Original subtitles

[Basil] Hello father,

we're home.

NCB inspection team.

He's sniffing around to see if he can close us down.

Oh well, we're all friends here.

[Basil] Ladies and gentlemen.

New Trefelin.

[awed murmur]

A bigger and a better new town to be built.

Right here, right where we're standing.

Pubs, cafe's.

Even a new and expanded medical centre,

attracting the very best Welsh doctors.

People like my own brother here, Harley Street doctor

Robert Thomas.

Maybe we should have stayed in India,

or maybe I should have taken that job in London after all.

[Kamini] Everything's 'maybe' with you,

you're so busy saying it nothing ever changes.

Nothing ever happens!

[♪♪♪]

Get in.

The Safety Committee meeting's today.

And they'll all vote to close the mine?

[Graham] You don't need them all. Just a majority.

This isn't what we agreed on.

I'm not paying you full price until I know

what I'm getting for my money.

Roger Gibson and Ron Steadman.

Both retiring soon.

Both very greedy.

A bit more comfort in their old age would be very welcome.

And that will be enough for your 'majority', will it?

Guaranteed.

Trust me.

Get out.

You make sure they shut the mine.

Just make sure it happens.

[engine starts]

[knock at the door]

Come in.

I've put them in appointment,

not alphabetical order.

Your next scheduled patient is Mrs. Megan Dawkins,

who has yet to appear, so

I've moved Mr. Rogers to the top of the list,

because his cough is Afiach.

- I beg you pardon? - His cough.

It's filthy.

Mrs. Daniels? Have you seen any of my pens?

I appear to have lost all of them.

A place for everything, and everything in its place.

[Owen] Got your dinner money?

[coughs badly]

You should see Dr. Sharma.

[Owen] I'm fine. - No you're not.

You're always short of breath and I can hear you coughing every night.

I'll come with you.

You're not missing school because of me.

No doctor, no school.

There must be a lot of upkeep on an old place like this.

Oh, Mr. Thomas!

You used to steal my Bon Bons Sian,

I'm sure you can call me Basil.

[giggles]

You know, I can really picture you, Sian...

in charge of a new, modern shop,

all mod cons, produce from all over the world.

It all sounds very exciting but the thing is

Basil, I don't think I can afford all that.

I haven't come here to ask for your money, Sian.

What do you think I am?

I came to invite you out for lunch.

- Lunch? - If you have a prior

engagement, I understand.

It is very last minute.

No! Not at all.

It would be an honour.

The honour is all mine, Sian.

That's probably a bit cold by now.

Let me make you another slice.

No, it's alright.

What about an egg then? Or a piece of bacon?

Stop fussing. I don't want anything.

I'm fine.

I just don't want you to be late for work

for making me breakfast.

Listen Megan,

I'll be honest with you.

I think I know

why you're like this.

You're scared that there's something

seriously wrong with you,

and that's why you won't let Prem take a look at you.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Don't worry.

I just want you to stop

going on about it, that's all.

Alright.

If that's what you want.

[door closes]

What are you doing boys?

[Aled] Making a stand for the rights of every common man,

woman and child being exploited by

imperialist capitalists for monetary selfish gain.

[laughing] Goodness me. And there I was thinking

all you ever did was lie in your little beds dreaming up protests,

because you're too lazy to do a real day's work.

I've never been the subject of a protest before.

[Robert laughs]

Aren't you meant to be recruiting patients?

You can't just expect people to leave their old doctor.

- How's the house selling going? - Slowly.

But if I can get a few 'pillars of the community' on board,

then the rest should follow like sheep.

[laughing] Sounds like the Trefelin I remember.

For a start I'm taking Sian out for lunch.

You dirty little devil.

While you could put that pretty face of yours

to use and charm that barmaid into signing up

to be your first official patient.

She's with Doctor Sharma.

Well maybe you could get her to change?

And tell her to get that 'fat bobby' to

shift Laurel and Hardy off my patch.

Sorry to waste your time like this, doctor.

It is Dan you see,

he refused to go to school

if I didn't come to see you.

I'm glad he did. Take a seat Owen.

I'm in a bit of a hurry to be honest.

This won't take long.

I know you took them, because you're the only one who can get into my garden.

Why would I steal your mangy old clothes?

Mangy? My brassiere is French I'll have you know.

Be quiet!

Now then. You first.

What exactly was on this clothes line?

All my smalls.

I'd hardly use the word 'small' to describe your undergarments.

Well they were small enough to fit into your thieving hands.

Mrs. White, would you mind if I searched your house for the missing...

smalls?

So we can clear this matter quickly.

Fine by me. I have nothing to hide.

Good, let's go.

- Did you want to see me? - It can wait.

I can see that you need to take down their particulars.

Come along.

Your blood pressure is quite high,

you have some fluid on the lungs,

hence the coughing.

And you have an irregular heartbeat.

Now, this might be just down to a virus or being run down.

But these are also the symptoms of heart disease.

[laughs] Sounds like I should be planning my funeral! [coughs]

No. Not at all.

With the right care and some changes to the way you live,

these things can be managed. But I'll have a much better idea

once your blood test results are back.

In the meantime, I'm putting you on sick leave.

But I'm fine to work.

I've got to work. You can't just stop me.

Owen, as the mine's doctor,

I'm recommending plenty of rest and fresh air,

and the last place you're gonna get those is down the pit.

Whoa! What a beautiful vision this is!

Get away with you, Ceri Josef!

I'm not listening to your idle talk.

I was wondering. You haven't had any

phone calls for me, have you?

Phone calls? Why?

No reason. I was just expecting, erm...

Can't you see I'm busy?

Basil Thomas is taking me out.

Yes, but if someone... someone rings asking for me,

- would you take a message? - No.

[car horn blares]

Sian! You look like a movie star.

A cross between Lana Turner and Doris Day.

I had no idea what to wear.

I didn't know where you were taking me.

I thought we'd try Tony's, at Ponty.

Not the Tony's?

[out loud] Not that really posh, really expensive Italian place?

And really busy, we don't want to lose our table.

Afternoon, Mrs. Rogers.

I'm just off to Tony's in Pontypridd.

[Prem] Mrs. Daniels sorted out all my pens today.

Nibs at one end, straight, straight, straight.

Very annoying.

A little organisation and decisiveness around

the surgery isn't a bad thing.

And she's left a message for you, it's by the phone.

A farmer barricaded himself in his house.

Aren't you going to have some lunch?

Not hungry.

Kamini.

I've been thinking about what you said last night.

That I don't...

I'm slow at making decisions.

I probably overreacted a little bit.

Yes, but 'maybe' I don't listen enough.

How about we talk things through tonight.

Maybe.

[laughing]

This is going to go straight to my head, I can tell.

Work hard, and play hard, that's my motto.

And you've always been a hard worker, Sian,

with a good head for business.

- Stop it now. - It's true.

Out of all the baby sitters we ever had,

only you had the sense to charge for it.

I admired you for that.

What about you then?

I can't believe the little boys

who used to fight behind the sofa

would one day end up being a doctor and a big shot

property developer.

Is there a Mrs. Thomas somewhere in the background?

If you don't mind me asking.

There could have been.

She...

She was beautiful,

funny, clever.

I'd never have believed a woman like that would've looked twice

at a... buffoon such as me...

I'm Sorry.

I haven't spoken about this for years.

I've been told I'm a very good listener.

I hope it goes well with the "barricaded" farmer.

Morgan Rowlands, Ceniarth Farm.

Should you be taking Emlyn with you?

No, he's probably just a bit lonely and wants a chat.

What are your plans for this afternoon?

And please don't say housework.

I thought I'd go for a walk, do some shopping,

make us a special dinner.

Is there an occasion?

I thought we could make it into one.

I'll never forget that night, Sian.

I'll never forget it.

We were supposed to be going to the Opera.

Madame Butterfly, her favourite.

I had to cancel.

Again.

These things do happen.

I was married to my work, Sian, even then.

She came second, and she knew it.

So, that night, the night of the opera,

well, we had a terrible row.

She was angry, she was upset. She...

She stormed out.

Back then,

we lived by the coast,

had a little cottage up, by the cliffs,

It was very beautiful.

So, she stormed out,

it was dark.

She didn't fall off the cliff?

I really don't know.

We searched for months.

You'll think I'm crazy but,

every time I'm near the sea, I...

I swear I can hear her calling me.

What was her name?

Her name?

Brigitte.

[sighs] Her name was Brigitte.

Excuse me.

And to think it will all have been for nothing.

What do you mean?

This new town, Sian,

it's absolute gold mine.

- A gold mine? - But if the people

of Trefelin don't take up the offer,

then it would be made available to everybody else.

Everyone else who has that sort of money.

Oh, money, money... I'm not after anybody's money,

Sian, not yet.

All they have to do to secure a deposit for a brand new house

is hand me the deeds to their old property, and...

by the time the outside world gets to hear,

they'll be sitting on a small fortune.

[knock on the door]

Coming.

Guess who?

- Robert? - For your hubby.

- For Emlyn? - For you.

Come on Valleys girl, catch up.

- No New Town! - Don't sign your life away,

everything you've worked hard for, just for a promise.

They're selling you lies, nothing but lies.

[Basil] Alright, alright.

I'm sure you can make up your own minds,

intelligent people that you are.

[Aled and Daf] No New Town! No New Town!

[Basil] Just take a seat inside

I'll be right in, and remember: you're under no obligation.

No New Town! No...

Alright lads.

You've had your fun.

Don't you think it's time for beddy byes.

You can't make us leave.

This is a democracy.

- We have our rights. - Yeah, we're anti-Christ.

- You're what? - We're...

Anarchists.

[Aled] He means anarchists.

Well, whatever you are,

I also have a right to run a legitimate business,

and unless you run along like good little boys,

I'm going to take your banner and I'm going to shove it up your Che Guevara.

You understand?

Come on Aled.

I'll buy you a half in the pub.

I think you should listen to your friend

Bob Dylan over there.

Call me what you like, Mr. Thomas?

but I bet I sleep better than you at night.

I thought you might like to see this.

Feels like a hundred years ago.

That's the pink dress you wore on our first date.

Remember that?

You have a better memory than I have.

[knocks at the door]

[sheep bleats, rooster crows]

Mr. Rowlands?

Mr. Rowlands, are you in there?

- [Rowlands] Who is it? - It's Dr. Sharma,

could you open the door please?

[Rowlands] No! They'll push their way in.

There's no one here except for me.

[Rowlands] Don't be ridiculous, I can hear them.

- Hear who? - Them,

and they're baying for my blood.

Listen to them!

I can only hear some sheep.

[Rowlands] Exactly!

Mr. Rowlands, if you open the door, maybe I can help -

[Robert] I was so drunk at that party.

[Megan laughs] Yes, we'd had those liqueurs

you'd stolen from your dad's drinks cabinet.

[gasps] Look at my hair!

- Look at Emlyn's hair! - Oh...

We must have had the same hairdresser.

I couldn't believe it when I heard you'd got married to him.

Life is full of surprises.

[door opens]

I bet he can't believe his luck.

[Emlyn] Megan? I've brought you a lovely custard slice.

We're just looking at some old photos.

How are you Emlyn?

Fine, thank you.

Did you find out what happened to that lady's smalls?

Whose smalls?

Emlyn had to solve the "Mysterious Case of

the Missing Brassiere" today, didn't you?

Turned out it was the husband who had stolen them.

He had them on when we arrived.

[both laugh]

I'll go and put your custard slice in the fridge.

I'd better go.

No, you keep that.

Until the next time.

[Sian] C'mon ladies, hurry up Ivory.

C'mon.

My lovely babysitter.

[giggles]

Sobered up yet?

[laughs] Stop it now.

[clears throat]

I hope you don't mind, I've brought some friends with me.

I thought they might benefit from a more detailed explanation

of the opportunities available to us all.

It would be my pleasure.

[women giggle]

Go on, go and have another look. Go on.

[laughs]

Right, ladies and gentlemen. How can I be of service?

- Good. - First she wanted

a better barn, then she wanted me to stop the other sheep

from looking her in the eye.

[Prem] Look left for me, please.

And right.

When did this feeling start?

About a week ago.

Everything was going great.

I'd even started taking some vitamin pills.

Felt on top of the world.

I'm sorry. Vitamin pills?

Someone camping on one of my fields gave them to me.

- Can I see them please? - He didn't have enough money

on him to pay me, so

he gave me these.

I have to say,

they made a difference in about half an hour!

[Prem] Mr. Rowlands, these aren't vitamin pills.

These contain LSD.

It's hallucinogenic.

It's also prescribed for a Mr. K Moon!

Oh.

Makes a change from this morning.

I knew I could rely on Sian for a complete

lack of discretion.

Pretty woman, stage left.

Kamini. So pleased you could make it.

- Your husband not with you? - No, he's on his rounds.

Of course, of course.

well let's get you a cup of tea shall we?

Robert? Tea for Kamini please.

Maybe you could show these to your husband.

Do you think he would be interested?

I think he might need a bit of persuading.

Nothing wrong with a little caution.

Cut from the same cloth as myself.

But I'd hope you both would be interested

in the new medical practice.

Certainly we'll be looking for an intelligent

and experienced practise manager.

Is that something that might appeal to you?

- Yes.

- Good. - Yes, it would.

Well,

I've been keeping this back for you.

I know how disappointed you were to lose out on the manor house,

but this, is a fine residence

befitting the local doctor and his wife.

Of course it would also make an ideal home for a family.

Would it be possible for me to keep this?

- Certainly. - I'll speak

- with my husband tonight. - Excellent.

I'll see how Robert is doing with that tea.

Little house call for you there I think.

Chance to flex those charm muscles.

You were doing a pretty good job of it yourself.

You need to get Kamini's husband on side.

He's a well-loved doctor,

better to get him on our team than play against him.

Oh, and,

bring a bottle of dad's malt along with you.

These Indians are useless with alcohol.

I'm taking these with me.

Mr. Rowlands, please don't accept any medication

that hasn't been prescribed for you and by a doctor.

I'll check up on you soon.

You take care, Doctor.

They'll be waiting for you, you know.

Mr. Rowlands. I've already explained,

they're just sheep - just doing normal sheep things.

It was the tablets that were making you

imagine these scenarios.

The effects will wear off soon enough.

Wolves in sheep's clothing.

Remember that.

I will, thank you.

Baaaaaa! Baaaaaa!

- Baaaaaa. - Baaaaa.

[Aled] Did it get to you? The way he spoke to us.

Like we're dirt under his shoe.

What a man like that thinks of me isn't important.

But I wouldn't want to see him taking advantage of anyone.

My mam was talking about looking into those new houses this morning.

We've got to do something bigger.

Something that will really hurt his stupid new town.

Bit difficult,

bearing in mind it hasn't even been built yet.

[grunts]

You're drinking.

You promised you'd stop.

[drunk] This is for medicinal purposes.

I'm on sick leave

thanks to you.

What did Dr. Sharma say?

[laughs]

That I'm not fit to go down the mine.

So make the most of what you've got,

cos pretty soon we're not going to have

any money for the roof over our heads.

Right?

[door slams shut]

I don't need any examination.

I know what's wrong with me.

I'm pregnant.

But I don't want to be.

It's not uncommon to feel this way -

especially in the early stages.

Does Emlyn know?

No.

He'd be over the moon.

What is it that's worrying you Megan?

I don't know.

He's one of the loveliest people I've ever known

but it feels like we've been together for 30 years,

not just one.

Having a child together may change that.

It won't fix something that's never been there.

I don't expect you to have the answers for me, Prem.

I just need some time to think it through.

Something.

Promise me you won't tell Emlyn.

Of course not.

Patient confidentiality.

Thank you.

[whispers]

[whispering]

BANG! Ssshhhhh!

Hold that.

[door opens and closes]

Dan?

What's the matter?

I've brought your books back.

I don't understand. Have I upset you in some way?

Dr. Sharma's put my dad on sick leave.

He won't be earning any money now, so I'm gonna have to find a job.

You're leaving school? [door closes]

Dad says we won't have a roof over our heads

- if he can't work. - Let's think about this.

There must be some way that we can get some

- financial help, or... - Dan.

Thanks for everything you've done for me.

Dan, please don't go. Let's just...

He's leaving school.

[door closes]

[Daf] You do know what you're doing, don't you?

Watch and learn my boy.

Watch and learn.

Chewing gum.

Matches.

Huh?

Maybe there's a bit of damp there or something.

Whoa, don't go near it!

BANG! Bloody hell!

I told you to stay back. Are you alright?

I think so.

[Aled] I reckon old posh boy's going to throw

a bit of a Che Guevara when he sees this.

What's that smell?

Huh?

It's, erm...

- It's coming from you. - What?

- Your face... - What?!

You look like a beetroot.

I'm glad you find it so funny.

- I don't. - What am I going to tell mam?

You tell her that you were saving her

from being corrupted by capitalists.

She'll still want to know what I've done to my face.

This is your badge of honour man,

a testament of your bravery.

Is it?

This is just the beginning Daf.

We've got a lot of work to do tonight.

Come on.

- Come on. - Alright.

I had no choice about Owen you know.

You're sure there's no way that he can carry on working?

Until I get the blood test results

I wouldn't want to take the risk.

Dan's beside himself.

I'll go and see Owen tomorrow.

Have a chat.

Maybe there's another way.

- What other way? - I don't know,

but I'm sure that Dan leaving school

isn't the answer to Owen's problems.

So much for my special occasion.

[knock at the door]

You'd better answer it. It might be Dan.

Don't you think we've done enough for tonight?

We're not giving up now. [laughs]

Sorry, but your face... [laughs]

Hilarious.

- Where are you going? - Come on.

[Prem] Kamini.

- We have a visitor. - [Kamini] Robert.

I hope I haven't arrived at a bad time.

No, not at all.

These are for you.

Thank you, they're lovely.

Dr. Sharma. We did get off to a bad start.

I thought this might make amends.

I hear you might be partial to the stuff?

[laughs] Thank you, please sit.

I'll get some glasses.

I bet that's where they keep the explosives.

- Right. - Only one way to find out.

Where are you going? Aled!

Stay there. Stay there.

Have you or your wife had a chance to

- discuss our leaflets yet? - Leaflets?

I was passing the village hall earlier today and

Basil gave me some leaflets to show you.

I would really appreciate your opinion

on the plans for the health centre.

Yes of course.

And, I don't want to jump the gun but,

I will be looking for a new partner.

All the equipment will be state of the art.

We'll have a full time nurse. And here,

we're planning a whole specialist

rehabilitation section.

Well, I must say

it all looks very innovative.

Innovative, yes.

But the primary concern will be with the patient.

I do not want to seem presumptuous

but as a fellow doctor, I know you'll agree,

the patient comes first.

I think we could work very well together.

[whispers] Al...

Al...

[whispers] I got 'em! Eh?

Oy, Oy!

what are you doing?!

Stop!

[laughing]

[phone rings]

Basil Thomas.

Yes,

[clears throat]

Yes,

Everything's under control.

Not, but that was never going to happen

overnight now was it?

Mr. Graham?

He's the inspector who advises the board on closures.

He's in my pocket.

I'm confident we'll have the results

we want by the end of the week.

You don't need to remind me.

No.

I'm perfectly aware of the consequences thank you.

[phone line dies]

So this is my chance to give something back,

to make a real difference to local people's lives.

Yes, yes, it's certainly something we could discuss.

And, of course, we need someone to run the place.

And I believe my brother has already mentioned that -

Well that sounds very exciting.

Well, you've certainly given us a lot to sleep on, and

if you don't mind, I think that's where I'm heading.

Of course, yes.

Sorry I do get a bit...

Well, thank you doctor.

I'll leave those with you,

and we can have a chat about it in the week?

Of course.

I'll see myself out.

Good bye.

- Well, that was interesting. - Hmmm.

So, will you really think about what he said?

- Of course I will. - Good.

Why don't you go to bed, and I'll go and get changed,

and then I have something to discuss with you.

Really?

That is if you can still talk after all that whisky.

Don't be too long.

Looks like we're on a home run with the people of Trefelin.

Shouldn't be long before they're all signed up.

Drink?

Yes, yes. Thanks.

You have got good news for me, haven't you?

They still haven't come to a decision.

You mean,

- you haven't got the mine? - No. But I'm sure

with a bit more cash, they'll be more than willing -

There is no more 'cash' you idiot,

and my people aren't going to wait.

What people?

The sort of people who take great pleasure in

destroying anyone who wastes their time.

You can't close down a mine just like that.

It's not a big problem really?

Projects like this, there are always delays, aren't there?

A new town isn't going to happen overnight, is it?

It's not that simple.

What do you mean?

You've got yourself involved in something

far greater than your little mind can ever imagine.

Trust me, Mr. Graham.

One way or another you'll close that mine,

or your life won't be worth living.

Get out!

[door closes]

[drunk] Well, hello you beautiful piece of lovely thing.

[laughs] Are you alright?

[Prem] Never better. Come, come.

[kissing]

Hmmmm.

So, what did you want to talk to me about?

Well, I saw Basil today,

and he was telling me about these wonderful new opportunities

in the new town.

And he said...

[snoring]

Prem?

Prem?

[snoring]

[sighs]

I'll do my best to make it look like an accident of course -

but I still can't guarantee

it won't look like sabotage.

[Emlyn] This is one of the biggest houses.

- I thought you'd be pleased. - Pleased?!

But this is the future, Megan.

Yours and mine!

[Owen] Do you have some sort of... miracle pills?

They're not exactly a cure for everything.

Let me try them at least.

Of course, your mother had to be involved!

This has her meddling fingerprints all over it.

It's the colliery, Prem.

[Emlyn] Owen's collapsed.

[Graham] It's all set.

- So that would make it? - Eight o'clock.

Stop the load, boys. C'mon.

Boys! Closing time!