13/02/2017 EastEnders

What's that smell?

Probably you!

She ain't had a wash all weekend, or slept.

Take her home if it's easier.

What? You've got no Aunt Babe, no Whit.

I'm not going to drop you in it.

L sends her love, by the way.

Still going straight to voicemail.

-Well, go round there, then.

-I tried yesterday. No answer.

Then he obviously doesn't want to talk to anyone.

What do you think he's done this time?

We don't know that he's done anything!

Yeah, right! Why else would Whit have done a runner?

She can't have been that desperate to see Bianca.

She ain't done a runner. She's got the hump.

Amount of times your mother ran to your nan's

every time we had murders at that age.

They're arguing. They're Carters. That's what we do.

Give 'em a couple of days, they'll all be lovey-dovey again.

Whit...

I thought you'd left... I did try to ring, but...

No, I just needed some space, so...

I was thinking of taking a bit of time off work,

so we could talk...

No. You should go, you're late as it is.

Don't want you missing another day's money, on top of everything.

Lee...

You should pack a bag.

I want you to stay at the pub tonight.

You need to tell your mum to stop talking about Roxy before I do.

-You know what she's like.

-I can't stand the idea that that's

the only way she's going to be remembered.

Not by the people who matter. All right?

Oh, look, here they come. My two favourite women...

or should I say three favourite women?

It's for the allotment.

-Yeah.

-I saw it on Saturday and I couldn't resist.

Dad used to have one he'd dress in Gran's old clothes.

Wound Mum right up.

Right. And would you still be doing that if Sharon was here?

I don't think you would!

If you can't take the mickey out of your best mate, who can you?

Go on. Tell him your other news.

I've got an interview on Friday.

-Just for agency work, but it's a start.

-That's great!

With that and your big night out with Kelvin tonight,

Walford's not looking too bad, is it?

Yeah. Well, better get this down the allotment.

Oh, Michelle's going to baby-sit for us tomorrow,

so you better have something good planned!

Oh, right. No pressure.

It's not like I'm going to get a better offer, is it? See you later.

Ta-ra. Oh, did Lils get off to holiday club all right?

Yeah, she couldn't wait to get rid of me.

What with her and Bex, it's like having two teenagers in the house.

-Three, actually, with you!

-Yeah.

Do you think Bex is all right?

She's been spending a lot of time in her room at the minute.

Yeah, her and every other girl her age.

Maybe she's just worried about these mock results.

Or maybe she just doesn't want you nosing around,

seeing who she's texting. She is fine, Martin. Stop worrying.

OK. See you later.

Oh, Stace, there's something here I wanted to show you.

I get these deals e-mailed to me every day,

and there's one here for baby yoga.

I thought you might be interested for Arthur.

Oh. Thanks, Carmel, but I don't think yoga's my thing.

Oh, right. Well, it was just an idea.

But that looks like a good deal, though, why don't you take him?

Really?

I'd love to!

-I've got a good mind not to go.

-Why?

Well, Michelle only asked me because Martin said it in front of me.

I'm obviously an afterthought.

No, you're not.

If Kelvin wanted to meet up, we'd have done it years ago.

I think it'll be nice.

You're not exactly overwhelmed with friends, are you?

-I've got friends.

-Mm-hm.

Right, what have you been buying yourself?

Oh, no, that's not for me. It's for Jane.

It's your Valentine's present.

I didn't think we were doing presents this year.

I don't give to receive, do I? Open it up.

It's not Valentine's till tomorrow.

Oh, all right.

-Oh, I don't believe this!

-What?

It's no wonder the NHS is on its knees when they're

inviting perfectly healthy people for unnecessary health checks.

I had a check-up last year. I think it's worth it.

I think it's a waste of time and money.

Come on, love. Hurry up.

-Oh. Um...

-Good, aren't they?

They're very...pink.

Well, I thought seeing as you're getting so good at self-propelling,

I thought you might like to give them a try-out later with your...

new wheelchair!

-What?

-Yeah.

You didn't think I'd just got you a pair of gloves, did you?

You always were a big reader, Victor.

Remember you used to cry if you didn't get a bedtime story?

Just... Just go with it.

Yeah, yeah. Always.

-Lee.

-You should be at work.

-Where've you been?

-Just at home...

I was just wondering if I could crash here tonight?

Well, just one night, yeah?

I hope so. Me and Whitney have had a row.

Yeah, I think we've worked that bit out. What you done now?

It doesn't matter.

Get her a nice card and a bunch of flowers and everything'll be fine.

So...?

One night.

Cheers. I appreciate it.

I best get off to work. I'm going to drop this upstairs.

DOOR CLOSES

I see they're knocking down the old flats

to make way for the new railway extension.

Roxy wasn't on coke.

Them medical reports don't lie, Jay.

No. She was clean since all the Amy stuff.

Well, obviously she wasn't.

I mean, how did we not see?

-We could've, I don't know, helped her or...

-It was an accident, Jay.

Nothing could've stopped it happening, mate.

VOICEMAIL MESSAGE PLAYS

Hey, Lauren. It's me.

I really need to talk to you.

So call me, OK?

THEY CHEER

Actually, I'm not sure I feel up to this right now.

Think of it as a step closer to your independence.

You'll be able to say you managed this

at your next hospital appointment.

Yeah, and those gloves, they're non-refundable.

Well, when you put it like that.

It certainly feels different to indoors.

Well, of course, the pavement's so uneven,

the council hasn't invested in it, has it?

You're trying out a new chair, Jane, just take your time.

That's it, go on. I knew you could do it.

-Well done, love!

-Oh, careful.

Oh, Carm!

Don't forget we've swapped the quiz and supper club round for

anti-Valentine's Day, so quiz tonight, food tomorrow.

Thanks for the reminder.

What's on the menu tomorrow?

Oh, that would be telling.

Uh, excuse me. Excuse me. You live at number 18, don't you?

I'm at number 41. Just to the right of you.

This isn't about the party, is it?

No. Well, it wasn't ideal, but I do understand -

I've got a teenage son.

Anyway, someone from your house is putting their rubbish

outside the front of ours.

Yeah, that's cos our bins are full.

Yeah, well...could you not?

I don't see what the big deal is.

Just don't do it, OK?!

I don't suppose you're around for a drink later?

-I need to let off steam.

-I'd love to, but I've got Mum.

And I've got an early start cos of these stupid Valentine's deliveries.

I could watch Sylvie for you.

-Oh, no, you can't.

-No, I've done it before.

Yeah, I know, but she's much worse than when she was at yours.

She's not been sleeping.

When was the last time you had a night off?

I'll make it up to you.

Great. See you at The Albert, about seven?

Right.

Why don't you go home now and get a proper rest before Mum, yeah?

-I won't tell Ian and Kathy, if you don't.

-Thank you.

And you've been writing in that book all day.

It's not notes to Ian, is it?

"13.10 - Tina ate a chip off a plate."

No, of course not.

It is just where I put, like, ideas and stuff.

-About my songs.

-What kind of ideas?

Just stupid stuff, really. About how I feel and that.

-About Shaki?

-Yeah.

That's not stupid. That's great.

You think?

Yeah. Teen angst, that's like big bucks.

Look at Adele - she made millions writing about her ex-boyfriend!

Hiya, what can I get you?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hey.

I'm cooking you some dinner.

What? No, you don't have to do that.

Well, you sounded and, to be fair,

-you look like you could do with a bit of TLC.

-Thank you.

So you going to tell me what's going on, what's happened?

I'm starving. Can we put the food on first, yeah?

Ian and Jane have Louie, so I'm here as long as you need me.

-Ian!

-You look nice.

You're not going out in that, are you?

-Didn't you get my text?

-No.

I can't make it any more. We've got to have Louie.

-Are you kidding me?

-I'm sorry.

-Come on, Ian.

We both know that's just an excuse to get back at Kelvin

for cancelling on you in the past.

Go on, go in and get dressed.

It's not an excuse. We have got Louie.

And anyway, Jane wheeled herself for the first time today,

-so we're having a little celebration.

-Oh. Right.

You'll have a great time with Kelvin without me. Probably even better.

Yeah.

I promise, I will make it up to you.

Fine. Tell Jane I said congratulations.

-All right, I will do. Say hi to Kelvin for me.

-Yeah.

Bex! Come in here a sec.

Are you sure you want to spend tonight with Sylvie?

I can ring Tina and tell her you can't make it.

I really don't mind.

I'm worried you're working too hard and you're not having enough fun.

You moan that she goes out too much, you moan that she stays in too much,

and now you're moaning cos she's doing something nice!

-Give her a break, Martin!

-Shut up.

-I really don't mind. I'm fine. Honestly.

-All right.

CHATTERING

Right, time for a quick break now

before we move on to the final round.

I'm nipping to the ladies'.

Watch out for the bucket in there - I tripped over it earlier.

Yeah, I wonder why that is.

I think it's time for another drink.

Yes!

-Soft drinks only for this one.

-Oh, Kushi, you meanie.

SHE LAUGHS

You don't think it's true, do you, what Aunt Babe said last week...

you know, about Lee and the robbery?

I hope not.

Ooh! You'll never guess what's happened.

Ooh! Surprise me.

Stacey said I can take Arthur to baby yoga! Ain't that great?

-Oh, Mum...

-He is my grandson.

Yeah, I know that. And it is great. All right? It is.

Just, don't push it. OK?

I won't. I won't.

How you getting on?

Terrible, man.

Hey, maybe next week you can slip me the answers beforehand.

-Oh, sorry, Patrick!

-It's all right, it's all right.

Oi, oi! Getting battered ain't going to help, is it?

It was an accident!

No harm done, son. No harm, all right?

Listen, let's go upstairs before you upset any more punters.

Trace, you don't mind holding the fort for me, do you?

-Yeah, of course.

-Cheers, babe.

Right, moving on to the last round - politics.

THEY GROAN

It's just...

we was all living in the same house and none of us realised.

There was a lot going on.

We all thought Dad was going to die.

Yes, I know. But she always had my back, you know,

and I never had hers.

Didn't even get a chance to say goodbye properly.

It's been so long since I've been out, I've forgotten how to do it!

No, you haven't. It's like riding a bike,

and we all know you're very good at that.

Hiya. You want to come join us?

We're on a mission to get completely wasted.

As fun as that sounds, no thanks. I'm waiting for someone.

A date?

An old friend. He'll be here in a minute.

Stuck-up cow!

Thanks for this.

Well, don't thank me. Thank the Minute Mart.

Whitney, why don't you just leave all that and come and talk to me?

No, it's all right. It'll only take a minute.

Well, just leave it for Lee to sort out tomorrow, or whenever he's back.

He is coming back, ain't he, Whitney?

You two ain't split up, have you?

No, I don't think so.

What does that mean?

Um... I just don't know if it's going to work any more, you know?

Why?! What has he done this time?

Whitney!

Whitney! Can you just talk to me?

I can't help if I don't know what's going on.

-Has he been lying to you again?

-No.

-No. No...

-What is it then?

It's gotta be something bigger than the money

because for you to go all the way to Bianca's, come on.

Just tell me.

On Friday...

..we had a big argument.

And...

..it just got out of hand.

He didn't...?

He hit me.

-Coffee.

-Ta.

I mean, you really want to make it up with Whit tomorrow,

-you don't want to be hanging, do you?

-I've had two drinks, Dad.

I do take it you've got some making up to do?

It's me, ain't it? Of course I do.

HE GROANS

What is it with all this self-pitying all the time? Stop it.

You messed up, you learn from it.

Tomorrow you man up, and you sort it out.

-Yeah, like you would?

-No, like anyone would.

It's called taking responsibility, Lee.

I mean, that girl, she's really been through it with you, ain't she?

I know.

So what is it? You know. What was the barney over?

Nothing.

OK, I'll ask you again.

-What was it about?

-It's between me and Whitney, all right?

I really don't want you getting involved.

You don't want me involved? You don't want me involved?

All you've done is bring aggravation to my door,

you've put it on me, and I've had to bail you out.

You're my son. I am involved.

I appreciate that, all right?

You've just said I need to sort it, and I will, OK?

So why is it different this time?

-It just is.

-Why? What've you done?

Cos it can't be any worse than what you've already done to this family, can it? Let's be honest.

Maybe I'll call Whit. Maybe I'll call her.

Stop being so stupid!

Just tell me then. Just tell me for once! Tell me the truth!

All right! I hit her, all right!

You've done what?

I hit her.

-You've done what?!

-Dad, it all happened so fast.

I got angry and I lashed out. But I regretted it straightaway.

Dad, she knows I didn't mean it. Dad!

DOOR OPENS AND SLAMS SHUT

I wish there was some more talent in here.

Oh, sorry my company's not good enough for you.

Nah, of course it is.

I just feel like I'm never going to meet anyone at work.

Like today, the place was just full of kids from Bex's school.

Ugh. You couldn't pay me to be a teenager again.

All that worrying about how you look, what people think.

No, thank you.

It would be nice to experience some firsts again though, wouldn't it?

First love, first kiss...

-Get your mind out of the gutter!

-Well, you put it there!

Sorry, could I just get a few more bottles, please, babe? Ta.

-You all right?

-Been blown out, that's all.

-Who's that from, your old mate?

-Yeah.

We've not seen each other in years,

it probably would've been weird anyway.

Why don't you come and join me and Ben?

You don't want me cramping your style.

I'll finish this and I'll head off.

We'll have two of whatever's cheapest.

Have we met?

I don't think so.

Must've just seen you around.

Whatever they've just ordered, make it three.

Well, I just thought you might understand.

I'm trying to, Whitney, but he's hit you. He hit you!

You know how I felt last time, and this is 100 times worse!

-You do not deserve that.

-Yeah, I know.

You've got to leave him.

It's not as simple as that, is it?

Why?

Because I love him...more than anything.

What would you be saying if this was the other way round?

You'd be saying I shouldn't have to put up with that.

And I'm not to blame.

But do you know the thing is, Lauren?

I think I am partly to blame.

-No! No. You are not.

-Wait, just listen to me.

Because on Friday...

I did say some things that were out of order, and they were,

and I knew they'd push his buttons

and that's why he snapped.

-Cos you bruised his ego?

-Ego...

-Still not your fault.

It's not about ego, is it? It's more than that.

Much more than that. He's not been himself. He hasn't.

And he's been under so much pressure.

-That is not an excuse!

-I'm not making an excuse.

Yes! Yes, you are. It is not your job to fix him.

Well, it is because I'm his wife and I've got a responsibility to him.

What about his responsibility to you?

Look, you and him, you ain't been right for a while now.

Yeah, but all couples go through rough patches, don't they?

Yes. Yeah, they do. Look at me and Peter.

Do you really think I wanted to split up with him?

No, course not. We've got a son together.

I knew that us being together weren't right for either of us, you know.

Me and Lee are nothing like you and Peter.

I just...

I don't want you to feel like you're stuck in a relationship

that clearly isn't working.

Whatever way you look at it, Whitney, something is not right.

You deserve better. You can do better.

I don't want to "do better," Lauren. I want Lee.

And he does love me. And I love him.

And I do believe that everything he does...

..it comes from a good place.

-Out of trying to make me happy.

-You're not happy!

-You are not happy, Whitney.

-I am, actually, Lauren,

because of all of this and because of Lee

and this flat and the marriage.

And you know that's all I've ever wanted. To be a family.

To feel like I'm part of something bigger than just me.

-Doesn't matter what I say, does it?

-Don't be angry with me.

I'm not angry with you.

It's him I'm angry at.

But if this... I mean, if this is really what you want...

Well, it is.

Tell him then.

You ain't staying here tonight.

It's fine, I'm going. She just called me home.

Yeah? Well, good luck.

You really think you can make this right, do you?

I don't know.

But I need to try.

Why? Why did you do it?

Please try and make me understand

what this girl could possibly have done

for you to raise your hand and give her a dig.

I can't.

We never brought you up this way.

I know.

Do you think they do cocktails to take away?

Is this your way of inviting me back to yours?

-Yours is probably better.

-She has got some moves.

I thought she was all la-di-da, but she's just like the rest of us.

An embarrassing drunk?

I'm going over. She's making an idiot out of herself.

She's having fun.

No, she's drunk and he's half her age.

Come on, think it's time to go now, eh?

We were just going.

Yeah, come on. Back to ours then.

This isn't your son, is it?

-No!

-Shut up.

-Come on.

-It probably is time I went back. Thanks for the company.

THEY LAUGH

I'm glad you texted.

I am so sorry, Whit.

I'm so, so sorry.

You do believe me, don't you?

Yeah, I do.

And I know I keep messing things up.

But I will do anything to make things right again. Anything.

Well, I want you to see someone, anger management or something...

-I know. I will, I will.

-And I need you to make me a promise.

You promise me that what happened on Friday night will never,

-ever happen again.

-I swear on my life.

I swear. I swear on my life.

Whit, you mean more to me than anything in the world.

And I wish I could take back what I did. I really do.

I need... I need this to work.

I want us to work, so badly.

Then we'll make sure it does.

Ta, Mum.

So first he robs us, and now this.

What is it, is it something we've done? What?

Lee's to blame. No-one else.

I know he was struggling and all that,

but we've given that boy everything

and he's thrown it back in our faces.

Sometimes people are so damaged that you can't do anything to help them.

I love him. I love him. I do, I just...

I looked at him earlier...

..and I was disgusted.

I wanted to smash the life out of him.

-I didn't though, I didn't.

-Do you think he'd do it again?

Hurt her?

I always thought I knew my kids inside out.

I don't even recognise him any more.

It's hard.

When you know that you could stop something from happening,

it weighs you down.

Maybe...they shouldn't be together.

Yeah, but that'd wreck him.

And if they stay together what's it going to do to her?

Yeah, but he loves the bones of that girl.

It doesn't mean that he's not going to do it again, Mick. Or worse.

This is not healthy.

For both their sakes...

..tell him to walk away.