15/05/2014 EastEnders

Dean.

Now, you must be my uncle Mick and aunt Linda.

Dean!

-Bit bigger than when I last saw you.

-Yeah, well, 15 years will do that.

I'm Johnny.

All right?

Carters behind the bar in the Vic - it's a sight for sore eyes.

Who's got their phone? We should capture the moment.

A family reunion.

I'm sorry. I just, erm...

It's OK.

No, I shouldn't... I shouldn't have done that.

That was stupid.

You know, you're going through so much.

No, I'm sorry.

Stop saying sorry.

OK? We're just...

We're both just trying to cope.

And you're upset.

I understand.

Dean, let me get you a drink.

Mick, get him a drink, please.

Lager? No, vodka and coke.

-Yeah, vodka and coke, yeah?

-I tell you what...

It's great to finally meet yous.

And us you.

Let me get you that drink.

A vodka-coke, yeah?

No. No, I don't drink vodka any more.

I've seen what it does to people.

I'll have a lager.

Actually, Mick, make that a top.

Grandad's told me a little bit about you, but not a lot.

Yeah. He ain't said much about you either.

-It's funny that.

-So, are you going to stay?

-We could make you a bed up somewhere.

-Yeah.

-You could go in with Johnny or something.

-Yeah, no worries.

Thank you, but it's a flying visit.

I hear you're the brains of the family.

-Oh, I don't know about that!

-University's a big deal.

Must get that from your side.

He works hard!

Why don't you both go upstairs?

We'll take our drinks with us, yeah?

Yeah, you and your mum, you must have a lot to talk about.

Mum?

I don't have a mum.

When I phoned to see if I could get Ben to sort a visiting order

they told me he was paroled to a halfway house.

Well, where is it?

They don't have to say. All I managed to get from them

is it's in London.

Ritchie?

I'll let you know if I hear anything.

What did she want?

Nothing.

Peter, it's me.

I get it.

It's just been really crazy.

It's going to get easier.

Try and tell that to my dad.

You need to talk to him, then.

I can't. He's hurting so much right now.

And I don't know what to say.

It's not me he needs.

Yes, it is.

You've got to stop beating yourself up, Peter.

He loves you.

And right now he needs you more than ever.

And you need him.

He wouldn't even look at me.

I know.

You OK?

Has he gone?

No.

We can cope down there, so...

you don't need to rush back down.

I should go.

Hold up a minute. Hold up!

That's your boy, downstairs, in our gaff -

you run away now

and you're going to prove everything he thinks about you.

You lied to me.

You said she wasn't going to be here.

I wanted you to come to see if you could put the past behind you.

Your mum, she's done some stupid, bad things.

And I know because I done the same.

And, God forgive me, if I could turn back the clock...

But, like us all here,

she's your family.

Talk to her.

I should have seen...

I should have protected her.

HE SOBS

Denny! Mummy's off to work now. You be good.

I won't be long, Phil.

Are you sure everything's all right?

Yeah, fine.

Right. Well, I'll see you later.

-Here, I'll do that.

-No.

I'm doing it.

I don't understand why you won't just talk to her, she's your mum.

The thing is, we're a little bit beyond a kiss and a cuddle.

It's not for us to get involved, Johnny.

Yeah, but she can't put things right if you don't let her, can she?

Just saying.

I'm just saying!

I know there's a mountain to climb, boy, I get it.

But you should go up there and see her.

I should have tickets to the World Cup next month,

-but that's not going to happen either.

-That's it, is it?

You're just going to sit there dishing out the wisecracks? Well, it don't wash with me, son.

I know you need to lash out at her.

Well, then, go up there and tell her.

Tell her what a cow she's been,

tell her what a rubbish mum.

This is your chance to...

Don't leave it till you're an old man

with so many regrets that you can't even sleep at night.

He stood there, in front of all those people.

And said, "I ain't got a mum."

But he has got one.

And you need to step up.

This is what you've wanted for so long.

Not like this.

But this is what you've got.

And you got a choice.

You can stay up here

and moan about him disappearing out your life again,

or you can go down...

and fight for him.

If you walk away now, you might not get another chance.

-Hiya.

-All right?

I thought I was seeing you later.

-I texted you to say I was on my way.

-PHIL'S VOICE RAISED ON PHONE

-Jay, hello and a kiss would be nice.

-I'm sorry.

It's Phil. We've had some family stuff.

'I want that address.'

Well, get them to tell you.

Ritchie, I'm his dad, ain't I?

Thanks for nothing.

You stay here and... keep an eye on Dennis, will you?

-Well, where you going?

-To find Ben.

-They won't tell you.

-Yeah, well, maybe they won't.

But I know people who will.

Phil reckons I should...open up.

I saw Denise.

She said you spoke to him.

Pull myself together, carry on.

Because it's that easy to just move on, isn't it?

You know, I remember when...

your mum took you and Steven away from me.

I'd never felt such pain.

Little Lucy, she, erm...

She used to say to me,

"Where's Peter? Where's he gone? When's he..."

"When's he coming back?"

And then she'd just cry.

And I'd say to her, "It's all right."

"Peter's just gone to see... Mummy for a bit

"and he'll be... He'll be back, so don't make a fuss,

"just be a big girl, because Peter's coming back."

Because I knew you would.

I knew you'd come back, I knew I'd find you...

and I knew I'd hold you in my arms again.

And I did, didn't I?

Yeah.

I can't do that with Lucy.

I can't go and find her and bring her back, can I?

Because I'm...

I'm never going to hold her in my arms again.

TEXT MESSAGE ALERT

You all right?

He's back.

-What do you mean?

-In there.

Who?

Dean.

-He just come walking in. And...

-TEXT MESSAGE ALERT

So why ain't you in there?

He won't even look at me.

So you're hiding out here?

My own son won't even talk to me!

At least you know where your son is, don't you?

You've whinged on long enough about trying to put things right.

You messed up last time he was here,

you going to let that happen again? Eh?

Or does hiding out here save you...

from facing up to what you've done

and finally doing something about it?

But they're not allowed to tell him where he is.

I know that, and you know that.

But try telling Phil that.

I can't believe Ben hasn't called you.

All right, guys. You want to... Do you want to help me finish this?

I've messed up.

I've really, really messed up.

Stick that in the bin.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

-You've got nothing to be sorry for.

-No... I'm the dad.

I should be the strong one.

I'll tell you what,

maybe I should take a leaf out of Phil's book, you know.

-Grit my teeth...

-HE GROWLS

..and turn purple when I'm angry.

It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or says.

It's just me and you now.

And we can do this.

The funeral.

The court case.

And this place.

It's not going to be easy.

That's why...

I think I know what we need to do.

Maybe we should let this place go.

Oh, don't be silly. You're family, after all.

Thank you.

Darling, what you doing down here?

You must be Nancy.

I'm fine.

You should be in bed. Back upstairs.

Oi, what, do I know you?

This is your cousin,, Dean.

I'll let your mum fill in the blanks.

You could have gone by now,

but you haven't.

Makes me think you know you've got a chance here.

I don't want a chance here.

Listen, all that stuff that happened a few weeks back with the Old Bill?

I've realised it's a mug's game.

I've found myself some barber work close by.

-A proper job.

-Yeah, well, you wanted me to go straight, so I am.

Get some pennies coming in.

All the more reason why you should make a fresh start with your mum.

You don't get it, do you?

It's not going to happen.

I took the rap for you. Took the blame.

You give your mum a chance

because you owe me.

Talk of the devil.

-You and me are going to talk.

-Yeah, well, fortunately

the days where you could tell me what to do are long gone.

-Not in here.

-I'm not going nowhere till we talk.

I mean, I know he needs to spend time with his dad and everything,

but what if he actually means we've broken up?

Why would he?

Because Peter thinks I'm a waste of space.

He doesn't think that, and if he does then he's mad.

Yeah, he loves you.

Abi, I sold a story to the paper about his dead sister.

Well, yeah, that wasn't the best thing to do, was it?

Well, it wasn't her fault that they twisted it around.

He says we're on a break and everything, but...

what if he's actually moved out.

I mean, what if he's actually said all this stuff about his dad

just to shut me up.

-Well, he is going through a lot at the moment, isn't he? So maybe just give him some room.

-Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, but what if he doesn't love me any more, eh?

He does love you. Why wouldn't he?

You reckon?

Look, if he says he's coming back, then he's coming back.

All right, don't build this into something it's not.

Peter's straight, he's a decent boy.

Dean, please.

Do you seriously want to do this?

Do you really want me to spell it out to you

in front of everyone here?

Cos I can, I can do that.

Well, do you lot want to hear it?

Do you want to hear what a fantastic mother this woman was to me?

Where should I start?

How about Jimbo? That's as good a place as any.

Jimbo was my brother that she abandoned and left to die.

And what did you think?

That you could just wipe away all the sick things you've ever done with one cosy little chat?

-Nah.

-Please, Dean, I know that you hate me, but...

I don't hate you.

I'm past hating you.

You're nothing to me.

-I just want to make things right, you're my baby boy.

-Your baby?

You turned your back on me.

You let them drag me to court

-knowing I was going to get sent down.

-What? I couldn't...

I couldn't...

I thought I was doing the right thing.

-THE RIGHT THING?!

-Oi. Slow down!

-Can't you just talk?

-Every day I was inside, I waited for them to come to my cell.

I waited for those animals to make my life a living hell,

so don't you DARE talk to me about doing the right thing.

-I said slow down.

-You've never done the right thing.

-Show your mum some respect.

-Jimbo, Carly, lying to us about our dad.

Screwing my dad over. Everything you've ever done has been about you

cos you're a selfish, twisted, evil cow

and I wish you were dead!

-ALL GASP

-That's enough!

-Mick...

-Say sorry to your mum

or I swear the next time I put you down you'll never get up.

-Are you sure?

-Enough! This stops now.

I think it's best I leave.

-You coming or not?

-This is YOUR family.

It's me or them. If I go, that's it.

Then don't go.

Stay.

-Get off.

-Just a bit...

-DOOR CLICKS

-No, we don't want any. Sh!

What the hell is going on? Eh?

I'm out there trying to find Ben and you're in here just getting smashed, ain't you?

-We're not smashed.

-Were you going on about Ben?

-Look at the state of you, will you?

-No, we're not doing anything wrong, I promise.

-Just get out, all right? Come on, out. Out!

Gimme that.

Did he... Did he just say something about Ben?

-It's nothing. Phil wanted to visit, but Ben won't see him.

-Oh!

Are you going to be all right?

Yeah, he's just letting off a bit of steam.

Right, you go out, make sure she gets home all right.

So...the people you know, they couldn't tell you where he was?

Yeah, yeah, they told me.

So, you've found him?

A screw at the prison said that he went to a halfway house in Hackney,

but that he'd... He'd already gone.

Well, where's he gone?

I don't know.

He reckoned the staff was glad to see the back of him.

Well, at least you know he's out.

And he can't even be bothered to give his old man a ring.

Dean...

Please, don't go.

We can make this right, you're my little boy.

That stupid little boy that used to think his mum loved him is gone.

-But I do love you.

-Yeah, well, you left it too late.

-You left it all too late.

-Shirl...

Let him go.

Shirl.

DEAN!

DEAN!

DEAN!

DEAN!

-All he had to do was phone me.

-Well, he's only just got out.

You know if... If he'd have just called and said,

"Dad, I need a bit of time" I could have handled that.

Well, maybe that's what he is doing, getting his head together.

-All I've ever done is let him down.

-That's not true.

-Ben's made his own choices.

-Yeah, because I drove him to it.

I kept pushing and pushing him, just like my old man did to me, and now, now...

-..he don't want anything to do with me, does he?

-You don't know that.

Ben just got lost

and he didn't know how to tell you what he thought.

-Mm. Because I never let him.

-It wasn't like that, was it?

And I'm out there telling Shirley how to not mess things up with her son!

Two years...

Two years I've been waiting for this second chance with him.

And you're going to get that second chance...

one day, because Ben, he WILL come home.

I'm sure of it.

This place is wrong.

If we carry on and... open up, it's...

It's like we're forgetting her.

But you're not forgetting her. We never will.

Peter, your sister...

..died hating me. OK so why? Why drag this on?

She didn't hate you. So you had a fight. So what?

Doesn't mean that she hated you.

What about all the other times?

All the great times you had with her.

That's what you've got to grab onto, Dad.

That's what we've got to remember...

..her smile.

Her laughing.

That's Lucy. Not some row that means absolutely nothing.

And you really think that closing this place is what she'd want?

It would break her heart, Dad.

She's gone.

And...

..she's not coming back.

But I know for a fact,

that the last thing she would want is for you to give this place up.

We've got to move on.

And I'm going to be there for you, Dad.

We open up, we make this work.

And not just because of Lucy...

..because of us.

-DOOR BANGS

-Oh, sorry.

Everything just snowballed.

We had a load of people in from some office.

Credit cards behind the bar, couldn't stop drinking.

-So, how's Denny been?

-Yeah, he's been fine.

Good. Right, I better make myself a coffee.

Oh, you know, it was such a good atmosphere in there.

That's what it's all about - making it a place people want to go.

Word of mouth. You can't put a price on that sort of advertising.

What?

You been drinking?

What? Well, no, I had one as I was finishing up, but...

Ben's been out of prison for over a month and he ain't been in touch.

-Is that why Ritchie was here?

-Yeah, like you care.

Why didn't you say anything?

-You'd have taken the day off, would you?

-Well, of course, I...

I'm sorry, babe.

Just forget it.

-Well, no, if I'd known, I wouldn't have...

-It don't matter.

Well, of course it matters.

Look, I'm sorry he's not been in touch, but...

Well, he's Ben.

I mean, who knows what he's thinking?

Well, him not wanting to get in touch and come home, well...

I know it's hard, but maybe it's for the best.

But we want him back.

Well, yes, of course, I didn't mean it like that, it's...

I mean, he obviously needs a bit of time.

Look, I didn't mean it how it sounded.

If I'd have known...

I'd have stayed, you know I would have.

Come on, babe. Don't be cross with me.

HE SIGHS

Hello. Yeah, your dad knows.

No, no, he don't know where you are. But listen, come home now, eh?

No, no, he don't know I've seen you.

It wasn't what I wanted.

I called him so that you and he could talk.

Well, you heard what I said to Dean. I just want us all to be a family.

You had to stick your oar in, didn't you? Churn everything up.

This is all your fault!

Jane reckoned how I...had this place before wasn't very me.

She was right.

Beales.

Beales.

MOBILE PHONE JINGLE

I was trying to help.

You don't know when to switch off, do you?

Always looking for somewhere else to dig the knife in.

For crying out loud, I tried to do the right thing.

-You have destroyed my life!

-I wanted you to see your boy.

No. All you've ever wanted to do is to hurt me.

You are an evil, cancerous, mean old man.

Gnawing away, rotting!

You really want to play this game, do you?

Keep pushing me.

All right, carry on. We'll see what happens.

You can't damage me or Dean any more than you already have.

I'm not talking about you and Dean.

I'm talking about lying to Mick for you.

About the bath, the drowning.

How his mother...couldn't cope and tried to kill him.

But...we know the truth, don't we, girl?

You and me.

We know.