17/11/2015 EastEnders

Is Lee excited?

Uh... I'm not sure about excited,

but now that it's just a family thing, I think he's all right.

Can I have a word, please?

Yeah, sure.

They're still invited, I take it?

Sorry? Who are we talking about?

Shirley and Buster!

What was Mick thinking of?

He was thinking of Lee! Him and Buster have been getting on well.

Well, Buster's not the person I've got a problem with!

-What's to stop you putting your foot down even now and saying no?

-Mum, please...

You are going to get such an "I told you so" from me when it all goes wrong.

Oi. Look at it this way -

by three o'clock it's all going to be over, so...

Ta.

OK, look, the one in Brentwood's gone, but I found one in Romford,

which is a retail premises with two bed, living room...

You don't seriously still think we're moving to Essex, do you?

-Why not?

-After what your crazy sister did last night?

-We've got to move somewhere.

-What, and let her think she's won?

Dean, we've won. OK? Anyway, she was drunk.

Was she drunk when she swiped all that gear from my salon?

If we move, it'll look like we're scared.

It'll look like we're running away.

Like we're even taking her remotely seriously.

BUZZER

I'll bet you that's her now.

"Dean, I'm sorry. I was drunk.

"I didn't know what I was doing. Don't take it personally."

Look, I'll tell her we don't want to talk to her.

She's only going to worm her way back in. Just leave it.

Babe, she's trying to split us up.

Let's not play her game, OK?

Did neither of you two get that?

We were talking!

I'm waiting for Lee's birthday presents to be delivered!

What are you thinking, you idiots?

The thing is, I know Romford, right? I was born there.

If anyone's moving anywhere, it'll be her.

I've got to go the depot now to pick it up.

Well, then, I'll go to the depot.

Lee's opening his presents at ten o'clock. It don't look good!

-It's not a big deal.

-Well, it is to me. Anyway, where's Buster?

He's taken Amy to school.

Go down and pick it up.

Look. It says two hours, so...

I'll pick it up later. Chill!

-BUZZER

-Will somebody get that!

Dean, come on, it will be her.

What did I just say to you?

Look, I'll go and tell her we don't want to see her.

BUZZING CONTINUES

Roxy, I'm so sorry.

I was drunk and I was stupid and I...I didn't know what I was doing.

HE SCOFFS

What's so funny?

Why don't you come up?

Roxy's got something she wants to say to you.

So, does she make a habit of disporting herself like that?

Can we quit with the "she"?

"She" happens to be my wife.

Funny how the one picture she's picked is the one I'm not in.

At least she's got some clothes on, I suppose.

Look, if you want to live here, Mum, just make an effort, yeah?

Don't contradict your mother.

Now, what's that smile if it's not a cheeky smile?

Morning, gorgeous.

Who is he speaking to - you or me?

Both of you.

-Morning.

-Morning.

Shall we say hello to Grandma?

Hello, Grandma!

Very good. Now, what do you want for breakfast, Pearl?

Bananas!

Bananas?

Now, shall we ask Grandma to hold you while I mash it up for you?

No, I'm scared!

You don't need to be scared of Grandma.

She's not nearly as fierce as she looks. Please?

For Mummy?

-Oh, go on. Give her here.

-There you go.

Hey, we need to find a place for this.

Sorry, babe.

You're seriously going to put that up there?

You hear what she's saying about us, Pearl?

Dribble down her top and show her who's boss.

PHONE BEEPS

Oh, you've got to be kidding me!

I've arranged to have the stuff delivered back to the salon this morning.

Am I supposed to thank you?

How can I prove to you that I'm sorry?

What do you reckon, Rox?

We think you should move so that we don't have to.

What? What, you're moving because of me?

After last night, one of us has got to go.

-Dean, can I have five minutes alone with my sister, please?

-No!

Anything you want to say to me, you can say in front of Dean.

Fine. How are your wrists?

He has got you exactly where he wants you, hasn't he?

That is not what it looks like, OK?

-What was I saying to you five minutes ago?

-Can't you see what he's doing?

-What I'M doing?

-Look, Dean, I didn't come here to row, all right?

I barely slept last night.

I almost ended up taking those pills that I got given.

Urgh. Take one. It might chill you out a bit.

-Dean, please!

-This is what I'm trying to protect you from.

-Oh, here we go again.

-I'm talking to my sister!

-You wanna split us up, you'll to have to kill me first.

-You're not being helpful!

No, no, no. Let her have a go. Let's see how far you get.

Face it, Ronnie - you haven't got the bottle.

Oh, what, now you're going to cry?

Like I'm supposed to feel sorry for you now? You're nuts!

All right?

Something I said?

Ah! What's going on, man? I'm supposed to be at the car lot.

Yeah. Only take two minutes, yeah?

OK, OK.

You and Dot on the sauce last night?

Nah, man! You know, Mrs B's gone to visit Kirsty, her granddaughter.

-She should be back later.

-You've got the house to yourself, then?

-While the cat's away and all that, eh?

-What? Hardly, man. I still got work, you know?

So, listen, what did you need? What did you want?

I had a DJ doing an '80s night at the Albert Friday night.

Only thing is, he let me down. Who did I think of first?

So you got the Albert fixed then, yeah?

Yeah, I'm on to it.

OK, well, thanks, man, but '80s? It's just...

I've got a list of stuff you can download for that.

Wait, wait. You are paying, right?

-Course I'll pay.

-Because I've got this whole box of vinyl, man.

I picked it up at some car-boot sale somewhere.

I could dig out the decks.

Maybe we could do this old school.

So we're in business?

-Yeah, man! All right. Yeah.

-I'm liking that.

Morning.

Up late, aren't ya?

Well, I was keeping my head down.

There you go, sweetheart.

Thanks, darling.

Oh, would you like a cup of tea, Les?

Oh, oh, yes, please. Thank you, yes.

Do excuse me, last night's outfit.

I should think about getting our bags dropped here if I'm sticking around.

-Yeah, yeah.

-I thought all this stuff was going today.

Well, as far as I know, it is.

Well, you couldn't give Ronnie a nudge, could you?

-I'd really appreciate it.

-Yeah.

So did you, um...?

Sorted. Fatboy's going to do it.

Everything all right?

Your mum says that Pearl shouldn't have a dummy.

Do you know how many babies I've raised?

I think I know what I'm talking about.

Yeah, but you're not raising this one. Is she, Vincent?

I'll tell you what this room's missing.

Your father.

Keep an eye on things.

Shirl! You going to sign Lee's card?

-You not going to ask me to sign it?

-Why don't you pack it in?

I've still got the hump with you for not answering the door.

I said I'll pick it up, stop giving me grief.

-Yeah, well, the minute you get it you bring it to me.

-Come on, love, let's go.

Nervous?

-I'm terrified.

-Good luck.

Babe, stop thinking about her.

Nancy says your mum's playing up.

It's like she wants today to go wrong.

Well, if she kicks off, I'll deal with her. All right?

They're on their way. For Lee, yeah?

Yeah, for Lee.

I want you on your best behaviour today. No getting drunk.

What, at ten o'clock in the morning? Gimme a break, girl.

I'm on about lunch. No filthy jokes. No inappropriate remarks.

-Just keep it nice and light.

-You're the one that's uptight.

I don't want anything to spoil today.

Oi-oi! You made it.

Lee's present got held up, I'm afraid.

Don't worry about that. We'll sort it out later.

Come in, come.

Sorry to disturb you, Ron.

That's all right.

Only, uh...me and Honey are sort of back together again.

Oh, congratulations.

Yeah, the thing is, though, cos Les is still there and the kids,

all that hairdressing gear, it's sort of getting in the way a bit.

Oh, the guys from the gym should be picking it up about now.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Oh, great. Brilliant.

Was there anything else, Billy?

A kid at our children's home OD'd on that once.

Story was she didn't wake up for a couple of days.

You all right?

I'm about as all right as anyone on the verge of a nervous breakdown can be.

You knitted it?!

-Yes!

-Shut up!

It's from Tam and all but he's not gonna get here till after lunch.

Oh, what, did he, er, use the other needle then?

Nah, I love it. Thanks, Nance.

Is that the lot, then?

Um, ours has been delayed. I'll bring it over later.

-That's all right. Thanks.

-Oh. Card, Shirl.

-Ta.

You going to make your announcement now, Mick?

What announcement?

Right, so the reason I've called you over here early is because

in addition to Nancy being L's bridesmaid, um,

I've asked Lee to be my best man, and he's agreed.

Ain't ya, mush?

That's nice.

To which end...

"To which end" - listen to him!

We're going to go whistle shopping down the high street.

Make sure you go with him, Linda, he never did have any taste in clothes.

You having a bubble? I think he's really well dressed.

Yeah, well, never mind, still needs a woman to make sure he's safe, eh?

-Trust me.

-Maybe you'd like to go with them, Shirley?

Is that all right with you, Mick?

Yeah, course it is.

Well, smashing.

Can I come an' all?

More the merrier, Tina.

So, if, er, one of you want to tidy this mess up,

we shall reconvene back here at one o'clock for the birthday lunch.

I'll keep an eye on him.

Did you put Linda up to this?

No. I'm just as surprised as you are.

Why don't you go next door, have a pipe at your grandson and I'll see you down at the haddock?

I think that went rather well, don't you?

Hey.

Thing about them - they might sort you out for a bit,

but take 'em too long and they'll turn you into a zombie.

Zombie sounds just the ticket right now.

Listen, Ron, um...

you don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

I got drunk last night and I had a bit of a disagreement with Dean.

So, little toerag probably had it coming, right?

Yeah, but then he went and blabbed everything to Roxy

and now I don't seem to have a sister any more.

Hang on a minute. You're getting yourself in a state over Dean Wicks?

Come on, Ron, we're Mitchells!

We don't let people like that get to us.

What's he supposed to have done, anyway?

He is the worst kind of man.

Because he is charming on the outside but poison on the inside.

He's literally going to ruin Roxy's life and she can't even see it.

Right. So how's you turning yourself into a zombie going to sort that then, eh?

Surely you're just letting him win.

You know, he said...

He said he didn't think I had the bottle to take him on.

But I think he's right.

Come on. You've got more bottle than a bottle bank, you.

Ron, look at me.

Are you a Mitchell or not?

I mean, what would Phil do?

I don't know. What would Phil do?

Kill him, probably!

Well, that is one way of dealing with a rapist.

Now, hang on a minute!

Hang on? What, are you back-tracking on me now, Billy?

This is a wind-up, right? You're joking.

You are joking with me?

-I'm fighting back. I thought that's what you wanted.

-But not like this!

Besides, Honey'd go berserk if she thought I was up to anything dodgy.

Look, Ron. What I said before, right? I was just...

All mouth and no trousers?

Billy Mitchell? Surely not.

You just... Just promise me you're not going to do anything stupid.

I'll see you later, Billy.

Right, who's going where?

Urgh, Mick!

Oh, shut up. It's only a drop of pony. Won't hurt ya.

Shirley's getting in the front with Mick.

Lee's getting in the back with Tina, which is all you need to know.

Phil, call me as soon as you get this.

I'm really worried Ronnie's going to do something stupid.

PHONE RINGS

Mick.

What's the matter, Bill? I'm running behind here.

Ronnie's lost the plot. Reckons she's going to kill Dean,

so tell Shirl to keep him well away from her today.

What you talking about?

-Maybe I should tell her.

-No, no. Hold up.

I'll do it - it's better coming from me.

OK. Thanks, Mick. Saved me life.

And Dean's.

-What was that all about?

-It was just, er... Oh!

-Oh!

Nah, nah. It's just, er, just Billy being Billy.

Ah, thanks so much, guys. Really appreciate it. Bye.

All right?

I am so pleased with you!

Things are really starting to look up, aren't they, Billy?

Yeah. So, have you told the kids yet, you know, about us?

I am quite frightened about rushing things, Billy.

-OK.

-Well, I was wondering...

Maybe me and the kids should find a place sort of near by, that's not...

so near. Does that make any sense?

Yeah, yeah. Whatever makes you happy, eh?

The only trouble is, we haven't got enough money for a deposit.

So...I was thinking...

Go on.

Well, we had to put up with all that stuff from the salon -

Ronnie kind of owes us one, don't she?

Do you think you could go and have a little chat with her?

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

Right! You ready, boy?

-Nice.

-What?

You look like a couple of sales reps who think you're in a boy band.

What you talking about?

What do you reckon, Shirl?

What's the matter?

Nothing. I got something in me eye.

What's the matter with her?

You look strong, boy, you look strong. Yous two wait here.

Whistle ain't that bad, is it?

What is it?

I just never thought...

Never thought what?

After all these years of having to keep my mouth shut.

Watching you grow up.

Raise your kids. Not being able to say anything.

-Imagining.

-Imagining what?

How I'd feel on your wedding day. No-one knowing.

But we're sweet now, ain't we?

I can't believe it. That I'm here, doing this with you.

Being like a proper mum.

Come here. Come here.

Blimey.

Hey.

Is anything missing?

Apart from two day's takings, you mean?

Look, I wanted to make it up to you.

-Where's Dean?

-He's out getting a parcel. Why?

I just wondered what you were doing at lunchtime.

This. OK? Sorting out this mess.

I wanted to take you both to lunch.

Ron, I think we're past all of that, yeah?

To discuss buying you out of the house. I'm being serious.

-Really?

-Yes, really.

Well, why? What's brought all of this on?

Look, I know I need help. OK, and I...

I've been thinking about seeing a counsellor.

OK.

So Beales? One o'clock?

We'll discuss the details.

Are you sure you want Dean there?

Yeah. He's got to hear what I've got to say.

Look, why don't you phone him now and tell him to meet us there?

Promise?

-Yes.

-Thanks.

I could do with a fag right now.

I thought you was happy.

-I am.

-So?

I just can't help hoping - imagining - that maybe one day

you and Dean can settle your differences.

Look, I know that's going to annoy you,

but what if it was Lee and Johnny that weren't talking

to each other - how would that make you feel?

This isn't the right time.

That's just it, Mick. When is it the right time?

I'm not trying to have a go at you - please understand.

So what are you doing?

I know Dean's not perfect. He can be stupid and selfish.

But I want you to know that there is another side to him.

This ain't the time.

If something like this can happen, anything can, can't it?

I love you both so much, Mick. It's a mum thing.

Listen, about Dean...

Look, I don't wanna barge in, but just looking at the time.

You know, we've got a party to get back to.

Yeah, you're right.

Come on.

Listen.

I know what we said, but she's offering to buy me out of the house!

We'd be mad not to go.

So, Beales, one o'clock. Don't be late, play nice,

and if you can't do that, just keep your mouth shut, OK?

So come on, tell me more.

There is no more.

The fox has moved in and now I'm living in the middle of World War III.

Hey!

Hey! My man! Um, did you get the vinyls sorted?

Well, not yet. I've been working, innit? So...

What's this?

Fatboy is going to be DJing for me down at the Albert Friday,

-aren't you?

-Lucky you.

-So, listen, can I get you some drinks?

-No, no. We're good, mate.

-Sure?

-Yeah, no, we're all right.

I approve, by the way.

Of what?

Fatboy. He's a decent geezer.

Since when do I need your approval, Vincent?

But you do like him, don't you?

What? It's none of your business.

-Oh, come on!

-Come on, nothing!

You know he's got the house all to himself today?

-So?

-Just saying.

What's your name?

What? Is there something you're not telling me?

We was wondering, seeing as we done you a favour,

maybe you could do one for us?

I mean, we're only talking about a loan for the deposit.

It would only be for a couple of months.

Yeah. It's not a good time now, Billy - I'm expecting someone.

-Who?

-Thought you didn't want to get involved?

Today's been really special - thanks, Mick.

Well, it ain't over yet. Go on, get yourself in there, you.

You going to show Linda these suits?

I tell you what I ain't gonna do, show her the receipts.

-Mick.

-Now what?

Did you have that word with Shirl?

I'm taking care of it.

-And she's spoken to Dean, yeah?

-What did I just say?

-Dad, you coming or what?

-Yes, yeah.

Bill, it ain't your problem, mate, ain't your problem.

Hi, Dean?

Yeah, it's me.

Did you get Roxy's message?

I haven't managed to get a baby-sitter

so I'm stuck here instead.

Well, look,

the sooner we discuss the details, the sooner you can get the money.

Roxy? No, she knows too.

So why don't I see you at mine in five, yeah? OK. Bye.

Oh, what's, um, Dad's suit look like then?

Nah, no. Secret Squirrel.

-What! Why?

-Because...that's how it is.

Hello?

-We all right?

-Where's Lee?

-He's getting changed - he'll be out in a minute.

-Tamwar, what have you done?

I don't know. Give me a clue.

We're supposed to be getting him the West Ham scarf between us. Remember?

Oh. Well, then, that's for you.

-What is it?

-Aftershave.

That's cos you're so butch!

Just got a message from Buster.

He's going to be a bit late.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

What's Dean doing going into Ronnie's?

What are you doing?

I'm just going to nip over and get Lee's present.

-Here you go, Shirley.

-I'll only be a second.

Don't worry about it. Do it later.

Thanks.

Where's Rox?

She's been held up. She won't be long.

-Shall I take that?

-Yeah, cheers.

Do you want a drink while we wait?

Nah, I better not. I've got work.

Really? One drink's not going to hurt, is it? I, um...

-I ran out of beer so just made a couple of gin and tonics.

-Oh.

Cheers.

You all right?

No, baby. I'm not sure I am.

Why? What's happened?

So what's brought all this on, then?

-Brought what on?

-Well, you actually buying Roxy out of the house.

Shall we just wait for Roxy to get here, Dean?

There's bits in this.

-Really?

-Hm.

Hm. That must be the drugs I crushed up.

No, I thought I'd given them a good stir, but clearly not good enough.