22/01/2016 EastEnders

It's getting late. We need to get him ready for bed.

Have you got the blue blanket?

I brought that little sleeping bag thing.

He can't sleep without the blue blanket.

OK. Don't worry. I'll text Kush later and get him to bring it.

-No, I need it now.

-OK. Yeah.

It is safe here, isn't it? I have to keep him safe.

Yeah, it's completely safe.

Don't worry.

There you go, look.

Done. OK?

What if they don't let you stay? I need you close.

I'll just sleep in my van if I have to.

I'm here to protect you both. Remember?

Thank you for waiting.

It's OK, Stace, it's just the doctor.

Delia Forde. I'm the on-call psychiatrist.

It's Stacey, isn't it? Stacey Branning?

And you are?

Sorry, I'm Martin Fowler, I'm Stacey's partner.

And look at you, little man. Aren't you the handsome...?

Now, I understand you've not been feeling too well, Stacey.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I'm fine. I'm tired, but I'm fine.

We just need somewhere to stay. Somewhere that's safe.

Martin said that it's safe here.

But I don't feel safe.

Hospitals can be strange, disconcerting places,

but I promise you're safe here.

Now, I managed to get hold of your notes.

You have a diagnosis of bipolar disorder, is that right?

That's right.

And your last manic episode was in 2009?

There's no locks on the doors.

No, no, not on the inside, no.

But nobody can get into the hospital without us letting them in.

You take lithium and carbamazepine for maintenance?

No.

She came off them.

Oh, when was that?

August last year.

She thought that they might harm Arthur.

Stacey, why don't you just relax

and tell me in your own words exactly how you're feeling?

I'm...I'm scared.

I'm really scared. It's...it's a lot to deal with.

Having a young baby's exhausting. I know, I had three of my own.

Can you take your glasses off? I can't see your eyes properly.

-Is that better?

-Yeah.

Now, you were saying you felt scared.

Do you know what it is that's scaring you,

or is it just a vague feeling?

No, I know.

Do you feel like someone is trying to harm you in any way?

Come on, Stace, you have to talk to her.

She can't help you if you don't tell her the truth.

Yeah.

Yeah, me and my baby. I fought him, but he won't stop.

Who won't stop?

Stacey, whoever, whatever it is that's trying to harm you...

..do they threaten you?

Do they direct you to harm yourself?

-No.

-BABY GURGLES

Why, has someone told you about the roof?

Th...They don't know the whole story.

The roof?

Yeah, I went on the roof.

I was just trying to get closer to heaven.

He was supposed to come and rescue us.

Who was?

God.

My baby...

is the son of God.

He's come again, he's going to save the world.

And the Lord chose me to be his mother, to protect him.

But the devil wants him, he wants to kill him.

And it's...it's hard, isn't it? It's really hard to keep him safe.

Please, please, you have to help us.

-Here you go, buddy.

-Thank you.

-I think it's in the bedroom.

-I don't mind coming with you.

-Nah, mate, it's all right.

I'll manage, it's just a blanket. Just a blue blanket.

-I'll pop these back in minute.

-Thanks, Kush.

-Hang on!

How did Martin persuade her to go to hospital?

Er...

he just talked to her.

He kept her calm. He told her exactly what she needed to hear.

It was pretty amazing actually.

Really loves 'em, don't he?

Yeah. Yeah, he does.

And I'm sorry all this had to happen today.

I know it was your dad's funeral.

Listen, if you see Stace, tell her I'll be over first thing, yeah?

And give her a big kiss from me.

Thanks, Kush.

-He's a good bloke, ain't he?

-Mm.

Probably around the same age as Luke.

Funny to think, eh?

All them years. Just gone.

Kat, why don't we finish our drinks?

-We'll go home, sit down, talk it through, yeah?

-Not tonight.

Something wrong with your phone? Only I've been ringing.

-Turned it off.

-Oh, right.

-Only I wondered what you fancied for your dinner.

-Not hungry.

Well, I'll leave you a plate of something out on the side

and you can heat it up when you are.

Paul Coker, you stop right there.

What's to do?

Is there something you want to talk about?

It's like you said...

..leave a plate out.

It was very brave of you to tell me what you've been going through.

You believe me. You know it's real.

I believe it's absolutely real for you.

And I think it must be tiring and...

terrifying and extremely stressful.

We need to take some of that stress away.

Does that sound good?

If you admit yourself into our care,

we can give you help and rest.

I think that's probably what you need most of all right now.

Where would she be?

The psychiatric unit here at the hospital has a bed free.

And what about Martin? He protects us.

We don't have facilities for family here, I'm afraid.

That's all right. It's close, innit?

And I'll come and see you every day, like twice a day.

And it's safe, it's definitely safe?

There's no safer place for you right now.

Would you like us to admit you?

Yeah.

Yeah, cos it's been really hard.

Arthur...

we're going to be safe, me and you.

If you'll just excuse me a moment.

DOOR SHUTS

-WHISPERING:

-Did you hear that? We're safe.

No-one can get us in here.

-DR FORDE CLEARS HER THROAT

-Is everything OK?

Martin, this is Nurse Igwe, she works in our psychiatric unit.

-Call me Eve.

-Hello, Eve.

So what happens next? Cos I'd quite like to go with her

to the ward, you know, get her settled in.

Stacey seems to be under the impression

that Arthur can stay here with her.

That's right. Won't be a problem, will it?

Ideally, we would like to keep a new mum and her baby together,

but I'm afraid we can't do that here.

There are only three mother-and-baby psychiatric wards

in London that can.

Well, how hard can it be? I mean he's tiny. He'd fit anywhere.

We're just not set up for it.

It's no trouble, I'll just nip home, get everything he needs...

Mr Fowler, I'm sorry, but, even if WE all agreed,

hospital management would never allow it.

The insurance issues alone...

But she's a mum with a new baby.

It's obvious they need to be together. She's still feeding him!

Yes, I realise that, and I'm sorry.

But I...I promised her.

This is going to sound harsh,

but I'm afraid the hospital cannot be accountable for your promise.

But I had to.

Anything to get her through that door,

safely and calmly.

And that was me. I had to do that.

So I am begging you. Please.

There must be something we can do.

I'd already asked Eve to check all the mother-and-baby units

in the South East.

All full, and they don't anticipate that changing in the next week.

So I'll just take her home. I'm sorry if we've wasted your time.

I'm sorry, that won't be possible, Mr Fowler.

Don't tell me what I can't do!

I'm sorry, I'm...

I'm sorry. You just don't know how hard it was to get her here.

In her mind, it is all about keeping Arthur safe.

They have to be together.

And if you're telling me they can't be together here,

what choice do I have but to take her away?

Stacey's exhibiting some extreme psychotic symptoms.

If she doesn't agree to a voluntary admission...

She agreed. You were there!

But it's clear she doesn't understand what separation means.

OK, well, you go in there then and tell her.

She'll walk straight out of here.

You're not going to let her leave, are you?

If, once Stacey is fully aware of the situation,

she changes her mind about voluntary admission,

I will ask my colleagues to evaluate her

with a view to imposing a section.

I can't pre-judge my colleagues' assessment,

but I think it's highly likely they'll agree with me.

I'm sorry, Mr Fowler.

But...

I just wanted it to be her decision.

And it still can be.

But she needs to know the baby cannot stay here in the hospital with her.

Would you like me to tell her?

I should get back to Paul, see what's got him so worked up.

Yeah, I should be heading off too.

Then...maybe we could head off together?

-Hey, bruiser!

-Hello, darlin'. Did you enjoy the film?

-Yeah.

-Good!

-Thanks for looking' after them, Whit.

Oh, no problem. We had a good time.

The little ones fell asleep.

Listen, I'm going to go and grab them

and then we'll head off home.

Martin back yet?

No.

Only I was thinking, if Lily wants to stay the night,

it's one less thing for you to worry about, innit?

You don't think Lily's in danger, do you?

-BABY CRIES

-No, she's with Kat and Alfie. She'll be fine.

Cos we have to look after her as well. I know you will.

I know you will. God sent you to look after us all.

-Yeah.

-What's the matter?

What is it? What? Is...is there something out there?

-No.

-Are you...are you sure?

You...you're sure there's nothing out there?

I want to see.

I want to see. Hold him.

It's about Arthur.

They won't let him stay, Stace.

But he's not safe out there. Did you tell them?

He's not safe out there. Did you explain?

-I tried.

-No, I'll...I'll speak to them, I'll make them understand.

Th...They need to know how much danger he's in.

They won't...

..they won't let you go, Stace.

He can't stay, but they're saying you have to.

But I'll bring him every day. And Lily.

But he can't stay.

BABY GURGLES

But you, you...

you said that wouldn't happen. You promised me.

I know. And I'm so sorry.

But you promised...

DOOR OPENS Stacey, this is Eve.

No, I'm...I'm not staying here without my baby.

I'm sorry it has to be this way,

but we have to focus on helping you get better.

Get better? I'm not...! I'm not even ill.

I only came here to keep him safe from what's out there.

-Stace, just listen to what they've got to say.

-No!

You knew this was going to happen, didn't you?

You knew, you planned it all. You tricked me!

You were just going to get me here and then separate us!

You're still working for him!

-Give me my baby back! Give me my baby back!

-Stacey, Stacey!

-Calm down!

-No, he's taking him to the devil!

He is taking him to be killed!

Stacey, Stacey, calm down, please.

-SHOUTING:

-God will strike you down for this, Martin!

He'll strike you down!

-Stacey, please.

-No, give him back!

-Ssh.

TRAIN RUMBLES

Paul will be hungry. I should...

Yeah, course.

Will Billy have cooked you something?

HE LAUGHS

I expect so.

Goodnight, Les.

DOOR UNLOCKS

TELEVISION IS ON

Time for bed, I think. Yeah?

Oi? What's up?

Is my mummy crazy?

No, of course she's not.

Listen, you know what you saw before...

I think she was just a bit stressed out.

Cos it's not easy with a new baby, is it?

But Martin's with her now.

And he's going to make sure that Mum and Arthur are OK.

Tell you what...

why don't you go and get one of my T-shirts.

And you can wear it like a nightie.

Yeah? Go on then.

I'm Dr Chen. Dr Forde's asked us to evaluate your mental state

with regards to a section, Stacey.

Is that clear?

God...God won't let you do this.

He'll send his angels, he'll send 100 angels

and they'll blind you with the light.

It's OK, Stacey. We know you're scared, but you're safe here.

My baby's not safe. My baby is not safe.

-Your baby's just next door with his father...

-No!

No, no, that's not his father. God is his father.

You...you don't understand.

His demons, they look just like me and you. But they ain't.

They ain't. They're everywhere. And they want to take my baby.

They want to kill my baby. Why...!

Why can't you see?

You! You, are letting them kill my baby!

-ALFIE:

-Kat!

-PRINTER WHIRS

Why don't we just get a different book? You're not going to do

no colouring in. It's too late for that. All right?

Good boy.

-HE SIGHS

-He wants you to tell him a story.

-I thought that's what you were doing.

-I tried,

but he wants his mummy tonight.

Paul?

Going out tonight?

Er, no.

Not like you to be drinking alone.

-Grandad, please...

-PAUL SIGHS

PAUL SIGHS

What is it, Paul?

I'm a disgusting person, Grandad.

Oh, Paul!

Oh!

Arthur, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I tried to be a good mum!

I tried to be brave!

Please forgive me.

Arthur!

Arthur!

THEY TALK

Mr Fowler, my colleagues and I all agree

that Stacey is very unwell at the moment

and needs to be in hospital.

As she's not agreeing to voluntary admission,

I'm afraid we have to section her.

BABY GURGLES

I know this is difficult, but she really does need our help right now.

That's it, Stacey. Nice and easy.

No.

No, please. Please don't hurt him!

Please, I'm begging you. Please don't hurt him.

-Stay with me, Stacey.

-Don't take me away from him!

Arthur! Arthur!

-Arthur!

-Stacey.

-You can't take me away from him!

-Arthur!

-Stacey.

-Arthur!

-I'm sorry.

-SHOUTING:

-Arthur! Arthur!

-FADING:

-Arthur!

Arthur!

HE MUTTERS

Martin?

Mate, what happened?

You've got to stop buying him comics.

It's all he wants to read these days.

What you talking about? He loves 'em.

Yeah, he loves chips and chocolate, but we don't get him nothing but.

I was just having a look, that's all.

-Oi! You don't have to justify yourself...

-Yeah, I do.

And not just to you.

If I take this path, it's not going to just affect me.

What, you think the boys would say no to a big brother then?

What, 31 years old?

-They're not going to be swapping Beanos, are they?

-Of course not.

But he'll bring other things. Teach 'em stuff.

Kat, we'll never know what he's like until we let him into our lives.

Well, he might be married. He might have kids of his own.

HE GASPS

-Grandma Kathleen. Oh!

-SHE LAUGHS

No, I can't do this, Alfie.

I can barely bring up the kids we've got. There's nothing left.

-What are you talking about?

-I don't want to find him, right,

-and have nothing to give him.

-Kat, you've got enough love in your heart

for a million kids, all right?

Come on.

What are you scared of? Eh?

-No, I'm not scared.

-No?

-I'm not scared.

I've just realised I've got everything I need right here.

The boys and you.

Is that why you're encouraging me to do this?

Because you don't think you're going to be around for long.

-No! No...

-Cos I don't want to think about that, Alfie, all right?

I don't ever want to think about that.

-HE SIGHS

-Kat, Kat, please. Oh!

Nothing good ever comes of keeping secrets from people who love you.

And, whatever it is, I'm sure there's a way of putting it right.

I, erm...

..I...I had a thing...

..I had a thing with Ben Mitchell.

-Yeah, see, I knew you'd react like that.

-Oh, sit down, Paul!

You know, we're just...surprised, that's all.

You're obviously upset and we want to help.

So, this "thing" with Ben Mitchell...

-..it's gone wrong somehow?

-Abi found out?

-No.

-Then what, Paul?

Well, people think that he's one thing, you know?

People think that he's spiky and tough and mean.

But that's not him. Not really.

He's warm and funny and kind.

And, when I'm with him, when it's just us...

..I feel good about myself, you know.

Like it's where I'm meant to be.

I love him.

I really, really love him.

Oh, Paul, Paul.

-PAUL SNIFFLES

-But I can't have him.

And I... I don't know how to deal with it.

I'm no expert, son,

but, if you love him like you say you do, you need to tell him.

Who knows? He might be feeling exactly the same.

But you won't ever know until one of you has the courage to be honest.

'It's my fault.'

All of it.

I thought I could contain it. That, you know, she'd get better.

-Anyone would find it difficult...

-Yeah, but I made it worse.

The story she was telling herself. I played along.

Even told her that God had sent me down to protect her.

I mean, what sort of fool does that?

I hope he grows up to be better than his dad.

I don't deserve him.

I can't do this.

I'm just going to muck him up.

-MARTIN SNIFFS

-Like I muck everything up.

You've got to stop feeling sorry for yourself.

OK, because you are better than that.

You need to step up. You need to stay strong for Stacey.

You need to stay strong for this little fella.

-Just look at him.

-BABY GURGLES

Martin?

Martin, look at him.

You're his dad.

He needs you.

-SLURRING:

-What did she just put in me?

The drugs are to help you relax.

And they'll make you feel sleepy.

I won't sleep.

I can't sleep. God...God won't let me sleep.

He'll keep me awake to see my baby.

Well, if you're not going to sleep, let's talk.

When did God start speaking to you, Stacey?

You're tired. We can talk in the morning.

After Arthur was born.

I heard his voice.

It was beautiful.

He only talked to you after Arthur was born?

When was that?

Christmas.

My baby came.

And the air was full of angels

and I heard it -

that voice.

It was so beautiful.

Was this in the hospital?

In the stable,

with the wise men and the shepherds.

Can I see him now?

I have to...I have to get him ready for bed.

I have to be a good mum and keep him clean.

Keep him safe.

I have to watch him. Watch him sleep.

Keep him safe.

Where's my baby?

Please give me my baby back.

HE SIGHS

Kat, you know, I didn't mean to upset you. Especially today.

HE MUTTERS

HE SIGHS HEAVILY

You know, I don't know what the future holds for me...

but that's not why I think you should find him.

But the way I see it, I think it can only be good.

You know, to have people in your life to love.

And for them to love you back.

Zoe and Luke, they're out there.

And, whether you believe it or not, or whether they know it or not,

I know 100% they will want you in their life.

I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you.

You won't be saying that when I'm doubly incontinent

-and smell all cabbagey.

-THEY LAUGH

-What?

-Oof, I think one of those has just kicked in.

Oh, you think so, do you? Very funny! Come here.

What you wearing?

We'll have a better idea of how long Stacey needs to be here

once we see how she progresses over the next week.

But she said that she was in for the best part of two months last time.

Yes, but that was a bipolar manic episode.

What? Are you saying this isn't?

Well, Stacey seems to think that the delusions only started

once your son was born.

Yeah.

And I've witnessed the strong sense of fear

and suspicion she's feeling. Would you say these come and go?

Does she have times when she...she seems quite lucid?

Not recently. Why?

Look, erm...

I can't be sure, but I think Stacey may be suffering

from a condition known as post-partum psychosis.

It's activated by birth trauma and made worse by lack of sleep.

Has she been sleeping well?

No.

Sorry, so...

what you're saying, this has nothing to do with her bipolar?

Well, it's linked, but it's separate.

Right...

-I don't understand.

-Well, erm...

people without bipolar can develop PP,

but having bipolar puts you in a much higher risk group.

Maybe as much as one in four?

So can you make her better?

Yes, Martin, we can.

Now, you should go home and put your son to bed.

BABY GURGLES

Beef casserole with dumplings.

Paul wasn't hungry, and I know it's one of your favourites.

-You did right with Paul.

-Did I?

Might get hurt.

He already is.

I love you, Pam!

I love you too, Les.

Can I come up, maybe?

Not yet, Les.

HE PANTS HEAVILY

KNOCKING

What are you doing here?

I love you.

I'm happy when I'm with you.

And I can't stop thinking about you when I'm not.

So now you know. Erm...

I love you.

You need to decide, Ben...

..for once and forever...

..what you are and who you really love.

Cos you'll never be happy until you do.

KNOCKING

DOOR UNLOCKS

Thanks for coming.

Look after your son, Lord.

Look after my boy.

BABY GURGLES

'Protect him from the devil...

'..and the weak men who do his work.'

And my Lily.

'Protect my darling girl'.

No child should have to see her mum in that state.

'Send her a guardian angel...

'..to watch over them both'.

WHISPERING: Don't worry, baby.

Daddy's here now.