20/09/2012 EastEnders

Obviously, I can turn my hand to most things, you know, around the home.

So, if something does come in, you'll let me know, yeah?

Yeah.

Course you will. I won't hold my breath.

Look, Pops, you'll find something. We both will.

I had something, though.

I got the R&R and the B&B back from that other outfit,

I got another new client. I would've got loads more, too, if Michael had let me.

-HE SIGHS

-Don't worry.

Like you said, I'll find something.

Someone's scrubbed up this morning. Is that tie silk?

Yeah. It all is.

If you've got it, flaunt it!

It ain't like you've got anything better to do!

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Get out the bath and get the door!

Yeah. Yeah, and bring Abi if she ain't at school, yeah?

I'll explain later, just meet me there in half-hour.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-All right, bye-bye.

Pops, you need to shape up! I'm a full-on working woman now!

Yes, Lola, motherhood certainly is a full-time job.

I suppose you want to come in.

I've been making a few notes, I thought we could go through them.

But if you've something more important to do...

Course not.

These are some of the issues I've identified so far,

the things we need to chat about.

-Are you serious?

-Yeah. It's a serious amount of money.

One-and-a-half grand your old man owes Janine, with interest.

And that'll make all the difference, will it? And then you'll buy the flat?

No, no. I'm not interested in that any more.

So, I've lost all that money I paid the solicitor?

Yeah. But deals fall through all the time! The world isn't a perfect place.

Tell me about it!

PHONE BEEPS

Lucy, let me clarify.

You're down on your money, so that makes me down on mine.

Down? I-I was counting on that sale!

Fine. All right. I'll just talk to your dad about it, yeah?

No. I already told Janine, I don't want him bothered.

So, you don't want to pay the money and you don't want Ian bothered?

Well... I can't pay it all. Not straightaway.

But I could do some each week.

Maybe 50 quid?

Ah, Tyler man! What's going on...?

MUSIC REVERBS FROM OUTSIDE

-Oh, hello!

-Hiya.

Well?

-Well, what?

-Details...!

-You've spoken to Jack.

-Yeah.

Didn't get much out of him. Just that you managed to go on your date.

So tell me about it! Where? When?

How did it go?

Hello?

Hello?

-Sharon?

-Er, yeah. Sorry, Tanya. I'll catch you later, OK?

-A dinner party?

-Mm! And this is what we will need.

-This is what was so urgent?

-Mm-hm.

-How many people are we feeding?

-Oh, just the family!

AJ can't make it, he's visiting some friend or something, so it's just everyone else.

Oh, and Christian.

-What's the special occasion?

-Why, has someone said there is one?

No. It's just that you seem to be going to an awful lot of trouble.

Nonsense!

KNOCK AT DOOR

I was going to ask how you are.

I really don't need to, do I?

I thought you were just taking time out. Licking your wounds.

I would never have left you alone if I thought you were going to get into this sort of state.

Look, why don't I put the kettle on, get some food on the go,

-then maybe we can start sorting through this lot?

-I'm fine.

Look in the mirror, Phil.

OK, so you're just going to stew in here, are you?

Drink your way through that, let this all pile up around you, turn into some sort of hermit?

-I never asked you to come over, did I?

-You called me, just now.

-Wrong number.

-Oh, come on, Phil, this is me!

Close the door on your way out, will ya?

You really did a number on him, didn't you?

No-one forced your brother to do what he did.

-And that poker game was his idea.

-Some game.

And raising the stakes was his idea, too.

OK, it was a hard lesson to learn, but he learnt it.

And so should you.

Don't play with the big boys, Tyler.

Because you'll lose.

I could take this off you, but what's the point?

You'll only go out and get some more.

If you're going to do this, no-one's going to stop you, are they?

Well, wouldn't be the first time you've shut everyone out, would it?

If something...

-If something happened to Dennis...

-What?

Something bad, but it was down to you...

Don't say that.

..you wouldn't want to go on, would you?

Look, what happened to Ben,

it's awful, I know it is, but he is still here.

And how long's he going to last in a place like that?

Maybe he'll surprise you. He is still your son.

-Meaning?

-Meaning, have a little faith.

Well, why not?

Because I ain't stupid, and because I don't believe in fairy stories.

Yeah, and you don't have a crystal ball, neither.

You can't know how this is going to work out, Phil!

You've got to hold onto something. Dad always held onto the Vic.

And someone needs to do that right now. You do know Kat and Alfie have just taken off?

You know, whenever things got bad,

whatever he did, wherever he was,

he always thought, if he could just get back there he could start again.

And look what happened when he did.

That could've happened anywhere.

-It didn't do him a lot of good, did it?

-It's not to do with the Vic.

Or maybe... he just got it wrong.

Maybe you got it wrong.

No, you haven't got Ben,

and, no, you haven't got Shirley or Jay,

but you've still got the Vic and you've still got the Arches and the club,

and it's not the same, I know, but it's something Phil, it's a start.

Even if you don't care about yourself, you have to think about Ben!

You've got to hold onto that, for his sake.

I mean, it's something for him. Something for his future.

I do understand, you know.

I mean, how many times have I been down there?

Thinking, "Just leave me alone, let me give up!"

You've got to take charge, Phil.

Get a grip.

Now, you do that...

..or you do this.

I made my choice,

you make yours.

Lucy!

What was that all about?

You and Count Dracula?

Just business.

You're not doing business with Michael?

No, I'm not. That's the trouble.

He's interested in the flat.

What, renting it?

Buying it.

-What do you want to sell it for?

-I don't want to sell anything! I just ain't got much choice.

-Half-hour, you said!

-Sorry, that gobby social worker turned up again.

-Problem?

-Same rubbish as yesterday.

-Tell her that, did you?

-Yeah. Now she's upping my visits because of my "attitude problem".

I mean, I'm trying, ain't I? Why can't they get off my back?

And that's what this is all about, our new business.

-What new business?

-I can get cash in my hand, right, and I can buy things for Lexi...

-Lola, what new business?

-Pops got two clients yesterday, and one new one without even trying.

We go in even cheaper, we can get it all back.

-And all the names and numbers are in Janine's old office.

-Which is all boarded up.

Ah...

All right, Marie? Two teas, please.

-Do you want an iced finger, Jack?

-Yeah, I'll have an iced finger.

Two iced fingers - my treat.

-You're a bit chipper, ain't you?

-Yeah, I'm flogging the car, ain't I?

Just need to go to the office and get the paperwork. Abi's got Scarlett, so...

-Hang on. What, the office that's locked?

-Yeah!

But not for long, Jack. Not for long.

It's not just about me any more, Jack. It's about me and Scarlett.

I've got to start thinking about her interests, as well, you know?

So, have you decided?

-Decided what?

-The Emporium - what are you going to do with it!

-Already done it.

-Oh. Sounds interesting.

-No point letting the grass grow, eh?

-That's always been my motto.

Had a great party in there last night.

-That's it? A party?

-Mm.

I thought we were going to go into business together.

That's it.

MUSICAL RINGTONE

Anthony?

TOOLS RATTLE UNDERFOOT

-There's a word for this, you know?

-Yeah, enterprise.

No, thieving!

Shut up and get it open, will you? Go on.

Yes, I know!

-Look, could you give me a minute? Dad, this really isn't a good time.

-Two minutes.

-Yeah, OK.

OK!

Yeah, sorry, there was just a bit of a misunderstanding. I'm sorting it with the bank today.

I said, didn't I?

Yes, Friday!

No, look, there'll be no more delays!

Dad...

What can I do for you?

Is there something you want to talk to me about?

-How do you mean?

-You tell me!

Sorry, Dad, I don't know what -

This dinner party that your mum's putting on!

She keeps telling me it's nothing special, but you know the signs as well as I do.

She won't answer a question, she keeps changing the subject...

It's a sure sign she's up to something!

I guess she wants to make the announcement herself, that's all.

What announcement?

Lucy!

I didn't... I didn't know things were that bad.

Things are fine, don't worry.

I had a breakdown, OK, not a lobotomy.

All that with Michael, it wasn't just about the flat, was it?

I'll sort it.

It was the money I borrowed from Janine.

-I'll sort that, too.

-Right, so it was about that, too!

-How?

-I just will, OK?

-HE SIGHS

-No, Lucy, I will, OK?

I borrowed the money, OK? I got us into this mess. I will get us out of this mess.

You got a secret stash somewhere?

We've got that. I'm sure people will be queuing up to buy it!

You've changed your tune.

Well, like I said, it's... it's my mess.

I'll get it sorted.

-Bingo!

-I bet there's dozens of names on there.

-I told you we'd clean up.

-Hilarious! What are we going to do, call every one?

-The local ones, yeah.

I hope you've got plenty of credit on your mobile, then.

Who said anything about using mobiles?

-DIALLING TONE

-Still connected!

GLASS SHATTERS

-Can you hear something?

-Yeah. Cash! And lots and lots of it,

-flowing in...

-BANGING

You alright, Ty?

Er...

You been looking for Anthony? Because he just rang.

I've been trying him all morning.

I mean, he said that he screwed up and, erm,

that he was sorry... and that he couldn't face you, bruv.

What was he thinking of?

Why would he play that stupid game, Fats? And with Derek?

-He was trying to impress Alice.

-What, by taking on her old man?

It was probably all Derek's idea.

You should've heard him, mate, after he cleaned your brother out.

He's going to me, "Look what I've got for you, Joe,

"a brand-new business, we can run this together."

You know, somebody should really teach him a lesson.

How about you and me?

We've both got grudges against him, ain't we?

-You'd do anything to put him down.

-Exactly.

So, is that what it was, then? You was playing a game and my brother got caught in the middle?

No, no, no, I told him not to do it, mate!

He pulled out them keys, not me, Tyler.

I told him not to go there.

I thought you lot had closed down.

-Do we look like we've shut up shop?

-Michael said you had.

Oh, he's just the boss, what does he know, eh? Nothing!

With a bit of luck, eh?

And for one day only, we're offering all local businesses a special, deep clean.

-Deep clean?

-And for special rates.

For cash only, obviously.

-So, what do you say?

-We can start right away.

Get the charity shop nice and spick and span, in time for my community service tomorrow.

What I say is simple.

This stinks to high heaven.

But as long as my shop doesn't in, say, an hour,

I don't give a monkeys.

Lovely! Go on, Jay.

So, that's what it was all about, you getting your hands on the Emporium?

"Branning and Son"...

And what's that got to do with you?

Nothing. And that's the way I want it to stay.

So just tell your son that, will you, please?

I'm not getting dragged into no stupid games, Derek.

He wants to get at you, and he ain't doing it through me.

So if you'd all like to raise your glasses, I would like to propose a toast.

It was meant to be a surprise toast, but never mind.

To Syed and Christian

and to your partnership.

-Actually, we've got a date.

-Oh?

Yeah. October 16th.

-Registrar had a window.

-Oh, that's wonderful!

And I would like to propose a second toast, to Syed and Tamwar,

who are now business partners.

-What?

-Syed's coming in on the restaurant.

Sorry, since when?

-We discussed it yesterday.

-I thought you knew.

Isn't it a great idea?

And he's coming in because?

Because I'm making such a mess of things, I suppose?

-It's not just that.

-Meaning it is!

-No...

I just think it's a good idea. It feels right.

-That I'm getting things so wrong?

-I don't think your mum meant that.

Having all the family together.

I-I thought you'd be happy!

You're always complaining that you're not cut out for business, unlike your brother.

-You don't think you're taking on too much, though?

-How do you mean?

Well, you seemed a bit... stressed earlier.

-Really?

-Yeah.

-I was chasing up a few leads, that's all.

-Already?!

-So long as you're sure...

-Of course he's sure, Masood!

Otherwise, why would he say it?

Masood!

Yeah. Ahem. Syed and Tamwar.

Syed and Tamwar.

You taking early retirement?

Just seen the sign up on your stall.

You and me both.

Meaning?

Well, the Arches is pretty much always closed and no-one's seen you in the Vic for weeks.

-You calling it a day, as well?

-Just having a bit of time out.

Join the club.

That, er...

..stall was your old man's, wasn't it?

And his dad's.

Times change.

-I don't know, maybe it's karma.

-What?

-Losing the stall. Maybe I deserve it.

-For?

Letting people down.

-Messing up. Not taking my chances.

-PHIL SIGHS

-Ring any bells?

-No.

Because I'm not you.

Maybe there's more to it than that.

Maybe getting rid of the stall, it's...

..like I'm clearing everything away.

Maybe I should've done that with everything else. Just got it out there right from the start.

Everything. I mean, you, Ben...

You love it, don't you?

-What?

-Playing the victim. There's nothing better, is there?

-What're you talking about?

-Listen to yourself. Look at yourself. You want to get a grip!

What?

-Lola?

-Mm?

-Lo?

-Ssh, Pops, please.

SHE GROANS

I've got aches where I ain't even got any muscles.

Lexi's been as good as gold.

-Where did all this come from?

-Knocked over that supermarket up on the High Street.

-What?!

I bought it.

-How? This is the expensive gear, this is.

-I put Abi on the game.

Lola?

Chill, Pops, it's all legit!

Well, ish...

Basically, we've been doing some cleaning up at the charity shop.

Special offer - deep clean, one day only, cash in hand.

-That lot should sort Lexi out for a bit, don't you?

-Sort her out for a lifetime.

Least I won't have to nick any off Scarlett.

And it actually might keep that social worker off our back.

But it weren't just nappy cream she was going on about, you know.

It's a start, innit?

Oh, yeah, course it is!

Course it is.

Yep, yeah, it's all there -

log book, MOT, service record.

You'll like her, mate, she's lovely. You won't be disappointed.

-Cheers, then.

-Come on!

-I've got to see this geezer.

-Well, I hope he ain't too far away!

You want to have a look what's happening outside. Come on.

Come on!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's my car!

That's my car, Jack.

Or was it Janine's?

-Is this the gear from your travels, then?

-What's it to you?

Maybe I could help you shift it.

Set you up on a stall, mm? Move this in no time.

-And why would you do that?

-My way of making amends?

-Yeah, right!

Alright, maybe I can shift some of my stuff at the same time.

We've got more in common than you think, me and you.

Not so I've noticed.

It's like you said yourself, someone's playing games with us.

-I told you, I don't play games.

-And neither do I.

This is business.

Me and you, straight down the middle.

Heya.

Going downhill fast, isn't he?

Look, maybe I came on a bit strong earlier on...

Oh, Phil, don't do this!

You don't give up, do you?

-What are you doing?

-Returning the favour.

-All right then, drink? Seal the deal?

-Yeah!

You go. I'll be in in a bit.

What are you doing?

It's your dad's stall, right? Like it was his dad's, and his, too.

Look, this really wasn't my idea.

-You just need the money, right?

-The flat sale fell through.

I'll find you a buyer. Well, a tenant at least.

Keep this stall in the family, where it belongs. And keep your old man working on it.

You say goodbye to this, you might as well say goodbye to him.

-Never knew you cared.

-Well, he's feeble enough as it is.

God knows what'd happen to him if this went.

-You're all heart, aren't you?

-Great big softy!

Thank you.

BACKGROUND CHATTER

-Oi!

-Yeah? Hey, hey! Erm...

-Fill the optics with these.

-What?

And put the prices up. I had to paid retail for 'em.

Fiver a shot, or more if the punters are out of it.

If you sign that,

I will break your fingers one by one.

-Then I'll turn that stall into firewood.

-Hey!

And one word out of you, just one,

and you'll be spitting out your teeth.

Yeah, g-got it! F-Fiver a shot. And more if the punter's out of it.

-And put some music on, will ya?

-Yes.

-This gaff's like a morgue!

-OK.

What's happening?

Phil's back.

MUSIC: "Block Rockin' Beats" by The Chemical Brothers

Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd