17/03/2016 Part 1 EastEnders

Do you know what these are?

These are the keys to our empire...

Yeah.

..because we now own the Albert

and we're going to have a gym downstairs

once Uncle Linford does all the measurements.

-We're doing all right.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Yeah.

-I'll get that.

-Ah!

So help me. Do you ever answer your phone?

Come in. Don't wait to be invited.

Well...?

Look, boy, I'd rather you be sitting down.

Claudette isn't dead.

Patrick?

Why don't you come down to the Albert later

and help cheer up Denise?

Yeah, yeah, sure, sure, sure.

You been drinking?

Look, you come as soon as you can, all right?

But Kim's got me doing stuff.

Come alone, all right?

It's mad, ain't it?

They keep you awake...

..night after night, after night, just...

..until you get to the point you just WISH...

..they'd be quiet.

And then, when you can't hear them any more...

He's going to pull through, Mick.

And do you know why?

-Because he's us and we're him, and...

-Look what happened.

That was an accident.

You know that, don't you?

There's going to be no blaming anyone.

We have to concentrate on our boy.

That's great, cheers.

You all right, Sharon?

Yeah.

How come you're here?

Your dad rang, asked me to step in.

What, so are they staying at the hospital?

There's no developments.

Afraid it's a waiting game, Nance.

Well, if you lot are all here, I might just go to the hospital now.

Maybe after the police have been, eh?

Well, can't they just wait?

Me and Lee have already spoken to the social.

Relax, Nance, it's just answering some questions

and filling out some forms.

It's not like anyone reads any of it.

As soon as they're done,

me and you will go to the hospital together, yeah?

-OK.

-Don't worry.

No discount on the buns,

-Tina wasn't working.

-I hope that doesn't mean bad news.

Well, word is there's no news from the hospital - good or bad.

Who'd be Mick and Linda right now?

Well, come on, there's not a lot we can do for them,

but we can be there for Stacey and Arthur, can't we?

We'd get there quicker if we had a car.

Well, you can blame your dad for leaving it at the airport!

-You must have a spare set of keys somewhere.

-Obviously not.

Hot-wire it. I hate the tube, I hate the train.

But you love little Arthur, so it's swings and roundabouts, ain't it?

-Now, move it.

-I drew this for Arthur.

Oh, that is beautiful.

Your mum's going to love that.

Come on.

You've got your uncle's good looks.

Uncle Sean, the heartbreaker.

That's going to be you too.

This looks promising.

Yeah, we're getting on like a house on fire.

Aren't we, little man?

I bet I can guess how you'd feel

about the possibility of a home visit then?

What? That could happen?

We're thinking you could do a day here and a day there.

Oh, I'd love that.

-When?

-The sooner, the better.

Obviously, we need to get a few things in place

but considering you've got Martin there for support...

Oh, he has to be there?

He was very proactive in getting you to the hospital

and then to the MBU,

so he'd obviously be a big plus.

Right.

Stacey?

Just say he wasn't there,

or no-one was there,

when I went home - what then?

It's all right...

I think I know the answer.

Where on earth have you been?

-I told you to get round here quick, man.

-I had stuff to do.

Look, you better take this thing seriously.

She's alive.

Look, I've had a chance to think, all right?

-And maybe you should consider this trip that I offered you.

-No, no, no.

I SAW her.

And this ain't funny.

Ha, you're telling me!

Look, let's just put this into perspective for a minute.

Vincent...

I SAW her.

I can't believe I'm going to...

I'm going to ask you this, but...

when?

When exactly do you think you saw her?

Last night.

So, it was dark?

Uh-uh.

-Not that dark.

-Easy to mistake her for someone else.

No, no, no.

She was standing there. I mean, just like you're standing here now.

Look, I'm no psychology guy, all right?

But maybe with...what happened,

you wanted to see her, which is...

I get that, cos I'm in the same place.

No, no, Vincent...

your mother is alive.

I touched her.

She was cold.

Not cold enough.

You was there!

Did you see her breathing?

Did you?

I mean, I covered her in soil -

the sort of thing she would have reacted to, that.

She must have got up and riddled out, after you left.

No, look...

she's under the concrete, I know she is.

Maybe she was long gone

BEFORE they laid the concrete.

No.

Impossible!

Come on...

Like she rose from the dead!

Vincent, believe me when I tell you...

Claudette is alive.

We're going to take some X-rays, have a look behind his eyes,

rule out any other injuries.

It's quite a lot for a little man, so we take small steps.

You could've done that hours ago, he's been here all night.

At the moment, monitoring Ollie is a key factor in his treatment.

So, why have you got him wired up to these things,

when you're learning nothing?

-I do understand how difficult...

-Can you answer the question, please?

-Mick!

-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry to disrespect you, OK?

It's just that we need to hear that he's going to be all right.

We need to hear that soon, do you understand me?

So, I'm sure there's something you could be doing right now,

right this second.

I'm afraid there really isn't, Mr Carter, not until we know more.

In the meantime, he really is in the best place, I promise you.

Why don't you take a break, Mick?

Ollie could do with some clean clothes and

maybe some of his favourite toys...

-and more than that...

-"More than that," what?

Nancy and Lee, all right?

The police'll be round and one of us needs to be there for them.

And make sure they know that we don't blame them, right?

Cos that's all they'll be thinking.

Don't worry.

We'll get out of here somehow.

Mummy!

Hello, darling.

Oh!

Look, it's Arthur.

Wow!

That should be in a gallery.

I just bumped into Anya outside, she mentioned home visits.

Yeah, it's just talk for now.

Can I have a cuddle?

Hello.

Have you told Martin yet?

You still haven't heard from him.

What is going on?

He doesn't return my calls, my text messages,

not even Rebecca's.

I mean, what's the matter with him?

It's probably me.

Well, do you know what? Stuff him.

I mean, if he can't be bothered, at least you know you've got us.

That should cover you there and back.

Where's he going?

To the alcohol support group.

He looks like he needs a hearse, not a cab.

Come on, less of that.

Ben, he's trying.

Yeah, we'll believe that when we see it.

Not just trying.

Doing.

I wish I could say good luck.

POUNDING HIP-HOP MUSIC

The boy's a trooper, he's doing all right.

You promise? Only they said...

He's battling, all right? He's battling.

Mr Carter?

I'm DC Tony Phipps.

Are your son and daughter in?

Yeah.

Just wait here.

Mick! How is he? How's Ollie?

Must be good if you've come back.

We're hoping, Teen, we're hoping.

Sharon, you couldn't do me another favour, could you?

-Yeah, course.

-Linda's at the hospital on her own...

-Oh, right. I'll grab my things.

-Thank you.

Lee and Nance, where are they?

They're upstairs.

Right, just so you know...

Nancy's...

She's pretty raw, all right?

Where have you been?

You've got to see what's down here.

What you talking about?

Linford - he's found something.

It's horrible.

-No, wait...

-Just come on!

Linford, tell him.

Sorry about this, bro.

You've got a leak in your waste pipe.

So, what do we have to do?

Well, we can get to it behind this wall,

but it's going to add to the cost.

But...

But everything else is all right?

Well, I would have loved a little bit more time on these gym plans.

Kim's only just told me that Mum's not moving in.

Yeah, it was all last minute, you know?

Bro, listen...

I'm going to go back upstairs.

Oh, no, no, no!

We've still got visualising to do,

sort out what goes where, you know?

So, I was thinking, over here, we could have the treadmill...

They should be up here.

They can fill in all the gaps.

Yous all right?

Yeah.

How's Ollie?

Yeah, he's good. He's...

He will be.

What does that mean, "He will be"...?

Sort this out first and we'll have a chat after, yeah?

We just need to speak to both of you individually

and draw up statements regarding Ollie's accident.

It's fine. Just...

Just tell them what you told the social.

I'm going to be right outside that door.

All right? Don't worry.

Who'd like to go first?

Everyone keeps asking when you and Arthur'll be back on the Square.

I've never been so popular.

Sadly, I've got no idea, though.

I have.

Why don't I tell Anya that I could be the support for the home visit?

I mean, I'm in and out of here all the time, they know me,

that'll be a big plus.

I'd love if Arthur was staying with us.

Well, he does scream.

Especially at night.

-Mum can get up.

-Oh, thanks very much(!)

Please, Stacey.

I want to show my little brother off.

How long is a home visit anyway?

Actually...

my mum rang.

She said that we could stay with her

and the doctors were really happy with that.

Oh, right.

Yeah.

It's all been OKed and everything.

You know what my mum's like, she's really excited.

Bless her.

Then we can put TV screens up here,

top of the range, all Wi-Fied up.

Sorry, mate, I got held up.

Hi!

I don't think we've met.

Andy, this is my brother's wife.

Kim, this is Andy.

You've got nice eyes.

Sorry, did he say Andy or Handy?

Uh...

Well, I guess I'm going to find out one way or another.

SHE GIGGLES

Just to let you know that I'm going to be down here quite a lot,

just running my eyes over everything.

And if you catch me staring,

it's just that I'm paying attention to detail.

It's fine with me.

The floor got sorted then?

Yeah, yeah, it was all plain sailing

once the soil was levelled out.

Levelled out?! I thought it already was.

Not exactly, it was all over the place.

And as for the mud on the stairs,

no idea how that got there.

You never mentioned anything about that.

It's all right, we cleaned it up.

-Show me.

-Yeah, but it's not there now.

-Show me!

I want to know exactly where the mud was

and how it looked when it was down there.

But, Vincent, it doesn't make a difference now.

Some of it was trailing up the side of the steps

but it was probably Bigfoot here.

Look, I've got to go, yeah?

Vincent, we're visualising!

Vincent, come back!

Hey.

Did you have a nice holiday?

You've got stock edging out of your designated area.

-Have I?

-It needs to be moved.

Right, so this is how it's going to be, then?

Well, it's amazing the amount of trouble

seven inches can get you into.

Where's Donna?

She's at home.

Did she say why?

-Only, she never really misses a day.

-Not well, allegedly.

Right.

Patrick...

-who you been talking to?

-Oh, no-one, of course.

Donna?

No, just you.

Why, what's happened?

I'll call you back.

I know you.

Phil?

Don't tell me, it's...

..Lorna.

You remembered. I'm flattered.

Well, I'm hardly going to forget you, am I?

NANCY: Lee had gone behind my back and got this job that I wanted.

We'd been fighting a lot already

and he didn't want to talk about it,

and I guess that really annoyed me, so I...

..I pushed him.

-DC PHIPPS:

-So, it wasn't a physical fight, up until this point.

You pushed him first?

Yeah, but...

..it was only to stop him from leaving the room.

I shoved him to stop him from walking away.

-Into Ollie's high chair?

-Yeah.

It really was not on purpose.

But that made Ollie fall?

Yeah.

He was just sitting there one minute,

and then, the next, he was toppling over.

Did you hear him hit his head?

No.

It happened really quickly.

You didn't tell anyone?

No, I did.

I told Mum and Dad but we...

We thought he was going to be OK...

..cos when we got Ollie up,

he cried a bit...

but then he just seemed absolutely fine.

I thought he was all right.

I really didn't know, but now he's...

He's...

This is my fault, isn't it?

I've caused all of this.

Vincent.

You're in.

Tam told me you was ill.

What do you want?

That's nice.

I came to check up on you. Just thought something had happened.

Aw, bless.

Look, can I get you anything?

Hark at the Good Samaritan(!)

Sarky as ever.

Wait.

Sorry, I've been a bit moody today.

But now you're here, why don't you come in?

Sure you're up to it?

Well, who wants to be ill on their own?

I thought you'd be dead by now.

Still got that way with words.

It just looked like it was on the cards, that's all.

Yeah, well, you saved my life.

My hero.

Give yourself a pat on the back.

Well, it didn't do you a lot of good, did it?

You've spent the last however many years coming to places like this.

Maybe I'd always hoped I'd bump into you again.

Don't take the mick.

You'll be glad I'm here, Phil.

Not if one of us is leaving.

The thing about these meetings is you need to give them a chance.

Well, find another one.

Phil...

I'm not here for my benefit,

I'm here for yours.

I'm your counsellor.

You did me a favour once,

why don't you let me repay that?

Is this a wind up?

I can make you better.

HE SCOFFS

No.

Look at you.

Same old Phil,

never learnt a thing.

I didn't mean to be angry.

It's cool, it's been a bit of a tense morning all round.

How come?

Ah, people doing and saying stupid things, you know?

Nice to know you cared.

Only that's not always the case with you, is it?

Sometimes you act like you don't care at all.

I don't know what you mean.

Do you want to tell him, or shall I?

Hello, Vincent.

I'll be in touch.

Dad, you all right?

Yeah.

Just...

trying to get it all straight in my head.

How'd it go?

It was horrible.

It was just like being back there and watching him fall,

and not really being able to help him.

It's all right, Nance.

Dad, when can I see him?

Sharon's up there now,

so it's best if you and Lee just leave it for a bit.

Dad, it really was an accident.

-You know that, don't you?

-I know.

I know, Nance. Come here.

No-one's blaming no-one, OK?

Can't keep away from these places.

Sorry.

Well, I couldn't not come, could I?

Come on, you little terror, stop scaring everyone.

How are things at the Vic?

Yeah, it's all under control.

And how's Mick?

Well, I haven't really seen him, Linda, but he seems OK.

Darling, you're all going to be all right.

I won't have it any other way.

No, this makes no sense!

You can tell why I didn't fancy the stall today, can't you?

We've been up all night talking.

What have you said to her?

Everything, Vincent.

Donna, you need to listen to me.

No!

-You're going to do all the listening.

-No! Donna...

Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

We've got a lot to get through.

We'll start with you handing over

every penny that you have to me...

Donna, say something.

..and then you're going to leave Albert Square.

-What?

-And that's for ever.

If you don't, we will call the police.

And you get to leave that way instead.

Oh, well, look who couldn't find the hospital.

The meeting was...

It was cancelled.

So, why are you going in the Vic?

No.

-No?

-No.

-Look, I will get there.

-BEN LAUGHS

You're pathetic.

Ben! Ben!

Jay, tell him.

How's Lee since the Old Bill left?

Is he all right?

Lee's fine.

You need to get back to Ollie and Linda.

-Yeah, I know.

-Son...

Yeah?

Whatever, whenever - I'm here.

I know it's a pain

but if you've got pound coins, I will love you for ever.

-Thank you.

-Scotch.

Large one and keep them coming.

All right.

Look, she fell.

She really just fell.

Me and Patrick thought she was dead.

But you didn't call an ambulance, though.

We...we panicked.

-You decided to bury her...

-Donna...

-..as you do.

-..listen to me.

She killed Dad.

Listen to yourself.

As if she could ever do something like that.

Please.

You need to see what Mum really is.

Like I had to.

You know what?

All I'm seeing is what YOU are

and I don't want to see any more of it.

Well done. This is progress, isn't it?

Ben come blabbing to you, did he?

Come on, we're leaving.

No, no. Don't.

Can you help me get him home, please? Would that be all right?

I'd heard the rumours

but you really are a state, aren't you?

Listen, we don't need this at the moment.

Can you please do us all a favour and leave?

Your kid's still alive, then?

That ain't funny, Phil.

-Let's make a toast, eh?

-Phil, let's go.

Let's raise our glasses to our beautiful sons, eh?

Please don't make me lose the plot, mate.

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

-Let's go.

-You ain't got it in you!

-You're spent.

-He's not worth it, all right?

He's a spent force!

She's right. He's nothing. He's less than nothing!

Martin?

Let's...

Let's go somewhere and have a talk, yeah?

Wherever you want.

Look, I know that it's hard, Mick,

but you've got to try and keep it together.

I'm trying, Mum, I'm trying.

I thought I could.

We can help you.

-We'll all help you.

-I can't even face her.

Who?

Who are you talking about?

Nancy.

I can't.

I can't and I'm trying. I'm trying to pretend.

Every time I look at her,

I know it's her fault!

So...

..was any of it true?

Hmm?

Anything you said?

Did?

Did you even like me?

I loved my children.

That's not an answer, though, is it?

Vincent, you're my only natural-born child.

Of course I loved you.

You were my favourite...

..which makes what you did to me

hurt so much more.

What I did?

Donna...

No, you leave her alone.

She's got me, she don't need anyone else.

Oh, you've made sure of that, haven't you?

Vincent, get out!

I was going to protect you from this, Donna...

-Vincent, I said get out!

-..but Mum...

Mum...killed...Arthur.