08/03/2013 EastEnders

Morning!

All right, Jack?

All right, mate?

I just saw Phil. Phil Mitchell. You know Phil, right?

Yeah, what about him?

He smiled at me.

Very unnerving, Jack. He smiled at me.

Must be something to do with a bird, eh?

DOOR UNLOCKS

Hi.

I slept in with Denny. I didn't want to wake you.

I wasn't sure you'd be coming back at all.

Don't be like that, Jack.

Then again, who's going to take care of the boy?

Take him to school. Do his homework with him.

Take him to play football in the park.

Lola needed me.

Oh, yeah, what about us?

I'm not going to let you make a mug out of me any more, Sharon.

You made your choice last night, as far as I'm concerned.

DOOR SLAMS

DOOR SLAMS

Six months.

Six months we've been grafting, trying to get Lexi back.

Every penny I have left over at the end of the week,

I've been putting in here.

I thought maybe we could get her something special.

Little treat to welcome her home.

Maybe even take her down the seaside for a couple of days.

And what do you go and do?

You go and mess it all up by snatching her.

It wasn't like that.

Don't you think it was hard enough losing Lexi

without you disappearing and all?

And what about the Old Bill, eh?

They ain't going to take kindly to kidnapping.

-That ain't going to happen.

-How do you know?

Cos me and Phil, we called a truce, all right?

He's not going to grass me up.

And you believed him?

-You got your lunch money?

-Yes.

What about your maths homework?

You should see what they got him to do, Mum.

Took me and Tiff three hours to find the answers on the internet.

Liam, will you clean your face please.

-Mum, that's disgusting!

-Dirty.

Is now a good time?

Is there ever a good time with you lot? She's got a job to do

and a family to feed.

Mum, you couldn't look after the stall for me just till Kat gets back?

I can't, I'm working.

Marie won't mind, will you? Can we make it quick, Steve?

I have got to be at the wholesaler's at quarter past.

She's quite a firecracker, your Mum.

That's one word for her.

Right, as promised. Half a dozen eclairs and half a pound of ham.

Ooh, you nearly gave me a heart attack.

You could've been some man creeping up on me, brandishing an hatchet.

Look, it was never our intention to disrespect your home, Mrs Branning.

So, why don't I make us a nice cup of tea, yeah?

Put last night behind us.

"Submit yourself unto God.

"Resist the devil, and he will flee from you."

That's James, chapter four, verse seven. Oh, leave it, Poppy.

I've got used to it dripping.

You want to get on to the council about that. Get them to fix it.

I don't want no fuss from the council.

No, but it's what you pay your rent for, isn't it?

I'm sure I had my bag with me last night...

-Sorry.

-..because I had my diary.

Alice, as fun as this is,

going through your scintillating evening routine,

I just want to find Scarlett's toy and I'll be on my way.

Why don't I drop it round to you later?

Can I just find it in my own time, please?

Got to be here somewhere, ain't it?

Can you just leave it, please!

Questions.

What is that?

It's my dad.

Serious?

I didn't know where else to put him.

OK. An old carrier bag is as good a place as any.

Alice?

It's a family reunion.

You know, what, Michael, just get out of here, all right?

Quite touching. With pleasure. Father and son, together at last.

Don't have a go at me. It ain't my poxy fault.

Hey, Liam. Do me a favour and stick a brick through the window?

Where's Denise?

If I knew that, I wouldn't be stood here, would I?

She never slept in her bed last night.

I popped up there this morning,

wanted to borrow some money for some fags.

I'd call the police if I were you. It's like the start of

one of them detective novels, ain't it?

Local shopkeeper found in a pool of her own blood.

Denise!

Denise!

BANGING ON DOOR

Denise!

-Ian!

-Hmmm?

-Oh!

-What time is it?

-Just gone nine.

Who's opening up?

Oh, right.

Still. We had fun, didn't we?

I wouldn't use those words exactly.

-It's weird when you think about it.

-What is?

Until a couple of months ago we hardly used to speak to each other.

You were the miserable woman from the shop.

Bobby's words, not mine.

Now look at us.

You know what?

You're not as bad as everyone makes out.

Actually, you're quite funny, in your own little way.

If I didn't know better, I'd say that was a compliment.

Let's not get carried away.

ALARM WAILS

She better turn up soon, I need them fags.

I'm sure she'll turn up, Kim. One way or another.

ALARM WAILS Oh, my lord! That noise.

What on earth can Denise be up to?

I can feel one of my migraines coming on.

Shouldn't you be at school, Liam?

Now, don't go rushing away.

I've got some nice biscuits in me tin.

I heard there was a bit of trouble.

Truanting, by all accounts.

Here you are. Have a biscuit.

No, thank you.

It's just, I hate it there.

Yeah, but think of all the opportunities it'll give you.

I mean, my poor, dear Bradley.

He buckled down, he got hisself some O-Levels,

and landed hisself a job in the bank.

Yeah, but I ain't as clever as he was.

Well, if you're struggling, you've got to tell them.

-But they don't listen to me.

-Make 'em listen.

You're not going to get anywhere by hiding away, are you?

I mean, you've got to tackle these things head on.

Otherwise you could get yourself into all sorts of trouble.

Here, hold on a minute, got something for you.

Now you buy yourself some sweeties.

Or one of them video games you like to play with.

-Here y'are.

-It's all right, you don't have to do that.

I know I don't have to, but I want to.

Take it, go on. Now you get off before your mother catches you.

Thank you, have a nice day.

Bye.

You'll get a reputation for sneaking up on women.

Since Bianca's at the wholesaler's, I thought I'd offer my services.

You're an expert on women's clothing now, are you?

What a man gets up to behind closed doors is his own business.

Look, why don't we have a drink one night?

Sorry?

Or food. We could even try both.

Depends on whether you like multitasking.

I think someone should report you.

For complimenting an attractive woman?

Guilty, your honour.

Call me.

All right, Carol?

Yeah, yeah.

Far be it from me to criticise the hobbies of my employees,

but even I - even I - draw the line at a mausoleum.

What's the matter, Michael?

Can't you find any more young girls to dress up?

I just found your Derek's ashes stuffed down the back of the sofa

in a carrier bag. Hardly the most fitting of vessels.

Alice may be putting on this facade to you,

but deep down inside she's hurting. Any idiot can see that, Carol.

Careful, Michael. Anybody would think you cared.

It's morbid, Carol. Morbid.

What're you doing?

I thought if I bang on the wall loud enough Dot'll hear us next door.

And risk Kim finding out? Ian, you've got no idea what Kim's like.

Once she gets the bit between her teeth, there's no letting go.

All right, I get it.

You don't want the embarrassment.

Listen, I've spent nearly seven years

being the source of gossip round this square.

Whatever this is,

this is our business.

DOOR OPENS

There's someone out there.

When did you last see your sister?

Yesterday after one. I told her...

ALARM STOPS

I told her her earrings didn't match her top.

I didn't mean it, though. I mean, she's always had good taste...ish.

You don't think she's in any trouble, do you?

Finally!

Beale!? Lock him up, Officer.

Do you know this man?

Yeah. He lives across the street. Runs the fruit and veg stall.

Can I ask what you were doing, sir?

I was looking for some truffle oil.

I'm doing pasta ribbons with a chicken liver sauce.

I just came in to ask, and then the door slammed shut behind me.

I mean, do you seriously think I wanted to spend all night in here?

He might be a lot of things, Officer. But he ain't no thief.

I've a good mind to sue, you know.

Hang on. If Dee ain't in here, then where is she?

All I can suggest is you sort that door out

and hope your sister turns up in due course.

And when she does I'm expecting a written letter of apology.

Erm...

You don't think she's in any trouble, do you?

It ain't like Dee to disappear like this.

Maybe I should start calling round some of the hospitals.

-Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Miss Fox.

-Thank you.

-Where do you think you're going?

-To see Phil.

Lo, we can't afford to get in any more bother.

So what do you suggest we do then, eh?

I suggest you keep that zipped

and hope that, for once, he does the right thing.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-That's the Old Bill, ain't it?

-Wait there.

I want you both at my place, quarter past four.

-Why?

-Just be there.

Sharon!

Sharon!

-All right, darling?

-Hey.

I thought we could make a start on sorting out your dad's things.

Can't you radio your superintendent or something?

Tell them that a woman's missing.

You'll have to excuse my sister, Officer.

She always had a very overactive imagination.

Where the hell have you been? I thought you were dead.

I just... I lost track of time.

Oh, spare me the details.

Scrap that. Tell me everything.

He was a real gentleman, actually.

Boring.

And sensitive, and he's a lot gentler

than people give him credit for.

And I tell you what, he is funny.

Enough of the foreplay. Just get to the juicy bits.

-What's happened to my door?

-You can't pull a fast one with me, Dee.

-I see it written all over your face.

-What is?

That big grin of yours. Look, look, look....

I'm guessing his plums are as ripe as they look.

That's the beauty of fruit and veg men though, innit?

What're you talking about?

Yeah, man.

Chances are, he'll always deliver.

Ha-ha-ha!

Where will you take them?

I shall drop it in at the charity shop on my way home.

You can't take that. That's mine.

All right, darling, you keep what you like.

I just don't want you having to face all this every day.

I like seeing them.

Sometimes I like to hang his coat on the banister.

That way it looks like he's just come home.

I know it's hard to believe right now,

but it does get easier.

I can vouch for that.

How long?

How long will it be before I forget him?

-Because that's what you all want, isn't it?

-Alice...

I tell you what, why don't you just take that with you, as well?

I don't even know why Uncle Jack gave it to me.

I didn't even know him.

I didn't even know what he looked like till ten months ago.

All these questions I'll never get the answers to,

cos I can't exactly ask him, can I?

You can ask me, love.

Because as long I'm here, as long as your Uncle Jack and Uncle Max

are across that square,

there'll always be a part of your dad still with us.

I want him here.

I know you do, darling.

How about we put this to one side and we take a little walk?

Where?

Somewhere that always reminds me of your dad.

And, if you feel ready...

..maybe we could say goodbye to him.

Is everything all right? Yeah?

Yeah.

Auntie Carol's going to take me to scatter Dad's ashes.

Do you want to come?

No, no. No, you go, Al.

I'll, erm, I've got things to do round here, so...

HORN BLOWS

Come back!

Come back! Stop, stop!

He's coming!

Stop!

Oi, Kane. Over here.

Nice one, Bruv.

-Where're you going?

-Who does he think he is, eh?

Shouting the odds at us like that?

From now on, I call the shots.

Yeah, and what if you're right, eh? What if Phil's stitched us up again?

You just let him try.

Alice and I are going for a little walk.

Wondered if you wanted to join us?

I wouldn't really want to intrude on family time.

Hold on.

I'll ask Bianca to cover for a half hour, yeah?

So I've got a spanner, a wrench and a new washer.

"How to fix a leaky tap in five easy steps."

You know, I'm so glad we sorted all that business

with the council the other week.

They can be right bullies, can't they? You just ask my Auntie Sylvie.

She got a letter from the council telling her there'd been

a complaint about anti-social behaviour.

Poor Auntie Sylvie,

she got so worked up, her hair started falling out in clumps.

Turns out the letter was for the women at number five

who kept playing Jane MacDonald on a loop.

It just goes to show though, don't it?

Things are never quite as bad as they seem.

Mrs Branning?

There's going to be some changes around here, Phil.

And I was just telling Pops how we've made up, ain't we?

'Man, this phone's sick!'

I like!

Yo. We were doing all right till this one opened his big mouth.

-Giving it the big I am.

-Squared up to him.

Thought he could do his ting but he was too small to get a punch in.

-So what did you do?

-Man bit him on the leg.

Savage movements.

-Managed to get this though, didn't I?

-What's that? Notes?

What?

Liam. I'm due a fag break at half past.

-Like 'em old, do you?

-I work with her.

Oi.

Yeah, I'm talking to you.

The boy's with us innit, Granny.

You got two minutes.

She looks a bit rough, don't she?

I should get back to work.

Bruv, why are you still working in this dump?

The money, innit.

I already told you. You roll with us, you make some real change.

-Where's my £20?

-Shut up.

How long you got?

Three hours, 49 and a half minutes.

Tell me it gets better than this.

This is life, Liam. Get used to it.

What've you got there?

It's nothing.

It's nothing? Then you won't mind me taking a look, will you?

It's for when we have to leave.

Who says you're going anywhere?

You and Mum have been arguing, haven't you?

That's why she slept in my bed last night.

Come here.

Come and sit down on my knee, come on.

This is just a glitch, that's all.

Me and your Mum will sort it out.

Cos I love her, don't I?

Even if she does do my head in sometimes.

Give us a cuddle, come on.

You didn't have to come with us, you know.

I wanted to.

Your old man might not have been my favourite person,

but that don't stop me caring about you.

Do you know that dog I was telling you about?

Biggles?

Well, that's where your dad rescued him. Dragged him out of the river.

I didn't know he had a dog.

Always by his side. Proper little double act, they were.

What kind of dog was it?

It was a scruffy little one. Stunk to high heaven.

See over that wall over there? That's where our old house used to be.

Except they knocked it down years ago. It was an old prefab.

I bet you used to get up to all sorts.

With Derek looking over my shoulder the whole time? You'll be lucky.

Over protective?

Yeah, well, he was my big brother.

He made it his job to look out for me.

That's not to say he always got it right.

But his heart was in the right place.

Most of the time, anyway.

Right, Alice. Are you ready to do this?

-Yeah.

-Do you want us to stay with you?

I think I'd rather do it on my own if you don't mind.

All right, darling.

Hello.

Bye, Dad.

If this relationship has broken down irrevocably, you need to say so now.

No...

It's not broken down. The kid just got a bit carried away.

Didn't you?

It's my fault. I let things slip.

Relaxed the rules a bit too much.

From now on, we go back to how it was at the start.

Pre-arranged visits, no her dropping in when she feels like it.

Got a bit too soft, that's my problem.

Now hang on a minute...

And Lexi, well, you know, she needs routine, don't she?

And as for Lola, well she's just a kid. She's got a lot to learn.

Which rather begs the question, Mr Mitchell,

what sort of game were you playing in court?

That's just my new brief, got a bit carried away,

you know what they're like.

Anything for their big moment in the spotlight.

Then I would suggest you two work together

and focus your energies on making this transition for Lexi

as easy as possible.

I'll see you at our next contact session.

Call me if you need anything. OK?

Yeah.

You've done it again, haven't you?

Shafted her to the social.

"She's just a kid. She's still got a lot to learn."

You promised. You promised me you were going to help me get Lexi back.

-Yeah. And I will.

-So what was all that about?

Got to pay lip service every now and again, ain't ya?

Where're you going?

Out. You're coming, too.

What about Lexi?

She knows where everything is.

Don't you?

Oi.

Don't you ever pull a stunt like that again. Do you hear me?

What's that?

What is it?

So has Kim sussed anything?

Her? She can barely get through a chapter of Agatha Christie.

So, was there something else?

Yeah. I just wondered if...

Giving you trouble, is he?

You want to charge him for all those wine gums he scoffed last night.

Kim, leave it.

She don't care no more. Cos she's in love.

What?

I mean, who can blame her?

Have you seen the size of his yams?

I'd better get back and check on Bobby. It's all right. See ya.

See ya.

Huh?

Yeah, coming!

Phil, now is not a good time. We're just about to have dinner.

-Do you want me to come in, is that it?

-What do you want?

-Last night...

-Was just a kiss.

-So what about us?

-There is no us.

Phil, go back to your family.

Leave me to take care of mine.

Oh, Mrs Branning, I was thinking,

one day, I hope me and Arthur have a home as nice as yours.

All those happy memories and family parties,

nights snuggled up on the sofa with Jim.

I ain't got a home no more. All them memories has gone. Soiled.

But we can get it back to how it was, can't we?

I think you'd better go, Poppy.

-Mrs Branning?

-Just go. Get yourself out of here.

I don't want to leave you on your own like this.

I've been on my own most of my life. Why should now be any different?

OK.

Subtitles by Red Bee Media