14/03/2014 EastEnders

Mum!

Mum, will you just slow down? Just calm down, will you?

I'm done with being calm!

-Tracey. Where is she?

-Erm, I don't know. Really, honestly, I don't...

Trace, I'll take it from here.

That's what we're doing now - washing our dirty linen in public?

I've got to get Kat to withdraw her statement, or it's over for Alice.

Her solicitor said the poor girl is so stressed she won't come

out of her cell! And I'm supposed to just let that go, am I?

No, just think about yourself. Think about your health.

-Listen to Max will you, Mum?

-It's all right, B, I'll sort it out.

Your wife should be ashamed of herself!

We were on the square. He... He grabbed her,

he got into a car before we could reach them.

Look, what are we going to do, all right?

He could do anything with her! I mean anything!

Calm down! Calm down. Just breathe. Breathe.

SHE PANTS

Phil, I'm so sorry.

Don't be sorry! Just tell me who it was so I can find the geezer.

He was in the gym earlier. I think he's connected to Carl.

So all this is because you,

you bumped off some two-bob gangster, innit?!

Look, he can't have taken her to hurt her, can he?

He's got to have taken her so that he's got something to bargain with!

And you know that for sure, do you? Eh? MESSAGE ALERT

Victoria Park, half an hour.

Look, you can tear a strip off me later, all right?

Roxy, Roxy, Roxy, you stay here, make sure Billy and Lola

don't start asking questions.

What? Phil, how am I meant to do that?!

Just stay here. Make sure!

I don't see why we have to come all the way over here

-to give me a present!

-Because I said so!

Now close your eyes and hold out your hands.

I'm not Bobby's age!

Close your eyes or no present.

Right, now open them.

No-one is going to take me seriously with that!

I said I wanted you back in the kitchen.

I didn't say I was planning on taking you seriously.

Now, put it on.

Go on!

SHE LAUGHS

We'll stick a knife in your hand and take a photo for the new menu!

You know what? I forgot how good a good team we make!

I think we've got a problem.

Well, no. I meant in a professional way, of course. I mean...

No. No, no, look.

How is she?

I had to send her upstairs to have a lie-down.

I had to wrestle the furniture polish out of her hands.

Rest is good.

You know, I thought if she met her grandson, you know, spoke to him...

Grandson?

Yeah, you know, the fed... The copper that gave her the news...

-Well, that's Nick's son.

-Wow!

All the struggles Dot has been through,

and she's got a family out there the whole time.

I thought he would help, but all he done was upset her.

Well, you know, this all takes time.

You know what? What Mrs B needs is peace and quiet, all right?

And I'm going to take care of things.

She's lucky to have you.

Well, what was she like before she went?

Jean must have noticed something.

They had a bust-up. Stacey wouldn't shut up about getting you

to change your statement.

What, and that was it? She just vanished?

She thinks if she's not around, I won't testify against Alice.

Hark at Columbo!

Got all the answers all of a sudden, do you?

No. No. Just let me think.

KNOCK AT DOOR

KNOCKING CONTINUES

Well, you better think quick!

Guess who's about to put her fist through the door?

-< CAROL:

-Look, you might as well let me in, cos I'm going to stay here

all day if I have to!

Just goes to show you, nothing's safe any more, is it?

If they hadn't left that grubby sleeping bag behind,

you'd be none the wiser, would you?

Thanks, love. If this don't keep them out, nothing will.

You put those things on garden sheds.

I could have the locksmith round here in 20 minutes.

Yeah, who will charge me an extortionate call-out fee!

No, this'll keep the place secure until I can get some quotes.

Just bite the bullet and call the professionals, Ian!

You must've known you were banging your head against a brick wall!

If I buy quilted bog roll, he almost drops dead.

Yeah. What was I thinking?

One minute you're volunteering as a character witness for Alice,

the next you're saying that you saw her kill Michael. Why?

Look, Carol, the only reason I let you in here

is so you haven't got the whole square on their doorsteps!

What you getting out of this?

Money? Cos that's all I can think that Janine's got that you need.

We ain't got time for all this!

Jean'll get on the blower again if we don't get out and find Stacey...

-Stacey?

-She don't know what she's talking about!

Max, get her out of here!

No, no. You know what, it doesn't matter.

Because I think the police'll be really interested to hear

-you've seen Stacey recently.

-No! We haven't, though!

Then you better start talking, Kat,

cos right now I wouldn't want to take me on.

Not when my family's at stake!

SHE GROANS AND RETCHES

-Carol...

-Get off me!

No, you shouldn't be putting yourself through this.

-You should be at home in bed!

-Get off!

Come on. Come on, I'm taking you home.

Come on, let's go.

SHE COUGHS

HE WOLF WHISTLES

I thought you was too much of a posh boy to whistle at girls!

Yeah, well, what can I say? I couldn't help myself.

-So, I...

-Look at this. Look. On page 17. There's...

There's some childcare courses I thought would be perfect for you.

-Mmm-hmm.

-You could talk to Whit as well, you know -

she could help you out with your application.

Yeah. That would be great. At least I wouldn't have to

lug around this stupid nail polish any more, eh?!

Well, I better go.

Just you wait. Lexi's going to be so proud of you.

-Right, I'd better go read this then, yeah?

-OK.

-See ya.

See you later.

Right, come on. Let's get you indoors.

No, I'm all right. I just forgot to take my medication, that's all.

I just need some fresh air and I'll be all right.

-Carol? You all right?

-She's been in a right state, throwing up again.

You can't keep running around like a headless chicken

when you've just had chemo! When will you listen to me?

Take them.

Don't you dare give me the caring fiance routine.

Not after what you did.

I did what I had to do.

Bianca, it's me.

Can you get back to the house, please? It's your mum.

As soon as you get a chance, you go for Lexi.

I'll deal with the rest, all right?

Hand her over.

This is him asking nicely.

Give it one more second, we'll see the alternative, shall we?

The last thing I'd ever do is snatch someone's kid from them.

It's this great lump here, ain't got the common sense he was born with.

I told him not to, but would he listen?

Where's Carl?

Just shut your mouth and hand her over! Come on.

Go on.

Hey. Hey, darling, it's OK.

Oh, I know, I know. Are you OK?

I know, sweetie.

Which isn't to say it'd be wise just to walk away.

Cos like I said, he's as thick as a short plank

and he knows where you live.

Are you going to tell me your real name this time?

I'm Ronnie. Ronnie Mitchell. Roxy's my sister.

If Carl had just stuck with Kirsty,

I could have had grandkids older than this one by now.

But no, he goes off with some slapper!

Oi! You watch how you talk about my sister.

Do you understand me?

They weren't right for each other, were they?

No, we're agreed about that at least.

Carl ain't perfect. He's made mistakes, but he's my son.

And I need to know where he is.

Just tell me what you know.

We'll go as soon as we got the truth. You won't hear from us again.

Please!

You wouldn't have a mother not knowing where her son is!

He's dead.

Carl's dead. All right?

Did Ronnie say what time she'd be back from the park with Lexi?

Erm, well, I'm sure she's going to be back really soon.

So I'll get her to give you a call, yeah?

I might as well just hang around here till they get back.

And I tell you what, I can give you some maintenance

on your nails if you want.

I need some money now the salon's shut.

Peter reckons I should give all this up.

Do some childcare course, something with prospects.

Sounds good, yeah.

Well, it just don't make sense, though, does it?

Leaving Lexi to go and look after some other people's kids.

And do you know what? I'm actually quite good at this.

Anyway, French or clear?

What?

Go for the clear? OK.

-Sorry, Phil, it just came out!

-Just keep walking, right?

-You're a liar!

-Oi, oi! Back off you!

Listen, I have told you everything you need to know, all right?

It's over.

Course it's not over! How do you know he's dead? What happened?

Just let go of her now!

Please! Please, if he is dead,

if he really is dead, just please...!

Just move it, will you?!

Phil, look at her, all right? She wants to know what happened.

She needs to know what happened.

Carl was out of control, all right?

He put him in hospital.

He terrorised my sister! He turned on me

when I tried to get him away from her!

You're his mother! You should know what he was like!

Carl's gone! Carl's gone and he's never coming back!

Move!

You all right? How's Carol?

She'll be all right.

She's only forgotten to take her pills, nothing to worry about.

That's easy for you to say,

you're not the one shouting at a woman with cancer.

Here. She's thinking of withdrawing her statement.

Will you shut your mouth?

Kat, please. Please, you can't go backing out now.

This is the only way Stacey's going to get her life back.

Stacey ain't here! She don't want me to testify.

She's probably just confused, ain't she?

-It's no wonder, is it? All the pressure!

-No. She's not confused.

She's terrified that she can't live with an innocent girl

going to prison. And I don't think that I can live with it either!

Look, Stacey's probably just gone to somewhere she knows.

So why don't I have a drive about, see if I can see her?

All right. You really think you'll find her hiding

round the back of McKlunky's?

Well, has anyone got any better ideas?

All right. I'll be back. Don't do anything stupid.

Listen, I thought this was supposed to be the easy job!

This is Kim's castle, this ain't Kim's Palace!

You got it there, Patrick? All right, I'll drop my side.

All right, here we go.

Yeah, man, I knew you wouldn't be defeated

by a little plank of wood, strong lads like you!

Little plank of wood, Patrick?! I'm surprised.

I nearly done my back in!

Right, listen, you give me Mrs B's blocked drain any time, brother.

Listen, Patrick, I'm getting back to work, yeah?

-OK. Thanks again.

-Any time.

-OK, here we go.

All right. Got it.

I've been thinking about Dorothy.

Yeah, man, this is the last chance she'll have

to have a family of her own.

Yeah. I mean, you didn't see what state she was in, all right?

And I don't want some stranger to come in and stress Mrs B out.

You know, and this Charlie, you know,

we don't know if he's playing some kind of angle.

Yeah, yeah, but she ain't got no money at all,

and me and half the square, we're watching her back.

Why would he go to the trouble of coming back if he wasn't genuine?

I tell you, brother,

if she gives in to the grief now, she'll never find a way back.

Is there any way at all you can get me Charlie's number?

No. Don't you dare try and tuck me in like one of your kids.

Why won't you just let us look after you?

You spend your whole time running round looking after everyone else.

So what, so I'm supposed to just sit on this sofa

with a blanket on my lap, having cancer for months now, yeah?

You have got cancer.

I hate this.

Being an invalid, everybody walking on eggshells around me.

Well, we're not!

You and Sonia have barely even mentioned those tests

since you've had them done. Huh?

And I know. I know you're terrified,

yet you want to wrap me up in a blanket.

I feel bad enough letting Alice down without letting you down as well.

You haven't let anyone down.

I did. I gave her false hope.

I trusted David to do the right thing.

Mum, look, you do know he had his reasons?

You haven't even heard his side of the story.

Says the woman who takes Terry's head off at the drop of a hat.

You'd rather have a blazing row with him than hear him out.

Mum, he wants us to pay through the nose just because Ian's stupid

little fake step-daughter can't keep her knickers on!

It's hardly like you and Dad, is it?

No. No, you're right.

Terry's thinking about what's best for his family.

The only person that David's thinking about is himself.

You do know he's the one who got me here, don't you?

He is worried sick!

No wonder me and Terry can't talk to each other properly.

Wonder where I got that from, eh?

Look, maybe I should just give her a call.

-No, no, no, no.

-Roxy, am I missing something here?

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Hello? I thought you'd already be here.

See? I told you they'd be back any minute, didn't I?

Yeah. Thanks for doing that, Ronnie. Hey, miss! It's Mummy.

-Good girl. Say thank you.

-Here's her hat.

Oh, ta. Right, I'll see you lot later, then.

-See you later.

-Bye.

-Phil, it is not all her fault.

-You, just shut your mouth.

And you, over the Arches, now.

Anything you've got to say, you can say it here.

With Amy upstairs and Sharon just about to come home?

I don't think so. Over the Arches.

I'll be fine.

Anything?

No. I drove round most of east London.

You know, I would've gone to Brighton

if I thought she'd still be there.

You do know that I want her back here more than anything, don't you?

Yeah, course I do.

Kat, all you've got to do is hang in there.

Don't you think I'm trying? I can't sleep.

Alfie can hardly look at me.

And I'm driving my best mate's mum round the bend.

All for someone that don't even want it!

Stacey'll come round.

Honestly, Kat, this is the only way we can get her back to Walford.

You know, where she can be an aunt to your kids.

That's got to be worth it.

What about Carol?

She so much as mentions Stacey to Alice's lawyer

and they'll start digging.

Yeah, well, don't worry about Carol. I'll deal with her.

And how are you planning on doing that?

Bianca said that you got her to come and look after me.

Yeah.

Well, you ain't in the mood to accept my help, are you?

Let me explain myself. Please.

Five minutes.

Look, if I'd known they were going to come after Lexi, I would never,

I would never have...

What? What, eh? You wouldn't have killed Carl?

No. I would never have lied to Mrs White about being Roxy.

I underestimated her.

You were supposed to keep your head down, supposed to run the gym

and get me my money back.

Instead of that, you go shooting your mouth off and starting a war.

They know that you did it.

You think they're going to say no more about it, leave it at that?

I never intended to say anything. I don't know, I just...

She wanted to know what happened to her son.

There was a part of me that felt I owed it to her.

Are you stupid or what?!

Look. She is an old woman, all right.

-She's got a thug of a son. They can't touch us.

-Us? Us?

No, Ronnie. No, this ain't a Mitchell thing.

-This is a Ronnie thing.

-Oh. I'm sorry.

I didn't realise we were only family when it suited you.

You crossed a line with Carl.

And when this comes back to bite you - which it will -

don't expect me to back you up. Do you understand?

Whatever's coming, I can handle it.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah? You and whose army, eh?

DOOR SLAMS

-Oh, thanks, Peter.

-I'll take them into the kitchen?

No, no, no, you get back to flogging Braeburns

or your dad'll have your head.

THEY LAUGH

-See you later.

-See you.

Peter!

When I got that confession out of her, I just wanted to scare her.

Get her back for treating me like a bit of muck under her shoe.

And the money. Don't forget that.

Hmm. I'm not proud of that, you know that.

I saw Ian earlier.

We was talking about what it would be like

if I'd grown up knowing my old man. Like a proper family.

Save me all that messed-up-childhood defence, it doesn't wash with me.

Pat would have done the right thing. She'd have told the truth.

Don't kid yourself. My mum would have moved heaven

and earth to keep that girl out of prison.

So you admit you let that barrister take you apart?

It's not pretty, Carol.

And I know it don't make no sense, but she's family too, isn't she?

Sort of.

Maybe she does deserve to go down, but I can't be the one who

puts her there. Do you understand?

I understand.

Family's complicated.

Yeah.

-BIANCA:

-Mum, have you got a minute?

Not really.

It's OK.

My name's Jake.

I used to work for Ian.

I know I shouldn't be here.

I'm just having a bit of a hard time at the minute.

Oh, yeah? What's happened?

My wife left me, took my little girl.

I'm really sorry for taking advantage...

I just couldn't spend another night out in the cold.

DOOR OPENS

Jake?

What the hell's he doing here?

Jake's the one who stayed here last night.

And I bet you helped yourself to my booze and all, didn't you?

I'm sorry, I won't be back.

Listen, wait...

You should get yourself a hostel or something.

No-one should have to sleep on a cold floor.

Thank you.

Don't tell me you're falling for that hard-luck routine as well?

Jane's right. Jake, hold on...

There's a sofa back at ours, it's not much but you're welcome to it.

I dunno what to say.

It's fine. It's OK. It's OK.

Of course Bianca believes Kat, she's her best mate.

Yeah, and that should mean something.

Mum, Kat would not lie to me about something like this.

She wouldn't. I know her.

-Yeah. And I know Alice.

-Well, do ya?

I'm not being funny. I know she's family and all that but, you know,

two years ago we didn't even know she existed.

And now we do. What's your point?

No, Mum, our point is, we are worried about you.

You're ill and you're getting obsessed about something

that's nothing to do with you.

Bianca believes Kat. And so do I.

What? Since when?

Since she talked to me. You know, she explained it all.

Well, she went looking for Michael on Halloween

and saw Alice through the window.

Oh, so Kat saw everything but just conveniently forgot to mention it?

No, Mum. She was grieving for Michael.

And anyway, she just wanted to keep her head down

and basically just stay out of it.

Yeah. You know, she couldn't do it any more.

It was doing her head in. So she's finally come out with the truth.

Carol, I'm sorry, all right? But Alice killed Michael. She's guilty.

You've just got to drop this now, Mum.

Cos you're not well and this is going to make you more ill.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Thanks for coming, man.

I was pleased you called, honestly.

Charlie Cotton. We didn't meet properly before.

People round here call me Fats, Fatboy, Arthur, Arthur Chubb...

What are you doing back here?

-Mrs B, it was me. I called him.

-Well, you had no right!

I'm sorry, but... Look, can we talk?

Mrs B, do you trust me?

Do you trust me enough to try and do the best I can for you,

however I can?

Nick isn't ever going to be replaced.

But family isn't even those you grew up with.

You know, family you don't even have to be you're related to.

I mean, look at me and you.

Look at Denise and Patrick.

We all need family, Mrs B.

Let us help you through this.

There's no pressure.

Well, if you want to do something you can go to Gravesend

and you can collect Nick's death certificate and bring it back to me.

No problem.

Thank you.

TV PLAYS IN BACKGROUND

Let me guess, you haven't found her.

Course you haven't. She's one girl in a big city.

No-one's going to find her till she wants to be found.

Just eat your pickled onion, Nan!

Listen, I talked with Carol

and I persuaded her you're telling the truth about Alice.

Did she believe you, just like that?

Yeah, course. I'm her brother. Why would I lie?

So, listen. Whatever happens. We stick to the plan. OK? Deal?

Yeah.

Max, just tell me all this lying isn't as easy for you as it looks.

HE SIGHS

What's his name?

Sorry?

When a woman looks the way you look right now,

there's usually a man involved.

It's nothing, really. I'm fine.

Got a bad boyfriend?

There's lots of guys in here who like punching things.

If you did have a bad boyfriend, we could, you know,

sort him out for you.

And what if it wasn't a bad boyfriend I wanted sorting out?

What if it was someone else?

Whatever you need. Any time.

You didn't tell them where I am?

No.

No, it's just you and me.