08/03/2016 EastEnders

Lee!

Nance!

-We're in here.

-Calm down, Mick, all right?

What's happened?

We're not sure. We're not sure exactly.

We were just downstairs and we heard this bang.

-Whit said there's been an accident.

-Yeah, that's right.

Yeah... No, it's not... It was an accident, but...

Me and Lee had a row...

and...I pushed him...

-And he fell into Ollie's highchair.

-What?

-I think he's fine, Mick.

-Yeah. No harm done, eh?

Give us him here, babe.

Come here.

BABY CRIES

Sh. Sh.

Listen to me.

There's a service entrance at the back of the prison kitchens.

It leads on to a road.

-I ain't hearing this.

-Look, look. We wait there. There's a bin store.

We park by that.

There's ten minutes where everything goes mad, when all the lags

come in at once and that's when Dad reckons he can make his move.

If we leave now, we can get there just before he comes out.

Come on, JJ.

-Do I just leave him there?

-Yeah.

Surprise!

LAUGHTER

Look, it's Mummy!

Oh, I love you!

-What are you doing?

-Oh...

-Look, I'm intruding.

-No, you're not.

Well, they did this for you, not for me.

-Billy!

-Be doing us a favour, as it happens.

Please, Auntie Ronnie.

OK.

-Yay!

-Right, come on.

TELEVISION ON

This has been one huge scam, hasn't it?

You and your dad playing me for a mug.

It ain't a scam. And no-one's been playing you for anything.

How long has this been going on then?

A week?

A month?

Since I first started visiting him?

He'll be waiting at the service

entrance of the prison kitchen.

Lucas only got that job cos I put in a good word for him.

No, look, Dad loves you.

He always has, he always will.

He wants to be with you more than anything in the world.

Yeah?

There's only one little problem with that though, isn't there?

-What?

-He's serving a life sentence.

-But he shouldn't be.

Not any more anyway, but they won't accept that.

The governor, the parole board, none of them.

But I talked to him. He's changed, I know he has.

-Look, we can be on a ferry in less than two hours.

-Ferry?

Yeah.

Got the tickets right here.

First we go to France, and then we go down to Spain.

Look, this can be a fresh start for all of us.

Me, you, Dad...

And even JJ.

A chance for us to put the family back together.

But we'll never be that, not a proper one anyway.

Not unless you come with us.

Look, Dad wants this so much.

So do I.

So does JJ.

And so do you.

-FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING

-You love him. You know you do.

You still here?

I thought I was going to be the last one over there.

Mum, is everything all right?

Yeah, everything's fine.

VINCENT SIGHS

Where are they?

-I'm here, aren't I?

-And that's all that matters.

-Where you going?

-Going to find out where Mum's got to.

I'll be about five minutes, all right?

Hey, hey. It's Mother's Day, you know.

-I know. That's why I'm here.

-Oh, lighten up, will you?

It's all right for you. You're not a mother yet.

And that's all right, is it?

Listen, for us mums, this is a very important day.

Sorry, Patrick.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

-PATRICK SUCKS HIS TEETH

-What did I say?

Honestly, Libs. I'm fine. I'll be there as quick as I can, OK?

I don't understand. Why don't you just come now?

Just need to get JJ's stuff together.

Know what kids are like.

If you don't keep them entertained,

they're murder, ain't they?

Right, tell them to keep some shampoo for me, won't you?

-You know what your Auntie Kim's like.

-Yeah.

I knew you wouldn't let us down.

Are you sure he's all right?

He's a bit grizzly, but he probably just wants his feed.

Maybe, like, we should get him looked at anyway, just in case.

If we rush him to the doctor's every time he has a bit of a fall,

we'll never be out of the place.

Yeah, I know, but it's his nut though, isn't it?

He's guzzling it down.

Look, the other kids had their fair share of knocks. Do you remember?

-You dropped Lee once when he was about Ollie's age.

-Yeah, yeah.

Explains a lot.

It's just a little bump, that's all.

I know this is going to sound weird, maybe it's a good thing.

Me kid has a close encounter with the kitchen floor.

I don't know why we ain't all break dancing(!)

I don't mean the accident, of course not.

Maybe this is what lee and Nancy needed. I mean, you saw their faces.

Maybe this will bring them to their senses.

And if anything changes with Ollie, we'll take him straight in.

I was scared stiff, too, when I first saw him.

He's OK, Mick. Look.

Maybe now, Lee and Nancy will be too.

Mum?

Mum, are you here?

Mum?

CLAUDETTE BREATHING HEAVILY

What are you doing?

What?

Look at me.

What are you talking about?

That's what you used to say to me when I was younger.

When I was doing something that I shouldn't be.

Jordan...

You'd put my head in your hands, just like this.

And you'd say, "Look at me."

What are you doing?

Libby?

Surprise.

-Hey!

-Never mind surprise! Where's Denise?

-And everyone else. Is it just us?

-You know,

there must be an echo in this room because that's exactly what

I was thinking.

I just got changed and I was coming over to the restaurant

when this stranger... Well, he must have followed me in.

Maybe I didn't close the door properly or something.

The way he looked at me, Vincent. I could see what was in his mind.

It wasn't just money he was after.

-Not when he saw me.

-What... What...

No.

He didn't get a chance.

The minute he made his move, I grabbed that and I lashed out.

I was so scared, Vincent.

It's OK. It's OK, Mum. All right. It's OK.

The look in his eyes...

It's all right. It's over now. It's over now.

-SHE SOBS

-OK?

I... I didn't mean for it to happen.

I don't know how it happened.

One minute he had his hands round my neck and the next, I grabbed

that and the next thing I know, he was falling down the stairs.

I didn't know what to do.

-It's just been going round and round in circles.

-No, no, no. Hold on.

So you have no idea who that person is?

No.

OK.

OK, so... So this is just an accident?

-What are you doing?

-I'm calling the police.

-What?

Look, we just tell them what happened, all right?

-Vincent!

-Look, it's simple, OK?

That lowlife tried to attack you.

But now he's lying dead in our basement!

That's not your fault, that's his! You said it yourself.

He had no business being in here in the first place.

I can tell myself that till I'm blue in the face.

-You really think they're going to take any notice of that?

-Yes!

So...

So you call them and you tell them that there's

a body in our basement and what do you think they're going to say?

"Oh, thanks for telling us. We'll send a van round, pick it up"?!

No, of...

Of course not.

-There's going to be questions.

-No, Vincent.

There will be an investigation. And then what?

Then nothing cos there is nothing!

-But I hit him with a heavy object!

-Cos he tried to attack you!

But look! There ain't no marks on me!

So they're just going to have to take my word for it

and you know the police better than anyone!

-Trusting souls, are they?

-Mum...

We don't have a choice here.

No, I can't do this, Vincent. Not now.

No, no. Listen.

-The police...

-Listen! You just tell them what you told me.

Right?

They'll trip me up.

They'll try and make me say something I don't mean.

I'm... I'm not just thinking about myself here, Vincent.

The candelabra. You picked it up, yeah?

Well, yeah.

So that means that your prints are on it too.

How's that going to look?

Two of us against one of him.

And not a mark on either of us.

Yeah, but I live here.

Why wouldn't my prints be on it?

I need you to step up for me here, Vincent.

I need you to trust me.

I do trust...

What are you talking about, Mum?

We don't call the police.

We don't call anyone.

Mum...

We sort this...

ourselves.

HINGE SQUEAKS

If you've called the police...

I haven't called anyone. Here, you can check my phone, if you like.

You can see it for yourself.

You said it.

And you're right.

We're a family.

I am the closest thing to a mum that you'll ever have.

And now, well, you're a parent yourself,

so if anyone should understand that, you should.

Sometimes, you've just got to... You've got to act for the best.

We've got to do what's best for our kids.

Even if they don't think it is. Even if they hate you for it.

Jordan, you are still here.

So whatever Lucas has done or is going to do, that's down to him.

You're not going to get in any trouble for it.

So...

..if you stay here with me, with JJ,

whatever Lucas does in the next few minutes, it doesn't matter

because the police can't tie you in with it.

You won't be there.

Well, say it!

-Say what?

-Say what?!

Sorry!

To me and your mum,

for putting us through that. And you're going to tell us

that is never, ever going to happen again!

And you're going to stop acting like complete and utter strings!

-I am sorry for what happened to Ollie.

-That's a start!

-I ain't saying sorry to him, though.

-Nancy!

What? No! He has never apologised for taking my job!

-I'm sorry, both my jobs!

-What are you talking about?

-I never took nothing!

-You didn't need to, did you?

Cos they just gave it to you, but I guess that's to be expected.

-What? What's that supposed to mean?

-This is what always happens!

-Nance!

-No! Golden boy wants something, he gets it!

-Don't you think you've done enough damage?

-This is typical an' all.

-What?

-Ollie took a little tumble, for God's sake.

-I tell you what,

-see you two...

-Mick!

-Right?

-Mick?

-I tell you what...

What are you doing?

What did you do that for?

What? You don't like seeing someone act like a maniac, no?

Neither do I!

-I ain't putting up with it no more! Get out!

-What?

-Get out! The pair of you!

-What are you talking about?

Am I not making myself very clear? Come here. See you? Come here!

-Mick!

-Get out! Come here now!

-Mick!

-And get out!

-Get out now! Out!

-All right, all right!

-Out!

Out!

Get out now! Get out! Keep walking!

Keep walking.

-This is really stupid.

-Keep walking.

-Mick!

Get out now!

Come here.

-What if he goes to the police?

-And tells them what?

I tried to attack a defenceless woman and, what, she hit me?

He could tell them any kind of lie.

So, what? We just let him go?

He terrorises me in my own home and we just let him get away with it?

That's my dad.

With Eric Mitchell.

Did he have this?

I... It's mine. I...

I must have dropped it.

I've never seen this before.

So you did know him?

And he knew my dad because why would he have this if he didn't?

OK...

-I didn't want to tell you...

-What?

His name is Gavin Sullivan and he's an old mate of your dad's.

Not that he turned out to be much of a mate in the end.

He was with Eric the night your father never came home.

-You've always told me it was just Eric that killed him.

-It was.

But Gavin was there too.

I couldn't believe when suddenly he just turned up out of the blue.

What did he want?

-Well, he'd been sniffing about for a bit and...

-For what?

He said he was down on his luck and he needed help.

That's why he needed the money.

But I don't get it. Why would you help someone like that?

I didn't. I just wanted to get rid of him.

By giving him a payout? Why didn't you just tell him to go?

I did, Vincent!

But he's not the kind of bloke who would give up either!

I played this all wrong, I know.

I know.

I should have done exactly what you said. Told him to sling his hook.

Now you can see why we can't go to the police.

-That was lovely.

-I know.

-You're so lucky.

-Well, I think it's true what they say, don't you?

When it comes to luck, you make your own.

Can't just wait for things to come to you.

You've got to go out there, you've got to make things happen.

-Mm. You really can't help yourself, can you?

-What?

-Any chance you get, you're trying to play matchmaker.

-I wasn't.

Look, I've already told you,

too much water has passed under the bridge for me and Jack, OK?

-I never even mentioned Jack.

-I'm not listening!

Jordan?

OK.

OK what?

I can't force you to come with me.

We'll have to go by ourselves, me and JJ.

I'll get his stuff.

That night, the night Dad died, tell me exactly what happened.

-Oh, Vincent...

-Just tell me.

You know what happened.

Your father went to see Eric Mitchell to get us our money.

-And Eric killed him?

-Yes.

And this Gavin? What? He just watched?

I suppose.

Why?

-Why what?

-See, that's the bit I never really got.

You said they didn't rate him, so why kill him? Why bother?

Maybe he pushed too much.

It was Christmas and you wanted them new trainers, remember?

Maybe he wouldn't let it go.

Probably would have happened anyway.

Your father was in way over his head.

He'd upset far too many people.

You make him sound like a major league villain.

Major league? Henry Hubbard wasn't even minor league!

I thought mixing with the likes of Eric Mitchell, he...

Admired him, did you?

Eric?

No.

Sounds like it.

Well...

Yeah.

Maybe.

Back then, we were all in it together.

Well, at least I thought so.

-Until I found out what he'd done.

-Then you hated him.

-Yes.

-And Gavin, I mean, he was there too.

-You must have hated him as well.

-Of course.

Makes this a pretty convenient sort of accident, don't it?

What?

The man you hated starts leaning on you for money...

What are you saying, Vincent?

I ain't a killer.

Look, why don't we...

Why don't we get cleaned up and head over to the restaurant?

It is Mother's Day.

Let's just put all of this behind us.

What did he have on you?

-What?

-This Gavin.

What did he have on you that made him think you'd give him money?

Nothing.

Like I said, he was just a chancer.

Christmas Day.

-When I came home from the scrapyard...

-Vincent...

After... After...

After...

..you said,

Dad came home from Eric's the night he died

with his tail between his legs.

That was another time. I told you that.

-If Dad did come back...

-He didn't!

..empty-handed with his tail between his legs...

..you would have been so angry, wouldn't you?

I know you.

You would have hated him.

Did you do it, Mum?

Did I do what?

Did you kill Dad?

I should slap your face!

You did, didn't you?

-Didn't you?!

-Yes!

Yes, yes!

Ronnie.

Tim.

I should have called, I know.

Told you I was coming. But...

I've got something for you.

Something from Joel.

And Danielle.

You'd better come in.

You go, Jordan, if you have to.

But you're making the biggest mistake of your life.

No!

You are not taking JJ.

Why is Vince not picking up?

-I'm sure there's a simple explanation.

-Which is?

I'll go and find her.

Can you believe it? My first proper Mother's Day and it's ruined. Why?

Because your grandmother said she was going to come

and then she went about her business.

Then your father go running after her like a little boy.

As for Donna, why did she get upset? I don't even know. She then does

a runner. As for Auntie Denise, I have asked her what's going on.

Have you seen...

And then there were two.

Me and your dad got into a fight.

I didn't mean anything to happen. Not like that.

-I promise you, Vincent.

-So what happened?

Where's he buried?

What?

You must know.

-If you did it... If you killed him...

-It was an accident.

What did you do with him?

They...

They were expanding the Spring Lane estate at the time.

It all happened so quickly.

We were rowing

and then he went out on to the balcony for a damned cigarette.

-Next thing I knew...

-You... You pushed him.

You...

You pushed him and you buried him in our estate?

Oh...

Why lie to me?

You told me that Eric killed my dad. Why didn't...

Why didn't you just say that Dad walked out on us, or something?

Why...

You've already told me, haven't you?

-The likes of Eric Mitchell...

-Vincent...

Please...

What was the idea? Eh?

Get rid of Dad, move in with Eric Mitchell?

We'd have had a much better life if I had!

But he was another loser! Never did know what was good for him!

He wouldn't have stayed with Peggy if he did.

You told me Eric killed Dad to pay him back.

Didn't you?

Made me hate him, the family... Because you was jealous!

I did what I did. OK?

For good reasons. Good reasons, Vincent!

People died because of that lie!

Arthur died!

Rather him than you!

Don't you look at me like that.

If I hadn't sent him out, that night, in that car,

you'd be dead instead.

You should be thanking me!

You knew, didn't you?

You knew what was going to happen.

No, you see... No, no, no.

That makes no sense because... The urn...

You kept it for so many years to remember Dad by.

Why would you do that?

And you know what's been in it?

Dust, Vincent.

Dust from the vacuum cleaner.

To remind me what your father was.

Dirt under our feet.

Argh!

Urgh!

Vincent!

Stop, stop, stop! Stop, man!

Stop! Stop!