13/01/2012 EastEnders

Aye, aye. What have you got there? Budge up. Show us.

That's your mum.

Yeah, that's her all right. Look at her there.

Nana Pat gave me this from Clacton.

-You hang it in your car.

-Oh, yeah? That's nice.

-Lovely.

-You can have it if you like. Remember her by.

Thank you. That's very kind of you.

You're a little cracker, do you know that?

You're not too bad either, Grandad.

Tiff, what are you doing? You're not ready. Where's your cardigan?

-She's got it all here. Everything OK?

-Yeah, the kids are just doing me head in.

-You've got to look smart, Tiff, it's a funeral.

-Where's your mum?

-I ain't seen her all morning.

-I don't know.

I've got a houseful of kids to get ready. I can't chase her as well. Come on, kids!

-Straighten Liam's tie, will ya?

-Yeah. You look nice.

Right, it's here.

-Right, come on. Come on, get your coats.

-See you out there.

-Grab my coat, Liam.

-Come on.

-Carol?

-You OK?

-Yeah, I'm OK.

Well, we'd better go.

Thought any more about what I said?

Let's talk about it after the funeral, eh?

My bags are packed. They're in the car. All you've got to do is say yes.

Come on, shall we go?

I mean, who has a horse-drawn carriage these days, eh?

Well, I think it's nice. Shows how much they loved her.

-Where's your sister?

-Upstairs. She's in a right state.

Lauren! Lauren, come on, we're going to be late.

Why don't you think about giving it a miss?

Why would I want to do that?

Well, there was no love lost, was there?

No. That David Wicks is a problem that's got to be sorted out.

When they arrive, just stay out of Bianca's way.

-I don't want a scene.

-What do you think I am?

Please, just for Lucy?

CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS

Lucy!

-No, I'm going to wait out here.

-What?

-I can't go in there. I can't.

-It's all right, I'll stay with you.

-No, it would be rude. You go, I'll stay here.

-I'm all right.

-Sure? All right.

All right?

Please be seated.

Good afternoon, everyone. We have come here today

to remember before God our sister Patricia Louise Evans,

to give thanks for her life, to commit her body to be buried,

and to comfort one another in grief.

Patricia was a well respected and much loved member of the community.

She had many friends, but it was to her family that she dedicated her life,

and it is to them that we turn now.

Pat asked me to play some music for today.

It was one of her favourites, and my dad liked it as well.

I've known Pat all my life,

you know, since my mum died.

My dad and her, they got together when we were just kids.

You know, all of us.

Pat...

She was like a mother to us...

-(It's OK, it's OK).

-(Sorry.)

I think what Ricky was trying to say is that Pat wasn't our mum,

but she came into our lives and she did the best job

that she could do to be the mother that we didn't have any more.

We didn't always make it easy for her.

Well, I...I didn't always make it easy for her.

Me and her, oh, we had our ups and our downs,

but in those last moments,

those final few seconds, we just forgot all of that...

and we forgave each other.

She loved us so much, and we loved her.

I know that we're all really going to miss her.

I just can't help thinking how small he is.

A tiny little baby.

It's best...to not think about it.

Is that why you're here too, then, is it?

It's over, it's done with.

It's best that we just - all -

just put it behind us, yeah?

# Where it began

# I can't begin to know when

# But then I know it's growing strong

# Was in the spring

# And spring became the summer

# Who'd have believed you'd come along?... #

I seen Pat, 30 years old, dancing to this, going like the clappers.

No bloke in the room could take their eyes off her.

# ..Reachin' out

# Touchin' me

# Touchin' you

# Sweet Caroline

# Good times never seemed so good

# I've been inclined

# To believe they never would

# But now I Look at the night

# And it don't seem so lonely... #

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

We have but a short time to live.

Like a flower, we blossom and then wither.

Like a shadow, we flee and never stay.

In the midst of life, we are in death.

We have entrusted our sister Patricia to God's mercy,

and we now commit her body to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life

through our Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our frail bodies,

that they may be conformed to his glorious body.

-To him be glory for ever.

-I love you.

-Amen.

Bye, Mum.

I can't believe they're engaged. She's such a scrubber.

Gold-digger, more like. Did you hear that song?

No, Nan loved it.

She played it to me once, when I was really little.

Lucy, I'm going to be sick, move.

-Lauren?

-Lauren, what are you doing?!

I told you, didn't I? She's drunk.

Come on.

Sure you don't want to throw yourself in?

-Let's do this another time, shall we?

-Let's not.

-I've just buried my mother.

-I know,

and as fond as I was of the lovely lady,

that was your cue for a quick exit.

I don't want any trouble.

Well, that's what you've got. You have an hour before it gets dark.

-If you're not gone by then, you'll join her underground.

-What are you doing?

-Just chatting

-with your ex. He's been telling me of his travel plans.

-Come on, David.

-No, he's going. And you're not seeing him until he's gone.

-It's a bit late for that, Derek.

-What's this all about?

-We're together.

Oh. How lovely for you. And what am I supposed to do, eh? Am I supposed to stomach that, am I?

Am I supposed to stomach such a revolting sight?

I don't care what you do, Derek.

He tried to get me set up yesterday.

-He tried to get me sent back to prison.

-I don't care, all right?

-Oh, you don't care!

-I love him.

I know that hurts you, but I do, OK?

I've loved him since I was a kid, since I was 13.

I know it's not good or sensible or mature, but that's just how I feel.

He's just buried his mum, OK? And he's trying to change.

Can't you just let go of the past? Be my brother

-without trying to ruin everything?

-No, I can't.

I can't let that happen, not under my nose!

All right, you want him to go? He will go.

But I'm going to go with him, today.

-You're not going anywhere.

-Get off of me!

-Oi, bruv!

-Get off!

What do you think you're doing, eh?

Yeah, Jack, yeah. Yeah, Jack. You're right. You're right.

See, I have great respect for the dead.

I do. I do. You're going to see, David.

You'll see how much I respect a corpse.

All right, come on. Derek! Get away.

Away, now.

Did you mean what you said?

You will come away with me, tonight?

I'll do whatever you want. I just want to be with you.

Come on, let's get you inside.

-No, Mum. Mum, I'm just going to go to the wake.

-What?

-You're not going to the wake in that state.

-I just want one more drink.

What was that about earlier?

What?

That look, when she threw the petals in the grave?

Nothing. I didn't even notice.

You going to tell her, or shall I?

Maybe you should have a word. I'll go and pack.

What? You having second thoughts?

-No, no, no, no, course not. No, no.

-We're going to be OK, you know? We're going to work out.

-Of course we are.

-I'm going to grow old with you, you know.

I'm going to be this weird, crabby old lady, and I'm going to love you

for the rest of my life.

Don't be long.

I'm not having that bloke anywhere near our sister. Not anywhere. Not even in Timbuktu.

Are you mad? You've just thrown up over a gravestone.

Why don't you sweet-talk her? You might get a different result.

-That your technique, Max? With the ladies? Bit of the old silver tongue?

-Don't always hurt, Derek.

Lauren, have you no respect?

Pat's just been buried. There are some very upset people here.

-I'll cheer 'em up.

-I don't think so.

-Dad, I just want one more drink.

-You're not having one.

-What, am I under arrest now or what?

-Something like that.

-Oi, Luce.

Half an hour. My house. Bring a bottle, yeah?

Keep your claws off my bloke.

What's up with her?

-You know what Bianca's like. She'll pick a ruck with anyone.

-Darling, you got a sec? Bianca?

-David.

-Ian.

-No Simon?

No, no, he couldn't make it.

Bit strange, isn't it? Missing your own mum's funeral?

I think he had a problem getting a flight or something.

-Oh. Are you sure that was the problem?

-David?

-Or was it you?

-Excuse me.

Quite a spread.

Well, I said I'd cough up, and I have. Listen, I was going

to say a few words, but maybe you should do it.

No, no, no, not me.

You're her son, it's the least you can do.

I'll make sure everyone's tanked up. They'll probably be too drunk to notice how insincere you are.

Ladies and gentlemen, David would like to say a few words.

-So that's all sorted, like it never happened?

-Yeah, exactly.

I've put it behind me. If you and Ricky can't do the same thing,

-that's your problem.

-You know what your problem is? You're engaged to a cheap whore.

That's rich coming from you. It must run in your blood.

What is the matter with you? I'm nothing like her. I've got kids, a husband, and responsibilities.

-What, and she hasn't?

-What is she, what? Pushing 40?

She's never been married, never had a proper job.

-She's like some oversexed teenage scrubber that's never grown up.

-What about the baby?

-What baby?

-The one she had with Ricky. The one that died.

Little Tiffany, she gave me this earlier. To remember my mum by.

It's one of those things you get from the seaside, you know, you hang it in your car.

And it does...it reminds me of one of my earliest memories of my mum.

I was about five or six.

She was tucking me up in bed one night,

which is something that didn't happen very often.

And I wanted a story. I always wanted a story.

But she never knew any, because she was always in a hurry to....

..go downstairs and get out.

But this particular day, she'd taken my brother and I to the funfair,

and we'd been on a Ferris wheel. Finsbury Park, I think it was.

A day out, you know.

Anyway, she sat on the bed,

and she told me about this time she was on holiday

in Clacton, at Butlins. And she met a boy

called Frank, and she fell in love with him.

They had a little kiss under the stars, you know.

Anyway, he had a girlfriend who turned out to be Ricky and Janine's mum, as it goes.

Anyway, she said on the way home she sat on the sand,

and it was all dark, pitch black, you know.

And in the distance she could see these lights,

these twinkling lights.

And she said whenever she saw these lights,

it made her feel trembly and excited, you know.

Just the memory - just the memory of looking out to sea, you know,

the lights and her whole life ahead of her.

That was my mum. She was a romantic.

She had so many dreams,

and they were all just within her grasp.

They drifted away, but she never gave up.

She never gave up. Not on anything, not even on me.

In fact, the last time I saw her, she said to me,

"Stop running away.

"Grab what you love while you can, before it's too late."

Can I have a word?

No need to stand on ceremony.

Going to be missed. Ain't she?

Old Pat. I bet them little ones miss her already.

Imagine, hmm? Imagine how they're going to feel about you going.

Hmm? How are they going to feel about that?

I can't believe it. How could you lie to me? How could you!

I only found out myself yesterday. That was years ago!

We are over, Ricky. I mean it. And do not try and talk me out of it. I thought I could forgive,

for our kids, for our family.

I thought we could put it all behind us. I really did.

I thought we could, but we can't.

The whole thing. It's dead. It's gone.

Bianca, I love you.

-I only didn't tell you...

-What, because it was easy?

-No, because I didn't want to hurt you.

-I've got nothing to say to you.

-What's the matter, darling?

You were 14!

Yeah, and I was in love, Derek. I know I was foolish.

I admit that, but it was my choice. Why can't you just let it go?

Because it wasn't just you he messed with.

It was my life as well.

-What are you talking about?

-You remember Jackie, don't you, eh?

-Who?

-Jackie. You remember her.

I went with her for ages, when I was 17, 18.

Beautiful, she was. Lovely face,

gorgeous figure, like an angel.

She was the only woman I ever loved, yeah?

-Now you know.

-What has that got to do with David?

Because he, he, David Wicks,

he got inside my head. Got me believing things that I shouldn't.

Got me believing things that weren't even true.

Got me all riled up. Got me jealous.

Give me the green-eyed monster, got Jackie a slap. Or two.

She was devastated. She was appalled.

Her brothers weren't too pleased either. Stabbed me in the back.

Literally. Look, that - that's what I got from him.

That. He nearly killed me. I was in the hospital for weeks.

I nearly died. You came to see me with the old lady, you remember, eh?

Bag of grapes, worried look on your face.

14 years old.

Pretty as a picture. I can see it like it was yesterday.

He poisoned the only thing that was good in my life. So I don't forgive,

and I don't forget. It's not in my nature.

-That's why you hate David so much?

-He messed with you...

A girl who probably wouldn't even remember you now?

-A teenage crush?

-A crush? A crush?

I loved her!

Now, he goes, and you stay put.

That's not going to happen.

We are going now, and we're going today. Together.

What are you going to do? You going to hit me?

What are you doing? Get off!

Now, you can pack it again.

But if you do, I'll kill him.

He lied and cheated. He lied about something really awful.

Darling, listen. Bianca, listen to me. Look at me.

Ricky and me have never got on that well, I know.

But I'm telling you this. That boy loves you.

He adores you.

Whatever the toerag's done, just give him a second chance.

I don't think I can.

-Course you can.

-It's just...

It's just ruined...that feeling that I had, it's just gone.

Shh. Come on, come on.

Look at me, standing out here, feeling all sorry for myself.

This is Pat's day.

We shouldn't be talking about me.

-We should be thinking about her.

-Yeah.

What's the matter?

Nothing, nothing. Come on, let's get you cleaned up, get you back inside.

I know that look. Tell me.

It's - it's me, me and your mum.

-We're, um, you know...

-Really?

-You angry?

Well, no, course not. I mean, why would I be angry?

You're my mum and dad. I'd love you to get back together.

But as long as you, you know, just - just take it slow,

-see how it goes, yeah?

-Well, that's the thing, darling. We can't.

We've got to go. Away.

And we've got to go today.

What are you talking about?

It's a long story, darling, but I can't stick around.

Why not?

I just can't, OK?

What, so you're just going to go?

I don't have an option.

And you're just going to take my mum? Now?

Darling, it's up to her. I gave her the choice.

Choice? She gets back with her first love,

and then the next day he tells her he's got to go?

Well, she could have said no.

How could she do that? Don't you know what her life's been like, what she's been through?

-Yes, of course I do.

-No, I don't think you do. I don't think you do.

She lost her son.

You know, we found Billie -

we found him face down, dead on the sofa.

Shh, stop.

And then she just went off the rails.

You know, she just got with his mate, and then this older bloke.

That all went wrong. Listen, she seems like she's strong,

but she's not. She's fragile.

I know.

-You know, she nearly topped herself.

-I know.

Hey, come on. I know she's had a hard time.

I know she has, and I just want to make her happy.

-How are you going to do that?

-By giving her what she needs.

You've only been back here for two minutes.

You know, your mum's died.

Your relationship's broke up. I mean, what are you telling me,

that you're in a good way an' all?

-I'm OK.

-No, you're not.

-I'm OK.

-No, you're not!

What do you want me to say, darling? What do you want me to do?

Stick around here and play Grandad?

But I thought you loved my kids.

I do. I do. They're like...

they're like lovely little surprises that I never expected,

but I can't stick around here.

You're 100% sure this ain't just some infatuation?

You sure you're not trying to make up for something that happened?

You're absolutely sure that you can make her happy, day after day,

year after year?

This is real, is it? This is permanent?

Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

You think so?! You can't change your mind, Dad.

Can't give it a week and then realise that she's -

she's a 50-year-old woman now. She's got no career,

no money, loads of hang-ups.

She's - you'll see her in the corner crying one night, you'll run a mile!

She's giving up all this. Her family.

Her kids, her grandkids.

Yeah.

All the things she loves the best.

You're 100% that you're never going to let her down?

Never ever?

MOBILE RINGS

Are you sure you can do that?

It's your mum.

David. It's me. Yeah, we've got to go now.

No, no, no, don't come here.

Park up Bridge Street, OK? I'll see you in five.

Listen, maybe you should go home, talk to your mum.

Are you really just going to go?

I'm sorry.

I'm really going to miss you.

-She wouldn't even listen to me.

-Were you nice?

I was as sweet as pie. She wasn't having it. Got her bags packed, and ready for the off.

So what now?

-Meet me round the Arches in ten minutes.

-The Arches?

You don't want to do him in here, do ya? Arches, ten minutes. Bring Max.

Go on, get in there.

You're going to stay in there till you sober up.

No! No way. You ain't got no right. I'm an adult.

Oh, yeah, you look like it.

Well, I'll just climb out of the window, then.

-Yes, we're 20 foot up, Lauren.

-Well, then, I'll fly, then.

-Lauren, are what you doing? Come here. Lauren!

-Lauren! Lauren!

MOBILE RINGS

-What are you going to do, chain me to the bed?

-What has got into you?

-What? All right, I'll be right there.

-I told you. She's out of control.

-I've got to go.

-What?!

It's Jack. I'll explain in a bit, all right. Just hold the fort.

-Max, you can't just...

-I'll be back, all right?

Why don't you go downstairs and leave this to me?

I've dealt with one or two drunks in my time.

It's fine, thanks, Mum. I can manage. Right you, come on. Come on, get in bed.

-Aw, are you putting me to bed?

-Yes, I'm putting you to bed.

You going to give me a cuddle?

Like you used to when I was little, is that what you're going to do?

Yes, if I have to.

He's told you.

MOBILE RINGS

-Yes.

-'It's me, Michael. I've got to talk to you.'

-Forget it.

-'No, listen, it's Derek. He's got Carol. He made me help...'

-Where are you?

-'The Arches. Get over here, now!'

Oh, Ricky, don't be sad.

Come here. Come on.

-Pat wouldn't want you crying. She'd want you to be having fun.

-Yeah.

-We can do that for her, can't we?

-Yeah.

-Dad, where's Mum? My bow came out.

(Michael?)

Michael?

Well, well, well, well, well. Here we are again.

Just like old times, eh, David?

Eh? Me and the lads.

You being too thick to get the message.

You know, I bet you can remember

exactly how much it hurt, that last beating I gave you.

He warned you, didn't he?

-You mess with our sister, you're messing with us.

-Get in your motor and go. No-one needs to get hurt.

No, I think it's too late for that.

I think what he needs is a little lesson. What he needs

is something to remember me by.

Whoa, Derek...

Hold him.

Hold him still. Hold him. Come on, David,

-it won't hurt a bit. I'll make it nice and quick.

-What, you want to go back inside, do ya?

I know how to dump a body. Believe you me, Max. And your brother.

Ain't that right, Jack, eh?

Never hurts having Old Bill on the firm.

-What, we're just going to let him do this?

-Stay there.

He ruined our sister's life. He did it before, and he'll do it again.

That's up to her, ain't it? You can't make her stay here.

She's got to stay here. Stay here where she belongs, with the family.

You're jealous, you're jealous!

You can't bear the thought of Carol caring about anyone else but you. Can you?

That's it, last words!

-Derek! Get him out of here.

-He can't! He can't go!

He can't get away with it.

-He can't get away with it!

-He's gone, Derek.

I love him. I love him with all my heart.

You know, it's like I've been given a second chance.

I'm determined not to blow it.

-Well, then I'm... I am really pleased for you.

-Really? You don't seem that happy.

No, I'm just... I've been all right up until today. It's just...

it's just the funeral and...

I really miss her.

Yeah, we all do.

I love you, Mum.

I love you too, darling.

Now, listen, you tell them kids goodbye, all right?

And kiss them for me till they're red raw.

Why don't you come over and tell them yourself?

I don't think I can bear it. I don't think I can do that.

-Come on, I'll come with you.

-No, honestly, I don't - I don't want you to, please.

-All right.

-Do yourself a favour, get out of here.

-Not without Carol.

-Why?

Who are you doing this for? You or her?

I've been you. I know what happens.

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Tiff, watch the road!

Will you do my hair?

Oh yeah, all right, darling.

David?

David? David!

David!

Oh, Mum!

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