23/11/2015 EastEnders

SHE SIGHS

Go back to sleep, babe.

Oh, I can't stop thinking about Ronnie.

I should never have gone to the police.

Your sister killed a man.

Yeah. Whilst trying to protect me.

That doesn't make it right, though. She needs help.

I should be the one helping her.

Dean, I'm scared.

Don't be.

You've got me. I'll look after you.

-Have you any idea what time it is?

-Sergeant Morris, Walford Police.

-Can you confirm your name, please?

-Um...

-I'm Denise Fox. What's happened?

-We're holding someone in custody

that's given this address as their place of residence.

Sorry, I don't understand.

I need to confirm that the information they've given me

-is correct.

-Well, who is it?

-If you can just give me

the names of everyone currently residing at this address.

Yeah, well, there's me. Um...

My sister, Kim. Kim Fox-Hubbard.

But she doesn't live here any more. There's Patrick Trueman.

-Who have you arrested?

-There's no-one else living here?

Well, there's Vincent - Vincent Hubbard - but...

he's moved out now.

It's him, isn't it? It's him you're holding?

-What's he done now?

-I can't disclose any details, I'm afraid.

What, you knock on my door at three o'clock in the morning

-and you can't even tell me why?

-Thank you for your time.

Well, take it from me,

whatever you've arrested him for, he's done it.

You just wait until all the girls in your class know that you're a model.

They're going to be all over you.

-Girls smell.

-They do not!

Right, go and put your shoes on,

-otherwise you'll be late for your first day.

-See you later!

-You seem happier today.

-Yeah, I am.

Yeah, well, it's just, the other day,

you know, you seemed to have fallen out with Roxy.

We'll be fine, we always are.

I'm so jealous of you two, you know.

I always wanted a little sister that I could dress up

and play games with.

-I mean, there was Phyllis, but she doesn't count.

-Why not?

She wasn't real.

What you and Roxy have is too important to throw away for some man,

-you know.

-I know.

Well, don't let Dean ruin it for you.

He won't.

The only thing I care about is getting my sister back.

HE GASPS

Where'd you go?

I was just downstairs.

-Are you all right?

-Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine. Just a...

Just had a bit of cramp, that's all.

It's a lovely day outside.

Is it?

The boys could probably do with a hand at the Arches.

I'm sure they'll...they'll cope.

What is it?

I just don't like seeing you cooped up in here.

Listen, the, uh...

The doctor said I needed some rest, so just let me...

deal with things my way, yeah?

Roxy, open the door!

INTERCOM BUZZES

I can't believe they haven't arrested her yet.

Well, what am I supposed to do, just leave her out there?

-Aren't you going to talk to her?

-No, I don't want any more trouble, Dean.

It's a bit late for that, babe.

-Roxy!

-BANGING ON DOOR

Listen, all you have to do is sit tight.

Let the police do the rest.

All right?

Um...

-Vincent home?

-No, not right now.

-Yeah, didn't think so.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-I had a visit from the police last night.

Um...

Apparently, Vincent spent the night in one of their cells.

-I think you've had a bump to the head, Dee.

-Yeah?

-So, where is he, then?

-Well, he came in late last night

-and went out first thing.

-Do you know what, believe what you like.

I've heard it from the horse's mouth.

-So, why didn't they come round to me?

-Well, I expect he's trying to cover his tracks.

Is there a problem?

Dee reckons that Vince is in trouble with the police.

I think your sister's letting her imagination run away with her.

DOOR SLAMS

-Ladies.

-Dee says that you've been banged up.

-That's news to me.

-I think you should check your facts

before you go chucking accusations around.

You just can't help yourself, can you?

Yeah, the winner of the Grand Slam...

-Morning.

-Morning.

-Morning.

Any of you seen Roxy?

-Uh, not since yesterday, no.

-Is there a problem?

-We just had a bad fight, that's all.

-Oh. Is it serious?

Well, we both said things we shouldn't have said.

Look, the last thing Phil needs is you two at each other's throats.

Yeah, I know, but I've tried apologising to her, so what more can I do?

No. I don't suppose Dean's helping matters, is he?

You try prising her away from him for even five minutes.

-Ronnie, why don't you get her round here?

-Why, do you want to help?

Well, someone's got to try and sort this mess out.

Besides, if anyone can talk some sense into her, it's Phil.

Someone mention my name?

Family lunch - today.

-Since when?

-That goes for all of you.

Well, don't expect me to join you.

This family's hanging on by a thread, Phil.

We need you.

Claudette! Claudette!

VACUUM OFF

Can you do the upstairs first, please?

Cash In The Attic's about to start.

Wouldn't you rather take Pearl out for a bit of fresh air?

No. She's like me, she don't do cold.

So, what, you're just going to sit in here all day?

Do you know how hard it is to be a full-time mum?

I tell you what, you take the weight off,

I'll clear up your mess, shall I?

-This is my house, don't forget.

-It's my son's, actually.

-Vincent!

-Don't bother. He's just left.

And let's face it, we both know whose side he'll take.

Mr Griffiths is all laid out. Stuck him in his Sunday best.

-Oh, what did you do with his old suit?

-It's in the shop.

-How's he looking?

-Yeah, good.

Nothing a bit of colour in his cheeks wouldn't fix.

-Yeah, I got your wage slip here.

-Yes! Thanks, Les.

I stuck in a little bit of extra for board and lodging.

-You sure you can afford it?

-Well, as luck would have it,

November's already shaping up to be a very profitable month.

Hey-hey! So, everyone's a winner, eh?

Apart from Mr Griffiths, of course.

Why don't you take the rest of the day off, eh?

Take Honey somewhere nice.

You serious?

Well, just because things don't look good for me and Pam,

don't mean I'm not rooting for you and Honey.

Cheers, Les.

I won't forget this.

-I called for you earlier.

-I must have been in the shower.

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

-OK, right, I'm going to go back to...

-I don't want to fight with you,

Roxy, OK? I want to be friends again.

It's too late.

What do you mean, it's too late?

Sharon's organising a lunch later.

-No. No, I'm sorry, I can't.

-Come on!

When did we last spend time together as a family?

Unless you've got to run it past Dean first.

There you go again.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, OK? I didn't mean that.

Look, let me make it up to you. Please.

I need you in my life, Roxy.

I'll try my best.

I promise...

this is going to be a fresh start for both of us.

I've looked through this magazine, and there's not one dress I like.

I mean, are all brides

supposed to be six-foot supermodels, or something?

I could wait till the Boxing Day sales,

but I'll never fit in something off the rack.

-Linda, I can't go shopping with you today.

-Why not?

Well, because I've got everyone coming round for lunch.

-Yeah, but this was your suggestion!

-I know, I know, darling. I'm sorry.

Sorry? Look, the wedding's weeks away

and I still don't have anything to wear.

You're supposed to be helping me with wed-min.

Has something happened?

No, it's Phil. He's just been a bit low lately.

So you're throwing a family lunch? Oh, that's bound to sort him out.

Well, I want him to feel needed again, you know?

Don't your little get-togethers have a habit of kicking off?

Not this time.

Maybe we should cancel the hen do an' all.

Sounds like you've got enough on your plate.

You're joking, aren't you?

It's the only thing that's keeping me going.

-Lunch with your family? Are you serious?

-I don't want to go on my own.

What does your sister intend to do this time?

Strychnine in the Viennetta?

-Oh, come on.

-Don't know what I'm worried about. With any luck,

-the police would have picked her up by then.

-Ssh!

-Keep your voice down.

-Why?

Everyone's going to know soon enough.

-That's assuming you told them everything.

-Of course I did.

So where are they, then?

DOOR SLAMS

The door was open.

Fats!

-Oh!

-I'm looking for Dot.

Oh, sorry! Um, yeah, she's at an appointment somewhere.

-Oh, I was hoping she'd babysit Matthew.

-Oh, sorry.

Listen, you're not going to tell Phil about this, are you?

I just wanted to get, you know, a few practice sessions in.

Arthur? What happened to Fat Boy?

-Well, just trying a little rebranding, you know?

-Mm.

-So, what, you working for Vincent now?

-Yep, he's resident DJ.

Oh, well, let me know and I can put you in touch with

-a few contacts in Ibiza, if you want.

-Yeah? That'd be awesome.

I forgot you and Rox used to be big on the club scene.

Used to be? Don't write us off just yet, Fats.

Ah, what, what, the Mitchell sisters making a comeback, yeah?

-Yeah, damn right we are.

-Yeah!

You can wipe that smile off your face for a start.

I don't suppose you could change a tenner for me, could you?

-Yeah, go on.

-What's up with you?

Ah. Denise had a...a late one.

Mm! I want to know everything.

-I had the police round.

-Mm.

-Sounds like my kind of night.

-No, they, uh...

They had someone in custody who gave my address as their place.

-Who is it?

-Well, that's just it, I've got no idea.

-Well, there's only one thing for it.

-What's that, then?

-Well, we find out, of course.

-How?

-You leave it to me.

I'll have the case cracked by lunchtime.

Hey.

-I'll have a bottle of champagne, please.

-Celebrating?

-Yeah, something like that.

-I'll just grab you one from out there.

-Looking really good there, blue eyes.

-Am I?

-Yeah, haven't seen a twinkle like that in a little while.

-Right.

-That'll be £25, please.

-Oh.

I hear Fat Boy's working for you, is he?

Yeah, he's a good kid.

Well, make sure he stays that way. Thank you.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Vincent.

When?

-Ta-da!

-Well, you look very smart.

-Yeah.

Well, I'm going for a classic cut.

Is it new?

-No, I prefer to call it vintage.

-Oh, well, it really suits you.

Yeah, well, I thought I'd better look the part,

seeing as I'm taking you up west.

-What?!

-Treating us to a bit of lunch.

-Oh, Billy.

-Well, go on, then.

Get your glad rags on.

It's only a start, Hon!

You are now looking at the new and improved William Mitchell.

-Do you want me to give you a hand?

-I ain't completely useless.

Everyone will be here soon.

Why are you going to all this trouble?

Because this place looks like a bombsite.

I'm talking about inviting everyone round here.

Because that's what families do, Phil.

They sit together, eat together, enjoy each other's company.

Yeah, well, this ain't Little House On The Prairie, is it?

What do you want me to do, huh?

Just sit back and watch this family slowly fall apart,

because that is what's going to happen if you don't step up.

You know, there's Roxy and Ronnie

tearing bits out of each other and...

Ben and Jade, they're working all hours just to keep the Arches afloat.

And what are you doing?

You're sitting up here feeling sorry for yourself.

I'm trying.

Well, try harder, Phil.

Because I can't do this on my own.

How long's this all going to take, eh? We've got cars booked in all afternoon.

This is a Mitchell lunch. Could go on for days.

Well, if it's a family thing, why am I invited?

-Because you're one of us, Jay.

-Oh, yeah, of course I am.

-I keep forgetting.

-Phil wouldn't ask you here if he didn't want you here, would he?

-Well, he didn't ask, Sharon did.

-Hiya.

-Hi.

-Any sign of Roxy?

-Uh, no, not yet.

Is she even going to turn up?

I swear, your father gets more stubborn by the day.

Let me talk to him.

-Where's Billy and Honey?

-I don't know. I thought you'd invited them.

Do I have to do everything myself?

-Dad, I'll do that for you.

-I can do it.

-Come on, don't be stupid.

-I said I can do it, all right?

Stupid button.

Get off. Come here.

Lunch is almost done.

Sharon's, uh, really gone to town.

Dad, look, I know these past few weeks ain't been easy for you.

-You're doing really well.

-Am I?

It's going to take a lot more than Gavin Sullivan to beat you.

Yeah, course it is.

I'll see you downstairs.

-Yeah?

-Yeah, yeah.

-HONEY:

-You know, I think I'm going to really like living here.

I know Ronnie's had her problems and all that but...

I think me and her are going to become the best of friends.

Don't you like it?

Oh, Hon, you look beautiful.

Where are you taking me, then?

Somewhere very fancy. Up west.

-It's all right, I've got a coupon and everything.

-A coupon?

Don't worry, it's three course.

-Garlic mushrooms.

-Garlic mushrooms?

-Mm.

I had no idea we were going that posh.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS Oh. Sorry.

Hi, Sharon.

Why are you telling me this now?

Brilliant(!)

Really sorry, Hon.

Change of plan.

-Here you are, mate. I thought you could do with that.

-Oh, thanks.

-Still no word from the Old Bill?

-No, not a peep.

-Right. So, first thing we need to do...

-Yeah?

..is get a list of every tenant you've had staying.

Oh, no, well, I got rid of all that lot when I closed the B&B.

Oh. So, we'll have to start with the ones you remember first

and eliminate them, then.

You smell something?

I thought it was just me. Reckon it's the drains?

-What?

-Here, did you see that? She just took it!

Who nicks a cardi in broad daylight?

It...can't be.

Oi! Cagney!

We got a mystery to solve here!

Oh, I love a Bargain Hunt.

-Oh, is that you, Vincent?

-Mm.

Oh, put the kettle on for me, please, babe. Please.

-I can do one better than that.

-Oh, yeah?

-Go and treat yourself this afternoon.

-Mmm! Thanks.

-You're not going to come with me?

-I expect a fashion show later on.

And you will get one.

I thought it was too cold to go outside?

Then maybe I need something...with a fur lining in.

You really landed on your feet in here, didn't you?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, you live rent free.

Rent free? Look, I told you, this is my home.

Not according to the bank, it isn't.

-I think you'll find that my money's all tied up across the road.

-Yeah.

Look at the thanks you get.

Well, I can't make Dee and Patrick homeless, can I?

It's your house, you can do what you like.

I just don't want to see my son taken advantage of, that's all.

I'm not a freeloader.

Course you're not.

-I'm really glad you could make it.

-Ron...

-Well, don't just stand there.

Lunch is almost ready.

Come on.

Oh. Aunt Sal, I didn't know you'd be here.

I'm not happy about it, believe me.

Well, Phil will be down soon.

-I hear you've got a new boyfriend.

-Fiance.

-What does he do?

-Stylist.

Oh, a bit light on his feet, is he?

Uh, Sal, he runs a really successful salon, actually.

-KNOCKING ON DOOR

-I'll get it!

-I'll get it!

So, you two not living together any more?

No, Roxy decided to move out, didn't you?

Oh, just as well. You don't want to live in your sister's shadow

-all your life.

-All right?

-Hey.

-It's Tweedledee and Tweedledum.

-All right, Sal?

Oh, lovely to see you.

So, what was so important that we had to drop everything to get

-round here?

-Well, I just thought it would be nice to spend some time

-together as a family.

-Something's happened, hasn't it?

Everything's fine.

-So, where's Phil?

-Probably had a better offer.

Well, if he can't be bothered,

I don't see why we should have to wait.

Are we, uh, we eating or what?

Yeah. That's right. It's number 18 Albert Square.

As soon as possible, please.

Listen, I thought you might be hungry.

I don't want your pity.

Well, they're going off, anyway.

You're doing me a favour.

Listen...

-I haven't got much but, you know.

-Save your money.

You know what?

One day, it could be me bringing you a sandwich.

Dee?

Dee?

OK...yeah.

Oh, you all right?

What are you doing here?

Uh...I'm...I'm...I'm looking...

Pearl left her rabbit...

didn't she?

Where is it, then?

The rabbit!

Do you know what? Now that you're here,

there are a few things that we need to discuss.

Such as?

Well, this place, for one.

Newsflash, Kim...

You don't live here any more.

But I still pay the bills.

Ah, oh, right, so you're going to pull that landlord card, are you?

-Right, while we're at it, there's a bathroom tap needs fixing...

-Oh!

..there's damp at the top of the stairs.

-Why does it have to be so hostile?

-I ain't got time for this.

-I've come back for me purse, ain't I?

-What? Hey! You're lucky that I'm

even speaking to you at all after the stunt you pulled earlier.

"That landlord." Yes, I am the landlord!

The nerve.

SHE GROANS

-You all right?

-Mm, fine.

It's just you keep checking the time.

So, is someone going to tell me why he's sitting there looking as

though he's just done 12 rounds with Henry Cooper?

Been getting too big for your boots again, I suppose.

-It wasn't Dad's fault.

-Ben.

If it had been Grant, he'd have been six foot under by now.

So, have, um, you set a date for your wedding?

What?

-You look very flash in your new suit, Bill.

-Cheers, Jay.

-It smells like death.

-Aunt Sal!

I've been around enough old people to know what death smells like.

Talking of which,

hasn't your mother just come back from the dead?

That's right.

And to think I spent 20 quid on flowers for her funeral.

All right, now we're all here, um...

Phil would like to say a few words, wouldn't you?

-Do I?

-Mm. Go on.

Uh...

I know these past few months ain't been easy for any of us...

...but I...I'm back now.

Hear! Hear!

And whatever happens, as a family, we stick together.

Not exactly a poet, is he?

To Phil.

-To Phil.

-To Phil.

-Phil.

-To Phil.

-Sorry, I just need a bit of air.

Don't worry, I'll go.

Hey.

Look...

..I'm sorry I had to put you through all this.

It's all right.

I just wanted an excuse to see you.

-Ron, look...

-No, just let me finish what I want to say, OK?

I didn't mean any of the things that I said.

All I ever wanted was for you to be happy.

And...

if that means me putting up with Dean,

then that is exactly what I'll do.

I just want us to be back to where we were,

OK? I don't want to lose you, Rox.

I'm so sorry.

-Me, too.

-No, Ron...

Please just go.

-What are you talking about?

-Just...

Just go to Portugal, stay with Auntie Peggy, but...

get out of here now, OK?

-I don't understand.

-BANGING ON DOOR

-< BEN:

-I'll get it.

Roxy, what's happened?

-Ronnie Mitchell.

-Who's asking?

-I'm Ronnie Mitchell.

-You need to come with us.

Who are you?

Ronnie Mitchell, I am arresting you for the murder of Carl White.

-You do not have to say anything...

-Phil, do something!

You just can't turn up here. Who called you?

Not interrupting, am I?

Dean, just go, all right?

-You did this, didn't you?

-I'm just here for lunch.

-I'll kill him.

-No!

-Oi!

-It's not worth it.

-I think it's best you tell her.

-Tell me what?

She's going to find out sooner or later, babe.

What's he talking about?

-We're here, OK?

-Roxy, answer me!

I went to the police, OK?

-You did what?

-I'm sorry!

< Miss Mitchell, if you could come with me.

You can't just come in here and arrest her!

-Will you look after Matthew for me?

-This has to be some sort of mistake.

Fat lot of use you are.

No, wait! Ron, Ron!

I'm sorry! Ronnie, please!

Ronnie, I was trying to help you!

-Which station are we going to?

-We're not going to the station.

So, where are you taking me?

Who are you?

You're not police, are you?

DOOR HANDLE RATTLES

I wouldn't do that if I was you.

What? Stop the car.

I mean it, stop the car!

Where are you taking me?!