26/01/2016 EastEnders

You ain't taking her anywhere.

To see Mummy.

Is that what he told you?

Lil, do you know who that is?

Martin, I swear I...

I'm talking to Lily.

Lil?

He says he's my daddy.

That's cos I am your daddy, sweetheart, and I love you

so much.

Come on, then. Let's go see Mummy together, shall we?

I just said, you ain't taking her anywhere.

He hasn't seen your mum in years, Lil.

-Well...have ya?

-She is my daughter.

I'm not disputing that.

What I'm disputing is your right to just turn up out of the blue

after God knows how long and think you can waltz off with her.

-Cos that ain't going to happen.

-We need to calm down for a minute...

Cos I'm the one who puts her to bed at night.

I'm the one who tells her her stories,

who gets her up in the morning, who gives her her breakfast.

I'm the one who kisses her better when she hurts herself.

Not you. You reckon you love her?

Do ya?

Then let her go.

This man ain't taking you to see your mum.

Cos he don't know where she is.

And besides, who's going to look after Arthur, eh?

He needs you. You're his big sister.

You're his best mate.

How could he cope without you?

Come on...

Let her go. Tell him, Whitney.

Ryan, it's probably best if you just do what he says.

I thought you were on my side.

Martin's right, you need to let her go.

Neither of us want Lily getting upset, do we?

Well...do we?

And you wouldn't want to leave Arthur

without his big sister, would you?

Come here.

Now, look, if you really love her, you'll leave now, mate.

Or do you want me to call the police?

Ryan? Ryan!

Lily. Sweetheart, you gotta understand, not a day goes by,

not one day when I don't think about you.

I promise...

..I will be back. I promise.

Wait for me.

Come here. Come here, you.

Come here.

Is he a bad man?

No, no. He's not bad. He's just... He's just upset and confused.

Yeah? Right, this is what I want you to do.

I want you to go back to your room, get your jimjams on

and I'll come in any minute and I'll talk to you about all of this. Yeah?

But it's not bedtime.

No, I know. I know, but just do it for me, yeah?

I'll chuck some fish fingers on and we'll have a story and I...

I'll make you a hot chocolate, yeah?

With marshmallows, the works. Good girl.

What the hell did you think you were doing?

You go upstairs, charge up your phone. I'll have your blazer.

Don't want it getting mucky before tomorrow, do we? Come on.

Mum, don't start. All right?

We all agreed, all of us,

back at Christmas, that boarding school was the way to go.

In September, yes...but tomorrow?

If we wait until September, who knows what else he could do?

Or do you want me to wait until he pushes somebody else down the stairs?

Right, well...

it came as a bit of a shock to me as well, Kathy, but the thing is...

Look, the sooner he starts, OK,

the sooner he gets the structure and discipline that he needs.

Yeah, but if I can't get MY head round it, how's Bobby meant to?

Oh, Mum, Mum, just look at it positively, OK?

He's being offered a place at a top boarding school

in the middle of term. How lucky is that?

I mean, this is an opportunity we should be grasping.

He's just a kid, Ian.

Yeah, and this is exactly what he needs to grow up.

How do you think I feel, Kathy? But Ian's right.

This marks a break from everything that's happened.

We can start to look forward.

Look, look at this place. Right? Look at the facilities it's got.

He's excited. We should be.

He's going to be completely out of his depth there.

No, he won't. All right? Not for long.

I mean, he's going to make friends, OK?

Friends that he'll have for the rest of his life.

I mean, one of the kids there, right, his dad is an MP.

Another one's father is an admiral.

Right, there's company directors, judges,

solicitors, you name it, it's there.

Mum, this could be the making of him.

Yeah, and what about your father, Ian? What would he say?

He'd want the best for Bobby.

-Your dad was working class and he was proud of it.

-Oh, Mum, Mum...

-He'd be turning in his grave over this.

-Mum, Mum, please!

I'm going to the pub, all right? Before this turns into a row.

Unbelievable.

She's just worried, like we're all worried.

If my old man was that great, why did she leave him?

What was Gran getting upset about?

Oh, she... She's just going to miss you, love.

Like we all are.

He's my brother, all right? I ain't seen him in five years.

The reason I called him wasn't because I...

-Oh, you, you called him?

-He's Lily's dad, Stacey was in hospital...

Did you not think something like this might happen?

-He was desperate to see her, Martin.

-He nearly ran off with her!

How many times? I had no idea!

Can you just...just pass me a fresh Babygro?

Should be one in that bag.

They're dirty.

You might as well go, then.

No. Not until you say you believe me.

-All right, I believe you. You can go now.

-Lily's my niece.

You think I need reminding of that?

All I'm saying, Martin, is I wouldn't want harm to come to her.

Can you look at me, please?

I don't want you thinking badly of me.

I've got a girlfriend in the psyche ward, I'm running a business,

I'm trying to look after two kids as well as Bex

and I've run out of flamin' Babygros.

Making you feel better does not come top of my list.

-If you're struggling, Martin...

-No, I'm fine.

We're fine, Whitney.

Can I help cook the fish fingers?

Course you can. Whitney's just going.

OK, sweetheart. I love you.

I'm sorry.

Right, you might have to give me a minute,

cos I've got to go on a Babygro hunt.

Come here.

Jay, do you fancy a couple of frames?

Could do with taking me mind off things.

No, I don't. You should be keeping your mind ON things.

Like what you're going to tell Abi

-when she gets back off holiday.

-Mm-hm.

What are you doing?

Why'd you have to bring me back here?

-That's not fair.

-Just as I was coming to terms with it.

With what?

Never seeing her again.

Never being a dad.

Never will now.

Ryan, what were you thinking?

I wasn't thinking at all.

I just snapped.

It should be me in that bin... not Stacey.

Where are you going?

I can't cope with this.

Well, then let me help you. Please?

Why did you call me?

Why did you...

have to give me hope?

Where are you staying tonight?

Cos I can't keep putting you up in the car lot, can I?

So what are you... What are you going to do?

-Evening.

-Oh, all right, mate?

You all right? Hold on.

Two seconds, I'm just...

The Queen is in her counting house, counting all her money.

To think I always used to say money could never make you happy.

Yeah, only now that she's got some...

-Yeah, it's not mine, is it?

-But when we open our pop-up...

Exactly!

So go on, how much we got then?

We are 20% up on the same week last year.

In January. Mum and Dad are going to be so pleased.

So, just to say that Kush is having a little surprise

bash for Shabs' birthday.

Oh, all right. When?

Well, it's starting now. So, wondered if you wanted to come over.

Oh, I'm right in the middle of this, to be honest.

Later then?

Well, we've got a crib team coming in so it's going to be pretty busy.

Could someone not cover?

Absolutely not.

Sorry.

Fine.

Oh, come on, Tam, don't be like that, man.

I said it was fine. Would you rather I said it wasn't?

I don't get him. Am I supposed to drop everything for a party that

I wouldn't even have wanted to go to in the first place?

To be fair, you wouldn't have said the same last week, would ya?

What are you talking about?

# It's not about the money, money, money

-# We don't need your money... #

-Shut up!

-Hello.

-Oh, hello.

Er.. This is my brother, Ryan.

THE Ryan?

Yes, Lee.

Erm, he's in a bit of a fix and I was wondering,

if it's all right with you, if he could, erm, could stay tonight?

-Hey.

-What are you doing out here?

I just got a text from Kush saying to come straight here after work.

Please tell me there's not a surprise party

-waiting for me behind that door.

-I could but I'd be lying.

Urgh... I was planning on seeing Stacey at the hospital.

People have gone to a lot of trouble here, Shabs.

Yeah, I know. But I told him I didn't want a fuss!

You can paint on a smile.

Brilliant. Let's do it.

They're coming! Sh-Shh...

-Is she coming?

-Shh!

THEY GIGGLE

ALL: Happy birthday!

# Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you

# Happy birthday, dear Shabnam

# Happy birthday to you! #

THEY CHEER

Oh!

Thank you!

Wasn't so hard, was it?

Oh, you!

-You all right?

-Yeah.

Happy birthday.

So, it would only be for a night or two.

Look, I can... Whitney, I can always find myself a hostel.

What? No, no, don't be silly.

We're not going to have that, are we, Nance?

Well, we really appreciate it, don't we?

You, erm, you hungry?

Ryan was wondering if he could have a bath.

Yeah, if that's all right?

Yeah, of course.

Right, well, I'll... I'll get you a towel.

What you doing?

What do you think Mum and Dad are going to say?

I'll deal with Mum and Dad.

Isn't this the same brother who's been on the run for five years

-cos he murdered someone?

-No, it weren't murder.

If he hadn't panicked and run away,

-it would've sorted itself out by now.

-Lee! You're needed!

You're not having another drink and that's final.

Kath...

..do us a favour. Get us a drink, will ya?

And whatever you're having, yeah? For old time's sake.

Can you believe I used to be married to her?

Really fit once, she was. Weren't you, Kath? You remember?

What happened, eh?!

You were saying that 20 years ago in Paris

and it weren't funny then, either.

What's the matter?

I was just telling Phil, he needs to go home.

I'll go home after I have another drink.

You know, she's giving me evils, but she fancies me, really.

Ain't that right, Kath, eh?

If only you could see yourself.

Come on, don't be like that. Come here.

Come here, give us a cuddle. Come on.

You're seriously asking me to chuck him out

after what happened last time, yeah?

-CRASHING

-Oh, God.

Come on, Phil, up you get.

What happened, Trace?

Eh? What happened to all that lovely plasterwork on the ceiling.

I used... I used to love that.

What you do with it?

Here, Paul, come and give us a hand, mate, will ya?

Come on, just grab his arm for me. Cheers, mate. Ta.

All right, on three. Here we go.

-One, two, three...

-Wahey!

So, what's the latest with Stacey, then?

Oh, you, erm... You probably know as much as I do.

Well, have they sectioned her or what?

Well, I... I don't think it's fair on Stacey to talk about it.

So how's Martin coping with it all?

Erm... I'm... I'm sure he'd welcome any help you can offer.

Well, does she want any visitors?

I don't think she's in any fit state.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Excuse me.

I... I know it's a sensitive issue,

but I can't help but worry about little Arthur.

Well, I'm sure Martin's doing his best.

What's the matter?

Everyone keeps asking me questions and I don't know what to say.

Come on in. Guess who's here, everyone!

-Hiya...

-Oh, all right?

I'm surprised they were invited.

Surprised YOU were invited.

Can I get you a drink?

Yeah, yeah. Wh...what you got?

No, not that type of drink, you idiot.

He'll have an orange juice and like it.

I'll go to the kitchen then.

All right, all right.

Do you want to give Mummy her present, darling?

Do I get a present?

No, you don't, you cheeky little thing, it's not your birthday.

Aw. Oh, Jade. Thank you.

It's for you.

That's really kind. Shall I open it now?

Yeah? OK...

Oh! Did you do that yourself?

It's a Jade original.

I'm going to keep that for ever. And what's...what's that?

It's my pet dragon.

And do you have a pet dragon?

I will if you get me one.

Maybe one day.

I'm getting a pet dragon!

I said "maybe"!

You OK?

-Mm-hm.

-Are you going to open your presents now?

Yeah, just give me a minute.

Take that, cheers.

So I'm Abi. Right?

Go.

Do I have to mention Paul? I don't, do I?

Well, of course you gotta mention Paul. Now, come on.

The more you practise, the easier it'll become. All right? So I'm Abi.

Just got back off holiday.

"Yeah, Ben, there was, er... something you wanted to tell me?"

Is that supposed to be Abi?!

Mate, I'm trying to help you here, so be serious.

Just say the words like I said them to you.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Erm... Abi...

..erm...there's something I wanted to tell you.

Oh, yeah, Ben, and what's that?

I think I'm bisexual.

You said that line to her before, didn't ya, and it didn't work?

You gotta be straight.

-Oh, very funny, Jay(!)

-You know what I mean.

Come on, it's just a word.

All right, I'm...

I'm gay.

Right, again.

I'm gay.

-Louder.

-I'm gay, I'm gay, I'm gay! Are we done?

No, we're not done. She's going to want to know how long you've known.

How long have I known? I've always known.

Even before I knew what the word was.

DOOR OPENS

Here he is, Queen Ben!

-Easy, easy.

-Evening.

Right, he's all yours. You coming?

No, I'll stay. Help them get him sorted.

Suit yourself.

At last.

I've always wondered what it was like inside Mitchell Mansions.

People ask millions of questions

but they never ask about Zaair...

..or how we might be feeling.

They're embarrassed.

Scared, more like.

Do you love me?

-Hmm...

-Oi!

Course I love you.

Right, so you won't be angry if I leave?

-Eh?

-I'm in no state for a party.

I'll stand next to you the whole time...

Shabs, please?

Just tell my Dad I'm not feeling well.

Is everything all right?

Erm... I'm sorry.

I didn't even know she had a brother.

Which room's he going to sleep in?

So where's Whitney?

She's making him something to eat.

You don't seem very happy about it.

Babe, he's wanted by the police.

Mum and Dad are gonna go nuts.

So why is he staying?

Ask Lee, he's the one who said yes.

Sorry...

wrong room.

He can always stay in mine!

Oh!

-Ill?

-Yeah. It's nothing serious.

I think it's just all got a bit too much for her.

-Oh, dear.

-Yeah. She sends her apologies and she...

she asks that we enjoy her party as best we can without her.

Right, well, there's still plenty of food to be eaten,

-so let's get on with it.

-Yep.

Hm. Ill? Please!

What's really going on here?

You've been practising.

Will you stop being so nosey?

It's interesting. I'm finding out all sorts of stuff here.

Legends... Legends Of British Boxing. Is this yours?

So come on, then.

Come on, what?

Let's hear your coming-out speech.

No, not in front of you.

Look, if you can't say it in front of me,

how are you going to say it in front of Abi?

Come here.

Mm. Once you've told Abi, sure.

But, as of now, all of that is off the menu.

I don't want to live this double life any more.

I want us to be normal.

I've spent my whole life trying to be "normal".

No. You've done exactly the opposite.

All right?

Yeah, I'm all right. Dunno about Phil.

Maybe we can all sit down one day and watch

Legends Of British Boxing together.

What about now?

Uh-uh. I shall leave you to your rehearsal.

I'm sorry but she's resting at the moment.

Five minutes? That's all I'm asking.

She's just had her medication, she could be a bit drowsy.

You might not get much out of her.

Even so. Please?

Five minutes.

Stacey?

Oh. Erm, I was looking for Lee.

I think he's in the kitchen.

Cool.

Your brother's got a beer.

Is that a problem?

Well, did you pay for it?

I'm not being funny, but if it don't go through the till,

then it messes up the stock records, so...

Right, OK. Well, I'll pay for it then.

All right, good.

I'm needed downstairs, so are you, Lee.

All right. Two seconds.

What's her problem?

You put her in charge for a week, she thinks she owns the gaff.

Right, well, hang on. I tell you what...here.

You give her that. And you tell her, thanks for nothing.

And if all that wasn't bad enough then suddenly there's Shirley

and Buster with Jade.

I swear, I wanted the earth to swallow me up.

It's funny, so many people ask about you.

No-one...no-one, no-one ever asks about Zaair.

It's almost as if he never existed.

If you knew the conversations I've been having with you in my head,

you'd know how angry I've been with you, with Kush.

What am I supposed to do with all these feelings?

How come... How come you have got your baby and mine died?

A vengeful person would call you being in here justice.

Sorry.

Urgh!

Sorry. Sorry. It's just...

I hate myself for thinking like that.

It's not even...it's not even like it makes me feel any better.

I...

Sorry...

You must miss Arthur like crazy.

You want Arthur?

Yeah, of course you do.

I'm sorry, but you've had more than five minutes.

Yeah, it's all right...

I know what I'm going to do now.

Stace, I'll... I'll see you really soon.

All right?

That Nancy don't want me here, does she?

Oh, no. It's not you. It's, erm...

just her mum and dad are due back later.

You never said.

She's worried about what they might say.

Right. Then I should go.

No, don't worry. They'll be fine.

She's just having a little bit of a wobble. They'll be fine.

What do you think about Lee?

You going to marry him?

Don't know about that.

Well, you should.

Then one day, all this will be yours.

Well, I'll have a long wait. Mick's not even 40 yet.

Who's Mick?

He's Lee's Dad. He owns this place. He's a really nice guy.

Right. Well, you've fallen on your feet, haven't you, sis?

Good that at least one of us is doing all right.

Why are you picking on me?

Have you thought about what you're going to do long term?

-That's your way of saying I gotta leave in the morning, yeah?

-No!

Am I not allowed to be worried about you?

I mean, is this gonna be your life for ever?

Well, what other choice do I have?

I dunno.

Have you thought about handing yourself in?

Oh, yeah. That'd make things easier for you, wouldn't it?

-With me out of the way.

-No, I didn't say that.

Yeah, well, I'm not stupid.

I'm going to sort you out a bed.

Sorry to call so late. Is this a bad moment?

Every moment's a bad moment these days.

It took me hours to get Lily off to sleep, and then Arthur ran

out of Babygros so I'm having to wash them by hand.

It's just that I've been to see Stacey...

and, erm...I've had an idea.

Here you are, Ry. This'll be much better than the sofa.

Is one pillow enough for you?

What's up?

So how long have you been wanting me to give myself up?

I just asked if you'd thought about it.

Course I've thought about it!

You know how old I'd be when I get out?

-How old Lily'd be?

-Well, I didn't say you should.

Why am I on the run in the first place, Whit?

Eh? Why've I put myself through all this?

Because you were looking out for me.

Sacrificing my whole life, more like.

Then you've got the nerve to talk about me giving myself up.

It's all right for you,

with your cosy little life and your cosy little boyfriend.

-Ryan...

-No, you try living my life

for one day, just one day, see how you like it.

All right?

-Busy night?

-Oh, rammo.

Aunt Babe went missing towards the end of the night.

But other than that, Nancy's over the moon.

Mind you, she's a little bit gutted

that Mum and Dad weren't back in time to see it all.

-Lee, help me with this bed, please.

-Oh, yeah, sure.

I can't get this bit undone.

Here, give us it here.

-Ryan!

-Oi, oi, oi, oi!

So you do agree that Stacey and Arthur need a bed

in a mother and baby unit?

Even the doctor does, but if they haven't got one, Shabs...

Oh, no, no, that's the thing.

I was speaking to this nurse, sorry, on my way out and, erm...

she said that there was this woman in

just Stacey's position the other week.

But, her husband wasn't prepared to put up with it.

So he ended up finding her a mother and baby unit off his own bat.

In Hatfield.

So what are you doing tomorrow?

Going to Hatfield.

-Really?

-It had nothing to do with me.

All right, fine. Well, nothing?

Right, I'm going to call the police.

-No, Nancy, please, don't do that.

-I'm sorry?

We let your dodgy brother into our house and when he nicks the

best part of five grand, we're supposed to be OK with it?

-All right, Nance...

-Why didn't you take it to the bank?

-That's a point.

-I didn't think it'd get nicked out my own front room! Why are you sticking up for her?

He's sticking up for me cos I ain't done nothing wrong.

-You must've known he would do something like this.

-Yeah, I knew(!)

No, I didn't. What're you doing?

-Police, please.

-What are you doing?

-Get off of me!

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi! Let's calm down, shall we?!

THEY SQUEAL

None of that, come on!

Get off me!

Come on. Get off each other.

Come on.

What on earth is going on?