11/02/2014 EastEnders

Ground Control to Major Kat.

Not long till we see the new Moons!

We're out of milk.

What you talking about, out of milk? There's a pint in here.

Nan must have been on the White Russians.

I'll just pop over and get some more.

It's all right. I'll go.

No, I'll go.

Look, if you want to help, don't be late for the scan.

11 o'clock sharp, I shall be here.

Wild horses could not keep me away.

I just want to say, I'm sorry about last night.

I was a little bit harsh.

I know you wanted it to be Stacey, Kat. I get it.

I'm just really glad you're concentrating on our family now,

all right?

-Lovely. See you in a bit.

-Yeah.

Wow, these wedding cars are amazing.

Just pick whatever you want... within reason.

Can you drop this round at Fatboy's?

He's starting at the restaurant today.

I can't, I've got the B&B, I've got the Minute Mart.

-I'm up to my eyes, you know.

-All right.

DOORBELL RINGS I'll get it. On my way out anyway.

Oh, did I tell you about Kim?

She's swanning around on some cruise ship with this new fella of hers.

Lucky her.

Oi, you, keep your eyes on the prize.

Second place is first loser. Got that?

Yes, Dad.

Ian Beale?

Erm, yeah.

Shelley Cramm, solicitor.

Ms Butcher wanted me to witness that going straight into your hand.

I ain't received no letter.

Well, that's an ingenious loophole.

Maybe a bird will swoop in and pick it up in its talons.

Maybe the child will eat it. Either way, you've been informed.

All right, Kat? Thanks for coming.

I can't stay.

I told Alfie I was just popping out to get some milk.

Listen, where is this hairdresser's? Is it round here?

-What's it called?

-Maybe I shouldn't have told you.

Kat, don't be like that, all right? You can trust me.

DOOR OPENS All right, Abs?

Hiya, Kat. You all right?

Yeah, no, it's all fine,

Kat just came round with some news from Bianca.

Oh, my gosh! Is Auntie Carol all right?

It's nothing to do with Carol, darling. It's not really important.

Yeah... You should be at school, shouldn't you?

Yeah, I forgot my USB stick.

I'll see you later then.

Yeah, thanks for that, Kat.

You know, Mavis from sweets is actually selling all her gold to

go on a cruise.

So do you think we should probably tell her she's going to be

-unemployed soon?

-Keep your voice down.

You let our secret out and you

and Mavis will go claiming benefits together.

-You all right?

-Your hair looks good, though.

I know.

You are such a suck-up.

OK, look, we're in arrears, Dad's money's gone, my money's gone,

you're still unemployed. Yes, I'm sucking up to my boss.

I'm hearing back from that graduate job today, actually. It's mine.

Of course it is. Cos you're the only person in Walford with a degree.

At least I have one.

Your Boy Scout badges aren't going to help us if the market closes.

-PHONE RINGS

-Don't tell anyone about the market!

Hello, Shabnam speaking.

I didn't?

Mind if I keep my clothes on?

Who are you? Get out!

Ms Butcher's solicitor.

She's selling the business with immediate effect.

You nearly took my finger off then, what's the matter with you?!

-You nearly took my finger off!

-PHONE RINGS

That'll be Mummy. Here we go.

-Probably gone to milk the cow herself, I bet.

-Yeah.

Come on.

Let's go and play football in the park before we go to playgroup.

Shall we go and get our coats?

-There's our coats.

-Our coats are here.

Kat, I'm sorry for being full-on.

I know you're worried about Stacey getting caught, all right?

But you can trust me.

Look at the trouble we've started. Abi nearly heard us back there.

Yeah, but she didn't, did she?

I'm not even sure it was Stacey. I was on a bus.

I couldn't see properly.

What's the real problem?

I can't lie to Alfie again.

He's been breaking his back for us in Australia. We're having twins.

We're going to have a scan in a couple of hours. He's excited.

Yeah, but Stacey's back. Don't you care why?

I can't have any more secrets in my life.

Well, you managed before, didn't you?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

I made Alfie a promise. Leave me alone, Max.

TEXT ALERT

Nearly forgot, congratulations on your engagement.

Thanks, Billy. You look really smart.

Just come back from a meeting in Poplar. Exec to exec.

That's good. Sorry, just a second.

You all right, Carol?

Yeah.

What's Janine playing at?

-There's removal men outside Butcher's Joint.

-No, there ain't.

Well, I ain't imagining the men in uniform, Billy.

It's like the Village People out there.

Mum! Are you working? What're you doing?

I thought you said you was going to get Sonia to cover for you?

You've just had your chemo.

Well, I can work, so I will. End of.

You seen a woman?

Smart looking, beige coat, blonde bob, carrying a briefcase?

I don't think so?

Right. I'll try and find the solicitor.

-You go home and call your lawyer.

-Why, what's happened?

Janine's selling her half of the restaurant, or so she thinks.

What's happening?

Janine's selling the place.

No, no, no! Wait, listen. I'm the Executive Director of Operations.

All right? I've just been to an execs' meeting.

There's no way Janine would action this without running it

past me first. Right?

Was their "team bonding" meeting signed off by you too?

What?

Here's a box.

I've worked myself to the bone for this place.

I've got a family to feed.

Pop your bits in a box.

I dunno.

We hold the fort for Janine and this is how she repays us, eh?

Yeah, let's go, Danny.

No, Lucy...

Danny...

Yoink! Oooh, a message from the Walford Wonder!

-Yeah, I thought you weren't interested?

-I ain't.

Don't worry. He won't be either once he gets to know you.

Ah, he actually sounds quite sweet!

Yeah, I suppose.

Last night's clothes, yeah? Shame.

Listen, nice one with Billy, yeah?

-I'll...

-I'll hang on to that.

Don't you trust me?

All right. Let's just split it now then.

-Fine.

-What do you think last night was about?

Me keeping you sweet or what?

Maybe?

Luce, I'm not above lying, but seriously, last night...

I mean, how could I fake that?

I've got a degree. I'm not looking at job ads in the Walford Gazette.

We can't pay the mortgage.

-Denise!

-Yeah?

Shabnam, you're back! Wow, you look lovely.

Thank you.

Oh, Denise, it's so lovely that you're still working here.

Yes, that's... That's me.

Bet you've got a good job though, eh? What with your degree?

What else is new with you? Another new man?

-Yeah. I'm engaged now, actually.

-Ah!

-To Ian Beale.

-Erm...

Well, congratulations, you! I guess it's about...

companionship at your age?

And love. And love.

Denise, the credit card machine's broken.

You'll have to fix it.

I've tried and I can't. And Mrs Ling's waiting to pay.

Oh, OK. You'll just have to step in here then.

Not me and that chip 'n' PIN thing!

I can fill in. It's not a problem.

Really? OK. Thank you.

Just try not to, you know, touch anything.

I might as well put the Walford Gazette back.

Do. How can I look for jobs when I'm helping poor Denise?

She's clearly fallen apart without Mum.

I think I could smell booze on her breath.

I meant, get a job here.

SHE LAUGHS

Shabs, do you think I like my job?

Do you think I like sucking up to Aleks?

But we're broke, OK?

So just get off your high horse and do your bit for the family.

There'll be other jobs, Billy.

Here, why does Janine need that money all of a sudden?

She's pleading not guilty. Needs the dough for a lawyer.

What about Alice?

I don't know.

Hey!

G'day, Carol, how's it going? Lovely to see you, sweetheart.

G'day, Billy!

G'day, Alfie.

Well, that's the British spirit I've missed.

Tell you what, Billy, this'll cheer you up.

Today is Kat's first proper scan. How about this?

I'm going to see the twins for the first time.

What about that, eh?

That's brilliant, mate.

Right, OK, budge up.

All right, I've got two ears and about an hour to spare.

I want you to tell me all about it.

Carol, I'll have a proper Walford cup of tea, please, darling.

RING TONE PLAYS

And there's nothing we can do to stop Janine selling her share?

What, nothing at all?

All right, thanks, Bryan.

Janine can't just sell her share to some random.

What if they get rid of my dad? My dad built Scarlett's.

I've just got off the phone to my brief.

And he says we've got rights.

Well, that's encouraging, Mr Beale...as well as fictitious.

Can I go now?

All right. How about I buy Janine's share?

A lump sum like that? In a few weeks?

I don't think so.

There's got to be a way.

I'll sell the caff or the chippy, I'll do whatever.

There's not time. You won't be able to sell 'em.

Lucy. Lucy makes good commission, don't she?

You do know that Lucy's just lost her job?

Oh...

Cheers, mate. All right. Drive safely.

All right? You've got your scan, ain't ya? Where's Alfie?

Wearing his invisibility cloak.

-Well, I mean, I could always take you.

-Just do one, Max.

David can look after the car lot. It's up to you, Kat.

Do you want to get to the hospital on time or not?

Look at Take That. Hey? What a comeback. Eye of the tiger.

Seize the day and all that.

Billy, you'll be an exec one day, I promise ya.

Eye of the tiger. Yeah, you're right, Alf.

I'm just here to share the love, mate.

I'm going to see me bubbas at noon.

Cutting it a bit fine though, ain't you?

No, no, half past ten. I'll meet Kat at 11.

Think your watch must still be on Aussie time.

What're you talking about?

It's 11.30.

No. No, no, no...

Bye-bye, Mrs Ling.

Half an hour quibbling over a bill!

Oh, Patrick, how many times have I told you?

It's exactly the same as at the shop. It's just smaller. Look.

Right, I'm off.

Denise, Denise. Stay and relax. Shabnam knows what she's doing.

-Oh, yeah, I bet she does.

-Well, then, give her a job.

You'll need time off to plan the wedding and...

What are you, my gay best mate now?

What's wrong with you lately? Zero to 60 in a second.

You're doing my head in.

I'm sorry, Patrick.

Well, it's just...this place.

It's the wedding, isn't it?

No.

You haven't even set a date yet.

Denise, you can't pretend with me, you know.

I wish I could stop feeling this way.

I don't know if Ian's the right one.

Sounds like pre-wedding nerves to me.

I kissed Fatboy at the engagement party.

I know, why don't we ask the Walford Wonder what his favourite film is?

I don't care what my own favourite film is, Nance.

All right. Ask him where he drinks or something.

Yeah, and be like,

"Hi, I'm Johnny, I'm a stalker." No.

No.

Right, I didn't want to say anything till I knew it was legit.

I've just got off the phone to one of my pals in the city,

there's a deal.

She's never let me down before.

And that would involve you taking all the money, I suppose?

No, actually, I was only talking about my share.

See, Penny's very funny about who she deals with,

and we go way back, so...

There they are, there they are. Eye of the tiger.

Yeah. If Gary Barlow can make a comeback, so can we.

So we are gonna start our own property business. Yeah?

Yeah. That sounds like a great idea, Billy. But we've been talking.

And, I mean, you've taught us so much,

but Danny and I have our own plans.

Fantastic(!) Thanks.

So, you want in on Penny's deal then, yeah?

No. We are going to start our own business.

We'll be ready for you soon, Mrs Moon.

Is Mr Moon joining us today?

Yeah.

You're a...friend...relative?

-We drink in the same pub.

-Yeah.

You can go, you know. Alfie will be here soon.

I don't mind. I'll stick around till Alfie gets here.

Don't think you can talk me round by playing the hero.

I'm not after anything, Kat.

Just don't think it's right, a woman going to her

scan on her own. It's meant to be a happy thing, ain't it?

Right. We're ready for you, Mrs Moon.

I can't believe he's missing this.

Do you want me to go in with you?

Sorry for leaving you in the lurch.

I do beg your pardon if my shop is a health hazard.

How do I cope without Zainab's exacting standards?

No. I just like cleaning.

And I think you run this place much better than Mum did.

In fact, I've enjoyed meeting customers, making the produce neat.

Who'd have thought, given my degree?

In fact, this whole experience has made me want to quit science and...

And?

Extend my retail skills base.

-Work in a supermarket?

-Mmm.

Well, let's call this a trial period then. Kettle's out the back.

Yes.

And here's one.

Hello, Bert!

Looks like we share a hairdresser!

And here's the second.

Two strong heartbeats.

Two little lions, eh?

BEEPING

Excuse me just a second.

There we are.

I can't believe he's missing this.

Yeah, I bet Stacey would love to meet 'em.

All right, Kat, listen, sweetheart, I can't believe this has happened.

My watch was still on Aussie time and my phone wasn't on.

I raced to get here.

Found Kat waiting outside. Guessed you'd gone walkabout.

Thanks, mate. I owe you one. Thanks, mate.

No worries. I'll leave you to it. See you later.

Kat, listen, I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

So we take Janine's clients.

We use the money we make to take over a couple of leases.

And then we put everything we make into new properties.

It's hardly going to cover the office space.

Come on, Lucy, you're a clever girl.

You can't seriously think that setting up a new business is

a better idea than Penny's deal?

No, I do think it's a better idea.

Because I know where we can get free office space.

I've missed this place. Mum does too.

Your mum misses the Minute Mart? Don't make me laugh.

Was always some riff-raff ruining her display.

Always someone breathing germs.

People should be more careful.

Here, job's yours if you want it.

Thank you! Thank you!

Oh, I have big plans to...

You know, I never got round to telling

Zainab about Ian. What do you think she'll say about it?

Erm...

-You all right, love?

-Yeah.

I just wanted to sort out drinks later in the Vic. Dad's a bit...

Why? What's happened?

Janine's selling her stake in Scarlett's.

She can't. What's he going to do?

Panic, by the looks of it.

Oh, and Lucy's lost her job too.

So he thinks we're all going to be destitute.

Lucky he's engaged to such a strong, independent businesswoman.

Denise, you might be the only breadwinner when the market closes.

What?

Kat, I promise you, darling, I won't let you down again.

You haven't let me down. You're the best bloke ever.

And these babies are the luckiest to have you as their dad.

so things are back to normal?

Course they are! Stick the kettle on, yeah?

Yeah. Yes. Let's have a cuppa.

How does life get this good, eh?

So what was all that with Kat? I know something's going on.

Paranoia's the first sign of madness, Abs.

Well, and I asked for you at the car lot

-and David said you'd been gone all afternoon.

-PHONE BEEPS

We're just worried about Alice, that's all.

Oi, Peter told me the market's closing? Is that right?

-No, it's not.

-He said you told Shabnam it was?

How dare you! This is our market.

Guys, I'm not the one spreading lies here. Yeah?

-What's going on?

-The market's not closing.

Why would Shabnam tell me that it's closing then?

The market? Bridge Street Market?

Tam's denying it but you know what the council are like.

That's my dad's market.

And we're going to fight it!

We're going to show that council we're not going to get pushed

away to make room for some posh apartments

or whatever they're up to.

Look, family night at the Vic later, yeah?

What's going to happen to the caff if the market closes?

What's going to happen to the chippy? We could go under.

Where you been? Your shift finished ages ago.

I've been worried. You shouldn't even be working.

I had stuff to do.

I bet. The prison phoned.

What are they phoning you for?

Must be my visiting order for Alice.

Mum, you're ill! I thought we agreed that Alice ain't your problem.

Well, whose problem is she then?

Can I help you?

Oh, yeah. Hi. Rex Manning. The IT specialist.

Come about the computer virus.

-Virus?

-Yeah.

-No.

Apparently you've had abusive e-mails being sent out to

all your clients or something?

I wasn't told about a virus.

Well, I've got other jobs waiting. I can go and come back?

No, please.

Thank you.

Hey. They let you back in the country, boy?

G'day, mate. Welcome home, bud.

Yeah, yeah. Enjoy it before the council sells it.

Great to be back. What's not to miss about this lovely English weather, eh?

-I'll get the beers in.

-Nice one, Ian.

You seem more certain?

Oh, that was just a wobble before. It's natural, ain't it?

Are you sure this wedding is what you want?

Yeah... Ian, Ian's what I want.

Dad, can I have a word?

Luce, I'm sorry you've lost your job, love. Don't worry.

We'll scrape by.

No, Dad. I don't want to scrape by.

Danny and I, we are starting our own business.

And we just need premises.

So I was going to ask if we could use the house?

And if Danny can stay just till he gets back on his feet?

No, you're not starting a business.

Well, Janine's clients are there to take.

Love, it's a nasty world out there. The market's closing.

Janine just sells up.

Dad, I'd love to sit around crying about how unfair it is

but times change.

OK? Winners keep up.

Or would you rather me be a loser like Billy Mitchell?

All right. You can use the house.

Back in a minute, love. Just got to pop out.

Drinking water? What's the matter with you?

Johnny, do us a favour, mate, get us a couple of beers here.

This is Operation Turn Billy's Frown Upside-Down.

I'm not going to be much company, Alf.

This morning I was an exec.

Thought I had a team behind me.

Come on, Bill. Their loss.

How do you do it, Alf? Lovely wife.

Lovely family.

Well, the secret to a good life is being able to sleep at night.

Thought it was about time I introduced myself to the new

market inspector.

I'm Ian Beale.

You've probably heard of me.

The Beale name means something around here.

Look, spare me your sob story. The market's not closing. OK?

All right, well we both know that's not true.

Look, I've served on the council.

I know how it works and I still know some of the bigwigs there.

And I'm sure there's a nice big promotion in it for you

if you get this market closed with no fuss.

What are you trying to tell me?

Us traders, OK, we have rights.

Which could mean a long

and expensive court battle for the council.

But for the right price...

I could make sure this market closure goes through quickly.

Hello. Yeah, could I speak to Stacey, please?

No, it's all right. Must be a wrong number.

OK, bye.

Downloaded the salon's client database - all 15 pages of it.

Do you need a hand?

I got a job!

Yeah, well, I nearly lost mine.

There you go.

Perhaps, you know, we should be thinking about tightening our belts?

The bad luck you've had today.

Well, you make your own luck in this world, don't you?

OK. A toast to saving the market!

-The market.

-The market.

Listen, me moving in is a bit strong, ain't it?

Why are you looking for problems?

How many more times, Luce?

If you want the money, I'll give you my half right now.

It's OK.

I trust you.

If that doesn't deserve a bottle of champagne, I don't know what does.

What can I get you?

Bottle of champagne, please, Johnny. It's Top Gun, by the way.

My favourite film.

And the Walford Wonder wants to know if you want to hook up later?

Billy, do you ever think things are so good that it can't be true?

Nah, not really.

What do you do? Wait for a disaster?

There doesn't have to be a disaster, does there?

It's too late.

You've lost me.

Alfie, is it Kat?

I did something really bad in Australia.

Well, that was the last number on the client list.

Maybe you didn't recognise her voice?

Right, you'd better get home, ain't ya?

Before Alfie starts asking questions.

Hold on, what's this one? "Colourist candidates".

She did look really smart.

I don't think fugitives apply for jobs, do they?

She's got a kid to feed.

Here. Here, look. Jenny Smith, Flat 15, 12 Mead Lane, NW6.

'Hello.'

We've got her. We've found Stacey.