06/03/2018 EastEnders

Teen, go and get some cloths,

or see if there's any sand we can put down.

MICK BREATHES HEAVILY

Hold still.

No, it shouldn't sting, cos it isn't antiseptic.

Ms Owen doesn't have much in the way of a first aid kit.

Thanks for coming over, Hon.

Really appreciate it.

It's all right.

Will and Janet are with Ingrid anyway, so it's OK.

So come on, tell me - how did you walk into a lamppost?

You always did have a gentle touch.

Look, I think you might need to go to hospital.

-Looks as if you might need stitches.

-No, no.

Be all right.

Can I come over and see the kids now?

Not yet.

Look, I'll go and get you some antiseptic, yeah?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

L, you ain't seen a sticky note, have you?

Sh! Trying to put him down for a nap!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just...

-It's pretty urgent, though.

-What's on it?

Could be the answer to our little problem.

It's a phone number for a geezer that can sort out Aidan.

"Sort out Aidan"?

Oh, no, there must be something else, Mick. Another way.

No, no, there's no other way.

Mick, you know who you need to talk to.

Go and see Phil.

Here, what about my nibbles?

Party's cancelled, Kim.

-I don't think so.

-There ain't going to be no party, darling.

Do you understand me?

-Billy?

-Hi.

OK, this WILL sting, all right?

-But it'll be better in the long run.

-Yeah.

Very brave.

So what's in the bag, then? Some magazines and some grapes?

No...

I just found a few bits at the back of the wardrobe.

I don't want these, Hon.

I want you. Us.

The kids.

They'll always be your kids, Billy.

Then let me see them.

And it was her genius idea to ask me?

Yeah, she has her moments, our Teen.

-He'll listen to you.

-Only if he wants to.

You do know what he's just done, don't you?

Well, you're still here, ain't you? He didn't strike the match.

Anyway, it weren't him. He was with me in a caff.

So what are you trying to do? Get him off on a technicality, Phil?

My boy was in the doorway.

We both know who's pulling the strings.

You need to tell him to leave.

Is there an "or else"?

Well, funnily enough, there is.

Cos a friend of mine gave me a number.

-Which friend?

-It don't really matter, does it?

-He needs to leave for his own sake.

-You want to calm down.

He's terrorising my family, Phil. What would you do?

If I was you? I'd give him his money back, if I had it.

I don't need accusations, I need your help.

I mean, I could ask you, "Where's your son?" or "Where you been?"

But I won't, cos I know none of us took that money,

and that none of us would be that stupid.

I'll help you.

What, you'll back me up?

I'll give you some advice.

Don't ever threaten Aidan again, not in front of me.

And get your family together, not a mob, and pack your bags and leave.

And delete that number, Mick!

Here they are!

-Where's Will?

-He was happy playing with the kids and Ingrid.

Hello, Princess, how are you?

-Good.

-That's good.

Here, darling, look, it don't hurt. Look?

Silly Daddy bumped into a lamppost.

Yeah.

A silly Billy, ain't he?

Janet? Janet, come over here and see your dad, eh?

-Janet?

-Billy...

Just give her a chance to get used to it, eh?

Janet?

Janet, come over here. Your dad needs a cuddle.

Look, come on, sweetheart.

Go and see your daddy, yeah? Look, he needs you.

Please, baby?

You all right?

No.

Don't worry, Linda.

Whoever gave him that number, he can get it again.

That's exactly what I'm worried about.

-This is serious.

-I know!

If there is a way out, Mick has to take it.

Aidan's given us no choice.

So he's put it right on me.

Thursday, eight bells, I need backup.

What, do I look suicidal? No, he's your problem, Mick.

Back in his good books now, are you?

No, but it's you who he thinks took the money,

so it's you he's got his targets on.

I didn't take his money. I need help.

I need a show of force,

because I'm not going to live my life like this any more.

Billy's with me.

All right, look, between us boys...

..how did you save the Vic?

What, and then you'll back me, yeah?

I'll think about it.

Halfway nicked a ring out the back of that van. He gave it to me.

-It was worth two hundred bags.

-No way!

-Yes way.

So, are you with me or what?

I'll let you know.

-What?

-Scraping the barrel there, Mick.

Well, he's a mate, ain't he?

When he wants to be.

PHONE RINGS

Yep.

What a touch!

Billy? What's that all about?

I've had it since I was 16.

Haven't got another top.

What, you've had a battered face since you were 16?

-Billy...

-What?

-I'll put the kettle on, all right?

-Yeah.

Here he is, the man with a plan, at last.

Where was it?

Just get it rung. Doesn't matter where it was.

He covered my grandson in petrol!

Tell him to do it painfully, and slowly.

This ain't like ordering a Chinese, Mum.

-All right, I'll do it meself.

-No, no, no.

We're not going to rush into this.

Well, we should vote, then.

Vote?

Half hour ago, I would've rung this number, no problem,

but you cannot make this decision in the heat of the moment.

I vote to kill him.

Tina?

No, I can't...

I struggle to choose white or brown bread.

-That's a yes from Tina.

-What?

-No, she never...

-No! OK, then, I vote no.

I'd rather we ran away than done this.

OK, well, that's one apiece.

L?

If it's him or us...

..I know it should be us...

..but I can't, Mick, all right? Please don't make me vote.

Right.

So that's one apiece.

Deciding vote is yours, Mick.

Mugged?

Yeah. They didn't get anything.

I ain't got anything to get, have I?

But one of them, well, he caught me proper.

Was it the same bloke who done me?

What did he look like?

Like a regular hood rat. He was one of Aidan's goons.

Yeah, yeah, that sounds like the same one.

You don't think they're hanging about on the Square

waiting for one of us to be on our own, do you?

I suppose.

See, it's funny, Billy, because I've just seen Honey,

and she told me you walked into a lamppost.

Yeah, well, I had to tell her that, didn't I?

It's embarrassing, being mugged by kids.

Jay, I swear.

Now can we talk about something else, please?

Well, yeah.

Yeah, we can talk about the truth, if you like.

Come on, who did it?

Well, I'm not going to vote, so it's a draw.

He tried to burn this place down. He knows where Johnny and Nancy are!

-What's there to think about?

-He knows what?

-No, I didn't want to tell you...

-Look, I don't need protecting!

Right, sod it, I vote yes.

Now you ring that number, because our children,

they DO need protecting.

He pushed us here, Mick.

No. Use the phone box.

You don't want him knowing your number.

He's battered Billy!

Well, he wouldn't hit him for no reason, would he?

-Well, was you there?

-No!

-Right, shut up, then.

Look, Jay, just calm down, sweetheart,

-and tell us what's wrong.

-His mate is what's wrong.

Walking round here, giving it the big I am. Walking into

people's houses and people's businesses like he owns them.

And now he's battering people!

-Did he tell you about the box, did he?

-Oi, oi, easy.

-No. What box is that?

-It's all wrapped up.

A nice surprise, weren't it? Ask him.

Ask him what type of bloke his mate really is.

Or maybe you don't know?

Maybe he was all right when you knew him before?

But people change, don't they?

Look, I'm sorry for shouting, all right,

but Billy's kids are afraid to even look at him right now.

So why don't you think about that, eh?

Poor Billy.

Tell the kids we're going to get a takeout.

I'll go and get it now.

What's so urgent? Cos I gotta wash this off me head soon.

Yeah, sorry, Whit, it's a little bit delicate.

All right.

I need you to have a word with Halfway.

Why? What about?

I need you to tell him to be careful, just in case.

In case what?

What's going on?

-I know there's something going on.

-Yeah, you could say that. Erm...

I can't tell you, OK? It's on a strictly need-to-know basis.

I just need you to tell him that he needs to watch his back.

In Iraq?

Tell him Mick said that thing that he did -

someone knows about it.

And so, if people start asking him questions...

-Play dumb.

-Yeah, play dumb.

Shouldn't be too difficult for him, should it?

You know what I mean? Good girl.

This has got something to do with Aidan, ain't it?

Yeah, Halfway got himself in a spot of bother with Aidan

and we're just trying to help him out.

Do you want to wash that off? Go upstairs.

Yeah, go on. Go on, babe.

Thanks.

Oh, not on Linda's white towels!

Yeah, try not to use the blue ones either, babe, please.

If you can...

How has someone else found out about Halfway and the ring?

I might have said something to Vincent, you know,

I was trying to get him on board.

Vincent's your mate. He ain't going to grass, is he?

Just go and keep your eye on Whitney.

If anyone sees her up there, I'll be paying that hitman double bubble.

Tonic water, please.

What you doing?

I was just putting something away.

Lou, you don't need to use all that makeup at once.

This is how the girls at school wear it. I was just trying it out.

-Look more like Mary the Punk.

-Who?

Listen, there's some cleanser on my dresser, pink bottle.

You don't need all that slap. You're a natural beauty.

SHARON SIGHS

MUSIC: Let's Dance by David Bowie

MICK CLEARS THROAT

Hi.

You all right? I always know a new face.

Mind if I join you?

I'm John Smith.

Oh...

Sorry, listen, I've got an interview nearby.

I didn't realise this was, er, you know...

I don't know the pubs around here.

What's this? A little test?

Is this a gay bar?

So you're not the geezer that I rang earlier?

For what?

I just fancied a roll about.

Nah, not me.

Sorry, mate, you seem nice and that...

Mistaken identity.

KNOCK AT DOOR

OK to smoke this in here?

Depends whether you brought a can of petrol with you or not.

Oh, you heard about that? Unfortunate incident.

Mind if I have a drink?

I know I should give up the gargle...

..but a little bit of what you fancy does you no harm.

What exactly did Billy do wrong?

Oh, mate, I know I overstepped the mark there.

Young William being family an' all, but you know what it's like -

the heat of the moment,

us boys being given the runaround like that.

I'll make it up to him,

I'll cut him in when I set up shop in The Vic again.

Got anything else to say?

You and I, Philip -

I have spent more quality time with you than with the ex-Mrs Maguire.

And I know you are keeping something from me.

-You know everything I do.

-Yes, I do.

France, was it? Seeing your young lad?

He ain't got your money.

You are the only person on Earth I'd believe there.

Good.

So what's this all about?

Mick, Billy...

-Bit strong, ain't it?

-It'll be over soon. It'll be smooth again.

I promise. You want in?

-PHIL SIGHS

-Do you think people change?

I read somewhere that they do, but you and I, we'll never change.

Not after all we've been through together.

We're brothers.

-JP...

-Yeah?

Take care, yeah?

-You ain't getting any younger.

-Oh, I don't know.

Still plenty of snap left in this old whip yet, sir!

SAFE BEEPS, LOCK CLICKS

Yes!

SHARON SIGHS

PHIL SIGHS

-Still nothing?

-State the obvious, L.

We could take Tina's advice, you know. We could just go.

No, I've made the call now.

It's like you say, you know, we got to protect the kids, so...

Ollie's still up.

I'd better go and see to him. We don't want him to see us panicking.

Quiet.

Yeah. Always is early in the week, mate.

Can I get you another?

Oh, yes, thank you...

..John.

Should've seen her face.

My own daughter.

Looked at me like I was a stranger.

Well, you do a look a bit...

..you know, Rocky Horror, Bill.

Who did you go and see?

Don't be getting into trouble cos of me, Jay...

Look, he walked into a lamppost, all right?

Janet was frightened. She loves him.

-Don't want to see him hurt.

-Don't want to see him, more like.

Is it all right if I leave my stuff here?

-Yeah, course.

-Where are you going?

Mel's, I suppose.

I'll pop round and see them later on in the week.

All this will have calmed down a bit by then, won't it?

-Yeah, yeah.

-Yeah, I'll look normal.

Never really look normal, do you?

Ah, well, I'd best be off.

600.

Bills on top.

Me, live here?

Well, hang on, hang on. Is that an offer?

Well, it's not a flaming haiku!

If you want to go back to Blondezilla's couch, it's your call.

-I don't know what to say.

-Yes! Say yes!

Well, you'd have somewhere to bring Janet and William, wouldn't you?

Yeah.

No! No, get off.

Thanks.

I really appreciate this.

Yeah, well, you're on washing-up duty for the next two weeks,

-all right?

-No problem.

You did make me laugh with that other fella.

Yeah. I'm not exactly used to this kind of thing.

No, well, be grateful for that.

Yeah.

You're not what I was expecting, if you don't mind me saying.

No, don't mind. It's a compliment of sorts.

How close to the Derrick would that big lad have got

before they got suspicious?

"Derrick"?

Oh, sorry, sorry, I refer to all the targets as Derrick.

You know, walls have ears, don't they?

And I've never met a nice Derrick. When I do, I'll change it.

Maybe to Donald.

Can I ask you a question?

Course, but you must understand, there's not many I can answer.

How did you get into this line of work?

Well, funny story - I moved into a new flat.

Previous occupant did this line of work.

Potential customer came round, he thought I was him.

Well, I needed the money.

-No way.

-Yeah!

On my dear mother's grave. Total accident.

Can I ask YOU a question, John?

I'll precursor it with a caveat -

I don't need the money any more.

So I can ask, freely and fairly...

..are you sure?

Vincent.

You're jumpy.

Didn't expect to see someone standing in the dark.

Oh, there's plenty of light here.

Believe me, I don't like being in the dark.

And speaking of being in the dark -

little bird tells me that Michael was with you earlier.

Yeah, my missus, she wants to book The Vic.

Ah, so that's it?

Cos I know that Michael has got a lot on his plate,

and I'd be grateful for any info.

Threatening children? That's a desperate man.

Yeah.

Is that what you want to be?

-I just want to do right by my family.

-Mm.

Well, you might not be getting your hands dirty -

you definitely won't if you hire me -

but it's not the hands that keep you awake at night.

It's this.

See, I know the sort who can live with it...

..and I'm not sure you're someone who can.

Again, something to be grateful for.

So, as my old mum used to say,

"Time to do your business, or get off the pot."

Sometimes the wisest action is retreat.

-Ask General Custer.

-HE CHUCKLES

You should be a counsellor, not a hitman.

Well, wish I was.

Wrong time, wrong place.

Yeah, tell me about it.

I'll take the job. You just say the word.

No.

He says no.

Correct choice.

Lovely to meet you. Both.

Can't make you do that.

Thank you.

What now?

MUSIC: London Calling by the Clash

You'd better pay for that.

Go and get your nut down. It'll be your turn down here soon.

-I can't sleep.

-I'll turn it down.

I'm worried about you.

Can't you talk to Aidan? Come to some arrangement with the dealing?

This is a Carter pub.

I will not have scum telling us what to do.

Just don't want you getting hurt.

I don't fancy getting hurt either, Teen.

Well, he ain't coming on his own, is he?

-Do me a favour...

-Anything.

Go to bed, babe.

# Quit holding out, and draw another breath

# London calling, and I don't wanna shout

# But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out

# London calling, see, we ain't got no high

# Except for that one with the yellowy eye

# The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in

# Engines stop running... #

It's a bit late for sports, innit?

Thought you said he was coming on Thursday.

He is.

But you thought he might turn up early?

Maybe because you thought I couldn't keep my mouth shut?

I ain't said nothing, Mick. That's not all I am.

And I owe Aidan.

So what are you saying?

I'm in.

Are you sure?

What's the worst that can happen?