27/03/2014 EastEnders

You know, the last time I saw my Nick, we had a terrible row.

We parted on very bad terms.

I wanted the funeral to put it right.

You couldn't have done any more.

I wanted to say sorry.

To his face.

Take me to him.

-You've put him to rest now.

-I want to see his face!

But he'll be gone!

No. No, they won't do it until the end of the day.

We could still be in time.

I don't know why you're all looking at me? It wasn't just my fault.

-Who else's fault was it, then, eh?

-I bet you're loving this!

-It was all of us.

-Well, I was there for Dot!

Unlike some who didn't even turn up on time.

Not for the want of trying, Shirley.

What were you thinking, you idiot?

What was I thinking!? He didn't help.

-I was showing you up for who you really are.

-Enough.

At least I got up there. At least I tried.

Why did you have to go and do that to him?

-Oh, don't you start!

-Well, I am starting.

All right, we've had a bit of a moment,

-let's not make it any worse.

-You see what you've done?

You know what? I don't even want to be here.

We can resurrect this. Why don't you stay, pay your respects...

Think about Nick Cotton?

Mick's right, you know...

Shut up, Patrick! You weren't even there!

That's all her fault, not mine!

If you'd really cared, you'd have gone regardless!

-What are we going to do now, eh?

-I have no clue...

Oh, that's it, Sharon, go on, run off!

I'm off to see Dot. Show her we care.

-Bit late for that now, ain't it?

-Hardly appropriate, girls, is it?

Best I leave now, before it gets very inappropriate!

The idea ain't to scare people off, you know, Shirley.

Denise, enough, please.

Patrick, we need to do something. We're here to honour someone...

I think we missed the moment.

-First drink on the house?

-I think it's a bit late for that, Linda.

I think I'm going to go and see how she is.

-Don't everyone go...

-I'd like to propose a toast.

-Nan, please don't.

-To the lovely people of Walford.

But I want to say sorry to him in my own way.

-The right way. Get the car, Charlie.

-You'll only get more upset.

I want to see him like I should have done when he was here.

-They're not going to allow it.

-All right, then, I'll drive myself.

Listen. He's not there!

Not any more.

Not really. He's gone...

To a better place.

DOOR OPENS

Mrs B, I just wanted to say sorry about what happened...

Out of my way.

-Where is she going?

-She wants the coffin opened.

-What? You can't let her do that!

-How do I stop her?

Do you know? Because I don't!

-You serious?

-Yeah.

Lauren, oi!

Turn it off, will you! You're going to run the flaming battery down!

Sorry! It's not like I'm doing it for free or anything!

MUSIC BLARES ON RADIO

LAUREN TURNS RADIO OFF

Well, there's always Billy.

She was just upset.

She didn't mean it.

I did what she asked, I just don't get it.

But she's just raw.

You know, she don't know what she's saying.

In fact, she was reaching out.

-And we were all to blame.

-No.

That was me.

I'm the one who's let her down.

I tried.

I really tried.

SQUELCHING

What's that noise?

I got my foot wet.

Lauren, don't get the carpet all wet, will you?

PHONE RINGS

Hi, have you got a minute?

Hello, Deals on Wheels. Oh, yeah, you all right, John?

Can you run me through those figures, please, mate?

I just wanted to ask you something. You saw my web page, right?

Yeah, I loved it.

OK. Well, obviously, I want to give letting properties a go.

And Billy said I couldn't do it on my own.

-And he's right.

-What, so you're teaming up with Billy?

No, are you kidding? I want to team up with you.

Me?

What do I know about letting flats?

Well, I'll teach you.

All right, mate. No worries, I'll call you back. Cheers.

Just think about it, we could be the two LBs.

That's an omen right there.

Yeah, thanks and everything, but I mean, I can't even do this right...

Yeah, I mean, I've got to say, she has got a point.

What do you know?

Seriously, Lucy, you'd be better off with Billy.

I brought it in for you.

So, what's in the package?

Come on, Sharon, I did you a favour.

Do you want me to pat you on the back and say, "Well done"?

So, it's all still down to me, is it?

Well, I didn't see anyone else waving a speech around.

Yeah, I didn't see you till halfway through the funeral,

so don't start taking it out on me.

I was going to make Dot guest of honour at the opening.

I was even going to get her to cut a ribbon.

She won't come within a million miles of the place now.

Good, she ain't bought a drink in years, has she?

Anyway, I did my bit, didn't I? Turned up, so now you owe me.

-I owe you?

-A promise is a promise.

Well, maybe you should try Shirley.

You think I didn't see you two cosying up in the crematorium?

-What are you talking about?

-Women notice everything.

-She came and sat down next to me.

-All that space and she ends up there?

What was I supposed to do, shove her away? She was crying.

Aw... Poor Shirley!

She was remembering Heather. I couldn't just slide away, could I?

You know, if I thought for one second that you still liked Shirley...

I mean, seriously, there's the bottom of the barrel,

and then there's her underneath it. So...

So, see this, this is us, Phil. You got that?

It's you and me and no-one else.

Say something.

The Albert.

Do you like it?

PHIL CHUCKLES

-I love it.

-You sure?

And I love who's holding it as well.

Later.

-Where are you going now?

-To sort your mess.

Tell me if you can't do this. I won't mind.

We can go back.

Oh!

I have to say, Mrs Branning,

this is the first time I've ever heard a request like this.

Unfortunately...

No, he ain't. No, I can sense him, he's waiting for me.

If you'd like to give me a minute.

-Is this one of your jokes?

-I wish it was.

And I know what you're going to say, but there was no stopping her.

They wouldn't allow it, they couldn't!

You say that now, but we know Mrs B when she wants something, don't we?

Yeah.

Mrs Branning?

DOT SOBS

Johnny?

Earlier, when I said you were, you know...

..with that builder... I don't know why I said what I did.

-I do.

-Now, Johnny...

-I'm not doing this, Mum! I'm not!

DOT SOBS

I'm so sorry...

I wanted to see him...

I never said goodbye to him...

You were there for him.

-Was I?

-You know you were.

And, more importantly,

Dad knew it as well.

DOT CRIES

I'm off to see Patrick.

Look, don't worry about it, it'll work itself out.

I was just going to see Dot,

wondered if anyone wanted to come with me?

Good luck with that.

Are you coming?

-Ian.

-No! OK?

We need to get the name sorted for the restaurant and the sign ordered.

We open in less than a month.

Ian, I've told you that needs to be a joint decision.

You can't do that without me.

Oh, dear, what's he done now?

The restaurant name.

Why don't you just do what I did with my company

and name it after yourself?

Beale's. There, problem solved.

-Well, I suppose it's all right.

-I like it.

Yeah, I bet you do!

Right, now we've finally decided on that,

-there's no reason you can't come and see Dot.

-No, I'm staying put.

Ian.

We'll save these for the next family picnic. What do you reckon?

MICK CHUCKLES

-Your mum...

-She send you in here?

Well, funnily enough, sometimes I do have my own thoughts.

And I'm having one right now.

And it's about you and it's about your mother...

and it's about the fact that I can't tell either of you how to behave.

Because I respect you both too much for that.

However...

I don't like an unhappy home.

I don't do friction.

I had enough of that with the old man.

So, I was hoping just...

you know, maybe one of you could do me a massive favour

and offer the old branch of the olive, you know?

Of course, that's going to take the more mature of the two.

Yeah. That ain't Mum, is it?

Which is why I'm standing in this kitchen.

No, it hurts, Dad.

The things she says.

I know.

I've got to be the adult, even though I did nothing wrong?

I'll leave that for you to decide. There's no pressure.

I'm sure you'll make the right decision.

That's not fair, that is total pressure, Dad. That is manipulation.

Ah! Can't believe you saw through me!

You are going to make one blinding little lawyer one day.

You know that, don't you?

Oh, no, thanks.

I haven't since I was a teenager behind the bike sheds.

You been over there yet?

No, I was just on my way now.

Got no idea what to say, though.

What if she never forgives us?

Then I will never forgive Ian.

Same goes for Phil.

Yeah. You're right.

I'll never forgive him either.

And you heard me say that.

Come on, Patrick, cheer up.

It'll all blow over.

Maybe you should leave him be for now.

Come on!

Put a smile on your miserable mug.

Leave it.

Patrick, lighten up!

Stop it.

I really wouldn't push it, Cora.

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

I SAID, STOP IT!

You know, you're a hard, thoughtless woman and I've had enough of you.

As soon as you've found somewhere to live, I want you to move out.

Now, if you'll excuse me I want to visit Dorothy,

because she's somebody who I do care about.

I did warn you.

So, basically, I've collected all the contacts from Butcher's Joints

-and various other bits of data.

-How did you do that?

Because I'm resourceful, that's what any new business needs.

You two? Seriously?

And these here are the names of all the property owners

that Janine had in her pending file,

so we just jump in there and broker all the deals.

Billy, I'd like to remind you, you work for me, not for her.

-Just ignore him.

-Fine, ignore me.

I'm sure it'll be a great success.

She don't need no double-glazing, thank you.

I'm here to see Dot.

-She ain't in.

-Then I'll go in and wait.

I wouldn't.

Shirley, maybe for once, this isn't about you and me.

I'm here for the same reason as you.

To make up for earlier.

Yeah, well, I'd still rather you waited out here.

Look, Shirley, why don't we just leave it, eh?

Fine. Have it your way. I'll come back later.

I hate goodbyes.

I don't know anyone who doesn't.

And I hate funerals.

Can't believe I'm agreeing with you.

All I could think about during that ceremony was Hev.

Where is she now,

and what happens to you when you finally shuffle off?

I'd love to see her again.

There's a few people I'd like to see an' all.

You put heart and soul into living and...

..in the end, it's not even worth it.

Well, maybe you should ditch the fags,

you'll be shuffling off before your time.

Was that concern I hear in your voice?

You're hearing things.

Do you ever wonder what your life would be like

if Dennis was still alive?

Dennis is none of your business.

It'd be different, though, wouldn't it?

You wouldn't be with Phil, that's for sure.

-And you would?

-Who knows.

No chance. I'll tell you that for nothing.

Was he like Phil?

Dennis?

I'm just asking.

He...

He was a good man.

It's always the good ones that go first, isn't it?

It's funny.

You meet someone else.

Someone completely different.

Me and Phil go way back. We've always had something special.

So, sorry to disappoint you, Shirley, I'm hanging on to him.

You do that.

Because I ain't interested.

I'm allowed in now, am I?

Well, we can be civil, can't we?

For now.

-I thought you promised us dinner?

-You still up for that?

Yeah. I mean, I've got a load of studying to do tonight,

but I'm up for it.

And... I managed to nick this back off you.

Don't open it till Sunday.

Course I won't!

-Here you are. Listen to this.

-Cheers.

Fatboy's just been in.

He said that Dot has gone back to the crematorium to see Nick.

-Like, physically see Nick.

-Did he try and stop her?

I don't know.

You weren't there, Roxy.

The crematorium was practically empty.

Everything about it was just awful.

Well, I'll forgive Dot for losing the plot, then.

She didn't lose the plot.

Everything she said was absolutely right.

And why not go back and see him if she wants to?

Letting go is the hardest thing you'll ever have to do.

You know what, maybe you shouldn't have gone today.

I know, I just thought maybe I could help in some way,

maybe say something that would...

But you can't! You can't, can you? There's nothing...

There's just nothing that helps. I know, I've tried.

I'm going to go.

Where you going?

-Come on, Ron.

-"Come on, Ron", what?

-You're going to see Stacey.

-Actually...

I thought you were going to drop all of this.

It's my birthday tomorrow, yeah?

So, if you were stuck on what to get me for a gift,

you could leave her well alone.

Now, that, that would be the perfect present, Ron.

I am going to see Dot, going to see if she's back yet.

Look, I'm not going to see Stacey. I promise!

Just stop worrying, all right? I'll see you later.

ROXY SIGHS

DOORBELL RINGS

Kids are meant to love their dad, right?

That's what you're supposed to do?

I suppose...

Right, well, I'm officially not loving him. Just so you know.

Come on, Luce?

The worst thing is that he's right.

I can't work with Billy Mitchell. It's a stupid idea.

-Then just don't do it.

-But I need someone!

You interested?

I mean, the whole thing's dead now, anyway.

So there's no point.

So, what, you're just going to give up after half a day?

If that's you, Luce, then you're right to stop.

That's not you, is it?

Well, someone say something?

-Well, I think sorry might be...

-Yeah, that's a good start, yeah.

And after that?

-Assuming she doesn't throw us out.

-Patrick?

What did you want to hear, when you first lost your Paul?

-His voice.

-But knowing you couldn't have that?

Didn't want anything.

You're right. You just want them back.

-That's the only thing in your head.

-But you just keep going, don't you?

Yep. I've got a sister.

-And I've got friends.

-Yeah. Is it enough?

It's never enough.

You too?

'Fraid so.

Don't get me wrong, I mean, I've very glad I've got you all.

Right, that's what we're going to do, then.

Offer what we can.

I'll go with that.

The main thing is that we don't leave

until we do what we came to do.

Totally agree.

So, when she asks why we're all here...

We just tell her.

Yeah. Plain and simple.

We're her friends.

It's ruined!

Well, you'll be able to buy plenty more soon enough.

You still want me?

Your dad's an idiot.

No, but he's not, though, is he? That's the whole point.

He's smart, Lucy, he knows stuff!

Come on, Lauren, this could be amazing!

I'm not going to fail, despite what everyone says,

this is going to work.

So, are you with me or not?

Mrs B... How did it, um...

Cup of tea?

Of course, it's just... I should...

That's not burning food you can smell. It's not.

It's not! It just seems that way.

They'll all be back, Mick, don't you worry about that.

Worry, L? Me? You know me better than that.

Was just wondering where Shirl's got to.

ALARM BEEPS

So sorry, Dot. We didn't want to surprise you.

But we couldn't just keep away.

So, you think that makes it better, do you, Sharon?

Well, I doubt my Nick would want you here,

so I suggest that you all go.

Dot, we messed up!

We turned out for you, Dot, I'm sorry we forgot Nick.

Well, in some ways it's understandable.

I mean, he wasn't everyone's favourite person, was he?

But he was your favourite person,

and we didn't give you or him enough respect.

We should have seen him through your eyes, not ours.

Bit late to come to that conclusion, ain't it?

No, Dot.

We're not here hoping that you'd forgive us, I mean, why should you?

It's just that if you could find something, anything at all

that was good about today, then we'd all like to share it.

So, you've come round here on the off chance of salvaging something?

-Well, you can't.

-Dot, please...

Sharing him weren't what I really wanted.

Because he was my Nick.

Nobody else's.

He was my Nick.

We're not going, Dot.

We're not, Dot.

-Dorothy.

-We're sorry.

And we're sorry that we can't think of anything else to say.

Arthur.

Put the kettle on?

We've got company.

-Are you sure about this?

-Yes!

You're definitely 100% sure?

Do you want to wash cars for the rest of your life?

All right, well, if you think that I can do it.

YES!

Celebrating?

Yes. Yes, we are.

I'll have a lemonade and whatever my partner's having.

Orange juice, please.

Luce, I made those calls...

And there's seven possibles who want to rent out their properties out.

-Oh, Billy's involved?

-Yeah.

-No.

What do you mean, no?

No. I thought it was a good idea but... No.

Thanks.

My dad might need somebody.

Back to frying chips, eh?

Let's hope it don't blow up in your face.

Thank you. Cheers!

Come on, Nan, you know he didn't mean it.

We don't need him anyway.

Erm, we?

I'm not leaving without you, Dexter.

-So, you sticking around?

-Yeah, I think so.

Maybe see you later.

How about definitely? We'll grab a drink one night.

Yeah, we could.

I don't like this. Lying to her, seeing how upset she is.

How do you think I feel?

Look, take this and we say no more.

I understand.

It's done.