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Llyr: Rhys, this is Eve. Eve, Rhys.
All right.
Rhys: You don't have to do what Eve tells you to do.
Do you want to end up in prison?
Llyr: Just because she turned you down?
She didn't. She's with me now.
Bryn: You think she's yours, don't you?
You should do something about it.
Find out.
Rhys Owen is not her father.
Can't you just offer him an incentive to leave town?
It might work, but there's something you can do for me.
Mrs. Lewis: I thought you, of all people, would stand by me.
I'll sign it in my own time, Eve.
When I've finished reading it.
[ Eve gasps ]
I'm sorry, but we can't serve you here.
-Can I ask why? -Eunice: You know very well why.
[ Explosion ]
Rhys: I know you think you know the truth, but you don't.
There was someone else there that night, another car.
Was it a small car? A 4x4? More like an estate?
It was an estate.
You push the wrong buttons,
you might get a reaction you don't like.
Rhys: Where'd you get the gun?
Or is it your daddy's?
Hari: I saw you hiding it, and I stole it.
Everything's gone to shit since you turned up.
Caryl: Hari, put the gun down. This is not the way.
You ruined my mum's life, you ruined Eve's life,
and now you're trying to ruin Mabli's life.
-No, I'm not. -You stay away from me!
-I'm warning you! -No!
Hari: Ah!
Just like your bloody father.
If you can't get what you want, you poison it for everyone else.
Boys, stop that right now!
[ Glass shatters ]
Boys, out!
[ Both grunting ]
That's it. I'm calling the police.
[ Rhys groans ]
We're finished, you and me.
[ Spits ]
[ Groaning ]
♪♪
♪♪
I need to speak to Eve.
Well, she doesn't want to speak to you, so get lost.
-Llyr: It's important. -She's not interested.
If you touch my daughter again, you come near her again,
I'm gonna kill you. Do you understand?
Eve! Eve!
Get out of here!
♪♪
Eve: Llyr!
[ Footsteps running ]
He locked me in.
Is it true?
You and Rhys, is it true you're together?
What? No.
Why did he say you were, then?
I don't know.
Because he wants it to be true.
Forget about Rhys.
We can't let him distract us.
We have to finish what we've started.
♪♪
♪♪
Llyr: I'll take care of it.
-But -- -Don't -- Don't worry.
I love you.
Okay?
♪♪
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[ Choir singing in Welsh ]
[ Song ends ]
"Reservoirs" by R.S. Thomas.
♪♪
"There are places in Wales I don't go.
Reservoirs that are the subconscious
of a people troubled far down with gravestones,
chapels, villages, even."
"The serenity of their expression revolts me.
It is a pose for strangers,
a watercolour's appeal to the mass,
instead of the poems harsher conditions.
There are the hills, too, gardens gone
under the scum of the forests
and the smashed faces of the farms,
with the stone trickle of their tears down the hillside."
-[ Groans ] -Eve: Oh, my God! Rhys!
-[ Groans ] -Are you okay?
Ah! Oh, God.
[ Hyperventilating ]
No! No. Think about it.
-What good will it do? -But he's --
She's right.
Eve: You're okay. You're gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
Mabli: "Where can I go?"
♪♪
"From the smell of decay"...
..."from the putrefying of a dead nation."
♪♪
"I have walked the shore for an hour and seen
the English scavenging among the remains of our culture"...
..."covering the sand like the tide
and with the roughness of the tide"...
..."elbowing our language into the grave
that we have dug for it."
[ Rhys groans ]
[ Utensils clinking ]
[ Drawer closes ]
Ohh.
You sure it's not infected?
It's fine.
Bryn: Still don't know how you did it, mind.
I told you, I fell off the stepladder in the shed
and landed on that metal piece of shelving
you left lying about.
You said it was a chair.
Chair then.
It was that gun, wasn't it?
Bloody hell. You could have been killed.
Who did it?
Oh, it's nothing. Just leave it, okay?
It was an accident.
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversation ]
♪♪
♪♪
How are you?
I'm fucking hungry.
Hari.
Hari, look at me. You need to calm down.
Why don't you get out of town for a bit?
You know, this place and everything is...
You could have killed someone, for God's sake.
You think I don't fucking know that?
I'm not leaving.
Mabli needs me here.
Well, you -- you know she's moved in with Rhys.
Mm-hmm.
Couldn't cope on his own, apparently.
[ Sighs ]
You couldn't talk to her, could you?
Persuade her to move back home?
It's Mabli's choice what Mabli does.
Megan: Look at him.
There's definitely something up with him.
It's like he's on edge all the time.
Do you know what's going on with him?
Gareth.
What?
Hari.
Where are you going?
I've got some paperwork to finish.
What, now?
Yeah. Won't be long.
♪♪
[ Mobile rings ]
Hello? Oh, hi.
Sorry I missed you earlier.
Yeah. So I was hoping to get some forensic advice.
I'm looking into a murder that happened in the '90s.
In theory, could the evidence be re-examined,
if you could get your hands on the murder weapon.
Hey.
Mabli: Hi.
How are you?
Well, the construction works going ahead, so...
Listen, I was thinking we could do something tomorrow
-for your birthday. -No.
No, we could meet for lunch or something.
I've done a paternity test.
I know.
So, have you...
Still waiting for the results.
-Who told you? -Robert: Mabli.
You still staying with that bloody murderer, are you?
Excuse me.
Announcer: Great tackle.
Oh, come on now, boys.
Come on. Yeah, g-get -- Ugh.
Get on their arses.
Cardiff come again into the 22.
But another good tackle by Llanelli.
-Quick ball. -Rhys: Knock on.
Knock on!
-[ Whistle blows ] -Bryn: [ Distorted ] Knock on!
Come on! Good tackle!
-Get him down. Knock on. -Knock on! Ohh.
Do you want another one?
No, I'm all right.
Sit down for a minute.
Sit down.
I know about your plans.
-What plans? -Bryn: Don't play dumb.
Llyr asked me if I knew where to source some explosives.
♪♪
For God's sake!
But, listen, I heard there's been a tip-off to the police.
Who?
Bryn: No idea, but if I were you, I'd watch your backs.
If the police do know, then they'll be on to you in no time.
Just be smart.
♪♪
[ Mobile chimes ]
Eve: Happy birthday, monkey. I miss you.
[ Mobile chimes ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
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Newsreader: After years of protests, the plan to create
a controversial extension to the Nantwen reservoir
-is underway. -Rhys: Morning.
Work will now begin at the site
following Greenforge's acquisition
of the remaining land that was needed.
Bastards.
Good morning to you, too. [ Turns off radio ]
It's a travesty. [ Coughing ] That's what it is.
Oh, thanks for doing all this, Mabli.
Thank you.
You're not joining us?
No, no. I've just got to pop out for a bit.
-Rhys: You okay? -Mm-hmm.
Won't be long.
-What's the matter with you? -What are you on about?
She's upset enough as it is about Nantwen
without you banging on about it.
Right.
Well, I won't be censored in my own home, I'll tell you that.
I've been thinking.
About what happened before Llyr died.
Who was it that told you
about the police tip-off?
I don't know. I don't remember. Someone in the pub.
Oh, come off it.
You've got a memory like a steel trap.
Who are you protecting?
Hmm? I'm your son.
Your own flesh and blood. Doesn't that count for anything.
Bryn: All right.
It was Eunice that told me.
Eunice?
Why didn't you say so when the police asked you about it?
Because I'm not a grass.
[ Utensil clatters, chair scrapes floor ]
[ Knocking on door ]
All right?
Is Gareth in?
Why?
I-I called the station. They said he had the day off.
It's nothing to do with you. Don't worry.
Can I come in?
Thanks.
♪♪
-Eunice: Yeah. Okay. -Woman: See you later.
♪♪
I'm just on my way to see you.
I've told you before. I've got nothing to say.
I want to ask you about the police tip-off.
-What police tip-off? -In '95.
I don't know what you're talking about.
-Now, if you don't mind -- -Dad told me it was you.
-Did he now? -Mm.
So, who told you about the police tip-off?
Come on, Eunice. Who told you?
No one told me.
I lied. There was no tip-off.
What?
I had a soft spot for both of you, didn't I?
I couldn't bear seeing you getting into trouble
for setting off bombs.
I mentioned it to Gareth. I asked him to look into it.
Fat lot of good that did.
But if I'd had known that you had the makings of a murderer,
I would have marched down the station
and reported you myself.
-Caryl: Is that your dad? -Hari: In the Welsh Guards.
He was up in Northern Ireland for a while before I was born.
Looks so young.
Hari: Saw some shit, apparently.
A car bomb, stuff like that.
Mum said he wasn't the same after he came back for a while.
Must have been against any kind of direct action then.
He thinks we should just keep our heads down.
Stay quiet.
-[ Door opens ] -Megan: Gareth?
Look, I'm not gonna make a fuss, okay?
But if you do anything like that again, I'll have to report you.
Right?
-Megan: Gareth? -Yeah.
Oh.
I just wanted a quick word with Gareth.
[ Mobile chimes, door closes ]
You left early. Where have you been?
Gareth: I had stuff to do.
I did tell you.
Megan: No, you didn't.
I'll leave you to it.
[ Water running ]
♪♪
Do you want something?
Okay, so I was wondering how I might go about
reopening the '95 investigation.
Sorry, what?
I've had forensic advice, and according to today's standards,
those bolt cutters have not been tested properly.
So I was thinking there might be more fingerprints on them.
-You've been thinking? -Caryl: Mm-hmm.
They're not going to reopen the case
because you've been thinking.
Well, they might, if they've got a strong enough reason.
[ Scoffs ]
That and the second car that was there that night.
I haven't got time for this.
I've got to get ready for work. So, if you don't mind.
Mm. Okay.
[ Door opens ]
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[ Sighs ]
♪♪
[ Door closes ]
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
♪♪
♪♪
Oh, sorry. Sorry. I hope you don't mind.
Not at all.
I just feel like I need to document everything,
you know, before it all disappears forever.
You know, you gave such a beautiful reading
at Mum's funeral, Mabli.
Thank you so much.
It would have meant a great deal to her.
Come in if you want.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
I'm just outside now. It's all a bit weird.
Well, he said he was working, but I know he's got the day off.
What did Eunice say about Gareth exactly?
I-I'll call you back.
[ Engine starts ]
♪♪
♪♪
I just can't get my head around it.
Everything that happened here.
These walls, this fireplace.
It'll all be underwater soon.
Like it never was.
Well, that's life, I suppose.
Nothing lasts forever.
How did you persuade Mrs. Lewis to give up the house?
Oh, no, no, no, no. She wouldn't listen to me.
I -- I don't know. She, uh,
must have had a change of heart last minute.
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[ Banging ]
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[ Gasps ]
Jesus Christ, Gareth. What are you doing?
I told you not to interfere. You've made it worse.
It was you in the car that night.
What are you doing with that?
Oh, come on, Gareth, you don't need to do this.
Megan can't find out.
Caryl: Burning the car won't fix anything.
If you do this, she will definitely find out.
Oh, my God.
Gareth, the whole place will go up.
[ Mobile rings ]
Oh...
Gareth: Don't answer that.
It's okay. Look. It's okay, all right?
♪♪
What happened?
Hmm? Did -- Did you and Llyr
have a fight and it got out of hand?
I didn't kill him.
He was on the floor when I got there.
Pool of blood.
The IED was ticking down and...
[ Ticking ]
...I c-- I couldn't move.
I -- I couldn't breathe. I was having a panic attack.
Next thing...
I was running.
I couldn't think straight.
Got in the car.
[ Tyres squeal ]
I drove as fast as I could.
♪♪
[ Explosion ]
♪♪
I didn't know if he was alive or not.
-I could have saved him. -No, t-the coroner said
that he was dead before the explosion.
That's not the point. I didn't know that, did I?
I didn't know!
I ran away.
Left him.
I left him to burn.
Gareth, p-- Please don't do this.
What's it going to achieve?
Think about Megan and Hari.
♪♪
Help me find the truth.
♪♪
[ Breathing raggedly ]
[ Sobbing ]
[ Caryl breathing heavily ]
What's that for?
I just can't believe she didn't tell me.
You know, I could have bought a cake or something.
Look, she's not your --
I want you to tell her to come home.
I don't want her staying here.
Ah.
[ Sighs ]
What if she is mine?
"Mine"?
She's not property to claim ownership of.
[ Door opens ]
-Hey. -Ah.
Happy birthday.
[ Eve chuckles ]
Happy birthday, darling.
Here you go.
It was Llyr's.
He took it everywhere with him.
Look...
whatever happens, Llyr would have adored you.
And he would have been a wonderful father.
And I am so sorry for all this mess.
[ Sighs, sniffles ]
Um, I've got something for you, too.
♪♪
Why would your pen be in Mrs. Lewis's house?
Right next to her paperwork, right next to the deeds.
-Um, I was -- I was just -- -Mabli: Please.
Please tell me you didn't.
Didn't what?
I...
I did it to protect you.
-Protect me? -Eve: Yeah.
What's going on?
Are you gonna tell him, or am I?
She persuaded Mrs. Lewis to sell her home to those bastards.
And then she had a heart attack and died.
And you had the gall to stand there in her funeral crying.
Bryn: How could you?
After everything?
What happened to you?
Loving my kid! That's what happened to me.
-Oh, you only love yourself. -Mabli, please.
Get out.
Get out!
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
I'm so sorry.
Look, I-I just want you to know that, um,
uh, i-if those results come back and they, um...
Then, um -- Then -- Then I'll do everything I can.
I'm not.
I'm not your daughter.
♪♪
Oh.
Right.
[ Sniffles ] Probably not Llyr's either. Who knows?
Oh, no.
But you are.
They both shine so brightly in you.
♪♪
[ Sniffles ] Sorry, I think I just need...
Oh, well.
Just wasn't to be, I suppose.
Yeah.
♪♪
Caryl: So you knew about the plot.
Well...
Eunice said they were planning something,
so I decided to keep an eye on Llyr.
But he just seemed normal, you know.
I saw him in the pub a few times with Bryn.
Nothing alarming.
So you followed him up there that night?
Gareth: No. Um...
Megan rang me to say Robert had been up at the house
threatening to do something to Llyr.
I went to look for him.
I couldn't find him.
So...
I went to the reservoir.
Why didn't you tell the police what you saw?
Gareth: I fled the scene of a crime.
I would have been kicked out of the force.
And...
I was ashamed.
Gareth, have you been sending me anonymous e-mails?
No. Why?
Mm...
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Newsreader: Sian Bevan and our favourite winter weather.
Hi.
...today’s sports results.
Then, after the six o’clock news,
we’ve got Johnny Jones with all the latest hits.
"Welcome home, Rhys. It's lovely to see you."
[ Sighs ] Have you seen Llyr around?
No, I haven't seen the bugger in ages.
Why? What's happened?
Nothing. Just...we argued before I went away,
-and I just -- -And you just scarpered off,
did you? Didn't face the music?
Where's your bloody backbone?
What? No, I didn't, I --
I had work.
"Because their words had forked no lightning,
they do not go gentle into that good night."
♪♪
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Rhys: You slimy bastard.
♪♪
Happy birthday, cuz.
You okay?
Llyr is my dad.
It's a good thing, right?
Yeah.
I just don't know who I can trust anymore.
You know...
how I'm skint? Yeah?
I haven't actually bought you anything.
Mm.
But check your DMs.
[ Chuckles ] What?
[ Sighs ]
What's this?
Hari: Just watch it.
♪♪
Oh, my God.
We are no longer prepared to let our enemies,
even those in our own families, our own communities,
take whatever they want without a fight.
They want to stop us, but we won't let that happen.
We intend, through our actions, to wake this town up
before it's too late.
♪♪
We can't let his death be for nothing.
♪♪
What are we looking for?
Mabli: Uh, I don't know. A wrench, a hammer,
anything we can use to do a bit of damage with.
I didn't know stealing from pensioners was your thing.
[ Scoffs ] Don't worry. Bryn's sound.
Hari: Yeah?
Then why are we sneaking about?
Shit. [ Sighs ]
I'm so sorry, Bryn.
Uh, we just wanted to borrow a couple of tools.
What for?
We're going to the reservoir.
Ah.
Just like your father.
Take anything you want.
See?
Remember, you two, stick together.
[ Coughs ]
'95 shouldn't have happened the way it did.
[ Coughing ]
You okay?
[ Breathlessly ] Yeah. I'm fine.
Yeah? Do you want me to call someone? Where's Rhys?
Bryn: No, I'll be fine.
You -- You -- You go now.
You make your father proud.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thanks.
♪♪
[ Coughing ]
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[ Wheezing ]
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[ Cane clatters ]
[ Coughing ]
Christ.
Are you sure he's telling the truth?
Mm-hmm.
Rhys: Did Gareth see anyone else?
No.
[ Sighs ]
Caryl: What's this?
Rhys: It was Llyr's.
And that is my father's handwriting.
Okay.
Rhys: Well, they used to be very close.
They shared the same passion, the same principles.
But then, when dad refused to go to Uncle Alan's funeral,
they had this massive argument.
And after that, they just hated each other's guts.
Gareth said he saw Llyr and Bryn in The Angel
together a couple of days before the explosion.
Yeah, and on the day of the bomb,
when I got back, I was looking for Llyr and Dad
was adamant that he hadn't seen him in ages.
I always thought that Llyr must have had help from someone else.
[ Sighs ] Maybe it was closer to home.
[ Door closes ]
What is it?
There's something I need to tell you.
♪♪
Dad?
Dad?
Dad?
Oh, God. Hey! Hey!
Dad!
If you die without telling me what really happened,
I'll bloody kill you.
Yeah, ambulance, please.
♪♪
♪♪
Ready?
Let's do it.
♪♪
♪♪
Hi. We are coming to you from West Wales
above the Nantwen Reservoir.
♪♪
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Please say something.
♪♪
[ Mobile chimes ]
♪♪
Mabli: Within those buildings are the eyes
and the ears of the reservoir.
By taking out the reservoir's communication system,
-we will force them... -Oh, my God!
We are demanding
that the government stop pillaging our land
and its resources.
Shit! Shit!
We've tried protesting peacefully.
And to make things worse...
there are traitors among us who have betrayed the cause.
You know who you are.
So we have been left with no option
but to take direct action
that will make the government listen.
♪♪
♪♪
Come on.
[ Machinery whirring ]
♪♪
[ Grunts ]
[ Alarm blaring ]
Come on.
Are you sure about this?
Yes.
Come.
♪♪
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♪♪
Mabli!
Hey!
Shit.
It's just Caryl.
What's wrong?
♪♪
Caryl! Caryl, wait.
If you're gonna chicken out, just go.
No. We're doing this together.
[ Alarm blaring ]
♪♪
[ Glass shattering ]
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[ Sirens wailing ]
Caryl: What the hell are you doing?
You're gonna get yourselves arrested.
That's the whole point.
Don't touch me!
♪♪
Just go.
Just get yourself out of here.
Just go.
[ Alarm blaring ]
♪♪
[ Radio chatter ]
You're under arrest on suspicion of burglary.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned
something which you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
Where is he?
Mabli: Ask her.
♪♪
Where is he?
♪♪
Hari!
Hari!
♪♪
Hari!
♪♪
[ Banging ]
♪♪
Llyr: You came.
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