19/01/2012 EastEnders

You're awake.

How did you sleep?

I'll make you some breakfast.

I can do that.

Maybe I should take the day off work?

So you can just stay here and fuss?

You're right. I'm sorry, I'll...

I'll get out from under your feet.

(Sorry.)

Listen, just make sure that he gets dressed, OK?

Won't do him any good to be moping around all day.

At least you'll get to spend some time together. All right?

It's Lauren's future we're talking about.

-You're suddenly taking an interest?

-You should listen to me.

At least I've got the benefit of hindsight.

Mum, will you please leave Lauren to me and Max?

I'm only trying to help.

Well, we don't need your help. Understand?

He was trying to protect you.

By giving a statement? He's unpredictable.

I wonder where he gets that from?

So what about Stella. You push her, or what?

No, he didn't! And remember that, all right?

Shouldn't you be at school?

I'm revising.

If you ever pull a stunt like that again...

Dad, they've got nothing on you.

They'd have hauled you in by now, anyway.

There you go.

-What's this?

-Tomorrow night. Cooper Hall.

Front-row seats.

What, just you and me?

Yeah.

I thought he was through with boxing.

Phil, it's your birthday.

The four of us will do something on Saturday, OK?

And if anybody else wants to have a pop...

I'll be over at the club.

DOOR BANGS

I'll crack on, then, shall I?

Yeah.

You'd better not be playing games.

Look, the motor's nearly ready.

He'll be well made up once he sees it.

I'm trying to do the right thing, Shirl.

But I'm too sad to go to school.

If all the sad people in the world stayed indoors, we'd go nowhere.

When's Dad's job going to finish?

Dunno, Tiff.

You'll have to ask him when he rings you, yeah?

Whit, will you just finish this off?

Liam, will you get down here, now?

You need to tell them.

I will. Come on, it's going to be all right.

Come on, kids, get a move on!

(Oh! Erm...)

Morgan, just for today, then. Go on, get your uniform off.

Yes!

But I want to stay here, too.

-No, Liam will walk you to school.

-That's not fair!

Tiffany, please, do as you're told! Come on, out. Come on.

Come on.

-This ain't happening.

-What's the matter?

I can't deal with this now.

-RAY:

-'Bianca, open the door.'

I can't talk to him.

Get rid of him, Whit!

How did he find me?

I'm not going anywhere till you talk to me!

What you playing at?

I want to see my son!

No, what if she finds out you've met him?

Look, there's a cafe by the market.

Be in there lunchtime and I'll sort it.

RADIO PLAYS

All right? I'm shifting this gear for Fat Elvis.

Second cousin passed over.

Something for nothing? Ain't like you, Mo.

Community spirit, Dot. I'm setting an example. All in good nick.

He never got out much.

-What d'you think?

-Ooh, you scrub up well!

Working woman, Mo. Working woman!

If you bag all the best stuff for yourself,

there'll be nothing left to put in the window.

Manager's perk.

That ain't exactly the spirit of Christian charity!

Was there something you wanted, Dot?

I just called to see how you was settling in.

I ought to drop into the Butchers, you know, bearing in mind the news.

What news?

You know me, Mo, I ain't a gossip.

But Ricky, he went off last night,

particulars yet to be established.

Oh, well, I'd better go and see how Bianca's bearing up. See ya!

You know it's a rare sight, volunteering, young girl like you.

-I ain't got much choice.

-She ain't seen much of her friends.

-Nan!

-They've fallen out.

Oh, Abi, life's too short to bear grudges.

Dot, I've got to get out of this and nip out.

If you're at a loose end, knitwear and blouses could do with a tidy up.

Well, I did tell Arthur that I'd do him a cottage pie

but I dare say I could spare ten minutes.

-SHE LAUGHS

-You call that a car? That is a write-off!

Work in progress.

DOORBELL RINGS

I don't want to see anyone! Afia!

What's going on, my little tandoori masala! You all right, babe?

Here's the man! What's going on, Tamwar?

Your day has just started, brother, OK?

So I've brought some DVDs, all right?

I brought some games, OK?

-Got some big tunes...

-MOBILE BEEPS

One minute.

No word from my beautiful lady but...luscious Lauren and juicy Lucy said they'll pass through.

We're going to have a bit of a munch, you know, have a chat and that.

Catch up, yeah?

So forget your troubles, brother, come on, get happy, Tamwar, yeah?

Cos I'm just the medicine that you need.

Pass that CD player, got a big tune for you.

You're meant to be pricing the books, not reading 'em.

You're just as bad as Rose - hopeless romantic.

And look where that got her.

You'll learn soon enough that real life don't have happy endings.

"Dearest Fluffles,

"Just writing that name makes me tingle all over."

Abi! You should know better,

reading other people's private correspondence.

Give it here.

"I am longing to tease your intimate..."

Ooh, I say!

Oh, it's a love letter! Just the first page.

It sounds more like filth to me.

Mo brought books in, must be hers.

There's nothing fluffy about Maureen Harris!

Well, maybe somebody broke her heart.

Oh, sentimental rubbish!

You put that letter back where you found it.

How is Tamwar doing?

He's on the mend. It's good to have him home though.

Ta-da!

What on Earth are you wearing?!

I'm dressed for business.

Blind date.

He'd have to be.

What are you doing, dipping into the till?

Forget the books. I got the looks.

Kimmy is feeling very lucky today!

Patrick!

Hey.

-Look out!

-Aah!

Ow!

What you doing?! You're so...dangerous.

Well, the ladder was about to hit you.

You OK?

I suppose you make it a habit of... throwing yourself at women?

I don't want him anywhere near this family.

Won't be a family left if you carry on.

-You know it all, don't ya?

-More than you think.

-Can we go out?

-No, not now, Morgan.

But I want to see my dad.

Right, up to your room now, please.

You took him to meet Ray?!

It was a cup of tea.

-You went behind my back?!

-He's got a right to see his dad!

-How could you?

-Where are you going?

-To sort this out.

-Please, just wait.

-Just stay with Morgan.

-Wait!

Whitney?

-Yeah?

-I'm sorry.

It's not your fault, sweetheart.

OK? It's not your fault.

-You being serious?

-What?

-You actually being serious?

-What's the matter?

You actually being serious?! You being ser...?

I was...on my lunch break.

This is not what you think.

Look, we're just mates, all right? Come on.

Those...those things I said about the baby...

Don't matter now.

I'm so embarrassed!

-Come on, d'you really think I'd want my baby to look like that?!

-Oi!

That ain't even funny!

-Hello, Ben.

-What do you want?

Checking you're OK. After yesterday.

Yeah, well, this is harassment.

Your old man can't have been happy.

You see, as you know, me and your family go way back.

I got to know them all - Phil, Samantha, Ronnie.

Yeah, well, I've done time, too.

Proud of that, are you?

Yeah, well, I am a Mitchell.

Must be hard to live up to.

I know you're protecting him.

Something you remember, anything at all that comes back to you,

you give me a call.

Who stood you up?

A fool, whoever he is.

HE SIGHS Three cheese rolls, Jane.

Er, "Please, Jane."

Please, Jane.

You OK?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

Here! Bianca, hold up a minute. What's all this about Ricky?

Come on, you can talk to me.

Now that Pat ain't around.

You're letting your coffee get cold.

Why don't I buy you another one?

BIANCA: 'Why don't you just mind your own business, Mo!'

Pat was my sister-in-law, family. Someone's got to take you in hand!

-Pat didn't even like you!

-Left you, has he?

-Something like that. I want you gone!

-Can't blame him.

-Gone!

-Not until I've seen my son!

-More trouble.

-That girl has no shame.

-You'll never be a dad to that boy, cos you ain't got what it takes.

-Bianca!

Baggage...story of my life!

-Hmm.

-KIM SIGHS

So what you going to do, huh? Keep him locked up?

Yeah, if I have to, I will.

Six years, a kid I never knew about!

Oh, just go home, Ray, will ya?

Oh, you ain't heard?

I'm not welcome in Manchester.

I took a pasting on account of the £500 that you stole off me!

-Just come for your money, yeah?

-Listen! I'm his dad.

You're no-one. You and me, big mistake!

So what does that make Morgan, huh?

DOOR SLAMS

-# We're gonna fight. #

-MUSIC PLAYS

-You mad, dropping out of school?

-Oh, don't you start!

You're clever, Lauren.

Yes, clever enough to have a plan.

Hello!

Fats invited us over.

Oh-ho, juicy Lucy! You're looking good, girl! All right, Lauren?

Thought you could do with a cheer-up.

This is my tune, man, this is my TRACK!

Lucy.

We met at Syed's wedding.

-Yeah.

-You looked gorgeous.

Oh, yeah, Tam is one lucky guy.

No... You know what, forget that, forget that.

I didn't mean that, bruv.

I know you've...had some bad karma and that and...

and Afia...you know,

you've lost your dad and that. But you know what?

You've still got Fats, all right?

You still got the crew, OK?

And best of all, most of all... you still got each other.

All right, this is my track! Come on, girls. You on this thing?

You on this thing? Come ride with me, man.

Come ride with me. # Take me away! #

BIANCA: Come on.

Ah! Pinot Grigio, please, Trace.

-OK.

-Large!

I've got previous experience, East End Cafe.

-Fry-ups and sponge puddings.

-The pub, Masala Queen.

You've got more experience than most of those other chefs.

Jane, are you going to blow this chance just cos you're scared?

I am happy where I am.

-Of course you are...

-I've got to get back, Tanya.

I'm going to wash my hands, all right?

Hello, darling, you all right?

Yeah.

PHONE RINGS

RINGING CONTINUES

Hello, Jane's phone?

This is her friend, Tanya.

Yeah, that's right, that's the one.

Abi, how'd you get on with Hinge and Bracket?

Who?

Never mind.

I thought you might want this back. I found it in a book.

ABI LAUGHS

"Fluffles?" Who's she when she's at home?

You're not being pursued by an ardent admirer?

If I was, I'd make sure he caught me!

There you go.

Well, I tell you what, why don't you give me a time

and I'll make sure she gets there?

OK. Right. Well, she'll see you then, then. Thanks, Gethin, bye.

All set?

Yeah. Em, tomorrow afternoon.

What about it?

Let's go shopping.

Oh, well, I'll be...I'll be working.

Well, change your shift! Oh, come on, Jane!

We deserve it.

Mwah!

I'm sorry.

No, Whit. It's my mess.

Story of my life.

Give Ray a chance.

Why should I?

Listen, you're not going to lose Morgan, OK?

Well, maybe I don't want to share him.

Sometimes I think...

if my dad was still alive things might be different.

All that bad stuff might not have happened.

He could've stopped it, you know?

He looked after me.

But I look after you.

-You weren't here, were you?

-I'm here now, ain't I?

B, you're not my dad.

It's different.

I just miss him.

He loves his cars.

He's always looking for someone to race.

So what are you playing?

Hot Wheels.

That sounds like my kind of game.

Here, you can drive this one.

One, two, three, go!

Is she just an absolute beauty or what?

I tell you, Dad's going to be so made up.

Who's going to drive her, though?

Well, it's ladies first, innit?

No, my dad starts the engine first.

Come on, he ain't going to mind.

-Give me the keys. Give me them now!

-What's she doing here?

Chill, I'm leaving, all right, yeah?

-You said it.

-See ya!

I leave you alone for two minutes and look what happens, eh?

She's all fixed up!

Ready to race.

PHIL LAUGHS

I like it!

'Course you do.

-At least they cheered you up.

-I thought they'd never leave. Stop.

-We haven't quite finished.

-You don't have to nurse me, Afia.

I'm still your wife, Tam.

First girl you ever kissed.

Second, actually.

Third, if you count Amira.

Can we do this sitting down?

Yeah.

ENGINE STARTS

ENGINE REVS

Listen to that!

Sweet as a nut, innit?

New distributor and completely reconditioned.

They'll not see you for dust.

Me, the derby?! I'm 51 tomorrow, ain't I?

So what do you reckon, Jay, reckon you can handle it?

Me?

Well, someone's got to drive it, ain't they?

We've been thinking up a couple of names.

How about...Tin Soldier?

Or Mint Mitchell's?

Yeah, Mitchell Mayhem!

ALL LAUGH

I'd better be off. Them spuds won't peel themselves.

That house of yours can't be much fun without me.

I can't say I've noticed, you know.

What with them Moon boys and... Rose's shenanigans.

You've got to admit the arrangement suited.

Are you angling to move back in?

Recent events.

You learn what's important.

Yeah, well, that's all well and good, but I ain't got the room now.

Andrew and Arthur could share.

I ain't forgotten the discourtesy you showed me.

You know, the reason you was evicted in the first place.

I'm an older, wiser woman, Dot.

And I can't stay with Tanya.

Well, be thankful that I'm a forgiving woman.

Shall we say the weekend?

Hiya, Nan. I think I left my phone.

Did you manage to work it out?

Sorry?

Your friends.

Oh, I think so.

My Maeve Binchy! I've been looking everywhere for that.

Give it here.

(Cor!)

Bruv, that is big, man, that is wicked! Big work. Big work, man!

Oi, oi, oi! Come on, then.

Your head will be too big for that, won't it?

Come on, once round the Square.

Right!

Come on, Shirl, do the honours.

-Do I look like a racetrack dolly?

-What's the matter?

-Get out of here!

-Come on!

-FATBOY:

-Look, look!

-Can I do it, please? Can I wave him off?

-Go on, then.

ONLOOKER: Come on, you Spurs!

Right, come on, Benny boy!

CROWD CHEERS

Come on, Ben!

ENGINE REVS

Go on, son!

Come on, Ben, show 'em what you're made of!

HE INCREASES REVS

ENGINE CUTS OUT

LAUGHTER

Come on, get out of the car. Let a proper driver have a go. Come on.

Oh, Benny! Benny, you're funny, bruv. Seriously, man, you're funny.

LAUGHTER

Come on, mate.

Here, give it here, give it here. Go on, Jay. Come on.

You need some more lessons, mate!

Formula 1 champion, Mr Lewis Hamilton!

Everyone, Mr Lewis Hamilton!

FATBOY LAUGHS

More like Stuart Little, man! Come on, Jay!

CROWD CHEERS ON JAY

-PHIL:

-You ready?

-FATBOY:

-Come on, mate!

Are you ready?

Get in!

ENGINE REVS

CROWD CHEERS

Go on, Jay!

CAR REVS UP STREET

Yeah! Come on, get in there!

WHOOPING AND CHEERING

-Oh, no!

-Mm, yes, that is what she said!

And then apparently, Ricky just upped and left.

Hm? HE TUTS SARCASTICALLY

It's the children I feel sorry for.

Well, I'm glad you two find it so amusing.

What? Let's diss the neighbours. Normal service has been resumed.

I told you they'd work it out.

Yeah, they're trying.

We're all trying.

Zee, I just can't forget what he did to you.

You have to.

-Zee!

-Tamwar and Afia need never know the whole truth, OK?

This ends here, Masood.

What ends here? The truth about what?

Nothing, I was just speaking to your father.

You're still scared of him even now?

Don't be ridiculous!

-His secrets and lies.

-I don't want to talk about him!

Have you learnt nothing?!

Tam's right.

-Masood...

-For this to work, he needs to know everything.

-I thought we were putting it behind us?

-We are.

He beat your mother.

He beat her black and blue!

Tam?

This is your fault. All of this is your fault.

I wish I'd never met you.

I lied yesterday.

I was scared.

I'm listening.

He said he was going to kill Stella.

Make amends for what she did to me.

He...he came back.

Pumped up. Job done.

He told her to jump...

..otherwise he'd push her.

She had no choice.

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