17/08/2016 EastEnders

Ooh.

Oh, made me jump. I didn't expect to see anyone up.

You feeling rough?

-Yeah. Feel like I've been partying all night.

-Hm.

With the boys, it was a breeze, but with Nancy...

I don't know how many buckets I could have filled.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Sorry, love.

It's all right.

You thinking about today?

The trial?

I can't do anything about that, can I?

No, it's Mick and his flaming cold, hacking away every five seconds.

DOG BARKS

What is she barking at at this time of night?

I don't know. You better stay here.

No, you ain't going on your own.

DOG BARKS

No, we need to get Mick.

Look, I'd rather face whatever it is down here

than a sleep-deprived Mick when he's not well.

DOG WHINES

What is it, hey?

Come on, get down.

Is something in there, girl?

THEY SCREAM Linda!

Ssh.

Hey. You're going to wake Patrick up.

Oh, he sleeps through an earthquake.

Ssh!

Hey.

We were talking in the Albert for ages. It's nearly half two.

Half two.

The night's still young, isn't it?

-Do you want a night-cap?

-Night-cap?

Why? Is someone going to bed?

THEY LAUGH

Don't go. Don't go. Don't go.

SIRENS BLARE

Here. Come through here.

Through there, mate.

She got locked in the freezer somehow.

I don't know how long she was in there for.

-OK, can you tell me her name?

-It's Babe.

Hello, Babe? My name's Tom. I'm a paramedic.

Can you hear me?

Ten. Her breathing's very shallow.

Her pulse is slow.

-Could you get me a foil blanket and a scoop, please?

-Yep.

Is she going to be all right?

Eventually, yeah, but we need to get her to the hospital.

My guess is she's been in there a while.

-Can you get me some more blankets, please?

-Yeah.

-Can someone go and check on Ollie?

-Yeah, I'll go.

-Thanks, Whit.

Can you feel any of that, Babe?

Any feeling?

Hey! Lightweight.

Underestimated me again.

-What?

-Just...

I can't believe I've... I've been around you all this time

but I've never really... never really seen you.

Vice versa.

SHE LAUGHS

-It's like my little, little secret.

-What is?

That you are one of the most surprising,

exciting and you just...

..lovely people that I have ever met.

You know what I want to do now?

Can I have three guesses, please?

Oh. Oh. Mm.

I thought you'd gone back to bed.

I couldn't sleep until I've heard how she is.

Dad'll ring as soon as there's news.

It must have slammed shut on her, somehow.

You know, this door don't shut properly unless you give it a good shove.

Come on, Sherlock, let's get some sleep.

Thank you very much. I hope he likes it.

Hey. Long time no see. How're you feeing?

Great. You?

Yeah. Well...

made the mistake of only having a couple of hours' kip.

Yeah, actually I had to get Helen to fill in for me at the shop.

Ah, you see, there's me thinking you were indestructible.

Yeah, and Patrick was up early this morning.

I could hear him downstairs.

-Well, lucky we weren't still on the sofa, then.

-Yeah.

Oh.

Hey, erm, Mum is going to yoga tonight

and she usually pops out with the class for a few drinks

-and Shakil is off to see a mate...

-So?

-..over in Enfield, so...

..the flat's going to be empty until at least half ten

and I thought I could cook us up something nice. What do you reckon?

-Yeah, that sounds good.

-Yeah?

Bit early for chocolate, isn't it?

Have you had your breakfast?

Dad wasn't here when I woke up this morning.

Mas left you wandering the streets on your own?

We should really go and check on Mas. Have you got your keys on you, Kamil?

Left them in the house.

Oh, that's all right. No worries, no worries. Come on, let's go.

Let's go, yeah?

-Keep an eye on it.

-Yeah, go on, mate.

Amy and Ricky are at kids' club and Jack's got Matthew,

-so I can come with you.

-I'll be fine.

Look at you. You can't even do up your shirt.

Come here.

What time does it start?

Court opens at ten, but I won't be called until, like, eleven.

Good, so you've got time for breakfast, then.

No, I'm not hungry.

What about a coffee?

I just want to get there early.

Come on. One coffee, then we can head off together.

OK.

Did you manage to get some sleep?

No, not really.

Dad phone?

What do you think happened to Babe?

There's loads of explanations.

I mean, the wind could have blown the door shut.

She could have tripped as she was coming out and pulled the door to.

Any news?

Not yet.

I'm going to get some flowers. You know, cheer the place up a bit?

Oh, Tina called. She's asked if we can have Sylvie for the day.

She's going to go to the hospital on her break.

Hopefully, Babe'll be back by then.

Yeah, I told Tina that you'd bring Sylvie over.

It'll be nice for Babe to have her sister here.

I just hope it don't turn into another thing I could do without today.

-What's that?

-She was putting it in the bin as I came in.

That's why she couldn't sleep last night. I knew it.

What? What are you thinking?

I'm thinking we may have to keep an eye on her for the next few days.

Mas?! Open up!

Er, what are you doing?

Something's up with Masood.

If you got on my shoulders I reckon you could reach that window.

Oh, don't be daft.

You can't expect her to climb up there.

It's either climbing or smashing the door down.

Smashing what?

Oi! What are you doing out here?

He was walking the streets.

-What?

-Where've you been?

We thought you were ill or something.

No, I was inspired by last night. You know, the pact?

I went for a jog.

Come here you. You OK?

He was looking for you.

Oh, no. I'm sorry. I thought I'd be back by the time you woke up.

I'm sorry, mate. That won't happen again.

Do you know what?

I think we'd better rethink this pact.

Yeah, thanks for looking after the stall.

Pam keeps saying she should be back at work,

but deep down she's glad of the break.

She's had to put up with a lot recently.

I have a feeling Babe's reign might soon be over.

Yeah, well, I won't hold me breath.

Oh.

That'll be one fifty.

Here.

And they say romance is dead.

THEY LAUGH

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

Anything I can help you with in particular?

Something for Babe.

How about a nice wreath?

What?

Sorry. Private joke.

Babe was rushed into hospital last night.

She was?

Yeah, and I saw you and her in the Square yesterday, arguing.

We were? I don't remember.

You know you were!

Is she ill?

She got shut in the freezer and nearly died!

You know, I thought it was an accident, but now I'm not so sure.

Linda, we can discuss this more privately if you want,

but, let's not make a scene now.

If you know what happened to Babe, then spit it out.

Hey! Let's calm down.

I am calm! I'm just asking Claudette a simple question.

Well, I don't appreciate you coming to my place of work

and giving me the Spanish Inquisition.

All I want to know is why you were arguing.

Why don't you ask Babe?

Yeah, I would, but she's a bit busy fighting for her life!

Mum, what are you doing?

Where were you last night?

Why is that your business?

She's accusing me of trying to hurt Babe.

-She's just got herself wound up, that's all.

-Johnny!

-Did you?

-You as well?

When did this happen?

I just said! Last night!

When we were asleep, sometime between 12.30 and two-ish.

Patrick, do you know something?

It couldn't have been Claudette.

Why not?

Because she was with me.

She was with me all night.

Mum, come on. Sylvie?

If the wind changes, your face will stay like that.

Me and you need to talk.

What was all that about?

Claudette said something and it set me off.

Someone tried to kill Babe!

No, they didn't, Sylvie. It was an accident, OK?

I saw what I saw.

Babe and Claudette were going at it in the Square yesterday.

That doesn't then mean she tried to kill Babe.

If I'd tried to knock off everyone I'd had a barney with, there'd be no-one left in Walford.

Someone must have deliberately shut that freezer door.

-You've got no proof, Mum.

-Look, what is wrong with you lot?

When did we stop looking out for each other?

Since when did family become a dirty word around here?

-Mum, I...

-L? What's going on here? Who's upset your mother?

This is doing my head in. I need a break.

Where you going? Babe's just got back.

How you doing? You OK?

Can't seem to get warm.

Yeah, and I thought I was the one who had a cold.

Too early?

Ta-da.

Here you go, young man. A Fox special.

At least somebody knows how to treat you, hey? Come here.

Guess who that was.

-George Clooney again?

-No.

Mr Lister.

The Council have offered me the Market Enforcement Officer's job.

-Oh.

-Oh, wow.

-I've got an induction day in a couple of weeks.

-Congratulations.

That is great.

So, we are all out celebrating tonight.

Oh, that's very nice of you, but as you've already pointed out,

I've got far more important responsibilities.

Don't, um... You've got yoga tonight, right?

Yeah, I do, but I'll cancel it.

I want to mark this moment with my best friend.

Aw.

Oh... no.

I've promised Kim that I'm going to babysit Pearl tonight. I'm so sorry.

Then I'll go out with my classmates.

And, as I'm going to be getting a proper salary soon,

I think I'll take a little holiday before I start.

Yeah? Where to, then?

Well, a sun-drenched Spanish beach sounds right just now.

Oh. Weekend in Southend would do me.

I think that's what I need. Do you fancy that, Kamil?

Spending a bit of time with your old man?

Yeah!

You can't come with me, Ron.

What? What are you on about?

We talked about this yesterday, didn't we?

About me having to be the one in control.

I've got to face this on my own.

I'm so proud of you sometimes.

Right.

Give 'em hell, yeah?

Yeah.

We're all behind you, Roxy. You know that.

Thank you.

I'll see you back here at one, all right?

Yeah.

Rox, good luck.

Thanks, Shirl.

How you doing?

I had to get out the Vic for ten minutes.

Linda's lashing out.

So I heard.

I feel like I'm in the way.

Well, she's having to relive it all again, ain't she?

And it's not easy.

In fact, it's really hard.

Best, you know, just to give her a bit of space.

She'll come round.

Hey. Heard the news about Babe?

Do you mind? We're talking.

All right. Well.

I'd better get back.

Thanks, Kath. You're a good mate.

You all right?

Not really, no.

Do you want a tea?

Yeah.

Claudette was with me all night.

Have you conveniently forgotten everything we went through with this woman?

-No.

-You're unbelievable, you know that?

Let's just stick to what we're dealing with right now, yeah?

So, she never left your sight?

You know what?

I'm not going to be a party to this witch hunt.

-Patrick...

-Yeah, cos there's something you're not telling us.

Yeah.

Yeah, she did step out at one point.

Well, just to get a bottle of rum.

When?

I don't know. It was sometime after midnight.

Looking good, Sylvie.

Love a trifle.

Who doesn't?

Thank you. Thank you, Sylvie.

Are you feeling OK, Babe?

Most of all I feel lucky.

Very lucky to be here.

Do you remember anything from last night?

How about we swerve the third degree for now, eh?

Did you see anyone shut that door?

I have flashes.

-I think there may have been someone.

-Yeah?

But...

Oh, it's all blurry.

So someone else was there?

I could have died.

Oi, it's all right.

I told you, didn't I?

Right? Someone shut the door.

Yeah, all right, all right.

-We're just trying to warm her up and calm her down, though, for now, ain't we?

-All right, fine.

Tell you what? Give me a shout when the rest of you are ready to talk about what we do next.

Am I missing something?

I think she's doing a transference thing.

A what?

It makes sense.

She's using what happened to Babe to take her mind off Dean.

Oh.

The trial.

Oh.

Come to apologise, have you?

If anyone knows what you're capable of, it's us.

Look.

Do I have to keep saying sorry for something that happened

over a quarter of a century ago?

Look, if I could turn the clock back...

Well, you can't, can you?

Thankfully, I've got an alibi for last night.

Except Patrick's changing his story.

Claims you went out for rum after midnight.

Yeah.

I did pop out to the local offie and the Albert were closed,

so I went to the 24-hour one on the high street.

Giving you enough time to have popped into the Vic.

I did not shut Babe in the freezer.

Why doesn't anyone believe me?

Even Patrick's having doubts now, isn't he?

Why doesn't anyone ever have my back?

Where are you going?

To talk to the only person who can prove my innocence.

You should be relaxing upstairs, Babe.

Oh, I've had a brush with death and survived.

Least I can do from now on is make myself useful.

Maybe you should go and have a little lie down, L.

Why do I need a lie down?

I don't know. Been up most of the night, ain't we?

There's someone here to see how Babe is.

People out there are treating me like some kind of serial killer.

And that includes my own son and daughter.

And I'm still waiting for an apology,

which obviously isn't coming, is it, Linda?

No. No. She is sorry.

Ain't you, sweetheart?

You want to know why Babe and I were arguing in the Square yesterday?

-There's no need.

-Clearly there is.

The reason we had words is because for the last four months,

Babe has been blackmailing Pam and Les.

Can I just get an orange juice, please?

Are you sure you don't want something stronger?

Cheers, Shirl.

Hey. Kush said he saw you coming in here.

I thought we were meeting at the caff?

Yeah, it's just too crowded in there. I needed some space.

Was it that bad?

It was fine.

Rox...

Ron, please don't.

What is it?

All that stuff about standing strong, about facing it on my own...

What happened?

His barrister...

She raked up all sorts of stuff about me.

Old relationships, affairs.

Even Amy.

Ron, they made it all sound so seedy.

They won't get away with it.

Dean is going to get what he deserves, don't you worry about that.

So, in his spare time, Les likes dressing up as a bird?

Oh, it's a bit more complicated than that.

Well, you know what I always say? Live and let live.

If that's what the geezer's into, that's what the geezer's into.

-And you've been standing up for them against Babe?

-Yes.

What were you thinking?

I wasn't.

Tell them it's over.

How can I believe you?

After what happened last night...

..I see now how bad I've been and...

..I am sorry.

I kept sticking up for you.

I know.

And I need you to forgive me, as well.

All of you.

I did a bad thing

and I am so,

so sorry for that.

No-one could hate me as much as I hate myself right now.

So, what is it, then?

Spain? Portugal?

Oh, and America and South America

and Australia and Thailand and, er...

China.

And China.

I asked Kamil where he fancied going and he said,

"I want to see the world, like Tamwar"

and, after a few seconds, I thought, "Yeah, the world. Yeah."

Makes sense.

Why not?

This is the proposed itinerary.

Ten months of travelling.

-Ten months?

-Yeah.

What about work?

Well, the Post Office said they'd give me a year's sabbatical.

And what about school?

I'll do what I did when Kamil went to Pakistan.

I have to write to the Head and inform the local authorities.

Oh, come on, we all know it's not as simple as that.

And how much is all this going to cost you, anyway?

Well, I've still got all my Royal Mail shares I can sell,

plus I can rent out the house while we're away.

Have you completely lost it?

I mean, I thought you were trying to be more responsible, not less.

I am being responsible, for Kamil.

By spending all your savings and taking him out of school for a year?

-It's a dream, Denise.

-Kamil's or yours?

-I really thought you'd be happy for us.

-Well, I'm not!

Right. Well, come on, let's go.

Do you remember that conversation the three of us had about making a pact?

You know, living life to the full and taking chances?

Yes, as long as no-one gets hurt in the process.

If I didn't know any better, I'd say this was more about you than me.

Come on.

Claudette. Claudette?

I thought the least that happened last night

was that we'd come to an understanding about each other.

We had. We have.

Yet you were happy to throw me to the lions.

Seems like romance, along with trust, is dead after all.

How did we not see any of this?

Doesn't matter now, does it?

Hopefully, Babe's seen the error of her ways.

Do you really think she has?

What's important to me right now

is how you are.

I went off at the deep end with Claudette, didn't I?

But Babe did say that someone else was there,

so in a way I was right.

Except it couldn't have been Claudette.

You know, you've been under a lot of pressure, so...

What pressure?

The trial.

You know? You haven't spoke to me about it.

I don't know how you feel. It's like you're bottling it up.

What's the trial got to do with Claudette?

Well, it's been on your nut, hasn't it?

So that's why you done the switch over Babe.

Did you work that out all by yourself?

Well, it just makes sense, doesn't it?

I just want you to know,

I don't want you to be scared of anything,

and if you are, then I'm here.

I'm here to help you through it, OK?

OK.

-I love you.

-I love you.

DOOR ACCESS PHONE BUZZES

-Shrimpy?

-It's me.

Oh, yeah, come up.

-I asked Shrimpy to give me a shout if the stall got busy...

-OK.

..and I thought it was...

No. Um...

Er, sorry.

Carmel's not going to yoga tonight.

No? Where's she going, then?

She's going out for a drink.

With me.

She's my best friend, Kush,

and this, it...

I can't hurt her.

-That's what you said last time.

-Yeah, I know, but...

I mean it this time.

I'm sorry.

And look, I hope you haven't gone to a load of trouble with the food.

No, no. I've... I was just going to use up what I already had.

Oh, OK,

That's good.

Yep.

Just so you know, Roxy's back from court.

The defence barrister tore her to bits.

-Oh, no.

-So that's one-nil to Dean's side.

Never mind.

My turn tomorrow.

It'll be fine, L. It'll be fine.

-All right, Sylvie?

-Yeah.

Right, then, shall we get you home?

I think everyone enjoyed the trifle, didn't they, Whitney?

Oh, yeah, they loved it.

We're just going round Tina's to take Sylvie back.

-OK, love, fine.

-Don't forget, you're welcome here any time, Sylvie.

Oh.

Yeah, you erm... You mind how you go, Sylvie, yeah?

See you later.

Babe? Babe, what is it?

You OK?

You all right?

You were right.

About what?

It wasn't an accident.

I remember now.

Someone did shut that door on me.

It was her.

It was Sylvie.