18/07/2013 EastEnders

There he is. Good morning, Granddad.

Hey!

What have I done to deserve this, then, eh?

-I don't need a reason, do I?

-No, course not.

Right, what have we got here? Oh! More bills, eh?

That's no way to run a business, is it, Ian?

Oh yeah, and selling cheap tat on a lousy stall

-makes you an expert, does it?

-At least my lousy stall's still open.

Oh what?! Oh!

-Oh. Sorry.

-Sorry. Jean. Jean!

-Can you do me a favour this morning? Please.

-Oh, uh, the thing is...

-No. She wouldn't.

-I was asking the organ grinder, not the monkey.

-Right, well the answer's still no, isn't it?

-Yeah. No.

Peter? When you get this message, call me back.

-You had a nice time last night?

-Yeah, I had a wonderful time.

-Chatting to that bloke a lot.

-Yeah. I think...

Well, in fact, I'm pretty sure, actually,

-that I've got a date with him.

-He asked you out?

-There's no need to be so surprised.

-No, I'm not. I'm just thinking...

maybe this isn't the right time to start something like this.

Why not?

Because of all the stress you've been under.

Stress? I'm not stressed. Not at all.

In fact, this couldn't be happening at a better time.

Some extra toast to go with your beans.

-Extra toast.

-Thanks, Kim.

-How come they're getting extra and I'm not?

You see, at Kim's Palace, we look after our valued customers.

-And those who pay the rent.

-I told you I'm sorting it!

Hmmmm....

Is there something wrong with her?

I think she's struggling with her sums, darling.

Maybe she wants me to help her with them?

No, what I would like is for your kid

to stop kicking my chair, before I kick him into next week.

Lay a finger on him and see what happens. Ignore her, darling.

-Oh!

-Shirley!

-Stealing from a kid? That's a new low.

You don't like it, you know there's plenty of places round here

that would take you and Little Lord Fauntleroy in.

I wouldn't give you the satisfaction!

You need to do something about her. Before I do.

No, I will. I'm on it.

DOORBELL RINGS

Denise! Door!

Please rest assured she's not a reflection of the clientele

that normally resides at this classy establishment.

Morning.

You all right, Jay? You all right, Abs?

Just doing you a bit of breakfast.

You'll be late for your exam, won't you?

-Um, my exams are finished, Dad.

-Oh, yeah.

Oh, and I've already had breakfast.

Jay brought some round on his way to work, so...

Er, Max, your toast is burning.

Dad! Dad! I'll make you something.

-Abs, it's fine, all right? I'll do it.

-No. Just sit. You need to eat.

(Thank you.)

MOBILE RINGS

Oh...

-If you put them on the side, they'll dry quicker.

-It's ruined!

-They're ruined!

-They're not ruined.

-They are ruined!

I'm sorry, Abs, all right?

I need to get to work anyway. I'll see you later.

Lucy must have gone out first thing this morning.

-She hasn't turned up for work. Neither's Peter.

-You're surprised?

Yeah, but it's left me short-staffed by two.

-Could you give us a hand?

-You're unbelievable.

-Not interrupting, am I?

-No.

-Here, let me take those off you.

-Thank you.

It's a present. It's a dress. For her birthday.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-Was there something else?

-Yeah, there was.

Maybe we should meet, you know, the three of us.

Sort of a... meeting. A gesture of reconciliation.

Togetherness.

I'll think about it.

The cheek of him!

-What's he done?

-Trying to make me feel guilty

for not giving Scarlett a birthday party.

-I'm sure he's not.

-Of course he is.

He just brought round this dress, said he got it for her birthday.

-He was genuinely upset he couldn't celebrate it with her.

-Please.

Michael doesn't know how to BE genuine.

No, I know. But he does when it comes to Scarlett.

Maybe you should speak to him?

I'm not interested in what he has to say.

I suppose it might be worth hearing him out.

No, I put my life on hold to keep those businesses afloat

and this is what he does?

There's no explanation.

What was he thinking? He's already struggling.

It's his own fault. I really thought he'd changed this time.

-I should've known.

-OK, Peter, wait...

If he goes under cos of this, it affects you too, you know.

Those businesses are YOUR future. And Lucy's.

You go after Lucy and I'll deal with your dad, yeah?

-Can't keep yourself away, can you?

-Don't flatter yourself.

-Do you want a drink?

-No, I'm busy.

-You all right?

-Yeah. Did you get any numbers from that speed dating?

-Got your eye on someone?

-No.

I want to know what that's bloke about that's after Jean.

Jean pulled? That's good, isn't it?

Not really, if he's going to mess her about.

-I don't think she needs this right now.

-I think she knows him.

I think he's got an allotment. Something like that.

-Right. I'll go and check him out, then.

-Hold on.

What if he turns out to be a bit of a weirdo?

If I go missing, you'll know where the body's buried, won't you?

-I'm not sure about this.

-Why don't I go with you to check him out?

He's not going to go at you with a spade if I'm there, is he?

No, I'll go. It's fine. You know, she's family and all that...

-Make sure his intentions are honourable.

-Alfie.

It's all right. I'll go, make sure she's all right.

-She's family, isn't she? I won't be long.

-You don't have to do that.

It's for Jean. She's family, all right?

-Hey!

-Oh dear, oh dear.

-You need to pay for that.

-Just give me the money!

-Get off!

-Ian!

-You try that again, you see what happens.

-Ian.

Getting your women to fight your battles now, are you?

What were you doing? Just come here!

All right.

None of this would have happened, all right,

-if Peter had been on the stall.

-Don't blame Peter for the mess you're in!

I'm not in a mess? It's just teething troubles, OK?

Just getting back in the saddle.

Oh right, at the expense of your daughter?

What were you doing, treating Lucy like that? She's in absolute bits!

She'll get over it.

I'm not sure that you're the man that I thought you were, Ian.

Denise, no, look, I didn't mean it like that!

Look, please, Denise. Don't give up on me.

I mean, I need you.

Look, the truth is, I'm in trouble, OK?

I'm being threatened.

-More lies?

-No!

-Look, I made a mistake, a big mistake...

-OK, what sort of mistake?

-I took some money.

-What do you mean 'took'? You stole it?

-No!

I found it and I didn't know whose it was so I...

..I took it.

I know I shouldn't have and I wish I hadn't but I did,

and anyway all the money's gone now and he wants it back.

Why are you only telling me this now?

Look, I don't know what this guy might do. He's dangerous.

Dangerous?

Who is it? Ian?

It's Carl.

Carl? What, my Carl? From the B & B?

No, Ian, Carl... Carl is fine.

-He's the best guest we've ever had. Polite...

-You don't know him.

-Of course I do! Look, I'll speak to him.

-No! No, Denise, you can't.

At least let me try. There must have been some sort of misunderstanding.

No! No! No, you can't speak to him, Denise. Please, OK?

I'm dealing with it. All right? You can't get involved.

You can't.

-Here you go.

-Lovely. Cheers, babe.

Did you manage to speak to Kirsty the other day?

-No. No, I didn't get a chance, sorry.

-I thought you were going to.

Well, I've got nothing to talk to her about, have I?

Are you going to stand there watching me all day?

-Do what..?

-You work with Jean, don't you?

Come to suss me out, I suppose?

-There you go.

-Ta.

Carl?

I wondered if I could talk to you about something. About Ian.

He's told me about your...issue.

Sorry?

The thing about Ian is... I...

I know that he can be a bit of a prat sometimes, but...

he knows he's made a mistake and he really wants to work it out.

I think he's getting himself quite worked up

at the thought he might have upset you.

In fact, I think he's actually quite scared of you.

Anyway, I know he owes you some money,

so I wondered whether or not we could

just come to some sort of an arrangement.

Cos I know that you're a reasonable man

and you want to get this sorted out as quickly as Ian does.

Ian stole ten grand from me

and I want it back. All of it. And quick.

Thanks for the fags.

She was always making us DO things together.

Golf, line dancing.

Even joined a bowls club.

Got all the gear. The uniform. Little hat.

-She still wasn't happy.

-Yeah, well, they never are, are they?

I sold it all when we split up.

Got rid of everything that reminded me of her.

It's funny,

I never thought we'd be the kind of couple to speak through a solicitor,

but it all turns sour so easily.

The fact we shared a life together, a bed, that was all forgotten.

I take it you won't be taking Jean to the bowls club then?

I don't think so! Well, unless she likes it.

Does she like it?

Seriously, I've no idea. I ain't got a clue.

I don't know where I'm going to take her.

I don't want to mess this up. I think we've got something.

-A connection, you know.

-Yeah, yeah, I know, it's good.

-Well, you must know.

-Yeah?

-I saw it with you and your missus last night.

-Yeah?

Yeah. You couldn't take your eyes off her.

-Ah, well...

-Mind you, you weren't the only one.

Popular with the men, isn't she?

Must be the leopard print - men can't resist it.

I think I've got this sorted.

Well, at least enough to keep him off my back for a bit.

Yeah, I'm not sure it will, Ian.

-Why?

-I think I've done something stupid.

-You spoke to him?

-I wanted to help!

That's not going to help! That's going to make things a thousand times worse!

You just don't know what he's going to do next.

I mean, he's already trashed the restaurant, hasn't he?

OK, well, then let me call the police.

No, you can't call the police, OK?!

I mean, what are you going to tell them? I stole from him.

I don't know.

I have worked so hard at putting this last year behind me.

All right? Ben, the breakdown, everything.

When I think I'm getting back on my feet, something comes along and knocks me over.

OK, look there must be some way that we can get rid of him.

You don't know what he's capable of.

He did this to you, didn't he?

Oh, Ian! We need to get help!

I don't know who's going to be able to help me.

I'm never going to get rid of him.

Yeah, well, mission accomplished.

He's been well and truly vetted

and permission has been granted for him to court our Jean.

-So, he's not a murderer, then?

-Worse. He's Old Bill.

-What?!

-Don't hold it against him.

-Yeah, I'll try not to.

-Thanks for doing that, Alfie.

-You're welcome. Any time.

-Well, I'd better head off.

-Yeah.

Don't want to accuse you of slacking, do we?

Listen, Kat? Did you... Did you get...

Yeah, I got it.

So, you spoke to Lucy, then?

No, not yet. But you were right before. I'll tell her that.

She'll understand.

Your dad's lucky to have you.

-You managed to sort him out?

-No, but I will do by the end of the day.

Here, what about that time she locked herself in the toilet

and you had to climb under the door to get her out?

-And it was the wrong one! Very funny.

-That woman's face!

I can't believe you stood there, laughing, wetting yourself,

and I was trying to explain to this strange woman that I wasn't a perv!

And then she unlocked the door herself anyway!

Eh, Tommy, that'll be your job one day, when Daddy's too old.

-To get Auntie Jean out of trouble.

-Don't you listen to your mummy.

Daddy'll never be too old to shimmy under the door. Ain't that right?

You keep telling yourself that, you dirty old man!

Don't move, don't move. Stay still.

Yes! Look, Mummy's got an eyelash.

-Oh!

-That's it. Make a wish.

-You know what I want.

-Kat.

You, me and Tommy. Look how good we are together.

-Don't do this, darling.

-It's not too late to stop this, yeah?

To call it all off.

Look, we can find a way through it, I know we can.

-We've done it before.

-Things are different now.

They don't have to be!

Listen, you need to move on.

And you need to let US move on.

Is that what you really want?

Sorry, could I...?

Make it quick.

I just thought I'd pop round and say sorry.

For what happened earlier - with Ian.

He's just been under a lot of stress at the moment.

Well, I think you've mistaken me for someone who cares.

And that's your signal to leave.

-What you doing?

-Believe me, I'd rather not be here.

Then why are you?

It's Ian. Ian's in a lot of trouble.

He's borrowed some money from this guy called Carl

and he's being threatened. That's why the restaurant got turned over.

And what makes you think I'd want to help Ian? Or you, come to that?

Imagine how Ben'd feel if he found out

-that you could've stopped his brother from getting hurt...

-All right. Leave Ben out of this.

Like it or not, you and Ian are connected because of him.

-Always will be.

-Just get out.

Sorry, I think that if you don't do anything about this,

people round here are going to think you've lost your touch, Phil.

Letting a guy like Carl strut around here like he rules the roost?

Just like you used to.

Oh, I've been thinking about what you said about Scarlett

not having a birthday party...

and you are right. So how does tomorrow suit you?

-OK.

-Good. I'll see you then.

Just the three of us, yeah?

Hey.

What do you think you're doing? Lucy... I thought you were on my side!

Yeah, I am! But these are family businesses!

Yeah, well, you didn't seem to care about the family businesses

-when you were living it up on the other side of the country.

-I know.

But this is your chance - you know, you can do what I did.

You can go have a laugh, be a normal teenager.

Don't worry about getting up early in the morning for deliveries

or making sure the books add up.

Being away's obviously changed you more than I realised.

-Who's that?

-That's Carl. He's staying at the B & B.

He's sparko.

-He loves having you here.

-Yeah.

So do I.

Thank you. I'm not sure your new fella

-will be too impressed to hear you say that.

-What new fella?

Oh, what's his name? What is it - Carl?

-He's not my fella!

-Yeah?

-No.

-He seems well into you.

Well, so what if he is? Doesn't mean I feel the same.

No, I know. I know.

But that's me, innit?

I've never been able to resist a man that shows me a bit of attention.

-That's not what I meant.

-That is what you meant.

No, it's not.

So what if I am seeing him?

I can sleep with the whole Square if I want to,

because we're moving on, aren't we, Alfie?

Or is it just you that's allowed to move on?

Because you're the one that's been shacked up with someone

for the last six months, rubbing my face in it, day in, day out, not me.

-I'm not rubbing your face in it.

-But you carry on doing that. Yeah?

Because we both know that you will never love her the way you love me.

The doctor said that Denny's mucus could be caused by cigarette smoking.

She's making him ill, Kim! You've got to get rid of her!

Look, I'll speak to her. I will. Next time, I'll speak to her.

Perfect timing. Kim's got something to talk to you about.

Oh, what, finally you're going to be doing

a Pepsi and Shirlie tribute act?

You smoke in your room, you terrorise my son.

-And you expect me to live with this?

-I could say the same about you.

You're so toxic you should come with your own health warning.

I'm toxic? I'm not the one bringing up Norman Bates!

You smother him so much the boy can hardly breathe!

Right, I've had enough of this. Either she goes or I do!

I'll help you pack your bags if you like.

You really think Kim would choose you over me?

I was here first.

Well?

It's Carl, isn't it?

Depends who's asking.

I am.

So, Carl, what you doing round here? Anything I can help you with?

-I'm calling in a debt.

-From Ian Beale?

You know him?

-We've got a bit of history, yeah.

-What, is he protected?

I wouldn't say that, no.

-Who told you?

-A little bird.

His little bird.

Look, I'm not here to step on your toes, I guarantee you that.

I'm glad to hear it.

See, he stole from me, a lot of money,

and I'd be a mug to let him get away with it.

You'd do the same as me, wouldn't you?

Ain't you got a gym to run or something?

Abi asked me to come over.

I'm worried about you, Dad.

Why?

You're all over the place.

-Abs, you don't know what you're talking about.

-No?

You're not coping without mum, Lauren and Oscar, are you?

-What? So, you saying I'm not looking after you properly?

-No!

You're not looking after yourself properly.

What's this?

We've booked you into an hotel.

It's near Lauren's... You can go and see them all and...

-Sort your head out.

-No.

I ain't going to leave you, am I, Abs?

Well, I want you to go.

I want you to be your old self again.

And I don't think you can do that here.

What sort of dad would I be if I went off and left you?

-After everything that's happened?

-You do not have to worry about me.

I have Jay, Nan, Uncle Jack.

Please say that you will go.

For me.

We're not in the mood, Phil.

That's a shame. I was going to fill you in on my little chat with Carl.

No, no, wait. Wait. What did he say?

Is he going to leave me alone?

Well, he seems like a reasonable fella.

-So, is he going to leave me alone?

-No. Not till he gets his money back.

And if I was you, I'd give it to him as soon as you can.

And that's for earlier.

You're going to need it.

I can smell the fags from down here, Shirley!!

-Is she still here?

-Um...

-Yes, yes, but...

-Right, I'll go and pack mine and Denny's bags then.

-No, no, no. I'm going to talk to her.

-Move out the way.

Where are you going? What are you doing?

I'm moving out. That's what you want, isn't it?

Yeah. No...

No, I'm not going cos of you, I'm going because I want to.

So you can shove your B&B where the sun don't shine.

And you!

I hope you and your little prince will be very happy.

-There you go.

-Cheers.

MOBILE BEEPS

She keeps texting.

Calling me.

It would just be so easy... wouldn't it?

That's why you got to get away.

Clear your head. You can't do that with her all over you, can you?

Yeah, but I still love her.

Then be with her then, if that's what you want.

Oh no! It was supposed to be a surprise!

Roxy, I need to talk to you.

-Hey. Hey, is everything OK?

-Yeah.

-I just wanted to give you this.

-Thanks for opening up today, Peter.

-I know you didn't want to.

-No. I didn't.

And you're lucky I'm even talking to you.

Hey, you know everything's going to be all right, don't you?

And I'm here for you, no matter what.

Peter, I'm...

-You promise me you'll look after her, yeah?

-Course I will.

I love you, you know that, don't you?

I love you too.

I'll keep an eye on her, don't worry. And the business.

-Just go and sort your head out.

-All right, no worries. See you later.

-All right.

-See you soon.

I'm pleased you facilitated that meeting

between me and Phil, Denise. He's my kind of person.

Three grand. I'll get you the other seven as soon as I can.

Seven? That's not going to cover it. Nowhere near.

-What?

-Well, with the interest it's accrued,

we're looking at about, what? Fifteen now?

And it's going to go up and up until you pay me back every penny.

I think that's reasonable, don't you?

Will I see you tomorrow morning for breakfast, Denise?

I'll take that as a yes.

(Ta.)

I was going to tell you, Rox.

OK, look, we don't have to rush anything, do we? Do we?

No. We can just take everything at your own pace.

If you're having doubts, then that's fine, I understand. It's natural.

Kat was a... Kat is a massive part of your life, so it's fine.

-I don't deserve you.

-Yes you do.

No, I don't. I really don't.

Alfie? What are you doing?

Roxanne Mitchell.

Would you do me the great honour of becoming my wife?

Don't you do this if you don't mean it, Alfie.

No, I do mean it. I really mean it, Rox.

Cos, you know, I need to move on and you.

You, Roxanne, well, you're my future. So, please...

..please say that you'll become my wife, yeah?

-Yes. Yes, I will.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

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