03/04/2017 EastEnders

PHONE RINGS

Linda?

Won't you have a slice of toast, my dear?

You've got to eat.

Your son?

Arm in. Elbow.

All done, OK?

Thank you.

Is there any chance you could help me out on the stall?

I mean, how am I going to cope with just the one hand?

Darling, darling, I'm sorry. I can't. I got plans, you know.

Anyway, shouldn't you get going?

Got to get something to eat first.

She ain't going to be happy with you, you know.

Would this be...the market enforcement officer or my mum?

I'll get you some toast.

5 makes 20, thanks very much, love. See ya.

Getting to be a dangerous place round here.

It's in the paper again.

-Hey.

-You're up early.

-I couldn't sleep.

Look, do you mind watching the stall?

-I was on my way to the library.

-It's the holidays.

-I thought you wanted me to study?

-Morning, Shaks.

-Just for a bit?

-Shaks, where's your mum this morning?

-Er, she's got a headache.

And what about Kush? Is he all right?

-How should I know?

-Donna could you do us a favour? Oi!

Give me that ball!

MUSIC: Downtown by Petula Clark

MUSIC CONTINUES

Can't have been nice, cleaning that bathroom.

-Well, someone had to do it.

-You done a good job.

-Thanks.

-Is Johnny around?

-Gone to the cash and carry.

Right, well you'll need to tell him that Linda's asked me

to keep an eye on everything here - just until she's sorted out

an extra pair of hands.

-So, for now, any problems, just call me. Yeah?

-OK.

She also said can you and Johnny keep an eye on Tina?

Well, Johnny did go round there yesterday.

Said that she seems to be holding up, so...

Right.

I need to get to the hospital.

But any problems, anything at all - you call me.

-OK.

-You promise?

-Promise.

-Yeah.

Look, I can't manage on my tod, Shaki.

Right, you want me to beg?

OK, OK, I will beg. Yeah. Please. Please. Shaki?

He says he can't, he's got to revise.

I thought she'd have called you by now.

Yeah, well, with a bit of luck she'll have reallocated my pitch

-and then I'll have to come back here for a little bit more...!

-Go!

Go!

-So...what are these plans, then?

-What plans?

-Are you sure you can't help me out?

-Oh, right, no, sorry, darling.

-I can't.

-How many secret lovers have you got?

-Well...

-Oi!

There's only you. And we're not a secret any more, are we? So...

So...what are these plans of yours, then?

OK, so I don't really have any actual plans, but...

Hun, it's just not going to be easy, looking Carmel in the eye.

We are going to have to face her some time.

You said we.

No, I like it!

We.

Do you like it enough to help me out?

You know, I could call some builders?

-Just read the instructions.

-I could get some quotes.

What's next?

-You need to clean the skin area.

-Yeah, done that.

I had a shower last night.

You need to be proper clean.

-I am proper clean!

-Beats me why you're bothering.

Because I thought you wanted me to get thin?

Ian, you are not going to get thin eating peanuts at bedtime.

Peanuts are healthy!

Do you know how many calories are in a roasted peanut?

Yes, and I don't need to worry about it

because I've got this, all right? Next?

The belt should be used for a maximum of 30 minutes,

no more than five days per week.

-What do I do next?

-Er, connect the adhesive pads

to the electrical leads and place on the skin.

-Yeah, I've done all that! What's next?!

-Press the on button.

-What's it like?

-It's very, um...

Yeah. It's very...

Very.

Jay was even wondering if they should wear suits.

-What, to interview flatmates?

-Yeah! Ben says he's bricking it.

-Cheers.

-Can I pay, please?

-You leaving us already?

It's too noisy in here to concentrate, so...

My mistake! I didn't realise I was running a library(!)

-So can I pay?

-Yes, all right.

Two eggs, two teas, two toast?

-Tina?

-All right, Kath?

Wasn't sure you'd be working after the accident.

-What are you doing here?

-My shift?

-I'm covering for you.

-No, no need.

-I'm fine.

-Oh, Tina.

-Oh, Kath, please.

I'm going mad on my own in that flat.

-Are you sure this is what you want?

-Yeah.

-All right.

-So?

-So.

-Right, right. A toast, a tea...

-No. Two teas.

-Two teas...

-Hello, there!

-How are you?

-Well, a bit shaky but, other than that, I'm all right.

-Good.

Ooh, are you going to be all right for the meeting tonight?

What, Fayre on the Square? Try and keep me away.

And I can count on you, can I, Lauren? Free tea and coffee!

Might even stretch to a packet of biscuits.

Look, no offence, but why are you bothering?

-Well, it's a celebration of our community.

-Yeah, our community.

Where the streets are disgusting. The chip shop's a mess.

The pub's a health and safety nightmare?

-Lauren!

-What?

What are we celebrating?

-I am so sorry.

-Just go and clear a table, will you?

-Lauren wasn't thinking.

-Sorry.

-You don't have to be here, you know.

-I've got to be somewhere.

-Then why not across the road? With your family? Come on, go on.

-Sorry.

-Derek, do you want a tea?

-Yes, please.

Listen, you take care, yeah?

-I feel terrible.

-I make it £5.60, so...

-Oh, Shakil. I'm sorry.

Keep the change.

Hey, I'm really sorry about your mum.

LOUD DANCE MUSIC BLARES

THEY LAUGH

-PHONE RINGS

-Well, answer it, then.

Martin? Phone.

I used to think she was...

You know, this one time, her and her mate... What was her name?

Anyway.

The pair of them took me and Vicki down to the seaside, you know...

Rachel, that was it.

Walton-on-the-Naze.

Paddling, took us up the pier, bit of ice cream,

building the sandcastles.

The lot.

And when it was time to go home,

Michelle asked if we wanted to stay another day

and she'd secretly gone off and booked a caravan.

Me and Vicki in the bunk beds.

I remember that night...

I told her I wished she was my mum.

Why did she have to involve Rebecca in this?

I don't know.

But I do think that you should go and visit her.

-You are joking, ain't ya?

-Martin, she's probably feeling terrible.

-Not my problem.

-I don't like this any more than you do.

-But she needs you. You need her.

-I don't need her.

-She's your family.

The only family I need

are the people who live right here in this house.

I meant to come in over the weekend. But there was so much to do at home.

You know, unpacking, getting things straight.

And now Linda's said there's a problem at the Vic

and she needs me to help out.

Mick's had to go to Bulgaria. Nancy's been in a car accident.

Phil phoned as I was leaving.

He'd just got home from his alcohol support group.

Took him ages to find one in English

and his Italian ain't up to much more than buongiorno...

..but he says it's OK. Decent people.

Denny's got a check up at the dentist this afternoon

so the ward sister said I could come in early.

-I hit him.

-Yeah. He told me.

And I made him tell me why.

Michelle, I wish you'd called me, told me what he was doing,

-I'd have dealt with him.

-And I smashed Phil's car.

Don't worry about that for now.

The main thing is you get better.

Now the doctor reckons you could come home tomorrow.

Darling, I know things aren't great right now. But...just give it time.

Day by day. Little by little. Doors will open.

Tina?

There ain't no words.

No.

-But I'm...very sorry for your loss.

-Thank you.

-You were a good daughter to Sylvie.

-I was nothing special.

I saw the way that you looked after her. You were very special.

She was my mum.

And you went over and above for her.

You did everything you could do and more.

But there's nothing I can do for her now she's gone.

-I just wish there was something I could do. Anything.

-I know.

I can't even make her a cup of tea.

You could...

maybe...organise her funeral?

They ain't released her body yet.

That doesn't mean you can't start thinking about...

how you'd like to say goodbye.

Goodbye. Sounds so final.

It's like in books. Time slowing down.

My whole life flashing in front of me.

And then Preston's there...

..and he's looking at me and I'm thinking, "It's going to be OK."

"He's here".

Only he walked away.

And I don't even blame him.

If I could, I'd walk away from me too.

He didn't walk away.

Apparently.

-He tried to get you out the car.

-And then he walked away?

No. Then... Then he came here.

-To the hospital?

-Yeah.

Where is he now?

He left.

But why would he help me out of the car and then come here,

and leave without seeing me?

My phone. I need my phone.

Look, maybe it's best if you just wait a while.

I need you to find me a charger.

-Michelle, concentrate on getting better!

-A charger, Sharon.

Will you find me a charger?

Yeah. Yeah, OK. I'll try.

Thank you.

Cheese and tomato, ham and mustard, avocado and hummus.

Cheese, please.

Yeah?

Now, that's more like it!

Here you go.

Something stronger?

Organising a...

Where do you even start?

That's why I'm here.

To help.

You just got to try and think of...what she'd like.

It ain't gonna come cheap, is it?

I'm sure we can sort something out. Don't worry about that, OK?

Just leave that with me.

I can't believe this is happening, Billy.

I know. I know.

I mean, only last week,

we were shopping for her dress for the party.

And...we had such a lovely time.

And when we found the dress... she really loved it.

Oh, that's still at the Vic, I suppose.

I... I need to go and get it.

I want the dress.

Dad, it's me again, I really want to get to the library.

About time.

-Dad! So embarrassing.

-Thanks, love.

Cheers.

You all right?

Do you know what? I'm not sure I can remember what all right feels like.

I mean, how long can Carmel have a headache for?

-I know I can count on you, Denise?

-Sorry?

-The meeting later?

-Fayre on the Square?

-Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, I completely forgot.

You've had other stuff on your mind, though, ain't you?

And everything's on course for the sponsored cycle?

Haven't had time to talk to Vincent about that, actually.

I mean, I've had other stuff on my mind as well.

-Nice one.

-Thank you.

-So, tonight?

-Yes, yes, I'll be there.

-And the cycle thing?

-Yes, Derek. All right, no worries, mate. Chill, OK?

Donna, can I remind you about the meeting later?

-This one actually going to happen, is it?

-So you believe her, right?

About this headache?

-Don't you?

-No, I think you should go and see her.

-Yeah, all right, later.

-Come on, I will take care of things here.

-Yeah, maybe you're right.

-Yeah. Go on.

-Take that.

Well done, my dear.

-Sorry?

-Your friend? Hardly touched her food all weekend.

Then you arrive and she can't wait to get at her sandwich.

How did you do that?

Well, I told her something she wanted to hear.

You done good.

She's my best friend.

Ever since we were kids.

-That's nice.

-Yeah.

Yeah, but I haven't told her everything.

Not all of it.

-Why not?

-She can be her own worst enemy.

I don't want her to do something stupid.

If she finds out anyway, this thing you're not telling her?

She needs a charger for her phone.

-I could fetch mine from my locker, see if it fits.

-Thank you.

-At Maggie's?

-In Essex. Yeah. She went this morning.

-She left you here on your own?

-I got Craig.

-With your exams coming up?

She bunged me some cash to feed myself.

Look, she says she's only gonna be gone a couple of nights.

Why did she go?

-You know why.

-Me and Denise?

Are you OK with us?

-What's it matter? I'm just a kid.

-You want me to be happy, though?

-Yeah, I suppose.

-Cheers.

Why did you say she had a headache?

Because she told the council that she was sick.

Course.

Right.

You know, the weird thing was, Kush,

all weekend she never once said your name.

Older woman, younger man. What do they call them? A cougar?

I don't want to talk about Michelle, if you don't mind.

-Busy out there, Steven?

-Yeah, it's not bad for a weekday.

Well, it needs to be better than not bad

for the amount of money I'm losing.

Let me get some quotes, love.

It might not be as expensive as you think.

We have dealt with much worse, haven't we? And come through?

-These for table five?

-Er, yeah.

Oh and, Dad, table seven are asking how long for their halloumi burger.

Er, ten minutes. Just going to pop outside.

-Right, well I'll tell him five, shall I?

-Oi, oi.

-Where are you going?

-Er, I'll be right back.

What took you so long?

Oh, I was looking for someone with the same phone, it took ages.

There's a socket here.

-Sharon!

-The thing is, Michelle...

-Well, plug it in.

It can be charging while we talk.

Before you phone Preston...

-The thing is...

-What?

-Michelle, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

-What for?

Well...after the accident, he came to the hospital.

You told me that already. And then he left, I want to ask him why.

I thought I was doing the right thing. You've got to believe me.

What have you done?

I told him that...

I promise you, I was only thinking of you.

I'm waiting.

I told him... that he meant nothing to you.

That you wanted him out of your life. That's why you left Florida.

To get away from him.

I was thinking of you.

You were judging me.

-He's so young, Michelle.

-Same way you've always judged me.

-You're better off without him.

-Oh, yeah, says who?

Can you plug the phone in, please?

And now you can go.

I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?

I'll come and pick you up? Take you home, OK?

-Where've you been?

-Just getting some fresh air.

What you eating?

Nothing.

Come here, Ian.

-What for?

-Come here.

-Open your mouth.

-What?

-I want to smell your breath.

-No!

-Ian.

-I just had a few peanuts, that's all.

-Ian!

Well, they're protein, aren't they?

Take off your shirt.

Love, now's hardly the time or the place, is it?

Are you wearing that toning belt?

So?

Remember the instructions, Ian?

You're not supposed to use it all the time.

Yeah, but the more that I use it, the more that I can eat

the foods that I really like and I'm still losing weight!

-It's not designed to lose weight.

-Yes, it is.

Did you actually listen when I was reading the manual?

That belt is a muscle toning device.

Yes, and the more I tone my muscles, the more fat that I burn.

Give me the peanuts?

-I finished them.

-A whole packet?

Well, yeah, I can't have a half-open packet of peanuts

in the kitchen now, can I?

Ian, I am so disappointed in you.

Now go to the gents, and remove the belt.

'The number you have called has not been recognised.'

'The number you have called has not been recognised.

'The number you have called has not...'

-Hey, my dear. Hey.

-MICHELLE SOBS

Hey.

Tina?

It's up there, she took it off before she had the bath.

It's up there, I know it is.

Can you get it?

I don't know what you're talking about.

The dress.

The one she had on last week.

It's up there and I just...

I want to see it. But I can't.

Teen...it's OK.

-I'll get it for you.

-Thank you.

Don't know why you're bothering.

It can't be mended.

I don't believe in can't.

How pathetic am I?

Taking it out on a phone.

Hard to credit, six months ago, in America, at the school where

I worked... I was asked to apply for the head of the English faculty.

Sounds like an important job.

I'd have been good at it.

The kids respected me.

And the parents.

Now.

Let's see if it works.

You did it?

Most things can be mended.

You just got to put your mind to it.

Good looking boy, your son.

He's not my son.

He WAS my lover.

Good on you, my dear.

I'm not sure you're right.

Some things can't be mended.