22/04/2014 EastEnders

She was discovered this morning, on Walford Common.

No, you...

No, you've got it wrong.

You've got the wrong house or the wrong girl or something.

Lucy was stood there, yesterday,

just right where you're standing.

Phone your station and check, all right?

Why are you just standing there?

Check. You've got it wrong.

We're very sorry.

Don't be sorry, all right?

Lucy's, I don't know... She's somewhere else -

she's at a friend's house or something.

Look, you said "believe", all right? You don't KNOW.

It IS her, Mr Beale.

No, it isn't. I haven't had a phone call to go and identify her, or...

Her fingerprints match those that we have on record.

Lucy Beale, 45 Albert Square.

Date of birth, 9th of December, 1993.

HE SOBS

PHONE RINGS

Erm... Who's Denise?

Is that your partner?

Would you like us to answer it for you, Mr Beale?

RINGING STOPS

What happened?

We're keeping all our options open at the minute.

You must have some idea.

We think that she might have been a victim of a robbery,

her purse and her phone weren't with her. But it's too early to say.

Is there anyone that you'd like us to contact?

It can help to have someone with you.

Have you seen her?

No.

Have you?

Not personally, no. But my colleagues have.

Where? At the...

At the common.

Is that where she is now? Where is she?

She's been taken to the mortuary.

I want to see her.

That isn't something that we would advise immediately.

Why not?

The forensic officers need time to recover evidence.

And is that what they're doing now?

(Yeah.)

When will they be done?

It's hard to say.

-Can you find out?

-It's important that we take our time and do things properly...

I want to see my daughter!

I'll give the mortuary technician a call, see how things are going.

Thank you.

Just so you know, I'm Emma.

I'm the FLO - Family Liaison Officer.

I'll be your first port of call throughout the investigation.

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Hello.

Hey.

I thought you were in the bedroom.

Is Stan's coat more comfy?

Wee on it if you like.

Here, come on. Good girl.

Good girl.

You happy now, Your Majesty?

No. You're not, are you?

You're not happy at all.

I'm afraid they won't be done for at least another couple of hours.

I will be able to see her today, though?

We can't make any promises. I mean, it's...

It's four now, they finish up at six.

Seeing the body so soon can be difficult, Mr Beale.

Perhaps it would be useful to concentrate

on talking to your family at this stage.

I'm not talking to anybody about anything

until I've seen my daughter.

-Whoa!

-Why did you go that way?

I'm sorry, man. Listen, whose drink was that anyway?

Lucy's.

-Is she coming or what?

-I don't know.

She'll be here.

Line her up her next thing, then, Nancy.

Vodka and tonic, yeah?

I must have called her 10 or 12 times.

I thought she didn't want to speak to me.

Where is she?

Walford Mortuary.

Sorry. Yeah, you said, didn't you?

It's OK.

Whereabouts on the common?

Towards the north-east footpath.

By the flats?

Not far.

Was she...

Was she there all night?

She might have been.

We're still trying to establish her movements prior to being found.

Was she dressed?

Yes, she was.

Do they, um...

Do they know what happened exactly?

Mr Beale, the details at this point are very vague...

I want to know.

Was she...

stabbed or something?

There's not many details,

but there was trauma to the head.

We really would suggest that you contact someone to be here with you.

I don't want anyone. I just need to go upstairs.

Of course.

But we will need to take a close look at her room in due course,

so we would ask you to leave Lucy's room as it is, please.

Every time it comes round I dread it more and more.

You can't wrap them in cotton wool.

That'd just be weird.

-You might want to get upstairs.

-Why?

-The dog's waters have broken.

-I knew it!

Teen, Lee, Nance, hold the fort!

She's having them now, Dad!

Yeah, on my bleeding coat! How did she get hold of it?

All right, all right, sweetheart, don't worry.

What do we do? What do we do?

I've got towels and I've got hot water.

What do you want to do, give her a spa treatment? Go call the vet!

No time. Them pups are coming now.

Oh. I can see a nose!

Someone needs to deliver them.

-You must've done this before, Dad. No?

-I'm on crutches, aren't I!

Besides, I've got liver and bacon in the oven.

-It'll put me off.

-Are you winding me up?

Let Mother Nature take her course.

It's out of hours, Mick. No-one's answering.

Johnny, you stand by with the towels. And, Mick, go away.

OK. Yep. Um, so...

You... You know what you're doing, then, yeah?

I went on a crash course on Wikipedia,

on dog whelping - on my phone, five minutes ago.

-Oh, an expert, then(!)

-Linda, if you want to get

dog placenta all over your hands, be my guest.

-She's, um...

-Lie down.

She's panting a lot, ain't she?

Mick, she's having five kids. So would you.

All right, darling.

We'll get you all nice and comfortable now, yeah?

Settle you down.

Now, we're all going to be quiet. And, Mick...

keep your mouth shut.

Mr Beale?

The technician's just called.

We can go now if you'd still like to.

Seeing her tomorrow might give you a bit more time

to take in what's happened.

It'll give you a chance to talk to your partner,

who might want to come with you.

Let's just go.

You ready?

Mr Beale.

Peter. Where's your dad?

He left here a couple of hours ago.

-What do you mean he kicked off?

-Ian said they'd had words,

but then he said he was going to come straight back here.

Peter, you just stay where you are, me and Denise'll try and find him.

Any news?

I ain't been listening.

I hope everything's all right.

Is there a pup there, Shirl, or what?

Mick, just shut up.

Stroke her, Johnny.

(Good girl.)

We've got a little boy!

It's a boy, L, look.

-A boy. A little boy!

-It's a boy.

Good girl.

OK, listen up now - if it's a girl we're going to have a shot of gin,

if it's a boy we're having scotch.

-What if she has 101 pups?

-Oh, shut up!

-We'll have a good night, then, won't we?

-Exactly!

Lady Di's had a little boy!

THEY CHEER

To that little pup's very good health!

Good health!

Ian?

I don't get it. He said he was going over to Max's

then he was going to come straight over to the restaurant.

Something's going on.

Here, Denise...

The police have been here.

They're just finishing up. Shouldn't be long now.

PHONE RINGS

Hiya.

Ian. I'm with Denise. We found a police card.

Is everything all right?

No. I...

I can't talk at the moment.

Listen, are you at mine?

Right. Just stay there and I'll be back in a bit.

What's your name again?

Emma.

Tough job, yours.

It can be.

But we're here to support you and the investigation.

Are you from Walford?

No, Clapham.

But I know Walford pretty well.

My gran used to live over by the canal.

Oh, right. Whereabouts?

-Do you know Cavendish Road?

-Yeah, the old bombsite.

Yeah, that's it.

Yeah, my gran had a friend she used to go and visit over there - Dolly.

She used to go on the 764 and they'd go out to bingo together.

Years ago.

They used to go to a place just off the, erm...high street.

I think it used to be a cinema.

The Empire?

Yeah, that's the one. The one that's been boarded up 20 years or so.

-Yeah.

-Don't know why they haven't knocked it down.

Probably cos it's listed or something.

-A lot of those old buildings are.

-Yeah, most of them are.

OK.

Do you need a moment?

No.

I just need this to be a dream.

Remember, we can do this another day.

HE CHOKES AND SOBS

Here, Phil! Listen up, mate,

I've got some names sorted out for the first two bulldogs

but I'm struggling on the third.

You ain't got a secret brother stashed away, have you?

-Boy and a girl.

-Blinding! Right.

-You might want to hold off on the gin.

-Why?

She never made it.

-Aw, that's a shame.

-Where are they?

In the living room.

Where you going?

How's she looking?

Not too clever.

Give her to me.

She's the runt, Phil, I don't think...

Just give her to me. Come on.

Come on.

There.

There we go.

There we go.

Hey.

What time do you make it?

Half past seven.

What's your gut feeling?

Something's happened with Lucy.

Arrested?

I mean, Ian said that Lucy had some problems.

He didn't say what, though.

I don't know whether to go and get the kids or...

wait until we hear.

Well, we wait for now.

I mean, it can't be anything serious, can it? He would've said.

Yeah. Let's not think the worst, eh?

Four out of five ain't bad.

Its heart's still beating. Come on.

Come on.

What're you doing?

Clearing her airways.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

HE LAUGHS

Phil!

I know it's silly,

but it takes you back to when you had your own, don't it?

Yeah. Yeah, it does.

Is that the pup?

Yeah...

-There's always a lazy one.

-You saved her!

-How did you do that?!

Saw the old man do it a few times with the greyhounds.

Thanks, Phil.

You know what?

Sometimes life's bloody marvellous, ain't it, eh?

What happens now? Do you stay with me?

Not if you don't want me to.

Jane and Denise are inside.

You've got my number. If you need anything, give me a call.

I'll be back tomorrow, OK?

DOOR RATTLES

Ian.

DOOR OPENS

Ian?

What is it? What's happened?

Let's get him inside.

What's happened?

Lucy died.

What you all moping about for?

Lady Di's the proud mum to five beautiful pups!

-We thought you'd lost one?

-Don't be so stupid!

Old Doctor Doolittle here worked his magic, didn't ya?

What did you do, Phil?

I, erm...

talked to the animals!

THEY LAUGH

Right. We've got some babies' heads to wet. Drinks on the house!

THEY CHEER

Well done, babe.

You've been looking at him with twinkly eyes all day.

It's probably my cataracts, Aunt Babe.

That's the thing about miseries like you.

When they sparkle it's like fireworks night.

You and him got an history?

It was like fireworks night.

When it blew up in my face.

Still something there, though, am I right?

What time are you clearing off?

A little girl was out walking with her grandad and...

..and she found Lucy.

Poor little thing.

The police have asked if we don't go into Lucy's room.

They... They need to have a look in there.

This is unreal.

Ian, the kids...

Oh, God, Peter.

Where are they?

Bobby and Cindy are with Masood

and the last time I spoke to Peter, he was in the pub.

He's waiting for his sister.

Do you want me to go and get them?

Bobby and Cindy first.

Thanks, Jane.

RUMBLE OF THUNDER

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER

I fell in love with that girl the minute she was born.

She came out screaming.

Punching the air, annoyed with the world.

But then I...

held her in my arms.

And she was good as gold.

I tell you, to see her...

To see her lying there...

Gone.

That was my beautiful Lucy Lou.

She was.

I don't have the ability to get through this.

You have always done your best.

I thought telling them that their mum had died

was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do.

This?

How am I going to do this?

I keep thinking of her...

-..lying out there on the common.

-Don't.

-All night.

-Don't.

-In the cold and damp.

-Don't!

DOOR OPENS

What's wrong?

Um...

Take your coats off, guys. There's...

There's something I've got to talk to you about.

-Can I watch telly?

-Um...

Maybe in a bit, yeah.

Just sit yourselves down.

Come on, sit down.

You're right, there is...

something wrong.

I really...don't know how to say this...

other than Lucy's died.

THE CHILDREN SOB

It happened last night and...

THEY SOB

Shh, shh... Just listen.

It's OK...

THEY SOB

Come here, son.

One more to tell.

LAUGHING AND SQUEALING

Feel it?

Yes! I felt them kick! KAT LAUGHS

Peter, your dad's back.

What is it?

Not here.

Come home, son.

CHATTER STOPS

Dad?

Dad, what is it? What is it? Why can't you just tell me?

Dad? What?

Don't.

No. Just... What is it?

What is it?

It's Lucy!

No.

No. No, don't say it...

Don't say it. Please don't say it.

She's gone.

She's gone?

-I'm sorry, Peter.

-She's gone...?

No, no...

NO!

NO!

HE YELLS

HE WAILS