11/04/2017 EastEnders

Hey. I just got your text. What's up?

I need your help. Come on.

Oh, OK, OK, OK, OK.

Oh! Don't think that I want to break this up,

cos I really, really, really don't,

but don't you think you should getting back to work?

-Hey.

-Yeah?

-Donna is watching the stall.

-Hm?

She owes me a favour.

So we have got the whole day together.

-Really?

-Mm-hm.

Ow! My shoulder... Shoulder...

-I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!

-That's OK.

You all right?

Come on, you.

Hey. Morning.

-Hiya.

-How's she doing?

Oh, she's just missing Mick.

You had another rough night, though, didn't you, sweetheart?

Not as rough as Mum's sheets.

What? They're proper ruined.

A little bit of respect, please. She's still a lady.

You know, I think if she don't get better,

we need to take her down the vet later.

Do you know how much those places charge? Even for a check-up?

You got any other suggestions?

What about that dog pen thing Abi said?

I, er... I checked. They're really expensive.

Maybe I'll have to have a look again.

Maybe we can find a sale.

Well, something needs to be sorted.

She ain't in a good way, are you, darling? Hey...

Right, come on, we need to sort this delivery out, yeah?

You ain't serious?

-What?

-Busking?

Travis didn't think so. We did it a while back.

It was a proper laugh.

Look, if you're not up for it, then...

No, no. No, I mean...

Collecting money and stuff, yeah?

I don't want you forcing me into dancing or anything.

-Like I need your dodgy moves scaring away the crowd!

-Hm!

So, why busking all of a sudden?

Why not? I don't want to work in the caff my whole life.

I'm done with that place, anyway. After yesterday.

Look, something happened with my aunt.

I can't be bothered to go into it.

Well, he's an idiot, yeah? That Preston.

Doing what he did to you.

Yeah, well...

All boys are idiots sometimes, right?

Thought I'd nip out for a little run.

Surprised you got any energy left.

I could pick us up some breakfast?

Maybe we could have it in bed?

Oh, I don't know if I've got any cash on me...

No, it's all right. It's my treat.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Do you reckon we could convince Patrick to extend his stay

in Trinidad just a little bit longer?

Yeah, yeah, an extra month would be pretty sweet.

No, no, I'm thinking more like six.

Oh!

-No. Go. Go.

-Ah!

I don't think I'm going to be able to contain myself much longer.

And besides, it's going to give me a chance to sort out

some of that stuff I want to sell online.

Hopefully, someone'll snap it up.

Don't exert yourself too much, will you?

I won't be long.

I'll get that shower running.

-Morning.

-Morning.

Grab a seat. Now, jam or marmalade on your toast?

Oh, jam, I think.

Is the correct answer. You're out of marmalade.

Well, this is very impressive.

Plus, I've already sent off a new job application. Stock management.

Mainly organising stuff about.

Ah, getting the practice in already, I see.

Well, it's a start.

Get the old brain cells flowing again, not to mention the cash.

Can't argue with that.

It's not like I'm giving up on teaching.

That feeling, making a difference in those kids' lives...

I'll get it back somehow.

Yeah, of course you will.

They reckon I'll hear back today, so...fingers crossed.

Well, a woman of your ability? They're going to snap you up.

Oh, here, take this - get your phone fixed.

Got to look the part.

Thanks, Sharon.

Listen, I'm heading into town later.

See a bloke about getting the car lot valued.

Oh, didn't know you were thinking about selling?

Oh, it's Phil's idea. He reckons we're sitting on a gold mine. Not convinced myself.

Do you fancy joining me?

Oh, thanks, but I'm off to do the thing I should've done

as soon as I got here.

Pay Mum a visit.

Course, yeah.

Well, if anyone can remind you to get your life back on track, it's...

BOTH: Pauline Fowler.

-I said "I don't mind you wearing it, but it's definitely going to get stuck."

-Oh!

LAUGHTER

-Hey.

-Hi.

-All right? Not interrupting anything, am I?

No, no. Max just bought me a coffee.

Oh, right.

You weren't on your stall. I wanted to talk to you.

No, no, Donna's doing me a favour.

You look nice, Mum.

Thanks. It's my meeting at the council.

Not that I'll get it.

Course you will. You'll smash it.

Well, I'm going to get back. Good luck, though, Mum.

Cheers, sweetheart.

What happened to all the singing?

It's like one of those mimes down in Covent Garden.

Look, just forget about it.

What you on about?

I thought I could do this, but I can't...

Listen, Bex, you've got serious talent, yeah? No lie.

Now I want to hear you.

# I'll feel the fear for you

# I'll cry your tears for you

# I'll do anything I can to make you comfortable

# Even if I fall down when you're not around

# Don't worry about me Don't worry about me

# Cos if I fall

# You'll fall

# And if I rise

# We rise together

# And... #

What's all this?

Bit rammed in here today. I could help again.

No, it's all right, I can cope. Bex was a no-show, so...

Everything all right?

Oh, yeah. Just been to see Mum, up at the cemetery.

Dad too, of course. Just been a while, you know?

Yeah, well, I'm sure they appreciated the company.

How's the neck?

I think it's just stress, you know, but thanks for asking.

-Oh. Hi.

-Yeah, two bacon sandwiches, cheers, Kathy.

Er, make that one, actually, to share.

Bruv, the budget's stretched as it is, and after yesterday...

Ben told me about the robbery. Said there were three of them.

Oh, no, it was just two, actually.

They were big geezers, though. Wouldn't want to mess, right, Jay?

Right, well, the bacon sarnies are on the house, OK?

Can't have you two wasting away, can I?

Thanks, Kathy, cheers.

Cheers, Mum.

Found her down the tube station, busking.

Sorry for actually trying to have fun for once.

No, it's Kathy who needs the apology.

-I'm sorry.

-Hm.

Shouldn't you be at home?

No, I'm fine. It's fine. So whose idea was all this?

Shakil's, I suppose?

It wasn't, actually.

Can't blame her for wanting to express herself.

Girl's got a gift. Right, Bex?

I don't need you fighting my battles for me, thanks.

No, no, I know. I was just saying...

Yeah, well, this is family business.

-Martin, she was just trying to help.

-No, it's all right, Kath.

He's right.

Back in a sec.

Where are you going?

Michelle.

Look, I just want to say I know what it's like.

All the dirty looks and the pointing.

Only popped in to clear my head.

Probably not the best idea when you're public enemy number one.

Yeah, well, people round here, they're quick to judge,

but just remember, you ain't on your own, all right?

And if you ever need a breather, there's a spare room at mine and Ben's.

Decent mate rates and all that.

So, I found this during my big clear-out.

Oh, please tell me you're not selling that. That's...

That is priceless.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Is everything OK?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Course. Course. Give me a kiss.

It's Mum.

And...there goes the mood.

I'm sorry. I ran into her, right, on the way back...

..and she was having a coffee with Max.

As in...Branning?

It was a bit weird, actually, cos I think they were flirting.

Actually, come to think of it,

they-they were a bit cosy in the Vic last night...

What? Oh, great. Great. So what, now my mum and Max are, you know...

Come on, don't go jumping to conclusions.

-Well...

-Look...

OK, I can't deny it, Max has got a little bit of a reputation.

-But it's with good reason.

-What, so you think I should do something, or...?

Or what? What, like ground her?

No. No. It's just... You know, after my dad messed her about...

Yeah.

I can't have her getting hurt again.

Yeah.

Hey, hon, look, Carmel is a grown woman.

She can handle herself.

And Max ain't as bad as you think.

Look, since getting out the nick, he does seem a bit different.

Look how he handled Jack after Ronnie.

And the bus crash.

He was the one that was rallying the troops. He saved Martin.

So...

Maybe it was just a coffee, yeah?

What were we saying about that...that shower?

-Shower...

-Yeah, shower...

-Yeah.

Kathy, you said you wanted cubed sugar, yeah?

Yeah, they've only got granulated. OK. OK, cool.

See you in a bit. Bye.

Oops. My bad.

If I was you, I'd cut out the sugar.

Thighs are looking well chunky.

You dropped your sugar, Bex. Here.

Don't worry. Wherever you go, we'll be there, yeah?

Stuck together.

You all right?

Bex, what on earth have you got in your hair?

Is that gum?

How did you manage to do that?

Just clumsy, you know?

KNOCKING

Yeah, yeah. Hold on, one minute.

-Hey.

-Whitney. Bit of an early one?

Well, you know me - party animal, ain't I?

Actually, we're running a bit low on change

so I was wondering if you could help us out.

Yeah, yeah, sure. Let me just check the float and that.

Well, I've checked everywhere.

Despite my injuries.

I can't find it.

Oh. Company.

Yeah, Whitney just wanted some change.

-You looked properly, yeah?

-You must've left it at the pub.

Whitney, you haven't seen a credit card pop up anywhere, have you?

No. Don't think so.

Let's say hello to Daddy.

Mm?

Oh...

Why have you got my baby dressed in this thing?

That ain't the best bit... Da-da!

You know this could be considered abuse, yeah?

You can't put a price on class, Vincent, can you?

Do you know what?

I've only gone and left all the notes at the Vic.

I'm an idiot. Sorry, I'll make do.

Thanks, anyway.

It's OK. You take care, baby, yeah?

-Thank you.

-See ya.

-Bye.

Ooh, Bex, can you take these two milkshakes to that table for me, please?

Tell them sorry about the wait.

Sorry about the wait.

'Bout time, innit?

Fancy seeing you here.

Reckon she's after our tips, yeah, girls?

I've got one. Stop buying your clothes down charity shops, innit?

Ooh! Oh, I'm sorry, darling. Are you burnt?

Quick. Here.

Get off!

Bex, get me some the kitchen roll, will you?

I can sort this for you.

Forget it.

Not your fault. Let's go.

-I really am sorry.

-It's all right.

Louise!

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Kathy.

These things happen, don't they? Look, could you get me a mop, yeah?

Ta.

You sure about this, Jay? I mean, Michelle Fowler?

Mate, she ain't having the best of times right now, is she?

Probably to do with totalling the chippy.

I mean, what are people going to say with her moving in?

Do you care about what that lot think?

She's trying to get her life back on track.

I think we should help her out.

Because 40-somethings actually pay their rent.

KNOCKING

Ah, you made it. Come in.

Thank you.

Oh, it's a bit bare at the moment, what with the robbery and that.

Yeah, but we're saving up for a new telly, ain't we?

Big 55-incher, ain't we?

Sounds great.

Yeah. Well, the plan is to completely kit the place out.

Big surround sound, you know.

All right, well, I'm going to make us a cuppa.

If you got any questions, you know, just ask us.

PHONE CHIMES

-Sorry.

-That's all right.

Told you she'd be here, keeping them chunky thighs topped up.

The state of my top, yeah?

You are so buying me a new one.

It was an accident. I didn't mean to.

-Little Miss Superstar can afford it.

-Hm.

-Remember the video?

Bex is the next Adele, innit?

Yeah. If Adele cooked fry-ups for a living. Pathetic, man.

Aw. What's wrong? No easy auntie here to save you?

Remember, yeah?

Wherever you go, no escape.

Look, are they bothering you?

Look, Bex, don't let them get to you, all right?

I don't.

This is why you froze earlier, innit?

Look, I saw you, all right, when those girls were laughing.

Forget about the idiots, Bex. People are just jealous.

-Yeah, whatever.

-It's true. You just need some reminding sometimes.

That's where I can come in.

You know...if you still want me to?

Yeah.

Yeah, of course.

All right, then. So, maybe later, we can try again?

With the busking.

You could catch the rush hour commuters and stuff?

I'd like that.

Teen? So, I've been thinking about your mum's funeral

and...why don't you put something in the Canning Town paper?

-What do you mean?

-Well, you know, like an announcement.

You do get them sometimes.

That way, if any of your mum's old mates read it,

they'll know to come down.

I've got the details of who to e-mail and that.

That is such a lovely idea.

What would this family do without you, eh?

Oh, and Lady Di, I almost forgot, she's doing so much better.

-She's well on the mend.

-That's great!

-Yeah.

-That's good.

Chelley. All right?

Hiya. Don't s'pose you fancy a quick drink? I'm buying.

I could do with a friendly face right now.

I can't. I've got all this funeral stuff to sort out.

Oh. Course. Course. I understand.

Tomorrow, though? If you're about, yeah?

Yeah. Fine. You crack on, sweetheart.

-See you later.

-See ya.

It's only leftovers, but should last you for a few days.

Seriously, Kath, we're going to pay you back for this. I promise.

Don't be daft. After the nightmare you two have been through, it's the least I can do.

-Thanks.

-Cheers, Mum.

Go on.

Dad?

Don't panic. I'm not going to tear your head off.

After everything that's been going on recently, with Preston...

I know you've been having a tough time, sweetheart.

Much as I hate to admit it, Michelle's got a point.

You've got a talent, Bex,

and you should be out there showing it off.

So if busking is what you want to do, that's fine with me.

Really?

One condition - in your own time, though, yeah?

No more bunking off, cos you got a responsibility to Kathy. Deal?

Deal.

There you go.

Thank you.

That's all right.

Listen, darling, I know you didn't want to come in today,

but I really do appreciate you making the effort,

so why don't you go early, OK?

Go on, I can finish up here.

-Cheers, Kathy.

-Go on, off you go.

There you go. Thanks.

And what can I get the Square's hottest couple?

Apart from maybe a room?

Um, just... I'll get a white wine, please.

Can you make that large, actually?

And I'll have a bottle of beer. Thank you.

Kush?

Nothing to worry about, yeah?

Hey, Sharon! What you doing here?

Well, my shift starts in a minute. What's all this?

I like to call it unwinding.

No need to ask where that 20 quid went.

So is it a celebration? Did you hear back from that job?

Certainly did. Thanks, but no thanks.

Over-qualified, apparently.

-Oh, I'm sorry.

-No, no - don't be.

In a way, it's sort of a compliment, really, innit? Cheers!

So, how did it go at the cemetery?

Yeah, nice. Nice, thanks. Good to have a chat.

Turns out I'm better with family that don't answer back.

How'd you mean?

Oh. Earlier, in the caff.

I stuck my nose in with Martin and Bex...

My own fault, really.

Look, Michelle, why don't you head back home?

I picked up some chicken. You could do a nice pasta dish?

Ooh, fancy.

Well, I actually do want to celebrate later.

The valuation for the car lot came through.

20% higher than expected!

-Oh! That's fantastic news.

-Yeah.

Fantastic. I am dead happy for you.

Thanks.

Rate I'm going with jobs, I could do with all the rich mates I can get!

Ooh!

Sorry.

I wouldn't bother. Kathy let her go early.

Well, that's why you're here, innit?

Sniffing around my daughter.

We had some plans.

Look, Bex has had a hard enough time recently,

without some other idiot making it worse.

If I catch you two together again...

..you'll wish I hadn't.

This is a joke, right?

Why would you sign me up for this?

Babe, I thought you'd be flattered. You could definitely win.

Without even asking me, though?

Do you want to see me humiliated, Lauren? Is that it?

No! I tell you what... Look.

Now, we are even. Signed myself up for Miss Walford.

Happy now?

So, now I get to see my girlfriend paraded around like a prize cattle

and slobbered on by a load of blokes?

Yeah, it's perfect. Thanks, babe.

Hey. All right, how's it going?

Yeah, not too bad. You all right?

Yeah, yeah. I saw you and Mum over in the corner there.

Twice in one day, eh? Must be getting serious.

Just a little drink, that's all.

Right. So you two...aren't...

Diet Coke and a large red.

Thank you, and whatever Kush and Denise are having.

-No, no, no - you're all right.

-No, go on.

All right, if you're sure, then I'll have a lager and a vodka tonic.

-Lovely. That should cover it.

-Yeah.

Cheers.

We're just friends, that's all. Come and join us if you want.

Pull a table up. We'll make a night of it?

Yeah, it might be a little bit awkward, actually.

-Yeah, yeah.

-Next time?

All right. Well, if you change your mind, you know where we are.

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah.

What?

Just...maybe you were right about Max.

-He seems all right, actually.

-Yeah!

This is the last one. It's a school night.

No, don't be stupid. We're celebrating.

Hardly. The interview went well and I got good vibes.

Listen, I bet you went into that meeting today and showed them exactly what you're worth.

You'll get it.

Cheers.

Cheers.

RINGING

KNOCKING THEN DOOR OPENS

I'm not hungry.

No, you got visitors.

Hey, babes. Cool room.

Louise was saying that you were going to the cinema on Thursday?

Yeah, proper girls' night, right, Bex?

Yeah, that'd be good, wouldn't it?

Right, I'll let you get on. Nice to meet you girls.

Right, I'm going to make you a nice cup of tea,

then I better get back to the Vic.

Oh, come on! Phil's not here. Plus, we're celebrating.

You two are billionaires!

Ooh, hardly.

Not if I have to keep bailing you out.

You love me, really.

I thought you'd left that at the Vic.

Ain't you had enough?

Oh, since when did you get so boring?

I just don't want to see you waste all that progress.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, this morning, you were ready to take on the world.

I just don't understand why you keep doing this to yourself.

Well, I'm sorry I don't have a Phil of my own, paying my way

and I don't get to milk a bit of land where - if I'm not mistaken -

some poor homeless bloke burned to death years ago.

I didn't...

That came out wrong.

It's fine. You crack on with your drink.

I'm going to call Phil on the way back to work,

tell him the good news.

Oh, Sharon!

Hello?

'Who is this?'

Please don't hang up. I was hoping to speak to him.

To Preston.

'You shouldn't have called this number.'

No. I know - I know I shouldn't have,

but I just need to say...

'You're not allowed to speak to him.'

No, I know. I know.

'I'm hanging up.'

No, no, no, please - please, don't hang up.

I'm sorry.

PHONE LINE GOES DEAD

Hello?

Hello?

Your step-mum's kind of fit, you know? For a chav.

What are you doing here?

Remind you, innit? How serious we are.

I get it. All right? You told me.

-I think maybe she needs showing.

-Hm.

No!

No, please! Louise. Please don't let them.

Look, she gets it. Just leave it out!

Oops(!)

Sorry, babes.