21/07/2017 EastEnders

Get more water! Call an ambulance!

Keegan!

It's OK. I got you. I got you. I got you.

It's OK, I've got you.

It's OK - you're OK.

Everybody stay calm!

You're going to be fine.

Everybody stay calm, OK?

Louise...

These are my papers from work.

Oh, yeah, I know, but I wasn't looking at them.

I was just looking in the drawer.

What for?

For a lighter.

A lighter? But the candles are already lit.

It's not for the candles.

Louise, OK, it's OK, the ambulance is on its way.

Bex... Louise, listen to me. Listen to me, all right?

Everything's going to be fine, I promise.

Keep the water coming!

Travis, go help!

Make sure the kids outside are OK, and keep them there - no-one leaves.

SHE CRIES OUT

This wasn't my fault.

You saw her! It was an accident!

We've got to get out of here.

We can't do anything, anyway!

SHE SIGHS, DOOR OPENS

Keegan, I didn't do anything!

You pushed her!

I grabbed her arm, that's all.

Just get us out, yeah?

No-one is going anywhere.

What?

I said no-one is going anywhere!

You've gone way too far this time.

Where's the ambulance?

It's just a couple of minutes away.

No, I haven't done anything! We never meant anything!

It was just an accident - she started yelling at us!

Mads, tell him! Mads!

It just all started after I got sent down.

HE SIGHS

You don't want to hear all this.

Max, please.

I can't explain it. Not really.

I dunno - it just blotted everything out, I suppose.

You know, everything that had happened.

All the voices I kept hearing all the time.

You know, I didn't have nothing.

I had no control, over anything.

But hurting yourself...

that made you feel like you did?

That's in the past. I mean, you're out now.

Not saying it's over.

It never will be,

not after everything that you've been through, but...

Yeah, but that's why I ain't stopped.

It's not over.

You know, sometimes,

if I feel nervous or I don't know what's going to happen...

..I just feel out of control all over again.

And that's how you felt tonight?

Yeah, I just wanted everything to go well.

Haven't exactly got the best track record on that front, have I?

Still, there's one good thing.

What?

Now you know.

Now you can see why this can't work.

DOOR CLOSES

Hey.

Fancy a little drink?

No.

When did you get so old and boring?

I fancy a large drink. And lots of 'em.

Problem?

Louise. Same thing, these days.

Well, should be used to it by now.

Another day, another crisis to sort out.

Sounds serious.

No, not really. Just normal teenage stuff, I suppose.

Louise, the ambulance is here.

Don't leave me! Bex, don't leave me! I won't, I won't, I won't. I will not leave you, OK?

When did this happen? About ten minutes ago. OK, can we get these sprinklers turned off?

We don't want them on whilst we're treating her. Get them turned off now, please!

Get the stretcher. Hey, darling, what's your name?

DC Walters. Do you know what happened here?

Not exactly. But I know who was involved.

Collect as many eye-witness statements as you can.

I'll talk to those two.

And set up a crime scene, seal the place off.

I want to go with her.

Now wait a minute - you need to talk to the police first.

You were with Louise, yeah? You saw what happened?

So?

So what?

Well, I've told you - now you can tell me.

Why are you in the need of a drink all of a sudden?

That obvious, is it?

Well, to someone who's known you over 40 years, yeah.

Tom.

What's the problem with Tom?

Don't know. That's the whole point.

Haven't seen hide nor hair of him on the Tube for a week.

I've flattened my battery, I've been checking my phone so many times.

Well, you have tried calling him, yeah?

You're not just waiting for him to pick up the phone? Yeah, three times.

Let's see?

What?

Phone.

Why, do you think I've missed something?

No, I just think life is too short to be chasing time-wasters.

Right. Is that him?

That's the Chinese takeaway in Chrisp Street. Oh!

Well, where's Tom?

I've already deleted it.

I'm not that sad a cow.

Three unanswered calls, it's like three strikes, isn't it?

Now, he's out.

RINGING

Oh.

Unknown number. Must be a call centre.

Hello?

Female, 15 years old, Louise. Significant burns to the chest area.

I've given her IV morphine and given her some temporary dressings.

OK. Hello, Louise, I'm Mrs Kempton,

I'm the plastic surgeon who'll be looking after you.

We need to take you down to theatre to assess you properly,

but please don't worry, I promise you're in very safe hands.

OK?

Hey. Is there anyone you can call?

Anyone who can come and sit with you? Your mum, dad, a friend?

I'm OK.

Yeah, you might think you are, but trust me, you're not.

You have got your phone with you?

Call someone.

SHE SOBS

Look at these. This is Rebecca and Shaki.

Look...on their way to the prom in a limousine.

Just them? Looks like two cars jammed together!

There were supposed to be four of them in there.

Four? You could have got 40 in that thing.

And this is what Louise and Travis went in instead.

I know what that is.

A Robin Reliant.

A car with one wheel missing.

We only hired it as a joke.

Well, I quite like it.

So did they. No accounting for taste, is there?

Oh. Reminds me of my Smart car. Nice and cosy. Hm.

I wish we had an end-of-term prom or something.

All we had was a disco.

Yes, well, you was lucky - all we had was end of term,

straight home from school.

RINGING

What is it?

Hello?

I brought them in with me.

Shaks helped me put them out, but it was all my idea.

I just wanted it to be special, you know, just me and Louise.

This is all my fault, isn't it?

If I hadn't done this, then...

Look, it's irresponsible, yes.

But what happened to Louise is not your fault.

You do need to tell the police, though.

You need to tell them exactly what you've just told me.

Take a seat.

Bex!

Bex, what's happened? I just got a call from Mr Pryce.

Where's Louise?

She's in theatre.

What?

She's being assessed or something.

What does that mean?

I don't know. I wasn't quite taking it in. Look, Bex, please!

I don't know, Sharon!

OK? I don't know.

All right, just calm down, and... tell me what you saw, yeah?

One minute...

One minute she was there - her and Travis - and then...

and then they went off, and then the next minute, I don't...

Her dress went up in flames.

It's all I could see.

All those flames.

So what were you and Louise Mitchell doing in there?

Just talking.

About?

I don't know... The prom.

According to your teachers, you two shouldn't have even been here. I didn't want to be.

So this wasn't your idea, then? You was well up for it!

I didn't know anything about this till a couple of hours ago.

So did you and Louise have some kind of row or something -

is that how all this started?

I wasn't rowing with her.

What?

So you were, yeah?

How can you say that?

She's had it in for Louise Mitchell for ages.

Me? Mrs Lund hauled you in loads of times.

Oh, do not listen to this lying cow!

It was her idea in the first place

and she was the one that pushed her into the candles, too.

Um! What? OK, separate them.

And let's do this down the station, shall we?

What?

Are you going to arrest us?

Names.

I said, names.

Alexandra D'Costa, Madison Drake.

Alexandra D'Costa and Madison Drake, I am arresting you on suspicion of causing grievous bodily harm.

I didn't even do anything!

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention,

when questioned, something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence. Do you understand?

I don't get it.

I mean, her dress didn't just go up in flames on its own, did it?

Alex and Mads had something to do with it.

You know, this doesn't make any sense.

I know they're both nasty pieces of work, but...

Not even they'd do something like this on purpose.

Would they?

FOOTSTEPS

Rebecca?

Is there any news?

Louise is still in theatre.

They're operating already?

Well, we don't know what's happening, not really.

They got the fire out pretty quickly, almost straightaway,

and then the teachers, they did everything they could, and Keegan, he helped, too.

I've told your dad.

Oh, well, he's at football, so I've told Stacey,

and she's getting a message to him and he'll be straight here.

Does Phil know?

No, not yet.

You ain't told him?

Well, I want to see how bad this is first.

Sharon, he's her dad - he should know as soon as possible.

I know. But he's not in the best of health right now, and I don't want to

pile any more pressure on him, not until we know for sure how she is.

When your dad gets here, why don't you go home with him?

No. Look, I can stay here, and find out what's going on.

No, I promised Louise I'd stay here and I will.

Rebecca.

I'm going to be waiting here for when she gets back.

To tell you the truth,

I've been pretty nervous about this evening myself.

It's been ages since I did any serious...

..entertaining.

Food was lovely, I told you.

I wasn't talking about the food.

I even put a crib sheet up on the wall in the kitchen.

What's that?

Things to talk about if the conversation should dry up.

Funny stuff that happened on the market.

Stuck it on the wall so I could nip out between courses.

Max...

if I'd been through what you've been through,

I don't think I'd have come out the other side.

Things like that, they're bound to do things to you,

and it's nothing to be ashamed of.

Nothing to run away from, either.

Got something else back in the kitchen, you know.

That Baked Alaska.

I made two just in case Mary Berry let me down with the first.

Second one's in the freezer.

Here you are. Let me take that.

Is this all down to me?

What?

Well, you were there earlier.

You heard me and Louise bickering about her dress.

Sharon, what are you talking about? Is that why it went up in flames?

She went and got a cheap one cos I wouldn't shell out any more for a proper one?

There was nothing wrong with the dress!

It came from the market stall.

It could have been made out of anything.

Look, it was from Kush's stall and Kush don't sell dangerous rubbish.

Why are you beating yourself up like this?

There's only one set of villains here

and they're the same ones that went after her.

How many times have me and you had a barney about clothes?

Loads.

Ain't got nothing to do with that,

and it's got nothing to do with you, neither.

But Phil left me in charge.

He left me to take care of his little girl.

Sharon.

Come on.

Sorry, I'm... I know I'm not making any sense.

Yes, you are.

You're making total sense

and, if I were you right now, I'd feel exactly the same...

but this isn't your fault.

OK, we've collected all the contact details we need

and we've got a few detailed accounts of what some of them saw.

So can we let them go home now?

Most of their parents are already waiting.

Yeah, we'll follow up tomorrow.

I'll get those two down to the station.

I've called their next of kin, too - they're meeting us there.

SHOUTING NAMES

Suppose I should stop that, really.

Suppose you should.

Louise?

What's happening?

How is she?

She should be coming round in the next few minutes.

But she's on quite a high dose of morphine, so don't be alarmed

if you don't get too much in the way of a response for a while.

Is she going to be OK?

So, Louise has a number of third degree burns.

They're dressed and clean at the moment,

but she is going to need skin grafts.

If they get infected and the grafts fail,

that will make the scarring much worse,

but we don't know how many or how extensive they'll need to be

just yet, but we could be looking at multiple operations, I'm afraid.

We should be able to perform the first one

in the next couple of days, depending on the wounds.

Skin grafts?

So we harvest healthy skin from undamaged parts of Louise's body

and we graft that onto the skin that's been burnt.

It's the best possible treatment for burns like these

and a procedure we've carried out many times.

And then she'll be OK, yeah?

Well, let's talk later when we've seen how things progress.

Come... Come through.

Lou?

Mum?

It's OK. It's OK.

Bex?

We're here.

We're all here, darling.

Thank you.

Well, I'm not thanking Mary.

That ice cream was definitely runny

and I'm sure I followed all the instructions.

I wasn't talking about the food.

Oh, sorry, haven't you finished?

DOOR OPENS

Mum?

Shaki?

What are you doing home?

I thought the prom didn't finish till midnight?

No... It finished ages ago.

What's happened?

'This is bad, isn't it?'

Don't start thinking like that.

They got the fire out in almost seconds.

And I told Mum and Sharon, how amazing Mr Pryce

and all the teachers were.

And the ambulance, they came in almost no time, too.

Everything's going to be sorted, I promise.

Still bad, though, isn't it?

There you go. Thanks.

I know it don't seem like it right now, but, I mean, Louise

has been quite lucky in one way. It could have been a whole lot worse.

I mean, if you think what...

Oh, don't, Sonia, please.

There's no point, is there?

Letting your mind run on ifs and maybes.

No, it won't do you any good and it won't do Louise any good, neither.

I mean, there's only one thing that matters now,

and it ain't the dress she wore or some row you two might have had.

The only thing that matters now is getting Louise the right treatment.

Yeah.

I came as soon as I could.

Travis! The police wouldn't let us out before.

Look, maybe now's not a good time, OK?

Well, I just want to see her.

She's in no fit state for visitors.

I ain't just a visitor!

It might be just what she needs right now.

No, Sonia. You've seen her clinging on to Bex.

Come on...

All her friends supporting her.

Please?

Max, I'm so sorry. He's in a terrible state.

Not surprised. I mean, what sort of idiot'd do something like that?

You know, that can't be deliberate, can it?

You know, it's got to be an accident.

I hope so, for their sakes.

But if it wasn't, I hope they lock them up and throw away the key.

Um... Listen, I don't want to just throw you out, but...

I'm not going anywhere.

What?

Not till I've cleared up.

There's really no need.

Listen, you said so yourself, all right, you need to be there for your son.

I mean, the last thing you want to be worried about is all this.

Go. Go on.

DOOR OPENS QUIETLY

Lou?

Is the surgeon back?

No, not yet.

You've got a visitor, though

I don't want to see him.

I knew this was a bad idea.

No - I don't want him to see me.

He's really worried about you. Get him out of here.

Get him out, please, Bex, just get him out...

OK, OK.

I don't want to see no-one, OK? No-one.

OK.

You should go.

I ain't leaving till the surgeon's been back to see you.

I didn't leave you at the party, and I'm not leaving you now.

What happened in there?

Alex and Mads? Did they...

It's OK, Louise - don't think about it.

KNOCKING

Oh, if that's Travis again...

Mum?

SHOUTING

Young generation, when they get mad,

the first thing they do is grab a gun.