17/05/2012 EastEnders

I found these practically walking down the stairs on their own.

Not been holding it together, have you?

You all right, Ben?

He's not baked a decent cake in weeks, have you, Ben?

No.

Nothing else?

-Breakfast.

-I'm back, but I'm not a skivvy.

No, I've made some for all of us.

You carry on like this, Phil, I'm seriously going to think there's something wrong.

Wish me luck?

Sorry.

Forgot.

You have more important stuff on your mind than my exams.

I need you to look after Bobby for an hour or so.

He's got the dentist.

Didn't you hear me?

Didn't you hear me?!

-Or does it not matter what I say?

-Ian!

Oh, just ignore me, is that it?

I can sort Bobby, it's fine...

YOU look after Bobby! And do it now!

Told you it'd be all right.

Yeah, only cos you ain't let her speak.

Just gone on and on about rubbish.

I told her Jay was spending a couple of nights at Abi's.

I don't want her charging round there to find out what's wrong.

What are we going to do about Ian?

Nothing.

We can't just leave him. You heard what he said.

Just leave it to me. You've done enough damage already.

I thought Shirley knew. I thought she'd heard us. Then once I saw that copper...

Yeah, I know. you thought, "I know what I'll do, I'll make it ten times worse

-"and tell Ian all about it."

-That wasn't my fault.

-He forced it out of you, did he?

Held you down, put the thumbscrews on you?

Look, Dad, you're always impossible to talk to.

You scared me, and all.

OK, son, OK.

Just leave this to me.

Yeah, but she was still in Hev's old flat yesterday.

-Yeah, well she ain't now.

-But I couldn't even get her out of the place on Friday,

not even for a coffee. And Phil was on one.

Yeah, well I saw her first thing this morning moving her stuff back into Phil's.

You know what they remind me of, Phil and Shirley? They remind me of... What's that couple that begin with B?

-What, Burke and Hare?

-No, no!

-What?

-I mean Burton and Taylor.

-Oh!

-Can't live together, can't live apart.

-Yes.

-You all right, darling?

I'm off to Charlie's.

All right, sweetheart.

Give Kat your love, shall I?

Yes, of course give Kat my love, and Tommy. It goes without saying, don't it?

-Course I will.

-Right.

Jean... Sorry, sweetheart,

best not to mention to Kat about Roxy staying here -

not that she'd have a problem with it or anything.

It's just that... Well, she's got a lot on her plate

and I don't want to give her anything else to worry about, you know?

But there isn't.

No, exactly. No.

Listen, you have a safe journey, OK?

FRONT DOOR OPENS

Brought you some breakfast.

-Michael!

-Extra bacon on yours...

-No, please, out.

-What's...?

-I'm trying on my dress!

-So?

So it's bad luck for you to see it before the wedding.

-Not superstitious, are you?

-I'm going to need all the luck I can get, marrying you.

And I've already had bad news today as well.

What was that?

Ricky's just called, and he doesn't know if he can get the time off.

So he doesn't know if he's coming.

Brilliant wedding this is turning out to be. My brother's going to be a no-show,

and now you've nearly seen my dress. This wedding is jinxed!

DOOR SLAMS

You on your own?

Now, let's get this straight.

You had your chance. Ben's made his decision. End of story.

A woman's dead, Phil.

Yeah, and Ben's in pieces.

There's nothing we can do about the first thing, not now,

but there's something we can do about him.

Who is he? I mean, how could he...?

What have you turned him into?

-Shirley's back now.

-What?

-Well, that'll help, won't it?

-She's Heather's best mate.

What ain't going to help is you.

So we've all got to pretend like everything's normal? How can we?

Listen, I'm going to make this nice and simple, so even you can understand it, all right?

Now, you go after Ben, I'll come after you.

If he goes down, I take you down too.

He's already down.

Right, I'm a girl, OK?

A girl who has an exam in three hours.

I should be revising, not babysitting.

Where's your dad?

He wanted me to look after him. Said he had something to do.

-What?

-I don't know.

Well, I can look after him if you want.

I mean, I ain't got no exams.

-He wasn't too keen on Mandy's offer.

-Well, I'm not Mandy.

No, you're right. You're much better looking.

Yeah. Yeah, OK. He's not going to object to you, is he?

So what happened? Did he woo you, yeah? With champagne and red roses and all that?

-No, it was him serenading me on the pavement that clinched it!

-Oh!

BOTH LAUGH

I'm glad you're home. I am.

You know, you in that flat, with all Heather's stuff around.

She'll always be with you, you know that. In your heart.

Where it matters.

Ooh. He's really got the hump with you, hasn't he?

No.

So why did he just freeze you out?

He didn't.

Kim, that was Arctic. What exactly did you say to him yesterday?

I told you - nothing.

-Much.

-I don't know why you just don't tell him the truth.

You planned a sexy afternoon in for the pair of you,

and he turned up with Sasha.

Kim, he'd probably just have a laugh about it.

I did tell him the truth.

He didn't find it too funny.

Kim.

I need something from you.

If it's a service wash you're wanting, you'll have to wait,

cos I'm all behind.

Are you OK?

It don't get any easier, Ian.

Every time I come in here, I still see her,

mixing up her coloureds and her whites

and cutting up her cheese.

Shirl! Shirl, listen.

-You sure about this?

-No.

No. There's only one way to find out, isn't there?

I'm sorry, Ian.

I know that thinking about her all the time ain't going to change nothing,

nor bring her back, neither.

Anyway, what did you come in for? Cos you didn't bring no washing with you.

Admire me view, was it? Wear me flooring out?

What if you could?

Could what?

Change things.

Change what, Ian?

Ian! What you talking about?

Change what?

What are you doing?

-Ben's getting me a milkshake.

-No, you get away from him!

-Ian!

-Get away!

-Ian?

-Just get away from him! Come on, we're going.

-Dad. Dad!

I'm sorry, you actually said that?

You actually told him that you weren't stepmother material?

No. I told him I couldn't hack his kid.

But it didn't come out the way that I wanted it to.

Look, Kim, Ray has got baggage, OK?

But you're going to have to accept that if you want to keep seeing him.

After all the lowlifes that you've been dating,

you don't want to let someone halfway-decent slip through your fingers.

Yeah, but then there's baggage and then there's baggage, innit?

An ex-wife - who cares? Some ex-girlfriend who won't let go?

I can deal with that. But...

What?

What, a 13-year-old kid is too hot to handle?

What is actually wrong with you?

You weren't this bothered about Morgan.

Yeah, but she's not 13, is she? She's like 23 going on 33.

-And she knows everything about everything.

-Ah, I get it.

You're scared.

-Uh-uh.

-Yeah, you're scared that she's going to make you look thick.

-Course not.

Then Ray's going to have second thoughts about the two of you.

Which he's obviously having, anyway.

-Bye.

-I've just phoned Ricky.

I've never heard of him.

I've told him he's coming, no excuses,

I'll even pay his wages if I have to.

Ricky is not our only problem. I've just spoken to Carol.

She doesn't know if the kids can get here till the day itself.

Some problem with the tickets, engineering work, or,

I don't know, something or other. I mean, can you imagine it?

The bridesmaids and the page boy, no rehearsals,

arriving on the day and just winging it. It's a total nightmare!

SHE SIGHS

What is it, Ian?

What was all that stuff with Lucy?

And screaming at poor little Bobby like that?

I mean, he's upstairs, he's sobbing...sobbing his little eyes out.

He doesn't understand.

And yesterday, Ian, all that stuff about me and Phil.

Ian, please.

Come on, now. You're really starting to worry me here.

FRONT DOOR RATTLING

Hello? Can I come in? It's me, Dot.

Would you like some cake?

It's left over from yesterday, so it's fresh.

It's from that party what the Brannings gave for Alice.

You know, Derek's daughter? All ended sooner than they thought.

Yeah, thanks, Dot. I'll get some plates, shall I?

Lovely, ta. Here we go.

Now...have some of me sponge.

Bit of Battenberg and a couple of iced tarts.

CHEERFUL SHOUTING FROM TELEVISION

'Woo!

'Yeah! Yeah!'

Hev's hen night. Got the DVD off of Kim.

I've not been able to watch it since she...

'Woo!

'Whoa!

-'Come on, Hev.

-Yeah, yeah!'

Just five minutes, eh?

Five minutes remembering how she was.

'Oh, yeah!

'I love you more!

'I love you more! Woo!

'I'm going to do a wee-wee-wee-wee-wee.'

-'You're going to do a what? Do a what?

-Wee-wee!'

ROXY CLEARS HER THROAT

-Oh, you all right, sweetheart?

-You all right?

-Mmm.

You been keeping away?

No, no, I've just been shopping, that's all.

-You know, I could always just move back, don't you?

-What?

Well, if...if me being here bothers you that much,

-then... It was only supposed to be for a couple of nights, anyway.

-HE SIGHS

Rox, Rox, Rox, what makes you think that, eh?

You reading Jean the riot act earlier.

Oh, Rox, come on, you know what Jean's like when she starts wagging her tongue.

I know you, OK? And...

Look, it was just one mate helping out another mate.

And all that stuff is ancient history, OK?

But if it makes you uncomfortable, then...

It don't. It doesn't.

And you said it yourself, you know, about Shirl moving back with Phil.

-What? So?

-Do you really want to sit there with Amy watching them two canoodle on the couch?

Exactly. Right, cup of tea?

-Yeah, yeah, go on.

-Right, I'll stick the kettle on.

Kim's made her feelings crystal clear.

No, she's done what she always does,

and that's to let her tongue run away with her.

Yeah, well, Sasha's a step too far, end of story.

Or a wake-up call.

Meaning?

You like Kim, yeah?

-Yeah.

-No, I mean, REALLY like her?

Yeah.

I want to try something.

-What?

-Trust me.

I didn't know she was going to do that.

She already had it on when I went in there.

Of course things are going to get a bit tricky now and again,

but give it time and let things settle down.

Ben, you've got to man up, you've got to front things out, whatever it is, you know.

It's the only way to get through this.

-But you will get through this, I promise you.

-And you promised you'd sort Ian out.

-What?

-You said leave him to you.

Why? What's happened? Ben?

I was getting Bobby a milkshake.

Lucy had an exam, and I said I'd look after him for her.

I just thought that if he saw us together, hanging out,

doing normal things, then he'd see...see that I'm not all bad.

But?

He went mental, didn't he?

I thought he was going to come straight out with it then and there. Tell everyone.

Now, look - Lou, Pauline, Pete.

All gone.

Yeah. But, I mean, there's plenty left, aren't there, Ian?

Lucy, Bobby, Ben.

I don't know what to do.

What about?

He can't do this to me.

Who?

I can't live like this!

What, Phil?

Ray's had to nip down the cash and carry.

And he's asked if you'll look after Sasha.

I still don't see why I can't just go home.

It's only going to be about half an hour or so, innit?

And Kim don't mind. Do you?

No.

Aw.

So how'd she take it?

Erm... Well.

Liar.

You've got brains.

And you're nice.

All right? All sorted. I'm so good.

-I've just been on the phone to a limo company.

-A what?

-A limo company.

-Liam, Morgan and...Tiffany?

-Mmm.

Yeah. Right, no more messing around with buses, trains,

-they're going to be picked up and delivered, day before the wedding.

-Tiffany in a limo.

-Yeah, all she needs now is a tiara.

-PHONE RINGS

Hang on, that's them now. Excuse me.

Yeah, about ten o'clock, please.

Yeah, cool. How much is that?

It's a company account.

Yeah, Branning Brothers.

Yeah, I'll call you with the details. Cheers, mate.

-What have you done to Ian?

-What?

He's in a terrible state.

It's nothing to do with me.

Well, it usually is.

It's probably down to that bird he's shacked up with.

I talked to Mandy

and she said that Ian has been going on about you and her.

What? Well, I don't know where he's got that from.

I won't do it.

I won't stand by and watch you treat Ian like you've treated poor Shirley.

Shirl's back.

What?

We're trying to make a go of it, you know,

trying to put it all behind us.

Shirl needs that too, you know - a good family, a proper home.

I mean, after what she's been through. Well, you'd understand that, Dot, wouldn't you?

Cos you lost a good friend and all, didn't you?

Yes.

So if I'm back with Shirley,

why would I go round chasing after someone else?

Dot, the only thing on my mind right now is looking after my family

and keeping them safe. But...

Well, if Ian's got some daft idea about me and Mandy in his head,

well, I'll go round there and see him and put him straight.

-Thank you.

-All right.

You all right there, madam?

This is your fault.

What? What's my fault?

This is your fault. I had to lie down now because I'm in shock.

Phil and Shirley canoodling on the sofa. It's disgusting - I can't get it out of my head.

That's can't be good for shock, though, sweetheart, just lying there. Surely not.

You know what you need? Something to bring you round.

A kind of a shock to get you out of a shock.

-Don't. Don't. Don't you dare, Alfie.

-Are you daring me now?

-I'm warning you.

-Not only is Peroxide daring me, she's also warning me!

-Put it down. Put it down.

-Say, "Please, Alfie."

-Put...it...

-I really don't want...

-What is she doing...?

-Mo!

Agh!

Mo!

I'm so sorry.

-So do you want to do anything?

-Such as?

Um... Watch something?

Daytime TV's for mindless idiots.

OK. Well, you can't do nothing all day.

I bet you and your dad never stop talking, do you?

Talking about various things, like current affairs and things, you know?

Like two little brainboxes.

Ms Kimberley Fox?

Of 18-20 Albert Square?

Oh. The B&B's closed.

Which is why you haven't been answering your letters, I suppose.

Look, we're going to open up next month, yeah?

Not with that sign out front, you're not.

Frank Hawkins, Walford Borough Council.

I take it this is your handiwork?

"Kim's Olympic Palace." What's the problem?

The problem is, "Olympic" is a trademark.

-What's that mean?

-Which you have stolen.

Hang on a minute, hang on. Look, I paid for that myself, yeah?

-It's all kosher.

-He means it's their intellectual property.

Oh. So why didn't he say so?

What's that mean?

It means you just can't put "Olympic" up anywhere you feel like.

Oh.

Are you telling me you didn't know?

Must be the only person in London who doesn't know.

And the rest of the country.

You could be fined thousands.

DRESS RIPS

Alfie, listen.

It's Mo's room,

it's only right that she has it back. It's OK. The sofa's fine.

I know it is, and that's where I'm going to be.

-I want you and Amy to have my bed, all right?

-You don't have to do that.

Roxy, I insist, darling.

-Alfie!

-Excuse me.

You still haven't told me what little Miss Muppet's doing here.

Do you want to keep your voice down?

-I'm just putting her up for a bit, that's all.

-A bit of what?

-Till she finds somewhere permanent. Anyway, what are you doing here?

-Jean.

-Jean?

-I kept asking her, "What's going on back in the Vic?"

"Oh, I'm not supposed to say," she said.

So I thought I'd come back and find out for meself.

What are you going to do?

Dad, you can't. Look, this is my fault, all right? All of it.

If anything happens to Ian, that'll be my fault and all, won't it?

HEV'S HEN PLAYS ON LAPTOP

'Yeah! Yeah!

'Woo-hoo!

-'Go on, girl!

-Oh, yeah!'

-Hi.

-Thanks for this, babe.

Yeah, thanks for this. I really enjoyed it.

I enjoyed it too.

And should you ever need any more help...

-What?

-Well, actually, Sasha's still off school tomorrow

because of the asbestos...

Oh, well, tomorrow it is, then.

-All right?

-Yeah.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Is it safe?

Hello?

Brought you some dinner.

Seeing as you blanked breakfast.

What's the matter? Another problem? Tell me what it is, we'll sort it.

Maybe weddings on this square just aren't meant to be.

I mean, look at poor old Heather.

-What?

-I think someone's just trying to tell us something. First Ricky...

-Ricky's sorted.

-..then Liam, Morgan and Tiffany.

-They're sorted.

And now... Oh! And you've seen the dress too. Brilliant(!)

I can't do this.

Do what?

The one day I'm meant to look like a princess, I'm going to look like an elephant.

I am being serious, Michael.

It's off.

FRONT DOOR SLAMS

This it, is it?

Lock the door, turn the music up so no-one can hear me scream?

We're on the same side, Ian -

on Ben's side, your brother's side.

I don't have a brother any more.

Come on, Phil, do what you came here to do.

Make sure I don't say nothing. I don't care any more, OK?

You know what I could do.

I could really make sure you don't say anything,

but what would that do to Ben, eh?

It'd just make him worse, wouldn't it? I told you, he's in pieces.

And, OK, OK, maybe he deserves to be but that's happened now

and there's...there's a lot of reasons why that's happened.

Now, a lot of those reasons are down to me -

I don't need some psychological report to tell me that I've messed up.

What psychological report?

I know what I've done to him.

And I know what he's been doing as well.

He's been pretending to be something that he's not.

But we can change that, we can change him,

you and me - his dad and his brother.

Kathy's son and Kathy's husband.

-Oh, right, so you're playing that one now, are you?

-Well, that's what we are, Ian,

whether you like it or not.

All right.

So what would Kathy do?

You know, Phil, and so do I.

Kathy would never have let this happen in the first place.

Kathy would never have let Ben get like this.

But I let him get like this, and so did you, Ian.

Cos you were there and all, weren't you?

It's up to us to bring him back -

for you and me, the two of us,

to bring him back.

OK, OK, if you want to say, "Go to the Old Bill.

"We'll go to the police

"and tell them everything..."

..all right, do that.

But you've got to do it now.

Because you can't let Ben live like this,

have this hanging over his head.

What about me, all right?

It's hanging over me!

Phil, I've just known for one day and my head feels like it's going to explode!

So end it now.

Or we end something else.

We end 20 years of us tearing strips off each other.

And we start doing what we should have been doing all along.

We start doing what Kathy would want us to do.

We start putting the energy, all that energy, into making Ben right.

Please, Ian.

Well, this is a first, innit?

Me begging you.

Which only goes to show that people can change. Things can change.

Please. Please.

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