28/09/2012 EastEnders

FAINT SHOUTS AND THUDDS

SHOUTS CONTINUE

WIND HOWLS

DOOR UNLOCKS

Hey! We thought we'd let you sleep.

I had to drop Amy at nursery anyway.

We went to the shops to get eggs for brekky breakfast, didn't we?

Yes, we did. Oh, you were low on foil. So I got you some,

but they didn't have any. So I got you clingfilm, actually.

Who's the postcard from?

-Amira.

-Ahh!

-Mummy.

-Yes, Mummy. Mummy's in Rome. Paris first, now Rome.

-Glamorous Mummy, travelling the world.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

She says she misses you very much and can't wait to see you.

-Babe, we should try Rome for our honeymoon.

-Yeah.

Hey, where you going? Slow down.

-You don't open up for hours yet.

-I know, but...

-No buts.

It's a local curry house, not some multinational conglom...thingy.

-Conglomerate.

-Whatever.

It's not "whatever" though, is it? It's me trying to provide for my family.

Don't shout.

I'm not shout...

I'm not shouting. I'm sorry.

I just didn't sleep much.

I'm not surprised.

You're going to have to slow down, Sy.

I can't slow down.

-I used to be good at this.

-And you still are.

But providing for your family isn't just about money.

This is the good life.

Try enjoying it.

Please don't guilt-trip me.

I'm not guilt-tripping you, I is truth-tripping you.

CHRISTIAN CHUCKLES

Look, it was Tam's fault the business went down, not yours.

All right? it's not worth killing yourself over. It's his mess.

-What we going to do now? Huh?

-Horse.

-ROXY:

-Michael?

Michael, do you want your eggs poached or scrambled?

Michael!

Um...excuse me. There's a, um...

There's a delivery guy downstairs and he wants your signature.

Why can't you sign for it?

Well, he said he wants the manager's signature,

because of duplicate copies or something? I don't know.

I ain't the manager, am I?

-Well,

-I

-ain't the manager.

But if you're open to discussion on a promotion, then I'm sure we can make this happen.

Or not.

You know...

You know, I would go with the rouge, you know.

You know, it's classy. It's the word of amor, as they say in Spain.

And you know what, Philly Boy?

You... You are a ladies man. Just like Fats, you know.

Do you mind if I call you Phil...ly...Boy?

OK.

Er...Mr Mitchell?

You still here?

Um, remember I said I have to leave a bit earlier today

to do the gig tonight?

I just wanted you to know that you're welcome to come...

and obviously you get a free ticket, innit.

All you got to do is just ask, yeah?

HE EXHALES

-QUIETLY:

-Mr Mitchell?

WHAT?!

The delivery guy. Downstairs. He's a little bit angry. Just...

HE SIGHS

Yeah, he's great. He's great. He's got a killer left-jab on him.

You should definitely have a look at him.

All right.

Listen, I've got to go - there's someone on the other line.

Yep, cheers then.

Michael Moon.

Right.

So what does that mean? What are you saying?

-ROXY WHISPERS:

-Michael?

-I tell you what, why don't you just...

-Michael!

..do what you can do, yeah? And just get back to me.

All right, thanks. Cheers.

I took a guess. I went with scrambled.

-I'm not hungry.

-Dippy eggs and soldiers?

-I'm not hungry.

-Nobody's too old for dippy eggs...

SHUT UP! I'm not hungry!

SHE SCOFFS

So what was that? Is that joke, I don't get the punchline?

No, you're the punchline, Rox!

I don't want you coming into my house and making me eggs!

I don't want you buying me foil!

Sorry if I've done something to offend you, Michael.

I would appreciate it if you told me now.

All right. GET OUT!

Do you know what, it is like one step forward

and 20 steps back with you, Michael!

MICHAEL! OI!

-Fine. Make your own eggs.

-SHE SIGHS

DOOR SLAMS

-Roxy?

-No, Phil, not now.

Just one minute. Just come here, will you?

You don't fancy giving me a hand with this lot, do you?

No, funnily enough, I don't.

Jean signed for it. It's all been double-ordered.

-I ain't your skivvy, all right?

-I'm not asking you to be.

I mean... You've got the experience, ain't you?

-You know how this place works, how the orders work.

-What are you saying?

I'm asking you to come work for me...

I'm asking you to come and run this place.

What about Kat and Alfie?

Well, I don't see them, do you?

Er, excuse me... I saw...

-Come back. I saw that.

-What?

Open it.

No.

It's not a question, Abi. Open the bag.

What's that?

What do you mean?

I thought you were stealing your dad's whisky.

I'm not Lauren, and I'm helping Lola.

You're helping...? Helping her what?

-Clean. Problem?

-Yeah, there is a PROBLEM, actually.

My problem is that you should be concentrating on your schoolwork...

Well, I have a free period, so you can chill out.

No, I won't "chill out", dude.

-Oh, you are so embarrassing.

-Abi!

Abi, free periods were designed for you to catch up with your schoolwork, all right?

They're not for you to go hanging around with...ASBO Annie

and whatever other waifs and strays her kind associate with.

"Her kind"? You are such a snob!

I'm not a snob. I resent that.

Abi!

Abi. Don't you walk away from me, young lady.

Dad, Mum's being a proper snob.

Max!

Oi, any time you feel like chipping in?

Abs, yeah, listen to your mum, will you?

Right, ready?

Listen to me. I am loaning you that money, OK?

and you will return it to me once it turns a healthy profit.

-And what if I can't turn a profit?

-Syed, then...

Hello.

I thought you'd be at work.

I had holiday to take. You staying?

-Your mother's got samosas in the kitchen.

-No, no, no, he was just going.

Came to check on his mother. Bathroom won't clean itself.

Fun holiday(!)

Mm.

When I finish here, I am going to the bank.

-No.

-And then I am giving you that money.

This is as much about protecting Tamwar as it is about you. Agreed?

Ma...

Roberts, you heard of him? Coach Roberts.

He's got a chain of barbers over the East End. No?

Well, anyway, 5K he's offering.

For merchandising, for logos. You know, ringside stuff.

Right. And what does he want?

Kudos, I suppose. He always bangs on about family, this geezer.

-He made good, wants to give back.

-Why are we getting involved now?

"Why now?" Why not now?

What do you want me to do about it?

-I want you to schmooze him.

-Oh...

I want you to put on that famous Branning charm.

-Go on, like you're laying on that bit of fluff you got.

-Yeah?

Well, you say that to Sharon's face, go on, I'll give you the 5K myself.

You all right, Jack? You all right, Michael?

You all right, mate? Hello.

-Cup of tea and an orange juice, please.

-Yeah.

-You seen the left foot on him?

-Yeah?

Yeah, he's like Ramos, Iniesta and Messi all rolled into one, ain't ya?

-Oi, where's your patriotism?

-I lost that after Italia '90.

That's when you lost your barnet, weren't it? So why ain't he at school?

Well, he's "ill". Ain't you, eh? Not well.

"Ill"? Yeah, not too ill to play football though.

-See ya.

-See ya.

See ya later.

Abs, what are you doing here?

I thought you were meant to be studying?

This is part of studying. It's a...social outreach programme.

You lying to me?

No.

"Social outreach programme"?

Nice one.

-So gullible.

-Come on, hurry up.

We've got the B&B to do before lunch. Come on.

I can't believe you were looked over.

I can't believe YOU were looked over.

No, nobody knows this place better than you.

You know what? Supposedly she starts on Monday

and she's already on the payroll. I know!

You're the decorators, can't you bring the paint?

Well, I don't know, do I?

Oh, yeah, thanks a lot(!) Thanks. I'll do that.

HE SIGHS

I'm going out. Um...

If there's any problems, ring Roxy. Not me.

-Hello, Mum.

-Argh!

Are you trying to give me a heart attack or something?!

I didn't mean to scare you, but I do want to run something by you.

-I can't. I need to get to the bank.

-It's about Sy.

Has he changed his mind about your partnership?

No. But he is totally stressed out.

I don't know, I just thought things are so good between all of us,

it would be nice for us to get together, help take his mind off things.

And what exactly would this get-together entail?

Just a small, intimate gathering.

Break some bread, you know?

"Break some bread"? Is that some kind of gay metaphor?

No, it is not a "gay metaphor". Is Masood free or not?

Masood is free when I tell him he is free.

Secrets to a successful marriage - take note.

-Is that a yes?

-Er...

Right, we need four of the beers.

Two ciders.

And one crate of...

No, TWO crates of Prosecco.

And coffee mornings - I think we're going to have to knock them on the head.

Joey!

Oh, you're not Joey.

I, er... I need your help. It's important.

What's happened?

Like I said, I need your help.

Look, I'm a bit busy right now.

Phil, wait.

You're going to owe me for this one.

HE CHUCKLES

Thank you. There you go.

Cheers.

Right, order 78.

Yeah, that's me.

Hi.

-Back again?

-Back again.

Food that good, was it?

The food was OK.

Right. Well, enjoy.

Actually, now I'm here, do you mind if I eat in?

-Sure, yeah. I'll plate it up for you.

-You do that.

Sorry?

I said, you do that.

Right. Well, take a seat.

Yeah. We'll put Ollie in with Ethan.

Give him a couple of rounds,

then we'll rotate him with the other boys.

Then we'll get Coach Roberts in here, ply him with Scotch.

-Job's a good 'un.

-Yeah, whatever.

A bit of enthusiasm wouldn't go amiss, Jack.

Everything all right?

Why?

Well, I just bumped into Roxy on the way here.

How is she?

I think you know how she is.

Now, do you want to tell me what's going on?

-Jenny.

-Mr Moon.

How are you? Come in, please.

-Jack Branning. Nice to meet you.

-Hi.

So I take it that's my cue to leave then, yeah?

Nice meeting you. Speak to you in a bit.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

Let me show you...

-See you again soon, yeah?

-Thank you. Bye.

Get you a whisky?

Take a seat.

-Sorry if I bored you yesterday.

-Ah, you didn't bore me.

-In fact, you made me feel better about my own life.

-Charming(!)

No, seriously.

Nice to meet someone with drive and ambition.

Ah, the long road to success?

Feel like I've broken down on the M1.

Well, if your car breaks down, fix it.

If you can't fix it, hitch-hike.

Come for a drink with me.

I-I'm working.

Tonight?

I don't normally have to ask twice.

But first time for everything.

Guess who?

-CHRISTIAN LAUGHS

-Easy tiger!

What are you doing here?

Well, that is charming, innit?

I'm here to say you have the night off.

Your rather dashing boyfriend is whisking you away for a little surprise.

You didn't book those tickets, did you?

-No, you said you didn't want to go.

-I don't!

Besides which, I'm working tonight.

I'm Danny. I'm a regular.

-Good food, eh?

-Yeah, well, the service is better.

Yeah, well not tonight, stud, because you are mine.

Before you start panicking, I've already arranged cover,

so you can just chill, OK?

Happy?

I bet he is.

See you, Danny.

JACK CLEARS HIS THROAT

No, thanks.

So, do you want to tell me who that fit blonde was?

She's just some bird doing a bit of business for me, that's all.

What, for the gym?

No.

Listen, you want to get here. You need to get here now.

I don't know, just something ain't right.

-All right, keep 'em closed.

-Christian, I'm going to trip over.

Ready? Ta-da!

-Hey, what are you doing here?

-Oh, nice to see you too, son(!)

No, I mean... Actually, that is what I mean. What are you doing here?

Christian thought it would be nice for all of us to spend time together.

I've got Ludo!

All right, sit down. Food's in the oven.

Where's Yas?

Oh, AJ'S got her and Kamil, we've got the night off.

Whether he still has them at the end of the night is another matter.

-That reminds me, I wanted to show you Yasmin's room.

-Yes.

-Syed, take this.

-Mum, what are you doing?

-Syed, now please.

-I told you, I don't want it.

-Syed, just take it!

-Mum, no.

-Nice, isn't it?

-Yeah, it's great!

So what can I do to help?

-Zee, come and have a look at this.

-OK.

Sy, we have waited a hell of a long time for your parents

to even feel comfortable enough to be in this house for dinner.

Yet here they are.

So, please, make an effort.

-I'm fine.

-Well, tell your face that, eh?

-What you doing here?

-I called her.

-Why don't you turn around and do one?

-OK, I told you.

-What do you think you're playing at?

-Where's Scarlett?

-In the office.

-You've left her in the office?!

-Yeah, I left her in the office.

What's it got to do with you? She's a baby.

Look, he's here, he's here.

Coach Roberts? Hello.

-All right, son?

-Yeah great. Legend.

-Jack Branning, my business partner.

-Nice to meet you.

Nice place you've got.

Yeah, and these are two of our brightest prospects

-Ain't they, Jack?

-Yeah, they are. Yeah.

So why don't you do me a favour and jog on. Very good.

Why don't I give you a guided tour?

Babe, give it a break, will you? You're giving me an earache.

Why? Cos I don't want my daughter hanging out with the wrong crowd?

What do you want me to do? Go over to her and tell her she can't go out?

Well, yeah, if that's what it takes.

I want you to do SOMETHING.

-Abi, say goodnight.

-What?

You're going to have dinner with me and your mum.

-We're only talking.

-Yeah, chill out, man.

If I want your input, I'll ask for it.

-I'm not hungry.

-It weren't a question.

-Dad!

-Come on.

-Get off me! You're embarrassing me.

Mum, tell him.

Sorry, darling.

Come on, sit down.

Have a bit of respect, will you? For me and your mum.

Well, they're my friends.

Yeah, you want to start looking for some new ones, don't you?

This is so unfair. I didn't do anything.

"Social outreach programme"? You think I was born yesterday?

Oh, hello. You look like you've been having fun.

Oh, don't you start.

I've spent the best part of the day looking at 50 shades of white.

Right, I think I owe you a drink.

Nah, I best get back to Denny. Ian's baby-sitting.

Have one. It's on the house.

-No, I shouldn't.

-Oh, go on.

-But I will.

Do you want a hand taking this lot upstairs first?

No, there's more in the motor. I'll get Max to give me a hand.

Nice of me to offer(!)

Right, well, I need the little girls' room.

So G&T, please. Double.

I know what you're doing.

Done it before myself.

Oh, I'm sure it'll look lovely,

fresh coat of paint and all that, you know.

But it doesn't hide the fact, does it?

What fact?

That you're on your own. Just like me.

This kid here, this Ethan - he's got a great jab on him.

And that's what we want to do, you know?

We want to get a bit of money and bring young talent in...

so we want to get you on the firm if you'd be interested.

Yeah, definitely. That's something we can talk about, yeah.

Very sharp.

Excuse me.

What you doing? Oi, what you doing?

-Seriously, what is your problem?

-You are.

Yeah, I kind of guessed that. Do you mind telling me why?

Don't take my kid from under my nose, twice in a day.

Is that what this is about?

Cos I took Scarlett to the shops? Get a grip!

Runs in the family, don't it?

You... Pathetic.

Don't turn your back on me! Oi! Oi! I'm talking to you.

-Ssh!

-Michael...

..do you want to calm down?

SCARLETT CRIES

Do you know what?

I am an absolute sucker for a happy ending.

Ugh. Sentimental tripe. That's what that was.

What about the bit with the boy playing the drums?

That was powerful stuff.

Boy playing the drums? That was not powerful!

That was drums and boy. Bang, bang.

Masood...

have you been crying?

No, of course I haven't been crying.

Oh, you're such a girl.

Just pass the tissues, will you?

Yes, of course, baby diddums.

We j'adore that movie, don't we?

-Yeah.

-Well, one OK-ish scene.

Which one?

You know, when she goes up to the bedroom and she's all like,

"Oh, I need to cry. No, I'm not going to cry. Oh, I need to cry.

"No, no I'm a really strong woman."

Oh! Cry already!

-That's our favourite scene. Isn't it, babe?

-Yeah.

OK...

who's for Ludo?

-Me!

-Yes, me!

Actually, I'm pretty tired.

Well, OK then. We don't have to.

What about another movie?

-I'll just go to bed.

-Actually, Zee, we should be getting home.

-What?! I'm having fun.

-It's getting late.

It's not getting late, Masood.

OK, fine. You crybaby.

I'll show you out.

-What is wrong with you?

-Nothing.

Come on, Zee.

Listen, thanks for coming over, yeah? We had a really good time.

Thank you for having us. Mwah!

-Didn't we, Sy?

-Yeah.

-What was all that about?

-I don't know.

Why are we being ushered out?

-Is it because of what I said about the film?

-No.

That boy can be so sensitive sometimes.

OK. Thank you for the lovely evening. Goodnight.

Listen, you tell him, Christian. Sort him out.

-Goodnight.

-Goodnight.

What?

I thought you had everything you ever wanted.

Can't you at least pretend to be happy.

I am.

I'm going to bed.

Make sure you lock up when you're done.

You sure you're going to be all right with him?

Yeah, I'll be fine, thanks. Go on, go.

What do you want?

Well, believe it or not, Michael, I'm actually worried about you.

How touching(!)

OK. All right. Fine. See you later.

Eight days.

She left the country eight days ago.

I don't know where she's gone.

They found her car at Heathrow.

She...left these.

The rings.

But that's not all she's left, is it?

Look...

Me... I understand me.

You know, I know... I know about me.

But how can you do that? How can you leave someone like that?

What kind of person does that?

Look...

Michael, listen, I'm...

I don't know.

It's OK. You...

You're not the first person in the world to be a single parent, are you?

I guess at least you know now.

You know for certain she's gone and she's not coming back, is she?

Hm?

Michael.

You're not alone with this, OK?

Oi, you've got me.

You've got family. You've got people who really want to help you.

And you...have got Scarlett, Michael.

Today.

Today, you...

You took...my baby away.

And you didn't... And...

And then you brought her back.

I know and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

Yeah, you don't understand. I didn't care.

I was relieved.

I was relieved that she'd gone.

And I was DISAPPOINTED...

..when you brought her back.

Ooh! That's hardcore. I'm a monster.

Michael.

Michael, you get up NOW and you hold her. Get up.

Get up.

Michael.

Get up.

-What?

-Take her.

-SCARLETT CRIES

-Michael?

-Just take her.

-Michael!

Michael, what are you doing?

Michael? Michael!

CRYING CONTINUES

Michael!

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