28/08/2014 EastEnders

Is it true?

No, of course not. She's lying.

Is WHAT true?

That was the answer.

Is what true?

Why?

Ask your mate in the pub.

Mick?

In front of everyone in the pub - says I was scum.

But who's standing tall now?

And who's got their face in the gutter?

Anyway, I thought she knew.

Take the afternoon off.

Denise.

Denise, please.

Come on, can we talk about this?

-Come on. Denise, just open the door.

-Ian?

What you doing here?

I don't know, I just...

I thought I'd visit.

-What's up with Denise?

-Nothing. Look, just go inside.

The back door's open. I'll be in in a minute, all right? Denise!

Oh, come on, love, please.

Rainie's told Denise. Mick, what did you say to her?

-Hold up a minute...

-No, Mick, what did you say to her?

I'm sorry, all right. I don't know what to do.

-I mean, Denise is holed up in the shop.

-So you go and talk to her.

She won't open the door.

At least she won't open the door to me.

Oh, no, listen, listen. I've got myself in enough aggravation.

-Yeah, I know, Mick, I know...

-She's not going to want to talk to me, is she?

-She's going to know I've been lying for you.

-Please.

I don't know what Rainie's said to her.

She could have said I'm a long-term customer or something.

I need to tell Denise that it was a one-off mistake.

Oh, come on, Mick, please, I'm desperate.

Don't get involved.

CINDY GROANS

Right, I've got five missed calls here from Gina.

What are you playing at, Cindy?

I mean, do they even know you're here?

'Course. They're probably just checking I arrived.

-Right, well, you need to go.

-Go? I just got here!

Now's not a good time, OK?

Denise, please, don't do anything stupid, OK?

I mean, what that woman said, it's not how it seems.

Please just come home and we can talk about this.

-Is Denise OK?

-Why are you here?

I wanted to see everyone. I've been worried about you all.

-Right, and you couldn't call?

-No, I wanted to surprise you.

So if I phone Gina up, that's what she's going to say, is it?

It's not been good there.

Oh, Cindy, when has anywhere ever been good enough for you?

-That's not fair.

-I'm guessing you've had a row, OK?

So you just phone her up and you make peace. Got it?

You wouldn't say that if you knew what they were up to.

I am not their biggest fan, but Gina and your gran,

-they just want to look after you.

-No, they don't!

What you going to say to her, anyway?

I don't know. I'll think of something.

To achieve what, exactly?

The man's lost his daughter.

And where's your daughter, Mick?

Maybe you should spend more time

thinking about what you're going to say to her.

The baby's all they talk about, it's all they think about. I'm just a walking womb.

Maybe it's cos you're no longer the centre of attention.

That's what happens when you have a baby.

If I stay there, it won't be my baby.

Gina wants to adopt it.

Adopt your baby? Gina?

-She's acting like it's hers already.

-Yeah, well, she can't do that.

Pestering. Wearing me down. She even went to see a lawyer.

-Cindy, I am finding this very hard to believe.

-It's true.

This is what always happens when you turn up -

the whole world has to stop spinning.

It's drama, crisis, me-me-me.

Well, guess what - I'm having a crisis as well.

You're going to have to wait. Got it?

Denise!

Denise!

Denise?

I'm here to see Mick.

Oh, well, he just...he popped out.

-I can tell him you called if you want.

-No, no. I'll wait.

PHONE RINGS

Nance?

Nance, can we talk about this, please? I know I've made a rick.

I had my reasons, but can you just....just hear me out?

And please don't even bother following me.

Right, make yourself a sandwich, get yourself a drink.

I know what you teenagers are like. You probably haven't had anything since first thing this morning.

-See you in a bit.

-Where are you going?

I've got things to do, all right?

-What's the matter?

-Nothing. It's just stomach cramps.

Do you know, it's really irresponsible of them

to let you travel like this.

How much longer you got? Another couple of weeks?

It's next week.

I think you're having those Braxton-Hicks contractions.

Nothing to worry about. I'll get you some paracetamol while I'm out.

-Don't go.

-Cindy, I've got to, it's important.

Don't leave me alone!

SHE SCREAMS IN PAIN

Cindy?

Cindy? Cindy...

Whoa, OK, listen!

How long you been having these tummy pains?

-Cindy?

-Just go away! Just go away!

SHE GROANS

There we go.

For the shock.

I know why you want to talk to Mick, but it ain't going to help.

So how long you known?

Just found out.

That woman. She was in here, and it all kicked off.

In front of the whole pub?

What?

Someone up there's got a funny old sense of humour.

Only a week back, here I was, judging you and...

So why do you think he did it?

I dunno. I mean, that's between you and Ian.

No, not Ian.

I can understand Ian - he's a toerag wanting to get his leg over.

No, Mick. Why would Mick do that for him?

Put you through all that?

Suppose he thought Ian had enough to deal with.

He made a mistake. I'm sorry.

It's none of my business,

but maybe it ain't Mick you should be talking to.

Why don't you take yourself home, sort this out?

He's probably sat there, worried half to death, hating himself.

Oh, I do hope so.

CINDY WAILS LOUDLY

Right, I've just picked up the messages from Gina.

She reckons your waters broke this morning.

No, that's what she says. That they broke this morning

and by the time it took her to phone the maternity ward, you'd gone.

Cindy, what were you thinking? Coming all this way like that?

I told you what it's been like there.

I told you what she was doing. Were you even listening?

-You could have called me!

-What would you have done?

I'd have tried to speak to her.

Tell you what, I'll give her a call, we can sort this out.

-I don't want to go back. I'm never going back!

-Fine, we'll discuss it later.

But I need to know how long you've been having these contractions.

That's not what they are.

All right, these tummy pains, then,

-cos I think you're in an early labour.

-No!

-All right, just listen, how long?

-I don't know! I don't know!

-Come on, Cindy, you must know!

-On the train.

-They started on the train.

-Which train were on? What time?

I don't know, seven something. Seven.

You've been having these contractions for five hours?

What have you been doing all day? How did you get here in this state?

I don't know. I just knew I had to. I had to.

-They're coming again! They're coming again!

-OK, OK...

It's all right, just listen, just focus on me, OK? Just listen.

Right, we're going to let this pass

-and then we're going to get in the car, OK?

-OK.

You got that? Yeah? Just breathe.

OK, go. But I'm just going to keep following ya.

Get it through your thick skull that I do not want to talk to you!

OK, well, then, how about I just... plot here...and we just sit?

I'm going to be straight with you, Nance, I'm struggling here.

I made a mistake. And I hold my hands up.

And I wish you hadn't seen what you saw in the pub,

but I can't help but think this is a little bit of an overreaction, no?

Do you hate all women, then, or is it just the sad, damaged ones?

I don't hate women. I'm not particularly fond of that one.

Cheap, dirty excuse for a woman, you called her...

-If you knew what she'd done...

-I don't care what she's done.

You don't speak to people like that.

Least of all some defenceless little crackhead.

I'm sorry. I was angry and I lost it.

I'm sorry you saw that and you had to hear that.

What is this really about?

I think it's about seeing who you really are.

-You know who I am. I'm your dad.

-Yeah, you are.

And to think I've always been so proud of you, my dad,

a cut above the rest, a proper gent.

Well, what kind of gentleman lies to his family

and throws a broken woman out on the street?

You tell me, Dad,

cos you ain't the only one struggling to understand here.

CINDY GASPS IN PAIN

-Is it easing? Has it stopped?

-Yeah.

Your bag's in the car. The car's outside.

We need to get going before you have another one of these - up you come.

-Cindy! What are you doing?

-I'm not going to hospital!

No, listen to me, love. The baby's on its way.

We need to get you somewhere safe. Now come with me.

You touch me and I'll scream and I'll bite

and I'll scratch your eyes out!

You are impossible, just like your mother.

Have you got any idea what I'm giving up, being here with you?

No, you haven't! And it's pointless, cos you won't even let me help!

-I'm not having this baby!

-I've got news for you.

You're way past the point in which you get a say in the matter!

Nothing's changed, Nance.

I'm still me, I'm still your dad.

You know I wouldn't carry on like this behind your back.

I've defended you - I've nearly had a fight over this.

And you were right.

When those people were saying I'd done wrong, you was right.

Yeah, well why do I feel like this? I feel like I've been mugged off. And for what?

So you could protect some nasty little perv?

I just can't believe you'd lie to me.

I didn't lie to you.

No? All right.

That time when you was all suited up.

Said you was going for a meeting with the bank manager.

Is that true?

-No.

-No.

And when Cora baited you up in the pub,

and Mum said she just got mixed up or something. You agreed.

You lied. Mum lied.

Don't blame your mum, OK? It was my call.

We talked it through. She promised she was going to keep shtoom.

-It hasn't been easy for her.

-Why did you do that to her, then?

For someone that you barely know.

Because I thought it was the right thing.

And it wasn't, and I got it wrong, but I gave Ian my word.

No, it's not my daughter. All right, can you just send an ambulance?

Every couple of minutes or so. And a midwife as well.

CINDY WAILS

Hold on, it sounds like she's having another one.

I dunno, hang on.

Last one was two and a half minutes ago.

so what does that mean?

Right, what are we talking here?

Are we looking at five minutes? Five hours?

Just hurry up and send an ambulance.

SHE WAILS LOUDLY

-What are you playing at?

-I shouldn't have come.

No, too flamin' right you shouldn't have come here.

-You hate me.

-Oh, Cindy, look, come on, love.

Look, don't be ridiculous, I don't hate you.

SHE CRIES

Please, make it stop. It hurts so much.

I wish I was dead. I wish I was dead like my mum.

No...no, you don't. Look, listen to me. Listen to me.

Listen to me, love. Everything's going to be fine, OK?

You're just having a baby. It's going to be really soon.

-I'm scared.

-I know.

What if it kills me?

No, hey, listen. Listen, hey, it's not going to kill you.

I killed my mum!

-No, listen, come here, come here, listen.

-I...

No, no, you didn't kill your mum, OK.

A blood clot killed your mum, and listen, trust me on this,

you haven't got a blood clot.

You're just going to be having a baby, OK?

And it's going to be fine.

Everything's going to be fine, all right?

-I need to push. Should I push?

-Um...

Do you really think this is how I thought it was going to pan out?

I thought I'd have half an hour in court,

get a rap on the knuckles, pay the fine and off I trot.

Yeah, and when it started to go wrong...

If I had told you, you'd have had to make a decision.

-What decision?

-Same as your mum.

You lie for Ian or you lolly him up.

And you really think I couldn't handle that?

I've made some bigger decisions than that in my life.

Yeah, and they worked out well, didn't they?

-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

-No, no, no, you should.

Cos now we're really getting to the heart of the problem.

-And that is you treating me like a kid.

-Well, you are a kid.

And you're my kid. And you will always be my kid.

And you don't like your dad at the moment? Tough.

That's another decision you didn't get to make.

But I refuse to apologise for making a decision

without calling on a family meeting.

What, even if it blatantly affected all of us?

What was I supposed to say?

"By the way, our neighbour's been nicked for kerb crawling by the Old Bill.

-"How do you feel about your old man taking the rap?"

-Don't patronise me.

I'm not patronising you. I'm asking you a question.

I don't want to fall out with you, Nance.

You tell me what you want me to do, I will do it.

-You can't.

-Try me.

Because it requires an understanding that I'm not a child any more.

It requires a bit of respect.

There is no-one who respects you more than I do.

No, there's no-one who loves me more.

There's actually a really big difference.

Cos, if you respected me,

you'd have come to me somewhere along the line and laid out the problem.

Said, like, "Ian Beale's screwed up, his daughter's dead,

"he's in a big bit of bother,

"and here's what I think we could do to help him."

And maybe I'd have thought you was a mug, but maybe I wouldn't.

and maybe I would've respected you.

And even if I didn't,

at least I would have known you respected me enough to tell me.

Wow.

Do you know what, Nance?

That's exactly what I should have done.

They'll come again, won't they?

Yeah, they will.

But we'll get through it together, you and me, yeah?

Just remember what the woman said to you about...

Breathe through your contractions, and pant when you want to push.

Listen, Cindy. I want to apologise to you for...

-After Lucy died.

-You don't have to.

-No. I do. I want to explain to you.

-No, really, you don't...

No, please. Just hear me out, all right.

Look, I was angry with you because of what you said to the police.

About the drugs. But I shouldn't have been.

Because you were telling the truth.

And I got angry with you at the funeral

because you kept going on about the alibi and...

Look, now everyone knows where I was the night Lucy was killed.

And that's why Denise locked herself in the shop.

I was somewhere I shouldn't have been.

Right, ambulance is on its way, all right,

I've left the front door open, I've got the towels ready and everything.

SHE SCREAMS It's all right, I'm here, darling. I'm here.

It's OK, it's OK. Just get yourself comfy, that's it.

All right, just remember what she said.

Remember what she said, all right. Just breathe.

-I need to push! I need to push!

-No, no, no, you can't do that, no.

-Ow!

-Hello, are you still there? Right, yeah, listen to me.

She's saying she really needs to push.

SHE SCREAMS

Right, OK, yeah. Yeah, I can do that, yeah.

Yeah...

Uh, right. The thing is, I...

I can see the head.

I just came to see how you are.

Need anything? Tea? Coffee?

What you doing?

I'm waiting. I'm waiting for him to leave.

Look, I know it's not my place,

but you don't know what state of mind he was in when he...

I mean, he's had some sort of breakdown before now, hasn't he?

I really think you should talk to him first.

Oh, no, no. I'm not talking to him. I'm not saying a word.

I'm going to wait for him to leave that house, then I'm going to go in,

pack a bag and go.

OK, and Patrick?

We'll be fine. Be hard, but we'll manage.

It's not like I ain't been here before, is it?

I'd rather pluck my eyes out than live with a man I can't trust.

Even if he's only let you down the once?

Oh, no, there's never a once. There's only a first.

AMBULANCE SIREN

Patrick...

Nearly there. Nearly there. Cindy, you're doing brilliantly, love.

You're doing brilliant, Cindy, you're doing brilliant.

The head's nearly out. Yeah, what do I do?

Do I grab it?

All right, so not until the head's fully out,

OK, yeah, I've got that, I've got that.

Cindy, you're doing brilliantly. Just keep breathing in.

That's it, keep panting. Nearly there. Nearly there.

CINDY ROARS

It's coming out. It's coming out!

BABY CRIES

Is it OK? Is it all right?

She's OK.

She?

You've got a little girl.

Beautiful little girl.

Well done, you.

A baby? You sure?

I just seen the midwife outside.

Must have been that Cindy girl he had living there.

She'd be due about now.

Explains why Ian ain't been ringing me every five minutes.

Probably got his hands full.

I took your advice. And I tracked Nancy down and everything's cushty.

-That's good.

-Is that all you got to say?

Well, what do you want me to say, Mick?

Cleared up a bit of your own mess and now you want a medal?

Cover the bar. I've got one of my heads.

Cindy's downstairs.

She's had a baby girl.

Don't know how she got here yet, but she's here.

Aw...

A little girl - that's great, isn't it?

Anyway, I thought I'd let you know, you know, in case you was worrying.

It's just when I saw that ambulance and I thought it was you.

Denise...

No, don't you worry, no.

Don't worry about a single thing.

Just...

Just rest.

Get better.

PATRICK TRIES TO SPEAK

There's nothing wrong with her, is there?

No, she's perfect.

She's so tiny.

Make the most of it - they grow up quick.

And before you know it...

You know, when I was away,

I never stopped thinking about you all...about Lucy.

Just every time I went to pick up the phone...

I dunno, I just got scared.

Why do you come here, Cindy?

Well, like, I said, my nan, Auntie Gina and...

No, forget about them.

All right, you could've come here at any time, but you came today.

You came here today.

What is it? Come on, you can tell me.

-It's stupid, cos it can't be true...

-No, come on, just tell me.

Tell me anything.

Been...thinking about my mum a lot.

And when I'm here...I...

I feel close to her.

I dunno why that is.

It makes it feel like...like home.

And why does that upset you?

Cos it's not my home, it's not - everyone hates me...

No, they don't.

You do.

I'll tell you now, that's not true.

Look, you remind me of one of my favourite people ever.

My gran.

Now she was a tough, no-nonsense old bird,

always had an opinion,

guaranteed to rile people up and she never took a backwards step.

All right, now this place was...

This was her house. This was her home.

As far as I'm concerned, it's your home too.

I'm going to look after you, OK?

I'm going to look after you.

I don't know what to say...

You don't have to say anything.

I forgive you.

Thank you.

Thank you.