18/08/2017 EastEnders

-Hi.

-Is Phil here?

Yeah, he's through there.

All right, Phil?

What do you want?

It was just about that idea I had last night.

I was wondering if you gave it any more thought.

You know, the swap.

Maybe changing it so...

There ain't going be any swap.

It was take it or leave it, and you left it.

-Come on, Phil.

-No, no, no, no.

I try and do the right thing, try and provide for everyone,

-but that ain't enough for him, is it?

-Calm down.

It's all right.

What difference does it make, though, Phil,

if the car lot goes to Ben instead of me?

Cos I told you, all right?

I don't want you here. Now get out.

A baby seat.

For a car.

How do you say "baby" in Spanish?

How do I know?

A bay-bay. Bay-bee.

Yeah? No, no, no. Oh.

She's put me on hold again.

Honestly, all I want is a seat for Pearl,

but apparently it is impossible

for a Spanish hire car company

to find somebody who speaks English.

Do me a favour!

You have no idea how much I need this holiday.

No, I think I'm getting it.

Vincent can go and do his paragliding or water-skiing,

or whatever madness that he wants.

I will be plonking myself on the beach

and 100% getting my relaxation on.

Oh, you know, that sounds fantastic.

Lying back on the beach with my book.

I ain't flying out to Spain to study.

And you could do with a break.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, you're kind of...

wound up tight, innit?

I am?

It's always been your problem.

You're just a tense person.

Nothing wrong with it, you know,

it just stops your flow.

You all right?

Today's the day!

I can't wait to hit that beach.

Jug of sangria at the ready,

a good book...

Look, will you forget about the books, yeah? It's a holiday.

Oh, hello?

Still on hold, innit?

Yeah. Half six?

Ah, yes, on the dot.

It's been ages since I've had a proper holiday.

Just lying around, doing nothing all day.

Mind you, I've done a lot of that lately.

Where?

Oh...

prison.

Sorry.

Food'll be better in Spain, though.

Yeah.

Back in a sec.

Oh!

Naughty.

Have I got to watch that all week?

You said you'd try, Kushy.

Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.

Oi, oi, oi. Are you helping me here or not?

Let him go.

What's happening, bruv? You all right?

What am I going to do?

-PHONE RINGS

-Get yourself an alibi.

Keep me out of it.

Hello?

All right, fine. I'll see you in five minutes.

You on for tonight?

Yes, by seven tonight,

they'll be on their way and this place will be pumping, bruv.

Sick.

HE SIGHS

Can I talk to you about Jay?

I just think he needs to understand.

Well, I've already explained to him.

OK.

Then I just need to understand.

What difference does it make to you if they swap?

I mean, it would obviously look a lot less strange

if you gave your son the car lot, and Jay the Arches.

And if that's what they want...

It's not what I want, all right?

Yeah, but why?

Look, Phil, why don't you just think about it a bit more?

Give yourself some time.

You've not seemed yourself lately.

You know, skipping your support group on Monday...

I weren't well.

Yet you won't go to a doctor. It doesn't make sense.

Look, Phil, since Italy,

we have done so well...

at being more open with how we're feeling.

Sharon, can I...?!

Can I just...

you know, just drink my cup of tea in peace, please?

Please?

Benefits come in and go straight out again.

Yeah, at least I've got the bailiffs off my case,

even if I did have to hand over my phone.

If it's not electric, it's something else,

and hardly anything left for food.

-Oh, we'll manage.

-How?

I'll figure something out, Keanu.

You know, it's not the first time I've been skint

and it certainly won't be the last.

Anyway, you're going to get your job soon, yeah?

How did the interview go?

Agency said I'd get a call before six, so...

And when will you start, you know, if you get it?

I don't know. Probably a few weeks.

A while off, then.

Have you got something to say?

Been at work, have we?

-What?

-Actually, I'm pretty close to getting a new job.

Oh, right!

Bit of a departure for your lot, innit?

We ain't scroungers.

Maybe we were in the past,

but that stops now.

It stops with me.

I'm going to provide for my family.

Anything else?

Thought not.

All right, Tracey?

-Just a fizzy water.

-Yeah, sure.

-What?

-What?

You look cheery.

Do I?

Must be the holiday.

Yeah, yeah, must be.

When are you leaving?

6.30.

Well, have a lovely time.

No, I'm not going.

Don't let me stop you.

Trust me, by seven o'clock,

the holiday's going to be off.

-There you go, Max.

-Thank you.

-Ta.

-Nearly time, Max.

-Yeah, yeah, I can't wait.

Yeah, yeah. Whit, listen.

You think Woody might know any free bar managers

for shifts whilst we're in Spain?

What, ain't you organised that yet?

I had.

I had a staff member leave on me...

on short notice.

OK, well, he's in Watford at the moment

but I'm sure, if you give him a ring, he might even do it himself.

And we need the money, so...

-Yeah, all right, thanks a lot.

-All right.

I mean, what difference does it make to him who gets what, eh?

I don't know.

We could just swap after he gave them to us - same result -

but because we bring it up, that's it?

Something about this just ain't right.

Do you not think?

I don't know.

You've been banging on about it constantly for days.

Just leave it, Jay.

It don't matter if I got the car lot or not.

It ain't about that.

-Do you want another?

-No.

I thought we was staying here.

I've got a few things to do.

Sorry.

Well, what about the DJ?

There you go, love.

Oh.

What?

What's that?

Well, it looks like a receipt.

Does it?

Wow, for a lot of money.

What...?

Come on, then, what's it for?

-Nothing.

-Oh, Ian, please!

It's a reservation fee...

for a two-bedroom flat in a certain boutique development

that you happen to know all about.

Oh, you're joking!

Yep. Went and did it this morning.

We can move in as soon as they're ready.

Oh, Ian!

Hey. Look, this is my way of saying thank you

for you doing all the hard work with my mum yesterday.

Yeah, I'm sure she'll come round to the idea.

-Do you want a push?

-Oh, go on, then!

And I'm pretty sure that the camping mattress is under Will's bed.

Well, have another look, will you?

Properly. Listen, I've got to go.

Sorry, Phil.

Billy don't know where anything is unless it's right on top of him.

I'll have a bottle of whisky, please.

When you're ready.

Are you sure?

Yes.

And it's for you?

I see.

Actually, Phil, I think it's for the best if I say no,

given...

given your circumstances.

It's a bottle of whisky.

Yeah, but except, to you, it's not JUST a bottle of whisky, is it?

Give it to me.

No, I'm sorry, Phil...

Give it to me!

Honey, are you all right?

Are you OK?

WHISPERS: Fine.

Was Phil just in there?

And what happened?

Honey?

Phil?!

What?

Can I come in?

Why?

Cos I want to talk.

You broke up with me, Steven.

Please?

Well?

I made a mistake.

-You're just lonely because Lauren's not back.

-No.

No, I was confused.

OK, Lauren coming back, it just...

There's a lot of feelings that I thought meant something.

It turns out they didn't.

It turns out I already had everything that I needed.

Did you rehearse that line?

A bit.

Please, Abs.

I was an idiot...

..but this is what I want.

Yeah? Me and you.

If it's not too late.

How do I know that things will be different?

How do I know that you're not just going to change your mind again?

Because I love you.

Wow.

Yeah.

Really?

Really.

Say it again.

I love you, Abi Branning.

Again.

It is a mess, and I cannot wait to go.

And this...

I mean, how long does it take six blokes to dig a hole?

Meanwhile, I've got to park in Stratford.

It's just across the road.

Can you do it, yes or no?

Look, all right, I will bell you tomorrow, all right?

-And I will talk you through it, all right?

-Er, excuse me?

All right, I'll pay you.

All right, it's going to take half an hour of your time.

-No, no, it won't, it won't.

-Babes, I'm on the phone.

-Hang up.

-Yeah, I'm in the middle of something.

-Hang up.

-Listen. If you... She took the phone.

-He will call you next week.

No-one is belling you tomorrow.

I'm trying to get Woody to cover some shifts.

I swear on my life, Vincent,

if you are working this week,

then you can forget the whole thing, OK?

You either love your family

OR you take the call.

It's up to you.

And if you think I'm joking, take the call.

Take the call, make the call, see what happens!

She really needs this holiday.

Yeah.

We've got to find him.

What if he drinks?

Well, physically, not much...

but he's an alcoholic.

He can't do it in moderation, can he?

I thought he was doing well.

Yeah. Yeah, so did I...

but these last few weeks, Jay,

I don't know, something's changed.

He's hardly sleeping,

he's sweating all the time,

he gets the shakes.

He ruined the kitchen.

Well, how do you mean?

Well, I came back and he was gone.

Cup smashed, tea up the wall,

table tipped over.

You don't think he's having a breakdown or something, do you?

Phil, it's me.

Call me when you get this.

He didn't go to his support group on Monday.

What is it, his liver? Is he rejecting it?

No, he's on drugs for that, isn't he?

So, what is it, then?

Well, I think this car lot business might be weighing him down.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

I mean, what difference does it make to him if we swap? Really?

I don't know, Jay.

It's just a nightmare, this is.

Me and Ben nearly falling out, everyone miserable.

He could fix it like that, but he won't. Why?

I don't know.

Where are my keys?!

Here you are.

Thank you.

I mean, the only explanation that does make sense is that he's sick.

You know, something's happened.

He's got news and he's not telling anyone.

Look, I'm going to try the Arches, all right?

You let me know if you find him first, yeah?

-Nope.

-No.

Maybe.

What are you doing?

Playing Would You Eat It?

I would eat that.

Good enough for me.

You know, even though the fridge has been off for a day,

most of the stuff's still all right.

Oh, not bad.

Would you drink it?

Eurgh!

-Yes.

-Nice.

Any news on that job?

Yeah, it may take a little bit longer.

What, another rejection, then?

Oh, we'll be OK.

You know, at least we've got the electric on.

I would not eat it. In the bin.

No, get that out.

Here. Look.

Mix that with a tin of beans and it's as good as gold.

-No way, Mum.

-No give it here. Give it here!

Seven-and-a-half.

Are you joking?

Maybe an eight.

Ah, come on. That was at least a nine.

Hey, I wanted to ask you something, actually.

What?

Well, it's...

It's important.

What is it?

Look, if anyone asks...OK,

and they probably won't but...

if anyone asks...

where I was last night,

can you say that I was here?

Yeah, just tell them that we watched a movie -

that new Star Wars one, Rogue One.

Why?

Well, it don't matter why.

Just IF anyone asks.

Is that why...?

Because you wanted me to lie for you?

No, no, no, no. Come on.

I meant every word that I said.

But...if anyone asks.

Please, Abi.

For me?

OK.

Thank you.

But what you're asking for, it doesn't come for free.

OK.

So, this is what you're doing now, is it?

Just giving up again?

Are you sick, Phil?

What?

Well, it's the only thing that comes close to making sense.

Giving everything away.

This... This obsession with controlling how it's going to work.

I ain't the one who's obsessed, all right?

So, are you sick?

You just can't give me ten seconds to have a bit of peace, can you?

-Are you?!

-No! All right?

-So?

-So, now you've got your answer,

so sling your hook.

And if I want to have a drink, I'll have a drink, all right?

I'm not talking about having a drink.

I'm worried about you.

I don't like seeing you like this

-after all the work you've done.

-Oh, what do you care?

Are you serious?

After everything you've done for me?

You said it yourself, I'm like a son to you.

Well, you ain't my son, are you?

And I ain't your dad.

Is there anything that you want to tell me?

This nagging, is this what I get?

Is this part of the deal for taking you in, for giving you a home?

Is this what I get for it?

And you know, I wouldn't have bothered with the car lot

if I'd known you was going to be so ungrateful -

if I'd known you was going to turn out

to be such a weak, pathetic loser.

No, don't stop on my account.

It's nice to hear something honest at last.

-Go on, keep going. Get it out!

-Nah, nah, nah. You ain't worth it.

You're a total waste of space, you always were.

I should have cut you adrift when I had the chance.

Yeah, but you didn't, did you?

I'll never forget what you done for me, Phil.

I'll always be grateful.

And I'm sorry if you think I'm not.

-Leave it.

-No.

Never done anything for you? Fine. I'm doing this.

-No, you ain't...

-No.

-..now leave it.

-No.

-Leave it, get out.

-I ain't leaving it.

-Leave it!

-I ain't!

-Leave it!

PHIL GROANS

The amount of work just to get out of the house.

I don't know why I bother.

Gracias, senor.

What?

La silla de coche...

e sorted.

The what?

The baby seat for the hire car.

No.

And I've got cover for the Albert.

Plus, the car is fully packed.

What a husband...

..you have!

-Oh!

-Yeah!

-OK, yes, yes.

-Right, come on!

-OK, OK, I'm coming.

-We've got places to go!

Holiday!

-Vincent!

-Mm-hm.

Forgot it again?

No, I didn't.

Well, it's in my hand,

so I'd say you did.

I'm not taking it.

What?

-You said no work calls.

-Yeah, but you...

No e-mails, no work calls.

Just me and my girls.

OK.

Well, you know I love you, innit?

-Let me show you how much I love you.

-Mm-hm.

You're all right.

Excuse me?

You know what? Get out. Just get out.

Come on!

Let's see how long you last without it.

There you are, mate.

-Is that it, is it?

-Yeah.

-It's a week.

-I pack light.

He's not going to need that many clothes anyway.

Viva Espana!

People, let's go!

THEY CHEER

Shaki!

Shaki, now, remember...

don't stay up all night,

remember to turn the hob off after you've used it

and don't answer the door to anyone you don't know,

especially after dark.

He's not an old lady, Mum.

I'm just trying to help him develop his life skills.

Oh, life skills! Hmm.

I'll be fine, Mum.

I know you will.

I'm so proud of you.

Give me a minute, yeah?

Sorted.

Yeah, I've got an alibi.

It turns out those students are all OK, anyway, so...

I guess I'm in the clear.

Good.

Next time, don't be so careless.

Next time?

Don't stay up all night?

Yeah, bruv, she wishes.

-Vincent, have you got the passports?

-Have YOU got the passports?

-Have you got the passports?

-Have YOU got the passports?

-Stop joking about.

-Of course I've got the passports.

Well, come on, then!

Go!

SIRENS WAIL

-What's this?

-Vincent Hubbard?

Yes.

This your car?

What is this about?

And who would you be?

His wife.

And you?

Denise Fox. Her sister.

Can you confirm your identity?

Is there anything in this vehicle that there shouldn't be, Vincent?

No.

My officers are going to search the vehicle now.

Please step away from the car and watch what they do.

This is harassment.

Standard stop and search, madam.

We're on our way on holiday, and you're blocking our way.

What are you doing?

Nah!

I have never seen that before!

-This is a set-up!

-I found this in the baby seat.

What?!

Is this yours?

No comment.

Can you tell me what it is?

No comment.

It looks like a package of drugs.

Possibly cocaine.

Vincent Hubbard, I am arresting you on suspicion of possession

-of a controlled drug, that is to say cocaine.

-What?!

You do not have to say anything,

-but anything you do say may be taken in evidence.

-This is a set-up!

It may harm your defence if you do not mention, when questioned,

something you later rely on in court. Do you understand?

Do you understand?

He hasn't done anything wrong!

Yes.

Take him away.

I'll meet you there, Vincent.

Here you are.

-Let me.

-Nah.

So, you're not sick, fine.

But Sharon says you're not sleeping,

you've got the sweats.

And you was ready to have a drink, so something ain't right.

And the only thing I can put my finger on that doesn't make sense

is this car lot.

Look, I get it, OK?

It's yours, you can do what you like with it.

But why didn't you give it to Ben? Why did it have to go to me?

Like you say, it's mine, all right? I do what I want with it.

Now, let's just forget about it, yeah?

Except you can't forget about it, can you?

And it's more than stubbornness.

There's something about this car lot that you're not telling us.

I just don't want Ben profiting from the things I've done, all right?

What do you mean? What have done?

Oh, so it's OK for me to profit, is it?

What's the difference?

-What are you so guilty about?

-I ain't guilty about nothing, OK?!

No, it's not nothing.

Look at you, Phil. You're a wreck.

What have you done, and what has it got to do with the car lot?

Shut up about the car lot, will you?

-Just shut up!

-Go on, then!

-Shut up!

-Go on, do it!

-Shut up!

What have you done, Phil?! What are you so guilty about?!

-I ain't done anything, all right?!

-Don't lie!

What are you so guilty about?

It's where I did it, OK?

Did what?

It's where I killed him!

It's where I killed your dad.