15/08/2012 EastEnders

Say something then.

What am I going to do?

SHOUTS: What am I going to do?! Tell me, Ben!

Do I go out looking for him?

Or do I sit here and wait?

Look, he didn't do it.

I mean, he wouldn't do it, all right?

Not to Hev. You're miles off.

You know any prayers...

start saying them now.

I, er...

..I need to get back home.

Oh, course.

I'm going to OK things with Shirley, smooth the way a bit, yeah?

Oh, Phil, it's all right, you've done enough. More than enough.

I wouldn't have done it for anyone else.

Best I find some clothes. Can't turn up like this again.

-Mum?

-It's all right, Denny. We're going to be OK.

Listen, wait here a sec. Yeah?

Where you going?

Shopping.

It's gone flat...

..that figures.

Here, pour yourself one.

We're going to make a little toast.

Right, you listening?

Yeah?

You listening, Ben?

I don't want to do this, Shirl.

Here's to that...

..lying...

murdering piece of filth.

All that blood on his hands.

Hands that have been all over ME!

Holding me, touching me...

putting this stupid ring on my finger.

-Get the flaming thing off me!

-He didn't do it, Shirl!

-Get it off!

-It won't budge.

-DO IT!

SHIRLEY CRIES OUT

What do you want me to do with it? Shirl?

SHIRLEY GROANS

Look, this don't make sense.

You've got to think all this through.

I mean, you can't have Dad walk into this.

He loves you.

Didn't love her, though, did he?

It's all spinning around in my head, Ben, like I don't know what.

Her face.

His face.

What could have made him so angry to lash out like that?

How hard must he have hit her?

I mean, her head, it was like solid rock,

there was nothing in it except George Michael and concrete.

He's your fella and you're his woman, Shirl,

and he wouldn't ever, ever lay a finger on your best mate.

But we weren't best mates at the time, were we?

So maybe he thought I wouldn't care if she lived or died.

-It was someone else.

-WHO?!

Who is this someone else?

(I don't know.)

Then you'd better find them...

you better track 'em down...

..cos until you do, Ben,

until you do, there is only one person that I'm going to blame.

-Here y'are.

-Cheers.

-Pat Butcher wouldn't wear this!

-Not now, she wouldn't.

-Hmm?

She's six feet under.

No!

New Year's day.

God, I thought she'd be here for ever.

So, you don't like it then?

In honour of Pat - no.

Listen, I, er...

I better get back home. Shirley'll be going spare.

Oh, no worries. I'll think of something.

Well, might go and see Ian. Is he still around?

Listen, maybe it'd be better if you came with me.

Phil, are you sure? I don't want to rain on your parade.

It's weird, innit?

I'm trying to get married and you're trying not to.

PHONE RINGS

Let's hope you have more luck than I did, eh?

HE SIGHS

Dad, listen. Shirl's gone off on one.

She thinks that you did Hev in!

I'm trying to tell her you didn't but you've gotta get back.

You've gotta get back here now!

KNOCK ON DOOR Open the door.

-Were you talking to someone?

-No.

I'm not going to let you give him the chance to make up a story.

-No, I weren't.

-Where's your phone?

I ain't got it, have I? Look.

You know, I was in this frame with Hev.

I could've been the last thing she saw come flying at her.

I dunno whether that's a comfort or a curse.

How'd you think it got here?

-I dunno.

-Your dad wouldn't have brought it here, he's not that stupid.

He's many other things but he's not stupid. Not him.

Maybe he did.

-But, Ben, I just said...

-But what if he did? What if he did?

I mean, then that makes him innocent.

You know, he was thinking of you, he was going to give you something that belonged to Hev.

Oh, so this is an engagement present?

No, no, I'm not saying that, I'm just...

I mean, he wouldn't have brought it back in the house, would he? I mean, not if he was guilty.

You know how it got here?

D'you know why?

It's Hev's doing.

She's pointing the way.

(Shirl...)

Shirl, I swear to you, all right, that's just your imagination...

She's saying, "Look, Shirl. Look close, and you'll see."

Why can't you just let her go?

Do you want Hev's killer to be walking free?!

No, course not...

-I-I didn't mean it like that.

-You know, Ben...

..I've not just lost a best friend...

I'm about to lose a lover, a husband, my whole future.

Now I don't want it to be like that but it's out of my hands.

Your dad put paid to that.

-But...

-He's going to be home any second.

I can't promise you it ain't going to be ugly...

but if he's guilty, Ben, if he done this, I'll know the minute I set eyes on him.

So you'd better brace yourself...

cos you could be seeing him for what he really is.

I never thought I'd end up back here.

-Think of worse places.

-Is Grant around?

Portugal.

Good.

You sure about that?

You know, there's not many who'd do what you just did, Phil.

-Knight in shining armour, me.

-Well, you are from where I'm standing.

So I've got a pool table and a games console. D'you fancy that?

All right, Phil?

Sorry, I would ask but, er, it's Ian...

Ian Beale?

-Is something wrong? We go way back.

-He's just had a bad time of it.

-How bad?

-You know Beale, never makes it easy on himself, does he?

-Where is he now?

-Car lot.

I've tried talking to him, he's not responding.

Great. So much for Shirley's big day.

-What do you want me to do?

-What is it? What's happened to him?

Er...listen, maybe it's better if you go with Max. Yeah?

Don't fob me off, Phil.

I'm not, it's just a bit delicate, that's all.

-I can't just turn up with a blushing bride, can I?

-She's an old mate.

-What's wrong with your gaff?

-He's meant to be having a party.

-I'm just...getting engaged.

All I need is a change of clothes.

Do me a favour? Sort that out and I'll sort Beale out.

All right, cheers, Phil.

Yeah, I'll just do bed and breakfast for everyone an' all, shall I?

I'm Sharon.

Are you now?

Come on, baby.

-Where the hell is he?

-Let me go get him.

I'm telling you, we're in this together.

Yeah, I know, I know. But I can bring him back

and, like you said, as soon as he walks in that door you'll know,

you'll know that he's done nothing.

Just by looking at him. Then all this can stop.

Shall I tell you what I'm seeing?

Only it's all in flashes...

memories, thoughts about what happened that night.

I can't put it all together, not yet...

but I will, Ben.

D'you want it to be him? Is that it?

You want the bloke that just proposed to you to be guilty?

Cos that don't make sense.

Like you said, how angry must he have been with her?

To whack her? There's no reason for it.

I've seen him lose it and so have you.

But why would he go round hers?

Why would he go round hers before seeing you?

-I don't know, do I?!

-Because he didn't!

Because when he came out, the only person he thought about was you.

Not Hev. Why...?

-Why would she even come into his head?

-Right, you listen.

You listen, all right? I know, I know that Hev is sending me a message,

telling me that there is something rotten in that house.

-Shirl, that's just mental.

-Don't you dare.

-I'm going to go see Jay.

-You're not going anywhere. I need you here.

Why? So I can watch you call my dad a killer?

-Yeah, I really want to see that, don't I?

-I need to, all right?

I need to look him straight in the eyes when I tell him!

Just get over it!

Hev ain't sending you messages.

And all that's left is that stupid picture frame.

Excuse me?

"That stupid picture frame"?

The one with blood on it?

That, "stupid picture frame," that put an end to my best mate's life?!

I'm sorry... but you know what I mean.

-Where you going?

-I can't listen to this.

It can't be anybody else, can it?

What are you going to do anyway? I mean, seriously?

Cos you can't prove it.

The old bill ain't got a clue, there's no more fingerprints

and loads of people have touched that photo frame,

so you can't even get any DNA off it.

At the end of the day, you can rant and rave at Dad

but if he comes home and says he didn't do it, then that's that.

Nothing you can do can bring Hev back.

And I know that's what you want...

that's what we all want...

..but it ain't ever going to happen.

PHIL KNOCKS ON THE CAR

You going to get out of here, eh?

You can't hide away in here for ever, you know.

Come on, budge up then.

Come on, budge up!

Ian, you've gotta shake this off.

If Ben can, so can you.

I mean, look...

Look at where he was...

and look at where he is now.

And you two are brothers, right?

So if Ben can do it, so can you.

Nothing's that bad, I know that. Look at the things I've done and...

the things I've had done to me.

Drop dead.

Eh?

That's what Lucy said.

Maybe I should.

Ian...

Ian, you're all out of shape, mate.

You ain't going to stay this way for ever.

I'm here to make sure of that...

and so will Ben, you know?

You can't let him see you like this, not now,

not now that he's turned a corner,

and you wouldn't want to upset him, would ya?

You wouldn't want to do that to him.

Listen, I'm not a word man,

I'm not one for talking about feelings and stuff

but look at all the stuff I've sent your way. Hmm?

I mean, you took all of that, didn't ya?

Your head down the bog,

the knockbacks when you was on your knees, begging me for money.

I mean, you soaked all of that up. All them years I was going at you

and I hit you with everything I had, and you took it, didn't ya?

And you're still standing, ain't ya?

Come on, Ian...

..you're better than this...

Are you listening to me?

You are better than this.

I know it and you know it.

I ain't having this. I'm not having it.

PHIL SIGHS

Listen, there's, er...

..there's someone that wants to see you...

..but I can't have you turning up in this state.

All right?

You listening to me?

HE SIGHS

You all right, little man? Want a biscuit?

Yeah. Biscuits are good.

Right, I'll sort you some clothes out.

Don't like the wedding look then?

-What size are you?

-Have a guess.

-Ah, you'll be all right. You'll fit.

-Good with inches, are you?

Well, he seems nice...ish.

Mum?

I'm OK, Denny.

I promise ya!

Come here.

BEN PANTS

Was the last photo we had taken together.

I bet he burnt it.

I bet he sat there and watched Hev's face curl up and turn black.

-I thought you said you were going to wait to see him before you hung him?

-I am...

..but there are so many things that don't add up.

That night, there are so many things that are not right.

We need to go back there.

-Back where?

-We need to work it through.

There was you, me, Roxy...Jay, Billy. We were ALL there!

-Where was everybody sitting, do you remember?

-I dunno.

I was there...

..Roxy, Roxy was here...

Lola, where was Lola sitting?

Lola here...

-..and then Jay went and sat over there.

-Shirl...

We made everything nice for Phil...

then he came in and he was all over me.

-Please stop it, all right?

-Ben...

Ben, where were you sitting?

Ben...

-Leave them!

-He's going to be home any minute, all right?

-Put them back.

-You don't deserve to marry my dad.

-Put them back on the table, Ben!

He shouldn't have to walk in to something like this.

He loved Hev and he loved little George. He did.

Yeah, well, he can tell us that, can't he?

If he had, right, he'd have never left little George all alone, lying on his bed.

-What?

-He'd never have left a baby like that.

-How? I mean, how...?

-That's shut you up, ain't it?

-No, but, Ben, how...

-No, I don't want hear another word about it.

HOW did you know about George being left in his bed?

You definitely know your inches.

I've got an eye for it, ain't I?

Dunno what to do with this.

I sort of guessed you won't be wearing it again.

No. Suppose not.

So what's going on with Ian?

It's like Phil said,

you know, he's just having a bad time of it, that's all.

Last I knew, those two hated each other.

People change, don't they?

Money or a woman?

-It's always one or the other with Ian.

-You one of them, are ya?

-You one of Ian's exes?

-Me? No.

-No, we're just good friends.

-Well, he's going to need a lot of those.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Do you mind?

Sorry, last thing I need is to get caught with a strange blonde.

Yeah, course.

-You all right?

-All right, Jack.

Bruv, you ain't got a navy blue tie, have ya?

Why navy blue?

Little bit tricky.

I've got a date with this redhead

and she just happens to be obsessed by sailors.

-Sailors?

-Yeah!

I told her I was one once, even had the tie to prove it.

-Navy blue?

-Mm-hm.

-Follow me.

You done?

Good.

Cos I don't want to sit in here all day.

Come on then, get out.

I said get out.

Ian, I can slap you about and drag you out of there

or you can get out yourself. Now come on, out.

Come on. You know...

..it's all good again. Yeah?

Like nothing bad's ever happened.

Ben believes it, I believe it, so can you.

It's all gone away.

But seeing you in this state, it's letting the side down

and I'm not having that.

D'you hear me?

Now, this... This is day one.

This is where we start from...yeah?

Yeah.

Good.

Now...

..now there's someone you need to meet.

-Sure you don't want me to draw a little boat on that(?)

-Funny.

-That looks like any other tie.

-It's the chat that goes with the tie.

-She wants to believe it, she will.

-You even like this girl?

Like her? Bruv, come on. Be serious.

Well, don't be seasick down it, will you?

-# I am sailing... #

-PHONE RINGS

-You all right, Tan?

-# I am sailing... #

Yeah, yeah, get lost. No, not you, babe...

# Home again, cross the sea... #

MUG SHATTERS

So tell me you're the new maid?

Do I look like a scrubber?

-That brother of mine, he's unbelievable.

-Max is your brother?

He's even got you dressed up in Tanya's clothes.

He's beyond help, that boy!

-Do yourself a favour, go. Before I throw...

-You're reading this wrong.

I like my fun as much as the next man but THIS is sick.

-You got a name?

-Don't worry about my name!

I want to know who I'm about to slap.

Oh, really?

-We got a feisty one here, have we?

-You've got a lot more than feisty.

How much he paying you?

Come on, tell me and you can take off.

Such a nice face as well.

-Max!

-Oi.

There was a time I would have hit you back.

There was a time that I'd have aimed higher.

I'm a friend of Phil and Ian's.

My son is in the kitchen, eating a biscuit.

I'm wearing these clothes because mine were no longer suitable.

Now you can apologise or I'll break the other one.

You only had to say.

Let's go over this again, Ben.

Phil must have told you where George was.

He weren't there, so how could he?

Then how do you know?

Cos you went and fetched him.

I never said where he was.

-I never said precisely were he was.

-What does that matter?

All I'm trying to say is that Dad would never do that to Hev.

I mean, not with her kid next door.

That where he was, is it?

-Yeah, you said.

-No...

-..I didn't say.

-How else would I know?

If I didn't say anything and if your dad wasn't there either...

..that means you must've been there.

Thank you.

Least I could do for breaking your leg.

There's a lot more you could do.

-Ain't you meant to be somewhere?

-Oh, totally forgotten.

Sailors, ties, a redhead.

Hmm, nope. Total blank!

-What I do know is...

-Yeah?

..that I'm free right now.

I don't even know your name, do I?

It's Jack.

As in the beanstalk?

I prefer "The Giant Killer."

SHARON GIGGLES

I thought you had a ship to catch.

-It sailed without me, didn't it?

-Your boy's asking for you.

You might be free...

but I'm not.

JACK EXHALES

What?

DOORBELL RINGS

All right, Phil?

-Sharon still here?

-Yeah.

Right, I'll leave you to it.

Ian...?

Sharon.

Oh, Ian, what is it?

A lot's happened, Sharon.

-I'm talking to Ian.

-He ain't exactly talking right now.

Ian, it's me, I'm back!

I'm here. OK?

I'm here.

Welcome home.

Hev brought that frame here.

No...

She made sure it came to me...

cos she knew what it would do to you.

What's it like, seeing it again? D'you want to pick it up?

D'you want to do a repeat on me?

Nothing happened.

You came home that night wearing different clothes.

No...

Say it, Ben...

..tell me what happened.

What are you talking about? Look, nothing happened.

You've been bottling it up all this time

and now's your chance to let it out.

-I've got nothing to tell you.

-TELL ME!

BEN CRIES OUT

Say it, Ben.

I loved her, all right, I swear.

What did you do?

I just... It was an accident. I swear. I promise.

Oh, right, that picture frame just JUMPED into your hands on its own?

-No, it wasn't like that...

-What was it like, Ben?

It was accident, all right? I just...

I just lashed out, I promise.

I want to hear you say the words.

Go on.

Go on, Ben...

say the words.

SAY THEM!

I did it...

I killed Hev.

BANGING ON DOOR

SHIRLEY GRUNTS

SHIRLEY ROARS

You can tell Hev that you're sorry...

in person.

Look, Shirl, just, please...

BEN CRIES OUT

BEN SPLUTTERS

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