When some people go on holiday overseas they
bring back a stuffed donkey. Kylie's no exception and returns with
Dmitri in tow from Ayia Napa. He doesn't speak any English but irons
like a demon and wears a shower-cap well. Kylie spends her time back
on home turf getting her stuff together to return to Cyprus for
good, taking little Max with her. Becky collapses on the cobbles and
begs her sister to let little Max stay but Kylie's a hard faced cow
and demands twenty grand cash in exchange for her son. Becky went
into meltdown, smashed a few things in the back room of the pub and
went manic when she thought she'd never have a child of her own.
Give her a kid though, and with Becky, it'd be summat else she'd
decide she can't live without. Steve decides to raise the
cash against the pub and Streetcars so that Becky can play happy
families with her nephew. But if they really wanted the best for
little Max and to prove that Kylie really is an unfit mother, all
they had to do was pick up the phone and call social services.
Would've cost a lot less than twenty grand, even for a peak-time
call. Eventually and
predictably Kylie gets her money and Becky gets the kid.
Over at the Peacock's, Claire's gone all
ooh-la-la in an attempt to get Ashley to get in the mood for moving
to France. She sits him down to dinner but he's not impressed.
"French food, French wine, I'm surpised we haven't got Edna Piaf
playing on the stereo." I love that Edna Piaf, me. Je ne regret nowt
chuck. Anyway, the
stress of Claire harping on at him to move away to France brings on
chest pains in Ashley and he's rushed to t'hospital where the doctor
tells him he's not having a heart attack, he's got indigestion. Must
be all the French food, French wine. But that's not what Ashley
tells Claire, he just doesn't say much when Claire assumes Ashley's
got angina. Ashley puts
his indigestion pills into a tablet box in the cupboard and Josh
feeds little Freddie some of the pills while they're playing. Of
course, this sets Claire off again and a sheepish Ashley has to
confess that's nowt wrong with his chest, but he still doesn't want
to move to la France.
At the factory, another wreath is left on
the Underworld steps. This time it's a wreath in the shape of the
letter C. The girls assume it's for Carla from Tony Gordon, beyond
the grave. But when John finds out about the flowers, he's shaking
in his boots because he knows what the C's for - and he's been a
stupid one too. When he
receives a letter in the post with letters cut out of a newspaper
spelling out the sentence: I Know What You Did, he Knows Who Sent It
and tracks down loopy Charlotte. She denies she's the ones sending
the flowers or the cut-out and paste letters and even says she's
received one of the letters herself, trying to pin the blame on Fiz
who's just had her 20 week baby scan.
Meanwhile at the Rovers, Ciaran leaves his
job behind the bar to work for Nick in the new place. He's planning
Lancashire tapas with mini hot-pots on the menu and searches through
Betty's recipe book for inspiration. Ooh, she'll not be happy when
she finds out. And Liz wasn't best pleased when Ciaran handed his
notice in at the pub either. In fact she was so put out, she barred
him from the bar resulting in Michelle walking out in solidarity
after calling Liz a tart. Kettle? Pot? Michelle plans to take up a
new job working as Carla's PA in the knicker factory.
And finally this week, Molly says NA to a
DNA test that Kev wants to prove whether he's the father of baby
Jack Dobbs.
And that's just about that for this week.