06/02/2017 EastEnders

Come on, Lily! It's time to get up!

I thought you'd gone.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm going.

-Look, I know what this is about.

-What?

I wouldn't want to face it, either,

but you've got a good brain in that head.

You're going to smash that exam today. What is it again?

Biology.

Well, go on, then! Go get 'em, girl.

Come on, Lil, get a move on! This is the last warning!

RADIO PLAYS

I shouted a dozen times.

I made you some nice egg and beans for the protein...

Mum, I ain't got time.

You can't sit an exam on an empty stomach.

MUSIC STOPS

-Er, Mum...

-Uh-huh.

-Look, it's the last one today, yeah,

and I've smashed all my revision all weekend,

I did everything that you asked me to.

Please, can I just have my phone back?

All charged up for you.

Cheers, Mum!

Don't make me live to regret it.

You all waste too much time on them things.

-Liking photos of people's lunch...

-PHONE BEEPS CONTINUOUSLY

..watching daft videos all day - and as for selfies,

don't get me started on those silly girls who do the duck face...

Shaki!

Oi! Get your hands off me!

What you doing?!

Get out, this ain't your bed!

Come on, Sylvie.

Tina told you to watch TV while she went to the loo.

What's he sleeping with that fleabag for?

Cos he misses Mum.

Oh, you're here! Look, I've got to get on with my deliveries.

Are you all right to look after her till Shirl gets here?

-Yeah, I'll have to be, won't I?

-Yes. We're all in this together.

Just remember, I'm on me tod,

and I'm run off my trotters all day here.

What's this? Pyjama party?

Yeah, and you're not invited, you cow.

-Oi! Be good, Mum.

-First time for everything, eh!

This is all very lovely, but I think I'm going to jump in the shower.

No, me first. I've got to get to uni.

Who needs a shower?

Just go and stand under that leak in the kitchen...

-it's got worse.

-You what?

The leak! It was pelting down last night. The bucket was overflowing.

You want to get on to the insurance.

And you think they'll shell out, do you?

It's what they're there for.

My ankle, it ain't half hurting.

Better get back down to Abi. I've left her doing the breakfasts.

All right, thank you. Cheers.

Come on, madam. Let's have a nice cuppa tea and a bap.

All under control.

Might as well go back to sleep!

Oh, come on, Bex.

I don't know why you're being so off with me.

-I don't get why you're blanking me?

-Course you don't.

You gave that boy your virginity and he dumped you.

-You said you were done with him.

-So?!

So, me and him, we're evens now. He had it coming.

No, this is way worse than what him and Keegan did!

Sending pictures of his bits round the whole school?

-It wasn't the whole school...

-Well, it may as well have been.

You just don't get it, do you?

Imagine being him right now, Louise.

The shame of it. Having to front it all out.

-What, like I did?

-Oh, I'm sorry.

I forgot this was all about you!

Us girls have got to stick together. Mates before dates.

That's what Alex and Mads always say, yeah?

-Tough one today?

-What?

-Your exam?

Shaks says they've been all right, actually.

Well, that's boys for you. Born cocky.

Yeah, what's your excuse, then?

Bex? Smile. It might never happened.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

KNOCKING ON DOOR

All right! All right! Where's the fire?

Is Bex here? I need to talk to her.

No, you're too late. She's gone.

Oh, you're welcome(!)

"We have attached some properties

"which we think will match your requirements."

Go on, then, let's have a look.

I mean, these are three/four bed. Have you seen the price of them?

-They're having a laugh, mate.

-Yeah.

Never going to find somewhere like that other one!

Well, it's like they say, "No place like home."

Denny, you ready?

We've got to go to the hospital after we've dropped you off.

-Just need my PE kit.

-OK, go and get it, sweetheart.

Why don't you rent the rooms out if there's nothing smaller?

Who'd want to live with these two?

I used to share this place with a student back in the day.

Never did me no harm.

You seen that student gaff on the Square?

Animals!

Shouldn't you two be at work?

You know what?

That ain't a bad idea, us being landlords.

-Hm.

-Could stand to make a packet.

See? This one's got his head screwed on.

Rather them than me.

Listen, darling, are you going to be OK without us?

Auntie Shell'll look after you.

I'll survive.

Oh, we'll make a good team.

Why don't I take him to school?

Get some practice for when you're in Italy.

Well, I said I'd take Janet and Will.

I'm used to a class full of students.

I think I can handle three little angels.

Come on. After you, sir.

-Shall we?

-Yeah.

Morning.

If you say so.

Well, it's a good morning for me.

Unless my flight gets messed up again,

I'll be back in my bikini tomorrow.

No more dreary rain.

Well, get your booty out of bed.

Lounging around never got anyone anywhere.

Actually, Pearl and I like to cuddle in the mornings, yeah?

Play sleepy lions, catch up with Angelina Ballerina.

-Ain't that right, Daddy-o?

-Yeah, that's right.

And you know what they like to have for breakfast?

-Chocolate spread on toast.

-Mm-hm.

Toast.

You want to see the state of the sheets.

SHE SCOFFS

Don't knock it until you've tried it.

Just tell my Pearl that I've come to spend my last day with her.

Show her the meaning of quality time.

-Thanks, babe.

-Always, always.

Look, I know dinner with Denise didn't go well the other day...

Oh, I've seen nuclear wars go better.

Yeah, but I was hoping that we could have a little farewell drink.

Just speak to Denise and Patrick, all right? Kim's feeling really down

and I want them to make up.

Well, good luck with that one, boy!

And wear your crash helmet.

CAR HORN BLARES

In my day, we didn't get walked to school.

Had to go everywhere on our own.

-What about weirdos?

-Eh?

Well, Phil says you've got to watch them.

More walking, less talking, yeah?

You don't want to be late the first time I take you. Come on.

What's it saying on your tablet?

Well...

She's going to run our gaff while Mum and Phil go somewhere fancy.

Don't you want go with them?

Nah, I'm going to have the best time! Do whatever I like.

-Oi, oi!

-What you saying?

-All right, little man?

-How's Tiny Tim?

-Tiny Tim!

You know what that slapper's done, yeah?

She's sent pictures of your bits to everyone. She's set you up!

How comes you never answered your phone, bruv?

Because my mum took it and that. I told you!

You're going to pay for this, do you hear me?

You really think you're the big men, don't you?

-Big? Don't know about that!

-We've all seen, innit?

Wagwan, golden boy, what, flexed in the mirror, yeah?

You got pwned, rude boy.

Say that again. I dare you.

Didn't you lot hear the bell? Registration! Now!

What can I get you?

Oh, yeah, I just, erm... wanted some...nuts.

A bit random.

Yeah, we're having a drink back at ours before your mum heads off,

so what time do you finish?

What, is that an invitation?

Yep. You're family. You don't need an invite.

That'll be £3.49, then, please.

Look, the last thing Kim wants is to fall out with you.

I mean, the stuff you said about abandoning her...

-it really cut her up.

-Yeah?

She told my whole English class that I gave my baby away

and then she threw my breast pads everywhere.

-Yeah, that's not ideal.

-Yeah.

Right, so, will that be all?

Look, Emerald's leaving close to five, so any time before that, yeah?

BELL RINGS

Why you so vexed, anyway? It's only a joke.

-You think I'm a joke?

-Tell him, bro.

Pretty funny from over here.

-GIRL:

-Get off him!

ALL SHOUT

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

You two! Stop!

Get off!

Get off!

Pack it in! Enough!

What on earth was that about?

Anyone care to shed some light?

Shaki just laid into him, sir, over nothing.

Are you for real?

So you want my dad to die over that loser?

You said you were done with him, Bex!

I'm taking you both to Mrs Lund's office now. Shakil, in.

Zayan, in.

She needs, like, proper care, don't she?

From professionals. Mick's right.

Some things just got to be done!

We ain't putting her in a home

just cos you don't want to take your turn.

Oh, here she is. In her own time.

Dad, can you get us a lift?

I-I can't, mate, honestly.

Mother, you couldn't get a wriggle on, could you?

-Sylvie's upstairs on her jack.

-Yeah, in a minute.

Dad, it's a seminar, I can't miss it.

I can't, all right? If your mother was here...

Thanks for nothing.

Oh, shut up, you love your Oyster card.

PHONE BEEPS

Weren't even like they were nudes. He had socks on.

Should've stuck that sock somewhere else, I'm telling you.

Boy ain't got nothing to brag about.

Look, Bex, I know things went a bit far,

-but as long as we stick together, yeah, us girls...

-Bex?

I just got a call about Shaki and ran straight over here.

He's been in a fight?

-That's his mum?!

-Yeah.

-State of her!

It's just not like him. You know that.

-My boy wouldn't hurt anyone.

-We don't know what went on.

I suppose we'll find out soon enough.

Don't matter what age you are,

being called in to see the head still gives you the willies.

-Right, I've got to get to my exam.

-Yeah, of course, darling.

I don't want you getting into trouble as well.

Well, the doctor seemed pleased

we found an apartment close to a liver unit.

-Ain't on the normal holiday checklist, is it?

-No.

I think we've got everything's sorted.

-All we've got to do is find a local alcohol support group.

-Yeah.

We'll be speaking Italian.

I told you, it's very multicultural. Lots of English.

You know, Phil, I know... I weren't feeling it at first,

but I really think it's going to be a good idea for us to go.

Nice Mediterranean diet - no boozy mates, like Malaga!

You, er...

You sure she's up to the job? Lady Muck?

You think I'd be leaving Denny with her if I weren't?

Here...

Look!

Gorgeous terrace overlooking the Amalfi Coast.

Superb sea views. A hot tub.

I still can't believe we're doing this.

-I really thought...

-Yeah, I know.

I know what you thought, Sharon.

You thought the next time I left here would be in a box.

This is going to be like the honeymoon we never had.

Luckily Mr Price saw it happen and managed to split them up -

but I'm afraid Shakil won't divulge any information.

I've already told him, look,

if there's something he's worrying about at home or school...

At home?!

..we have a support network.

Well, he has a mother for that!

We're very close.

Shaki tells me everything.

Shaki?

He'll tell me when he gets home.

We have a zero tolerance approach to violence, as I'm sure you know.

-It can lead to permanent exclusion.

-Exclusion?

But he's never even had a detention!

And what about his exams?

He's worked so hard cos he wants to stay here and do his A Levels.

Well, that's why it's so disappointing.

I propose that he goes into isolation for a couple of days,

but any more aggressive behaviour and I won't be so lenient.

You got all that, mate?

Yes, sir.

All right, report to Miss Keeton.

Tell her you're going straight to isolation after your exam.

I promise you, there's more to this than meets the eye.

My Shaki doesn't have a violent bone in him.

Mr Price tells me he's been spending some time with a new boy -

Keegan.

Yeah. Cheeky charmer.

He and Shaki are pretty tight.

Just between us, I'd change that...

if you can.

-Hi, Mick.

-Hello, darling.

How did you get on at the hospital with Phil?

Yeah, all right.

But it wasn't a checkup, it was putting things in place.

You still all right to start your shift?

Well, that's why I'm here.

Phil and I are going away last-minute.

I know I should've told you,

-but I had so much to sort out, you know?

-Yeah, yeah.

What, you going away for a little naughty weekend?

No, no, we're going to Italy for a while.

A while?

Yeah, I need to get him away from here, help his recovery.

Yeah, yeah, no, of course you do.

Look, Mick, I really am sorry.

I know I promised Linda I'd help out.

Well, any word?

Well, she text me earlier and, you know,

Elaine's got a date now, you know,

she knows when she's leaving, she's got a manager for the bar.

Oh, that's brilliant!

-Shouldn't be too long, then?

-Well, yeah, fingers crossed.

-Yeah.

Mick. Insurance company.

Sylvie answered the phone and said she didn't know who you were.

-Thought it was funny.

-Brilliant.

You working?

No, I was just telling Mick, me and Phil are going away to Italy.

Oh!

Shame he don't like spaghetti.

Oh, I'm sure I can tempt him with something, Shirley.

-Oi, madam! You said you weren't going nowhere!

-I ain't!

My ankle don't half hurt...

Well, then, don't keep walking on it. I keep telling you.

You having a bubble, ain't you?

What do you mean we ain't covered for wear and tear?

OK. Well, can you explain to me what I'm weighing on for, please?

Because I ain't got a clue.

And clearly you ain't got a clue.

I... Yeah, but I can't afford that, that's what I'm telling you.

Listen, this will finish us off, this will, I'm telling you that now.

Yeah, all right. Cheers, thanks.

Bex? How'd it go?

How do you think?

Do you know what? Some people are really ungrateful.

Innit, though? You try to do 'em a favour...

A favour? I never asked you to go and ruin his life!

Come on, Bex! It ain't that much of a big deal.

Oh, a big deal, Louise!

Go and send your own nudes round the school, Louise,

-and see how you like it.

-Bex...

he dumped you, babe. Why you so bothered about him?

I'm not bothered!

-They always dump the easy ones fast.

-Bex ain't easy, all right?

So how come her boy was sending those pics?

You sending them back to him, too, babe?

-Don't be so stupid!

-Bex?! Bex?!

-What?

Look, if it makes you feel any better,

I really, really wish I hadn't done it, OK?

Tell him that.

But at least you know he won't mess with you again.

Louise, he will never talk to me again.

You've made his life a misery and you have ruined everything.

Yeah.

I hope you realise that.

Say, "Biscuit please!"

Um, she's not a dog.

She doesn't sit up and beg.

She's a princess, like her mummy.

Yeah, well, manners go a long way.

Lord knows where I went wrong with you girls!

Look who I found on the doorstep. The farewell committee.

-Oh, hello, Patrick!

-Oh!

How you doing?

Pops! We just opened the rum.

Yeah, man. That is what I like to see.

Yeah, well, we just brought your cases over. Save you a job.

Oh, thanks.

I think Kimberley will be quite glad to see the back of me.

-What gives you that idea?

-Drink, Denise?

No, I'm all right.

I think the both of them will miss you more than you know, you know?

And you too, Pearl, won't you miss Nan?

Oh, Patrick, you'll back me up on this.

I was telling madam here,

she needs to get her motherhood act sorted out.

-How do you mean?

-Well, she's useless.

All this mumbo jumbo about letting your child make choices,

watching whatever she wants to watch, eating whatever she likes.

It's the road to ruin, I'm telling you.

-Spare the rod...

-BOTH: ..and spoil the child.

-Ain't that the truth?

-Mm-hm.

Look, there's nothing wrong with spoiling your child.

I'll come back to you in a few years...

when she's turned out like you.

SHE CHUCKLES

RADIO PLAYS

MUSIC STOPS

I...got you a nice eclair.

-How did the exam go?

-Not bad.

Bet you weren't in any state to do your best.

Mum, please.

I'm waiting.

There's nothing to tell!

But why?

That's all I want to know.

Why won't you tell me?

Because I'm not five years old, all right?

I don't need to come crying to Mummy!

Oh, really?

Well, you might think you're the big man,

throwing punches in front of your mates,

but I'm still the idiot who has to mop up after you,

fork out for your fancy trainers, pay your phone bill...

PHONE BEEPS

-And you can give me that back for starters!

-What?

Until you can show me some respect,

you can kiss goodbye to all your privileges.

And stay away from that Keegan! He's bad news!

-And it's rubbing off.

-This ain't fair!

No, well, life ain't fair!

Best get used to it now you're all grown up!

Phone, please?

Shaki?!

DOOR OPEN AND SLAMS SHUT

We've booked a flight for tomorrow morning

and we're going to get a cab to the airport.

Oh, and I've looked into supply teaching today - pay my own way.

Well, we'll leave plenty of money for the kids.

-Come teach in our school.

-What, so you can get away with murder?!

You're going to have to watch my Denny.

-He can be a right cheeky, little monkey.

-Yeah, she isn't kidding.

-At least I don't shave my armpits in the bathroom sink.

-Denny!

Shell, do you think you'll be able to take over

some of my shifts at The Vic?

-Just till Linda gets back...

-The Vic? I don't think so.

-Eh?

I thought I'd seen the back of that dump a long while ago.

Anyway, I'm a teacher. Why would I want to go back to pulling pints?

Cos you ain't teaching?

Well, it's your choice.

And you're sure you can handle this lot?

I could run this house blindfolded. What you worried about?

New roof - it's not going be cheap.

We'll manage. We always do.

Here you go. Steak and kidney.

-Who's she when she's at home?

-It's me. Abi!

This the tart who gave my Stan the clap? Dirty bird.

Just... Just get stuck in, will you?

You know Babe's pies are the business.

Not to mention my breakfasts!

Yeah, little bit slow though, weren't it, this morning?

Oh, we're hoping word will spread, though.

I mean, about how good they are.

We'll get your takings up through that hole in the roof.

Don't you worry.

L? Yeah, I got your text, yeah.

What's happening, are you coming home or what?

-I thought you were going to land us right in it then.

-I'm not stupid!

Last thing he needs is the Old Bill showing up.

Yeah, I know, but from your text...

Yeah, well, you said that Elaine was moved to rehab, yeah, so,

you know, I thought things were looking up, and then...

Yeah, and then she's getting discharged

and then, you know, I started getting my hopes up.

And then... Yeah, but, how long?

I miss you, we all do, we need you here.

I just hate getting my hopes up, that's all it is.

Tell her this thing needs more gravy.

I'll have it if you don't want it, stop moaning.

No, I know the bar ain't your priority!

I know Elaine is your priority!

How could I forget that?!

I'm being selfish? L, I'll tell you something now!

You ain't got a clue, I'm telling you. I'm sick of it.

How's the pie, sweet?

Hot.

Listen to me now, man, nobody's choosing a team.

I was just saying that interrupting her class wasn't your smartest move.

Amen to that!

Let's not get into all that again, yeah?

Who's for a top-up? Come on.

I love how you all make her class so grand.

OK, maybe I went a little bit crazy in there,

but at the end of the day, she's just doing some course

in the community centre, yeah? Let's just keep it real.

-Least I'm doing something.

-Yeah, yeah, that's right.

All right, so it's not University Challenge -

you girls weren't blessed with many brain cells -

but it wouldn't hurt your lazy butt to get back to school,

Kimberley Fox.

Excuse me?

Not blessed with many brain cells?

Hey, you married a serial killer!

Shall I go on?!

All right, stop it!

Well, Dee, we're just chips off the old block, then.

Because the only thing you taught me was how to party.

You're worse than useless,

so don't be coming over here cooing over my little Pearl

with your demonic Mary Poppins self.

Look, I ain't come here for any more aggro.

Why don't you just give her a break, yeah,

cos you're going soon anyway, ain't you?

Look, the minicab just text, it's on its way,

so let's play nice.

Yeah. Always did gang up on me, the two of you.

Kim is a great mum.

And you shouldn't be knocking her down.

And I should not have to be defending her to our own mother!

Here he is! Right now, let's...

Especially when you were never there. Made me do your job.

Believe me, I've been way beyond the call of duty in my time.

If you only knew.

Oh, yeah, yeah. I remember! Yeah.

When you left me baby-sitting every weekend to go out on the razz.

On her seventh birthday, when you were so drunk

I had to put you to bed and send all the kiddies home.

You were a disgrace.

Well, thank God for big sisters.

She ain't even your sister!

Oh, look there he is!

Yeah, yeah, we heard all about it, mate.

You should get some frozen peas on that.

So, who's this other kid? Hey, what's brought all this on?

It was nothing, all right?

I don't know what you're making such a big deal out of.

-Forget it, all right?

-Mum...

-I shouldn't have said. Just...just...

No, no, no! What do you mean we ain't sisters?

Just cos we got different dads, that don't mean nothing.

No, shush, shush!

-It's never mattered...

-It matters to me, all right?!

Right, hold on. What are you saying? You saying that...

..one of us ain't yours?

Me...?

Denise, I'm sorry.

Sorry, sorry, I don't get it.

So how did I...?

Who is my mum, then?

We don't know.

Your uncle brought you home and you were just a little dot.

What else was I going to do?

I cannot miss this flight. I'm sorry.

You've just told her that you're not her mum

and now you want to go swanning off in Duty Free?

I might not have carried you, Denise,

but I don't stop being your mum just because you found out.

A bad mum maybe, but yet still, a mum.

No, no, no. Why is...?

Got a visitor for you. Maybe this one will cheer you up.

I've been waiting round all day...

asking myself why you did it.

Look...

-I wanted to talk to you...

-But?

But...

But what can I say?

You're not going to believe me, anyway!

I thought I knew who you were, Bex,

that you ain't this kind of person.

But it wasn't me!

That's the thing!

-Someone just got hold of my phone...

-Who?

Who else knows your password?

You know, you could at least have the guts to own it

if you hate me this much.

No.

No, Shakil, I don't... I don't hate you.

The whole school is laughing at me, Bex.

I almost got kicked out because of you.

Them pictures, they're out there now, you can't get 'em back ever.

You've ruined my life. Are you happy now?

Do I look like I'm happy, Shakil?

Look, I know that things went wrong between us...

No, no nothing went wrong.

You just dumped me as soon as we had sex...

No, that's not what happened! And this... This is so much worse!

I thought you and me had something real.

We did. We do.

We do, we do.

Not any more.

You could drop dead for all I care.

SHE SOBS