09/04/2012 EastEnders

CHURCH BELLS RING

I'm off to church, Easter service.

Would you like to come with me?

I'm ever so sorry I doubted you,

it's just I couldn't help meself.

You see, I was a doting mother with my son.

I believed every word he said and look where that got me.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Do forgive me.

It's all right, Auntie Dot, I don't blame you.

'The truth is bound to come out, Andrew.

'I mean, look at Jesus.

'He was wrongly accused of rebelling against Caesar,

'but like he said, "My kingdom is not of this world."

'That's John 18:36.

'And that is why we celebrate Easter Sunday.

'It's the triumph of good over evil.

'Life over death.

'I know it's hard for you to think at the moment,

'but the darkness will lift.

'You've got to believe that.

'Otherwise, weren't no point in Jesus dying and rising again,

'was there?

'First the darkness and then the light.'

-TELEVISION:

-Two, three...

four.

This ain't benefiting anybody.

This constant noise, you know,

and talking to George about Heather all the time...

Oh, well, I'm sorry if me being upset has put dampener on your day

but in case you'd forgotten, my best mate's just been murdered.

Darren's on his way back.

So you won't have to put up with this for much longer.

-COT MOBILE LULLABY PLAYS

-That's quite cute.

Blimey, keeps on coming, don't it?

We have got a whole room to kit out. Don't you approve?

I don't approve of the price.

You pay more for ONE of your shirts.

Anyway, listen, we've got a whole wedding to sort out.

-SHE CLEARS THROAT

-Prenup.

A girl has got to protect her assets.

So, we need to talk about venue, theme.

Theme?

Yeah, well, we don't want it to look like we've just walked in off the streets, do we?

We haven't even set a date yet. Let's talk about it later.

No, no, let's talk about this now.

No, let's talk about it later, cos I'm going down the gym.

There's a problem that needs sorting.

Which is obviously far more important than what is supposed to be the best day of our lives!

So, what does that mean, then, when they take the tape away?

Oh, it means the flat ain't a crime scene anymore.

Old Bill got all they need.

Oh, so what now?

Dunno, have to wait and see if they get any more evidence on Andrew.

How do you think he does it - I mean, look so normal after what he did?

Don't ask me.

Some people ain't got a conscience, have they?

Oi...

What do you reckon?

It's well nice. I won't ask where it you got it from, though.

No, don't, cos that would just be plain rude, wouldn't it?

I need to speak to Alfie about Hev's wake.

-Before we go, there's something I need to talk to you about.

-Ben!

The caff.

What about it?

Well, Ian mentioned that he might be interested in buying it.

Hope you bit his hand off.

Well, we've agreed a price.

Well, I hope you take him for everything he's got.

I've got to give up the job, anyway. I need to focus on what's best for George.

What's best for George is being with his dad.

Darren's on his way back, ain't he?

Darren is no more than a kid himself.

-He's still his father.

-Yeah, in name only.

He's already done a runner once,

-what makes you think he won't do that again?

-He's grown up a bit since then.

You bung him a couple of grand and he'll be on his way, I guarantee it.

See, this is what George needs...

security.

People that he can rely on, and we've got that in bucket loads.

Darren hasn't.

Now, this one's from Kat, this one's from Mo,

and, young lady, you are under strict instructions to eat these instead of lunch, OK?

-Thanks, Alfie.

-You're welcome. Make sure you save some for me.

Good girl. I'll be up shortly.

Grandad, how's Kat getting on looking after Charlie?

Poor Charlie. I mean, Kat's no Florence Nightingale.

You can imagine, can't you? "Eat now! Drink now! Sleep now!"

Did she like the dress?

The dress I tried on?

Does it look as good on her as it did on me?

She reckons I know as much about fashion as she does about football.

She thought Papa Bouba Diop was a rap singer.

Thanks for helping out, you're a life-saver.

Happy Easter, guys. Usual? Trace, do you want to sort out Phil?

-Yeah, cheers. Alf?

-Yeah.

Shirley wants to have a word with you about numbers for the buffet.

All right, mate, chat later, yeah?

-Alfie!

-What?

(Yeah, listen...)

That's your share from the sale of the booze.

-Yay-hey!

-Not in 'ere! Don't want Phil clocking it, do you?

-Or even worse, Derek. Stick it away.

-All right, all right, see you later.

Phil.

Shirl.

Listen, I know you got a lot on your plate at the moment,

but, well, if you need any help with the funeral arrangements,

-just give us a shout, eh?

-You know what, Billy, I was thinking -

Hev, she wouldn't want everyone in black and miserable,

so I think we should all dress up in '80s gear as a kind of tribute.

'80s?

Yeah! You know, mullet wigs, Frankie Says t-shirts.

Just spread the word, Billy, tell them to use their imagination.

Imagination. Right.

I ain't going to let anyone forget her, Phil.

So, I'm dying to know what was so important that it took priority

-over our nuptials?

-Air-con.

-That better be a joke.

-It's not a joke.

If I don't sort it, I'll have a load of grunts in there, complaining they can't breathe.

Well, we just couldn't have that, could we(?)

That's weird. Must've left my key fob inside.

Michael, come on, it'll keep. We've got things to discuss!

I will buy you another one.

I don't want you to buy me a new one, I want to find the one I've lost!

So we've got our future to sort out

and you would rather look for a key ring?

It's really nice to know that you've got your priorities sorted.

You look like you could do with a bit of help.

Aww, this is so lovely. The baby isn't even here yet and it's already getting spoilt!

You'll be used to all this, I suppose, eh, boys?

George's stuff's taken over the house.

COT MOBILE LULLABY PLAYS

Oi, you know she's been seen? Heather.

Near the chippy, the Minute Mart.

Just hovering round the crisps.

Do you think that's funny?

Nicking bars of chocolate, cans of cola just floating through the air.

Lola, stop it! I thought you'd have more respect!

-Wind your neck in, Grandma.

-A little boy's lost his mum and all you can do is joke!

I was only having a laugh.

-It's not a laughing matter, growing up without a mum.

-Jay, leave it out.

You lost your mum, didn't you, Ben? Thought you'd back me up there.

I lost my dad, you know.

And the last thing that makes you want to do is laugh.

Yeah, I get it! I lost my dad too, didn't I?

Look, Abs, Abs, just...

Just leave him.

Some people, eh? Just can't take a joke.

You shouldn't let her talk to you like that.

Is it the fob with the St Christopher on it?

I'm good, Jean, here. If you need to be somewhere else, I'm fine.

Oh, no, I'm happy!

You rescued me, so I'll rescue you.

One good turn deserves another, that's what they say, isn't it?

Was it very expensive?

No, no, no, it was a gift from my mother, Jean.

Oh!

Oh, sentimental value!

I've got lots of things of sentimental value.

I keep them in a box.

They're all worthless, well, in monetary terms.

You know, you've probably tucked it away somewhere safe.

You just have to remember where you put it.

Yeah, that's genius. Well done.

You know, um...

..your mum would be very proud of you.

All that you've achieved.

Yeah, yeah, she'd be delighted.

Yeah, with the marriage, the baby, everything.

You'll be a good dad. Just like your dad.

Oh, I know things aren't as they could be with Tommy,

but Alfie is a great dad and you'll be a great dad. Better, even!

And I've said too much, haven't I? I've got no off switch.

No, you're all right, Jean. I need to get in there.

HE GROANS Come on!

SHE GASPS

How significant is that?!

Yes, yes!

Ah, thank you, Jean!

Jay, in the next few days George will be gone, you know,

and then we can get back to being normal.

Normal?

Looking at you, you'd think there was nothing wrong.

You get up in the morning, you eat your bit of breakfast, you even play with the boy.

How do you do that?

Maybe I got a bit more of the old man in me than I thought.

TV PLAYS EASTER SERMON MUSIC

Nice sermon?

Yes. It was all about the Resurrection, you know.

The power of life over death.

Rebirth. New beginning.

Anything about Doubting Thomas there?

No, Rose. No, that'll be next week.

And I have apologised, haven't I, Andrew?

Too little, too late.

And I accepted. It ain't been easy for any of us, Mum.

Is that for little George?

Yeah.

Why don't we all go over the Vic together?

The Vic?

Why not? We've none of us got anything on our consciences.

Certainly not with regard to the passing of dear Heather.

Yeah, but...

do you think that's how they'll see it?

-How's it looking?

-Done. Done.

-Does it look all right?

-Yeah.

-OK. Are we ready? Right, boys and girls,

mums and dads, are we ready for our great Easter egg hunt?!

-CHILDREN CHEER

-I can't hear you. Are you ready?

OK, Auntie Jean, after three. All together, one, two, three...

THEY CHEER

That's it, through you go.

Oh, you're lukewarm there. Oh, you're cold!

Not ice-cold, but...

Well, if it was a colour, it would be blue. Cobalt blue.

-Jean! Jean, just point her in the right direction!

-That would give her an unfair advantage!

The other kids might need a bit of help as well.

Jean, when we said we'd hide the Easter eggs, we meant under the tables,

not in another borough. Listen boys and girls, up here!

There might be some up here!

Yeah, come on, come on. Amy, come on!

Let's see if I can find some behind the bar.

Parents, I hope you're not hiding Easter eggs!

Oh, look what I found! Who wants an egg?!

CHILDREN SHOUT

I can't hear you, who wants an egg?! OK, put one in there.

I've found another one. What colour is that? What colour is it?

-CHILD:

-Yellow!

-Yellow, OK. What about the mums and dads?

I think I've found some more, here, as well.

OK, who wants an Easter egg?

-CHILDREN:

-Me-e-e!

-Could I have your attention, please?

-SHE BANGS BAR-TOP

I just want to say something.

I didn't want to, but I had me doubts about Andrew,

like a lot of people in this pub.

But Easter is about a new beginning...

-I don't believe this!

-..so what I want to say...

Jean, could you put George in the buggy?

..if you could find it in your heart to start afresh.

I mean, innocent until proved guilty.

I mean, that's always been good enough for you in the past, Phil.

Andrew's heart is broken. He could never have hurt her.

-No, he couldn't.

-No. He asked me to give you this. It'll be track ten that you're looking for.

And this is from Andrew. He wanted to give it to George himself,

but he knew he wouldn't be welcome.

-Give it a rest, yeah?

-I'm only trying to help you.

-I don't need your help.

Shirl. Shirley! Come on.

Phil, seriously, I don't know how much longer I can keep this up now.

Just go home, yeah? It'll be all right.

Dad, he's not good. He nearly lost it with Lola.

Just leave it with me. I'll deal with it.

Peace offering.

There you go.

You've got to feel for Ben and Jay. Heather was like family.

You don't have to rub it in. I did say I'm sorry.

Lola?

I asked you not to be flashing this stuff around, didn't I?

You look terrified. Sorry, are we expecting company?

Are the police going to come flying through the window any second now?

-What?

-All this hooky gear you got coming in.

-Yeah, yeah.

Just pack it in, eh? Joke's a joke!

KNOCK ON DOOR

If Derek finds out you've been splashing the cash on this stuff

and finds out you've been ripping him off, it's bye-bye, your kneecaps.

It ain't Derek that bothers me.

-Least not about this.

-Well, who is it then?

George went out like a light.

It ain't doing anyone any good, Shirl.

All this grief.

Darren'll be here in a few days and George'll be on his way.

Why don't you have a good time with the boy while you can?

-You know it's the right thing to do.

-Oh, is that right?

Darren ain't equipped to look after a kid!

He's his dad. He should be with his dad.

Oh, and you're the expert on that, are you?

A boy needs his dad.

And he needs his mum, too.

And if I could bring her back then God knows I would.

And if I could do anything to stop you hurting...

I'd do that too.

Anything.

Then marry me.

Well, the police have left,

so the sooner we can get Heather's stuff out, the better, really.

-Absolutely, I'll make sure that Shirley's told.

-Oh!

-What?

-That's weird, I've just had exactly the same bag delivered.

-Yeah, it was a present off...

-Yeah, from my Aunt Maisie, in Maidenhead.

-Loaded.

-Oh, she needs to be, the price of it.

It didn't all come from her, did it, Pops?

Some of it came from a little closer to home.

-Janine, did you want to come see what I got the baby?

-No, no, no!

Janine ain't got time to look at all that tat from the market.

She's a businesswoman - time's money for her.

Well, the longer the flat's vacant, the more money I'm losing. That's not me being cold,

just pragmatic.

Once we've had it, er, fumigated, then we can get a new tenant in.

Was never really the most hygienic of people was she?

-Oh, Janine, that ain't...

-Spirits can't rest, can they? When someone's been murdered.

Exorcised and fumigated.

I might just get a vicar in to do the job lot!

Yeah, and they can marry you and Michael while they're at it!

THEY LAUGH

I'd love to marry you, Shirl,

but you ain't asking for the right reason.

All you've talked about is George, not about us.

-And we can't give the kid what he needs.

-Yes, we can!

This is killing you, Shirley!

You know, you're not sleeping, you're not eating right,

you're not thinking straight.

-And I'm worried. I'm really worried.

-There's nothing to worry about.

She's gone, Shirl.

You're burying her this week and George, he's got another life now.

Just let him go.

I can't.

You've got to!

-Not yet. I owe her.

-Look at us, Shirl, yeah?

I'm worried about everyone - I'm worried about you,

I'm worried about Ben and I'm worried about Jay.

What have we got to offer the kid, hm?

-I owe Hev.

-Yeah, but that doesn't make you a good mum, does it?

Or me a good dad. Just let him go. Let 'em...

Let 'em both go.

I've just seen Billy going round to Heather's.

Janine wants it cleared as soon as possible.

I've got these hot cross buns left over from Good Friday

-and they've got real butter on them, not margarine.

-No, thanks, Auntie Dot.

-Oh.

-You haven't eaten anything all day.

-Not as if I'm wasting away, is it?

Think I'll lie down. See if I can get rid of this headache.

-Andrew...

-No, Rose.

He's full of heartache.

He's got to find his own way through it.

-I can't bear seeing him like this.

-I know, but we have got a dark day ahead of us,

and we've got to conserve our strength.

-Got to get a grip.

-Yes. You know, so as we can deal with it.

-OK.

Go on, have a bun.

Billy!

-What?

-Billy, give me the keys.

-Eh?

You sure you're ready for this?

No.

(Come here.)

GEORGE CRYING

ROCK MUSIC PLAYING

You do realise he's crying up there?

It's all right, George. I'm coming, mate. You're safe.

You're safe.

It's like she's still here.

I can feel her.

Keep thinking she's going to walk through that door

with a couple of Woo Woos and a big fat smile on her face.

I'm a...

..bit worried about Jay, he's on his own with George.

Then you go.

I'll be fine.

MUSIC: Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go by Wham!

SHIRLEY CHUCKLES

Ah!

SHIRLEY SOBS

My name's Maria De Costa, from Social Services.

This is Anthony Patrick.

All right?

Can't've been easy.

If there's anything you want me to keep,

you know, when I'm clearing the place?

No, you don't touch a thing in there, d'you hear me?

-No, Janine, she wants...

-I'm telling you not to! Understand?

-Just doing my job, Shirl.

-Then don't!

PHONE RINGS

Yep?

Oh, G...!

You've done a fantastic job looking after George.

-He seems a very happy little boy.

-KNOCK ON DOOR

Especially under the circumstances.

-I can't imagine how difficult it's been for you.

-Look...

I'm really sorry, but I don't understand what's going on.

Since when do you guys work on a Sunday?

I've just come to see how you are, Shirley,

-cos I know that you've been...

-I can't say goodbye to him!

Not yet. I'm not ready.

You're not taking George?

Not now?

Oh, you couldn't wait, could you, Dot?

You call yourself a Christian woman?! Some kind of DO-GOODER

-and you pull a stunt like this!

-Like what?

-Get out of my house.

Get out of my house, you interfering old cow!

You couldn't resist, could you?! Were you on the blower to the Social the MINUTE we left the pub?

robbing me of what little time I've got left with him!

It wasn't Dot. It was me.

I did what I thought was for the best.

-For the best?

-Please, I'm sorry, all right? just...

It was killing us, Shirl. All of us.

George included.

And I didn't want to watch you being torn apart any more.

Now you can still see him, can't you?

You can stay in touch.

I know this is hard, but George's place is with his dad.

Next time he sees me, he won't know who I am.

He won't know that me and his mum had the best time ever.

That I loved her like a sister and she died!

She died not knowing she was the best thing that ever happened to me!

She did know, Shirley. We all knew.

All right, big man?

You've got it all ahead of you, ain't ya?

GEORGE CHUCKLES

You be a good boy for Daddy.

Ben?

You make Mummy proud, yeah?

Not Mummy.

Mummy'll be watching you all the time.

Not Mummy!

-Not Mummy.

-OK.

GEORGE CHUCKLES

Bye, George Michael Trott.

I think I can see you!

SHIRLEY SOBS

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