You know, fifty years ago it was a raincoat factory. I told them if they ever changed production, no good would ever come of it. And NOW look what’s happened!
Nick can’t sleep as he’s sick with worry over how he’s going to employ all his workers at the factory now that it’s burned down. Also, he’s sick with worry with how he’s going to fulfill a contract for Paul Stokes when he has no factory.
He tells Janice and Leanne about the contract he landed and his search for a temporary work location. And, I assume, materials and sewing machines, unless all that stuff’s fireproof. Leanne and Janice admit they’re impressed.
“See? I’m not just a pretty face,” he says. “Isn’t that right, Leanne?”
Somewhere, off-camera, I think I hear Fat Brenda yell, “Yer not even that, luv.”
So his big plan is to covert that bar that Peter and Leanne were setting up but when he presents this plan to them, Peter tells him that it’s George what owns the bar and he wants nothing to do with him. Well, this, apparently, completely prevents Nick from renting the space from George. If only, he could, I dunno, ask Ken Barlow for his number or something.
So he goes off to the cafe and starts making frantic phone calls all over the place and so he can be a jerk in public to his staff. Later, Paul Stokes, who bears a slight resemblance to British Prime Minister David Cameron, complete with condescending toff attitude, swings by the street to inform Nick that he’s seen the factory and that they should talk. Also, he apparently does not read newspapers or watch the news as a hostage crisis that ends with a factory explosion is the sort of the thing that one might find above the fold, no?
Not willing to deal with a guy who has no workspace to offer, he calls off the deal. Nick slumps into the Rovers to give his now ex-employees the bad news:
“Underworld is over!”
Gail has taken some of Joe’s things to Tina (they’ve had a kind of reconciliation) and they talk about him.
Meanwhile, David and Graeme are trying to move the Gail Farce out of the driveway. They ask Eddie Windass for help.
“Oh, I can’t. Not with my back.”
“We’ll give you a fiver.”
“Make it a tenner and you’re on.”
So they manage to push it to the yard by Streetcars. Nobody should notice it there.
Dave pulled a muscle so Graeme massages it for him. Natasha comes back to pick up something she left in Nick’s room and notices David’s, um, vocal appreciation of Graeme’s efforts. She says she forgot that they shared a cell. So no happy finish for David.
In Other News
Carla is not going to be charged with killing Tony Gordon so Trevor buys those tickets for the World Cup in South Africa (if you’ve noticed all the England flags, that’s why). He even gets her to wear an England toque. Maybe they’ll get seats next to Dizzee Rascal
(Note-video does not reflect England’s actual performance at the World Cup)
Lewis and Audrey are rowing so Lewis is beginning to take a look at Deirdre.
Julie is getting Ciaran to repeat drink orders so she can listen to his Irish accent.
“Go on,” she asks him. “Say something typically Irish.”
Chesney didn’t do too well with his Maths test but did ok on his business test. He feels bad about it but Fizz cheers him up by telling him that all you really need in life is to be good at one thing. For her part, Fizz is good at sublimating her original independent feisty personality so she could have a “Mrs” in front of her name. Fizz goes off to the Rovers and Ches races up to his room to do that thing that he’s good at.