05/03/2013 EastEnders

That ain't true. It ain't like that, all right! I swear!

Please sit down.

If you want to continue speaking, you must do so through your solicitor.

So it's all right for him to sit there and make things up about me

but I...I can't defend myself? Is that it?

Would you please return to your seat?

Lola, sit down.

Lola, we'll sort this, OK...

I hate you! Do you know that?

I swear you're going to rot for this!

Miss Pearce, I won't tell you again.

No! All right? She is my baby! I'm her mum, all right? Me!

She's mine!

If you don't return to your seat,

I will have you removed from the court.

Your behaviour has only confirmed to me the sense in continuing with

the existing arrangement until the next hearing - the court approves

the plan for Lexi to remain with Mr Mitchell as kinship foster carer.

LOLA WHEEZES AND SOBS

-Lola, wait.

-I'm never ever going to get her back now, am I?

Course you will, don't be silly.

-A good result, I think.

-Yeah, cheers. Well done.

Why? Eh? Why did you do that?!

-We need to discuss your allegations, Mr Mitchell.

-Speak to my brief.

I'm in a meeting most of tomorrow,

but leave a message with my secretary.

You ain't doing this to my family, Phil.

You're going to stop me, are you?

So all of a sudden, you just go quiet! No! All right?

You will not ignore me any more!

We'll get to the bottom of these allegations.

No! This isn't fair, I've done nothing wrong!

What the hell was that?

That is me protecting my granddaughter, that's what it is.

Protecting her? Is that what you call it?!

-You wouldn't get it, Billy, all right?

-Get your hands off me.

You disgust me.

What's he done now?

Let's not have round two.

LOLA SOBS

PHONE RINGING

Thanks.

Dee!

Dee!

Er, Kim...?

-Missed it. Sorry.

-Where you going? No, you can't leave me.

I've got to get back to the shop.

I've got three beds to change before the next guests come at four,

the phone won't stop ringing

and Patrick's cuppa's in the kitchen getting cold.

That's your answer? Destroy the business?

Look, Patrick is our priority now.

And besides, you said you would help.

Yes and I am helping - I made him soup.

-Made?

-Poured, made. Same thing, innit.

-PHONE STARTS RINGING

-Kim's Palace.

SHATTERING CROCKERY Kim?

Yes, just... OK...

It's all right, Patrick!

I'm coming.

I'm so sorry, I was just trying to get a spoon and...

It's fine, it's fine. It's only soup, innit?

Don't.

You've got to calm down, Lola.

You all right, darling?

Did you plan this? You and him?

No, no, of course not.

But you said...! You said that everything was going to be all right.

Lola, I didn't know Phil was going to say those things.

Has he ruined our chances of getting Lexi back?

Mr Mitchell's claims are potentially damaging,

but I would hope the judge will put them into the broader context.

Broader context? He is twisting things, just to make me look bad.

If that turns out to be the case,

we'll certainly make that point at the next hearing.

The next hearing? I cannot wait that long!

-I want this sorted right now! Do you understand me?!

-I'm sorry, Lola.

I know things haven't turned out exactly as we'd planned,

but try not to worry.

You spoke up for yourself really well.

I'm late for another meeting, but I'll be in touch tomorrow

to talk it all through in more detail, OK?

Lola, it'll be OK.

What are you talking about, eh? You stupid, stupid cow!

He is Phil Mitchell, and he always gets his way!

Take me home.

Still hard at it?

How one woman can make so much clutter, I'll never know.

The things I found, honestly, it's a wonder we ain't got the rats in.

How did you get in?

Oh, Poppy gave me her keys. She'll be back in a minute,

I'm cooking her a Fatboy special.

Oh, are you?

Well, yeah, I mean, that's if it's OK with you, of course...

Yes, well, as long as you don't make too much mess,

cos I am fed up to the back teeth with cleaning up after people today.

Well, you could join us. I bought enough for three.

That's a kind thought,

but I've got some cold cuts that I need to finish up.

Lola, hold up, will ya?

Lola. You've done it! Not long now, eh?

Before you get Lexi back.

Billy, is everything all right?

Hey.

Hello, you.

I've got nothing to say to that man.

He's supposed to be looking after Lexi temporarily

instead of her going to a foster parent.

That is what I supported, not this.

I feel terrible.

I'm going to try Billy again.

Oi, oi, oi, slow down. Just calm down.

You've been ranting ever since you got in the car.

-What do you expect?

-Let me make us a cup of tea and we'll have a chat.

I can't think about us, Jack. I need to see Lola.

So there is still an "us," is there?

Oh, just stop, Jack! Stop!

-What?

-Trying to control me!

You hide my passport, you put Phil in hospital

and even now you can't stop piling the pressure on me.

I feel like some rag doll being pulled every which way.

All right, look...

Sharon, I'm sorry.

That's why I came to the court today, to say sorry.

I'm sorry for trying to stop you accepting them shares in the R&R

and I'm sorry for the fight with Phil, all right, the whole thing.

Why don't you go and see Lola?

-What?

-You've had a bad day, ain't you?

You ain't going to rest till you know she's all right.

We can talk after.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Lo, be careful, will you? You're going to break that.

So? May as well accept it,

Phil's got her and he's never going to let her go.

You don't know that. Trish said you did well in court.

It don't matter what I said in court.

It's already mapped out for us anyway.

-What d'you mean?

-I mean, being in care.

It's in our blood, innit, it's our little thing that we pass on.

It happened to you, happened to me, happened to Lexi.

it'll probably happen to her kids...!

-Please don't say things like that.

-Why? I cannot change it, can I?

So I might as well just accept it. Then maybe I can get back to normal.

And what's normal, eh?

Dunno, just having a laugh, hanging around at the bus stop,

meeting boys, drinking.

That is what I'm meant to be doing. Not messing around with nappies.

-Lola!

-No!

Actually, I'm all right. It's a relief. It's a huge relief.

Because now I don't have to mess around with this stuff anymore.

Hey...

I just want to hold her!

I just want her here!

KNOCK ON DOOR

I, erm, bumped into Lola on the way.

Don't think her hearing thingy went very well.

She looked a right state, poor little love.

Have you seen my cold cuts?

Cold cuts?

Yes, cold cuts, I had some lovely pieces of ham,

well, they WAS lovely, but now they've vanished into thin air.

No, I haven't seen them, Mrs Branning.

Well, I know I put them away last night

cos I had to use one of me best china plates

because somebody hadn't done the washing up...

That's the second thing what's gone missing recently.

First there was me solid silver ashtray

that sits on the mantelpiece, and now me ham.

Well, maybe you've got a poltergeist.

Oh, yeah! My cousin twice removed, she had one of them poltergeists,

was living with her for years.

Got really friendly in the end, though. Bit like Casper, it was.

We do not have a ghost. Don't be so silly, Poppy.

What do I do now then?

Well, let's see what Trish has to say and we'll take it...

Will you talk to Phil?

Come on, Sharon, he listens to you, you can make him see sense.

OK, I'll try. Tomorrow.

-Tomorrow?

-Lola, I've got to talk to Jack.

Just leave it, I'll go myself.

No, no, no, no, I'll go.

This is my family - I'll sort it.

But Pops, he doesn't listen to you.

Pops, he never ever listens to you.

He will this time. I swear to you.

Sorry, sorry! Here we go, come on.

-Long lunch?

-Oh, I wish.

We've had to let Patrick's carer go

so now it's just me and Kim looking after him,

but unfortunately, still got one pair of hands, so...

Er, what you doing here? You can't leave Patrick on his own.

No time to talk.

Oh, give me strength.

Where's me fairy godmother when I need one?

What do you want? I'm just about to go out.

Sorry.

I've got nothing to say to you.

Good, cos I'm the one that's doing the talking.

Can I get you anything? Drink?

-I don't need babysitting.

-No, I know.

Look, I'm just going to call Jack. Won't be a sec.

Hi, Jack. I'll be ten minutes.

20 tops.

It's all right, Jack. She's coming now.

Lola, look, if you get upset or you want to talk...

Just go.

I was going to make you my whole, kinda, peanut butter and jam special,

but Mrs B was being a bit of a control fr...

Well, Mrs B was being Mrs B about the kitchen.

D'you really think that plate of food's gone missing?

What you trying to say?

I don't know. But you've got to admit

she has been acting pretty strangely.

What? No. No, no, no. Mrs B?

Mrs B is as sharp as the diamonds in my earhole, rude girl.

Come on, man, there's nothing wrong with her.

I know who it is. It's that Cora.

Mrs Cross? But we've been through this, Mrs Branning,

she hasn't got a key anymore.

-She could've had one cut, couldn't she?

-Really?

It makes perfect sense. She's trying to unnerve me.

She's doing a gaslight on me. Well, it ain't going to work.

Erm, Mrs B, Mrs B, one minute.

Do you really think that Cora would bother to go and get a key cut

so that she could, you know,

sneak in and nick bits of ham from your fridge?

Well, how else can you explain it?

Oh.

Oh, I see.

-Oh...!

-Mrs...!

See?

You've got five minutes.

Look, I know deep down you're doing this because you love Lexi.

But we all love that baby, Phil.

And Lola, she's my Lexi.

So I just want you to think how would you feel

having to watch your granddaughter's heart break right in front of you?

It ain't the same.

The damage was already done to that girl when you met her.

Exactly.

That's my point.

LEXI CRIES

He's in here. Denise has banned alcohol.

I don't have any.

What you wearing that thing for?

-What thing?

-You've got half a herd on your back.

This? Keeps me warm, fashion...

-Fashion?

-Yeah.

Don't make me laugh. Just empty your pockets. Come on!

There you go. Pat me down as well if you like.

Nah, you're all right. Pops! Entertainment has arrived!

You all right?

-Yeah.

-How's Lola?

Bit of a mess, poor girl. Billy's trying to talk to Phil.

He's shafted the lot of you, ain't he?

Suppose that proves you were right all along, eh?

Sharon, I'm not that petty.

I meant what I said earlier. I'm sorry for everything I've done.

Why are you sorry?

Because I upset you.

Right, so you think it's what I want to hear.

Can't even give you an apology, can I?

Jack, don't you see I need more?

I need you to know what being in a relationship like this means.

We're a partnership, not a marriage from the 1950s.

Yes, I know that.

Then pour us one of those.

Ta.

Been round Tanya's all morning. Chewing her ear off about you.

Lucky Tanya. What were you saying?

-That I love you.

-That took all morning, did it?

What am I supposed to say? It's hard, talking about this stuff.

-Try.

-Yeah, all right!

Just...haven't felt this way about anyone since my ex.

What was Ronnie like?

Why d'you want to know?

It's a woman's prerogative to be curious.

She was...

..I dunno. I was mad about her.

I see.

But she made it impossible.

She had a darkness in her.

She just couldn't be happy.

So you and me, that's just a bit of light relief, is it?

-You jealous?

-Don't be ridiculous.

You're just as pretty as she was.

Oh, please!

Why do men always think a cheap compliment's going to win us round?

But you're stronger.

You're more resilient - the way you run that club,

the way you've brought up Dennis.

You're tough. But underneath it all

you've got the biggest heart of anyone I've ever met.

Does that say more about me or the company you keep?

Sharon, I'm serious.

Part of me...

..part of me thinks what you're doing for Lola is incredible.

But the other part of me wishes you could just walk away.

Is that wrong?

I can't change who I am, Jack.

Well, I can't carry on like this.

Running round after you like a mug.

Either you want to be with me or you don't.

Oh, it's that simple, is it?

Yes. It is.

At least it should be.

There you go.

Thank you.

We could, er, always play a game or something.

-Like what?

-I dunno, er...dominoes?

I spy?

Or we could just have a chat?

Yeah, sure. Cheers.

Yeah, cheers. What sort of games does Denise like playing?

-What d'you mean?

-Well, is she a Trivial Pursuits

or is she more of a charades sort of girl?

Word of advice, brother, you play a game with any of those sisters,

you're asking for trouble.

That I'd like to see.

Bet you would.

All right then, I spy with my little eye...

Hey, come on, Ian! I wasn't serious.

Come on, we'll play, it'll be fun... something beginning with W.

See, I've got you. You're curious.

You're dying to know what it is. Come on, W?

Wally.

Still here, then?

You don't know what it's like growing up without a mum, do you?

I mean, Peggy, she was always there for you, weren't she?

Fighting your corner.

And I know it wasn't a perfect childhood, but at least you

grew up knowing that she loved you. Never had to question it.

So you don't know what it's like to question it

every minute of every day.

It eats away at you, Phil.

Look at Ben. He grew up without a mum.

Oi. Don't you dare.

All right, all right.

I'm just saying,

babies...

babies need their mums.

Come on, Phil, admit it.

Sometimes you look at Lexi when she's crying

and you don't know what to do.

You're powerless. Totally in the dark.

And I know that, cos I've felt exactly the same way.

And then Lola, she'd just walk into the room, pick her up and bosh!

It's like magic, Phil.

See, they've got this connection,

mums and their babies.

So I'm asking you, Phil.

I'm begging you.

Please don't do this.

I'm not like Ronnie, but you are like my exes, Jack.

Are you putting me in the same category as Phil Mitchell?

-In some ways, yeah, you are.

-Well, thank you very much(!)

You both want things on your terms. You want to be the ruler of your own

little kingdom and if someone tries to challenge that, you start a war.

You know what, I've poured my heart out to you and this is what I get?

No, I'm not saying you're a bad man, Jack, I'm just trying to explain.

Why we're not going to be together?

-I've got Denny to think about, Denny's future.

-Unbelievable!

-What?

-You! Playing the victim.

-No, I'm not!

Yes, you are! Bobbing about at the mercy of the men in your life

-like none of it's your fault.

-What d'you mean?

You knew exactly what you were doing when we got together.

I told you I wasn't ready for a relationship.

Couldn't help yourself though, could you? The flirting, the innuendo...

Allowed a bit of fun, aren't I?

Five minutes ago, you were telling me to keep it light!

OK, I was attracted to you and I walked into it with my eyes open.

Don't mean they're shut now, does it?

What does that mean? Now you know me you're going to walk away?

-I don't know, Jack.

-If you walk away,

in a year's time, it's going to be exactly the same thing.

Yeah? Same story, different fella.

-How dare you!

-There's a reason why you ain't in the sack

-with the likes of the Ian Beales of this world.

-Ian is a friend!

Yeah and why is that? Cos he doesn't do it for you!

You're disgusting. Get off me!

You're unbelievable, you are.

Get out my way else I'll slap you.

You know what you need? A man to take care of you,

-a real man!

-I mean it!

-Yeah, well, just admit it!

-I've done it before.

-Admit it!

(Come on, come on...)

'This is Billy Mitchell. Please leave a message...'

Now, here is 11 apostle spoons. Count 'em if you like.

There should be 12,

but my Nick dropped one down the drain when he was little.

Now, I have got six large plates and I have got five smaller plates.

One of 'em was broke on Boxing Day 2005.

Then I have six bowls, one of them with a chip in it.

And this is my silver sugar bowl.

That was given to Charlie and me on the day what we got married.

-Now, there should be...

-Mrs B, Mrs B. It's OK.

You've made your point.

Someone is coming into this house and they are pinching my things.

And if it is madness to assume that it is Cora Cross

as opposed to Casper the friendly ghost,

then I am the one what's potty.

Wait! Where are you going?

I am going to see Cora,

to have it out with her once and for all.

This is turning into an obsession.

Yeah, they're fine.

"They?"

Yeah, Ian's here. Didn't he say?

No, he didn't.

'I have to say I'm starting to see Ian in a whole new light.'

-Are you?

-Well, I used to think he was a prat.

And now you're not so sure?

No. He's still a prat. But an all right prat.

Yeah.

He's all right. I guess.

D, D, D...?

Come on now, man, there's nothing else that begins with D.

Yes, there is.

I give up.

All right, give you a clue.

Ho-ho-ho, I should have guessed.

-What?

-Come on, admit it.

Admit what? I don't know what you're talking about.

You're telling me you came over here and offered to look after an invalid

because of the goodness of your heart?

Yes.

And because you wanted to impress a certain lady

whose name begins with D.

We're just friends.

Oh, yeah, well, that's how the best relationships start.

Yeah, well, she doesn't see me like that.

So I was right then?

No. Well...

..I don't know, all right. Maybe.

There's no maybe about it, man.

-Ask her out.

-No!

-Why not?

Because.

I spy with my little eye something beginning with C.

-Patrick, I don't want to play any more.

-I'll give you a clue.

HE CLUCKS

You calling me chicken? I am not chicken.

Well, prove it then.

I will.

In a minute, all right?

'It's not like she's on her own, is it?

'I'll be there to help out, and you're just round the corner.'

'How comes it didn't work out before, then?'

'It'll be different this time. We'll all be working together.

'That little girl needs all of us.'

Whoo!

Point made, I think.

We fancy each other. So what?

You want me to do the whole love speech again?

Did you say it the first time? Didn't hear you.

I might be like your exes, Sharon, apart from one thing,

you can trust me.

I just want me, you and Denny to be together, a family. That's all.

OK.

I recite all this poetry for you and that's all I get?

-OK?

-Yep.

Thought women were supposed to be better at this stuff?

-It's a myth, babe.

-Is it?

-Mm.

But you know what I need from you, don't you?

I need total commitment.

That means no contact with Phil.

Just us.

'And then there's your age.

'You're a middle-aged man.'

When Lexi's a teenager you're going to be old.

'Whereas Lola, she's got more energy than the both of us put together.'

And trust me - you're going to need that with a little kid...

All right, Billy! You don't have to keep going on.

You know where the door is.

What? Hang on, what about what I've just been saying...?

Wasting your breath. Far as I'm concerned, Lexi's better off with me.

And as long as I've got anything to do with it,

Lola ain't going to get her back.

To us.

To us.

Don't do this Phil, please.

Are you deaf or just plain stupid?

I ain't leaving this house until you see sense.

I swore to Lola that I'd fight for her and I will if I have to.

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