21/08/2012 EastEnders

Shirley!

Come on, Shirley, please!

I just saw you, Shirley. Why you hiding?

I'll get rid of him.

Please, Phil?

She don't want to talk to anyone.

Phil, please?

Shirley! Please?

He's gone.

Won't shift.

What?

The graffiti. God knows what they used.

You OK?

White spirit. Maybe white spirit...

Shirley, stop that, will you? I want to talk to you.

What?

Go to the butchers, yeah?

Get some steaks in for lunch.

I'll invite Billy, Roxy, Lola, the kids. Be nice.

Nice?

They're our family, Shirley.

Your family.

It's the same difference, ain't it? Come on, Shirl.

We got something. That's got to be worth fighting for.

Oh, no, you're not.

What?

Trying that on.

# Duh, duh, duh duhhhhhh. #

Kim, what if you do something to it? Like rip it?

You saying that I'm bigger than her? I'm not, you know.

I'm saying it's a very expensive dress.

Because I'm really not, except in the vital areas

and I'm betting that these'll look boobilicious in this baby.

It's not your dress, all right? Give it here.

Is that mine?

Yes. Yes. Max dropped it over, said you'd be expecting it.

Why's the zip open?

-Zip?

-Zip?

Oh. That's... Tanya. Must've been Tanya.

Yeah, Tanya.

Right. Would someone mind giving my room the once over?

The window sills are very dusty.

Sure. Oh, and you can leave the money on the side.

Money?

Yes, you didn't leave a deposit last night.

Oh.

Deposit?

Yes. It's a new policy. 60 quid.

-Problem?

-No, no. Fine. I'll bring it over later, all right?

All right.

Thank you.

You lost something?

It's OK.

Phone? Purse?

Keys.

Oh, just retrace your steps,

that's what me Aunty Pauline used to say.

I'm not helping, am I?

Look, have you eaten? You should eat before you go out.

-I could do you some French toast?

-I'm late.

All right. Where's Bobby? What about him?

-At a friend of his.

-Which friend?

-You don't know him.

I could cook us all something tonight?

We don't have any food in.

-I'll go shopping.

-What, in that?

Just go back to bed, Dad.

Jay?

Woah, easy. It's all right.

Just caught him eating out the bin.

Where'd you sleep last night?

Weren't you at Billy's?

Jay.

PHONE RINGS

Unless you know who's calling, don't answer it.

I'm off to track down Ritchie. Still got to work out a way to see Ben.

One o'clock lunch? I'll tell Billy.

Oh, tell me he's joking?

I'm cooking. Don't be late.

Jay?

Can I have a word, Kat?

We found him on the street.

Oh, really? Have you forgot Hev was a mate? You not remember that bit?

It's just a cup of tea.

Look, I'm not saying I forgive him, I'm not saying anything.

-It's a cup of tea!

-All right, all right. I heard you.

I'm going to pop out. Make sure he's gone when I get back.

All right.

Yep. We'll see you there at one o'clock. Ta-ra.

-I ain't going.

-Yes, you are.

It's going to be horrible. Gives me the creeps thinking about it.

Lola, Shirley needs us.

No. You mean you're too scared to say no.

All right, go on then.

Ring him back, you feel that strongly about it. Tell him you're washing your hair.

Come on, Lo. We'll just dive over there, have something to eat, and then we'll do one.

Where do you think Jay is?

Oi. What you doing round here?

Jay! Here, you forgot your phone.

What? You putting him up?

No. Patrick's taking him in.

You know, though? You know what he's done?

All right Max, let's just calm down, shall we?

Go on then? Enlighten us. Go on. Tell us. Why'd you do it?

Max. Max! He's really scared.

He's only a boy.

What you talking about? He's 17.

Do you know the difference between right and wrong?

You thought about Abi? Have you?

Thought about what I'm going to say to her?

-You thought about that? No, you ain't, have you? Huh?

-Hey...

You thought about that? Going to break her heart. You know that?

All right, Max! You've said enough.

Hope you know what you're doing.

Yes, well, I'm not going to see him sleeping rough.

You're not putting him up are you?

Yes. I am.

Patrick!

What? Oh, come on, I thought you'd agree.

It's one thing not wanting to see the boy strung up.

He don't deserve a bed for the night.

Let me tell you something.

I know what it's like to be hounded by the community.

I know what it's like to be hated, spat at.

And no human being deserves that.

Next birthday, I know what to get you.

Enjoying having him around. Thanks.

Good. That's the idea.

Has Lucy put you up to this?

No. No, I swear.

Stupid me.

What d'you mean?

That'd mean she cares, wouldn't it?

She does care.

You don't believe me?

Can't even stand being in the same room as me.

Oh, Ian, that's not true.

I make her skin crawl. My own daughter.

She's confused. You scared her, she's angry.

She hates me.

She doesn't. She loves you!

She just don't know how to show it.

Remember what it was like at that age?

Oh, don't pretend you've forgotten.

A million different emotions all colliding with each other.

Last thing you want to do is tell people about them.

So what do I do?

Just be here.

Prove to her that she can trust you again.

When she's ready, she'll let you in.

Thanks.

Well, before you think I'm some sort of saint,

I actually do have an ulterior motive.

I was wondering if you could give me a job?

Sharon, I've signed all the businesses over to Lucy.

I don't have anything to do with them any more.

Oh. Right. So whose door should I be knocking on, then?

Ritchie, it's me again. You're not at the office. Where are you?

Want to know the latest so give me a call. Please.

BABY CRIES

What, is my child making you uncomfortable?

Like that's not ironic.

Well, it ain't unusual. Most victims know their killers.

Yeah, but the question I want answering is

how did the rest of them not know?

You reckon they didn't?

Shirley would have twigged.

Oh, come off it.

You got any of them screw cap light bulbs? Couple of 'em, please.

You know what? Thinking about it, I don't reckon she knew.

You'd be surprised, you know, what goes on behind closed doors.

Could tell Ben was a psycho a mile off, but Jay...

Thought he was a good kid.

That's the thing with psychos, though.

They don't come with a handy label on their forehead, do they?

My mum says prison's too good for people like that.

Yeah. She's right.

Yeah, but we don't really know what happened, do we? I mean, come on.

I think Heather was bludgeoned to death is what happened.

Yeah, I'm not sticking up for 'em, I'm just thinking if Heather was here, what would she say?

Oi, oi, oi, think of the football.

Hold on, what's this rubbish you're eating?! What's the matter with you?

What a surprise - chatting with your little friends on my time.

Again.

Least I got friends.

What did you say?

Look man, there were no customers here, all right,

so I was just taking five.

So what would you call this gentleman?

What? No.

This is my boy, Alfie.

Yeah. I's his boy Alfie, ain't I? Feeling it.

No, no, I'm not a customer. I'm just checking up on these numpties, ain't I?

Yeah? And you told Arthur that?

See, for all you knew

he could have been about to place the biggest order of the year.

There's some dog muck on the pavement outside. I want it gone.

Uh-uh. I need them.

I didn't know.

Hey, I never doubted you for a second.

Move in with us.

What?

I know it sounds odd, Shirl, but we've got space.

Listen, it don't have to be for long.

It's just, you know, till you get yourself sorted.

I've got a home.

You can't move back there, surely?

Why not?

Is he threatening you?

No.

He is, ain't he?

That man is a brute and I will not stand by and let him bully

another innocent person, I swear, I won't, Shirley.

He ain't done nothing.

We're family, we stick together.

What has got into you?

It weren't so long ago you was scrabbling around desperate

to find that frame and nothing was going to stop you.

-Not even if it was Phil that done it.

-It wasn't Phil though, was it?

Oh, so that makes it all right, does it?

The fact that he's running round defending Heather's killer?

Ben is his son. He had no choice.

And what about you?

Eh?

Where do you figure in all of this?

Janine, hi. Maybe you don't remember me? Sharon.

I know who you are.

Right. Well, same here.

I heard you're quite the businesswoman.

Why don't you just get on with it?

Well, as you know, I've got several years of experience running bars.

I'm used to handling budgets, staff, marketing drives.

For instance, what's your best-selling spirit at the R&R?

Well, put it another way, what's lagging behind?

Or dragging your profit margins down?

BABY CRIES

Oh, you're on maternity leave. I didn't realise.

-It's Michael, your business partner?

-He's my husband.

-I shouldn't have hassled you.

-No, there are no jobs. Sorry.

Shirley? Shirley!

I just want to talk to you. Please.

Please?

You got to learn to stand up for yourself.

Yeah, but you tell me, man. What can I do?

What do you mean? You got a tongue in your head?

Never been a problem of yours before.

Yeah, but he don't listen.

OK, listen to me.

Now, the big people in this world have had their own way far too long.

-But if you think about it, the numbers don't add up.

-How do you mean?

What do you mean? There are far more little people than big people.

OK.

See where I'm going with this? Now, OK, here me out.

If all the little people got together and fought the big people,

there'd be far more medium-sized people.

Oh. OK.

So what you're saying is I need to find me

some vertically challenged peeps? Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

Yeah.

Why have you been avoiding me?

I haven't.

Oh, come on.

This morning you shot inside faster than a rat up a drainpipe.

You were scrubbing off the paint.

So?

Sends out a message, don't you think?

What sort of message?

You tell me.

You know, it's funny.

When the finger was pointing in my direction,

you were the one baying for blood.

That was different.

I thought you wanted justice for Heather.

Thought that's what we both wanted.

I do!

Really?

What do you want me to do, Andrew? Throw a party?

Hurray, they found Hev's killers,

that just happened to be under my stupid nose all along!

I'm sorry, but I don't feel like celebrating.

Pops has only nipped out to the shops, so...

Yeah, I just seen him. He's at work, ain't he?

Please don't look at me like that.

Like what?

Like I'm different.

It's me, Lo. It's just me.

What happened?

It was an accident, all right? A stupid accident.

Then why would you cover it up? Why would you keep it quiet?

Jay!

I didn't want to!

I was scared, I didn't really have a choice.

Why?

I do not know. I can't really explain it.

But you weren't there, you didn't have the pressures of it.

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think straight,

I just felt so sick and then once we'd agreed that was it,

there was no going back, that was it.

I was trapped, I was stuck...

It's OK. It's OK.

It's all right.

You got to go. Pops can't find you here.

What am I going to do?

I don't know. Do you want some money?

No. I don't know. I just don't know.

BABY CRIES

-Don't touch her!

-I wasn't.

You don't think I'd hurt her, do you?

DOOR SLAMS

Remember what you said?

If you found Hev's killers? What you'd do to 'em?

Do you see Ben or Jay in this house?

And you swear you didn't know?

How can you ask me that?

I loved Hev, you know how much I loved her.

Yeah? You got a funny way of showing it.

"Oh, Badger, cried the Rat, let us in, please.

"It's me, Rat, and my friend Mole, and we've lost our way in the snow.

"Ratty, my dear little..."

Didn't hear you come in, love.

Do you remember this?

Yeah, you do.

Used to do the voices with me.

Must have me mixed up with Peter.

Keep reading.

Yeah.

Where were we? Umm...

I done that bit.

"Ratty, my dear little man, exclaimed the Badger,

"Come along in, both of you, at once. Why, you must be perished..."

Right, so, look, you pumped? You ready? You psyched?

-You good to do this?

-S'pose.

Good times, good times.

Yo, Nico. Look, me and you got to have a conversation, bruv.

Well, not just me and you. Me and Andy, actually. Ain't that right bro?

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. Right. So. I know you look at us as little people, yeah,

but if you put us together, we're quite big, actually.

Well, bigger than you, anyway. Yeah. And we just want to be treated right.

Otherwise we're going to go see the judge, OK?

Judge?

Yeah, man. You know, the Department of Justice. All right.

Employment rights, tribunals. Yeah, that's right, I know my shizzle. OK.

So, from this point forward I don't want to see no more bullying,

all right, all right? No more docking of the wages

and ain't nobody got time for triple shifts, bruv. All right?

OK.

OK. You see?

Leave your uniform on the side on your way out.

What?

Well, I take it that was your resignation?

Andy, look, if you feel the same way,

you're more than welcome to follow him.

Ah-ah. Your hat. Come on.

Patience? Ritchie, how long have you known me, eh?

Just don't aggravate me, all right?

Hiding?

What you doing here?

The Arches were closed so thought I'd try your other business.

Don't change, do you, Phil?

Always pulling the same old moves,

pushing people away before they have a chance to get close.

What do you want, Sharon?

Truthfully? A job.

What sort of job?

Well, anything. Besides cleaning.

I dunno. Maybe.

Now's not a very good time.

Because of Ben?

I'll look into it, all right? I'm sure I can find something.

Was there something else?

What happened?

He kills her, an innocent woman, just out the blue.

No provocation, nothing?

You got no idea.

You got absolutely no idea what went on cos you weren't there,

so don't even begin to judge.

-And you were?

-What?

You were there?

-Lexi go down all right?

-Yeah.

Well, this is nice, ain't it?

All of us having dinner together.

Mmm. Smells really nice. Thanks.

Did I say you could start?

Yeah, come on, Lo. Manners, you know.

Phil's not here yet.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

Just turn around and walk out the door.

You're a good person, Phil.

It was an accident. That's what you said. A moment of madness.

Don't make any difference.

He could have done it in cold blood, could have done it to anyone.

Could be a mass murderer and I'd still want him to get off.

What does that make me?

A parent.

Right and wrong, they don't come into it.

But she... She didn't ask for this. She don't deserve it.

Shirley?

She loves you.

Just makes it worse.

So, Bill, how's life treating you with a newborn?

Knackering.

Come on, I do all the hard work.

Oh, yeah? Who was it got out of bed at half three this morning then?

The ghost?

I don't miss those days. I really don't.

How long do you think it'll be before she starts sleeping through?

Honestly, I dunno. I've blocked it out my memory.

Wait till she's a teenager. That's when the real nightmare starts.

Shirl, you all right?

Phil definitely coming then, is he?

Maybe he don't like hot food.

-What?

-Ow!

What? I'm just saying, he makes a habit of it don't he, being late?

BABY CRIES

She don't like it when she wakes up on her own.

Hey, hey. Sssh. It's OK.

Come on, bubba girl. Mummy's here. Good girl.

You all right?

Shirl? Shirl, you all right?

Offer still open?

Am I late?

45 minutes.

I'm sorry, Shirl, I'll come home now.

That's nothing, is it, compared to last time. What was that?

Hour and a half?

I'm sorry, I just got caught up talking to Ritchie.

That's funny. She looked awfully like Sharon.

She just wants a job, that's all.

Look, I don't care about her. I don't care about her.

Don't mean nothing to you, does it? An hour and a half.

I'll come home, all right?

I'll put the steak in the microwave. Everything'll be fine.

Don't keep on about the flaming steaks!

That's how long little George was left alone with his mother's corpse.

Come on, Shirl, let's not go there.

Babies, babies, they get scared when they're left alone.

Like little Lexi, she was left alone for just 30 seconds

and she started crying.

Just 30 seconds and she started to cry.

Shirl, you ain't making any sense.

George, George was left for 90 minutes!

90 minutes!

He could've got up.

He could've gone into the next room and saw his mum lying on the floor.

Didn't think about that, did you, when you were shovelling curry in your gob?

Shirl. It's all right. Come on, it's all right.

I can't... I can't get this off me. I'm covered in it!

All right, we'll get you home and cleaned up

and then I'll sort out lunch.

-All right? I'll sort out lunch.

-Lunch?!

All right. We'll do it some other time. Postpone.

No. No, why should we?

Why not?

No, cos I'm going to have a say in this. I'm going to make a choice.

And my choice is no.

To what?

Everything.

See this?

This is your blood, Phil. This is Mitchell blood, not mine.

I'm not going to be your patsy.

I'm not going to let you use me like that.

I'm not using you, Shirl. I love you. You know that I love you.

No! Love is good!

Love is pure. Love is what I felt for Heather.

This, this thing between you and me.

It's twisted into something else.

Something ugly.

It's over, Phil.

It's over.

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