18/01/2018 EastEnders

ECHOING SHRIEKS

ECHOING MUFFLED VOICES

Stinks in here.

What you trying to do, drink yourself to death?

Max?

PHONE BEEPS REPEATEDLY

Can't you turn that on silent?

I thought you two had left already.

Yeah, we were waiting for you.

-What? Why?

-Money.

Tiff, I transferred it into your account last night.

Oh, you're welcome. Are you bringing a coat with you?

-Yes.

-All right.

What time you got to be in Wakefield?

-This afternoon.

-Excited?

Just make sure you get her back here by lunch, all right?

Do I have to go?

Bex, I'm giving you both money to go to the sales in Stratford.

It's not a hardship.

Why do you want us out of the house so bad, anyway?

Are we going or what?

Yes, go on, then. Have fun, girls!

-Right, are we getting a cab?

-Tiff, you've got legs. Use them.

Oh, you're so boring!

No, it's called being sensible with money.

LINE RINGS

All right?

What time can you get here?

What's wrong with Uncle Max?

Is he sad because of Abi?

-Come on.

-Come on.

-Let's go.

Get yourself a shower, yeah? You'll feel better.

-And there's a visitor.

-Come on.

Erm, I didn't know whether to bring this over or not.

Addressed to Abi.

-I can take it back if you want.

-No, just leave it there.

Erm, Max, me and Donna were wondering

if it'd be all right if we went in and see her.

I did try to phone Lauren, but...

Well, you probably ain't allowed your phone in hospitals.

Look, I don't know if there's anything you want us to do.

If there is, you just let us know.

Just go, please.

MAX SIGHS

The money's gone.

It's over. I've done what you asked. Now I want to see him.

Know him?

Then you know what to do.

Why ain't you at school? And where's your coat?

-I left it on the bus.

-Oh, for...

I'm ringing the bus people to try and get it back.

You'll be lucky. What about your other one?

Bronson chewed it, so I chucked it.

Oh, so you need a new one now, then, do you?

Have we got the money?

There's a lost and found bin out the back.

Hold the line, caller.

I've got just the thing here.

Proper classy!

Been trying to call you all morning.

Jay brought it round.

Abi must have ordered it before...

What do you want?

I've taken down that donation page.

Dad, you need to come with me to the hospital.

The consultant, he wants to talk to us

-about switching off Abi's machine.

-No.

Bit busy, Lauren.

What, so after you've barricaded yourself in that room,

made a complete show of yourself, what?

You're just hiding out in here?

Abi's gone, Lauren, all right? She's gone.

That girl in the hospital's not Abi.

You heard what the doctor said.

Speak to your mum.

KNOCK AT DOOR Hang on.

All right, Whit?

No. Better come in.

Your queen's vulnerable.

Yes, thank you.

MASOOD INHALES SHARPLY

You boys remember Bobby Fischer?

-Masood.

-Mm?

-A word.

You've been collecting glasses for the best part of half an hour.

Yeah, I was just pressing the flesh.

Making sure the regular customers still feel welcome, mm?

I remember when I was working in the Argee Bhajee...

Yes, I'm well aware of how to run a pub, thank you.

How about you just stick to pulling pints? If this is going to work...

I thought it was working! You hear how I fixed the dishwasher?

Let's just say it's still early days. The bitter wants changing.

Take that ridiculous waistcoat off.

I just don't understand why she'd lie like that.

You have met Tiff?

What, about your own mother trying to kill herself?

About being pregnant?

Well, welcome to our world.

You're supposed to be her brother, ain't you?

Not by blood. I mean, imagine being that ginger.

-Well, don't you care?

-Yeah, course I care.

Well, there's got to be something else to it, ain't there?

You know, you don't lie like that, to run away and not tell you...

I don't know what you expect me to say.

I mean, she's off her rocker, ain't she?

Right, well, when she gets back, you're taking her home, yeah?

What you all dressed up for?

Nothing.

Got anything to drink?

Uncle Max.

You ain't got an Allen key set, have you?

What? No.

Well, I might have somewhere.

Listen, why don't you come back in the house, eh?

-You'll catch your death.

-No, I'm fine. Fine.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Is anybody here?

What do you think you're doing?

Mel!

You've still got all your hair.

Max.

We sent some flowers.

Weren't sure if you got 'em.

Er, yeah, has Mick got a set of Allen keys I can borrow?

Sorry?

You know, like, set of Allen keys.

It's just I need to put up a cot.

Yeah, I think there's some upstairs somewhere. How is the little one?

Have you got a name yet?

Let me go and get them.

-We're back!

-Might have got a bit carried away!

-Just a tad.

-In here.

Erm, I've got to go to the shops.

What? We've just been.

Tiff! Tiffany!

Ain't there nothing you can do?

Yeah. Thanks!

Mr Popadoodle reckons I ain't been here long enough to get a sub.

I mean, was his old man always that tight when you worked here?

If it ain't a new coat, it's a new pair of trainers, or a school trip.

Never ends, does it?

You didn't have to come in today and help me, you know.

Oh, I like the company. Plus I can't go up the hospital today.

Too many visitors.

How's that baby doing?

Oh, she's doing very well.

Oh, well, that's something, ain't it?

You remind me of my friend Ethel. Well, after a fashion.

She weren't very practical - bit of a flibbertigibbet -

but she's what I call an optimist.

You know, she'd say,

"If the wind changes direction, adjust your sails".

-Not that she ever went sailing.

-You what?

I meant she didn't take no for an answer.

So where's she now?

Oh.

Dot, I've been looking round the houses for you.

What's the matter? Is it Abi?

No, it's Max.

-Here we go.

-Thanks.

So, what do you think?

It's impressive.

Yeah. Yeah, I do all right.

Well, it's me own company, which means I'm me own boss,

which is nice.

And it's recession-proof.

The grim reaper don't stop for anybody, does he?

You've come a long way.

PHONE RINGS Oh, sorry.

BILLY SIGHS

You know, I can't believe it's really you.

What you doing back here?

Working nearby. Short term, but...

Don't know, I've really missed the place.

The people.

And I heard you'd gone up in the world.

Had to see it for myself, didn't I?

Who told you that?

Who's this?

That is Honey, my missus. She's a model.

Well, ex-model, but she's still, you know...

..svelte.

-MEL CHUCKLES

-And they're yours?

-Yeah.

That's Janet, and that's William.

Billy Mitchell, family man and business tycoon.

Where did it all go right, eh?

I don't know!

Mel, sorry, do you mind if I...?

No, no. Take your time.

Still can't believe it's you.

Good afternoon, William Mitchell.

We've just had a recent bereavement.

Right, well, of course, we provide the full service at

Coker and Mitchell. We'll take care of everything here, from transport

to the funeral, order of service, to flowers and catering at the wake.

Let me give you some of our brochures.

May I ask who has passed away?

I'm sorry for your loss. If you'd like to take some time to

read through that, we can make an appointment for another time.

If you do decide to use us,

you can be assured that we'll take care of everything.

Once again, I'm so very sorry for your loss.

It must be a very difficult time for you.

MAX SCREAMS

Max!

Max, come on, stop!

-Get off me!

-Come on.

Just stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop. MAX SOBS

I mean, what do you say?

Is it congratulations on a new baby, or condolences for Abi?

Well, it's hard to know what to think, let alone say.

Poor Dot, she's trying to be busy, but she's...

I mean, she's beside herself...

Er, your move.

Supposed to twist the bottle, not the cork.

-Oh, yeah?

-How many you sold?

Er, this is the third. They're flying off the shelf.

How much for?

15.

15?! They're 40 quid a bottle!

What, prosecco?

-It's not prosecco, it's Champagne!

-What?!

-Ow!

-Linda!

-Oh, my...! I'm so...!

Really, I'm...

Your probation is over. When you've finished your shift, you're fired!

I know it's a terrible thing what's happened,

but your daughter needs you.

Abi's gone.

I'm not talking about Abi.

Don't you think it's time that you stopped hiding yourself away?

Dot's right.

Says Father of the Year over there.

Life can be very cruel, I know. I've lost so many people.

I've been widowed twice, you know, my Charlie, and then your father.

And to lose a child - it's something that no mother nor father

ought to ever have to do. It's against the natural order of things.

Because they become part of us.

My Jim, I feel him there...

..but I carry on.

And my friend, Ethel -

entire family wiped out by a Doodlebug during the war.

She was out dancing.

Well, she suffered,

but she lived a full life.

I've never known anybody live such a full life as Ethel,

and that's what you must do.

It's a privilege for you to be able to say goodbye to Abi.

I never had the chance to say goodbye to none of them people

what I lost.

Is it because you feel guilty...

..and it was all your fault?

Cos I know I did with my Nick.

But you've got to ask forgiveness of God...

..and carry on for the sake of them what are left.

Cos they live in your memories.

And you've got to live for them, too.

And you've got to live for yourself.

So you pay more for your oak and brass, obviously.

But we do all sorts nowadays. I mean, there's eco-coffins.

I mean, you've got your wicker, you've got your bamboo,

your felt, your wool.

Sorry, you don't really want to hear all this, do you?

No, no, it's interesting.

Honey must be so proud of you.

Yeah.

It's just...

What?

-Oh, don't matter. Never mind.

-No, no, no. Go on. Say it.

It's just I can't help but think,

"What have you done with the real Billy Mitchell?

"The one that I remember."

-I'm still me, Mel.

-Whiter than white!

Well, let's just say I still have certain fingers in certain pies.

-Oh, yeah?

-Mm-hm.

Well, as exciting as bamboo coffins are...

I did a job with Phil recently.

Well, I say did a job, helped him out,

I was more the brains behind it.

-You and Phil working together?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, he trusts me. Respects me.

So, what was this mysterious job, then?

Well, if I told you that...

..I'd have to kill you.

I mean, obviously I wouldn't really kill you.

You know, just a figure of speech.

How old did you say your girl was?

Janet? She's 11.

So she was born, what, 2006?

September 4th.

And your boy?

Will, he's 10. November the 10th.

Listen, I've got a little drop of booze here,

-if you fancy a quick swig...

-Maybe some other time, eh?

Yeah, I'd...like that.

Bye, Billy.

Right, well, er...

..call me, yeah?

Everyone made fun of me. I need a new one.

Well, you're going to have to wait until this place pays me first.

Sorry, we're closed.

-But the door was open.

-We're still closed.

But I've got Jack's shirts in the tumble dryer,

and he's got a meeting with the bank tomorrow morning...

All right, no need to bore me to death.

Karen, you haven't got an iron, have you?

Do I look like Old Mother Hubbard to you?

No, it's just Jack likes his shirts crisp, and ours broke.

Normally charge a tenner for five.

-Mum?

-But I only need one.

Well, take it or leave it, Mary Poppins.

OK. Fine. It's a deal.

Right, give me five minutes.

Nice coat.

Oh, actually, Joyce is on the way,

-so make that two white wines, please.

-Mm-hm.

-So, how are you finding it, then?

-Mm?

-Here?

-Oh, it was only ever short term.

-Oh.

-Last day.

I was very much offering Linda my professional take

on all aspects of the business, so...

The men's toilets want unblocking.

Tiff, this ain't funny no more, all right?

You call me as soon as you get this.

FRONT DOOR CLOSES Tiff?

Nah, it's me. Is she still not back?

Nothing, no.

You all right, mate? How you doing?

We're going to have to call the police.

She's a teenager, and she's been gone missing a few hours.

The police ain't going to care.

She's 14, and she's out there somewhere on her own, TJ!

I'm not going to sit here and wait.

-What about your train?

-I'm going to look for her.

-Where?

-I don't know.

-Right, I'll come with you.

-We all will.

No, we can't all go. Someone has to be here in case she comes back.

I will.

-Martin, do you mind?

-No, no, course not.

OK, you let me know if you hear anything, OK?

TJ?

Here. OK, listen, we're going to split up, cover more ground.

Come on, then.

SNORTING

TAPPING

SNORTING

TAPPING

SNORTING

Come on, this is a family pub!

Oi, come on, open up!

Now, listen, you...

Oh!

Jay, sorry to bother you on your day off, mate, but I can't find me keys.

We've got the spare set,

but if you've got any idea where mine might be, give us a bell.

DOOR LOCKS

Oh, no, it was nothing, really.

Nonsense! You saw danger, and you pounced.

Oh, please. He didn't take on the Kray Twins.

No, but they soon scampered.

-Walford's very own Batman.

-Joker, more like.

Yeah, well, either way, I'm grateful.

Put your waistcoat back on. You've earned it.

Thank you. Ow!

If you've come back in here for your job, you can get...

Oh, shut up. Linda, have you seen Tiff?

I didn't know she was visiting. No, she's not been in.

Well, if she shows up, will you let me know?

-Yeah, we'll let you know, course.

-Sorry.

No, no, I'm not a hero really...

SAFE BEEPS

4th September 2006.

SAFE BEEPS

10th November 2007.

SAFE BEEPS

MEL SIGHS

SAFE BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS

MEL SNORTS

MEL SIGHS

Tiff!

Tiffany!

So, which one of you's Blake?

You came, then?

Look like you do in your photos.

What, is that a good thing?

You're definitely 16, yeah?

Yeah.

Just been to see Abi. They said you were down here.

I should go.

I'll go check on Louie. Give Ian a break.

Call me if you need anything, yeah?

She ain't even got a name yet, has she?

I promise you, Lauren, we'll make the world right for her.

Sorry to interrupt.

When?

Today.