30/06/2014 EastEnders

Ooh, no brown ones, that makes a change.

How're you feeling about today?

Bit embarrassed.

The last time I saw that consultant I ran off, do you remember?

He knows you weren't in the right head space.

-They going to give you a date for your operation today?

-Hope so.

If it's in a few weeks I'm going to ask Ian if I can get my job back.

You know, do a few extra shifts before I go in.

You shouldn't worrying about work, you need to rest.

It's serving meals, not laying bricks.

Anyway, you shouldn't be baby-sitting me, you should be at the stall.

Mo's on the stall. I'm coming with you. It's important.

-Well, so is the stall.

-You can argue with me as much as you like,

I'm coming and that's that, all right?

Are you lot not up yet?

Shouldn't you be on the stall?

All right, sweetheart, just waiting for a delivery of new stock.

-I got Mo to set up.

-But she's already covering for me and Bianca.

I know, but it'll be here in a minute and once it's here I'll go sort it.

It's not a problem.

Where did you get the money for the new stock?

Kat, listen, listen, listen... it's an investment, all right?

That was our last £70!

I know, but with what we've bought we're going to clean up.

But you ain't even sold the clothes you've got.

-Yes, but this ain't clothes.

-What have you done?

-OK, it's a surprise, but I found a gap in the market...

-Here we go.

No, it's going to dig us out of a hole.

HORN HONKS Oh, I've got to go. That's him now.

Listen, I'll talk to you later, sweetheart, all right?

Put your swollen ankles up.

Nice one. I don't like my eggs too runny.

It's for Tina. She needs to be on her game this morning.

She's got her performance meeting with Ian.

At least he hasn't sacked her.

She wouldn't be in this position if it wasn't for you.

Technically, I never asked her to help me.

I wanted to. If you can't help your family who can you help?

We should be concentrating on starting one of our own.

This could put a right spanner in the works.

It's going to be fine, all right? I've had a few days head start.

The caff is spotless, the takings are up.

Ian ain't daft. He knows when he's got it good.

Here you go. Don't say I'm not good to you.

Oh, I can't, I don't want to be late.

My meeting's first thing.

It won't go to waste, if you want to...

It'll be fine, all right?

Come to Daddy, you beauty!

You sure about this? £70 is a lot of dosh to spend on ice cream.

But it's not any old ice cream, all right?

According to Fat Elvis, it's only used the finest ingredients.

You won't get this in any supermarket.

-Morning, you all right?

-Yeah, how are you?

Good, thanks.

He's up to something. He's got that guilty look again.

He's all right. He always looks like that.

He can't even provide for his own family.

What woman would put up with a guy like that?

It was a long time ago.

Shouldn't you have squared it with Vlad the inspector first?

I'll give him a bung if I have to.

As long as I get shot of this lot I won't have to, will we?

-As long as you know what you're doing.

-Yeah, it'll be fine.

Come on, let's have it.

So, what happened at Pride?

-Nothing really.

-Right.

So have they started giving you one of them now instead of a hand stamp?

You can still see this? I used Mum's cover stick.

That don't work. You want to use toothpaste.

-Does that work?

-No.

You going to see him again?

Oh, how was...um...

Pride?

Yeah.

It was good.

Good.

Please, don't tell me you're ringing Shirley again?

Ain't you got a swimming lesson to go to?

Listen, have either of you two seen Shirley in the past couple of days?

She ain't picking up.

Because she's probably off her nut and she's lost her phone.

It wouldn't be the first time, would it?

Maybe she's had an accident and she can't answer.

Oi, turn it in. She's fine.

She'll be back for your birthday, wondering what all the fuss is about.

You reckon?

She ain't going to want to miss out on the free booze, is she?

I got your message.

Yeah, sorry, I tried waking him up for work, but...

he's just been laying there.

You go off and do what you've got to do.

I'll look after him.

Thanks.

Stick it down there.

What did your last one die of?

I hope he's paying you.

Eh? Oh, no, just doing a mate a favour.

Couldn't do me one, could you? I'm looking for a big strong man.

If I see one I'll let you know.

Yeah, what do you want?

I just need a box of stock lifting.

I can't pay you either,

but I'm sure we could come to some sort of arrangement.

Yeah, I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement.

We'll sort it out.

Here, Teen. I've got a job lot of ice cream here,

-I thought Ian might want them for the caff.

-Maybe, what you got?

Your usual suspects.

Rum and raisin, mint chocolate chip, raspberry ripple. It's proper.

Nice, eh?

What's the matter?

Duck flavour?

I'll ask Ian, but somehow I don't think he's going to be interested.

Mo! Come here!

-What's wrong?

-What do you mean, what's wrong? Duck flavour?!

Stout flavour?! How could you have not known about this?

Fat Elvis just said he got it

from some fancy restaurant that went bust.

No wonder it went bust!

I've been stitched right up, ain't I?

Along with the right breast, we'll be removing the lymph nodes

in the armpit on that side.

After the operation, the nurse specialist will go through

some arm exercises with you.

It's important that we get the range of movement back

to how you were before the operation.

You'll have to look after the arm

and be careful not to lift anything too heavy on that side.

Again, the nurse will go through the dos and don'ts with you.

So what about the other breast?

Is it better to take that off so the cancer don't come back?

If you want a prophylactic mastectomy...

Sorry, what is that?

A precautionary.

It is available to you but by no means essential.

We could otherwise monitor the remaining breast with either

annual mammograms or possibly MRI scans.

And how long before I'm back to normal?

Everyone's different.

But the more extensive the surgery the longer the time to recuperate.

It could be anything up to six months,

especially if you had a reconstruction.

But it should be much less than that for you

as you are relatively fit to start with.

Now, whether you have the preventative surgery or not

is a big question.

I understand that you've been voicing your concerns

with the nurse specialist.

We could arrange for you to spend more time with her, if you want.

Perhaps you'd like to talk it through with your daughter?

Yeah.

-Mmm, nice.

-Oh, go and have a shave.

-Oh, shut up.

-You shut up.

So, this is the big surprise?

Duck flavour?

It's duck a la orange. It's gourmet.

Well, where's all the normal flavours?

That's what I'd like to know.

You didn't think to check?

Fat Elvis promised us various flavours.

He didn't say what flavours though, did he?

The bacon and egg ain't bad.

Here, have a taste.

I don't want none. Don't know what half of it is, do I?

-That's all right, that.

-Kat, you're pregnant.

You eat kippers and plastic.

You could always flog it down your antenatal class.

Well, we've got to think of something,

otherwise we'll be feeding it to the twins.

Whose going to buy any of this stuff? I mean, no-one.

Oh, come on. Don't let something like this hold you back?

The Alfie Moon I know can sell ice to the Eskimos.

I'm sure you can sell ice cream to Walford. I'll have one.

-See you later.

-See you later.

Right, you lucky lovely people,

to celebrate National Ice Cream Day we have the wonders of the Orient.

We have the delicacies of the Deep South,

we have the delicious flavours of darkest, deepest Africa...

Gourmet flavours that you can only dream about.

Come and try this, you lovely people.

Right, first of all I've got stout flavour. Try that.

What wants to try bacon and egg ice cream? Even barbecue flavour!

Seriously, you try that barbecue, sweetheart.

You, uh...

you think it's gone...

..and then when you least expect it,

it just comes back and hits you straight between the eyes.

I had a dream about her last night.

It was so real.

When I woke up this morning I thought she was still here.

You know, I was just getting to the point

where I could wake up in the morning

and she wasn't the first thing on my mind.

When's this going to get any easier, Dad?

I don't know.

It's hard, I know.

OK, but you've got to do something, OK?

You've got to get yourself out there.

It's the only way to get through the day.

I can't face it. I've got Luke out there covering the stall.

OK.

What are YOU going to do?

I don't know. Go back to bed?

Try again tomorrow?

It's not the answer, is it?

Peter, you need to do something to keep your mind busy.

OK? Stop you thinking. Something normal.

How about we cook lunch?

Oi. We're going to get through this together.

I know that having both off will reduce the odds of it coming

back, but I could walk out of here now and get hit by a bus.

What's the odds on that?

-I don't know, Mum. I just want you to get better.

-You heard him.

The bigger the surgery, the longer the recovery time.

I could be laid up for months.

Can you afford to take time off work and look after me?

This is not about the money. This is about your health.

I know. But we're struggling as it is.

And it just all adds up.

Look, you've just got to get all stuff out of your head. Yeah. Let me worry about it.

You just concentrate on getting well again.

The quicker the better.

Right. I'm going to have what needs to be done just now.

And nothing else.

Are you sure that's the right thing? Why don't you just go back in

and tell the doctor you need a bit more time to think about it?

No, I don't need more time. My mind's made up.

All right. Whatever you want.

Shirley's missing. You heard from her?

No. Why would I?

Thought you two might have made up.

And I thought you two couldn't stand each other.

She's still your mum. I'd hate to think something might have happened.

I've been calling her all morning, but she ain't answering.

She might for you.

I said I'd sort things out between you two.

-Maybe it ain't too late?

-You're wasting your time.

I've not heard from her and I don't expect to either.

Shirley running off and coming back is how she gets attention.

Mick reckons she'll rock up for a free drink at my birthday.

-It's your birthday?

-Tomorrow.

Can't see how I'm going to enjoy it till I know she's all right.

Look, you're too nice a person to be worrying about the likes of her.

Don't give her the pleasure. You won't get any thanks for it.

You know what, you're right. If Shirley wants to act like a big kid, she can.

She ain't going to stop me enjoying myself.

Hey, you lovely ladies, one for the old man.

This is stout flavour - bit like aniseed to a dog.

Trust me, he'll be by your side for ever-more.

And faithful, or I guarantee your money back. Fiver? There you go.

What's happening? You don't have a food licence.

-OK, what else have we got here.

-Stop this.

One for you as well, darling? There we go.

-That one's duck a la orange.

-I'm serious.

I'm on a roll here. Can't you see the place is buzzing?

I said you don't have a food licence.

I've got a few hours before this melts. Pretend you haven't seen me. Try that one. Curry flavour.

-You're going to like that one.

-Alfie, I can't keep doing this.

I see what you're doing - playing hardball?

I'll bung you 30 quid and we'll call it quits.

-Go on, try that one. Over here, sweetheart.

-OK.

-It's a nice one.

You can taste the bacon, can't you? It's lovely.

I'm issuing you with a written warning and a fixed penalty fine.

What are you talking about?

No, no, no! It's 90 quid! You're joking!

Make sure this is gone by the time I get back.

FOOTSTEPS

Thought mum was back.

No, not yet.

What's dad doing in there?

Same as you - hiding her presents in case she goes snooping around.

Don't see the point this year.

-Why?

-She's off on one about Shirl, I could probably leave this

under her nose and she wouldn't notice.

Dad reckons that won't last long.

-She'll be back soon. Where you going to hide it?

-Under my bed?

That's way too obvious. There's got to be somewhere she never goes.

Aha!

-Safe as houses.

-Yeah!

-Yeah.

Listen, Aleks. I was thinking maybe we could rip this up.

I'll bung you a little nifty 50 and we'll say no more? Eh?

I can't be seen to be bending the rules in front of the other traders.

Come on. Listen, cut me a bit of slack.

You know I've got a couple of hungry nippers on the way, eh?

If you'd come to me earlier

we could have arranged for a temporary food licence.

But as usual, you seem to think there's a rule for you

and another for everyone else.

I know. Listen, I'm sorry. I don't mean anything by it, you know?

It's just what I do, I'm a cheeky chappie. I can't help myself, can I?

That's no excuse, is it?

Last week, you were late with your fee,

then you had your friend working on the stall without a licence.

Where does it end?

Well, if you're going to hold that against me,

maybe I'll start shouting off my mouth about what I saw last week.

Are you threatening me?

-Who the hell do you think you are?

-I'm just saying...

You are going to move your foodstuff immediately or I'll have it confiscated.

And if you don't pay the fine by the end of the day,

don't bother coming back tomorrow. Yeah?

You know, I'm glad we can talk about Lucy and not be sad.

Yeah. Me too.

I sometimes feel that I need to talk about her, but I stop myself.

Seems to make other people uncomfortable.

I'm scared that if I don't talk about her, I'll forget her.

You won't. Not ever.

PHONE RINGS

You'd better get it. It's obviously important.

I won't be long.

Hi, Ian. I just wondered what was going on with my performance meeting?

It was meant to be first thing. Can you call me when you get this?

-What you doing?

-Listen, you've been with Aleks, a couple of months now?

-So how well do you know him?

-What?

-I mean, really know him?

I mean, no-one really knows much about him, only what he tells us, which ain't much.

You spend time with him - what's his story?

Alfie, I'm sorry, I thought we were putting stuff behind us.

-I thought we were moving on.

-Yes, we are.

-Really? Really?

Cos this is the happiest I've been since you tried to ruin my life

and you just can't stand it, can you?

What? I want you to be happy. I'm looking out for you. Just watch him. That's all.

From what I understand from last week you're the one that needs watching.

What? No, no, no! That was a misunderstanding.

-Is that what you call it?

-That's nothing compared to what he's up to.

-Which is what?

-I don't know. Cos I haven't figured it out yet.

You're pathetic, Alfie. Pathetic. Right.

Why don't you just stop with the character assassination and grow up and move on?

You all right? How's it been?

Slow. Could be worse. You could be him.

-There you go.

-Cheers, thanks.

Oi!

It's all grubby. How am I supposed to sell that now?

You must be doing all right, paying Mo half a day to work on the stall?

What you doing, box of chocolates, nice bubble bath?

Been to the hospital with my mum. It's her consultation.

-She all right?

-Yeah. Just talking about the operation.

Well, she'll be back on her feet in no time then, won't she?

Look, if you want anything - anything -

-you know where I am, right?

-Yeah.

Will you please stop leaving me messages?

I just wondered what had happened. Was meant to be my performance meeting this morning.

Well, I've been busy.

So have I. I've been cleaning for days.

You could eat your dinner off that floor.

The fridge is stocked, deliveries checked,

this place - it's been running like clockwork.

I've even done the rota for next week.

You haven't emptied the bins. That looks filthy.

And Marie can't do the late shift on a Tuesday.

All right. I've had a rush on. I've been on my own.

Is something sticky on the floor?

I spilled a coffee. I'll deal with that. All right?

Now, what about my meeting?

Right, it's only going to take two seconds.

Last week your coat was on a shaky nail.

This week the nail's broke.

-What?

-You're fired.

You can't. I need this job.

Why? Tina, you don't take it seriously.

After your performance last week and now this - I mean, look at it, it's a pigsty.

I need someone I can rely on and that person's clearly not you.

Go on, get your stuff and go.

-Yes, mate?

-Coffee, please.

-Yeah, sure.

I'm er...sorry about that.

Marie, it's me. Any chance you get in here this afternoon?

Brilliant. Thanks.

Here you go. Every penny I made today. All there.

I hope you're happy, taking a man's wages off his family.

Next time, remember who's in charge.

PHONE RINGS

Yeah?

OK, I'll be right there.

Where you going?

-To sort out a problem.

-I need a receipt.

Then you'll have to wait until I come back.

All right?

Just waiting for a receipt, ain't I?

So why are you on Aleks' laptop?

OK, Tam, just hear me out.

The other day he was on his laptop talking to someone in Latvian.

When I came in, he couldn't close it quick enough.

-When I mentioned it to him, he went off his nut.

-So?

So, he's hiding something, isn't he?

If I can find out what it is, he can take this and shove it where the sun don't shine.

Tam, please, you must know what the password is, yeah?

Do you realise how insane you sound? If you get caught, you can wave goodbye to your stall.

Do you think I'd be doing this if I wasn't sure?

You know your way around computers. Please, help me out here.

Just get in there and do this for me, yeah? Please.

Telling people he looks at naked ladies is not going to help him

-waive your fine.

-I'm not talking about bums and boobs here.

You should have seen his reaction. it wasn't right.

-Come on!

-You're already out of chances with him. Don't make it worse.

Tam, trust me. I'm not imagining things. OK?

I've never been so sure about something in my whole life.

Please? I'm begging you. Do your magic, yeah? See what it is. Please.

Dean's right. Why should I worry?

-Yeah. Shirl' always comes back.

-You just concentrate on your birthday.

You are going to love the surprise I've got you.

Will you be all right if I go for a little lie down?

You all right?

-Got a bit of a headache.

-Yeah, she's got a bit of a headache.

-She's gone looking, ain't she?

-Listen, I'd lay money on it.

So do you need any help today?

-I don't, no.

-Are there ANY spare shifts going?

-Must have something, what with the football and that?

-I'm sorry.

Can you have a chat with Ian?

You get on with him well. Maybe you can get him to change his mind.

Teen, I love you. But you've made your bed.

I can't help you. I'm sorry.

But what am I supposed to say to Tosh?

The truth. What's the matter?

Anyone would think you were scared.

SCREAMING

What have you done?

Laid a little trap for Miss Marple up there.

Oh, you found Chuckie, then?

You know I hate clowns.

Well, I might've put a few more up to stop you snooping.

You haven't!

Just give in, Mum. You've never found out what his surprise is.

There's still time.

Lovely little thing. Ain't he lovely, eh?

Oh, here we go, the man of the moment.

Let me get you a pint on the house.

Cheers. What's that for?

Just to say thank you for having a word with the old woman.

WHISTLING

Nik! Flipping Ada!

What you doing here?

I got a key, remember?

No, I mean sitting in the dark like a serial killer.

You know it helps me to think. I got a lot on my mind.

You've come all the way over here just to sit in the dark and think?

No. It's the Steves.

They said I was really annoying.

I'm not annoying. Am I?

No.

Tell, they're buying their own place.

I've got nowhere else to go.

Sorry, I took so long.

Had to get Marie in, in the end.

It's all right. We're just giving Lexi a bath, anyway.

-Turned into a bit of a water fight.

-Yeah, I can see.

I just wanted to make sure you were all right.

Yeah, I'm doing a lot better. Thanks, Dad.

Peter! Peter, come have a look at Lexi. Look what she's doing.

-I should...

-Yeah. Go on.

What's that?

Mum, is everything all right with Nan?

Yeah. It's just me. I'm just being silly. That's all.

What happened at the hospital?

Nothing. The consultant just talked about the operation, that's all.

-And is she going to be all right?

-Yeah, yeah. She'll be fine.

-Look, I know when you're lying.

-Liam!

-Look, there's something wrong.

-There ain't. There's nothing wrong.

I don't believe you.

I'm not a kid any more, Mum. All right? Just tell me what it is.

Stop worrying. All right? There's nothing wrong.

No. But if you don't tell me, I will ask Nan.

Look, this is not your nan. All right? It's me.

I've done something stupid.

Ian knows he's got it good, does he?

Is that why he sacked you?

I just caught him at a bad time.

And Mick wasn't much help. So much for looking out for family.

Don't worry, I'll find another job.

-We'll get the money for the treatment from somewhere.

-I don't think you're getting this.

Cos apart from the Vic, I don't think you've got a lot of choices left, have you?

Aunt Babe? It's me. It's Teen.

You know that little job you mentioned a while back?

Is it still going?

Dig us out of this hole, you said. And look what we end up with.

No money, a 90 quid fine, and a load of dodgy ice cream

melting in the kitchen and Vlad out to get us.

It'll be all right. I'll think of something.

-DOORBELL

-Like you did today? Save us the bother, yeah?

-All right?

-Is Alfie in?

Lord Sugar? Yeah, he's in there.

Tam? All right?

What you said earlier got me thinking. I got into Aleks' laptop.

Pretty generic password. Wasn't hard.

-And?

-I read his messages.

The person he's talking to in Latvia

is his wife.