15/12/2017 EastEnders

All right, Charlie.

Nice surprise.

Look at the size of him!

Grown, ain't he?

Max, can you take Matthew into the kitchen

-and play with him for a bit, please?

-Yeah, sure.

-You OK?

-Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine. I just want to have a little chat.

You look a bit upset...

-What, you been upsetting him?

-Max...

Look, if you're going to upset my brother, just get out, yeah?

It was all a set-up.

All of it.

-The fight. My injuries...

-Let's go.

-No!

Max paid me.

He paid me to take Matthew away and never bring him back.

They're still your family.

That's not how he sees it.

-What about Fi?

-She'll toe the company line.

Do you really think so?

You don't think she's going to miss you?

You don't know what he's like.

He's got her wrapped around his little finger.

Then talk to her, then.

Don't let him poison her against you.

Tell her your side of things.

-You really think there's any point?

-Do you want to lose your sister?

DOOR OPENS

Hiya! Ah, we're back.

-DOOR CLOSES

-Hello, you!

-Come on, then.

What's he doing here?

Just picking up some paperwork.

-I thought you'd quit?

-She has...

..and so have I.

I'll see you around.

See you.

-Down there...

-Um...

Ian, you don't mind watching him for just a little bit longer?

I've left my scarf somewhere and need to find it.

No, course I don't mind. You take as long as you like.

I might even try and get him down for a little nap.

-He's ever so tired.

-Thank you.

-There you go. One arm out. Sit yourself down...

-Ian?

-Yeah?

-Um...

My dad hasn't said anything to you, has he?

Like what?

Just, I dunno. He hasn't...

He hasn't threatened you or anything?

-Why'd you say that?

-Nothing, I'm just being silly.

Be careful, yeah?

Just watch your back.

You and Phil.

Josh made a mistake,

but families argue.

It's what they do.

They argue, and then they make up and then move on.

He's made his position quite clear.

This isn't some legal negotiation we're talking about...

The kid's just like his mother, what do you want me to say?

I want you to call him and let him know it's OK.

That we'll be OK.

He tried to sell me down the river. You, too.

Josh made a mistake.

A really stupid mistake.

But he's still your son.

Not as far as I'm concerned.

The boy's dead to me. CLACKS KEYS

VOICES FROM TV

Jack, please don't tell me you're going to believe his little story?

What do you want?

I just want to come clean. Right? Tell the truth.

-Because I've felt bad.

-What, all of a sudden?

No, I've been feeling bad for months.

-So, why ain't you come clean months ago?

-I don't know.

-I was scared of you.

-MAX SCOFFS

I know what you're capable of, Max.

Then I heard you'd got the sack. You're not the big "I am" any more.

-Who told you that?

-Do you really think

you're in a position to be asking me questions?

Look, Jack, I never meant to break your heart.

Not someone Matthew who cares about.

-Someone he loves.

-Very nice.

-MAX CLAPS

-Very nice little performance.

-Look, it's true. Jack.

Why would I come all the way here and tell you this if it wasn't?

I don't know, maybe you want to come and stir things up.

Maybe you just got bored of being a dad. Who knows?

I'm just saying you can see Matthew, all right.

We can make an arrangement.

I'm trying to do the right thing here.

So, how did it work?

-This plan.

-I'm sorry, Jack. There weren't a plan.

It was all his idea. Wind you up. You know, get you to punch me.

There was barely enough damage on my face,

he comes round and finishes the job off.

It was a total mess. That's what the police saw.

He pays me, "Ah, stick around, let's work together!"

Get Matthew off your hands.

His company, Weylands, even covered the rent.

-Yeah, yeah, course we did. Paid your rent?

-And I got receipts.

-Well, I want to see them.

-Well, I ain't got them here.

Ain't got them here, eh? He's a joker.

What else did we do? What, buy you a car? Speedboat?

What, keep you in the lap of luxury? What, to take his kid off him?

He's my kid.

All right, he's my kid, too.

Jack, I'm here and I'm telling you the truth.

He wanted you to lose Matthew.

He wanted you to suffer.

You know it's true.

Right, I need to go. It's getting late.

If you want to see him, we can talk. All right. Just you and me.

Here's my number.

-Right, come on, mate. Say goodbye to Jack.

-Bye.

Go on.

You know it's true.

DOOR CLOSES

HE SCOFFS

MOBILE RINGS

-Hello.

-IAN: Phil, it's me.

-Yeah.

-Listen, I need to talk to you.

Well, go on, then.

No, in person.

I'm a bit busy right now.

It's important.

Yeah, and so's this.

It's about Max.

Dad sent me.

He wants you to come home. Come back to work...

You heard the things he said to me.

He only said that because he was hurt because of what YOU did.

Because he's been betrayed. Again. Abandoned. Again.

Don't you think it's odd?

This pattern?

Everyone who gets close to him, they end up hurt.

They end up leaving.

Or worse.

After everything that he's done for us?

What? Controlled and manipulated our entire lives?

The friends we had, the subjects we studied at school,

-the place we worked?

-Because he loves us.

-That's not love!

That's control. It's obsession, it's...power...!

Do you know what, he's right, you are just like your mother.

My mother was just another woman he ruined, ran into the ground.

Abused.

Why are you saying this?

Because it's all starting to make sense.

By the time she finally built up the courage to leave,

he made her feel worthless and alone.

She didn't have a single friend left.

He wouldn't even let her have a job.

You know it, too, don't you?

Six months ago, you were tasked with turning Bridge Street around...

-Yes, but if...

-Artisan. Local. Overpriced coffee.

That's what the council wanted.

21st-century London to attract young professionals

-and the upwardly mobile!

-Can't you just hear me out?

With Weyland's proposed massive redevelopment...

Weyland's?

The world marches on, Robbie.

I'm sorry.

Don't shake his hand!

This ain't over.

-MAX:

-Geezer's off his nut.

You know, think about it. He lied to his gran,

he lied to Ronnie and lied to you.

He's not fit to be a dad, is he?

But why you?

Why blame you?

Why would he say you rented a flat for him?

-Why would he make that up?

-Because he's warped.

What, you really think I'd want to see you

get your kid taken off of you? Cos I know what that's like, Jack!

You saw me the other day, when I realised

I wasn't going to see Oscar.

Do you think that's what I want to do to you?

Do ya?

I don't know. I don't know...

HE POURS DRINK

I just feel I'm going a little bit mad at the minute

cos none of this makes any sense.

It just don't add up, all right?

-He doesn't seem like he was lying to me.

-Well, he is lying.

He is lying.

It's fine, I'll go round there, talk to him, get to the bottom of it.

No, I will.

He's said he's got these rent slips that Weyland's paid for.

-I want to see 'em.

-Jack, he's lying.

Yeah, well, he won't have them, then, will he?

Max, I spent 15 years as a detective.

I might not have been the best in the world, but the one thing

I do know how to do is get the truth out of people.

It's the one thing that I do know how to do.

-Right, I'll come with you.

-No, there's no need.

Unless...

Unless you don't want me hearing the truth?

-Is that what this is about? Is it?

-No.

-You're lying.

-What are you talking about? I ain't lying.

-I can tell.

I know you.

Right, I can see it.

Look, it's only a matter of time.

I will find out. Whether it's from him or it's from you.

So you just tell me.

Whatever your reasons, I'll understand.

Yeah, I'll understand, cos I'm your brother.

Did you do this to me?

Did you pay him to take Matthew away from me?

Yeah.

HE TAKES A DEEP BREATH

You think that this is progress,

but all you are doing is pushing the working class out.

You can call it "gentrification" if you like...

-Gentrification is not necessarily...

-I'm not finished!

What you are presiding over is nothing more than social cleansing.

Yes, pushing out the poor and bringing in the rich.

Redevelopment will bring in money, investment...

Not for the people that live here.

Not for the people that are losing their jobs.

Yesterday, it was the community centre. Today, the market.

-What's tomorrow?

-You?

They ain't just taking OUR jobs.

Market by market - they're taking yours and all.

There is...something that I could potentially, possibly,

find some money in the budget, somewhere...

to employ a third-party marketing company.

-What does that mean?

-It means that they give

an independent assessment on the commercial viability of the market.

-So, what do we need to do?

-You need to show that Bridge Street

provides a worthwhile customer and community experience.

With the hard data, I can then go back to the council.

But this isn't a reprieve.

It's a stay of execution.

When can you get them down here?

Next week.

But there is one more thing you need to know.

Hiya.

Hey.

Hello, you!

I've missed you!

What are you doing here?

I just had an errand to run at Jack's.

Oh, so you've see him, then?

Yeah, and your dad.

And we were just on our way home,

but Matthew come and begged me to play on the swing, didn't you?

I think he remembers it from when he used to come here with his mum.

Listen, I gotta go, all right?

Hold on! If you wait a minute, I can call Abi.

She'd love to see him. I can call her right now.

Who's on the planning permission?

-Dad?

-Tell them to get their skates on...

-Dad?

I'm going to have to call you back.

-What happened to you?

-Why wouldn't you let Wendy have a job?

I told you to stay away from him.

-He's my brother.

-He's poison!

-I really don't have the time to indulge.

-Why did Mum kill herself?

You know why.

Do I?

Everything I've ever done,

I've done for you and your brothers.

Your mother's death nearly killed me, too.

I loved the bones of her.

Just like I love you.

You didn't answer my question.

Make your decision.

You're either with me or you're out on your own.

-Don't walk away from me...!

-Get off!

CROCKERY SMASHES

GASPS FROM BYSTANDERS

Come on, you'll catch your death.

-Please don't touch me...

-Come on.

You were brilliant. Honestly, you're amazing.

-Hey, listen, we should go for a drink tonight.

-Really?

Definitely. I'm buying.

-You know, the first round...

-How did it go?

-Well, what did they say?

-Robbie was great.

He got us a temporary reprieve.

But there is going to be an inspection

-and then they make their final decision.

-When are they coming?

-Next week. But they'll be in disguise.

-Mystery shopper.

So, we need to get a move on.

So, get behind your stalls - the fight has just begun.

Go on!

So!

So...

See you in the Vic tonight?

Yeah. See you then.

Looks like someone's bagged themself a hot date.

It's just a drink with two mates, that's all.

Oh! Wake up and smell the cocoa beans, girl.

-That man is into you.

-Shut up!

-I could cut the sexual tension with a butter knife.

-Robbie!?

-Listen, at your age, you gotta go with what you can get.

-Ah!

See you later.

It's about Paris?

Me not coming back? Is that what this is all about?

Yeah.

So you take my kid away?

I had my life taken away.

-Not by me you didn't.

-But you weren't there, though, were you?

You weren't there, Jack. I got sent down. I was innocent.

I didn't have anyone.

No. No, you didn't.

But that still doesn't give you a reason to do something like this.

Where were you when I needed you?

Don't try and put this on me...

No, why weren't you there? I want to know. Why?

Because I thought you were guilty.

Because I didn't want to have to look in the face

-and pretend that I didn't.

-How could you think that?

Like I said, 15 years in the force, all right.

-Educated guess.

-What does that mean?

-It means I know you, Max.

All right, I've seen you up close and personal.

I know what you're capable of. What you've done...

-So you thought I was a murderer?

-Yeah, I thought it was possible.

Yeah, but you didn't come back, did you, Jack?

You didn't come back to see me. You didn't come back to talk to me.

No, I didn't, and that was wrong.

Yeah, I regret that. MAX CHUCKLES

That's nice.

That's nice, finally.

Thanks, Jack.

But that don't come close to this.

-Not close.

-Yeah, well, you left me to rot in prison, right.

-You don't know how close I came...

-Oh, yeah? To what?

To what?!

You left me...

And you've paid me back. Well done.

Well done! You paid me back!

You made me believe I was your brother.

Yeah, by your side, two of us together.

You stood there when they took Matthew away from me.

You stood there and you watched me cry like a little baby.

I blubbed on your shoulder.

And all along...

All along you knew it was happening.

You knew it was happening and you did nothing.

Didn't you feel anything?

Eh?

Didn't you feel sick to your stomach?

No.

No, I didn't feel anything.

I didn't feel a thing.

No, I mean, if you want the truth, Jack...

..I was glad.

So, now you know.

We've both done bad things.

Now it's all out in the open, it's going to be all right.

You heard Charlie - he's going to let you see Matthew.

-See him?

-Yeah.

JACK SCOFFS

Oh, and you think that wipes away the last six months of agony?

Listen to me, all right, we both lost months,

-and now, that's it, we're even.

-No!

No, we are not!

We're not even.

-Now, you'd better get out.

-No, no, no...

-I want you out.

-Get off me!

Get out! I want you out!

GET OUT!

-Why are you shouting at Uncle Max?

-I'm not, darlin'.

-Everything OK?

-Yeah, Ingrid. Could you take the kids upstairs, please?

I was just going to make some tea.

-Yeah, but...

-All right, kids, fancy a game?

-Yeah!

-No. No games...

Tell you what - hide and seek? Winner gets a pound.

No games. Listen! Oi! No games.

-Come on...

-Daddy?

-Ingrid, please...

Come on.

Listen, darling. I just need to talk to Uncle Max.

-Come on, Ricky.

-Just get on my back, then. Get on my back.

Come on. That's it.

Ready...

When I come back down here,

I want you gone.

Here, drink this.

I don't want anything from you.

Do you want me to call anyone?

-Fine.

-Don't go.

I need you to tell me what happened that night.

-I said ten minutes.

-Yeah, I know, sorry, I got caught held up.

-I had to get Louie off to sleep.

-What's that?

Baby alarm. No honestly, it works.

If it makes a noise, I can be back home - 28 seconds.

Ain't you had enough of all that "looking after kids" stuff?

Um, no, frankly.

If I could do it over and over again till I was 90, I would.

So, Max?

Yeah, um...

Did he say anything to you?

Like what?

-Did he approach you? Threaten you?

-No, not really.

-So, you have spoken to him?

-What's this about?

-Have you spoken to him - yes or no?

-Yes.

-What did he say?

None of your business. Now what's he said to you?

Nothing, really, OK? It was Lauren.

She told me to watch my back. And you, too.

I was like she knew something, though.

-He's all mouth.

-What, you think so?

I mean, what if all that stuff with Jane in the hospital,

what if that was all an act?

Listen, I can handle Max Branning.

-If it comes to it, I'll deal with him.

-How do you mean?

Have I got to spell it out you?

If Max causes me any grief,

gives me any trouble, he'll be dealt with.

Permanently.

So, you were drunk?

I'd had a few drinks.

-And you led him on?

-We had a drink

and we talked

and...we laughed.

He could always make me laugh, your father.

He was a charmer.

A catch.

And that's the truth.

Told me I deserved someone who'd treat me right.

It was late...

and he tried to kiss me.

So, why didn't you leave?

I tried to, but...

he said he was sorry and he just wanted to talk.

So I sat and I listened.

And after he'd done talking and crying...

..he tried to kiss me again.

But, this time, he wouldn't let me go.

He just kept kissing me.

I told him that I wanted to get out, you know,

that I wanted to go home but...

And then...

And then he raped me.

And why should I believe you?

Exactly. Why should you?

The police didn't either at first, but...

..I know what happened.

I know what he did to me.

This is not what you want to hear, Fi, I know...

It's not about wanting. I just...I can't. I just can't...

SHE GROANS

SHE RETCHES

SHE COUGHS

SHE SOBS

Here he is.

Walford's very own David Gandy.

-This is stupid, Kim.

-You can't back out now.

It took me half an hour to put your slap on.

Listen, you is hot to trot.

Robbie Jackson won't know what hit him.

-Come on.

-Get off me.

-Just go get him!

Hiya.

Wow!

-You look...

-Really?

-Yeah.

-Thank you.

-I was just scribbling down some ideas for next week.

-Sounds good.

Well done again for today.

No, it was you.

You did it.

Well, it was both of us.

Yeah. Both of us.

-What can I get you to drink?

-No, no, I said I'd get the first round.

No, it's all right, I'll get it.

Actually, the boys are getting them in.

You invited everyone?

Well, they were coming for a drink anyway,

and we need to get to work. Loads to do.

-Here we go! A pint for the man of the moment.

-Cheers, buddy.

-Cheers.

-Got a hot date or something?

No, apparently not.

What are you having?

Vodka. Double.

Twice.

-Sit down.

-Why delay things?

-Come on. I want to talk to you.

-Come on, up. I want you out.

Jack, I want to talk to you, all right?

Let's just sit down, all right? Brothers. Talk. Yeah?

Face-to-face. Truth.

No, no, no, we're not.

Go on.

I've got nothing to say to you. I've made my decision.

-I want you out.

-Look, I just want a chance to explain.

Well, there's no need. No need. I understand. All right.

I can see you for what you are now.

That's what I'm saying. I weren't myself, was I?

You're not going to change my mind.

You know me. You know what I'm capable of if I'm really pushed.

And I've still got that in me.

And right now, I'm feeling very close to...

So, you're going to go out that door

and I'm never going to see you again.

Now, you can walk, or I can give you a little hand.

Why? What you going to do? Are you going to fight me?

JACK SIGHS

Is that what you want to do? You're going to fight me, yeah?

You're not the golden boy any more, Jack. You done bad things.

-You're as bad as I am.

-Yeah, maybe. But I don't care any more.

All right, this "you and me". It's over.

It can't be.

It can't be, because it don't work like that, does it?

We're brothers.

Brothers. That's what you been saying the last two weeks.

You and me, together against the world. Weren't that real?

Yeah, that was real.

Kind of.

I felt sorry for you, Max.

I felt sorry at what you'd become.

Yeah, maybe a bit guilty.

Guilty that I didn't come back, you know? That I'd misjudged you.

There you go.

I just wanted to help.

-You know, get you back on the straight and narrow.

-Yeah, exactly.

Yeah, but I can't.

No-one can.

All right, cos you're a lost cause.

The runt of the litter.

That's what Dad used to say, didn't he? And he was right.

Faulty genes. Something in there ain't working!

It's broke and you're sick!

You're twisted!

I can't even bear to look at you! You make me feel sick!

It's disgusting!

You feel better, yeah? Get it all out your system?

-Goodbye, Max.

-No. That ain't going to happen.

Jack...!

I...I love you.

I love you, all right, you're my brother.

-I ain't got anyone else, have I?

-I know. I know.

-You're the only thing I got.

-Yeah, and that's over.

-It can't be!

What are you talking about? Where else am I going to go?

-Who else am I going to turn to?

-I don't know and I don't care!

I know I've done bad things, all right! Can't we put it behind us?

I need you. No, just listen...

Listen... Listen to me, all right?

Let's go and sort Phil out.

Yeah? And Ian. Let's go and make them pay for what they done.

All right? Me and you. Together. Brothers.

How many times do I have to tell you!

Now, you forget Ian and you forget Phil. And you get out!

Why have I got to forget 'em?!

I ain't going to forget about them.

They put me inside. They're the cause of all this.

Matthew only happened because of them.

You swore to me, Jack. You turned round and you swore to me.

-We're going to go and sort them out together.

-Yeah, to shut you up!

All right, to calm you down. I'm ain't doing anything with you.

-Nothing, all right. It's over, Max.

-Listen, listen, all right?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you.

I felt bad when I saw what it did to you.

I've been through all that with the kids, with Bradley.

I've lost him, he's dead, he ain't coming back.

But, Matthew, you can still see him.

Jack, please forgive me.

Please. I don't know...

I don't know what else I'm going to do.

Please...

GLASS SKITTERS

Goodbye, Max.

I never want to see you again.

-HE BANGS ON DOOR

-Jack! Jack, open the door, will you?

You're so cuddly!

-BANGING

-Jack, I'm sorry! >

Come and visit us again soon, yeah? Properly.

-OK. Take care. See you soon.

-See you. Bye-bye.

-Bye-bye!

-Bye!

All feels so real now, the baby.

-Well, it'll be real soon enough!

-CAR DOORS CLOSE

Yeah, I can't wait.

TAXI STARTS

You all right, girls?

Abs?