16/04/2012 EastEnders

Where you going?

We're out of milk.

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Lola.

You can't keep ignoring me.

SHE COUGHS

This isn't fair!

TELEPHONE RINGS

DOOR SLAMS

He's been blanking me all day.

-Maybe he's been busy.

-What? Too busy to pick up the phone?

Leave him. He told you he don't know anything.

No. The Old Bill must've given him some idea who they think it is.

-Don't get too comfy. We're going over Billy's.

-What for?

Because he's our only lead.

How long does it take to get milk?

So where is it then?

Where's what?

-The milk.

-Oh, sorry guys. Forgot it.

Listen, I need you both at the cafe after school.

-Got it?

-Oh, I can't.

-I'm going round a mate's.

-You'll just have to go later.

And I want you there as well. Mandy?

-What?

-I want you at the cafe. Four o'clock, OK?

-Yeah. Fine. Whatever.

-See you later, guys.

He's being really weird.

No change there, then.

-Ian's got me another shift at the cafe.

-Oh, that's good.

-So what's happened to Shirley then?

-Still not up for it, I suppose.

-You all right, darling?

-Still sulking.

Yeah, but you did promise we could go.

I said maybe. I can't afford to go to the cinema at the moment.

-Yeah, but I already told Shenice.

-Well, you shouldn't have.

-Grrr.

-Go easy on her. She's just worried about losing her mate.

It's fine. I'll invite Shenice over for dinner tonight.

And feed her what? We've got half a tin of beans and a loaf of bread.

-No, I've got fish fingers in the freezer.

-Four left.

So, unless you plan on robbing another book club...

No, I won't have to. Cos I am going to make a fortune selling this stuff today, yeah?

I'll just go and do a shop.

Right. Well, don't get Tiff's hopes up until you're sure.

Get my hopes up about what?

Shenice is coming over for dinner.

Yes!

You must know something, Billy?

I told ya. I don't know anything. I don't even know why they let me go.

-Or why he's off the hook with us all of a sudden.

-Because his story's been cleared.

-Him and Hev were going to leave.

-Yeah, right(!)

-I've seen the tickets, Billy!

I'm sorry, Andrew.

Forget it. Got more important things to be doing right now.

Yeah, like finding out who did it. So, are you with us or what?

-No, no, no. I can't go out there.

-Why not?!

-All those looks, eh, Billy?

People whispering.

-It's not nice, is it?

-Ah, just leave it. We'll find him ourselves.

Get out there and face 'em, Billy.

You've got nothing to be ashamed of, mate.

He's an idiot is what he is. Couldn't keep his mouth shut.

-Had to play the big man.

-Just sit down, will ya?

-Now he's talked himself into a prison cell.

-He's just a suspect, that's all.

That's all?! And what happens if Social Services hear about this?

-What you talking about?

-They'll take the baby away.

-That ain't going to happen.

-Too right it ain't cos I ain't staying around to let it.

Lola, where you going?

-What's wrong with her?

-She's upset about Billy, ain't she?

-I talked to Ritchie. He's going to be fine.

-They did arrest him.

-Just shows the old bill are getting desperate...

-I'm getting desperate and all.

I can't take this any more. Shirley talking about Heather all the time.

Just calm down. We've just got to ride this out.

For how much longer though? This ain't ever going to stop.

SHE ain't ever going to stop, Dad.

All right, boys.

Ladies, if you're looking for a bargain

this could be your lucky day.

Lucy!

Luce, look. Top of the range cosmetics, I've got here.

Dad?

What you doing here?

Finding out what you're up to.

-What is that?

-What?

I'm not leaving till you tell me what this is about.

-It was meant to be a surprise.

-What was?

I bought the cafe.

-Is that it?

-Oh, come on! Don't look so excited.

-Well, it's hardly a surprise.

You already told me you were thinking about it.

So it's a new sign then?

It's a new name. And don't ask

cos I'm not telling until everyone's here, OK?

Seeing as you're here, you can give us a hand tidying the place up.

It's all ours.

It's all ours.

How about Broadstairs?

You don't want to try somewhere a little bit more exotic?

-What? Like Brighton?

-Yeah.

Yeah...

Like Brighton.

SHE LAUGHS

Of all the holiday destinations in the world...

-she chooses Broadstairs.

-Ah, Broadstairs is all right.

I'd rather be there than here right now, I tell you.

You heard from Derek?

SHE SIGHS

-Look, you know I'm really glad you told me about that, yeah?

-S'all right.

-He'll be in soon. Likes to remind me he's still around.

-Yeah, well...

you've got to do something, you can't just sit around waiting for him to make a move.

-Well, I'm open to suggestions.

-Yeah?

How about you give him what you made from the job?

Whoa. That's too much.

Just give him something, yeah? Get him off your back, Alfie.

I know, but all the money's tied up in the pub. I can't risk it.

So what you going to do?

I'll think of something. Going to do what I normally do. Talk my way out of it.

It's chosen by make-up artists, So basically...

people that work on pop videos, films, adverts...

Oh! Billy, listen. You done with the police then?

Yeah, for now.

Don't stop the tongues wagging round here though, does it?

I know. But did they say anything about...you know?

Alfie, they're not bothered about a poxy van robbery so you've got no worries.

-I wouldn't say that cos Derek knows.

-What?!

-We kept your name out of it.

-Why don't you just have a drink?

-Rather have a job, mate.

-What about Janine?

-She had to let me go. I wondered if you had anything going.

-No, I ain't. Sorry.

-Come on, Alf. I got Lola. I got the baby coming.

-There must be something I can do.

-There's plenty, I just can't afford to pay you!

-Billy!

Oh, Michael! You look like a man who knows a bargain.

Make-up. You could buy some for Janine?

Oh, Alfie!

SHE SOBS

-All right?

-I'm fine.

What's the matter?

-It's nothing.

-Why you crying?

-It's nothing.

-It's not the baby, is it?

No. I don't know. It just keeps coming. It must...

Must be my hormones or something.

-Hormones?

-It's not funny.

-No... It is a bit.

-SHE HUFFS

-Take the rest of the day off.

-I can't afford to, can I?

Because I've actually got to clean out Heather's flat

-which I was meant to do a week ago.

-You're as rich as Croesus. I'll do it for you.

You're going to start cleaning?

No. Don't be ridiculous. I don't clean anything...

-SLAMS BOTTLE ON DESK

-..I'll get a minion to do it or a lackey of some description.

You going to cry again?

All right, Derek?

All right, Alfie.

Mind if I... Thought we could have a little chat.

Same again, eh?

Can't let him play you like this.

-Got no choice.

-You have, actually. You have.

Don't get angry with me...

Why would I get angry?

-I'm talking about Jean and her winnings.

-Stop talking about that!

-Alfie, she'd want to help you.

-Listen to me, OK?

I'm not going to take money off Jean.

Makes me feel small, all right? Just...

Ta.

Billy. Who have you told?

-What about?

-About me vouching for you with the police.

-Who have you told?

-YOU vouched for me?

Yeah. I saw you outside your flat.

-You ain't told no-one, have you?

-Nah, 'course not. I forgot that.

Good.

Least now I can get the gossips off my back, can't I?

-Clear my name.

-No, no. Bill, you can't tell anyone.

'Course I can. You're my alibi!

-I don't care.

-Mandy, I don't see what the problem is.

Hold up, I remember now. You was with a bloke, weren't you?

-Who was he?

-Listen, Billy...

You breathe a word of this and I will go back to the police

and tell them I made a big mistake. You got it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-You bought this place again?

-Yep.

I'll tell you what, it needs scrubbing.

-I want this place absolutely gleaming.

-There's nothing wrong with it, Ian!

Nothing wrong with it, Carol?! look at the state of this unit. Look at it.

Hey!

No picking that.

-Just tell me what it says.

-Not until everyone else is here, OK?

Bobby won't mind and it's not like Mandy's going to come.

What do you mean she's not going to come?

I doubt she's too excited about you buying the cafe.

-She'll be made up!

-You've not called it something corny like...

Beale's Meals, have you?

-A Square Beale.

-Or, erm, Slap Up Beale.

Making A Beale Of It.

All right, ladies. Don't wet yourselves, OK?

Just for your information... I'm sticking with tradition.

You see, I've always liked Broadstairs.

Yeah, I can see why, Jean. That's where you should go, Broadstairs.

Maybe Roxy's right. Maybe I should try somewhere else.

Nah. Broadstairs has it all, Jean.

Jean...

can I have a word, please?

Sorry. Come on.

-All right?

-Yeah.

-How's the make-up business going?

-Oh, great actually.

-Sold a lot, have you?

-Yeah, loads.

-Yeah?

How do you fancy earning some extra money?

-Depends what the job is.

-Cleaning.

-Flat on Turpin Road.

-What number?

-57A.

-Oh, that's Heather's flat.

-Don't matter, does it?

Yeah, Michael, I can't do it. She got killed in there.

-Double time? Come on.

-I'd rather stick to the make-up.

Disappointed.

How's it going?

I am all over the place. You've got no idea.

One minute, I'm up. Next minute, I'm down.

It's like I'm going through puberty again.

-What's happening with Heather's flat?

-It's all good. I'm on it.

Good.

-It's clean, Ian. Will you give it a break?

-I need to get it off.

Your father was never happier than when he was building an empire.

It's the entrepreneurial spirit, you know, Lucy.

Well, if he's such a big shot businessman, why buy this place?

This place was never just about business. This place was about family,

all right? It's part of us, all of us.

-That's why I wanted it back so badly.

-And you'll never let it go, will you, Ian?

I might one day...

to Lucy...

to Peter and Bobby.

Maybe I should try bleach.

-Oh, it's just a stain, Ian.

-Carol, it needs to be perfect, OK?!

I'm popping out for a bit.

Lovely. Thank you, sweetheart.

All right, girls. What've I done?

I'd like you to have this.

-What is it?

-Something to help you out.

-No. No, I can't take it, Jean. Sorry, love.

-You can.

You're my family, Alfie, and if I can't help family...

I really appreciate the gesture, darling, but I really...

I'm not taking no for an answer.

It was only collecting dust under my bed anyway.

I took it out of the bank because I don't trust them.

It would only have just disappeared with their big fat bonuses!

So I'd really like you to have it.

And you'll pay me back, yeah?

When you can.

What you trying to do to me?

I'm trying to help you out, Alfie! Come on.

-I told her it was for Spencer. Don't worry.

-Spencer?!

-Now we're lying to her.

-It gets Derek off your back. That's all that matters.

-No, that's not all that matters.

-Would you get over yourself?

Listen to you. Jean does not think you're small, OK?

Not Jean I'm worried about.

Alf... Alfie?

I think I'll take one of these. And two of the eye shadows.

See, told you I'd shift this stuff, didn't I?

-You did pick a soft touch though.

-Janine is no soft touch.

She knows quality when she sees it. Don't you, Janine?

-Actually, I think I'll leave it.

-What? What? You can't!

That was my first sale.

-Technically not a sale, was it, really?

-All right...

Who am I kidding? I can't shift any of this stuff.

You're home early.

Yeah, I didn't go in today.

-Been helping Dad with something.

-Good for you.

Look, I'm not meant to tell you this but...

dad bought the cafe back.

What?

-Why didn't he say?

-He wanted it to be a surprise.

Had it in his head that we can run it together. Family thing.

He's gone to a lot of trouble so make sure you come later on.

-Yeah. 'Course I'll be there.

-And...

bring your excited face cos it means a lot to him.

-Right, I'm off to get Bobby.

-Wait! Erm...

I'll come with you. In fact, I'll drive you.

-What?

-To get Bobby.

Then we can, erm, go together.

Family, like.

Hello?

DOOR SLAMS

Hello, Hev?

It's only me.

Just come to do a little bit of cleaning.

Ooh.

SHE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Well...

I'll just get on with it then, yeah?

You going somewhere?

Oh, I get it. You're leaving me. Is that it?

-Well, thanks for your support, Lo.

-You're such an idiot!

Yeah, I must be, mustn't I?

For thinking that my own flesh and blood would stand with me!

You're not going to be here to stand with, are you!?

It's just going to be me and the baby.

Then what am I going to do?

You're worried about me going to prison. Is that it?

-No. Couldn't give a toss.

-Lola, listen to me. Listen.

-It ain't going to happen.

-You can't promise that.

-I got an alibi.

-What?

Not one I can tell people about. But I've got one.

Mandy.

She was with some bloke when she seen me.

-So?

-So...

..this bloke wasn't Ian Beale.

Lo, listen to me.

I'm not going away. I'm not going anywhere.

I'm going to be here for you and the baby. I promise you.

Can we put this away now?

Well, ain't like I don't try, is it?

I don't stop trying.

Doesn't really matter how hard I work, Heather,

it's never going to be enough, is it, eh?

I spent a fortune on that make-up.

Not one single person bought one measly mascara off me out there.

Now I can't even get a dinner together for me kids

and their mates. What's it all about, eh?

SHE SHRIEKS

Oh! Hev? Oh, sorry.

HE LAUGHS

-What's that?

-Food. Found it in the cupboard.

-What you doing?

-Launching it. It's a health hazard.

-What?!

-Someone could use this.

-No.

Food of a dead woman? That's a bit weird, innit?

And that.

What about my wages?

We agreed that you were going to install it today.

I need that sign up.

No, tomorrow's no good, mate.

That's it. It's ruined.

-It's only a sign, Ian.

-No, it needs to be in the window.

It needs to be perfect!

It looks pretty perfect to me.

You look gorgeous.

Well, I got the feeling this was a bit of an occasion.

-Yeah. You could say that.

-Lucy's already told us.

-I'm going to kill you.

-No, no, no. Don't. She meant well.

-Really?

-And anyway, we think it's great. Come here.

I mean, it ain't every day a man buys a caff for his family.

-No, you could say that.

-And we brought you a present.

-Awww.

You shouldn't have.

SHE LAUGHS No, really, you shouldn't have.

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

What do you want?

Came to ask you if you'd give my pops his job back.

-Can't do that, I'm afraid.

-Why not?

-Cos he's a no mark

-and a thief and he stole from us.

-He stole from Janine and it ain't like he took you for thousands.

Excuse me, that nursery stuff was not cheap.

Listen, this is all my fault.

-Really?

-I've been nothing but trouble since I got here

and what with the baby coming, he just got desperate.

All he wants to do is be a good granddad and take care of us.

How moving. That'll be a no then.

Unbelievable.

-Janine?

-Don't look at me! Don't look at me.

SHE SOBS

I know it's not much but I figured I owed you something from the Drayman job.

That's very noble of you, Alfie.

Yeah, well, I just thought we should square things up.

Well, I don't think this quite makes it.

What you talking... Why not?

Because you took me for a mug.

-Yeah, but it was nothing personal.

-Well, I took it personal.

Now I own you, Alfie.

And you're going to have to work very hard to make it up to me.

Rox, tell Jean, Spencer's sorted, all right? Thanks.

Well, if he has put your name over the door,

-you should be honoured.

-Yeah...

Bit weird but... nice.

You'll be on half wages until you've paid off the debt.

You what?

Agree to that and you can start back tomorrow.

-What made you change your mind?

-It's been a very weird day.

-I need to go.

-Hey, Janine! Thanks.

-Not me you need to thank.

-I went and spoke to her.

-You?

-I don't think I want Billy hanging around here.

-He's not doing any harm.

-Then why would the police nick him?

Shirl?

There you are. You hungry?

We got some pizza.

They're out there, living their lives...

as if nothing's happened.

-They think they can kill my friend and not pay the price.

-Shirl?

I can't sit here playing happy families knowing that they're still out there.

Kids! Your tea!

-What's that?

-Fish fingers and beans.

-Aren't you eating?

-Yeah. I've had mine. Look.

-Where's Morgan?

-I'm not eating that.

-I want to go home.

-No! Not yet. Erm...

Morgan!

-Where's your dinner?

-Bin. It's disgusting.

THEY GIGGLE

Ladies and gentlemen, if I could just have your attention for a moment?

This was supposed to be up in the window

but turns out the installation company's completely incompetent

so I'm going to have to do it here instead.

Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to unveil...

Mandy's cafe!

CLAPPING

-I'm so sorry.

-So much for family, hey?

Oi. Listen up everyone!

I know you all think he did, but my Pops,

-he didn't kill Heather and he's got an alibi to prove it.

-Lola, don't!

Cos she saw him... she even vouched for him,

but she won't say anything because she was with some bloke at the time.

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