02/08/2012 EastEnders

Whitney!

Pops, chuck that for us!

Lo!

They've only just got here, honest.

How's Janine? And Scarlett?

Fine.

Bet she's happy, ain't she, getting everything done for her.

Have you ever eaten hospital food?

I bet Janine's ordering stuff in.

Yeah.

Come on, you.

Michael. Once you get 'em home, it'll be the happiest day of your life.

You got no worries, honestly.

Scarlett's got the all-clear, so she's coming home. I'm not worried, Bill.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Can't wait.

Good man.

Bill...?

Sorry.

Come on, then, Lo.

See ya.

Bye.

Now, you're sure it was definitely him?

I told you, yes! But it was like he vanished.

What, you think he's been sleeping rough?

If you'd seen the state of him, yeah, he must be.

Right. We've got to tell Lucy.

What? That her dad is in a homeless shelter?

Imagine you hearing that about Bianca. Or Ricky!

So what are we supposed to do, Lauren? Pretend you never saw him?

-You had a change of management?

-Just the name. Business as usual.

Oh.

She's busy.

So unless you're actually buying something, Derek...?

Just a bit of friendly banter, Joseph. Obviously something he didn't inherit from me.

Large coffee, please.

Oi, Lo. Check this out.

There we go, my love.

Best fruit and veg in the whole of Walford, guaranteed. Take care.

Oi, oi! Show us your melons!

Whey!

Did anyone buy anything from you?

I sold more in one hour than that Luke does in a whole day.

Don't know what all the fuss is about, Bill. Must be in my blood.

Yeah, suppose it must be.

Listen, dinner tonight, yeah? Get a takeaway? I'm paying.

Cheers.

Oi, Jay! Look at this!

Come on, Ben's buying us dinner tonight.

Push the pram, will you? My arms are killing me.

Push it, then!

See you later.

I can't do it!

I can't either.

Someone's going to have to.

Hello, love. I've got something for you.

What?

Thank you. Because I know you spoke to Mum.

All sorted, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, you were right about backing off.

Good. I'm pleased.

Well, looks like we've got the whole place to ourselves for once.

Just the two of us.

Me and the wife-to-be.

And Jason Statham. And as many spare ribs as you can handle.

DOOR CLOSES

Well, that was nice while it lasted.

Yeah, I really enjoyed that.

Hello, love.

What? What's happened?

OK. It's Ian.

I've just seen him. And he's on the streets...

He's in a homeless shelter.

..sleeping rough. Ian Beale. We've tried to tell Lucy, but...

-Has she been drinking again?

-Dad!

Hang on, hang on. Ian is in a shelter?

Yes.

Course it weren't Ian!

He looked disgusting.

He was filthy, it was like he was a different bloke.

Yeah, cos it was a different bloke!

Why would Ian be on the streets?

He's got a house over there, with a family.

Dad. It was him!

How did Anthony know gerberas are my favourite?

I'm going to say thanks.

No, no, no, wait!

Sorry.

Umm... Why don't you go and freshen up?

You know, you want to look reem, don't ya?

Anthony! Anthony!

I haven't got time for details, but Alice got this bouquet and she thinks they're from you.

What? Why?

Well, maybe the stars aligned

to create this administrative error, and shazam.

Shazam?

Like Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta-Jones having the same birthday.

Some things are just meant to be.

-So, when Alice comes over, you smile and say you're welcome.

-Pops, just...

Look, there's been a mix up. All right?

You know, you wouldn't want to hurt her feelings again, would you?

No, course not.

No. Fab! Now go. Go, go...

Umm, so...football. Defence...

Yeah, left wing, right wing...

Lovely. Yeah. Go for it!

She's coming. Show time.

The flowers are beautiful. It means a lot.

You're welcome! You know, our date should have never happened.

I just wish that it had been better. That I'd been better.

-Yeah, cos you mashed it up last time...

-All right, Fats?

I mean, having your dad there didn't exactly help, did it?

So, if my dad wasn't there..?

Who knows? I mean, maybe we could...

we could try again?

Practice makes perfect.

Another date?

Cos I'm off tomorrow...

Yeah. Course. Why not?

Great!

Nah, it doesn't make sense.

Ian Beale, sleeping rough, hanging out in soup kitchens? Babe, you've got to be wrong.

Could you have made a mistake?

Lauren.

Uh. You don't know everything. We haven't told you everything.

Ian walked out.

He left Lucy and Bobby on their own.

He's down in Devon, with Peter. She told me.

She lied.

He just disappeared on his wedding day.

What you talking about? What do you mean just disappeared?

And you both knew this?

Well, we knew that he'd done a runner, yeah.

But not that he'd ended up on the streets.

She hasn't heard from him? She's not heard anything?

Not a phone call, nothing, since the wedding day?

-That was months ago.

-Why didn't you say?

Because Lucy was terrified, weren't she?

She's had the bailiffs on her case, Derek robbing her blind.

She had to hold it together. What choice did she have?

She's not going to put Bobby in care.

She could've called the police, or you two could've.

Lauren, I thought you were smarter than this. Why didn't you tell us before?

Because. She made me promise.

She's right, you know. Last week, she had the bailiffs knocking.

She was terrified, it was scary.

If that's what Ian knew was round the corner, maybe he's...

Yeah, that's it. Ian's just done a runner, ain't he?

Just waiting for the bailiffs to get off his case.

What? And left his teenage daughter to cope with it? No.

Nobody in their right mind'd do that, would they? He must've lost it.

I mean, do you remember his wedding day, him and Mandy?

It was like he went crazy. Didn't he? Do you remember?

-Whit. Go and get Alfie, will you please?

-Why?

Cos Ian's going to be holed up somewhere, waiting for it all to blow over.

I reckon Alfie might know where he is.

-We can put a stop to all this nonsense. Go on, Whit. Please.

-Yeah.

Oi, oi. Here we go, then.

You two don't mind having a look at that, do you?

We both tried, and we were lame.

It's my eyes, see. Think they're going. Reckon I might need glasses.

Hold on. What is it?

One of them baby chairs. Ain't got instructions, though.

That's handy, then. So we're supposed to fix that without knowing how?

Two bright boys like you? Shouldn't take you more than an hour, tops.

Look, it ain't for me, is it? It's for Lexi.

You don't want her going without, do you?

No.

Shall we go and get the food, then?

-Yeah.

-Ben?

What's wrong with you, man? Alice, she's a nice girl.

It's not her I'm scared of, Fats. It's her psycho dad.

You know what you've got to do?

You've got to bowl up to that daddy-cool,

look him in the eye, be the big man, and say,

"No long ting, bruv, you're not invited".

-All right, yeah.

-Trust me.

Um, just give me a sec...

Alf! Alfie! All right?

What you doing later? I fancy a blow out. Fancy a boys' night out.

I need to get out the house before they turn it into a pink palace.

Yeah, yeah. Michael, we'll talk later.

Trace, hold the fort, sweetheart.

Joey! Do you want a drink?

Nah, you're all right. I only came in for a bit of change for the cafe. You three celebrating or something?

Kind of.

Anthony's taking me on a date.

Really?

Jane's not there. What time is it there? Shall I leave a message?

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Babe, can we just wait and see if we find him first?

Hiya. All right. Whitney told me. So what are we going to do?

What do you reckon?

You all saw the state he was in.

I don't know why he didn't ask us for help.

Everyone's talking about Ian. What about Lucy and Bobby?

Yeah. She's really struggling.

She's barely surviving.

Important thing is to find him. For Lucy and Bobby's sake.

Right. Let's go out and look for him, shall we?

Have we got a photo of him?

-Yeah. We must have somewhere. I'll have a look.

-All right.

What if you don't find him?

We'll have to phone the police, won't we?

Why's it done that?!

Because...

that is too small. Any muppet can see that.

Can't you find the right one so we can get on with it?

Yeah, get on with it, forget it never happened.

I asked you to pass me it, and you passed me this.

You couldn't look yourself? That's you all over, innit?

Always someone else's fault.

-And when Lexi falls through it...

-I'd never hurt her!

But you'd...?

I sent Pops down the Vic with the change.

You seen this?

This is what Shirley's doing for George, cos he ain't got no mum.

You know what that's like. Right? And so do you!

We all do. All right.

And if that ever, ever happens to her,

I need to know she's got you two.

Cos you ain't just friends, you're family. All right?

That's what you said, innit?

Just fix up.

Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?

No darling, no.

Whatever happens in the next hour, Lucy's going to need you girls.

Do you think if we were proper brothers, then you'd get over it?

Cos Dad and Grant, they always get over things. Anything.

The whole reason I kept quiet was cos I thought of you as a brother.

Hiding the picture frame...

..I was out of order.

And I panicked and... You're right. And I'm sorry.

Mmm. Course you are.

Me and you, we can never go back to how we were.

We're not the same.

Nothing's the same.

It could be.

You scare me.

Don't be stupid!

I don't know who you are.

Don't know what you're capable of.

You just said you think of me as a brother!

"Thought".

Not no more.

I'm here for Lola. And I'm here for Lexi.

And they want to see us getting on.

So that's what we'll show 'em.

His name's Ian,

and he went missing from the Walford area a couple of months ago.

Look, if anything comes to you, just let a volunteer know. Please.

Can't imagine Ian Beale hanging out with this lot.

Swapping recipes, bragging about his hot-tub?

Breaks my heart though, Max.

We've all had our troubles in the past. Who ain't?

But what does it take to tip someone over the edge? Eh?

Loads of people end up here before Ian.

You think Lauren might've got it wrong?

Yeah. You heard what she said - the bloke looked different.

Lets hope so, eh?

-Nothing.

-See?

So what do we do now then, eh?

Oi!

I know him.

We came to talk.

Right. Well, I might not be feeding the homeless, but I'm busy.

We only want to say one thing.

We're sorry.

Sorry.

Right. I thought I was spoilt and selfish. Why are you being so nice?

Free jacket potato?

One filling, max. Trying to make a profit here.

He must be a good mate of yours for you to go to all this trouble.

Either that or he owes you lot one heap of cash.

He is a good mate, ain't he?

Hasn't anyone ever come looking for you?

Like I said, if it's the bloke I'm thinking of,

he don't look like that any more.

His hair's a bit... And he's got some, y'know...

So you really think he's going to be here, do you?

Wherever you're taking us?

You seen him there before?

We ain't got time to waste.

All right, mate.

I've seen him around a few times. He might've been here.

D'you reckon that no news is good news?

If they find him, they'll let us know.

Maybe not.

That's £3.40 down the drain.

Do you ever stop thinking about work?

Don't really have a choice, do I? Have you seen the new sign?

Yeah. Fats reckons he should get one of them Turner prizes

for that piece of art.

Covers up every trace of that gold-digger Mandy

and every one of Dad's bad decisions.

Did you see Ben on the stall?

We are like the next Beale generation.

We are sharper, we are smarter and we're a lot less selfish.

But you must miss your dad, though?

You were crying for him to come home a couple of weeks ago.

He abandoned us.

Bobby don't deserve that. Especially after Jane.

What kind of man walks out on their kids, eh?

We're better off without him.

You don't mean that?

Look, I've finally just got on top of the business stuff. I've got Joey. Bobby's happy. So I'm happy.

Is this where you sleep?

Are you mad? These are places you end up if you're proper rock bottom.

I can usually find somewhere.

Hold on. What do you mean, "somewhere?"

Can't you go home? You're just a kid.

If you grew up where I did, you wouldn't want to go home.

Babe, this is a joke. We ain't going to find him here.

Oh, come on. Let's just get on with it, shall we?

What?

Nice suit.

I've been looking for you.

-All right? Can I have a word?

-Yeah.

Alice, I ain't sure about this Anthony bloke.

You'll like him. He's really funny.

Yeah? From what I've seen, he reckons he's a bit of a player.

Anthony?

I don't want you wasting your time on some sap

who'll just take you for granted and...

Would you rather I just jumped from bed to bed

to try and keep my feet warm?

I just don't want you making a fool of yourself. That's all.

A lovely thing to say to your sister.

-Joey!

-I should go.

The last thing you say to a girl is to keep away from a guy.

Anthony's all right.

Alice deserves better than all right.

If she finds out you've scared him off, she'll hate you. Trust me.

Joey... Just let her find out on her own. Make her own mistakes.

All right. Well, if you think of anything, there's a number on the back. Just give us a call.

Thanks.

No-one's seen him.

You'd think he'd stand out like a sore thumb, wouldn't you?

That kid knows your mate.

Oh, yeah?

-And he knows where he hangs out.

-Thought you said you knew.

He's seen him there about an hour ago. Thing is, though, you'll have to give him a few quid.

How much is a few?

How much do you want to find your mate?

30?

What did she say?

She reckons that bloke saw Ian.

-You reckon we can trust 'em, then?

-Ain't got a choice, have we?

At least try and find out what...

Good luck!

Oi!

You're taking us.

Right, you know this Anthony Moon kid, yeah?

-Unfortunately.

-Apparently, he's taking Alice out.

That little chancer ain't learnt his lesson, then?

Lucy told me.

I've tried talking to Alice but she won't listen to me.

I don't want her getting hurt, you know?

She won't.

Good.

What if he's not here?

He'll be in here somewhere.

So where did your mate say he saw him, then?

Ian?

Ian Beale!

Ian?

Ian!

Oi! Oi!

-Where are you going?

-I'll scream.

What do you think you're doing?

You see a bloke in a suit and think you can cash in on people's misery?

Give me my money back.

It ain't my fault if he's moved on. Get off!

This has gone on too long. I'm going to phone the old bill.

What's the point?

Oi. Leave him alone!

Oi! Oi! Enough.

That's enough! All right. Oi!

Go on. Take it.

Take it. I've got a daughter your age.

Max! Max! Alfie!

Come on, mate.

Come on, mate. Keep going.

You all right?

What a day. But yeah. Guess so. Thanks for picking him up.

So, you going to batter Joey at mortal boxing then?

Yeah. He's rubbish.

By rubbish, Bob actually means better than him.

No! Rubbish.

Sorry.

Here, let me take this for you.

Oh, Ian, sweetheart...

We just need to get you home, don't we?

Hey. All right, buddy?

Ian Beale, small businessman of the year award, 19...

When was it, Ian?

I've decided, I want to get hold of Rainie. I want her there.

I want her at the wedding. I want all of us together, you know.

OK.

DOOR OPENS

Hey. Nice job.

I was amazed you were able to fix it.

Without the instructions.

Oh, yeah, very funny. We should charge you for the work.

You know what,

two boys as stupid as you actually deserve to be best mates.

So I think I should get paid for getting you two back together.

Hello. Hello!

Oh, you're very pretty.

-JOEY:

-'On the ropes, mate, on the ropes, mate.'

'No chance, no chance! Right in there, go on!'

-BOBBY:

-'You suck at this!'

'Boom! Yes!'

Look at that!

I predict a knockout for Joey, round four.

We'll see about that.

KNOCK AT DOOR

I brought lasagne home for dinner. Can you put it in the oven?

Why can't Joey do it?

I meant Joey!

Dad...

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