14/07/2014 EastEnders

-Is there a problem?

-Can we come in, Billy?

We're just about to eat.

It's about Lucy Beale. I saw you with her on Good Friday.

-What?

-The night she died.

We need to do this inside.

DOOR BUZZER

Lauren, please open the door.

-Why?

-Well, cos I want to sort things out, that's why.

Look, I'm sorry about just now, it's just, I've got a lot on my plate,

ain't I? Lauren, I ain't going anywhere, all right?

Not till we've talked.

All right, well, you can stay out there all night for all I care.

Lo, do me a favour, take Lexi and Janet for a walk, eh?

But we just ordered pizza.

Pops, what's wrong with you?

-Maybe we should come back later.

-Why are you guys even here, anyway?

-We just need to speak with Billy.

-What, about the electric?

-How about Lola takes you down the park, eh? For ice cream?

-Pops, I'm skint.

-That's all I've got, for the pizza.

-Right, no, I ain't going...

-For once, will you not argue with me?

-Pops!

-Please, just go!

-Right, come on, then. Let's go.

-Go on. Go down the park.

Come on then.

-Sorry, mate, we're closing.

-Actually, I'm here about Lola.

-Why don't you give her a trial, see how it goes?

-Cos I honestly don't think she'd fit in.

It's just she's been struggling a bit at the moment. You'd really help if you just gave her a break.

Mate, I get it. Things are tough. But Lola's not my problem.

-I'm surprised she's yours, to be honest.

-What's that mean?

It's a lot to take on, an 18-year-old with a toddler.

Rather you than me. I mean, why tie yourself down?

You're a good looking lad. Get out there.

Live a little. That's all I'm saying.

Yeah, Lola's right. You are an idiot.

Come on. You can't expect me to believe you can't remember anything.

-It was months ago!

-I know what I saw. Lucy had the hump

and you two were definitely having a barney over something.

Stop lying. Tell us what it was about. We're wasting our time.

-Let's just let the police sort it out.

-All right, all right, wait.

Just give me a minute to think, will ya?

Hang on, I do remember her coming in for chips that night.

And if I remember rightly, she couldn't be bothered to wait.

-What?

-I was frying a fresh batch.

She got the hump because she had to hang about.

I was up to my neck in it so I told her where to go.

-And that's it?

-Yeah. That's all it was.

So did you tell the police that you saw Lucy the night she died?

-No. Course you didn't.

-Who the hell do you think you are?

Coming in here, accusing me of all sorts, eh?

Lee, he's full of it. Come on, let's just go to the police.

And say what? I've just told you what happened.

We'll tell them about the key as well.

And about you sneaking around the flat where Lucy's blood was found.

How do we know you weren't in there the night she died?

Well, what are you trying to say? I told you, we had a stupid row.

She kicked off, I never see her again, I swear!

You. I thought you were supposed to be my mate.

Jake is already banged up for killing Lucy.

-He swears he's innocent.

-Do you really think that I'm capable of murder? Do ya?

No. No. We ain't saying that.

-Maybe it was an accident.

-Nah, nah, nah.

You ain't pinning this on me just because your alky mate says that he's innocent.

-Come on, Billy. Just tell us what you're hiding.

-Get out!

What, did she have something on you? Or maybe she turned you down.

Get out!

The key, Billy. You never gave us it back.

Sling your hook.

Emma? Yeah, it's only me.

Er, yeah, it's going really well with Lauren.

Listen, I don't know if you're back at work already

but why don't you come over later?

Abi's going to be staying with her mum, so...

Er, yeah, so maybe I'll see you later.

All right, Lauren. Where are you going?

Lauren, don't be like this. This is stupid. Just give me five minutes.

That's all I'm asking, all right? Five minutes, and if you don't

like what I've got to say, that's it, I'll leave you alone.

-DOOR CLOSES

-Pops? Pops.

-We've got a visitor.

-Hey.

Hey. Hello, Mrs Coker.

Ain't got that tenner, have you, for the pizza bloke?

You could have this tomorrow. I made a casserole to celebrate you passing your trial.

Oh, thank you, that's very kind of you.

Tending the dead isn't for the faint-hearted, Billy.

I think your grandad may have found his calling.

And how are my two favourite girlies? Oh, look at you!

-You sorted it out?

-Yes, yes. Sorted.

-Was it about the electric?

-Lo!

I'm really sorry, I don't mean to be rude but I've got to nip out.

I've got to go and check the rota at the chippy.

But Lola's here. I mean, stay and have a cup of tea if you want.

-I won't be long.

-Oh, yes, I think I will!

Les is out with his cronies to a dinner do,

and I don't want to be stuck in on my own, do I?

There you go, then. Stick the kettle on, Lo. Won't be long.

Bye.

All right?

Yeah. You?

Yeah.

I...I got my job.

Trial at Mr Coker's.

-Oh, congrats, man.

-Thanks.

Look, they're all having pizza in there.

Hawaiian Special.

Anyway, see ya.

Mick told me what happened. So did you get a written confession?

-Ain't funny, Shirl!

-Look, Billy Mitchell is many things but he's not a killer.

Well, he was lying about something. It was obvious.

Yeah. It did feel like he was holding something back.

That don't make him a murderer. You put yourselves on the line, for what?

Yeah, for once I agree with Shirley.

We can't keep going round in circles.

You went and had it out with him. So, now what?

There is only one thing to do. Go to the police.

-Yeah, and I still say let it go.

-This is doing my nut in.

Where're you going?

Shop. I need a sugar fix.

I dunno. What do you reckon, Dad?

You know we're behind you. It's just...

The old bill are going to want to know why you've changed your story.

Billy could say you've been putting the screws on him.

I just want you to be sure.

Billy.

I just wanted to say, this...

this is nothing personal.

Nothing personal?! Are you having a laugh?

Just be straight with me, all right? Is there anything you ain't telling us?

No!

How do you know your poxy nephew

-ain't got nothing to do with this, eh?

-Lee?

-Yeah, Lee!

He was the one who was following Lucy that night.

You want to think about that, eh?

-Come on, the house ain't going to clean itself.

-I just finished work!

Just get off your lazy backside.

Phil! I'm in trouble.

-Everything all right?

-Yeah. Yeah, everything's fine.

-Billy's taking his time.

-Er, yeah, you wouldn't mind watching Janet?

I'm just going to put Lexi's pyjamas on, if you don't mind.

Hello?

Pops, it's me. Will you just call me back, all right?

One minute, my day's going great,

next minute I've got the Carters mob-handed at the door!

Just calm down and tell me why.

-They said I had something to do with Lucy's murder!

-What?!

DOOR CLOSES

The front door was wide open.

Anyone could have walked in.

How are you feeling?

Erm, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Denny wants another DVD.

-Do you want another painkiller?

-Stop fussing.

Jay, Jay, put the kettle on, will you? Billy, go with him.

You look tired.

Well, I don't know how. I've hardly lifted a finger for weeks.

Look, Phil, just keep the doors locked, eh? It's better to be careful.

Sharon, you're safe, all right? I promise you.

Like I said, I'm fine. It's just common sense.

Just call me if you need anything, yeah?

Yeah.

Why the hell would they accuse you of murdering Lucy?

-Well, answer the question.

-All right, all right!

The night she died...

..she caught me nicking fish from the chippy.

She threatened to tell Ian so we had this blazing row and...

well, I thought no-one else knew, but then...

Lee Carter says that he seen us arguing.

Did he hear what the row was about?

-You sure?

-Yeah, I'm...positive.

What did you tell him?

I just made up some story about her giving me grief

about having to wait for her chips.

Did he believe you?

-Ain't much of a story.

-I didn't have time to think, you know?

Well, it's just your word against Lee's, ain't it?

Keep your mouth shut about the stolen fish,

you've got nothing to worry about.

Well, is there something else?

Spit it out, will ya?

I had a key...

to Tina's flat.

A spare key, I had it from Butcher's Joints.

Don't tell us you was in there, please.

Well, were you?

Billy, tell us the facts, come on!

I was rigging the switchboard.

I was running our leccy off of their meter.

Tina caught me in there the other day red-handed. Now they all think I was in the flat the night Lucy died.

Jay...

..get lost for a minute, will you?

Just do it.

So what happened after the row?

Nothing. She took off.

Billy, if you're hiding something, I need to know.

Are you seriously asking me if I killed her?!

-You said she threatened to go to Ian.

-Yes, but, Phil...

I know, I know how much you need that job.

You seriously think I'd kill a young girl for a poxy job at a chippy?!

Come on, Phil!

I know I've done a lot of bad things in my time, but I'm not a killer!

What about Lee? Did he say...? Did he say anything else before he left?

Do you think he would have gone straight to the old bill?

Not sure. I've only just chucked 'em out, ain't I?

Where you going?

To the Vic.

See if I can't sort out your mess.

Well, this was worth it(!)

Well, there's only so many times I can say "sorry", Lauren.

-I know. I just want you to mean it.

-Yeah, and I do mean it.

I came to see you earlier to talk about it, and you just...

You weren't bothered at all.

Yeah, well, I'm here now, all right?

That's all that matters. So, let's talk.

All right, fine. Er, why did you sleep with my best mate?

Cos I have not stopped thinking about it.

I keep thinking, you know, all the times she must've been lying to me.

Or sneaking around behind my back with you.

And I am still so angry with her!

Hi. Tea to go, please.

What do you want me to say, Lauren?

All right, it was wrong

-and it shouldn't have happened.

-Well, why did it?

Because she was vulnerable. And I was weak.

She was messed up. And you were taking advantage.

Yeah, I couldn't help myself.

Do you know how disgusting that is?

Yes. All right, Lauren? I do. And... it ain't easy talking about it.

I just never thought about all the people it could hurt.

All you do is hurt people, though, Dad.

Mum. Bradley.

I mean, what kind of person sleeps with their son's girlfriend?

You ain't never going to change.

All you care about is yourself, Dad.

You're the most selfish person I've ever met.

Oh, cavalry's arrived.

-You been to the old bill?

-Not yet.

I do hope you ain't come here to cause agg, Phil.

I ain't come here for any aggro here, mate. I ain't Billy's baby sitter either.

-Why are you here, then?

-Billy told me what happened the night,

what REALLY happened the night that Lucy died.

He said that you lot came on a bit heavy.

And, well, he panicked. Didn't know what to say.

But what really happened is, the night that Lucy died,

she gave it the big I am.

Went in the chippy. Tried to take some money out the till.

-Why would she do that?

-Got no idea.

Billy don't know either.

Maybe she wanted some coke or something like that.

Anyway, Billy was worried that he was going to get the blame

for the money going out the till. So he stopped her.

She flipped, and he slung her out.

-So why didn't he tell us that in the first place?

-Cos he's stupid.

Yeah. You're not wrong.

Anyway, if you do go to the old bill,

that's what he's going to tell 'em.

You got to ask yourself, is it worth it?

They found her blood in the kitchen, didn't they?

That's what I read.

So if you were messing about with wires...

..then that's where your prints will be.

By the electric box.

So just tell them you went nowhere near the kitchen.

Where you going? Oi, Bill!

-I knew he was holding something back.

-What if Phil's lying?

It fits, though. What Phil said about Lucy. It could easily explain what happened that night.

In that case, think about Ian.

You go to the police, word's bound to get out.

Does he really need to know his daughter was trying to steal from him the night she died?

Are you just going to stand there like a lemon?

Well, I don't know any more.

-Are you really that gullible?

-Look, I've made my decision.

-Look, it's not worth it.

-Lee!

-Nance, just let it go. Please.

-I'll go to the police myself.

-Listen to me, don't go dragging my boy

into this. He's made his decision. You're going to respect it.

Maybe Mick's right. What's it going to achieve?

As much as we believe Jake's innocent, I just think we're clutching at straws blaming Billy.

Can everyone just drop it, please?

Just let her cool off.

You OK?

-Usual?

-Yeah, I want to ask you a favour first.

I'm having a photo shoot set up at Blades tomorrow.

-I wondered if you'd be a model.

-Me?!

Yeah. Don't look so surprised. You'd be perfect.

Now's not really a good time, Dean.

What if I can't ever trust you again?

Look, I know it ain't going to happen overnight, Lauren.

Look, I miss you. And Abi misses you. Tramp, he misses you.

Look, just one last chance, that's all I'm asking. OK?

-And you can move home any time you like.

-Don't push it.

All right. I'll leave you to it, shall I? OK?

-Peter, listen, I'm really sorry, I just wanted to...

-It's fine. It's fine, I understand.

-Really?

-Yeah. I mean, he's your dad. What're you going to do?

You fancy the pub? My shout.

-Yeah, all right.

-PHONE RINGS

-Everything all right?

-Yeah.

DOOR CLOSES

What the hell are you doing? I swear to God, you come near me...

I was just bringing them back, OK?

Get out.

Lexi went out like a light.

Oh, wow! Who did this?

Oh, wow, who's that meant to be then?

-Oh! It's Billy and Les, isn't it? In their best bib and tucker.

-Is it?

It's very good!

Erm, Pam, you couldn't do me a big favour, could you?

-I don't believe this!

-What was I meant to do? Tie him to the chair?

Where've you been?

Well, anyway, I think I managed to get through to Lee, so...

all you've got to do is get a grip and sit tight, yeah?

-Well, don't say "thanks" or anything, will you(?)

-I've blown it, Phil.

I'm, er, sorry if I was a bit off before.

I've been meaning to say...

all that stuff you heard last week, after my party,

do me a favour and keep it to yourself?

The kids don't know we ain't married...

No, course.

But that being said, one good turn does deserve another.

-How about that photo shoot?

-My modelling days are long gone.

You actually modelled? You've definitely still got it.

And what would you know?

I know that some women get more stunning with age. Elle Macpherson,

-Cindy Crawford, Linda Carter...

-SHE LAUGHS

I mean, what is it that grandad says?

"The older the berry, the sweeter the juice."

-Now I know what he meant!

-If Mick hears you talking like that.

Oh, I've asked Lauren and Whitney as well.

You want me to pose with a couple of girls half my age?

-You've got to be joking.

-Come on.

They've got nothing on you. You show 'em how it's done.

You would be doing me a massive, massive favour as well.

I've blown the budget on the photographer.

He's good. He's really good.

-Go on, then.

-Yeah?

That's great!

I've just caught Billy in our kitchen.

-Doing what?

-He said he was returning these...

Now, we go to the police.

-I back you up, don't I? I back you up and you make me look like a total mug.

-It ain't like that!

If Sharon weren't upstairs I'd kick you round this kitchen.

-Please, listen to me,

-Nah, nah, nah! You listen to me, yeah?

I want to know everything that happened the night Lucy died.

-I told you I didn't do it.

-One!

One more lie out of you, and you - listen to me - you're on your own!

I swear to ya! I swear, I never touched her!

If my own family start doubting me, what's that lot out there going to think, eh?

-So what was you doing over there then?

-Wiping prints.

Why?

Because I was in the kitchen as well. More than once.

I nicked the odd tin of beans, some eggs...

You are unbelievable.

My prints could be anywhere, couldn't they?

So what?

Billy, you are a world-class idiot, you know that?

The old bill would've dusted that place from top to bottom months ago.

They ain't going to go back now, are they? What was you thinking?

-I don't know.

-Well, you might as well go and hand yourself in.

-What?

Well, the Carters are bound to go to the old bill now, ain't they?

-What are you doing?

-Calling Ritchie, that's what I'm doing. Calling Ritchie.

Calling her about what?

I'm a bit surprised to see you back here...

after what you might've heard in the cafe.

Who am I to judge?

I, erm, I don't want to come between you and your family, though.

Course you won't.

PHONE RINGS

I've just got to see who it is.

I've just got to see who it is. Just hold on.

What, is it work?

-You ever feel like life's just passing you by?

-All right, grandad!

Just I had plans. Inca trail. Great Barrier reef. Not...

shacked up in some dingy flat up to my eyes in nappies.

Well, at least you don't live with your nan.

-What is up?

-Nothing. I just thought I'd have more to look forward to.

That's more like it.

-I'd better go.

-Wait!

I can't let this one go.

It's a bit late in the day, though, now, eh? Go tomorrow instead.

Why, so you can talk him out of it?

Tosh. I'll go to the police first thing in the morning. I promise.

He'll be OK.

I was struggling.

Having an extra mouth to feed.

No, I believe you, Pops. It'll be all right anyway, won't it, Phil?

The police will see that he didn't kill her, right?

KNOCK AT DOOR

I'm sorry, Lo.

I've let you down.

You, Janet, Lexi.

No, you wouldn't have got yourself into this mess if...

if I'd have been bringing money in.

Hey, no, no, no. Don't be silly.

All right? Don't you ever think like that.

Jay, go stick the telly on. Lola, go with him.

Go on. It's all right.

This is bread and butter stuff for Ritchie.

I haven't a clue.

She asked me to mind the girls and off she went.

-Eh?

-SHE CHUCKLES

He's not here either!

Oh, yes.

Oh, Janet's been as good as gold.

Well, she's fast asleep now.

-CUP SMASHES

-Oh, fiddlesticks!...

No, I'm fine. I just broke a cup.

I'll call you back, Les.

Oh, Pamela!

Cards on the table, it doesn't look good.

OK, so I was in the flat, right.

There's no denying that. But why would they think I'd be in there with Lucy? I mean, it don't make sense.

What if she was never in the flat?

But they found her blood and her earring.

You had a key. They could accuse you of putting them there to frame Jake.

HE SCOFFS That's ridiculous!

What, you don't think they'd stitch you up?

-But, Jake...

-Jake was so off his head the night Lucy died

he could hardly stand up. They stitched him up.

You don't think they'd do it to you?

They can't pin this one on me.

For once in my life I got too much to lose.

I've got a family to look after.

And what about Janet, eh?

I've only just got her back. What happens to her if I go down?

-What about the key? Could anyone else have got hold of it?

-No.

No-one else knew about it. Was only me.

You're not the only one who lives in the flat, though, are you?

There's Peter.

I think I'll leave you just for a minute.

I don't get it.

What about Peter?

You could say...

that he knew about the key.

I mean, he could've got his hands on it the night that...

that Lucy was killed. Couldn't he?

That's sick.

Don't you think that poor kid's been through enough already?

Well, the way I see it is that Peter...

Peter...

he's your only way out.

It's either him...or you.