13/03/2014 EastEnders

CAROL SCRAPES TOAST LOUDLY

Are you buttering that or making breadcrumbs(?)

Give us it here. SHE SIGHS

Bet Kat's rubbing her hands together.

The trial starting today - her moment of glory only a few days away.

Look, no-one likes to stand up in court.

-Besides, you've got more important things to worry about.

-I bet Janine's paid her off.

Moneybags Butcher meets brassic Kat Moon,

a marriage made in heaven.

-I should go round there again...

-You're not going anywhere.

Cos you're going to go and sit down and eat this.

You're not spending all day having chemo with nothing in your stomach.

-She's laughing at us.

-Oh - marmalade.

-I don't want marmalade!

-Yes, you do.

-I don't.

Oh, yes, you do...

Saw it down the market.

I thought about you. Two for a fiver.

Oh, David...

Well, try it on, then.

I was going to make a real song and dance about it -

you know, tie it to the foot of a dove, or...

But then I thought, what with everything that's going on...

Do you like it?

It's perfect.

Mwah.

Oh...!

Are you worried about standing up in court and facing Janine?

Well, she's made her bed, ain't she?

I've just got to go somewhere.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh! What about your breakfast?

Don't worry.

That's me all done. I hope the burger van'll feed the hungry citizens of Walford.

Want to get changed and walk me over?

No, I've asked Tracey to cover me on the stall.

Oh, right. What, you going to sit here, draw the curtains, hide from Carol. Is that it?

If she sees me out there acting like nothing's happened she's going to go nuts.

If you were telling the truth, you'd be on that stall

with your war paint on, not giving a monkey's who was having a pop at you.

Kat, you've got to act like you believe it, all right? Otherwise no-one else will.

See you later.

Mrs B! Mrs B, I said that I would do that later when I've got home.

Well, you know what they say, Arthur. Idle hands.

Erm...how about I make you a cup of tea before I go, yeah?

You know - maybe we can give Charlie a call?

I mean - you and him, you did get on, right?

Yes, well, we talked pleasantries, that's all. I hardly know him.

Well, apart from the fact that he's family.

And he wants to get to know you.

Well, it won't bring Nick back, will it?

I won't be able to talk to HIM again, see HIM.

Mrs B. Look...

Go on, give Charlie a call. For me.

But what if we don't hit it off? What if he's got funny ideas?

I'll come in, and, you know, I'll check on ya.

You give me the wink and I'll have him out,

-Old Bill or not.

-All right! Just for you.

Alice needs to see our faces in court,

see that her family hasn't given up on her.

I'd go myself, only I've got to go to chemo this morning.

I would as well, but I've got a couple of motors coming in later.

Anyway, Janine's guilty as sin. Alice'll get off in a couple of days.

No. Janine's got Kat lying for her, saying that she saw the whole thing and it was Alice who killed Michael.

Right, well, I'll see if I can get Lauren to cover this place for a bit.

Well, I'm booked in for ten, I should be finished by lunchtime

-then I'll come over to the court and join you.

-No, don't be daft.

Just let us hold the fort for a while. You've got enough on your plate, ain't ya?

Everybody says that like it's a bad thing.

Bianca and Sonia, they've been tested -

I don't suppose you've got round to it yet?

Er, no. No, not yet.

I will do, you know. When things settle down.

So are you going to mention that bling you're dragging about or do I have to ask?

Am I an old fool to be doing all this again, eh?

Mm?

Course you ain't.

Right, you lucky people, what better way to kick start your day than with an Alfie burger?

We've got spicy onion rings, a bit of coleslaw as well

and this is on the house, especially for you, my friend.

-Oh, nice one, Alfie, cheers.

-There you go. Keep that pretty face of yours nice and clean.

What can I get you, sweetheart...?

Er - Mas...?

Hey. Good night's sleep?

Mmm. I thought I'd say thanks by cooking for everyone tonight.

You don't need to do that. The kids tend to take care of themselves.

-Me, I live like a king off cereal and leftovers.

-Mmm...

Dinner'll be on the table at 7:30.

How long's she staying?

She's a guest. She can stay as long as she wants.

A guest...

Cheers, Mum.

Not to tell you how to suck eggs, but this place might do better if you opened for breakfast.

Two jokes in two days! Must be a record for you.

I wasn't joking about closing the restaurant.

I'm not talking about shutting permanently.

Just long enough to turn the place into somewhere people actually want to eat.

You know, where they can wear jeans and order off the kiddie menu.

-Sounds like hell.

-Just hear me out.

I promise it's not as bad as you're imagining.

I haven't really got time. The decorators are coming in five minutes.

You've got professional decorators to do this place?

Well, Scarlett's is on the up, I thought I'd give it a makeover.

More fool me.

Scarlett's is on the up?

Oh, right, so if you had YOUR way, I'd still be wearing an apron doing fried egg sandwiches, yeah?

Well, it was good enough for your mum.

Yeah, and she wanted something better for me.

Do you know how hard I had to fight not to be a barrow boy like my old man?

-To even get to catering college in the first place?

-PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Yeah, speaking.

Right...

Oh, you are joking?!

No, I can't open up, I haven't got any staff!

Yeah, thanks a bunch.

Was that the decorators?

A day's takings down the pan. Why do people always let you down?

Kat didn't have the guts to face anyone this morning then?

-She called in sick. "Women's problems". I didn't ask questions.

-Running scared, more like.

You know that the trial starts today?

Good morning to you as well.

I haven't got time to mess about, Tamwar.

-I know that you and Alice had your problems...

-Pretty big problems actually.

No - you wrote her a letter. And she said that really lifted her spirits.

Just go along and sit in the gallery - that's not too much to ask, is it?

Leave me alone.

Kat! You all right?

Yeah.

-Who's on the stall?

-Oh, Tracey opened up cos my alarm didn't go off.

-Listen, about last night...

-That's between you and my mum.

You're my best mate, I know you wouldn't lie to me, but I just wish you'd said something.

Yeah, you and me both, but I just haven't been thinking straight,

what with Michael and everything else...

I've got to go.

Finally crawled out from under your rock, have you?

-Oi! I'm talking to you.

-Mum! Stop it.

Do you know what, you are a liar, Kat. A liar!

Come on, Mum. Look, Terry's waiting in the cab, we're going to be late.

What, you're coming with me?

Yes. Come on, I thought we'd have a family day.

-We've done Thorpe Park, haven't we(?)

-You all right?

Right, I've got every trashy magazine imaginable,

and a couple of packets of sucky sweets.

What more could we want, eh?

I get to spend the morning with my entourage and you have to go to court on your own,

-it doesn't seem fair.

-I'm fine, Carol.

How many more times have I got to say it?

He's just erm... He's just nervous, that's all.

Come on, ladies. We going to the hospital or having a meeting of minds?

Yes, all right. We're coming!

We'll have to get a new kitchen once we get the new house.

-What, brand-new?

-Well, yeah, I don't want to think of Michael's bleeding corpse

every time I stick the kettle on, do I?

Ron, what's happened?

Er... Nothing. It's kids, that's all.

Why would kids write something like that?

Well, why would kids do anything?

-Pass us the scrubber.

-No. It's fine, I'm handling it.

Come on, I didn't spend all day handing out leaflets for this place to stay shut.

Open up, all right? Let the boys pump iron or whatever it is they do.

Everything's going to be OK.

OK, here you are.

Eurgh!

-Gross.

-Come on!

CHURCH BELL RINGS

If you feel like imparting some wisdom from beyond the grave, Mum...now'd be a good time.

-I'll be back in a minute.

-All right, cheers, yeah.

Always think it makes a difference having people with you.

Well, you know, it's nice to have someone to natter to when it gets boring.

You all right, love?

Yeah. I was just thinking maybe we could take it in turns, you know, do shifts -

one of us sits with you, the other does a tea run.

It's all right, this, though. It's been ages since I've sat down and read a magazine.

I'm glad someone's having fun.

Most folks start losing their hair after the first round - but you're still going strong.

Must be a genetic thing.

Listen, why don't you both go and do the tea run while I get sorted?

Yeah.

All right?

Well, I know what I'M doing here, Ian. What about you?

I came to visit Dad.

I felt like I owed him an apology, he erm...

He always reckoned that me having a restaurant was a pie in the sky idea.

-Did he?

-Mm. Guess I should have listened.

You really are the master of the glass half empty, ain't ya, Ian?

Come on, you've got beautiful children.

You've got more businesses than I've had hot dinners.

A chippy and a greasy spoon?

Yeah. So, what?

One thing I've always admired about you, mate -

you've always put your family first. Always.

You do what's best for 'em. Even if they don't thank you for it.

Thanks. I think.

If he'd been a proper dad to me and brought us up...together, you know...

do you reckon me and you would've got on?

Depends.

Would you still have slept with my wife?

I have to be honest, Ian - it's a distinct possibility.

DAVID CHUCKLES

So, in this parallel universe

do you reckon...

do you reckon my mum would have still married Frank?

I don't think there's any force in any universe that would've kept those two apart.

No.

So whatever way you look at it...

I seem to be stuck with her, don't I? Janine.

You probably won't be allowed, but erm...

if you get a chance to talk to her later,

could you say good riddance from me?

Hey...

She was just a messed-up child, weren't she, really?

Just messed up.

And I'll tell you something else - she hasn't changed much.

I've got to go.

Oh! Sorry. Sorry, I didn't realise there was anyone in here.

Are you a member?

-How long you owned this place then?

-Well, I've just bought it, actually.

And you don't mind?

Lone woman running a gym.

Big burly blokes round the whole time?

Sorry, I didn't catch your name?

Your name?

I'll have to get back to you on that one.

That woman's right, you know. Everything's genetic.

Well, I'm trying not to think about it.

Well, Mum is going to get worse before she gets better.

-Can we not do this now, please?

-No! No, I have to.

Because if I don't say it, I don't get it off my chest I feel like I'm going to explode!

Well, the nurses'll love you, there's nothing like a bit of human combustion to brighten a dull shift.

Oh, no... Why are we laughing?

Now, listen, we have to make a pact.

When we're in there with Mum we have to act as if everything's all right.

Cos she's got enough to worry about without us adding to it, all right?

-Yeah. And everything IS going to be all right.

-Yeah. Course it is.

-You didn't need to go to all this trouble.

-No trouble.

Sorry for...making things worse for you yesterday,

springing myself on you like that.

It was just, a mate down the station, he heard the name Cotton, told me what had happened and

I wanted to be the one to tell you.

Don't matter who tells you, something like that.

I just thought maybe me and you getting to know each other could be a...silver lining.

What, a third grandchild out of the blue?

And you're grown up.

I didn't see Ashley till he was about seven.

Same with little Dotty.

Only she weren't Dotty.

"We named her after you, Ma." Her name was Kirsty.

So, there was Zoe and Ashley and Sandy and Dotty. Who's YOUR mother, then?

Her name's Yvonne.

She met my dad when he came out of borstal, and she was a nurse.

-Nurse?

-Yeah, they got married when they found out I was on the way.

Oh, so you're legitimate.

Yeah.

But he never settled on the outside.

He kept getting into trouble, letting her down and...

one day he was off.

Just like your grandfather.

He left me and Nick when Nick was a baby.

-Milk?

-Please.

Has your mother got any relatives?

No. It's just me and her.

I've got you now, haven't I?

Hello?

I got a spare key from Lucy. Thought I'd lend a hand.

You didn't have to.

No, I know I didn't have to, but you've got a lot on your plate and Bobby's at school all day.

Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to pick up a brush and help?

I've got a few quid saved up.

I'd like to pay for the funeral if you'll let me, give my dad a decent sendoff.

I can bury my own son, thank you very much.

Anyway, you hardly knew him, you said so yourself. He left you when you was little.

I know - but I just thought...

You ain't my Nick.

I don't know who you are.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

I don't want you. I want my Nick.

-I'm sorry...

-I don't know you. I want my Nick.

-Mrs B?

-I want my Nick.

-What did you say to her?!

-Nothing...

-Well, what did you do?

-Noth...

Nothing, honestly. I should go.

Yeah. You know what, I think that's a good idea.

-I want my Nick...

-Mrs B.

-I want my Nick.

Hey. You all right, David?

Eh? Oh - Max, hi. No Carol?

-No, no, she's coming straight from chemo.

-Oh, of course. Yeah.

-Nice rock you got her this morning.

-Yeah...

Well, I thought - court AND chemo. I've got to do something to make this day sound better!

-Max...

-There she is.

-All right?

-You all right?

-Thanks for coming. Yeah.

Where's Bianca?

She had to go back for the kids.

You not gone in yet?

No, in a minute. They've just gone back in after lunch.

Right.

Do you want to go in and get a couple of seats at the front and I'll be in in a minute.

-Er, yeah, course, yeah.

-PHONE RINGS

-Good luck.

-Cheers, Max, yeah. Ta.

-Do you want to sit down?

-Er, yeah, yeah.

How'd you get on?

Well, I think I'll go on my own next time.

Did Bianca gob off at all the nurses?

No, no, no, she was lovely. Her and Sonia.

It's just that...you have to put certain things to the

-back of your mind when they're there, that's all.

-Yeah.

We've got a lot going on, you and me -

but we're on the same side.

That's what this means.

Look, I'll erm...I'll be waiting for you when you're done, OK?

Yeah. Thanks.

See ya.

Ronnie, you couldn't do me a massive favour, could you?

Well, if it involves looking after this little one...

I'm going to jump at the chance.

Well, I've got this old client from the salon wants her nails doing for some wedding.

I'd only be for a couple of hours.

Yeah, yeah. Go on, take your time.

Don't be surprised if you come back and find her getting all spoilt.

-Thanks, Ronnie, you're a life-saver.

-OK.

-Have fun with your Auntie Ronnie, then!

-Say bye, Mummy.

-See you later.

-See ya.

Yeah, she's gone, hasn't she? Where's she going to go? She'll come back later...

-CLERK:

-Court rise.

(Where's Alice?)

Members of the jury,

the defendant, Alice Branning, is not in court for this trial.

She is, however, ably represented by Learned Counsel Mr Alderton.

Now, we are not to speculate as to WHY she is not in court.

The case can continue without her presence

because her barrister is fully prepared to conduct her defence.

(Where is she?)

Is that clear?

I am obliged to you for your attention.

The prosecution may proceed.

Thank you, your Honour. The prosecution would now like to call Mr David Wicks.

Seems like a million years since we did decorating together.

Do you remember when we did the living room at your old place?

For goodness' sake, Ian. I've offered to invest in your business, you could talk to me.

You know what, I've had this caff for years.

-You know what I've been thinking all that time?

-Bacon baps(?)

I want to be a chef.

A proper chef, with my own restaurant.

All this would be a distant memory.

You'll still HAVE a restaurant, Ian.

Look, what's more important - winning Michelin stars or feeding your community?

Look, I'm not trying to ruin your dream, I'm trying to help you get it.

I want you back in the kitchen, cooking proper food, doing what you do best.

I'd be in the kitchen all the time?

-No more front of house?

-No, we'll hire someone to show punters the menus.

I've got a few bookings this weekend, and er...

we could shut up shop after that, couldn't we?

No further questions, Your Honour.

Mr Wicks...

I'd like to ask you a few questions

about the conversation that you recorded between you and Ms Butcher.

Do you mean the confession?

Why did you record your conversation with your stepsister on the day the alleged confession took place?

Mr Wicks...

Because if...

if I got her to say it, then I would have proof.

Proof?

Yes, proof that she killed him. Her husband.

But Alice Branning had already at this point been charged, so...

what on earth made you think that Ms Butcher was guilty of anything?

Well, I couldn't say exactly, but erm...

it was...it was a feeling, you know,

it was a... It was a suspicion.

And I didn't want her to get away with it.

Get away with what, specifically?

Allegedly killing her husband?

Or refusing to bail you out financially?

I'm sorry, I don't know what you're implying.

Is it true that you recently

asked your stepsister for money,

and she refused?

Answer the question, please, Mr Wicks.

Yes. I asked Janine for money.

And you were angry when she refused you.

Yes, I was, I was... I was very angry.

She's got more money than most of us put together.

Bunging us a few quid would've... would've meant nothing to her.

You were angry.

So you tried to get your revenge by taping a fake confession and by giving it to the police.

No, no, no. No, it wasn't like that.

But you did use the tape to try and extort money from Miss Butcher.

No. You're twisting it.

Yes or no, Mr Wicks?

HE SIGHS

I just...

I just wanted to scare her, if I'm honest.

I really didn't think it would go this far.

I really didn't think everyone would take it so seriously!

SHE SIGHS

You all right, Nan?

Just had a call from Jean.

Stacey's gone missing.

Oh, thank God that's over.

Is this the bit where we get to go home?

The barrister took me apart, Carol, there was nothing I could do!

She took you apart cos you let her.

You really think I don't know you after all these years?

We're going to be so happy here, Ron. I can feel it.

Hey! Stop!

-Oi!

-Stop!

-Oi!

-Go!

-Wait. Wait, please.

Stop...!