05/05/2017 EastEnders

Sharon...

I had no idea. It wasn't my fault.

Let's leave the postmortem till we're out of here.

I had a social worker hassling me last night.

A social worker?

You got paralytic and ended up in hospital, Louise,

there's going to be consequences.

I wasn't drinking.

So the doctors are lying, are they?

No, no, I...

-I don't know what happened.

-SHARON SIGHS

I don't remember anything.

SHARON SIGHS AGAIN LOUDER

You don't believe me.

I shouldn't have left you again.

I've taken my eye off the ball lately and I'm sorry.

But I thought I could trust you.

Oh, Louise - the state of the house!

And as for those friends of yours...

I thought we were saving the postmortem.

Yeah, well, you should be grateful for Bex turning up when she did.

-Bex?

-Yes!

She was the one who came to your rescue.

She might have saved your life.

DOORBELL RINGS

SHE SIGHS

FRONT DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

Hi.

-You all right?

-Yeah, yeah.

-How are you?

Oh, yeah...

I'm sorry, I was meant to text you back.

SHE STAMMERS: It was... I had a headache.

Oh, but you're all right now?

Yeah, fine. Why?

So we can make up for it tonight, then?

I've got revision I've got to catch up on...

Now, Jorgen said last night that you need to relax.

And that's very easy for him to say, isn't...?

Look, I'm not brushing you off, honestly.

How about I come round and I cook you dinner?

I mean, you've got to eat, right?

Please, please, just...

..let me take care of you.

-Yeah...

-Yeah?

-..go on, then.

OK, great. 7 o'clock - all right?

And I'll bring the food...

But I can hear, like, the inner feminist just screaming to get out,

so how about you get the wine?

-Yeah? Fair?

-That's fair.

-Fair.

OK...

I'll see you later.

FRONT DOOR BANGS

Hiya.

You look nice.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Is this outfit too dressy?

Um...

I mean, it's...

Smart. It is smart.

Steven's worked in catering his whole life,

what does he know about being in an office?

I bought it online for my new job.

I thought I'd put it on, show Steven a little sneak preview.

He ain't convinced.

New job, eh?

Yeah, Creative Team Assistant at my dad's new property company.

Sounds great.

I just cannot wait to use my brain again.

Actually feel like I'm worth something, do you know what I mean?

Yeah.

Never taken fashion advice from Steven before,

so why am I going to start now?

You know what? I'm going to be...

I'm going to be confident in my decision because that's why

they hired me in the first place.

Well, thanks for the chat. Blokes, eh?

Mick rung earlier.

He wanted to know if Johnny was getting enough time for his revision.

DOG WHINES

Cup of tea, two sugars, please.

When's that kitchen going to be finished?

Monday.

I work faster if I'm not hungry.

Well, help yourself.

Whit, will you make him a cup of tea, please?

I'm going to go to the vet.

Oh, biscuits. Nice.

What you looking so happy about?

We ain't got the punters back in the Vic yet.

Ah, but you forget, I've got a secret weapon.

Oh, yeah, what's that, then?

Charisma.

-FRONT DOOR BANGS

-Nice of you to drop by.

Yeah,

you know...

So, what's new?

-You and Kush enjoying the time that Patrick is away?

-Nah.

No, Hardly. No. I've just been revising.

Oh, yawn!

You can read when you're old...er.

SHE LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY

-DOORBELL RINGS AND SHE GROANS

-Vincent!

Yeah, no, I heard it, babe.

-Hey, D, how you doing, you all right?

-Yeah.

Yeah, go on.

Erm, I was just wondering if you had that tenner

that I lent you a while back?

Tenner?

Yeah, yeah, it was for Patrick's birthday. You remember?

What, last year? You keeping score?

No, no, course not, it's just I've got this new bank card,

I can't really use it at the moment...

Yeah, that's all right. I know what you mean.

-Just a bit short, you know.

-It's OK, let me see...

-FRONT DOOR BANGS

-I'm going to have to ask Vincent.

Kim!

-Stop yelling!

-Have you been using my credit card again?

-Huh?

How do you explain that?

What?

Oh! That's just a little, erm,

treat for us both.

A nice bottle of wine - that's a little treat. A new dress.

A hot tub, that's a serious bit of kit that we don't need right now!

It's not a question about need, Vincent, it's a question about want.

-And I've always wanted a hot tub.

-We live in London, babe, not Surrey.

But we can afford it, so what's the big deal?

We are married, Kim, right?

We are supposed to discuss things like this together

and I will not be sitting semi-naked

in no souped-up hot bubble bath for the neighbours to be gawping at us.

OK, you know what, guys? I'm just going to leave you to it.

Dee, just wait, yeah? Look, can we discuss this later?

-I'm sending it back.

-You are not sending it back.

Denise, just wait, yeah?

Have you got a tenner for Dee, please?

Are you kidding me right now?

You want me to cuss a bad word in here?

No, no, Kim. Don't worry about it.

No, Dee, listen, don't go anywhere,

I want to talk to you about the holiday.

DEE SIGHS

-You are still coming?

-Yeah,

I'm just... Let's talk about it another time, yeah?

You're pulling out?

Well, I've got to go.

No, Dee! Dee, why?

Yeah, yeah, all right. Look, I've put them in the post,

-so you should be receiving them soon.

-'Yeah, well, please do.'

Yeah. All right, we'll talk later.

-Here.

-HE GROANS

Sit there, mate.

I need a favour.

What, apart from this?

New tenants in 5C - need to do an inventory, but I've got these two.

You wouldn't look after them for an hour for me, would you?

-Yeah, of course.

-Oh, thank you.

-Sit down for a minute.

I haven't got a minute, mate.

Jack, everyone's got a minute.

Yeah, it's been a crazy morning. His nursery's on lockdown.

Norovirus apparently, and she's still got chicken pox.

Must make you wonder sometimes.

What?

Well, looking after your own kids is bad enough...

Matthew is just as much my kid as the other two are.

All right? He's Ronnie's and mine.

She wouldn't judge you, Jack.

Max...

It's obvious how hard you're trying.

It wouldn't be your fault, would it, if it all got too much?

You know what?

It ain't a choice, mate, all right? I love him.

-You know what? Forget the inventory.

-What?

Nah, you're all right.

You're right, you know what? I'm just leaning on you too much.

-That's all it is.

-I didn't say that.

-No, you're all right, I've got it, mate.

Come on, darling.

Come on, quick, I'm in a rush. Let's go. Go on.

-Ian...

-No.

What? Look, Tracey's working at The Albert now, you must've heard.

That's beside the point.

Where are you going to drink tonight? It's Friday.

I've got a perfectly good sofa, I'll save myself a few quid.

Come on, a geezer like you should be surrounded by your mates,

-cutting it loose.

-You really don't know me, do you?

I'm going to level with you.

I've got Shirley breathing down my neck, I need to pull in the punters.

Tell me what I've got to do.

Can I have my phone back?

I didn't confiscate it for fun - you're being punished.

Yeah, I know, but I want to text Bex -

say sorry.

OK.

But I want to read it.

Right. I'll send it.

It's like being in a prisoner of war camp.

Do you want your dad to find out?

Cos trust me - he'll make this punishment look like a spa day.

Yeah, all right, all right.

Can't get the smell out of this room.

Have to get the cleaner back - and it'll be coming out of your allowance.

Lou...

I'm so embarrassed.

I can't even remember what happened.

Do you think everyone saw?

The question you should be asking yourself is why they let you get

in that state in the first place?

Do you think they knew?

Alex and Mads - do you think they're laughing at me?

-I don't know.

-PHONE BEEPS

It's Bex. Says she'll be over after school.

I'll have to get some shopping in - your party cleaned me out.

Go now.

Honestly, Sharon,

you can trust me.

I'm not going to let myself get mugged off again.

You sure she hasn't said nothing to you?

No, I thought we were all set.

It's me, I know it is.

She thinks she's too good to go on holiday

-with her tacky little sister.

-What did she say to you exactly?

I bet she wants to go on holiday with her la-di-da classmates -

some museum trip where you stand in a dark room looking at

paintings or those buildings with no walls.

I mean, where's the fun in that?

Don't you think you're being a little bit paranoid?

-Paranoid?

-Yeah.

-No, I'm reading this situation for exactly what it is.

I'm not standing for it, Kush, and neither should you.

Yes, I know that an alternative venue has been offered, but...

-'As I have said...'

-..the point is - not everyone can afford to get

the train to an evening class.

-'We did try to limit the travel...'

-Well, we're talking about an extra

-tenner a week here.

-'Well, I...'

-Well, that might not seem like

very much to you, but what if you're unemployed, eh?

-'Yes, I do see...'

-Suddenly that's the difference between eating

-or not.

-'Mm-hmm.'

And the point... OK, the point about the community centre...

It's more than just a building - it's a focal point,

it's a place that you can go to and rely on,

no matter what's going on in your life.

-'OK...'

-PHONE BEEPS

Sorry, can you hang on, please, because my phone's beeping?

Yeah, my minutes are running low. Right, the point is...

-'As I say, we've done our best...'

-PHONE BEEPS FASTER

Yeah, look, can you call me back? Because my phone's going to...

I'm not sure how much longer I've got.

PHONE CUTS OUT

SHE SIGHS

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh, my days, you look terrible.

Babe, we've been so worried.

What are you doing here?

So, what, you shut up early, did you?

Yeah, slow day.

Right, see, just give me a shout if you need anything.

-Right, yes. I'll get cracking, then.

-Great.

Er...I ran into Kim earlier -

she said something about the holiday?

Kush, I've, erm... I haven't really scheduled a break so I'm going to...

Oh, no, course, course! You get on, I'll...

We've literally sent a million texts.

Sharon's got my phone.

Are you being off with us?

You said that cocktail was alcohol-free.

It was. We weren't drunk.

Or what are you saying? You think we spiked your drink?

-Really?

-No, that's not even funny, Louise.

We've spent the whole day defending you.

If it wasn't for us, you'd be a joke right now.

What are you on about?

Keegan filmed you chucking up all over the place.

He was going to put it online. We managed to talked him out of it.

-Shouldn't have bothered.

-No.

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm just confused - I don't get it.

How did I end up in that state?

That's what we're trying to find out.

Honestly, we thought you were putting it on, as a laugh.

If we'd have known, we'd have done something.

Have you spoken to Bex?

Bex?

Why would we speak to her?

No reason, just...

Erm, we're out of milk...

..so you go put the kettle on and I'll go to the shops.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

That's me done for today.

You're knocking off early? Yeah, typical.

The first coat of paint has to dry. You want to check?

Nah, I trust you.

HE CLICKS HIS TONGUE

Don't do that - it's creepy.

-How did you do it?

-Well, if you treat people like reasonable

human beings, Shirl, they tend to respond in kind.

That's my mug!

Sir Ian Beale?

Sir Ian Beale?!

It's only a matter of time, isn't it?

THEY LAUGH

SHE CLICKS HER TONGUE

-Ben.

-All right?

-OK.

Right.

What the hell are you two doing here?

Where's Louise?

FRONT DOOR SLAMS

Thought you were coming over?

I saw you had company.

They're not that bad, you know.

-Well, if you've come here to defend them, then maybe you should go.

-No!

No.

I wanted to say sorry...

..and thank you.

I've been a right cow, I know that.

But it's school stuff - it's difficult.

-You know what Alex and Mads are like.

-Yeah, bullies.

Did you see them put something in my drink?

I wasn't there.

So you don't know it was them?

No. But the fact you even have to ask that -

doesn't that tell you something?

I hate this.

I hate how things are between us.

-I've missed you.

-BEX'S PHONE VIBRATES

Why is your phone calling me?

Oh, it's Sharon. She confiscated it.

-I'm round Bex's.

-'Come home, young lady.'

-Yes, OK.

-'Louise!'

I'm coming now.

Do you want to come over? Have dinner?

-BEX SNIFFS

-Look, I'm glad you're OK.

And I wouldn't want anything to happen to you,

but this one little sorry isn't going to fix this.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

FRONT DOOR SLAMS

POTS BANG IN KITCHEN

Are you, erm...?

Are you managing to find everything OK?

Yeah, yeah, I'm looking for a little bit of olive oil.

Oh, sorry, there's... There might be a little bit of sunflower oil...

Yeah. Great.

You on a diet or something?

No, I've been eating takeaway.

Oh.

Oh...

No wine?

Sorry, I don't want to risk the hangover.

No, It's all right.

DOOR OPENS

Hi.

You're still here?

Alexandra and Madison have been filling us in on last night.

How do you mean?

How do you know this bloke?

-What bloke?

-Tell me where he lives, I'll sort him out.

-Er, no-one's sorting anyone out.

-What are you on about?

The bloke who spiked your drink.

I thought you didn't know?

We just got a text.

It kind of makes sense when you think about it.

What does?

-Keegan?

-No...

Travis.

Oh, no way. I don't believe that.

So, how come he's in detention right now for having an empty

bottle of vodka in his school bag?

-Here you are.

-Wow.

I'd have just been happy with beans on toast.

No, no, no. We can't have that, can we?

Anyway, fish is brain food, all right?

It's delicious.

SHE SIGHS AND CUTLERY CLINKS

Hungry, eh?

No, no, no, it's all right. Don't. It's nice.

I'm flattered, go on.

So, tell me what you've been studying.

Oh, it's boring, you don't want to listen to me banging on.

I do. I used to like English at school, actually.

Romeo and Juliet.

What - they stuck a film on? SHE LAUGHS

I am capable of reading, thank you, Dee.

Yeah, I know you are.

Sorry.

No, it's fine.

It's a play - An Inspector Calls.

Erm, and it's about this family and they think they're untouchable

cos they've got money, status,

and they're having this smug little celebration dinner...

..and then the Inspector turns up.

And how's Sharon?

She texted me earlier to let me know Louise is fine.

I'm just trying to give her some space.

Why?

She's been spending a lot of time pepping me up lately.

FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS

Look what I've just found in my bag.

Oh, it's sweet.

Yeah, but, for my desk?

What's wrong with that?

Well, he doesn't have a photo of me above the oven at Beale's, does he?

MICHELLE CHUCKLES

You know, I don't want to be thinking about Steven and Louie

while I'm at work. I just want a bit space that's just for me, you know?

-So, tell him that.

-No, I can't.

-Why not?

Cos it's not that simple, is it?

All the more reason.

PHONE RINGS

What is it?

It's America.

Tim?

He wants a divorce.

So?

Lauren, that's not very sensitive.

No, no, no. It's OK, Jane.

I'm a big girl, I can handle it. Come on, let's hear it.

Well, at the end of the day, it's just a bit of paper, isn't it?

And wouldn't you rather be free than stuck in something that's

clearly never going to work?

Yeah, OK, I'll be there in five. Yep, all right, mate.

Dad, can I have a magazine?

-Er, no.

-Please?

Amy, no.

You get your brother, go on.

He's not here.

Matthew?

And so, it's about how money and corruption - they go hand in hand.

And it's like the system is designed to keep those few at the top

at the sake of those at the bottom.

And then...

Well, it's like people like Eva -

they suffer the most. They...

What?

You nodded off, right?

Don't be daft. You're incredible.

No, no, really, you are. The way you talk about it.

You're so passionate and smart.

I've never met anyone like you, Dee.

-Oh, shut up. It's just a GCSE.

-No, no, it's not.

It's more than that - it means you've got ambition, you know?

It means you want to do something with your life - and you will.

And that is dead sexy.

Even if it does mean I barely get to see you.

Which is why I'm really looking forward to our holiday -

we get to spend some proper time together.

So, Kim was right - you don't want to go?

I...

HE SIGHS I just... OK, look,

wait, don't say anything, but it's just, erm...

Well, the thought of spending a week abroad with my sister -

that does my head in.

We don't have to go with them, you know.

We could just go back to our camping idea - just the two of us.

Yeah, fine. Yeah. Yeah, we see how it goes, yeah?

I'd have thought you'd want a holiday to look forward to,

-you know, after working so hard?

-Yeah, fine.

We'll do something.

I meant to say, whatever these flavours are, it's amazing.

-What's in it?

-You would tell me if something was bothering you,

-wouldn't you?

-Course.

-Are you sure? Cos you seem very...

-What?

..distant.

-How many times have I got to tell you? I've got to study.

-Study!

Yes, you've got to study. How difficult is it for you to send me a text?

Can you drop this, please? Cos I think you're being ridiculous.

Being ridiculous? I'm just asking you if everything is OK.

You are suffocating me.

How?

You just are.

Why, why, why? Because I want to go on holiday with you?

-See, there is, there's something wrong, isn't there?

-No.

Then, why are you getting so worked up?

OK, OK, for crying out loud, then, yes!

What?

I don't think this is going to work.

You don't think what is going to work?

Us.

Us? Are you being serious?

I-I just sort of...

I think it's obvious that we don't want the same things.

I can't make you happy.

Where, where has all this come from? Is it...?

Is this Jorgen? Has he said something, right?

Is it just cos I'm a market trader or...?

No! No, it's nothing to do with him. It's not...

I'm...

SHE EXHALES

What? What? What is it?

Denise, what is it?

Please, can you just go? Cos I really need some space.

No, no, I'm not leaving, OK, until you tell me

why you've just suddenly changed your tune like this.

I don't know what to say.

Try.

I'm sorry.

I'm not enough, am I?

Maybe.

You are lovely, Kush...

..but let's be honest...

..I...

I don't think me and you are on the same wavelength.

I don't...

But what I'm...

Kush, I didn't mean... I didn't mean it!

SHE SOBS

SHE SOBS LOUDER

Matthew!

Matthew!

Matthew?

-Matthew!

-Jack, what's up, mate?

You ain't seen Matthew, have you?

He's only gone and done a runner.

No, no, no, sorry.

PHONE RINGS

Matthew's gone. Yeah, he's gone.

'Jack, just calm down.'

He's here, he's at Dot's.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

I think we need to have a chat about my son, don't you?