03/06/2013 EastEnders

-Dad.

-Mm-hmm?

You know that pocket money I've been saving?

-What, you want to invest in a restaurant?

-No.

-Smart lad.

-I'm going to buy a...

-Are you going to invite Peter?

-Peter?

-Yeah. To the grand opening on Friday.

-It's a long way to come. He'll probably be busy anyway.

-I've made breakfast!

-Where you going?

-School.

-You're early.

-Meeting a friend.

-I've made breakfast!

-DOOR SLAMS

-So what's the plan for today, then?

-What?

-Scarlett.

-Where am I going to meet you?

-I'm not sure if I can get away today.

-So when do I get to see her?

-I don't know, maybe tomorrow.

Alice, let me walk you through this again.

The only way I get to see my daughter - the only way -

is if you help me.

Because of the way Janine is,

because she's so revolting and intransigent.

Do you think she's being fair, then? Do you think she's right?

-No, but she does love Scarlett.

-Don't be obtuse.

She doesn't care about Scarlett, she's doing it to hurt me.

-So if I can find a way of getting through to her...

-OK, OK.

-I'll try and get out today.

-Try?

Yeah, I will. I will.

Good.

Half eleven then, the swings.

-OK.

-OK.

Morning.

Right, I thought you could have your breakfast at the caff today.

Why?

Because today is apology day.

-I don't feel well.

-Well, tough.

Look, Lucy didn't press charges and all she wants is an apology.

And I think she deserves one.

All right? Haven't seen the electrician, have you?

He's supposed to be doing the dimmers.

Yeah, came in about ten minutes ago and took his tools.

-He can't do that to me!

-I think he has.

You see, if I'd been the main contractor

none of this would have happened.

I've got the press coming to take photos and everything.

He hasn't done the lights!

Yes, this is Ian Beale, soon as you get the message can you call me?

He's not answering his phone now.

Annoying when that happens.

-Forget the photographer.

-I can't.

If I don't get the photos into the press, I open with no publicity.

Well, I suppose I could fix the lights for you.

Could you? Cheers, Sam!

You sure you want to use these?

Yeah, why not?

Nothing wrong with them, they're very serviceable,

-that's why they're so common.

-Common?!

I know where you can get some very classy candelabras.

The light flickers.

Yeah, we'll stick with these, OK,

-and I'll work out how much I owe you later, yeah?

-Cool.

-Where you going?

-Breakfast.

-Sam, we haven't got time!

It's all about pacing yourself.

Jay, he's good at all the fuel and the mechanics,

-but he don't get the electrics like me, I'm telling you.

-That's great.

We put the car on the website, so we think by lunch time today

-we should have enough money to book our holiday.

-Mmm-hmm.

And Jay and I thought that we'd go shoot hippo on the Zambezi(!)

-You'll probably like that.

-Mum, are you even listening to what I'm saying?

-Yes.

"Do up old banger, blow money on holiday and girls."

Hello. Sam? Are you around at lunch time?

Is my bag in... What are you doing?

Mrs Branning, what you doing?

Well, the vicar, he's coming round tomorrow to talk to me

about being a church warden.

And you know what they say, "Cleanliness is next to godliness."

And them curtains, they won't do.

OK, you're not going up on that ladder,

not after what happened to Patrick.

Yeah, but them curtains, they need washing.

OK, well, Fats can come over and take 'em down.

He'll bring them to the laundrette later, yeah?

Oh, all right.

You know, I've decided not to make the vicar a Battenberg,

I'm going to do Victoria Sponge.

Or maybe I'll branch out and make one of me lemon drizzles.

Hello, baby!

Yes, OK, I understand.

Take curtains to launderette, all right, cool,

give me about an hour.

Can you stick the keys underneath the mat for me?

OK, anything for my little sweetheart, yes...

Take him straight back and tell them you want your money back!

You all right, little man? Big sis getting on your case?

She won't let me keep Monty.

Who?

He's sleeping.

Wow. That is cool, man!

-Thanks. I just bought him off a friend.

-Yeah. How much?

-£20.

-£20?!

-Including some food and the vivarium.

-The what?

It's what they call the cage.

Lucy said I can't keep him.

Don't suppose you could look after him,

just until I take him back tomorrow morning?

Oh, little man, what am I supposed to do with him?

He'll be all right in your room, he's got food and water,

just until the morning. Please?

All right, man, all right. OK.

Just make sure you're over there

first thing in the morning to pick him up. Yeah? OK.

-Hello.

-Hiya.

-Morning.

What's that? Oh, lovely.

Nice picture.

Yeah, my dad on his stall, mid '80s. I got a load of 'em done.

Yeah, it's lovely, darling,

but don't you think you should you get this place straight

before you start worrying about your pictures?

You know what he used to say, "Stick to what you know,

"do what you're good at. Keep your head down."

-Ian...

-What?

-You haven't sent out the opening invitations?

Yeah, it's all right, I need to prioritise.

Darling, you need to get them sent out,

or no-one's going to be here on Friday.

Do you want me to do 'em? I've got time, it's my day off.

No, it's fine, I'll do it, OK? I know who they've got to go to.

Yeah, but I can do the local ones for you, save you some stamp money.

No, I'm not inviting all them freeloading locals, OK?

These are for business customers.

Sorry, I thought that this place was for friends and family?

Yeah, and it will be.

Right, so you're going to want to send some out

to Bobby, Lucy, Peter - you know, people who matter.

No, because these are for business customers, OK?

Customers with money, that's what I need.

-I beg your pardon, didn't realise you didn't need the rest of us.

-Well, I don't.

Right. That's just as well then, cos you're on your own.

Oh, Denise...

Morning.

-Hi.

-Hi.

What's that?

-Michael's things.

-Oh.

-I'm just getting rid of them.

He might want them.

Well, then he can go and buy them back from the charity shop.

Scarlett's upstairs in her cot.

So, you're not at the restaurant today then?

Yeah, but I'm just finishing my breakfast.

Oh. How is it going over there?

Ah, not good. Ian's electrician's done a bunk,

half the furniture's missing,

and mine host looks like he's about to flip.

He's got the press coming to take photographs of the place today

and it's only me doing any work.

Yeah, rushed off your feet. Don't know how you cope(!)

It's not the hours you put in, it's the quality.

But you're going to be finished by Friday, aren't you?

Not a chance!

I've only got one pair of hands

and he's going to need a lot more if he wants to open on time.

What? I ain't got ketchup on my face, have I?

How about you doing something worthwhile today?

Morning, partner.

-Morning, what are you so happy about?

-Payday, innit?

-You reckon the car's going to get sold?

-I reckon the bidding should be in full flow by now.

-Why don't we check.

-No point, there'll be loads of bids first thing,

-but later, the serious buyers get involved.

-Really?

After lunch we'll have some idea of how much we'll make. I was thinking

we should save up some of this money after the holiday, get another car, and do it up.

-Can do.

-Morning.

-All right, cuz?

What you looking so pleased about?

Cos...we're selling the car today.

-So we really are going on holiday?

-Yes.

Camping. Caravan site. Little hotel on the coast.

Yeah, that sounds good, but isn't that going to be expensive?

Told you, we're paying for it, so it's down to us.

You can count me in. See you later.

Have a nice day. Ta, babe.

By the end of the year we could be working for ourselves.

Thank you.

-Everything all right?

-Yeah, man, very nice.

Hey, I hope the old man's new restaurant is just as good.

It will be, just not as cheap.

Can't believe I'm doing this.

Oh, come on, you're getting a free breakfast out of it, ain't you?

And what can we do for you?

I...

I came to, um...

You know...

No. I'm a mind-reader now?

I came to... make sure that we were OK.

Yeah, yeah, we are just great(!)

Ah, sleep, little Monty.

Sleep, yes, that's it.

She's fast asleep.

Good. I've got to go over to the office.

Billy has managed to crash the computer again.

Oh, OK.

-Don't know how long I'll be. See you.

-Bye.

-I didn't hear you come in, Lauren.

-I'm not stopping.

Hiding, are you?

Me? No.

-Really?

-Maybe a little bit.

Well, hiding away, running away from things ain't no good.

I should know.

I've done something stupid again.

Well, they say that you learn from your mistakes,

so you must be the family genius of Walford.

My mum says I've got some apologising to do.

Oh, yes?

But what's the point if they're not going to accept your apology?

Yes, well, if you do the Christian thing

and offer the olive branch, it's up to them to accept it.

And if they don't, and if you meant it,

then you've done the right thing, ain't you?

All right, Mrs B? I've got your curtains here.

Oh, right. Put them down by that machine, will you?

Mind out, Lauren. Thank you.

-All right, Lauren?

-Yeah, you?

-Yeah, cool.

-Thank you, Arthur.

Cool. All right. Laters.

I am really sorry about taking your money.

I wanted it for a drink.

Another stupid thing that I like to do.

Well, that weren't so hard, was it? It's all right, Lauren.

It's all forgiven and forgotten.

Thank you.

We thought you could use some help.

What, you think I can't cope?

Of course you can, we're just here to lend a little support.

We ain't got anything better to do.

No, no, desperate to fill our hours, with worthwhile-ness.

Uh, Sam said that you've got a photographer coming?

Yeah, lunch time. But I don't think I'm going to be ready.

Sorry, what ain't ready?

Just have a look at the place?

The kitchen's not ready, the gents' loo doesn't flush,

and, oh, haven't got any table decorations.

But, Ian, what are you advertising?

Your kitchen, your toilet, or your restaurant?

All he needs to photograph is that corner over there.

You think if the B&B punters could see in my rooms they'd stay in my place? A slap of paint does wonders.

I've never said this before, you know, but Kim's right.

We get the front here looking good, who cares about the rest?

-It's called the art of advertising.

-OK, Ian, three hours.

I'd appreciate your help.

You're welcome.

Alice!

Hey, where are you going?

Uh, to the...swings.

She's still asleep?

Oh, she's asleep again. What have you been doing with her,

staying up all night watching girlie movies?!

-Yeah, do you think Bridget Jones's Diary is just a little bit too old for her?

-Yeah, probably.

I'm joking. Look, why don't I take her for a couple of hours?

I thought you had a meeting this afternoon.

I do, but I'd like to spend some time with her.

Plus, the client is a bit of a sucker for kids,

so Scarlett can distract him while I put his rents up.

-Really?

-Yeah. It's about time she started earning her keep.

-I'll see you later.

-OK.

I just want to say...

look, you don't have to accept my apology,

you don't have to forgive me, but...

I'm really, really sorry for my pathetic and childish behaviour.

I am.

Lucy, I am, I'm really, really sorry.

And I'll pay for any of the damage.

Forget it. We all do stupid things occasionally.

Thank you.

Of course I'm interested.

I'm just finishing off a big job on the Square.

I'll pop by and give you a price at about two?

OK? Good.

Hey. Walford's turning out to be real lucky for me.

What did you want to talk about?

The other day, when we kissed.

Big, big mistake.

Not for me.

I can't go backwards, Sam, this is a whole new life for me and Dexter.

You can't just expect to walk back into it like nothing's happened.

I've got to get back to work.

You'll always be a big part of my life.

I need you to stay out of mine.

BABY CRIES

PHONE RINGS

Oh, Alice! Couldn't give me a hand, could you?

Just want to shove 'em over here, darling.

That's really great, Lauren. Well done.

You all right, darling? You seem really fed up.

Do you want me to paint your nails for you,

make you feel a bit better?

Actually, we've got some great new glitter varnishes. Yeah?

-No, I'm all right, thanks.

-You all right, Tan?

I'm fine, yeah. Really good, actually. Anyone want a coffee?

-Hot chocolate?

-Nice. Alice?

-No, thanks.

-Sure?

Yeah, these new varnishes, we've got a nice new pink range.

You can be my guinea pig.

Trouble is you can never find anything round here.

Tan, where are the new glitter varnishes?

Wherever you left them.

Oh, here they are!

Oh. We've got that brand.

It's good, innit?

That, um... That is yours.

-It's your conditioner.

-What do you...

Oh, sorry, things keep falling off this shelf.

I keep saying, Tan, we need to move that display.

It's the way you stack it.

Could have been really embarrassing for Alice.

-Do you want to take a seat?

-I have to go.

-You sure you don't want...

Do you need a hand?

No. I don't need no help. Thanks.

I do.

I really need you to forgive me.

Because I'm really, really sorry, Whitney...

You're sorry? Sorry for what?

Which one is it - smashing the window, hitting Lucy,

or snogging my boyfriend?

I know I've been a really, really bad friend.

But I've been too scared to come and talk to you.

Cos if you don't forgive me, Whitney, I don't know what I'm going to do.

I really miss you.

-You - out.

-Ian, I'm just apologising.

-I don't want any trouble.

-She just came to say sorry.

It's one thing saying sorry, it's another thing proving it, isn't it?

You've got every right to be angry at me,

but I just want to prove that I can change.

-I just... I need a chance.

-Forget it.

Ian, come on. Have you never done anything that you really regret?

That you're really, really sorry for?

This isn't about me, OK. It's about Lucy and the window.

Yeah, I've apologised to Lucy and I want to pay for any of the damage.

You said you need extra staff for the opening night.

Anyone can carry canapes, can't they?

Not for free.

All right. But it's your last chance.

So, hold on, by lunch time today we've been offered...

I don't even believe this, bruv - nothing!

-What?! I thought it would've sold.

-It's has to, bruv, it's a great car.

-We've promised the girls now, what we going to do?

-Do about what?

Uh, nothing.

Have you sold the car?

No.

That's because the buyers are still fighting over it.

OK. Well, I cannot wait to go away.

Do you want dinner at mine tonight to celebrate?

Yeah, sounds great.

-Yeah? OK. See you.

-See you later.

Why?! Why did you let her think we sold that car?

Oh, look how happy she was! I can't spoil that, bruv. Do you want to spoil that?

Got to go a little bit more to the left... Yeah, like that.

I wonder what me old man would've made

of me having to start all over again?

I think he'd say he's very proud of his son for not giving up.

Come on, let's get going.

Dave, Dave Seymour, Walford gazette.

-You're early.

-Yeah, I've got to get to an infant school sports day,

apparently they're going for the egg-and-spoon relay record.

You know, Olympic legacy and all that.

-I thought this was a "new opening" story?

-It is...

Really? Looks a bit of a mess.

It's just, you know, we've got lots to do... Finishing touches.

Yeah. And a talented boy like you can make it look great, innit?

-With your big zoom and your... wide angles.

-Well...

Bet there's all sorts of things you can do

-with this sort of equipment, eh?

-It's all right, sis. I got it.

Older sister. So, you don't need to see the whole place, do you?

What am I shooting? You haven't even got any tables set up.

Don't you go anywhere. I'll grab a tablecloth from the market.

The camera doesn't lie,

but it's going to do a bit of fibbing today though, ain't it?

All right. Grab a couple of candles as well.

Right. Who's going to be your punters?

-Punters?

-Oh! Me and Patrick.

-What?!

-You need a couple of happy punters enjoying their food.

You know, it is a restaurant.

Who's the waiter?

Whitney.

Huh?

Oh, photos. No, no, you can do that, I'm not going to be in any picture.

Thank you.

Come on, Whit, it's easy. Plus, you're the head waitress.

-I haven't got any food to serve.

-Anything will do.

-I can't just do "anything".

-What about the cafe?

You can just knock something up there.

Patrick, this is a gourmet restaurant. We don't just "knock something up".

All right, I'll go to the cafe. Won't be long.

-I really don't have time for this.

-Oh, yes, you do.

PHONE RINGS

-What you got there?

-One special and a cheese salad.

-Right, that'll do.

-What do you mean "that'll do"?

-Thanks, love.

-Dad, are you...

Damn it, Monty! Um... Monty?

Monty is, um...Bobby's pet...mouse.

Listen, don't worry about it, I'll come pick him up later, OK?

It's just a mouse.

Dot will be fine with it, I swear, it'll be fine.

I've got to get going.

No, no, it's fine. I'm here. I'm here.

Someone get me two plates and a couple of spoons, please.

Come on quickly, quickly.

-Here you go.

-Stick that in two glasses, yeah? Go!

That looks really nice, actually.

Right. Pan-fried lamb.

Mustard mash with rocket.

Kind of good enough to eat.

Yeah, man, now you're talking.

OK, waitress, let's go.

OK, this is pan-fried lamb with honey and mustard mash.

Look at the food.

Fruit juice? You trying to kill me?

Look at the food.

Place it on the table again.

Heads up a bit heads up a bit, heads up a bit. Great.

Take the food away. Put it back in again.

Lovely.

-There you go. Looks all right, don't it?

-Yeah.

Who are the couple, for the article?

It's Kimberley Fox and Patrick Trueman.

Are they local?

Yeah, yeah, they are.

Excuse me a minute.

I just want to say thank you for all your support.

You're welcome.

Can I ask you one more favour?

No, look, can you just hand these out for me?

Invitations?

Yes. For family and friends.

You might need a stamp for that one.

Just hope it's worth his while.

Well, why wouldn't it be?

Listen, it's going to be a great night. And a great restaurant.

Monty? Monty?

Oh, poor Bobby.

Oh, hello.

You're home early.

All my appointments aren't till later

so I thought I'd help you get ready for the vicar.

Oh, that's ever so kind of you.

You can scrub the front step.

Oh, and I've decided on a Victoria sponge.

Oh, lovely.

Off you go.

Oh, after you.

Right, well, I'll go and get the cleaning bits, then.

Where's the sponge?

Alice. Alice! What's happened?

-Janine turned up.

-She wanted to be with Scarlett.

-Have you told her I've been seeing her?

-No, of course I haven't.

-But you want to?

-I can't do this any more.

-I can't do this to Janine...

-Please, spare me the Good Samaritan!

You're worried about poor old Janine?!

She's a good person, she's a loving person.

No, she's not. She's beguiled you. Look at you!

Think about how she's treating me! She doesn't love anyone.

Then why does she keep looking at a picture of you, her and Scarlett?

Her family! She still loves you, Michael!

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