17/03/2016 Part 2 EastEnders

Why would you say that to me?

Fats ain't dead.

No. No. You're wrong.

You're lying.

Don, it's true.

She killed him.

I didn't kill anyone! You're lying.

No. Donna, he is the liar.

Fats is in Austria, DJ-ing. That's what you said.

I had to, I had to shut it down, quick.

Shut what down? What are you talking about?

Can someone please tell me what is happening?

He - he's all right, yeah? Fatboy? He's safe?

Mum?

You have to understand.

It wasn't my fault.

You can't be serious, Mick.

You can't keep blaming Nancy for what happened to Ollie.

Lee was there as well!

Accident, son. Simple as. She should have been watching him.

She should have been looking out for him.

She shouldn't have been getting aggressive around him.

Listen to yourself. You're talking about your daughter, Mick.

Your car keys are on the side.

Thank you.

Would have been helpful

if you'd told me your plans before jetting off to Michelle's,

leaving my car at the airport.

Yeah, it was all a bit last minute.

I'm - I'm sorry.

Lily hasn't stopped going on, asking when you're back.

I know you're having a rough time at the moment.

All right? But I am here for you. You know?

Whatever you need.

I've not come back to talk, Son.

I'm just grabbing some of my stuff and then I'm going back to Chelle's.

For good.

What are you talking about? What about Stacey?

It's over. Me and Stace - we're done.

Word on the street was that the Mitchells had a plan

and they were going to hurt your brother and...

I had to do something.

What does that mean?

She sent Arthur in my place.

I thought that maybe, just maybe, they'd rough him up a bit.

I didn't know that they were going to...

You knew exactly what you were doing. No.

Donna...I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

You...you do believe me?

How? How did he die?

That doesn't matter.

Yeah, it does to me!

He...

They put him in the boot of Vincent's car.

He hated being closed in.

He must have been so scared. Screaming out.

Where is he?

Where is he?

They crushed the car...

Why didn't you do something, Vincent?

I tried! I tried.

All right? As soon as I heard, I tried.

But I was too late.

Fatboy never hurt anyone, you know?

Donna, I...I know that he was your friend.

I am so sorry.

If Vincent hadn't dragged him into this...

I dragged him into nothing. Do you know what?

He'd still be out there selling his cars,

cracking his jokes

if he hadn't have met you.

Dot was getting postcards... That was you?

You made us believe that he was alive?

I want you out, Vincent. Go!

If I could turn back time, stop him from being involved, I...

You heard her. Leave!

No, both of you.

What? Me?

I can't be around either of you right now. Get out! Donna, please...

Go!

Martin, you end this now,

you're going to set Stacey all the way back to the beginning.

Stacey needs you. Your son needs you.

I haven't got a choice, Sonia.

What is that meant to mean?

Just forget it. Do you know what?

I knew you had a selfish side, all right, but this is ridiculous.

I warned you. When you first got together with Stacey,

I said to you "She's fragile," and you promised me you could handle it.

And now look. You know, the first sniff of trouble,

Martin Fowler packs his bags.

I just can't be around here any more, yeah?

And how's Rebecca going to take this?

I've got this to give to her.

A letter? I don't think so, do you?

You're not going to get away with it that easy.

I'm going to phone Rebecca.

You can meet us over the Vic and then she can see

what a pathetic excuse of a dad you are.

Back from the dead, huh?

No thanks to you. Either of you.

It was an accident.

Accident? You buried me.

They left me for dead.

I never wanted you hurt.

Don't believe a word.

Why did you lie to me, tell me Mum left town?

To cover his guilty little tracks.

Don't blame Patrick. I made him keep quiet.

I'm sorry. But everything else - it was the truth.

You see, that woman is poison.

Murdered your own husband.

Stupid old fool. Haven't got an idea what he's talking about.

Deprived her own son of his childhood, his father.

All because of some - some vendetta?

Parents are meant to protect their kids, not lie to them.

Mess with their heads.

Don't blame me for your weakness, Vincent.

She can't get away with this, you know.

We have to call the police. And tell them what, exactly?

That you're a murderer. Then so are you.

Attempted murder. That's what they'll think

when I show them these bruises.

So go ahead, Patrick. Make the call.

This is what you do, isn't it?

Like Vincent said. You twist things to get your own way.

Donna... It's true!

You are a murderer.

You want something?

Doing a runner from your support group - you must be so proud(!)

I don't need this, all right?

Well? Go on, do one.

What is it going to take for you to wake up?

Henry Hubbard was ungrateful for everything that I did.

So you killed him?

No.

It wasn't like that.

We had an argument. On the balcony.

It - it escalated, and the next thing I remember...

Henry was down below. Cold.

Hand on heart. It was a tragic mistake.

That's it, isn't it? That's why you took me in?

What?

I was just some failed attempt to cover up your guilt?

No! I was never your natural-born child, was I, Mum?

Donna, I didn't mean that,

The only family I've ever had,

and it was all built on lies!

Donna, I loved you. From day one.

I loved you like my own flesh and blood.

You're a liar!

It's true. How can I believe anything you say?

I'm your mum.

I don't know who you are any more.

None of us do.

You're not family.

What happens now?

She's leaving.

You've hurt enough innocent people.

I don't care where you end up.

But you try coming back here - I will make that call.

To who? Gavin.

I'll let him give you exactly what you deserve.

Let me see her, Vincent. Just one more time. Pearl.

I'll say goodbye to my granddaughter and... and then I'll go.

You will never, ever see my baby girl again.

Are we clear?

Still not managed to kick that old mirror addiction?

Mum, what are you doing back here?

Kim called. Wants us to cheer up Dee after all that's gone on.

Look, I know I stick my beak in more times than Woody Woodpecker.

But from now on? Your business - it's exactly that, OK?

And I just - I really missed you, Kushy.

Yeah, me too.

Here, what's happened here?

Is everything OK?

It's just... Martin's back.

And that was his doing?

Just...not here. OK?

Look, why don't we go for a drink

before I head over to Dee's?

I'll hit the chemist. Grab something for that lip.

Then I'll see you at the Vic? Yeah? Yeah...

What's next? Buying him a season ticket?

Oh. Martin bought it for him.

He reckons it's never too early to get him started.

I was just putting it away.

I'm sure. Well, whatever it is that you and Martin can...

Just don't. Please.

Mick? Why haven't you left for the hospital yet? Linda needs you.

Son? Boy? Hey. Don't let what's going on up here

stop you being there for her.

Everything's tickety-boo downstairs.

Dad? Um...

I thought I could run some bits up to the hospital for Mum,

and then you could get some sleep?

No, you're all right. I need you down there.

What do you mean, he's going back to Michelle's?

He's only just got back from there. What about Stace? Arthur?

More importantly, what is he going to tell my mum about the stall?

More important than family?

Well, it's on a par, isn't it?

You all right? I thought you was still sunning it up in Scotland?

No. I got back this morning.

Dad wanted some "quality catch-up time". I just heard about Ollie.

I'm really sorry.

How's everyone coping?

Yeah, you know...

Actually, Dad ain't exactly, um... he's...

Go on.

No. It's nothing. It's fine.

We're OK.

If there's anything I can do? At all?

Thank you.

Dad! All right?

Here he is, the great traveller!

Sonia's been filling us in.

It ain't healthy, Martin. Traipsing off to America.

Not when you got responsibilities.

Why would you want to go?

Look, Martin, I'm not one for bigging up Stacey Slater,

or Branning, or whatever her surname is this year.

You were the one who did it, OK?

So you're the one who's going to have to deal with it.

What Ian's trying to say is - Stacey needs you here.

Listen, let's not have a repeat of earlier with Kush, yeah, mate?

Yeah. Yeah, sorry.

What happened earlier with Kush?

Martin, come on. You've got to man up here, OK?

You've got to start thinking of someone else for a change.

I mean, frankly, you go running off like that -

this is a newborn baby we're talking about.

What sort of father does that?

I'm not his father, though, am I?

He is.

I don't know where to start apologising.

Look, I know you've been living a nightmare these past few days.

And that's - that's because of me. I got you into this.

I'm the reason that...

Look, Vincent, Vincent. What's done is done.

The important thing - it's over.

The offer still stands. Trinidad. All expenses paid.

It'd mean a lot to me.

I want to make it up to you.

OK. You want to make things right? I need more than just a holiday.

I need your word.

Keep this family safe.

Away from all your dodgy dealings.

Consider this your new start.

I mean, you're his best friend. How could you?

I think... Nobody cares what you think.

All right, Sonia. That aggression - it's not helping.

Oh. Oh, I'm sorry - can someone tell the leprechaun to shut up?

OK, OK. Mum, it's OK.

So you lot - you're not even bothered?

No, course not. Cos you already knew, didn't ya?

A little bit. I'm really sorry, Martin. The whole Square?

Were you all laughing at me behind my back?

You've got it all wrong, mate.

Stop calling me that.

No, cos you ruined my life, "mate". Come on, you.

Let's get you back to ours. Come on. Come on.

We're all hurting, Mick. Nancy too.

You think I don't realise how messed-up this is?

Every time I close my eyes, all I see is that little boy.

And he's in that hospital bed.

And that's her. She put him there.

Just...

I just don't know if it's ever going to go away...

Don't say that.

I'm scared, Mum.

I'm scared it's never going to stop.

This fear...

It won't. Not when one of your own is hurting.

But this anger towards Nancy? It's not doing anybody any good.

You gotta concentrate on Linda.

So Arthur isn't my brother?

Look, I know you're disappointed, Bex. And, um...

and I'm sorry.

I'm just sad.

Thinking you had to go through all this on your own.

Look, Martin, you can't go. Albert Square is your home.

I mean, what about us? What about Lily?

You know, um, when we found out we was having a boy...

I got this...this feeling, like.

It was like a scary, scary amount of happiness.

Just me. Stacey.

And little Arthur.

It was overwhelming.

We all felt it, Dad.

Yeah. And then I found out.

Everything. It - it was all a lie.

And I got this burning. Inside. You know...

It just took over.

So you are right. Arthur needs his dad.

Simple.

But that's not me, is it?

And I can't stay here. I can't watch him grow up.

Ronnie! Ronnie!

What are you doing putting the chain on for?

I gave you a chance, and this is what you did with it?

Stop mucking about. It's freezing out here.

You can't stay here. Not any more.

I've got Matthew to think about.

I ain't going to do anything to him, am I?

Let me in, now! BABY CRIES

Stop it, Phil, you're scaring him! All right, all right.

I won't do anything, all right? I promise.

I'll... (I'll keep quiet.)

I'm sorry.

Your dad would have been really proud of you two today,

how you held the fort up there.

Thanks.

I'll be upstairs if you need me.

Shirl?

Do you think, um...?

Does Mum hate me too?

Say again?

What I did, hurting Ollie.

What? What you on about?

It's pretty blatant they blame me. They don't blame you, do they?

Right, stop right there, Nance.

No. Look, what Dad was saying upstairs...

Well, what?

What do you expect?

His baby's laid up in hospital.

No, I know that.

I just... Yeah, well, your dad's not in a good place right now.

He loves you...

He loves both of you.

..and, deep down, he knows no-one's to blame.

Martin, are you absolutely sure about this?

Yeah.

I'll call you as soon as I get to Chelle's, all right?

Martin!

Look, whatever this is...

it's too late. Martin...

if you go, I promise you,

I will do what ever I can

to look after Arthur.

Look, but... I know, I know, all right?

That idea is killing you deep down, all right?

Look, Arthur might be my son... Yeah.

..but you...

You will always be his dad.

Where to, fella?

What am I doing here, Vincent?

I didn't think I'd still be welcome over by yours.

Um...

I needed to give you something.

Out of everybody, I think...

I think he'd want you to have it.

He looks so...delicate.

He's a Carter.

He's got warrior built into his DNA.

Whatever verdict them doctors come back with,

me and you,

we stay strong...

because, together, we're a force.

And how are the kids coping?

They're not feeling guilty...?

It was an accident, L.

Just... Just an accident.

Come here.

Don't worry about Mick.

He'll come round sooner or later.

Anyway, I've ordered your cape.

Should be delivered Thursday week.

What cape?

Well, the way you handled the family back there...

"Super Shirl" we're going to call you from now on.

What's the matter?

My grandson's in hospital, it's a nightmare enough...

..now look at the state of Mick.

Come on.

Hey...

..come on.

If you're lucky, I might let you play with my utility belt later.

Ronnie's kicked me out.

I need a place to kip.

You're having a laugh, ain't you?

I ain't talking to you, you mug.

What did you say? (Buster!)

Just for a...

couple of nights, Shirl, tops.

You ain't seriously considering this, are you?

Look...

..I'm the one that did this...

..and I will take what I deserve.

You know, through all of her lies, Mum was spot on about one thing.

I am weak.

What happened to Fatboy...

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

..but it's clear,

she used you.

She's the one that started this whole thing with the Mitchells

in the first place.

She is the reason he is dead.

Where does that leave us?

I don't know

but we've got to try, haven't we?

Cos now she's gone...

..this is all we've got.

I think we should have

a little kiddie section in the gym downstairs.

What do you think? Hmm?

You know what, I want to go to the toilet.

Look, you just stay there, yeah? I won't be long.

But you will find out, when you've got to go, you've got to go.

I'll be as quick as I can.

Grandma's got to go away

but she'll be back real soon.

Yeah.

# Pearl of my heart... #

Grandma loves you.

I'll see you real soon, yeah?

OK.

Bye...

Bye.

Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.

Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.

OK. Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.

BABY GURGLES

BABY GURGLES