25/02/2014 EastEnders

There we go. It's going to make you feel better.

Good girl.

SIREN WAILS

It's been frostier than a polar bear's backside up there.

Say something.

-Oh, too late.

-Do you reckon Nance would cover my shift tonight?

You can ask. Why?

Someone needs to help Johnny out, and I wanted to do a nice meal

for you two... and Shirl.

You know, mend bridges.

Oh, yeah? What's on the menu?

I mean, all-day breakfast is one thing...

I was going to get us all a nice takeaway.

I might even bring a special surprise.

Yeah? What's that, then?

Have to turn up and find out, won't you?

Wontons are on me.

Be there. Or do one.

What if Janine lures you in and points the finger?

What if someone recognises Stacey?

They won't.

No, you're right, they won't. What am I thinking about?

You taking a wanted woman into a prison.

What could possibly go wrong(?)

Me and Stacy have talked it through. This is the only way.

-Kat. You did your bit yesterday.

-Janine will do what's right.

What're you talking about? Janine killed her husband, for...

She wouldn't know what was right

if it came up and punched her in the face!

All right?

No more early morning fry-ups.

Or complaining customers.

This doesn't mean you have to stop cooking altogether, though, does it?

Man, I tell you, I'm going to enjoy my rest.

Putting my feet up for a change.

You can have too much time on your hands, you know, Patrick.

Why don't you join us for lunch?

Ian's trying out one of his new recipes for Scarlett's.

Denise, I am not going to starve.

Come on. You'd be doing us a favour.

You can be our guinea pig. Say about one?

Stacey Slater should be behind bars.

You weren't even here.

Where she belongs!

Nan, she's got a kid!

Well she wasn't thinking of "family",

was she, when she was running around with your father?

Why is it always the woman's fault? Dad played his part.

Yeah, he did.

I wonder what he'll do when he finds out she's back?

No, he's not going to find out. Not from us.

Nan, it's only going to cause trouble.

Listen, the best thing to do is just drop it.

Shouldn't you be at home?

Doing what? Crochet? Anyway, Sonia can't come in this morning.

Tell me about it, Kat ain't turned up either.

That's two days in a row. Lazy cow. And she's not picking up her phone.

-Hiya.

-Look, Tina's here now.

I can pop over and see her, if you like?

Anyway, I want to ask if she'll do something to help Alice.

Mum? You should be looking after yourself.

Why don't you leave that to Alice's brief?

Put my trust in the great British justice system?

You clearly haven't lived as long as I have, Bianca.

Right, darling...

She's got some colour in her cheeks.

I gave her some medicine. Keep her temperature down.

You hungry, darlin'?

You should eat before we go.

Unless, of course, you've come to your senses and changed your mind.

-I'm even more sure.

-Stace, the moment you walk through the prison gates, you'll make Janine's day.

-You know that, don't you?

-You never know. She might make mine.

-What?

-Janine don't care for anyone except herself.

-If I don't go and see her, it'll come out anyway.

You know I've been seen, Alfie.

DOORBELL RINGS

RACING COMMENTARY ON TV

Hello, Carol.

Everything all right? Bianca's missing you.

Just a bit of morning sickness...

It comes in waves. I should've texted, sorry.

Bianca was just worried about you, that's all.

That's really nice, but everything's sorted here.

Get yourself back to the cafe. It's cold out.

-I just wanted a word.

-Right.

-We'd invite you in...

-But the place is a tip.

I just wanted to run something by you. About Alice.

Anything we can do.

They haven't asked yet,

but if they ask for a character witness, would you be able do it?

You lived with her. You know her well.

-If you think it'll help...

-Just makes my blood boil.

A young innocent girl locked up like that. All alone.

Away from her family.

I just want to keep feeding her some good news.

You know, so that she doesn't give up hope.

-Yeah.

-Well, thanks for that, Kat.

-It's all right.

-See you.

-See you, Carol.

-Bye-bye.

The state of this place!

If you want to eat something, you've got to do the washing-up first.

-You think all of that in there's mine?

-Not guilty. I've been busy all day.

And you, leave your trainers outside at night.

-I thought something'd died in here this morning.

-Whatever, man. I don't need this.

-You think I do! Dex, are you going to clean this up or what?

-No!

It's like a dosshouse.

I suppose it's too much to ask you to lift a finger, is it?

-I've got things on my mind.

-Yeah? You will have when I chuck the pair of you out!

Sort it out, Cora!

Mummy's just got to go out for a little bit.

OK? Can you stay here and look after Alfie for me?

If we leave now, we'll miss the traffic.

Will you read me a story?

Yeah, we'll pick Tommy up later, sweetheart,

and I'll read you as many stories as you want.

-Will you be long, Mummy?

-Mummy'll be straight back. Promise.

You'll need your ID. You got your passport?

What're you talking about?

Got her back into the country, didn't it?

Of course, yeah, the great dodgy, under the counter documentation.

-Just when things couldn't get more insane.

-If you can't say anything positive...

-Why don't I just go and see Janine on my own?

-No way. You're not going on your own.

Yeah, why don't you do that, Stace? Risk everything.

Risk the chance of being banged up for life.

Cos that's what we're talking about here, sweetheart.

Not being with Lily no more. We're not talking a couple of days, a couple of weeks.

We're talking years. We're talking Christmases and birthdays.

-Alfie, stop it now.

-I'm doing it for Lily.

What're you talking about? You were ready to leg it yesterday.

Why the sudden urge now to stand up and face the music, eh?

I've got nowhere left to hide, Alfie.

I've been running for three years and I'm back here.

Where I started. Because this is where I belong.

Home.

-Cheers.

-No problem.

-Hey. No, no... I've got it.

-It's fine. It's not heavy.

It's all right. You shouldn't be lifting heavy things, with the...

-Thank you.

-Um... egg on toast, when you're ready.

Given it any more thought?

Egg and mayo... or cheese and pickle?

No, I meant Alice.

If visiting is too much...

It is. A little bit.

Then you could write her a letter.

-A letter?

-Yeah. So she knows people are thinking about her.

-If you don't know what to say, I can help.

-I don't. Not really.

All right. Well, bring it to me by the end of the day, and I'll take a look.

I don't like surprises.

I ain't telling you what it is.

Well...is it a surprise with a cherry on the top?

-TEXT ALERT

-Or does it speak?

-Who's that?

-No-one.

You've invited someone to this dinner, ain't you?

-So what if I have?

-What did I tell you yesterday?

I know, and you'll probably be cross at first.

But it's someone I really want to be part of the family.

And it's a good thing. All right?

So don't go ruining it by shouting your mouth off

and doing your nut.

Here you go. Oven roasted salmon with a parmesan-mayo crust.

Smells delicious.

We're going to have to cancel any future bookings, advertising...

It's all right, I've made a list. And I spoke to the taxman yesterday.

-If you need any help...

-Nah. There isn't much to do.

Now I've got lots of time on my hands.

-Who was that on the phone, then?

-Cindy's school.

Her marks are slipping so I might have to go in.

-Never a dull moment, eh?

-Tell me about it, Patrick.

It doesn't mean you aren't always welcome here. Any night of the week.

-You want to come round for your dinner...

-Thanks.

-Or on Sundays...

-Not every Sunday. Sundays being sacrosanct.

What for? Cutting your toenails?

No, for family.

Patrick is family.

I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome.

Just because the B&B's closing doesn't mean I'm going to stop looking after you.

Next you'll be telling me Patrick's moving in...

Denise! Could you give me a hand with the salad, please?

-What salad?

-Patrick, we won't be a moment.

I thought I'd give upstairs a bit of a clean. Living room, kitchen.

-Hoover the stairs.

-You saying my home's dirty?

Easy...

No...but you're always flying round with a duster in your hand.

It's my turn. Go and sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea.

-Patrick can't move in.

-Bobby can share with the girls.

But what about when Peter comes back? Which he will, when it all goes wrong with Lola.

-That man has been very good to me.

-I know, but Denise, just cos you've closed down a B&B,

I've got no intention of opening one.

Dear Alice, I'm so sorry to hear that you're

looking at a possible maximum life sentence...

Hey. What're you doing at home?

Avoiding my boss. Attempting to write a letter to Alice.

Alice? What are you writing to Alice for?

-I'm not sure. Carol wanted me to go and see her.

-In prison?

Yeah. But I wasn't keen.

So you said you'd write her a letter?

Not exactly, no...

Let me get this straight. You said you didn't want to visit Alice in prison.

So, instead, Carol bullies you into writing the girl a letter?

-Not bully...

-No. This isn't right.

She shouldn't be getting you involved in her family problems!

Why? Why have I got to be the one to change?

-Cos it's Max's house!

-But I pay my rent, though, don't I?

Not half of what you'd pay up the high street.

If you don't pull your socks up, and put your shoes out, that's where we'll both end up.

Whatever, Nan, man. I'm going back to work!

Whoa! What are you doing now?

Open-heart surgery. What's it look like?

Have I missed something? Whose birthday is it?

Chocolate cake.

Deano's favourite.

Deano?

That's what this stupid meal's about, innit?

Deano's coming here? Thought I told you not to call him?

I didn't. It's down to Tina.

Yeah. And Stan.

Look, it doesn't matter.

What matters is that he wants to talk.

Yeah...maybe you should just wait and find out, Shirl?

Before you start whipping out the best china.

You know, I really thought we were getting somewhere.

Behaving like grown-ups. But there always has to be an agenda with you, doesn't there?

-Sorry. Not with you.

-You reel people in.

-Then you hit them with stuff they have no idea how to handle.

-Sorry, if you...

You may have done that with me, but you're not going to get anywhere near my son!

-What're you talking about?

-Alice is your family. All right? Tamwar does not want to get involved.

Do you understand? And if he's not going to say anything, I will...

It's emotional blackmail, Carol!

-Is something funny?

-Mum?

Thank you! You've really cheered me up!

I'm so sick of everyone being so nice all the time.

Treating me with kid gloves in case I, I don't know...I break.

It's the first time anyone's had a proper go in ages.

Makes me feel really normal!

SHE CHUCKLES

HE CHANGES TV CHANNELS

TV GOES OFF

What I want to know is where's the real Shirley gone?

Tina's invited Deano.

Thought it was just a takeaway?

-Do you think it's too much?

-No. You look lovely, Shirl.

Shirley. You remember Tosh?

Shirley! Long time no see.

What the hell is she doing here?

Me and Tosh. We're back together.

Save me from myself?

Got you through the gate, didn't it?

Same birthday as my daughter.

Over to the right please, Jenny.

Place all your personal belongings in the locker provided.

An officer will rub you down.

I haven't quite finished it yet...

No. It doesn't matter. your dad's been over and had a go.

I didn't ask him to.

-I knew you wouldn't have.

-He had no right.

I can't blame him. He's just looking out for his little boy.

I'm 23!

You don't have to tell me, Tamwar.

I heard how you stood up for yourself over all that trouble in the market.

-You are a very strong young man.

-One who can fight his own battles, thank you very much.

Look, I understand...

if going against your dad's wishes is just too much...

No, it isn't! It hasn't got anything to do with him.

I'm perfectly capable of making my own decisions and frankly,

if I want to write a letter to Alice, then I will!

There's the fighting spirit I like to see. Good for you!

PATRICK AND CORA LAUGH

You? Moving in with Ian Beale?!

Denise.

She was thinking about it...

I hope you're not!

Oh, don't. Come on, there's life in us yet.

Least you've got this place.

If Dexter don't pull his finger out, this time next week,

who knows where we'll be?

Maybe we could find a way to help each other out.

-How do you mean?

-You know, keep each other company.

The warm in and the cold out...

No, no, I...I didn't mean that w...

What I meant is that you and Dexter could rent a couple of rooms here.

Right. Of course.

Cora, don't go now, man. Don't go.

-Must be the booze.

-It was just a simple misunderstanding.

I'd better get back. Make sure my grandson ain't in any more trouble.

You can keep the drink.

She ain't coming.

Well, well, well.

Look who we have here.

Janine.

So what do you think of my new place, "Jenny"?

One word from me and this could all be yours.

Best Chinese food in the world?

Shanghai?

Leicester Square?

New York City.

-Tosh just got back.

-Bloke from our station moved out there.

-She's a fire fighter.

-Invited me over for Chinese New Year.

Year of the Rat, is it?

I'm going to take you to New York one of these days.

-I promise.

-Most romantic city in the world. You can't beat it.

Must've been disappointing for you.

Oh, would you give it a rest?

-Here we go.

-You need your head testing.

Ladies. Can we just try and make the best of it?

It was you who suggested I got back together again with her in the first place.

-Hearing them voices again, Tina?

-I knew it was too good to last.

You told me to go and reconnect with those who I love.

So I did! What's the matter?

Jealous cos you ain't got no-one!

I didn't know whether to believe you were even in the country.

-But to walk in here...

-I told you I'd bring her, didn't I?

Takes guts. I'm impressed.

I guess we all have to face our demons in the end.

And I'm yours...

You're the only one who can change my life.

That's why I'm here, I'm asking you

if you'll retract your statement for me.

I could.

COULD.

This could help you. Righting a wrong.

Could be good for your defence.

Owning up to being a liar? I don't think so.

Whatever happens, Janine, you're going to get out of here one day.

-I got life.

-Yeah. For something she didn't do. But you could help her.

This is your chance to do something good, Janine.

What do you want me to do - beg?

Is that what you want? OK. I'm begging you.

Please, Janine. Please.

Why not just lay these ghosts to rest?

Ghosts...

You see, the thing about ghosts is

they know the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

Don't they?

Go on, say it. I've made myself look like a right idiot!

Deano'll come round when he's ready.

You know, the last time I saw him, he told me

he never wanted to see me again.

And do you know what, Mick? I don't blame him cos I was a useless mum.

Not to me and Teen, you weren't.

You were the one who came looking for us.

The one who got us out of care.

The one we could call on if ever we needed to.

You're the only mum we've ever really had, Shirl.

Now, will you please come and help me rescue Linda from Tosh?

Because we're in real danger of having kittens,

as well as puppies in the house.

Do you ever think about him?

Archie? I do. At night.

When I can't get to sleep...

sometimes I see his face, clear as I'm looking at you now.

And then I remember.

He's dead.

This ain't about Archie.

Oh? I thought you were looking for the truth?

Or is it your version of the truth, just for you two?

Bradley killed Archie.

Yeah, that's what everyone believes.

Only we know different, don't we?

Yeah. We do.

You can't make me feel worse than I already do.

Oh, poor Stacey. All that guilt.

No punishment. Must be so hard.

What happened happened.

Yeah, but sometimes, Kat, it just gets to me. Everyone pointing the finger.

Accusing me of having blood on my hands.

She ain't going to help.

Then she walks in here with her head held high like she hasn't got a care in the world.

That's not true.

-We ain't got to put up with this.

-Well, you two can sit over that side of the table, calling the shots.

All right. But scratch the surface and you and me are just the same.

Alfie was right. You don't care, do you?

About anyone but yourself?

Come on. We're leaving.

No. Wait!

All right, I admit, I'm bitter.

Can you blame me?

It doesn't mean to say that I won't help, though.

But I want you to do something for me first.

"The snow fell fast and the wind blew wild.

"Into the wood went the Gruffalo's Child."

You all right, sweetheart? Still not well?

You're still a bit hot, ain't you? Shall we give you some medicine?

-Where does Mummy keep your medicine, do you know?

-Up there.

Right, you look at the book, see if you can find the Gruffalo for me.

Some medicine.

Ah, here it is!

TOMMY: That's the daddy one.

You got to meet the real, actual Princess Diana? In person?

I had appendicitis as a kid.

She was opening a new wing at the hospital.

Radiant, she was.

Like there was a light shining right out of her.

No. Stop. This is too much. I want details.

What year was this? What was her hairstyle like?

What was she wearing?

A pale blue blazer/skirt combination with white trim...

Look, I know you're only looking out for me.

But I'm big enough to look after myself.

Hasn't she started slapping you around yet?

It's not going to be like last time.

Her type never change.

You go back to her, you're going to end up dead!

LOUD LAUGHTER

Tommy and Lily are fine. But I'm worried, I'm really worried.

So as soon as you get this message can you ring me ASAP...

DOORBELL RINGS

I need to talk to Stacey.

I said some things I shouldn't have.

If I can just speak to her, maybe I can make sense of all this.

Please.

Is she there?

Alfie's wrong. I don't just care about myself.

I've got a daughter too, you know. And I miss her...

So yes, OK - I'll retract my statement for you.

If you make a statement for me.

What are you talking about? What sort of statement?

I want you to tell the police...

that you saw Alice kill Michael.