06/06/2013 EastEnders

What?

N reg, 120,000 on the clock. 950.

-Nah, there's no margins in that one.

-Thought that money was for a holiday?

Yeah, it is, Mum, but we're on a roll.

I mean, selling that Beemer to that punter, that was just the start.

You'd better get to work or you'll need it to live on.

-Says my skiving Mum?

-PHONE BEEPS

Er, I have been working all morning, thank you very much.

I got a tonne of reports to do this afternoon as well.

I believe you. Thousands wouldn't but, you know. Come on, partner!

Yeah, I'll catch you up.

I'm bursting.

I've got cover at the cafe so I can help you out today and tomorrow.

You sure?

No way am I missing your big day.

I don't like doing this.

I can't just force her to open up to me.

That's not fair, Michael!

Yeah, I know.

No...

I have to go.

Ugh! Have you seen my phone?

Yeah.

Thank you.

-Are you going back to the office this afternoon?

-I'm already here!

-Are you joining me?

-It was you, wasn't it?

If I'm supposed to confess to something,

-I might need a bit more to go on.

-I saw you with Jay.

Yeah, I was just asking if he knew of any work going.

-You bought their car.

-Is that right?

-Don't. Just don't.

Cos if there's one thing I do know about you, it's when you're lying.

I tell you, if I find out who told the paper all this rubbish...

Maybe they hacked your phone?

And that snake, slithering around.

You're lucky Bobby caught that, I tell you.

Mind you, saying that, it would've kept the mice away, wouldn't it?

-We don't have mice.

-Excuse me, love.

-What?

-This place - is it, is it all a brothel or just some of it?

I don't know, mate. You need to ask Madam Kim, over there.

Right, thanks. By the way, I don't blame you women.

I mean, like me, you're just doing a job, ain't you?

Do you want a smack in the mouth?

Not really my thing, sweetheart. Thanks for the offer though, yeah.

-Excuse me.

-Yes?

-Phil Douglas, East London Star.

Look, if you've come to spread your lies, yeah,

-you can just sling your hook.

-No, we're not like the Walford Gazette.

We just want the truth. I was hoping to get your side of the story.

-There IS no story.

-I disagree.

Local businesswoman, diversifying to support the community.

It's entrepreneurial spirit, that.

Half an hour of your time. Put the record straight.

Let people know the truth.

-Does Dexter know?

-Trust me, If he knew, we'd know about it.

What are you playing at?

The last thing that boy needs is you sneaking around,

-trying to buy your way back into his life.

-That's not why I did it.

No, course not, cos you really needed a car. Oh, give me a break.

I was just trying to do something right.

Well, you left it a bit late for that, didn't you?

Don't you think I know I've got a lot of years to make up?

I just thought this was a way to make a start.

-By buying him?

-Oh, come on!

If I wanted to buy him, why wouldn't I just walk in there,

waving the cash, "Daddy's here," huh?

I waited to make sure he wasn't about.

I dealt only with Jay.

-You went behind his back.

-Exactly!

Because I don't want him to know it was me. That's the whole point.

All I wanted was to give him a boost,

support what he was trying to do and do it without him knowing.

Yeah? Because lying to him,

that's really worked a treat so far, hasn't it?

I know he's angry and maybe I acted without thinking it through

but it was meant to be a step in the right direction.

What do you think he's going to do when he finds out?

He doesn't have to.

I'm going to sell the car straight on.

Jay won't tell him, I certainly won't...and that only leaves you.

If he finds out it's me, he'll kick off. Nothing changes.

If we leave things as they are, he'll feel good about himself

and have a few quid in his pocket.

And you get to hang back in the shadows, playing Mr Bountiful?

If the boy feels good...

..then yeah...

maybe, yeah, at some point, the door might be a bit ajar for me.

Is that a bad thing?

But I swear it's not about some big gesture.

Please, let me just have this. A chance to do something right.

He doesn't need to know.

Oh, look at that! Look at the logo.

"Ian Beale@ Le Square."

They look fantastic.

Yeah. Yeah, nearly there.

Lucy, I couldn't have done this without you. Thank you.

What are you doing?

-Scarlett is just waking so I'm making a picnic.

-On the floor?

Yeah. You seemed too busy to get away and Scarlett loves a picnic.

I know what my daughter likes.

So, I've got hummus, pitta bread, taramasalata...

and, of course, no picnic would be complete

without a selection of maize-based snacks

with extra additives and colourings.

THEY LAUGH

Ooh, Kim is going to love you for putting that out.

How about we write one of our own?

"Vicars and Tarts" - what do you think?

I just wish I could get my hands on the toe rags that gave it to them.

I mean, WHO would sell 'em a story like that?

Yeah, would you Adam and Eve it?

So you're saying, this Jenna Reagan, she basically hoodwinked you all? PHONE RINGING

Totally. Kim's Palace is a well-respected establishment.

Listen, our residents are working professionals, local people.

-And you're very much community focused, yep?

-Well, personally, yeah.

Listen, I've always believed

that the community is the corner brick of any business.

I think you would be hard pressed to find anybody out there

that didn't say that Kim's Palace was an asset to the area.

"The serpent beguiled me and I did eat."

What?

Genesis, chapter three, verse 13 - Temptation.

The devil comes as a serpent.

I thought you run an honest house, Kim.

Dot, the only serpent was that Jenna and I kicked her out.

This has nothing to do with me.

She was paying you rent from her ill-gotten gains.

Yeah, but I didn't know that.

Yeah, and now look - named and shamed, ME and the Vicar.

Oh! What must he think of me?

And my chances of being a church warden gone down the drain.

-Finished. All cos of you.

-No...

Sorry, you were hoping to become a church warden?

Yes, it's a very responsible post.

You know, you liaise with the Bishop,

you oversee the running of the church and now this!

I shall never dare show my face at that church again.

Listen, listen, this church warden...thing.

It's going to be all right. He's from the East London Star.

He's going to put everything straight.

Phil Douglas.

You're going to tell everybody the truth, innit?

-Yeah, of course.

-See, it's all sorted.

-Look what I found at home.

-You didn't have to bring it down.

-Yeah, well, I know how lost you are without it.

-Thanks, Mum.

-It's not been picked up yet?

-No, Jay's sorting that all out.

-So, who was the buyer?

-I ain't got a clue.

-Jay didn't say?

Some bloke who knew a good deal when he saw one, he said.

But it doesn't even matter because we've got the money up front.

Fair enough.

Why are you so interested?

I'm not.

Anyway, I better get back. Reports won't write themselves.

Ready...? Smiles!

Ah! One more.

Ah, you look so happy.

Let's have a look.

You should make that your cover photo.

You know, I never had many pictures with my mum.

I want to make sure that you...

have got lots of lovely memories, don't I?

Yes, I do.

He was putty in my hands.

Kim has saved the day yet again.

-Is that right?

-When this evening's edition comes out,

the whole of Walford will know that Kimberly Fox

-is a great pillow of this community.

-PHONE RINGING

-Why are you not answering the phone?

-Maybe you should.

I heard it was ringing all morning. Lots of bookings, yeah?

Kim's Palace, rest your bones in comfort, how can I help you?

Oh, I hope you don't kiss your mum with that mouth! That's disgusting.

-Yes, well, all the calls have been like that.

-Really?!

Every seedy loser in Walford must have read that article.

But it'll blow over though, won't it?

We've already had a couple leave.

What with these and that stuff in the newspaper.

I tell you something, if this escalates

it could really damage the business, you know.

PHONE RINGING

-Are you serious?

-They look fine.

-I can hardly walk in it, Ian.

-It's too late to change anything now.

-Look, if I drop anything,

I ain't going to be able to bend over and pick it up.

Will you stop fussing, OK?

Now, we need to keep them clean. Go and get changed.

-What should I do with Lauren's?

-Lauren's?

Yeah, Lauren's.

Just hang it up out the back. She can try it on another day.

-Come on, in the kitchen.

-Look, I've got to get back to Booty.

-It won't take long. Come on, move it.

-Dad, you've got Lauren working here?

Er, yeah, I was going to tell you.

-You really want her around? She'll mess things up, she always does.

-She's going to work for free, OK?

It's going to be a trial period. She's really making an effort.

And I know how hard it is to try and turn things around

when everyone's already made up their mind about you.

She deserves a last chance, OK?

We could open a joint account.

Yeah, then we can just have a big gay wedding, innit?

I don't want to leave this type of money lying about.

There won't be much of it left after we pay for the holiday, will there?

Who was the buyer anyway?

-Oh, just some bloke.

-You must have a name, though, for the reg docs?

Well, he filled all that in.

Have you still got our part to send off though, yeah?

-Well, yeah, they're here somewhere.

-So when's he coming to collect it?

I don't know.

Look, did my mum buy the car, bruv?

-No.

-Are you sure she didn't, bruv? Cos she came round here earlier on and she was sniffing about.

Listen, your mum did not buy that car, all right?

I'm telling you, if she did and the only muppet to buy our work is my mum,

-then you and me might as well get "Loser" tattooed on our foreheads, yeah?

-Yeah, all right.

Whoa, whoa, where you going, we got this cambelt to replace first.

-Yeah, all right, I won't be long.

-Oi, Jay!

Look what I just found.

-Ah.

-That was me and my mum.

-You look just like Scarlett.

-Not quite as pretty as her.

Do you know, I might not be the best mum in the world

but there is one thing that I know...

..I will never, EVER leave that little girl again.

Whitney. Cod?

Roasted cod...

No, line-caught cod, cooked with fennel, red onion and tomatoes.

-Balsamic.

-Balsamic tomatoes.

Well done.

Lauren...chicken?

-Chicken...

-Chicken saute...

-How can cod be roasted?

-What?

Well, you fry it and grill it. How's it roasted?

In the oven.

-Lauren?

-Chicken saute. That's with white wine....

So it's baked. It's baked cod?

-No, it's roasted.

-Don't you roast meat? Not fish.

It's roasted, OK? That's what it is.

That's what it says on the menu. It's ROASTED cod.

Lauren.

White wine, shallots and tarragon?

Well done. Right, Poppy.

The scallops.

Rosemary seared scallops with radicchio, pancetta

-and toasted hazelnuts.

-Very good!

She has got a point about the cod, though.

Are you serious?

It's all right, love. I've got this. Thanks. Cheers.

Logo, on the napkins?

-Yeah. They look great, don't they?

-They're for picking up gravy.

It's not gravy, it's jus. It's all about making an impact.

The first impressions.

Janine obviously has more money than sense.

Yeah, it's all covered, it's all covered.

That shelf - sorted.

-Fantastic!

-I'll put everything together on one bill, yeah?

Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Erm, could you run through some service drills with Jean

and the girls in the kitchen?

Right, mate. Cheque OK, yeah?

'Can you settle Scarlett down? I need to get some invoices done.'

-Yeah, course.

-PHONE RINGING

'I think she's got more lunch round her face than what she's eaten!'

'Hey, I've enjoyed today.

'If the weather's nice, maybe we should go to the park tomorrow?'

Do you want a coffee before I sort Scarlett out?

Yeah. Yeah, why not?

OK.

Are you going to need me tomorrow night?

Are you going to that restaurant opening?

Have you got something you need to tell me?

About what?

Cos the thing is, I'm not even that cross...

..I'm just disappointed.

I'm really disappointed that I've put all my trust into you, Alice,

and it means that LITTLE that you would steal from me.

Jay!

-I can't find them registration docs, man.

-I just posted them, that's why.

-What?!

-I've sent 'em off.

-You said you didn't know where they was.

-I found them. They was in my jacket.

-We'd better book this holiday, if we're going to go.

-Tell me what the name was on it.

-I don't know. Some bloke.

-Jay, man, just tell me.

-What does it matter? We're going on holiday.

If you'd just asked me, Alice, then you could have had the damn things.

I mean, I don't even wear them anyway.

-But why? WHY would you do that?

-I'm sorry.

Is it the first time or have you been nicking from me all along?

-No.

-How do I know that?

-I haven't. I promise.

You're in my house, looking after my baby

-and you're just a thief.

-I'm not a thief.

-I'm going to have to call the police.

-No, please, don't do that!

You've blown it, Alice. You've really blown it.

I didn't mean to take them. I've just been so stressed.

-About what?

-Everything.

-What, working with me, or...?

-No...

Yeah, sort of...

I thought you adored Scarlett?!

I do. I do.

Well, then what?

I mean, come on, what is making you so stressed

that you have to steal from me?

I've been... I've been taking her to see Michael.

'Hello, Mrs Branning, it's Reverend Stevens here.

'I've seen the paper and I, erm...

'Look, could you call me back? We should talk.

'Thanks.'

I've been feeling SO bad about lying.

And when... When was this?

Loads of times.

So you've been going behind my back?

I'm so sorry.

Just, Michael asked me once and then again...

He loves her so much, he just wanted to see her.

-And I thought you and me were going to be friends.

-We ARE friends.

No. No, no, no, no. You work for me.

I entrust you with my daughter.

Entrust - can you hear that little word that's in there? TRUST.

Please...

I've been under so much pressure. Janine, I'm sorry...

I don't know why I'm even surprised.

I mean, you have been playing me all along. You and Michael?

-It's not like that.

-At least now we all know, eh?

Janine, please, don't stop Michael from seeing her.

He is such a good dad.

Don't make Scarlett suffer because I've been stupid.

-She needs both of her parents.

-Ugh.

Please...

You stay here. DON'T go anywhere. Stay here with Scarlett.

-What are you going to do?

-I really don't know.

Look, why didn't you tell me, Mum? You should have told me.

-What?

-About the car. Don't play me. I already know.

Jay's been giving me the run-around all day. "I don't know, some bloke."

-I wanted to tell you.

-I just caught him sending off the documents.

It's not exactly Jay's fault, is it?

What I'm saying, that was a very good car.

Do you understand? I didn't need no bailing out.

I know. That is what I told your dad.

My dad?

Yeah...your dad bought the car.

You still waiting on deliveries?

Yeah, just the fresh stuff. Butchers this afternoon.

I've got to go pick the fish up and, well, fruit and veg is all sorted.

And that's all to be paid for? You can't have got credit.

Look, Lucy, once we've opened, everyone's going to be buzzing about this place,

we're going to have punters flowing in

and with that investor coming, right, if I can get him onboard, then everything changes.

No more cap in hand to anyone.

Yeah, but that's all "ifs". You're still spending.

Yeah, but we knew there'd be start-up costs.

Yeah, but you're not holding back - the menus, the napkins, the linen.

Lucy, this isn't the cafe, is it, OK?

It HAS to make its mark,

-otherwise it's just another run-of-the-mill place.

-Yes, I get that.

I just don't get how you're doing this all on Janine's investment.

Dad? Where's the money coming from?

Right, I'm off.

-See you tomorrow for the big day, boss.

-Be early!

He didn't want you to know! He was just trying to do something right.

-So you all set this up behind my back, yeah, Mum?

-No!

No, I didn't know about it till today.

Where are you going?

-He shouldn't have done it, he was stupidly try...

-Mum, get out my WAY!

Please, babe, just leave it.

It was a mistake.

I'm guessing it was Derek Branning's.

There was a few bits and pieces in there but there was a brown envelope.

It was stuffed full of cash and I mean FULL.

I mean, it was like he was hoarding it and never got back for it.

I was going to say something but it was like it was meant to be.

It was just there. You're not cross with me, are you?

-I know I should have said something.

-How much?

-Ten grand.

-Ten?

Yeah. I wanted to say something...

What about Joey and Alice? It's their dad's cash.

What about us?

What about all the things he did to you whilst I wasn't here?

Lucy, think about it, OK? It was meant to be.

-It was like payback.

-Payback?

Yeah, payback.

Are you angry with me?

No, no, you did the right thing.

-I'm glad you know. It's been worrying me.

-So all the cash is gone now?

Yeah.

-So how are you covering the bills?

-Hopefully with the profits.

-Well, until then, until you get turnover?

-Janine...

Janine's put some more money in.

-Janine?

-Knows a good investment when she sees one.

How much?

Enough that this is going to be the best opening of a restaurant

Walford has ever seen, OK?

If I get Lister's investor bloke onboard, right,

I can use his money to buy Janine out

and then he'll help take us to the top.

Ian Beale @ Le Square, critics' choice.

Come on, look lively. We'll have punters coming through that door tomorrow

and we haven't got any linen on the tables or anything.

Is that the East London Star?

I've had Patrick on the phone. He's taken loads of calls.

-How many of those have you given out?

-Lots.

And how many did you get back?

Is that it?

Oh great, heavy breathers on the phone for a month, then.

We're going to have to change the number.

You did the right thing telling me about Michael seeing Scarlett.

I only wanted what was best. I've been so stuck in the middle.

You should never have stolen from me

and it's going to take a really long time to trust you again.

Yeah, and I promise you, I'm going to make it up to you.

I AM also aware that you were in a difficult position...

..and what you said about...him deserving to see Scarlett,

and Scarlett needing both parents.

Well, you were right.

Really? So is it all OK?

Just don't, whatever you do, tell Michael what you told me,

because he will be ABSOLUTELY furious with you.

Just tell him that we'll see him tomorrow,

at the opening of the restaurant.

OK.

Dexter?!

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