparents'.

So you're free then? You fancy doing something?

Going somewhere?

Syed!

I thought you said it was urgent?

Seriously, mate, have you got like a radar or something?

What are you doing?!

-Well?

-Yeah, uh, it was different.

-OK. Right, but you put her right though, yeah?

-Actually, it's...

-Did she get emotional?

-Yeah, loads, loads...

-But, the magic is back though, yeah?

You told her I was great, that everything's great?

Good man! You've got yourself a little Alfie bonus.

Give my love to your sister, all right? Talk soon.

MUSIC PLAYS: # ..to be mad with anyone

# It's not unusual to be sad with anyone

# But if I ever find that you've changed at any time

# It's not unusual to find out I'm in love with you

# Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh... #

Let's go upstairs.

I really shouldn't be doing this.

Why? Your mystery date didn't even show, did she?

What?

As much as I want to...

-No, I can't.

-What?

-I can't.

Wha...?

DOOR SLAMS

You took your time.

Have a good morning?

Yeah, yeah.

Ben's turned out to be a great help.

What were you thinking?

I was thinking I wouldn't mind kissing my husband.

It's not illegal.

I am not your...

Look, don't hang up.

'I need to see you.

'Listen, please.

'Christian, I can't go another second without you.'

-Just listen, please...

-Syed!

BANGING

-Argh!

-What happened?

Oh, my ankle...

Argh...

This...

This proves that Phil Mitchell is a murderer.

And there's more.

I know he killed a woman. Stella Crawford.

Thank you, Ms Fox. Thank you very much indeed.

I'll take it from here.

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