06/03/2014 EastEnders

-Right, you two... You two get upstairs.

-DOOR BELL RINGS

-And you take Amy, an' all.

-Excuse me...

-Just get upstairs now!

DOOR BELL RINGS REPEATEDLY

I told you you couldn't trust Sharon.

And I told you... I told you to get out of here.

Now you might want to get banged up, but this ain't just about you, is it?

-I helped clear up your mess, do you remember?

-KNOCKING ON DOOR

They're on the doorstep, Phil.

It's over.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Wait, wait. Why are they here?

They're here because of Carl.

-What about Carl?

-Ronnie... Ronnie, don't.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

He's dead.

What do you mean he's dead? What...?

What have you done?

Roxy, it wasn't him.

It was me.

What?

What?!

CONTINUOUS KNOCKING ON DOOR

Now listen, you get up them stairs and you keep your mouth shut,

do you hear me? You keep it shut.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

KNOCKING ON DOOR

It's a simple enough question, OK. Did you or didn't you?

-Get out of his face, Ian!

-One grunt for yes, two for no.

-Well, I...

-You don't have to say nothing, Liam.

Cos whatever Cindy's saying, she is lying.

The mother used to run rings round you, and now she is.

-Kids, upstairs, please. Come on.

-What we supposed to do up there?

-Out.

-Whatever. Read a book, live dangerously. Up we go, please.

-Come on!

-And you, TJ. Go on.

I don't know who you think you are, anyway. Coming in this house, screaming and shouting.

Once we clear this up, he'll be on his way. Won't you, Ian?

I'm not going anywhere till he owns up.

SIRENS OUTSIDE

All right, Sharon?

Ready?

Yeah.

All right, then.

So Cindy's told you it's Liam's, has she?

Oh, Tel, please, as if we're going to listen to her.

If he's so innocent, why were you sneaking out of my house?

-Hang on, I wasn't sneaking.

-Why don't you go and bother someone else?

-Because you're boring me now, Ian.

-Yeah, and it can't be mine.

Oh, right, so my mistake, is it? An immaculate conception, is that it?

-What?

-Ignore him, Liam. He's a little man using very big words.

-Let's just take a time out here.

-That's a really good idea, Tel.

You know, don't you? You know it's him.

-Don't give me that look.

-Me?

-Cindy's told you!

I was too busy helping her at the hospital. Sorry, I forgot to interrogate her!

What you talking about? Hello, Mum.

Where have you been? I thought you'd be back ages ago.

Oh, we got held up, darling. The traffic was diabolical.

-Look, I'm sorry to interrupt...

-Ian, what you doing here?

You're never going to believe what's happened. Cindy is pregnant.

-Ian thinks it's something to do with Liam.

-And it can't be.

He's a chip off the old block, ain't he, David?

That is some genetic inheritance you've passed on.

-All right, Ian. All right.

-Liam?

-Look, Nan, it's not mine.

-He didn't go anywhere near her.

No, cos we only done it once.

Erm, the police are in there.

I think it's about Phil's dodgy number plates.

CHATTER FROM INSIDE

-Everybody makes mistakes.

-Well, that's what they all say.

You realise we can't just ignore this.

-A crime's a crime.

-Is everything all right?

It's all right. You can tell her, she's family.

We arrested Ms Pearce for shoplifting on Bridge Street market

this afternoon. And we cautioned her down the station.

-Oh, Lola.

-Lexi needed nappies.

-It's all right, honey.

-She didn't make any attempt to resist arrest,

so we won't be taking it any further.

Nappies.

I won't do it again, all right? I swear I won't.

I'm glad to hear it.

If he keeps denying it, what other choice have I got?

-A DNA test? You are talking out your...

-Bianca, come on!

Look, it was just the one time, I swear.

Liam, it takes just one time. You do understand that, don't you?

-You don't need to teach him the facts of life!

-I beg to differ.

-Let's do this some other time.

-Ain't you got some saveloys to count, Ian?

-David's right, we're going round in circles.

-Carol?

-I just need to know what's going on.

-But...

-This one time, when was it?

-About three months ago.

-Oh, shut up. Will you just let him speak, Ian?

-When, Liam?

-It was last week.

-You're not lying to me, are you?

No, that's the truth.

-Look, Nan, it can't be mine, can it?

-No, darling.

-Then you believe him?

-Liam wouldn't lie to me.

-You happy now, Ian?

-I'm not going to be happy till she's down the clinic.

Oh, and she's made that decision, has she?

I'm not letting her give birth to scumbag junior!

-Oh, right, that's it, get out now, you liberty taker!

-All right.

You can't stop her!

-What's it got to do with you?

-It ain't your baby.

Ain't got nothing to do with you.

I think you'll find it has. I'm her guardian.

-I don't care. I won't let you.

-You can't stop me.

I can.

Cos that baby's mine.

Well, if there's nothing else you want to ask me,

-then I'll get back to the station.

-No. Thanks.

Evening.

Now, Lola, let's hope this is the last time I see you, no offence.

-Yeah, it will be.

-Yeah, we promise.

Let's get in the kitchen, yeah?

Everything all right?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Yes.

New year. New Year, I couldn't get hold of him.

He disappeared. Was he...?

-Is that when she did it?

-Just sit down.

-He sent me a text. He sent me a text.

-Sit down, Roxy...

It was the last text I got from him, Phil.

-I need to get my phone.

-Just keep a lid on it, will ya?

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

He's gone.

Right, I'll go and get the girls and we'll have a chat, yeah?

No, I can't tell them now, can I? With all this going on.

All of what? Liam's off the hook, ain't he?

Whatever goes on with Terry and his clan is hardly our business.

They're part of our family, whether you like it or not.

-Carol, you've got to tell them.

-Tell them what?

-What's all these nuggets doing in here?

-Does it matter?

-You look knackered, Mum.

-I'm fine.

Why don't you go upstairs, have a little lay down?

-I'll make you a nice peppermint tea, eh?

-Excellent idea, Sonia. Exactly.

No, thank you.

I would've got you some money out of the machine.

What if they ring social services? I wasn't even thinking.

-What if they try and take Lexi again?

-No-one's going to take her, darling.

I wouldn't let that happen. Trust me. Mitchells stick together.

And you, madam, you're an honorary Mitchell sister, isn't she, Roxy?

And next time you need anything, promise to come to us.

Yeah.

Yeah, I just feel like such an idiot.

Well, don't. You did what you did for your kid.

If you need anything for Lexi, come to me, all right?

-You don't go nicking stuff.

-OK, I'm sorry.

-Next time, get the Old Bill to take you home, don't bring them round here.

-Phil, come on.

-I didn't want Pops and Peter to find out.

-Hardly crime of the century!

-Billy's hardly Mother Theresa himself, is he?

-Yeah, I know.

But we're really skint at the moment and I don't want to make him

-feel any worse than he already does.

-If you don't get back soon,

Billy's going to start asking questions.

-Jay'll walk you back, won't you, Jay?

-Course I will.

Could I stay here tonight?

No.

Don't worry about Billy.

If he asks any questions, just tell him you went out with me

-and Roxy for the evening.

-But what if he finds out?

He's not going to find out. Don't worry about it.

-This is, er...

-Tel...

-This is a wind up, ain't it?

-No. Deadly serious.

-So the girl you told me about was Cindy?

-You knew about this?

I thought you said you got that sorted.

-She changed her mind.

-Why didn't you tell me?

-I think that's obvious.

-I'm having a conversation with my son.

-Yeah, well, it's a bit late.

He's admitted it. What do you want, blood?

-Do you want 'em to run off and get married?

-I want someone to take responsibility.

-I appreciate it's an alien concept for you!

-You can't make her get rid of it.

If I were you, I'd keep that zipped, and that!

You think she's a really good girl, Cindy?

-She's been stringing them both along!

-She ain't seeing him.

Oh, yeah? Says who?

Ian, I want to have a private conversation with my son, yeah?

The next time I ask you, I can't guarantee I'll be quite so polite.

Ian, come on, you heard him.

Wondered when you'd stick your oar in!

I'm telling you, this ain't over.

One of life's charmers, my half-brother.

Liam, stop it!

Liam, what you doing?

-How long's it been going on for, eh?

-Get off! Don't, don't, don't!

Get off him. Don't you dare.

-He started it!

-"Oh, he started it."

-Stop it, both of you!

-Don't go near Cindy again!

-What you fighting over her for? She's not even worth it!

-Bianca!

The girl is pregnant. She's scared out her wits.

And you two are fighting like kids over a toy.

-Liam, upstairs. Now.

-Go on.

All right.

-TJ, this ain't like you.

-It's not like Liam neither.

-If I let you go, you won't do a runner?

-Course he won't!

I know how you're feeling. This ain't helping, is it? All right?

-Did Liam hurt you?

-No.

-Let's go and have a look anyway.

-It's OK.

-Come on.

TJ, go on.

-Where did your mum go?

-When did he tell you?

-Excuse me?

-Don't.

Don't do this to me, David.

You knew, didn't you?

About Cindy.

-Go and get some chips, eh? I'm starving.

-I don't know.

-I could phone Abi and Peter.

-No. It's all right.

-Roxy...?

-You and Peter haven't fallen out, have you?

-Ronnie.

Ronnie, deal with her, will ya?

-Bye, Ronnie.

-See you later.

-Yeah, thank you for...

-OK.

Has something happened between them two?

I don't know, but everyone in this house is acting a bit weird,

-so maybe we should just get out while we can, eh?

-Mm.

FRONT DOOR SLAMS

Sit down.

So that's all you've got to say, then?

Do we have to go over this old ground, Terry?

He came to me once.

Last I heard, the girl was having an abortion.

All this Cindy business is news to me.

And I ain't got time for it.

Well, you're going to have to make time, ain't you?

The fact that your son is not talking to you

is hardly my problem. I've got enough of my own, thanks.

-You're loving this, aren't you?

-Oh, yeah, yeah(!)

All day at the hospital, now you having a go at me.

What's not to love?

You seem very pally with my son for someone who don't give a stuff.

Yeah, well...

So what did he say to you, then?

Not much.

He didn't have to.

Has she lost her mind?

The police were here, weren't they? She panicked.

What, so she decides to confess? Just like that?

-She thought they knew everything. She thought you told them.

-Did she?

Well, we all did.

You threatened to, Sharon, didn't you?

Even Ian knows I wouldn't call the police on you.

You've told Ian?

Yeah. Yeah, I told him all about Ronnie and Carl.

Why, was it a secret?

Like I'm really that stupid.

If you'd told Ian, Ronnie'd be halfway to Holloway by now,

-wouldn't she?

-That's not to say I didn't think about it.

-Then what stopped you?

-You.

Well, you and me.

I knew this life wasn't going to be all sunshine and roses

when I signed up, but...

I won't let what Ronnie's done ruin what we've got.

You can trust me.

So, I'll...

I'll go and pick Dennis up in a bit, yeah?

I think it's best he stays at Ian's.

Well, first thing tomorrow, then.

I don't know, Phil.

I don't know if I want him living here any more.

So you don't deny it, then?

A Spraggan! I mean, what were you thinking?

No, no. Actually, don't answer that

cos I really don't want to know the answer.

I suppose I should be grateful for small mercies.

They are one step up the evolutionary chain from the Butchers.

Have you got any idea how humiliating it was finding out from them?

Oh, so it's all about you? Surprise, surprise.

Well, you're my responsibility. You're under my roof.

Cindy, I'm just trying to help you here.

I'm nothing to you. Why do you care?

Listen, all right, you're a bright girl.

There's a world of opportunities out there.

We can deal with this.

Get rid of it?

Yeah. I mean, it makes sense.

Why do you want to throw your life down the drain over one mistake, OK?

I know you don't want to get your gran involved.

OK, that's fine. Just stay here and I'll help you.

I'll book you an appointment for the clinic.

I'll even come with you and...

Look, we can get this dealt with and nobody will be any the wiser.

Do you really want to be like one of those girls out there,

pushing a pram in grey jogging bottoms?

I mean, we all know what we think of them. You're better than that.

I don't care what people think. I don't care what you think.

I want this baby.

And so does TJ.

-You think he's going to stick around?

-Yeah.

He will!

The boys been all right?

I'm going to go see if they need any food.

You're young. You'll meet a nice girl soon enough.

I thought she liked me.

-Well, maybe she does.

-Then what's she doing with him, then?

These things are complicated, love.

He said that he didn't even like her.

You need to get on with TJ for your mum's sake. Huh?

Things do get better.

Don't be in such a rush, Liam, to grow up.

I'm too young to be a great grandmother.

We should go downstairs.

What's the rush, eh?

-The baby's OK, though?

-They wouldn't let her out if it wasn't.

She just had a scare, that's all. It was nothing serious.

I told her I'd do the right thing. Why did she go off with him?

Give you three guesses, shall I?

Being pregnant at that age isn't easy, all right? She'll be confused.

Oi, what've I told you about earwigging?

Don't get caught?

Oh. Well, leave Terry and your grandad alone.

I need to get a book.

A book?

Rebecca's going to read to us. It's just in there.

-She's doing the voices and everything.

-All right, go and get a book upstairs.

-OK.

-Oh, there's definitely something in the water in here today.

Yeah, takes me right back.

-Yeah, I forgot you're the expert.

-Poor lad's terrified,

-I'm telling you.

-You don't have to keep saying it, do you?

Mind you, he should count himself lucky.

Least he ain't got Derek Branning kicking seven shades out of him.

I never told no-one, either.

Mind you, I had no-one to tell.

My mother was hardly the maternal type in those days.

Too busy getting herself dolled up for her latest fella

to stop and listen.

Look, me and TJ, we get on. We're like mates.

-So I don't understand why he didn't come to me.

-No?

You never brushed anything under the carpet, Terry?

Pretended it's not happening?

Kid yourself that if you carry on as normal, nothing's changed.

No?

So what do I do?

There we go. Good girl, all clean. Beautiful.

Amy.

Look who I found. I think he needs a cuddle.

Why don't you leave us alone?

We're busy, aren't we, Amy?

Do you want me to read you a bedtime story later?

I think we've had enough of your stories.

-You've got to let me explain.

-What more is there?

It's not as simple as you think, Roxy.

Amy, Come. Come with mummy. Let's go, get you into bed.

Mummy will be in to tuck you in in a minute, all right?

-Won't be long.

-Night, sweetie.

Good girl. See you in a minute.

Well come on, then.

Tell me everything.

'Me, a dad?'

I couldn't even work out what football team to support

and then one quick fumble and...

bang.

You have to decide whether this...

this thing...gets to become a real live person.

I mean, no kid should have to go through that on their own.

He needs you.

-That's why I think you should go home.

-What?

Go home. It's like a pressure cooker, in here, innit?

At the moment. No wonder the kid ain't said anything.

-When does he get a chance round here?

-You don't give up, do you?

Is this what your little sob story was in aid of? Cos you want me gone.

-Oh, please.

-Like you have since day one!

-Sticking your boot in all the time, cos you've got to be top dog?

-This ain't about me.

-It's about you and him.

-Pull the other one, David.

I know what your game is and it ain't going to work.

Ooh. You going to throw that at me, are you?

Go on, then, Terry, throw that at me.

-Let Bianca see exactly what sort of man you are.

-My son is going through hell...

-Ooh.

-..and you're using it to score points against me!

Quite the temper on you, ain't you? I was right about you all along.

You're pathetic.

I bet you knew about that baby all along, didn't you?

When are you going to get it through to your thick skull?

I never spoke to your boy.

And you know why? Cos I don't give a monkey's.

Finally the truth...

Yeah. And the other truth is, I want you out. Go on.

Don't worry, cos I'm going.

For your sake.

-Where you going?

-Home.

What's happened? What've you said to him?

TJ, come on.

-Why are you going?

-Ask him.

Trust me, darling, it's the best for everyone.

Why can't we be like a normal family without it kicking off all the time?

-Normal?

-Stick the kettle on, Son, will you?

You haven't got to do what he tells you to do.

-I'm not.

-Exactly. Exactly. He's his own man, he's made his own decision.

Night-night, Mr Spraggan.

-Come on, TJ, let's sort this out.

-Why don't we all stop this now

and just go to the pub and celebrate Mum's news?

No, we can't.

-How dare you?

-Look, he said himself he wanted to talk to his son.

-You're not going anywhere, darling.

-I'm going to speak to my boyfriend!

-You're staying here.

-You can't do this, I'm not a kid!

-I can, I can. You got to stay here, I'm sorry.

-Why?

Because I'm telling you to.

It just...

It just happened and...

-I didn't think about it, I just...

-You couldn't help yourself, no?

No, Ronnie, no.

That is what you say when you wake up in bed with a random.

That's NOT what you say...

..when you've murdered someone.

Murder?

Murder?

What are you saying, that you think I killed him in cold blood?

-Yeah.

-Wh...

Why did you do it?

-He gave me no choice.

-You made me...

You made me believe he'd left me.

I thought there was something wrong with me

and you sat there, you watched me try and call him every night

and you...you knew he was dead.

I'm sorry. Is that what you want me to say?

SHE SCOFFS

Why, huh?

Why are you so determined for me to be alone?

Oh...

Is it because you want me all to yourself, do you?

Cos sometimes I really wonder

what is going on up there.

Listen to me. Listen to me!

He wasn't...

-What?

-..who...

-What?

What? He wasn't good enough?

No? Just like Damian.

And just like Sean. And just like...

Just like Alfie.

Just like any other man I've ever got close to.

You're always there, waiting to twist the knife. Well done, Ronnie.

Well done, cos you twisted it for real this time, didn't you?

Listen to me. Listen to me!

Whatever I did, I did it for you.

Don't you dare!

Don't you dare lay this at my door.

This was you, all right? It was all you.

Ronnie ain't going to do anything. From now on, she's going to keep her head down.

This is Dennis's home, innit?

Mm. He loves it here.

But I don't want him growing up with all this.

Police on the doorstep. Living in fear.

The police were here because of Lola.

-And next time?

-There won't be a next time.

Now, we're the only people who know what's happened.

All we've got to do is keep our mouths shut.

You can gloss over what she's done, but it's not that easy for me.

Are you sure this is about Ronnie, eh?

Because I thought we were OK but now you won't let Dennis stay,

you want to go it alone with the bar. What's wrong?

Your name's on the contract now, isn't it? I made a mistake.

No, you didn't, Sharon.

I was angry, all right?

I lost the one person I loved most in the world because of you.

-This is about Dennis?

-I loved him.

Dennis was my life.

Me and him, we had a future, it was all mapped out,

just like this, then one night it disappears. And I'm...

I'm left with nothing.

I can't risk that happening again, Phil.

You know, I thought if I had the bar in my name, then...

then I'd have something, in case...

In case we go belly up?

I wanted something that was mine.

That no-one could take away from me and my boy.

Now Denny comes first, and I will do whatever it takes to protect him.

Which is why I don't want him under the same roof as Ronnie.

I can't chuck her out, can I? I got to keep an eye on her.

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer?

I'd be careful.

One day, you might forget which is which.

I need to know my son is safe, Phil.

Sharon, listen to me. Now, Carl was one nasty piece of work.

If anyone deserved it, it was him.

Do you think for one minute, eh, one minute,

I would put you or Dennis at risk? I'd kill her myself

before I let her lay one finger on either of you.

I promise you that.

She tries anything...

Just one step out of line and I will walk.

I promise you.

My daughter is trying to sleep.

Yeah, well, I'm not leaving here until you understand

-exactly what it was...

-You know who you remind me of, don't you?

You think you can get away with anything if you plead innocence.

You are just like him.

I'm nothing like Dad.

Even though you're wearing his ring?

Suit yourself. Fine. Whatever. I really don't care any more.

Me and you are finished.

You've gone too far, Ron.

You've killed a man.

You're my sister.

No, I'm not.

I don't have a sister.

I don't even need the street door.

-I'll get out the window if I have to!

-You ain't going out.

Why can't you just do what you're told for once?

-This is worse than being in the nick!

-Oh, don't be silly!

-Hasn't there been enough yelling for one night?

-Carol.

I'm not being funny. Can you tell him, please? Do you know what

-he's saying? He's saying I can't go out like I'm some kid.

-No.

No, what?

I need to talk to you about the test result.

-Yeah, well, we already know about that.

-Bianca, darling, please.

Mum?

David made a mistake.

I've got the gene.

The test was positive.