11/09/2013 EastEnders

Did you sleep well?

How long have you been sat there?

I like watching people sleeping.

I find it relaxing.

What were you dreaming about in there, I wonder?

Was it Roxy?

Jack?

Little Tommy?

Where's Kat?

She's putting her face on. She'll be a couple of days.

I did think about visiting you, you know.

SHE SIGHS

It can't have been easy.

Knowing everyone had turned their back on you.

I sympathise. I empathise.

I thought...

If anyone needs a friend, it's poor Ronnie.

But you know, life gets in the way...

Marriage...

Kids...

That sort of thing. You know how it is.

I've got a picture somewhere.

14 months now.

I need a shower.

Can I just ask you one question? Just the one.

I'm curious. Why did you come back?

It's clear nobody wants you here.

Roxy, she's not interested.

Kat's doing it out of some deeply misguided sense of pity.

So that just leaves...

..oh, yeah, Jack.

That's really moving, that "true love conquers all" thing.

What is a dead baby between two people that really love each other?

I'm sorry. That was insensitive of me.

It was.

I meant it with affection, though.

All right?

Look what I've got here.

Some boiled eggs and dippy soldiers for my peroxide princess.

What's all this in aid of?

Come on, can't a fella spoil his fiancee

without getting the third degree?

Listen, Roxy, I know yesterday must have been difficult for you...

-Oh, Alfie, please don't...

-No, it must have been tough for you,

and I just...

I just want to say thank you.

Thank you for putting me and Tommy first, all right?

If Phil finds out, we're going to be in trouble.

He's not going to find out, is he?

As soon as we finish paying back that ten G,

we ain't got to worry about Carl no more, innit. Come on.

I suppose you've heard about Shirley?

Oh, yes, I shall be sorry to see her go.

I mean, I appreciate a straight-talker.

Even if she has got a bit of a mouth on her.

Seems like every time I get close to someone, they go and leave me.

What about that nice gentleman friend of yours?

-You know, what you're stepping out with?

-He's gone.

Gone where?

We're going to need these tea towels back by 3pm at the latest.

Have you heard anything of Ronnie?

That woman has no place here.

Hello?

-Can we help you?

-Where's Kat?

She hasn't come down yet.

I'm, er, I'm Joey, by the way.

-What, you a mate of Kat's, yeah?

-Uh...

Yeah. Yeah, something like that.

Yeah? All right, look, if you ever need anyone

to show you around or anything, just...

Joey! Sorry, you'll have to excuse my brother.

What?! I'm only being friendly, ain't I?

So, is this your first time in Walford?

It's nice round here.

Yeah. You never said your name.

-Oh...

-Her name's Rosie.

She's an old mate from school.

Ah. I was just telling Rosie how nice Walford is.

She's not stopping.

I can't believe that Ian Beale squealed to the cops.

It's a messy business, all right.

You want to keep that zipped. Dee is on the war path.

-I heard that.

-You know what?

You want to count yourself lucky they ain't sticking you

in witness protection.

Before you know it, you're dressed from head to toe in polyester

and living in Northampton.

This is all just one big joke to you, isn't it?

How is Ian?

Oh, well, apart from Jack Branning roughing him up, you mean.

Any chance of a cup of tea?

Kim. Sort him out, will you?

Where're you off to?

I'm going up to Oxford to see Libby later.

Safe trip.

Yeah, I thought it was about time I checked out her new flat.

Give her my love, all right?

And give her a big kiss from her Auntie Kim.

Well, me and you have to say our goodbyes now, then.

-So it's true, then?

-Well, there's nothing keeping me here.

You know what, Shirl? Despite you living like a pig,

I'm going to miss seeing that ugly mug of yours every day.

Come here, will you?

-What about Phil?

-What about Phil?

Does he know you're going today?

I don't need his blessing.

From what I've heard, he needs all the friends he can get.

Phil can take care of himself.

Jack...

Jack, you all right? Haven't you left something at Kat's?

-Kat's?

-Yeah. Goes by the name of Veronica.

-It's a turn up for the books, no?

-I'm late.

Come on, Jack, don't shut me out.

Least you can do is hear the poor girl out.

Look, I've told her what I think.

So you have seen her? That's interesting.

I take it a reconciliation's out of the question?

What is it with you?

-Do you fancy your chances again, do you?

-Don't be ridiculous.

I'm a caring man. I want her to be happy.

Then you tell her to leave Walford, all right?

Cos there's nothing for her here. Go on.

-How did you sleep?

-Yeah, fine.

What're you going to do now, then?

I just want to see Roxy and then I'm going to go.

Will you get her for me? Tell her to meet me here.

What am I supposed to say to her?

Just tell her I really need to see her.

DOORBELL RINGS

When did this become my problem?

Please, Kat.

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

All right, fine. But then you've really got to go.

-What do you want?

-Abi says you're in a bit of a mess.

No. We're fine as we are.

DOORBELL RINGS

Abi, can you go and get that?

Look, whether Max is guilty or not

don't mean I'm not going to help you.

Why don't we just forget about yesterday and concentrate on

sorting this lot out? DOOR SLAMS

It's Joey.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

Um...

There's a final demand for the gas in here, as well.

All right. What else do you owe?

We owe council tax and now we owe a month's rent to you.

You don't have to worry about that, do you?

There's a job going at McKlunky's.

Yeah, well, I don't want you serving all hours, with all them drunks.

-Yeah, but I want to help.

-Abi, look, your dad's got enough to worry about

without you messing up your final year.

Are you all right, Uncle Jack?

Yeah.

I've just got a lot on my plate.

Is this to do with Ronnie?

Right, are we here to sort this out, or what?

-Yeah.

-Yeah. Pass me the paperwork, then. Come on.

I just need you to look after him for a couple more hours, that's all.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

So why the big hurry to get rid of us?

I've got a delivery on the stall.

-You sure that's all it is, yeah?

-What else would it be?

Have you heard from Ronnie?

I'm the last person she'd want to speak to.

-But you'd tell me if you had, though, wouldn't you?

-Yeah.

Alfie, as far as I'm concerned, that part of our life is over, all right?

All right.

Come on, Tommy, let's go and play football.

Come on, I've got you. Good boy.

-Good job.

-Bye-bye, darling.

-Give Mummy a kiss goodbye, then.

-Love you! See you soon, yeah?

That's it. Hugs for Mummy.

-See you soon.

-Say bye-bye.

-Bye-bye!

-Bye.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to get Roxy over here,

and then you really need to go.

How long till your flight?

Eight hours, 34 minutes and 11 seconds.

Not that I'm counting or nothing.

-I was hoping that you might change your mind.

-What?

All them Greek fisherman waiting for me to help them with their rods?

-What about your friends?

-I haven't got any friends.

There's me.

What about Phil?

Phil's not a friend.

You still care about him, though, don't you?

Why is everybody banging on about Phil?

-We've been split up over a year.

-You will go and see him, won't you?

Before you go, I mean.

No.

I said everything that I had to say yesterday.

Look, I just want say a few goodbyes and get the hell out of here.

Jean, in a week's time,

Shirley Carter is going to be a distant memory.

No-one's going to miss this old lush.

Lola!

Lola?

You see?

Forgotten me already.

Didn't you hear me shouting?

Yeah, I heard you.

-Then why didn't you stop?

-Cos what's the point?

-This time tomorrow you're going to be sunning yourself in Greece.

-Yeah, but I'll keep in touch.

-Course you will.

-Look, once I'm settled,

-you and Lexi can come and visit me.

-No, thanks, I don't like flying.

Get on a boat, then.

Why're you doing this?

-Doing what?

-Pretending like you care.

Because I do care, Lola.

I don't know why I'm surprised, anyway.

Everyone lets you down at some point.

-Lola, please, look, all I'm doing is...

-You know what, Shirley?

Just leave me alone, all right? Get out. I don't want to hear it.

And do you know what?

Don't even think about coming to say goodbye to Lexi, all right?

Lola Pearce!

What a mean, nasty thing to say.

No, Dot, if she really cared, she wouldn't be leaving, would she?

What if she ain't got no other way?

Her best friend was murdered on her doorstep.

There are painful memories everywhere.

All that poor woman wants is to find some peace.

Who are you to stand in her way?

SHE GASPS

-My Demis Roussos album.

-Pardon?

I'm going to need Tzatziki and vine leaves.

-Do you think Denise would sell them?

-I don't know.

So much to do, and so few hours to do it in!

Ronnie's over at mine.

What, she's here on the Square?

-Does Alfie know?

-What do you think?!

OK. Erm...

-Hold on, how did she end up with you?

-It doesn't matter.

All that matters is she's over at mine and she's waiting for you.

-How is she?

-You'll find out for yourself soon enough.

She's all right, though, ain't she?

She's fine, considering she's just got out of nick!

-She's going to be angry with me, ain't she?

-She ain't.

Can we just get this over with?

What am I supposed do about Alfie?

It's not my problem, all right? I'm just the messenger.

-Kat, I made him a promise.

-OK.

What's more important? She's your sister.

-ALFIE:

-Hey, Peroxide!

I knew this was going to happen.

Don't you dare tell him she's over at mine, do you hear?

Do us a favour, love, keep your eye on Tommy for half an hour.

No, you can't.

She's your sister and she needs you.

Roxy?

I'll be right with you.

Are you all right?

You know, as a kid, I used to fantasise about being an only child.

What's she done now?

Do you know, I've had it up to here with her taking the Mick

-out of our relationship.

-Just ignore her.

Oh, really? That's easier said than done.

You don't have to live with her 24/7.

Sharon, Sharon?

What're the chances of getting a couple of extra shifts

-down the club?

-Oh, we're overstaffed as it is, Joey.

No, I know. I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate.

It's just Lauren and Abi are a little bit strapped for cash

at the minute, and I want to do something to help them, you know?

-I'll see what I can do, yeah?

-Thanks. Cheers.

-You all right, Ian?

-Yeah.

You broken up any more families recently?

Ignore him.

I used to think you were all right, you know.

Used to think you were a bit of a muppet, of course, but...

at least you're straight. At least you were honest.

-He's telling the truth.

-I wasn't talking to you,

-I was talking to him.

-I think it's time to go, Joey.

You know what? I've had it up to here with you Brannings

pushing people around. You're barred, the whole lot of you.

-Do me a favour.

-So get out. Go on.

-Thank you.

-Who does he think he is, talking to you like that?

Do you know what, there is a solution to your little problem

-with Kim.

-Oh, I get to stitch her mouth up?

That would work, but... Move in with me.

Eh?

Oh, move in with you!?

Yeah. Why not?

Yeah...

Be-be...

Mmm...

Well, because, it's...

It's just...

I've... You know what, I've really got to get a move on

because I've got to get that train, at one, to Oxford, so...

Sorry.

-Have a think about it.

-Oh...

Hard at it?

I thought you'd gone.

You ain't going to give me a hard time an' all, are you?

Listen, it's your life, Shirl. But now you come to mention it...

Don't you dare.

Are you going to miss me?

Nah.

Course I'm going to miss you.

I don't mean to break up this teary little goodbye,

but we've got some cars that need finishing by lunchtime, yeah?

Since when have you two been so conscientious?

What're you doing with the plates?

Just leave it, will you?

Maybe I'll give Phil a ring in hospital, then you can explain.

Be my guest.

-Go on, then.

-No, you're all right.

Well, if you're finished, we've got work to do.

Should imagine that makes a change to the usual slop

you've grown accustomed to.

Thank you.

What for?

Well, for devoting all this time to me

when you have a wife and child at home.

Oh, no, that's right.

Janine saw through you as well, didn't she?

You can play games all you like.

I didn't want you then.

And I certainly don't want you now.

Did you find her? Is she coming?

No, I'm sorry.

-That's got to hurt, right?

-Oh, Michael, go and do one.

She's just worried about upsetting Alfie, that's all.

Right, I should go.

Just give her a few weeks.

Forward me your number when you're settled and I'll pass it on to her.

-No, there's no need.

-But you will sort it out?

Thank you.

-What have I done?

-More than you know.

Jean!

Jean, I need you to look after Tommy for five minutes, OK?

No, no, no, I've got a feta cheese souffle at a very delicate...

Sorry!

Whoops! I'm so sorry.

I should've been looking where I was going.

Hey, are you OK?

You lost someone?

You all right?

If it's a service wash you're wanting, I'm overwhelmed,

you'll have to come back tomorrow.

Ronnie.

I didn't know where else to go.

Come on.

-I take it those cars were nicked?

-Sshh! Keep it down, will you?

And there's me thinking you had your head screwed on.

Well, he didn't give us much choice.

Oh, I wonder what's going to happen when Phil finds out.

Yeah, well, he's the reason we're doing this.

-Oh, pull the other one.

-Look, how else are we going to pay him back?

-By avoiding a stint in prison.

-Look, it's not going to come to that.

Oh, you know that for sure, do you?

Look, all we're doing is switching a few plates, innit.

-It's not a big deal.

-I wonder what Mummy would say when she finds out.

-Come on, Shirl, man. You can't. Please.

-You're pathetic.

Giving it the big "I am." You're just a pair of kids.

I ain't a kid.

Then prove it.

It's brave of you, Ronnie. To come back here.

Stupid, more like.

You followed your heart. And it led you home.

I don't have a home. Not any more.

So what you going to do?

Turn around and go all the way back after coming all the way here?

Roxy doesn't want to see me.

Then make her.

I fell out with my half-sister, Rose. Over 40 years ago.

All the years we wasted... All that time we'll never get back.

You've got to fight for her.

I can't.

But you're here.

That's half the battle.

"God give us the spirit not of fear,

"but of power and love."

That's the second of Timothy, chapter one, verse seven.

Come on, let's go and find her.

They done yet?

With an hour to spare.

Just as well, cos there's three more coming in later.

-No, there ain't.

-Bruv...

Listen, this is Phil's business.

You don't come in here, start telling us what to do.

If you want dodgy cars done, you're going to get them done

-somewhere else, all right?

-Now, if you'll excuse us,

-we've got a service in a half hour.

-Who put you up to this?

THEY HUM AND LAUGH

Here, you should try the new Caribbean restaurant

on the High Street.

Hang on now, man. Why aren't you in Oxford?

Ah, that is a very good question, Patrick.

This one here has double booked, again.

I've just had to relocate a very angry couple from Derby.

You know what we should do?

We should have a theme night right here.

Put some Mighty Sparrow on the stereo...

-Did you hear what I just said?

-Huh?

The couple from Derby?

Well, they're not camped out in the hallway, are they?

So I'm guessing that you sorted it out.

What, and that's it? No apology?

-Pour her a large rum, will you?

-Do you know what, Kim?

I've had it up to here with your selfish behaviour.

Make it a large one, Pops.

If I'm not running round after you like a skivvy,

I'm pulling you out of skips... Do you know what? It ends today!

-Where're you going?

-I'm out of here.

Go on, then. Clear off, man.

We'll have more fun without you, anyway.

Are you going to let her go like that?

She ain't going nowhere.

She did the same thing when we were kids.

Then three hours later, we found her hiding under the stairs

in a wet pair of knickers.

Oh, so you think I'm bluffing, do you?

Come on, babe. This is your home.

-Oh, no, it's not any more.

-What're you talking about?

I'm moving in with Ian.

When?

Today.

What do you want, Joey?

So what's this?

What does it look like? My wages, innit.

And you'll have the same again next week and the week after.

As long as it takes to get Max out of prison.

-Look, you don't have to do this.

-Yes, I do.

How about you come and work back here with us?

You serious?

Name's on that sign, isn't it?

-Is Roxy about?

-She's upstairs.

And Alfie? Where's he?

-He just popped out.

-Oh.

Dot, are you all right? You seem a bit...

jittery.

Just one of my migraines coming on. You know how it is.

-Just the person.

-What?

I need someone to sample my taramosalata.

-I beg your pardon?

-It's a Greek dip.

For Shirley's leaving do.

You know me, Jean. I ain't one for the foreign cuisine.

On the other hand, seeing as it's a special occasion,

I'll give it a try.

Right.

Now, remember,

Jesus is always forgiving.

All you've got to do is to forgive yourself.

Thanks, Dot.

You know all they do is eat olives out there, don't you?

-Yeah, and smash stuff.

-And they've got them big moustaches.

Hark at the pair of you.

Where you going?

Well, I've got a bottle of ouzo waiting for me

on a sun-kissed beach somewhere.

I'll give you two a minute, yeah?

I ain't going to get all mushy.

Me neither.

I suppose I'll see you around, then.

Shirl...

I just want to say, you know.

Thanks.

For everything.

Hey, look, look, Tommy. What's this, what's this?

Weren't you even going to say goodbye?

All right?

Me and you need to have a word.

Well, I'll give you two if you like.

You want to watch that mouth, it's going to get you into trouble.

I'm not scared of you.

We're going to work on that together, Shirley.

Shirl...

Look, what I said earlier in the launderette,

-I really didn't mean it, you know.

-I know.

I'm just going to miss you, that's all.

How about I take you for a drink to say sorry, yeah?

-I can't. I'm late enough as it is.

-No, but you have to!

Just one drink, please?

There's someone I've got to say goodbye to.

Surprise!

Where is she?

She ain't coming.

He's got so big.

OK, you know what, Tommy, let's get you down to your Auntie Jean.

Come on.

You don't have to do that, Roxy.

Here.

-Not you as well.

-No, no.

It's just... It's Alfie.

-Where is he?

-Out, at the wholesalers.

You don't have to worry, then, do you?

-Hey. You all right?

-All right.

Look what I've got here. All the way from Hungary.

Cheap at half the price.

Come on. Think carefully.

I want you to guess what flavour, eh?

That'd be wild boar, then.

See, what the punters don't know... You all right?

Yeah, I'm good. You're remarkably calm, considering.

Yeah? What's that? Considering what, then?

Considering Ronnie's back on the Square.

Eh?

Oh, you didn't know. Kat's clearly not told you.

Yeah, she's got a new roommate...

If I'm not mistaken, she's probably in the Vic right now.

Sorry it had to come from me, Alf.

Alfie?

Alfie...

-Get away from him.

-No, no, no, no, Alfie, wait. Alfie, please!

Get her out of here. Do you understand me?

Come on.

What?

Peter, look after the stall for us? Cheers.

Alfie...

What's happened?

What have you done, Kat?

I've got to go after him.

-I need to explain.

-I need you, too.

PRISON GUARD SHOUTS

She had no-one. I couldn't leave her just standing there.

-She's not our problem.

-So whose problem is she?

I don't know, and I don't care, Kat, all right? Phil, Billy's,

-anyone but ours.

-She had nowhere else to go.

Has someone... Have you had a bang to the head, or something?

Have you forgotten what she did to us?

-Course I haven't.

-How she ripped the heart from our family.

Yeah, I know that.

Really? And now you're taking her in like...

Like she's some long lost friend or something.

What's the matter...

I hated her, yeah? I wanted to kill her.

You know that.

What changed?

I feel sorry for her, I suppose.

And what about me?

Did you ever think about how I was feeling?

Of course I have.

-And you did it all behind my back?

-I'm sorry.

So, how long's she been staying with you?

-It doesn't matter.

-How long, Kat?

Since yesterday.

What? Oh...

What, she was there when I went round this morning?

-Oh, Kat, please, why are you doing...

-No, Alfie...

We have to let go of this, now.

We have to find a way to move on.

So, where's Amy?

She's on a play date.

You want to see her now, Ron.

Ah!

She's turning into a right little diva.

I wonder where she gets that from?

You must hate me.

-Of course I don't.

-I wouldn't blame you if you did.

Listen, just forget it.

I really wanted to be there.

So why weren't you?

Because I didn't want to go behind Alfie's back.

-And he comes first?

-No!

Maybe. I don't know.

It felt like I was being pulled in every single direction.

What am I going to say to him, Ron?

Well, I'm sure you'll think of something.

How did you two even get together, anyway?

It wasn't planned.

We just... We became friends,

and one thing led to another. That's it, I guess.

-Do you love him, Roxy?

-Of course I do.

Well, in that case, I'm happy for you.

Are you really?

Look, I know he's got really bad taste in shirts and a funny face...

..but he thinks the world of me, Ron.

I can't believe how much has changed these past three years.

How do you mean?

Just seems like it's all come together for you.

Meaning?

Well, everything's just slotted into place.

So, you think I've had it easy since you went away.

-Is that it?

-No! Roxy, no, of course not.

Because it has not been a walk in the park, I can tell you that.

Stick us another ouzo in there, please, Jeanie.

Jean, I'm sorry I'm late. I had to finish my packing.

Here she is. Mrs Beale number five.

Hey, go easy on her, all right?

-I'm happy for her. Honest, I am.

-Yeah, you sure about that?

It's about time we went off and did our own thing, innit.

Ian's asked me to move in with him.

Oh, well, I wish you the very best of luck.

Cos you're going to need it.

-I think we should have a leaving party.

-No, I don't want no fuss.

Leave it to me. It will be the party to end all parties.

That's the happiest I've seen her in months.

It's all a front.

Yeah? Not so sure it is, you know.

She's not coming, is she?

Well, it don't look like it.

She ain't answering her phone, either.

Right! Party's over.

I hope you're happy, Shirley, wherever you are.

I'll see you in Greece, Hev.

You might be able to forget, Kat, but I can't.

That's not fair.

You said it yourself. You said it.

You said you want to move on.

I want us all to move on.

I can't.

You know, seeing her with Tommy just brought it all back.

I remember him that night being in his cot.

I'd have swapped places with him there and then, no hesitation.

It's like all the months after, they're...

just like a blur, you know.

It's probably best that way.

You know, that night, I made a pact with myself.

What sort of pact?

That I wouldn't cry in front of you.

Why would you do that?

Cos I had to be strong.

I had to make sure you were taken care of.

-You was allowed to hurt, too, you know!

-No, no, I couldn't.

If only you'd talked to me...

Yeah? Then what, eh?

I could've helped you. We could've helped each other.

You asked me why I took her in?

Because sometimes I think Ronnie's the only one

that really understands me.

Why would you say that?

Because we both lost someone that night.

I was a mess, Ron. A mess.

I was going out every night, I was pulling random blokes.

Palming Amy off on anyone that would have her.

Look, I know it sounds stupid...

..but it's like I was grieving.

Cos not only had I lost my big sister,

I'd lost my best friend, as well.

And for the first time in my life, I was all on my own.

There was no you, no Dad, no Auntie Peg,

no-one to bail me out...

So, what happened?

Amy ended up in hospital.

So, that was when I realised I had to sort myself out.

Because it was either that or I lose her.

You've done really well, though, haven't you?

Because of Alfie.

Piece by piece, he stuck me back together.

Ron...

I'm not the same person I was when you went inside.

I've grown up. I've learnt something important.

And what's that?

That I can do it on my own.

-I thought you said Denise was in Oxford?

-I thought she was.

-So, let's go and join her.

-Er...

-No, we can't!

-Why not?

Erm...

Ian, darling, I was thinking about what you said earlier.

And...if the offer still stands,

I would love to come and live with you.

Dad?

-Ah. You haven't told them, have you?

-I was just about to.

-Oh, I'm so sorry.

-Kids. Meet your new mum.

I was just joking.

This... This was a bad idea...

Denise, welcome to the family.

Thank you.

Look, I'm going to go back to Patrick...

I'll see you later.

So, are you pleased for me?

Yeah, we want you to be happy, Dad.

Luce?

Er, yeah. Just don't mess it up this time.

You all right?

Could I get a pint, a glass of red wine and whatever my dad wants.

A bottle of beer.

I ain't serving a grass.

Well, then, get Alfie down here.

Alfie ain't here. And neither is Roxy.

So that means I'm in charge.

Well, if you're not going to serve him,

I'll come round there and do it myself.

Oi, oi, oi.

One drink and then you're out of here. Is that understood?

-Call this a party?

-Shirley! We thought you'd gone!

What, and miss one last knees-up with you ugly mob?

Jeanie. Crack open the Ouzo. We're having a party!

That was sweet.

Do you want something?

I just thought I'd let you know how sad I was to see the back of you.

Well, then, maybe I'll stick around.

Help Phil get back on his feet.

I think you've tired him out.

Kat, you know what you said before, about losing someone that night?

-What did you mean?

-It doesn't matter.

Kat, please.

It's just sometimes I wonder if that's the night

that everything changed for us.

And if it hadn't have happened, we'd still be together.

It's too easy to look back, isn't it?

Think how we may have done things differently.

-Yeah, I suppose.

-You've got to look forward to the future.

Yeah, you're right.

-To the next Mrs Alfie Moon.

-Kat...

No, I'm not having a pop. I like her.

-Oh, yeah?

-Dodgy roots and all.

Nice one, yeah.

-You think this one's a keeper?

-Who knows?

-I reckon she is.

-You reckon, do you?

-Yeah.

-OK, what does the future hold for you, then, Mrs?

The usual. Arguing with B about who's going to set up the stall.

-OK.

-Friday nights down the Vic.

-Mm-hm. What about a fella?

-Depends if the right one comes along.

-Hm.

-It's not going to be easy, though.

-Why's that?

He's got a lot to live up to, ain't he?

Here.

Thanks.

So, have you spoken to Jack?

-Briefly.

-You still think about him?

-Every day.

-Think there's any chance you and him will get...

Have you spoken to Auntie Peggy?

A couple of months back.

-And what about Phil?

-He's in hospital.

-What?

-It was a car accident.

Is he OK?

Yeah, it's all right. He's over the worst of it now, thank goodness.

What're you going to do when you leave here?

Dunno. I'll sort something out.

Hey, you could always go to Mum's.

She's got to be good for something, right?

What was it like in there, then?

-It was fine.

-Did you make friends?

-Yeah. A few.

-Ron, look, just go and see Jack, yeah?

I don't want to talk about Jack.

You never want to talk about anything, do you?

Dad, James, Danielle, hmm?

Why won't you just let me in?

Ronnie, 35 years you've been my sister, and do you know what?

I still don't even know you. Not properly.

Any time anyone gets close to you, you've got to push them away.

-That's not true.

-So tell me!

Tell you what? What do you want to know?

Tell me what you are thinking!

Tell me what goes on inside that little head of yours!

Fine. Do you know what?

Forget it, all right? Forget it.

Do you want to know how I'm feeling, Roxy?

I feel lost.

I'm lost.

Here!

-We're like the Carrington-Colby's, innit.

-Who?

You know, like when Jeff married Fallon.

You know, two dynasties coming together.

Kids today, eh?

You had one ouzo too many, have you?

Here. You're a braver woman than me, Dee.

-Why do you say that?

-Taking on three kids at your age.

Actually, scrap that. It's four kids now, innit.

Make way for Denise Von Trapp.

-Who is this bloke singing, anyway?

-He's called Demis Roussos.

He sounds like Billy when he's drunk.

Jean. Put Demis Roussos out of his misery for us, please?

I bet you're not going to give this place a second thought

once you get on that plane.

You know when you walk down Bridge Street

and you see all the chip bags, and the dog muck,

-and the sick outside the club...

-Nice.

Makes you realise something.

-What, that we need a new road-sweeper?

-No.

How much I'm going to miss this stinking rotten hole.

A toast.

To absent friends.

Absent friends.

Hold that thought, Patrick.

Do you know, I think I'm going to get going, after all.

Yeah, and you need to finish your packing.

Come on, Pops, she needs our help.

-See you lot later, yeah?

-Bye.

-See you later.

-Bye.

-This one's for you, Hev.

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-See you later, Jeanie.

-Bye.

-See you.

I've made you some Taramosalata.

Or would you prefer Melitzanosalata?

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

Jean. I owe you an apology.

-What for?

-When you were seeing Ollie.

-I don't want to talk about him.

-No, come on.

I put ideas in your head that he was a wrong 'un.

He was a good guy, Jean. I was just a jealous cow.

Oh, well, it doesn't matter now, cos he's gone, anyway.

Jean, he's got an allotment round the corner.

He hasn't moved to Timbuktu.

-It's too late.

-It's not too late.

If I've learnt one thing over these past few years,

it's to grab life with both hands.

The Old Bill been in touch yet?

If they had, I'd have said something to you.

A couple of weeks time, this'll all be a distant memory, mate.

You sound confident.

You've got to be one step ahead of the game.

Ah, this looks cosy.

-Haven't you gone yet?

-No.

I've got a spot of vermin that I need to sort out first.

How do you know Carl?

We just got talking to each other a couple of weeks ago.

-What about?

-Don't remember.

It's funny, that, isn't it?

That you and him are thick as thieves,

Phil's in hospital and Max is rotting in a prison cell.

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

-What's the story, Ian?

Has he got some kind of hold over you?

Silly me.

I forgot my drink.

OK, so...

There's still a few bits left in my room.

I'll just come back and pick them up...

You don't have to worry about it. I can always bag 'em up

and bring 'em round later.

So...

This is goodbye.

See you later.

Come here, you.

Oh, I'm... I'm being silly.

It's just across the street, innit?

Um...

What're you doing with Stan?

-He's mine.

-No, he ain't.

You give him back.

-Get your hands off him.

-I'm warning you, Kim.

He's staying with me!

-Oh!

-Now look at what you've done!

Er, come on, ladies,

it's only an old bear.

Yeah, but it's my bear.

I don't want him to go.

Come here, you plum.

I don't know how I'm going to do this.

All right, look, listen, yeah?

Now, we all know that Ian Beale

can be a bit of a pudding most of the time.

Kim...

But I can see that he loves you.

And those kids, well, they're lucky to have you.

So, you just take him...

..and just clear off.

Yeah, I know, just a phone call... Yeah.

You're not seriously going to eat all of that, are you?

No. You're going to help me.

Have you spoken to Alfie?

No.

-Do you want me to go?

-No! No.

So who do you hang out with now?

Alfie.

-What happened to Christian?

-He abandoned me.

No girlfriends?

They never got me like you did, did they?

They're just jealous.

What's not to be jealous of, look at me.

Come here. Oh, my goodness.

-Has it gone?

-Yeah.

I've missed this, you know.

Me, too.

I should've been at those gates, Ron.

I'm here now, aren't I?

Just let me work on Alfie, yeah?

We'll find a way to keep seeing each other, I promise.

I love you, Ronnie Mitchell.

I love you too, Roxy.

Oi, what are you doing?

Look at those chillies.

Someone's in for a spicy surprise!

What are you doing in Ollie's greenhouse?

It's my greenhouse now.

What're you talking about?

The other bloke moved on. So I was next on the list.

Moved on? Where?

Don't know. Just cleared off.

Got any tips for my asparagus?

I almost forgot.

Forgot what?

We need to do this properly, don't we? Come here.

What are you doing?

-Carrying you over the threshold.

-Don't be daft, Ian,

-you'll put your back out.

-All right, there's two ways to skin a rabbit.

-What now?

-Piggy back. Ready?

Yeah.

-Hey!

-What?

Are you sure we're doing the right thing?

There's only one way to find out, ain't there?

You all right?

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You took your time.

Carl?

What do you want?

Guess where I am now?

Lauren's bedroom's the one on the side, innit?

Oi, oi, you listen to me, you leave her alone.

Do you hear me?

On one condition.

Yeah? And what's that?

You tell Kirsty you're guilty.

And then you end your excuse for a marriage.

How is he?

Yeah, well, he's still out for the count, ain't he?

You OK?

Yeah, yeah.

You?

I should probably go.

Yeah. His Lordship'll want his dinner soon.

-Yeah.

-Alfie?

What're you going to do about Ronnie?

I'll sort it.

How?

Kat, look after yourself, yeah?

Oi, Dee.

You all right? What you having for tea?

Er... Chops.

Lamb or pork?

Both, I think.

You've landed on your feet there, girl.

-Here.

-Yeah?

You fancy a drink tonight?

What, the Vic at six?

No, make it quarter past.

All right. See you later.

Yep, Shirley Carter.

Going to Stanstead Airport.

As quick as you can.

Thanks.

Where've you been?

Up the allotment.

And?

-We're back on!

-See! I told you!

Shirl, are you ever going to go?

Cab's on its way.

Oh, well, then I need to do my speech!

Oh, do you have to?

Mind your backs. Torchbearer coming through.

Just humour her.

Shirl, I got you these.

Thanks, Billy.

Boys, hand these out, will you.

One two, one two. Could I have your attention, please?

I had it all planned.

-The bar we were going to have, you know?

-Stop.

Oh, I did. It was going to be on the beach.

-San Antonio.

-La-la-la, I'm not listening.

And there were going to be day beds and a DJ in the corner...

and seafood, and sunset...

Do you know what, I'm coming.

I'm coming for just one summer at least.

What will Alfie say?

You leave Alfie to me.

He could always come with you.

Are you serious?

Are you actually serious? Alfie in Ibiza?

It's like taking Dot to a rave.

This is just one big joke to you, isn't it, Rox?

-No, wait. Alfie, listen. We were just...

-Stop.

I know exactly what you were doing.

Is this how little you think of me, Rox?

-Is this how little you think of our relationship?

-Alfie.

Alfie, it's not her fault.

No, it's not.

It's yours.

I can't even stand to look at you.

No, wait, Alfie. Alfie!

Wait!

-Alfie!

-So, I hope you'll all join me

in a hip hip hooray for our very good friend.

-Alfie!

-Hip hip...

-Please, Alfie.

-ALL:

-Hooray!

Alfie, please, come on, just let me explain, OK?

You're going to have to choose, Rox.

It's going to be her or me.

Please, Alfie, don't do this to me.

-So what's it going to be?

-I can't.

If you want us to work, then you're going to have to.

Please, Alfie.

Rox, I tried.

I really tried, but...

But seeing her here, I can't do it.

-Let's take this upstairs, come on.

-Nothing to do with you, Jack!

I can't have her in our lives.

I'm so sorry, Ronnie.

I'm sorry.

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