31/01/2013 EastEnders

Could you pass us the milk, please?

-AJ?

-You're nearer.

It's OK.

Everything all right?

Yeah, good. Really good. Great, actually.

And I think we can all guess why.

Did I hear you on the phone to Rashid last night?

He called, yeah.

-He's such a nice young man, isn't he?

-Yeah.

Look. Look at her. Eyes shining. Skin glowing.

Nothing quite like it, is there? A young girl in love.

Hi. Come in. If you can.

You having a clear-out?

-I wish I was. Starting with Tyler.

-Oh, has he moved in?

No. Well, yes, he has, actually.

Unfortunately. Until he finds a place of his own.

If you do see him can you just tell him I'd like that stuff,

I don't know, call me old fashioned, where it lives, cupboard.

On a hanger even. These...I want them destroyed.

Sure. is Scarlett still sleeping?

I've no idea. I've not seen her since he got here.

She could be under here for all I know.

BABY CRIES

Back about 11.00, all right?

OK. What about her nappies and her feed?

All on the table in there.

And that's it, no instructions, nothing?

No, you'll be fine.

You're a natural. It's all pretty straight forward.

You'll pick it up.

Thank you.

-All right, Abs.

-Yeah, I've got to get to class.

-I'll take you if you want.

-Why?

There don't have to be a reason, does there?

Dad giving his daughter a lift?

So you can talk to me and try and find out where Mum is?

Look, I've told you, Lauren's told you and Nan's told you.

Just leave her alone for a bit, yeah?

So it isn't just a tiff, then?

No, don't look like it.

Whit.

Don't.

Don't what?

Don't say "I told you so." OK? Don't start being nice to me

and don't even mention his name, yeah?

-So Tyler's history, then?

-Yeah, he's ancient history.

All done and dusted, yeah?

Probably the best thing that could have happened.

-Well, if that's it...

-That's it.

-..you won't mind if Tiff moves back in with you then, will ya?

-What?

If it's only going to be you kipping in there from now,

seems a bit of a waste. Bedroom that big.

Well, thanks a lot, Bianca.

As if things aren't bad enough as it is.

-You just said things weren't bad.

-What?

You said it was the best thing that could have happened.

Come on, I want you to have a butchers. Look.

-I thought it looked a bit grubby.

-What?

You've cleaned it. It looks much better.

No, Jean, it's brand new, darling.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Oh well, that explains it then.

No, what's the matter? New plaque. See, what's that? What's that say?

Roxanne Mitchell.

Yes. Yes. Ten out of ten. Well done.

-Hey!

-I'm just going down the cash and carry, OK?

All right, darling. Listen, I'm going to miss you.

-Be good.

-See you soon.

-See you later.

What's the matter with you?

I can't believe you didn't even notice that.

Roxy will. That's all that matters.

-Maybe we should do an unveiling or something.

-What?

It's a big deal. We need to mark the occasion.

You've only been with her a month, her name's already over the door.

Exactly. And I want everyone to know about it, don't I?

Everyone?

You all right?

-What do you think of these?

-They're horrible.

-Yeah, but we can get 50 for a tenner.

-Then again.

It don't matter how horrible they are.

Even if punters use 'em as floor mops.

-Then we could clean up.

-SHE LAUGHS

Hilarious. How'd you get on with Lister?

What's the problem? We've got the deposit

and they've lifted that ban on you being on Bridge Street.

It's not Lister that's the problem.

I made you these.

Half meat, half mixed veg.

They were supposed to be all meat but I ruined the first batch.

You not seeing Rashid today?

What? No.

Maybe you should.

-You know what I think of Rashid.

-Maybe you should think again.

I mean, he's a very suitable young man.

An ideal suitor, as Zainab said.

I don't want to see Rashid, you know that.

I will never want to see Rashid.

DOOR SLAMS

Hmm.

She's very upset.

I can see. What about? Did I hear "Rashid"?

Thought that was all too good to be true.

She met someone else, has she?

HE CHUCKLES

Mas?

DOOR OPENS

What you doing here?

It's all right, Cora. I'm not moving back in.

Took the words right out of my mouth.

Still my home though, innit? My kids still live here.

Your wife don't.

And there's no point you trying to find out where Tanya is.

How many more times are you going to do it, Max?

Hit her with yet another dirty little secret?

No, don't answer that. Because you're not.

Not if I've got anything to do with it.

I was just trying to be honest, that's all.

I saw the state she was in, the state you put her in. Again.

How much more of it do you think she can take?

It kills her, a little bit each time and if you carry on like this...

Carry on? What are you talking about, carrying on?

I'm not carrying on like anything.

Which is what you say every time, I suppose?

Yeah well, this is different, innit?

It always is. Always ends up the same, though.

My daughter, on the floor.

And the man that done that to her wants to see her. Again.

Wants to talk to her. Again. So that in six months,

a year's time, he can do exactly the same again?

WRY LAUGH

No, Max. It's not going to happen.

Oi, veg boy, I want a word with you.

-I'm busy.

-Yeah? Lucky you. Cos Bianca isn't.

And she won't be either, left to the likes of you.

Look, some of the traders have got a problem with her.

-I don't see why.

-She assaulted Lister, OK?

And she was nicking stuff off of the traders.

Lister forgave her for that. And I thought you did as well.

Anyway, it's not just Bianca that you're blanking here.

I'm not blanking anyone. What's this got to do with you?

This is my business you're wrecking as well.

So I don't need some little Hitler giving us grief.

-A little what?

-You're a fascist.

-What did you just call me?

-Kat.

-And if you ask me, Bianca should've assaulted you an' all.

That's enough! Ian, I'm sorry. What's the problem with you, eh?

She...

She what?

Ayesha.

Ayesha what?

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Masood, spit it out.

She's fallen for me.

So, you feeling as bad as Whit?

No.

Well, you look it. Pair of you look gutted.

Sit down there.

Kat, did you talk to him?

The things she's been saying.

The way she's been acting, I mean, I-I don't know what to do.

-Lie back and think of Pakistan?

-I'm serious.

-Trouble is, she isn't.

-Isn't what?

-Serious.

-Oh, you don't believe me?

-Masood...

-It's not just what she's said.

You mean something actually happened?

Yeah.

Something physical?

She played with me.

Whoa.

Under the table.

You and Ayesha were under the table?

No. She was playing footsie with me under the table.

I thought it was Zainab but she got up

and I looked across and there she was.

Just looking at me with her big, brown eyes.

HE CHUCKLES

Oh, Mas, Mas, Mas.

This isn't a laughing matter.

Not for you it isn't. Bet it's given her no end of amusement.

-What?

-Mas, it's a wind-up. And it's working beautifully, too.

-She's teasing you.

-Why?

The same reason all girls do. Because they can.

Because the devil gets into them. Because it's funny.

And the more the man acts like a frightened little rabbit,

the funnier it is, little minxes.

You really think that?

Actually, no.

The alternative explanation is far more likely.

The most gorgeous girl on this Square,

the girl who could have her pick of anyone,

has gone for the local, middle-aged postie.

And his paunch.

Wow, you really did read him the riot act, didn't you?

-Actually, I haven't seen him.

-You did it?

Scarlett went back to sleep, so I didn't have anything else to do.

I pay you to babysit though, don't I? Not to clean.

I was just happy to be doing things and keeping busy.

Files on that table?

I put them in that drawer.

The middle one?

Yeah.

These are my files, yeah? They're private. My business.

I didn't read them or anything. I just put them in the drawer.

I was only trying to help.

Yeah, I don't pay you to help, I pay you to look after the child.

All right? Got that?

It's all right, there's no harm done,

so we'll say no more about it, yeah?

SHE SOBS

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

It's just...

It's just...this came today.

I should open it. But I can't.

Will you?

Please?

Yeah.

It's just a credit card application. That's all.

That's all it is.

So, that's all right. All you need to do is ring that number there

and after a couple of days they won't bother you again.

So that's great.

That's what Joey keeps saying.

But I don't want them to stop.

I don't want him just forgotten.

But then another letter comes and I get all upset again.

Stupid.

I just... I look at Joey. I look at the whole family and I don't

understand how they can just carry on like nothing's happened.

Like everything's just back to normal.

Maybe they're not.

Changed your mind?

Couldn't resist them. Way too tempting.

I mean, I just couldn't help myself. I had to have them.

I don't...

In fact, they smell so nice d'you know what I'm going to do?

Before I go to work, I'm going to share them

with the wonderful woman who's about to become my wife.

MICROWAVE BEEPS

Cheers, Marie.

Suppose Whit asked you to have a word, did she?

Not now, Tyler. I got my own problems.

Take that as a yes, then?

-She said you was history.

-Did she?

Ancient history. That was her exact words, yeah.

So do you feel the same?

Yeah.

Now you sound like her. What is wrong with this family?

-First Max. Now Whit.

-Max?

Why doesn't everyone just keep their gobs shut?

Max was honest with Tanya, she takes off.

Whit does the same with you and now look. Oh, talking of big gobs.

Look, don't worry. Alfie's having a word with him.

-Ian. About earlier on.

-Did you hear what she said to me?

Yeah, I know, and it's out of order.

I tell you, Alfie, you are well shot of her.

-It's not just Kat. It's Bianca, too.

-Oh, right. Poor cow.

Exactly. After everything she's been through.

I know how some people here feel about working with her,

but if you could just have a word.

If it was just Bianca on her own, maybe.

But Bianca and Kat together's a toxic combination.

-I don't want to get my fingers burnt.

-Ian.

-Hi, I got you these.

-Not here.

-What?

-Outside.

-Zee?

-Now.

Problem?

No, no. I was just collecting the post.

Royal Mail delivering pasties now, are they?

-SHE LAUGHS

-Silly man.

Masood. He's just very strict on personal visits, OK?

He says we have enough to do with serving the customers.

And not to have to deal with family as well.

Are you that ashamed of me, of what I do?

What? No, I'm not ashamed of you, honestly.

I just don't want him getting the wrong impression of us.

Half the Square's got the wrong impression.

Still. Once you've finished that water feature... OK?

All right?

All done. Carol's gone shopping, but I've texted Joey, Lauren and Abi.

Hopefully, Max and Jack can come.

We're all going to go to the Vic for a drink to remember Dad.

Lovely. Very nice. Very nice.

I'll speak to Mo, and get her to take Scarlett, then.

Thanks.

I didn't do anything.

You were right, they are missing him. It's just nobody's showing it.

Just give Ian free beer till Easter, I suppose. Can't think...

-Alfie?

-All right, girls?

-Well, what did he say?

Don't bother. He said no.

Well, actually...

He said, yeah, all right.

He just needs to have a chat with the other market traders,

you know, smooth it over with them.

Just keep it schtum, between us for now, is that all right?

I don't believe it.

Join the club.

THEY GIGGLE

Why is everyone smiling at me?

-Do what?

-All the market boys.

They're all grinning at me as I'm coming up from the tube.

Because you, my love, are a little ray of sunshine.

-What are you up to?

-Don't know what you mean.

Really? Is it something to do with that surprise?

What surprise? What's she like, eh? Surprise?

Alfie, what are you doing?

Jean, I know, I know. I know, OK?

You saw. You saw Kat's face, she'd be gutted.

I just need to talk to Ian again.

I've got to find away round it, that's all.

All to do with this new plaque, isn't it?

-No.

-Roxy's name going above the door.

I want to do this for Rox, I really do,

but I've just got to think about Kat, that's all.

So you're doing this to make her feel good?

Jean...

You can't keep doing this, Alfie. Pleasing one.

Then trying to please the other.

HE SIGHS

Masood.

-Uncle-ji.

-I know this is just a bit of fun for you.

-What?

-A little bit of sport.

-What are you talking about?

-And I know I should be able to take a joke.

-A joke?

I'm just not used to this kind of thing.

What? Someone finding you attractive?

You see, you're doing it again. I know you're not serious.

So why do you keep pretending?

Thank you.

-Whit! We've got it.

-Got what?

The stall. Alfie worked his magic.

That's nice.

Why don't you just forget about him?

I have forgotten about him. I told you.

You need someone who appreciates you for you. Who you really are.

Well, who's he think I am, then?

Come on, Ian. You've been married a few times, all right?

Please don't remind me.

You may not have parted with your wife, sorry, wives, on good terms.

Yeah, one way of putting it.

But, listen, if one of them come to you and said, Ian, I'm in trouble...

-Yeah, good.

-..and they needed help...

Ian, come on mate, you've been married before,

you've been in love before, right?

Kat?

Yeah, Kat.

Alfie.

Yeah, I know, I know. But, Ian, she needs my help.

And I need your help. So, from one mate to another,

please, will you... If you could just have a word, yeah?

All right, Abs.

Nan asked me to bring these over.

You not coming in?

At least they're in one piece this time.

This is so I don't use it as an excuse to come over again, isn't it?

It's like I said, Dad. Just...just give things time.

RING CLATTERS

Listen, if you want to grab your coats

and make your way outside, all right?

Lovely.

Everyone, keep the noise down,

cos I don't want to spoil the surprise.

-Cos...

-What surprise?

THEY LAUGH

-What are you up to?

-Listen...

-Alfie?

-Just give me two minutes.

Alfie?

-Trust me. Get your coat. You're going to love it, I promise.

-OK.

Come on. Hurry up. Good girl.

I think everyone's a bit busy, you know.

I know he was no saint but everyone should be missed by someone, right?

Otherwise, what's the point?

He wasn't all bad.

Do you think so, too?

You knew him from way back, didn't you?

Yeah.

So you must remember something about him?

Erm...

He...

Oh, no, that was...

Yes. He chased...he chased some bullies away once.

That were ganging up on you?

Yeah.

Oh, don't tell me. He didn't want any competition.

No.

No. No-one's thoroughly bad, are they?

Not even...not even your old man.

Not even me, huh?

I don't think you're bad at all.

Thanks.

-What do you think?

-What about?

-Well, it's Alfie's favourite.

It's the least we can do after everything he's done for us.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Don't worry about it, OK. Listen, thank you for coming, everybody.

Coming to what? What are they...? What are they coming to?

-To mark this occasion, and it is...

-Alfie?

Listen, OK, OK. It's a very, very special occasion.

Why? Why?

-Stop asking.

-Why?

-I'm telling you why, OK.

Because we have a new name above the Vic door.

THE CROWD CHEER

ROXY LAUGHS

-Alfie, I love it.

-Yeah? You like it?

-I love it. I love it.

THEY KISS LOUDLY

-Thank you!

-That's all right. It's good, innit?

I knew you'd like it.

Look, Bianca's right, I don't want to...

What?

Look, the other night when you was telling me about you and...Joey,

all I could see was the two of you...together.

But I'm not seeing that now.

Now I'm seeing someone who made a mistake.

Someone who's tried to be honest about it.

I made a mistake too, telling you we was through.

I don't want that. I never wanted that.

So please, Whit, can we start again?

Are you sure that's all you were seeing?

-What?

-So you didn't see -

what do you expect,

she's never going to change,

same dirty little Whit?

-I never said that.

-I tried to be honest with you, Tyler.

You've got to start being honest, too.

FLOORBOARDS CREAK

Zainab?

AJ?

Tam?

FLOORBOARDS CREAK

Oh. Um...I'm sorry.

I-I thought you were out.

How is it?

The samosa?

It's fine.

Masood.

Ayesha, what are you doing?

How else am I supposed to do it?

How else am I supposed to prove that I'm serious?

Ayesha, please.

This isn't a joke.

Ayesha. I can't.

I can't.

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