12/02/2018 EastEnders

BANGING ON DOOR

BANGING CONTINUES I know you're in there!

Uncle Max?

Can we maybe move some of the flowers over there?

Health and Safety.

Right. Course not.

Sorry.

Bill?

When's Abi's funeral going to be?

You know, it's been weeks. She deserves more than this.

I don't work at the parlour any more, Max.

You'll have to talk to Jay.

Sorry.

Donna, we've had another letter come through the door.

The landlord's getting serious.

TOILET FLUSHES

You listening?

We can't keep avoiding this.

We need to start advertising for new housemates.

SHOWER RUNS

Right, fine. I ain't got time for this.

But if you carry on, you'll end up on your own.

Pretending to have showers!

And YOU can deliver that present.

You're not going overboard, are you?

Course I am. She's our daughter.

There'll be money from the sale of the Albert,

so why can't I spoil her?

A lick of paint is not going to break the bank.

I'm just saying "go easy", that's... DOORBELL RINGS

It's a bit early for Valentine's.

Well, this doesn't mean that I forgive you, yeah?

And FYI, roses would've been better.

I mean, I could always take them back.

Don't be testing me now, you know.

You're all right, you are.

Sometimes.

Yeah, look, I've...gotta go.

-But it's your day off!

-I got a few things that I need to take care of.

So, what IS the hold up?

-Jay, if it's money, I'll sort it out.

-It's not money.

Well, what is it?

Jay, just tell me, all right?

Whatever it is ain't going to be

worse than my daughter lying cold in the morgue, is it?

Well, I haven't got the paperwork to act.

What do you mean, you ain't got the paperwork?

Tanya said she sent you the death certificate.

Well, maybe she went with someone else.

No, she would've told me that. Look again, will you?

-Max, I don't...

-Can you look again, Jay, please?

-Look, I'm sorry, all right. There's nothing I can do.

-Yeah, whatever.

Call Tanya. See what she's got to say.

You're just useless, mate. You know, you must be in over your head.

Not a clue what you're doing.

PHONE: I'm sorry, but the person you've called is not avail...

-I'm sorry.

-Yeah? Well, this ain't over.

I didn't appreciate your little delivery.

Just a friendly reminder.

We ain't friends.

I don't want you anywhere near me or my family.

If you want me out of your life, Vincent, you know

exactly what you need to do.

I'm working on it.

Well, work harder.

Well?

It'll do.

Is that a it's-good "it'll do" or a it's-not-as-good-as-mine "it'll do"?

Beta, it can never be as good as mine.

Chachi, come on.

Achha, chalo. Pass.

Really?

Does this mean I get my kitchen back?

Oh, that's a great batch!

The Beales think you can sell such quantity?

Er, the Beales are 100% behind me.

Oh. Well, so are we. Hm?

Yes, I get it. FRONT DOOR CLOSES

-MAX:

-Jack?

-Leave it with me. Can't talk.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

What's the name of that gaff in Exeter Tanya works at?

-I think I wrote it down somewhere.

-Dunno. Why?

I want to speak to her. It's just Jay's not doing anything

to sort out Abi's funeral. Want to get on top of it.

Yeah, well, Tanya's arranging the funeral.

For all we know, she might not even be using Coker & Mitchell.

Yeah, that's what Jay said.

-Has she spoken to you?

-No.

Listen, mate, you know how these things are - they take time.

I just want to know what's going on, that's all.

Well, look, Tanya's their mum, all right?

-She's going to do right by Abi.

-Yeah, and I'm her dad.

All right, then. Well, sort that lot out, then.

That mail's been sitting there for some time. It's Abi's.

I know it's not the same as arranging a funeral.

But it might help.

Pull out?

I don't understand. We've already accepted the offer.

It's taking too long.

It's a pretty standard timeline.

Yeah, not for me, it isn't. What else can you do?

There was one buyer. He was offering cash.

-It could speed things up.

-All right, take it.

-It's much lower.

-How much lower?

-100 grand.

OK. But make sure you push it through.

I'm talking exchange and complete

within the next couple of weeks, tops.

Contact me once it's done.

I need to know exactly when that money's going to hit my account.

-Here's your tea.

-Lovely, cheers.

DOOR BELL TINKLES

So...are we good?

Better than that.

-We are back.

-Yes!

So, spread the word, but keep it quiet.

Leave it with me.

We just need to now talk about my cut.

-For what?

-Referrals.

-MASOOD CHUCKLES

-Get off.

Mas, you keep forgetting to turn the "open" sign round.

-Kathy!

-We'll talk about it later.

I've been busy serving customers.

Serving what? You ain't even turned the fryers on yet.

Oh! Well, you know, the customer always comes first -

-you always say that.

-Hang on my every word, do you?

You don't need to worry, boss. I'm your man.

I've got everything under control.

I'm sure you have. But just to be on the safe side,

I'm sticking here today.

Perfect.

Now, tell me about your specials.

Hello, beautiful.

-You all right? How's she doing?

-Very well.

-Strong little girl.

-Good.

Just like her mum.

-I'm going to take her photo, if that's all right.

-Yeah.

We're moving her out of the incubator in a bit,

so you can have a photo and cuddle if you wanted.

-Babe, I'm back.

-We're in here.

And don't forget to put this smelly stuff in the iron.

-Yeah? We don't do plain water.

-Right you are.

Mondays and Thursdays for cleaning is good for us.

But you need to be done by 3.30,

because sometimes Pearl has her playdates.

-No worries. I'm nothing if not professional.

-Right.

-What's this?

-Oh, Karen.

-She's our new cleaner.

-Yeah, I thought we cancelled the agency.

I did. Karen's independent.

Cheaper.

Karen, do you mind if we have a minute, just...?

Back in a minute.

Babe, we talked about this. About tightening our belts.

You said "no agency," not "no cleaner."

-I mean, how tight are we going exactly?

-Not too tight, you know.

Just temporarily until I start my new business.

All right, well, I can keep Karen, then?

-Sure.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

-PHONE RINGS

Hey. No, no, no, remember, I said two weeks max, not four.

Savannah...stop blaming the lawyers.

No, I can't change my mind! No, no, no.

No, we stick with it.

HE GRUNTS

What are you doing?

-There you go.

-OK.

-Right, both of you, yeah?

-No, just her, please.

-Aw!

-Sh-sh-sh.

-Got it?

-Yeah.

-Thank you.

Er, do you think she'll be strong enough to go to her mum's funeral?

It's too early, I'm afraid.

That's OK.

-BABY CRIES

-Sh! Sh-sh-sh!

You take all the time you need.

Were you planning on buying some?

No. You?

Dunno. Maybe.

-You?

-I was thinking that there's an opportunity.

A gap in the market.

Donna, if the flower stall

can't get any red roses, how are you going to?

I have my ways.

-No chance.

-Do you want to bet?

All right.

Even if you did miraculously find some red roses,

-they'll never let you sell 'em.

-You mind your own, sweeper boy.

I'm bringing love back to the Square.

No argument from me there.

Oh, er, will you do me a favour? Will you give this to Max?

What is it?

It's a Christmas present, from Abi.

Oh, I don't know, Donna.

-Oh, come on. Please, Rob. He is your uncle.

-Yeah.

I tried speaking to him this morning. Didn't go down well.

Well, maybe don't talk, then - just give it to him.

You never know. It might help.

I mean, Walford's all right for now,

but if I'm still living here by the time I'm 16,

I'm literally going to kill myself.

-Is that before or after your presents?

-Oh, totally after.

Mum promised me an iPhone. No joke.

All right? Can I have the special, please?

Sorry, Carmel, no calamari today.

Turns out we didn't have enough in stock. Did we, Masood?

-Calamari?

-We really must get rid of that sign.

-There you go, love.

-I thought the special was...

How about some chips instead? That's what we do here.

Nice hot chips.

Excuse me. I'm not being funny, but these are rank.

-What?

-Think I'll give it a miss.

You trying to kill us or something? This is straight-up child abuse.

-You are so getting shut down. Ain't that right, Bernie?

-Yeah.

Can't be that bad. Quick, let's have a look.

Well, they HAVE been out a while.

See what I mean, though?

It's like everything round here is just rubbish.

I don't understand - it's been so slow today.

Hang on, I'll do you a fresh batch.

Do you think we've got time to waste?

Give us our money - we're so out of here.

How would you like to earn five times more than you just spent?

Are you ready to talk yet?

I said there's...nothing to talk about.

It's under control.

SHE SCOFFS

Didn't look like that to me.

Whatever's going on is bad, isn't it?

No, I was just a bit stressed.

There was a hiccup with the sale of the Albert, but it's fine now.

Something's off. I know it.

Why do I feel like I'm on

-a need-to-know basis with you, Vincent?

-It's not like that.

Trust me?

Anyway, look, I need to go.

Again? Where?

Need to sort you some new flowers.

Daddy likes to play games.

But Mama can play games too, can't she?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

Of course she can.

Jack?

-You all right, Honey?

-Hi, Max. Kids' playdate.

-Where's Jack?

-He's gone to pick up Lauren, I think.

What - she's back?

-HE SIGHS

-He should've called me.

It should be me picking her up.

Well, he did say he wouldn't be very long.

Jack, it's Max. Give me a call back, will you?

Didn't say why she's back, did he?

-I mean, it's nothing wrong?

-Sorry, Max. I don't know.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Uncle Max, er...

..this is for you.

Where'd you get this?

-Miss Beale! You've gotta come quick!

-What is it?

-It's Bernie! She's thrown up in the caff.

-Well, ain't Marie there?

-Who?

-Marie. The lady that works there.

-She'll be able to sort her out.

-You poisoned us earlier.

Now my mate's throwing up and you're not doing anything about it.

You know what? You just see how I tweet Watchdog.

Oh, Mas, you be all right?

-Yeah, you take as long as you like.

-Right.

-20.

-We agreed 10.

Yeah, well, if you don't want her

coming back any time soon, you'll pay up.

-That's extortion.

-Well, that's life.

You know, I CAN just text my mate at any time.

All right, fine. 15, because that's all I've got.

You really are your mother's daughter, aren't you?

-DOOR OPENS

-Hey.

-All right?

-Are you starting Walford High next week?

Maybe.

Hello?

All right, people.

It's special samosas day. Come and get them while they're hot!

You know you can't park that there.

-Park it round the back - I've told you 50 times.

-Jay!

It's always hard...

..even if it's someone you DON'T know.

I could give you a hand, if you like.

It's probably best not to, you know.

-Need to try and handle this on my own now, you know.

-Yeah, course.

Well, you're doing a good job.

Well, I had a good teacher, didn't I?

Abi bought me one like this before.

Father's Day, I think it was.

Must've been about 12.

Had to drink everything out of it -

water, juice, milk, beer.

That's nice.

I didn't deserve her, Robbie.

I failed her as a dad long before we was up there on that roof.

Feel that about Sami.

You know he lives with his mother?

It's for the best.

I held a little baby girl today who's never going to know her mum.

It's cos of me.

It's no wonder Lauren called Jack, not me.

Uncle Max, look...

Living with regret ain't easy, but...

..there is light at the end of the tunnel. You gotta believe that.

I just think it's easier to mend things when

you've got someone to help you.

-There you are.

-Thanks.

So...where are they?

Out back.

Donna...you do realise...

-..they ain't red?

-Yeah, they ain't roses, either.

But cheap as chips to buy. We need every penny for the rent.

No-one is going to spend a fiver on a fake white rose.

Ah, but a flower of any other colour will smell as sweet.

-I'm not sure that's how that goes.

-Whatever.

A samosa a day keeps the hangover at bay.

Oh, back again?

OK, well, these are for you.

I tell you what - why don't you try them with the seasoned yogurt? Eh?

Tell me what you think.

I'll just be with you in a minute.

There you go.

Thank you very much.

OK. What can I get for you?

Oo-ooh!

Not too late, are we?

Er...it's all sorted.

I've sold it and you'll get your money as promised.

Oh, that's grand. When?

Four weeks.

Lawyers, eh?

Still, I'm glad it's sorted.

Don't know about you, but I hate having these things hanging over me.

Yeah, well, I should be off, then.

Just one, for old times' sake?

Yeah.

Max...

I'm sorry I couldn't be more help this morning.

-It's all right, Bill. Don't worry about it.

-At least she's home now.

Jay, he'll look after her for you.

-Sorry, what are you talking about?

-The funeral.

Now Abi's at the parlour, well, things'll get moving, you know.

You've done well here, Vincent.

Very well.

Yeah.

It's good to have something to fall back on.

Especially when you're in a pickle, having murdered somebody's kin.

I didn't kill him.

Oh, we're back to denial, are we?

I thought we were making such progress.

I'm giving you what you want, aren't I?

I'm a patient man, Vincent, but four weeks?

Anything could happen.

What do you want?

A gesture of goodwill.

A bank transfer.

Whatever you have.

I'm not greedy.

No.

We had a deal.

I stuck to it.

The end.

AIDAN SIGHS

VINCENT WHEEZES

You don't seem to understand English.

I was better with numbers... and we are square.

Really? Is that so? Well, you better start counting.

How many was that? I can't hear you.

Three.

That's a good lad.

And if you don't start doing what I tell you,

you won't be even able to count up to three.

Understood?

Now, shall we give that another try?

Shall we?

Where is she, Jay?

-Look, Max, you can't come in...

-Where's my daughter?

What, is she through there?

-Max...

-What you doing? Hiding her?

This is Tanya's idea, weren't it?

Max, you can't go in there!

Did he say anything?

-Shall I call him?

-He'll come down when he's ready.

-What do you suppose happened?

-Well...

-ALL:

-Bismillah-ir-Rahman-ir-Raheem.

Well, how was work? Sab theek hai?

Yeah, fine.

And did you sell any samosas?

Some.

Some? Not all?

Don't be disappointed. They were very tasty.

That's the problem with setting the bar too high.

These things take time.

That big batch - you made them believe you COULD sell them.

You'll do better tomorrow.

Aisa hai. You must under-promise and over-deliver.

They're going to fire me.

For selling short? Bakwaas.

-I'll have a word with them.

-No, not the sales.

Kathy didn't know I was selling the samosas. I didn't have permission.

Oh.

Yeah, I know. I'm a failure.

Mm.

What is all this?

Just a few extra bits for Pearl.

You said everything was under control, so...

I mean, it's not going to be a problem, is it?

Not a problem? THIS IS...

It's not a game. I mean, woman, why won't you just listen?

Well, I would if you would talk to me. If you were honest with me.

-Oh, you want honesty?

-Yeah!

How about this? There is no money.

There's no new business.

We've lost the Albert. There's no money for Pearl.

-There's nothing.

-What?

We are broke. BROKE!

-Here y'are.

-Cheers.

Sorry, Jay.

It's all right. There's no harm done.

It's just Billy said she was here. I just wanted to see her.

It's all right.

Yeah, I just feel like everyone's trying to cut me out.

Max, why don't you go home, eh? Try and get some sleep.

All I want to do is see her. Say goodbye properly.

Dad?

You all right, Lauren?

Why don't we, er...? Why don't we all just go home?

Well, we're here now.

So why don't we just sit down, sort the funeral out?

-Dad...

-I mean, Jay's here -

we could do it all together. It's what Abi would've wanted.

Max... All right, it's late - she's tired.

-Let's just go home. We'll talk about it...

-Can't we just...

Just do it together, me and you?

Dad...

Abi bought this.

She must've ordered it.

Mean, I've sorted a photo out.

-Could we put that in with her?

-Just stop.

That's what she would've wanted, Lauren - to be near her baby.

What every parent wants.

It's...

It's already happened, OK?

I'm sorry - what are you talking about?

The funeral. It's done.