16/05/2014 EastEnders

I hope you had a good night's sleep.

We've got a big day ahead of us.

Dad?

DOOR OPENS

Morning.

How's your hand today?

Nothing a bit of ice didn't sort.

I can't believe you hit him, Mick.

What was I supposed to do?

Just stand there while he upset Shirley?

I dread to think what state she's in today.

Yeah, well, just...

go easy on her today.

Just because Shirley and I don't always see eye to eye

don't mean I don't feel sorry for her.

Lee being away is one thing.

But, knowing I'd never see him again...

It don't bear thinking ab...

about.

Don't mind me.

Well, at least she's not drunk, I suppose.

You all right, Shirl?

I need to get some air.

Listen, I know the past few days have been a little bit

difficult for you...

So, how about putting all that negative energy

into something positive, eh?

-How?

-I'm thinking a theme night.

Something to cheer everyone up now that creep's behind bars.

Bingo? That's always a safe bet.

Or how about a slave auction?

We could give you a little budget... posters...

I'm sure Johnny will help you out on the laptop.

What do you think?

Stuff you, Linda.

Well, no-one can say I didn't try.

Cheers.

Bianca, are you free this lunch time?

We're...we're reopening the restaurant.

I'm sorry. I'm skint, ain't I?

This one's on me. It'd mean a lot to my dad.

Look...my mum's got a check-up at the hospital, ain't she?

Oh, of course. I understand.

-Sorry...but give your dad my best, yeah?

-Yeah, I will.

Alf, I don't suppose you've seen my dad, have you?

No, mate, no. Not since yesterday.

Well, spread the word.

We're reopening the restaurant at 1:00.

Brilliant. Your dad's going to be there, yeah?

Yeah, he'll be there.

KEYS RATTLE

Did Denny get off to school all right?

Yeah, yeah...Jay took him.

I'm sorry I had to rush. I had a rep in first thing.

Listen, um...I've been thinking.

I could take the afternoon off. Let Johnny set up.

And why's that then?

We've hardly seen each other these past few weeks.

Yeah, well I've got a business to run.

Oh, come on, Phil. I've said I'm sorry, haven't I?

Look, I'm sure Ben just needs a bit of time

to get his head around things, you know?

So, how about it?

We can pretend we're a couple of teenagers going on our first date.

Let's not get carried away.

-All right, well we'll meet outside the Vic at lunch, yeah?

-Yeah.

Play your cards right and I'll let you carry my school bag.

See you later.

I was starting to think you'd bailed on me.

Bobby rang to wish me good luck.

And Jane?

She's my business partner. We were supposed to be doing this together.

Well, you've got me, haven't you?

Come on, Dad. We agreed.

Today's a fresh start.

It's me and you, yeah?

Yeah.

Well...

..we've got to have you looking the part.

Come on.

Get in that kitchen, need to start prepping...

Thank you.

My dad?

Yeah, I just thought it'd be nice for Ian to have

a few friendly faces, you know?

Can I have a bottle of Vodka?

It's a bit early. Even for you.

Everything all right, Shirl?

Dean's back.

-Is he?

-Deano?

I said Dean, didn't I?

Came to see his old mum, he wanted a little trip down memory lane.

So, where is he now?

Cleared off. Cos he couldn't wait to get shot of me.

Come on, I'm sure that's not true.

Are you going to serve me or what?

Shirley, look. Really? Is that a good idea?

Well, I am over 18. Do you want to see some ID?

Mother of three.

You wouldn't know it to look at me, would you?

So, aren't you gonna ask me?

Ask you what?

How I stay in such good shape.

Denise...

I cleared off 14 years ago, never looked back.

-Best thing I ever did.

-Right. You know what, you're coming with me.

-What are you doing?

-Shabnam, hold the fort, will you?

-Gladly.

What makes you so damn perfect, Denise?

I don't see your two kids coming back to see you.

Right, you, you get yourself over the road

before I say something I'll regret.

-Did you get my text?

-Yeah.

-So, we're all right then, yeah?

-Mm-hmm.

It's just my head was all over the place.

You know, I didn't know what I was doing...

You don't need to explain yourself to me.

Was there something else?

It's just we're reopening the restaurant today

and I was kind of hoping you might be able to help out.

It's all right, I know you've probably got

-101 other things to do...

-What time do you want me?

-Can we meet at 12?

-Mm-hmm.

Ain't you got, like, buns to toast or something?

-Oh, yeah, sorry.

-Peter...

We're just friends, yeah?

Yeah.

He hates me.

He doesn't hate you. He's just angry, that's all.

I don't blame him. I mean, look at me.

-Who'd want me as a mother?

-Don't say that.

Everyone I ever get close to, Denise, I end up losing.

Hev...

Phil...

Dean's better off without me.

OK, so what about Carly, eh?

We have the odd chat now and again,

but we're not exactly plaiting each other's hair.

Do you want to know what I think?

No, I don't know what you think, Denise. Tell me.

I think you need to stop feeling sorry for yourself.

So what? Dean's got a bee in his bonnet.

But, do you want to know what I remember?

I remember that kid that was desperate to find his mum.

-And then I walked out on him.

-And he forgave you!

You know what else I remember?

There was a time, it was not so long ago...

..when the two of you, you had something really special.

There was this...a bond between the two of you.

Something that pulled the two of you together, Shirley...

And do you know what that is? It's cos you're his mum.

I'm not his mum.

-I'm just some woman that gave birth to him.

-Oh, that's rubbish.

All right, then. What about that video?

-What video?

-You know the one.

The one that Kevin took of you and the kids in the garden.

What about it?

You were happy.

OK, it may not have lasted long, but...

..you were a mum to those kids,

and they loved you for it.

So what? Dean's angry.

But that love...

that love...don't go anywhere.

Oh, come on, Mick. It'll really cheer her up seeing your face.

How many more times have I got to tell you?

I'm not Skyping a dog, babe.

Don't blame me if Lady Di doesn't recognise you

when she gets back.

-All right, Sharon? What can I get you?

-Just a small V&T, please.

How's Shirley getting on?

I've barely seen her. Any word from Dean?

He'll keep out of my way if he knows what's good for him.

Is Johnny around, Mick?

Yeah.

Bombhead! Sharon wants you.

Thanks, darling.

I suppose you've heard about Shirley?

I'm all ears.

Only the return of the prodigal son.

And?

I almost feel sorry for her.

What can I say?

Some people aren't cut out to be parents, are they?

-You rang?

-Yeah, I was wondering if you could get the bar

ready for opening. I promised Phil I'd take him out.

I've got an essay due first thing tomorrow.

All you got to do is bottle up and get the float ready.

He'd be happy to. Wouldn't you, love?

-Yeah...

-Oh, honestly. Kids today. No work ethic!

Thank you.

How does Phil seem to you?

Same as usual.

Has he said anything to you about Ben?

Not really, no.

Well, you two were really good friends, weren't you?

Yeah, a long time ago.

Well, it's strange he didn't try to get in touch, isn't it?

Still...probably for the best, eh?

Where've you been?

We open in less than an hour and I'm nowhere near prepped.

Just as well I brought back-up then, isn't it?

What do you mean?

Right...where do you want us?

Right, you two, can you get on slicing tomatoes and mushrooms?

Lauren...you've got neater handwriting, haven't you?

Yeah...can you write out the specials board for me?

-They're all listed on there... And, Denise...

-Yes, Chef?

You couldn't give the toilets a once over, could you?

Yeah, right. I'll get right on it.

Right. We can do this.

One hour, Dad.

One hour until the Beales are officially back in business.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Oh, you all right, Shirl?

-Bianca, I need to get something from your loft.

-Oh, I can't do it now.

I got to go and pick my mum up from the hospital. Sorry.

But I need it now.

You all right, Shirl?

I'll shut the door behind me, yeah?

Oh, I'm so sorry, I can't.

Please, Bianca...

We had a big clear out, Shirl, when Pat died.

To be honest, most of it went in the skip.

Sorry. I'm gonna be late.

Sorry, Shirl.

-Is now a good time?

-No, not really.

It's just I could do with talking to your dad.

It's going to have to wait, actually. We're really busy.

OK, um...

The coroner's released Lucy's body.

Mr Beale requested that a Les Coker on Turpin Road

make the necessary arrangements for her funeral.

When?

The body's due any time.

All right.

I'm sorry.

Do you have any idea what this is going to do to my dad?

Well, would it help if I talked to him?

No, no, you can't, actually.

I'll sort it.

-Peter!

-Look, you're gonna have to go.

Well, if there's anything we can do...

Yeah, I'll tell him to call you.

Emma?

What did she want?

-Oh, just an update on Jake.

-And?

She said he's being held on remand.

Yeah, but we knew that already.

How are we doing?

Yeah, ready when you are.

How did it go with Dean?

He'll be back.

Will you sit with me for a while?

I don't want to be on my own.

I thought we were meeting outside the Vic?

Shirley...

Look, I'm sorry to hear things didn't work out with your son.

You don't mind if I steal him, do you?

We've got a lunch date.

What did that police officer want?

You know, I've been thinking...

Do you want to work here full-time?

Peter, come on...it's me, remember?

It's Lucy.

What about her?

They've released her body.

Does your dad know?

No, I can't.

Come on, you've got to tell him.

Do you know how hard it was getting him back in that kitchen?

I just want to give him one day, Lauren.

One day when he doesn't have to be the man whose daughter was killed.

Promise me you won't say anything.

I promise.

Right, this is it. Our 30 second countdown.

Peter, do you... do you mind if I do this?

Of course not.

This one's for you, love.

Well, look, I'm sure when everyone knows it's open

it's going to pick up, darling.

Dad...

-Keep smiling.

-I'm trying. Hey.

All right, we're here now. Where do you want us?

Don't just stand there. We've got customers, go on!

I could eat a scabby horse right now.

Well, today's specials are on the board.

As long as it comes with chips I don't care what animal it is.

I wouldn't joke about that.

It's been weeks since we've seen that bulldog.

Thank you.

Welcome back.

She's a big girl.

I should've been there for her.

You almost knocked the boy out!

I'm not talking about yesterday.

Maybe it's for the best.

How do you mean?

Dean can get on with his life and she can get on with hers.

You can't fix everything, Mick.

-Have you seen this?

-Yes, I know.

-Have you seen this?

-Yes!

7.50 for a burger? What is it? Ostrich?

Shut up, remember we're here for Ian, all right?

Here he is. The man of the hour.

It's good to have you back, Ian.

Yeah, Terry's right. It hasn't been the same without you.

Barking out orders in the caff. Whinging about the wheelie bins...

And making poor little Marie cry. And as for Billy,

might want to watch him...he's been giving extra portions in the chippy.

And I heard last week he slipped Roxy a free saveloy.

I'll have a word.

Here you go, Sharon. One deluxe with avocado but no bacon,

and, Phil, for you, one deluxe with no avocado, no bacon, and no relish.

You know me, Ian. A man of simple tastes.

Well, I must say...

it's nice to see you two are getting along so well.

I'd hardly call it a bromance.

-He's still a weasel.

-Oi.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

-Mas...

-Ian...

-Masood, I...

-Ian...

Good job today.

Thank you.

It really is a credit to you.

Lucy would be very proud.

So, am I going to have to ask Lauren...

or are you going to tell me why Emma was here?

ALARM BEEPS

What? 7-6...

ALARM GOES OFF

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

-Well, go on. Answer it.

-No, I promised.

Answer it or it goes through the window.

Johnny... No, no, calm down. I'm coming over.

Phil, I'm so sorry.

Just go. Just go.

Look, this one's on me, OK, babe? Sorry, darling.

I don't know how he even manages to get up in the morning.

Because life has to go on.

Proud of you.

I'm only here to support Denise and Peter.

-How's your meal everyone?

-Good.

I mean, for what is essentially a veggie patty in a bun...

you've really excelled yourself.

Hey, Ian. Blinding bit of grub, mate.

Oi, slaphead, if Kat asks, right...

I just had the one course, all right?

I don't envy being you at the moment. Shelling out twice.

Shut up, it's gonna be brilliant.

I'll have Kat and Alfie junior in my arms, twins, with matching outfits.

Alf...

Ian, I'm sorry, mate. I wasn't thinking.

You can't keep something like this from him.

You've got to tell him.

Tell him what?

Well, it's just...

Peter didn't want to ruin your big day.

Well, go on, tell me. What?

They've released Lucy's body.

Dad!

Ian...

Phil, you better come. It's Shirley.

Come on, Shirl. Come on. Let's get you up.

Let's get you back to mine.

What more can I do, eh, Phil?

How many more times do I have to say that I'm sorry?

Just forget him. Forget him, Shirl.

And it's easy as that, is it?

What's Ben...a distant memory?

We used to be happy once.

It was a long time ago before I ruined it.

I need to see it.

See what?

My little Jimbo.

-Jay, you got any idea what she's talking about?

-No.

I need to know, Phil.

Know what?

That I didn't always get it wrong.

-I was going to tell you.

-When exactly?

As soon as today was over.

Right, so I've been over in that restaurant

chopping veg and flipping burgers...

That's my little girl, Peter.

I'm sorry, Mr Beale. I was just having a spot of lunch.

Where is she?

Lucy's in our chapel of rest.

Can I see her?

Of course.

Follow me.

Just...give me a minute.

I can't believe you bribed Tiff.

Yeah, well, I reckon it was money well spent, don't you?

A couple of old Tonka toys. Some Jam records...

and this.

What you was looking for.

Now, get yourself home.

Tidy yourself up.

Cos, Shirley, you're better than this.

Shirl...what're you doing?

I just thought...

I'm doing this because I want to help you. Nothing more.

You take as long as you need.

Perhaps it would be better, Mr Beale,

if you came back tomorrow...

..when you've had a chance to gather your thoughts.

I understand how difficult this must be, Mr Beale.

Our job is to take some of that burden away from you.

I'm sorry.

You should've told me.

You were so focused on today. I didn't want to spoil it.

-You think any of this matters?

-It has to.

Why?

Because it's all we've got. We have to look forward, Dad.

Or else...

Or else what?

Or else we're just stuck here. For ever.

Like life's just stood still.

I can't do it, OK?

I can't just let her go.

You don't have to.

All I want is for us to start living again.

If not now, then when?

A week...a month...a year?

When are we allowed to breathe again?

You think I'm not hurting, too?

You think I don't lie awake at night wishing it was me in there,

not her?

She was my twin, Dad.

You might've lost your daughter.

I lost the other half of me.

'Oh, Jimbo, do that again. That was great!

'Come up to the camera and do your kick.

'Do it like, um...

'Do it like you's Bruce Lee.'

'Do you want a cup of tea?

'Yes, please. I want two cups of tea and I want some sausages.'

'Who's your daddy? Who's your daddy?'

I'm sorry.

What've you got to be sorry for, eh?

-'He wants baked beans!

-Don't want beans! You know what beans do!

-'Do it again, Jimbo.

-Start again. Run and do a kick, go on.

'Show Daddy.'

I don't care what you say, L.

I'm going to find that little melt and I'm going to bring him home.

'You know what beans do!

-'Do it again, Jimbo.

-Start again. Run and do a kick, go on.

-'Show Daddy.

-That's good.'

Just call if you need anything.

You never did like the dark.

I'm here now.