02/05/2016 EastEnders

What did you say to her?

The truth.

Now I want your side of the story.

What are you even doing here?

I've been trying to get in touch with you all day.

Some people might consider that a bit rude.

I was going to tell you, Son. I promise!

The reason for the soup is cos I wanted us to sit down and

have, like, a proper conversation

Sure she did(!)

Ask Mick, yeah? He'll tell you.

Oh, Mick knows, does he?

Who else have you told? Is it in the Walford Gazette?

I was drunk, I was giddy. She was there.

So basically, I could've been anybody.

Like you didn't have anything to do with it.

Just out of interest, how old are you, sweetheart?

21. Why?

She's got a daughter your age.

-Older, in fact.

-What do you want me to do?

-You ain't staying in this house, that's for sure. So...

-Please, Son.

No, all right? Get out, the pair of you.

Good luck to you. No hard feelings, all right?

-You can have her if you like

-If you'll just give us a chance.

I've given you a million chances.

Now get out!

-Did you hear me? Get out.

-Whoa.

Get out!

Get out!

SHE PANTS

Mick? Here a sec.

-Babe, I'm watching the custard.

-Just come here a minute.

Oh, Tina.

Oh, look, maybe you should just not get involved.

She's my sister.

Kyle, you have to believe me. I haven't said anything to anyone.

And Jack never meant anything either.

I think you just got the wrong end of the stick.

Go away.

Well, you've left your cake

at the pub so I'm going to go back and get it.

It's a tart, and don't bother.

SHE SIGHS

Why did you give me your number? Hm?

If you were never going to call me.

Or were just hanging onto it in case

you found yourself at a loose end one night and fancied a quickie?

I get you hating me,

but you can't hate me as much as I hate myself right now.

Don't count on it.

-Listen, Soph...

-Don't touch me! How dare you?!

I was trying to apologise.

Yeah, well, it's a bit late for that.

Everything sweet?

You're her brother, right?

Have you any idea what kind of a person you've got for a sister?

-Please, Sophie.

-Drop dead.

Oh... Bit strong, ain't it?

Keep walking.

Don't worry about it.

Let's get off the square. Come on.

DOOR CLOSES

Son? It's Mick.

What?

Can you stop the clobber throwing just for a second,

just so that we can have a chat?

Go and...go and whack the kettle on.

I always thought there was something a little bit dodgy about him.

People say that about you, Ian.

-I'm not being judgmental, all right.

-I bet you are.

Guys...

I'll...I'll leave you to it.

I left my cake thing. What did Ian want?

He was worried about Kyle.

Yeah, right.

Listen. I'm sorry if I put my foot in it earlier.

This is a nightmare.

Right. I need the toilet.

Tell me if I'm being nosey but did he use to be a woman?

You're being nosey.

Do you know what? He is a really nice guy.

He doesn't deserve any of this.

When did he first realise?

I don't really feel comfortable talking about this.

Look, it's not like I'm bothered. I feel sorry for the guy.

The last thing he needs is pity.

Sorry he's going through it is what I mean.

You have to admit it's kind of fascinating,

wanting to be someone else.

Has he had some kind of op?

It's more than an operation.

I've said too much already.

-OK.

-Look he'd hate to think that everyone was gossiping about him.

He's still quite insecure.

Hm. Maybe that's what the ladder was about.

Well, yeah, he probably thought he was protecting me.

Why do you need protecting?

Well, my whole family are fruitcakes.

I'm quite partial to a bit of fruitcake myself.

-Andy, don't.

-OK.

-Seriously.

I've stopped.

I do get the brother and sister thing though.

We should put some time aside.

Swap some war stories.

What about tonight?

I thought you'd stopped.

Just be nice to have some company once in a while.

Instead of dossing in a building site, you mean?

Right, you lot. On your toes.

Yeah, two secs.

How do you know?

Don't worry. I haven't told anyone.

I thought I was being careful.

If you ever need a shower or anything, just let me know.

Are you serious?

Andy! Come on.

Tell your brother he's all right from me.

Nobody is saying that Tina ain't took a proper liberty.

I was going to tell you, Son, I swear.

Yeah, we talked about it earlier.

She's already said. Yeah.

Yeah, I was feeling guilty.

And we decided that the best thing

for you was that you pipe up and you tell her the truth.

I wanted to sort things out with you last night when I got back

but, you know, when I did...

You've told him, haven't you?

What did I say to you this morning?

I can't trust you with nothing.

No, hold...hold up.

Look. She was worried sick, you'd gone on the missing list -

how was she supposed to not tell anyone? She loves you.

Who else you told?

No-one, I swear.

Linda knows.

SONIA SIGHS

We've got this "no secrets" rule.

I'm sorry. That's just the way it is.

I promise you she will not say a word to anyone.

How are you feeling, anyway?

About what?

The lump on my breast or you getting jiggy with a 21-year-old?

I'm going to go.

Em...

Give her another chance, Son,

because you didn't hear the things she was saying about you. I did.

She really wants to make this work...

and we love having you as part of our family.

I'm really sorry about...

I've got everything crossed for you.

Well?

Who's the lucky lady?

Who's the lucky man more like.

Me.

Hello, darling. You all right?

Something up?

-I just don't really know what to make of this.

-Go on.

It's from Ben.

It says, "Pick you up 7:30. Dress code formal."

What does formal mean?

Glutton for punishment, ain't you?

Well, if something's worth doing...

She didn't really look your type.

And what is my type?

Bossy, argumentative, stubborn.

Zainab basically.

But only half Zainab's age.

Half yours for that matter.

Still, you know what they say.

No fool like an old fool.

HE CHUCKLES

Anyone would think you were jealous.

But it was my awards do!

Am I not allowed to invite my own daughter?

No, of course you can. I just...

I...

I was just feeling insecure.

-And that's my fault, is it?

-No!

If I would've had an extra ticket, I would've invited you.

-I know, I know.

-So what, then?

-I'm trying to explain.

Well, Mick's gone. Can't you speak for yourself?

Come on, Tina.

Things have been weird lately.

I feel like we've drifted apart.

And...

..I wanted to feel loved...

..and I wanted some...excitement.

And so someone showed an interest and...

..I couldn't help myself.

And that was madam.

I'm so sorry, Son.

I didn't plan to cheat on you.

Well, I'm sorry I'm not very exciting. But then again,

having a lump on your breast isn't very exciting, is it?

What am I going to do?

I want to be there for you.

I wanted to be there for you at the awards.

I was so proud of you.

We are good together.

Aren't we?

Son, I love you.

I really love you.

Please. Please.

I'm really sorry.

(Sorry.)

What now?

If you're feeling insecure or unloved, you have to tell me, yeah?

I'd bore you.

I'd rather be bored than cheated on.

You know, I miss things as well.

I miss the little things, you know, like when we watch the telly

and you'd stroke the back of my neck.

And I know it sounds really petty

but why am I always the one offering to make the tea these days?

Don't laugh. It's the little things. These things matter.

It's not all hearts and flowers.

Well, maybe that's my problem then. Maybe I'm thinking that it is.

SONIA SIGHS

No relationship is like that. Not after the first year anyway.

Well, it wasn't with me and Martin.

In fact, it never was with me and Martin.

You have to work at it.

-That's what Mick says.

-Mick's right.

It sounds so dull.

I'm so sorry, Son.

I want to work at it.

-I will, I promise.

-OK.

-Yeah?

-Come here.

OK.

-DOOR CLOSES

-Mum?

-You can't not tell her.

-OK.

What's happened?

Me and Tina had a bit of a ding-dong.

It's all sorted now.

Hang on.

When I came down this morning, you were all over each other.

Why don't you come and sit down?

There's something we need to tell you.

Thanks for letting us know.

DOOR OPENS

Third cancellation today.

Have you seen the outside of the door?

-I was just about to deal with that.

-I'm going to go sort this out.

Ian, don't make it worse.

Why do I always fall for the wrong person?

I really thought she cared.

You're not the only one having a lousy day, if that helps.

Then what are we still doing here...

if we both hate it so much?

Come back to Blackpool with me, please.

Hello.

Yeah, hi, Steve.

Whoa! Steve, Steve, Steve, calm down, mate.

Listen, I don't know anything about any e-mails.

Right...

Yeah, I know an Andrew Briggs.

Yeah. Leave it with me.

I've just had Councillor Steve Jacobs on the phone

complaining about 150 messages clogging up his personal e-mail.

And your name is first on the list.

How did you get his details?

-Do you want the honest answer?

-Yes, please.

It came to me in a dream(!)

So, does this mean a mastectomy?

We don't even know if it's a tumour yet.

-When will you?

-I need to get a referral from the GP.

Look, whatever it is, hopefully we've caught it early.

That's the main thing.

-Does Dad know?

-No. Not yet.

I'll tell him when he gets off this job of his.

I'm going to get it one day, aren't I?

-Not necessarily, no.

-It's like a family curse.

-Look, it won't help to think like that.

-How can I not?

Come on, Rebecca. We spoke about this when Nan was ill, didn't we?

Yeah? Don't get upset.

We're a team and we're all going to look after each other.

Things like this just remind us of how important it is

to love one another.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

I think we could all do with some comfort.

Who'd like some soup?

Sweet, mate. Catch you in a bit, yeah?

Oh! Here, let me.

Oh, thank you.

Did you manage to speak to him yet?

I thought I'd let him cool down for a couple of hours.

Wish me luck, though.

SHE LAUGHS

You weren't serious about that shower, were you?

Yeah, but now's not a very good time. Maybe tomorrow?

-See you!

-See you.

Oi!

What?

I'm not doing anything.

Yeah(!) That's exactly what my brother said.

Sorry?

She was 18.

He was twice that.

It didn't end good. Trust me.

If it wasn't for that stupid sister of yours,

we wouldn't even have come in the first place.

Sorry, am I interrupting something?

Soph's had a bit of an upset.

Right, well, I've got to go and pick Lily up from her friend's

-in a bit, so if you'd rather I just went now...

-No, it's all right.

I've had three texts from your mum these past couple of weeks.

She'd take you back tomorrow.

On what condition? I go back to being Sarah?

-Won't know until you talk to her.

-I'd rather poke me eyes out!

Can...can you calm down?

It makes me a bit stressed when people argue.

I'm going to tell you something now that you won't want to hear.

The reason that I loved Sarah and why I miss her

is because she used to think about people other than herself sometimes.

Where are you going?

Like you care.

You think I wanted any of this? Like there was a choice?

There's always a choice, Kyle! You just made the wrong one.

Sorry.

Someone had to say it.

Yeah, so much for being supportive!

He's doing all right now, then, is he?

-He is, yeah.

-Oh, good.

-He's getting there, slowly.

We have a visitor.

Whoa! I say! Someone looks smart.

Cheers, mate. Is he around?

He's still getting ready. I'll give him a shout.

No rush. Restaurant's not going anywhere.

Now, you're all right with us paying for this?

Yeah, yeah. As long as you guys are all right

with it being the Savoy Grill. It's either that or McClunkey's.

Oh!

This is for you.

I thought flowers would've been a bit...

-Coals to Newcastle?

-Yeah.

You'll probably think it's naff.

Ben!

You shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have done a lot of things, Mrs Coker.

I want to apologise for any upset I've caused.

That's works both ways, Ben.

I'm sorry too.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Well, you did say formal.

You all right, Mas? What can I get you?

Um...I'm meeting someone. Is that all right?

Pretending he hasn't seen us, poor thing.

Who's the lucky lady?

Why do people keep saying that?

I'm sorry. I'm just a bit nervous, that's all.

Jon?

-What do you want to drink?

-Oh, no, let me.

-White wine spritzer.

-White wine spritzer

and an orange juice, please.

So, come on. Spill.

Well...

I'm using a dating app.

So am I.

-Really?

-Mm-hm.

-I thought I was a freak.

It's just...I'm getting worried that she's got cold feet.

There you go.

That'll be £4.80.

-Thank you.

-Keep the change.

Cheers.

So...

you got a date?

Just cos I've got a dating app doesn't mean I got a date.

So if she gets cold feet or doesn't turn up, you know...

That was a joke, Mas.

Oh!

I know you think that everyone's laughing at you but they're not.

But the last thing that Andy just said in the pub was,

"Tell your brother he's all right," because you are.

-Not according to Soph.

-She's just had a kick in the teeth.

She's going to take it out on someone, isn't she?

I'm sure she didn't mean it.

I heard her say that your mum had been texting her.

How do you feel about that?

Well, look, if I put myself in your mum's shoes,

and I hadn't met you, and Lily come home and suddenly turned round

and said she was a boy,

I would probably say the wrong thing too.

And I know all there is to know about difficult mothers,

believe me! The amount of times I wish I could just magic her away.

If she didn't care about you, then she wouldn't be messaging Soph.

If she really cared, why doesn't she just call?

Is that what you want?

She can't be that bad.

Dad must've seen something in her.

Listen, about that.

-I just...

-Oh, it don't matter.

-I didn't know.

I was told it was an accident.

She never mentioned anything about a ladder. If I'd known...

It was scaffolding, actually, but...

Same difference.

How well did you know him?

-You really remind me of him.

-Really?

Yeah. He was kind and generous and funny.

-Was he screwed up and miserable an' all?

-Yeah.

We've all been that, haven't we? But the point is,

could he make a tarte Tatin?

Shall I get some plates?

Or am I meant to just sit here and worship it?

How did they get his private e-mail address?

Right? That's what I want to know.

Ian, you're obsessing AGAIN.

Soon as he's finished, we're closing up.

Not like you to be defeatist.

At least that way I can send the staff home and save a few quid

-Not without paying them, you can't!

-Of course without paying them.

-What's the point of zero-hours contracts otherwise?

-Oh...

-What?

Oh, no.

Oh, don't you look smart.

-Cheers.

-Sorry, lads, we're going to close up early today.

Yeah, but as you're family...

Where would you like to sit?

Thank you, Jane.

-TV:

-'And what about the garden? Is that sweet, too?

'Well, there is a little problem...

'Not a problem, per se, with the garden but you'll see.

-'OK. Job done.

-Job done.'

I'm going to make a cup of tea. Who'd like one?

Please.

-TV:

-'At first glance, Ursula might be a little surprised by my choice.

'A three-bedroom end terrace, it's part of a new development

'near the centre of Bude.'

So, how long have you been into fancy dress?

Um, rude!

Well, there was that legendary party in...Bodrum?

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.

What did you go as?

Spanish flamenco dancer, of course.

It was good fun

but then I found out some beggar was using my castanet as an ashtray.

THEY CHUCKLE Isn't it romantic?

Yeah, but romance doesn't pay the bills.

I don't think I'd fit in a flamenco costume.

Oh, I don't know...

I said I'd give her half an hour.

-What do I do?

-I know what I'd do. Get hammered.

Yeah? Well, you're not a good Muslim boy like me, are you?

Oh, shut up.

-Just admit it, you're pleased.

-About what?

Masood getting stood up.

That would be very immature of me.

Oh, Mas...

Sorry I'm late. Wardrobe crisis.

You must be furious with me.

No. No, not at all.

Um... These are for you.

How kind!

You look, um, gorgeous.

You're embarrassing me.

Would you like to have a drink

or do you want to head straight into town?

I do have one weakness.

-Go on.

-Maybe when I know you a bit better.

Come on, let's go.

Good luck to them.

Mmm...

That was so nice.

Where'd you get the recipe?

What have I said?

My mum used to make it back at the B&B when I was a kid.

She'd lay on this amazing spread.

High tea for all the new guests on turnaround day, and I used to help.

Aw...

It was the highlight,

so I always wanted to give it a go.

So that's where you get your cooking skills from, your mum.

You miss her, don't you?

ALARM BEEPS

Something I've got to do.

Won't be long.

So, what is this weakness that you're so ashamed of?

Promise you won't be cross.

I do love a casino.

Ah! Funny you should say that.

Right, we are ready to paint the town red.

You got your Oyster?

Another weakness, I'm afraid.

I get panic attacks on the Underground. Sorry.

Oh, um...

We can catch a cab

You're so sweet.

This way.

Look at me, eh?

Walking you home and everything.

Nan did say that, if you wanted, you can come in for a drink.

Maybe we can see if she'd let you stay.

Yeah...

You don't fancy me any more, do you?

Oh, shut up. I fancy YOU.

Not sure if I fancy seeing your nan and grandad

over the breakfast table in the morning.

Let's leave it for now, eh?

I'll see you tomorrow, gorgeous.

Thank you...

..for a wonderful evening.

Bye.

I don't know if that's a very good idea.

OK, I'll tell him.

Bye.

Oh, sorry.

It's all right. I'm done now.

Oh, OK.

What's up?

Um...

Right.

Promise me that you're not going to go mad at me.

Why?

What have you done, Stace?

I've just phoned your mum.

You've done what?

She's coming down to see you tomorrow.

Oh, here's one. Taxi!

Oh, no.

We may have to go to the rank on the high street.

-Can I help you?

-That's what we're counting on.

-Sorry? What are you doing?

-You chose a lively one!

You didn't think we were actually going on a date, did you?

Please...

Don't beg. So undignified.

These your kids?

Sweet.

I'll let you keep that one.

Who's a bad boy? Communications industry?

He's a postman!

Naughty Masood!

Idiot.

Not an idiot. More of a prat.

As in Postman Prat.

Oi, oi! Come here! Give me that back!

-Agh!

-Oi, just leave it.

HE GROANS