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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.

[Sian] A girl likes to be wooed.

Wow do you... woo?

That, Ceri, is for you to find out.

Of course, your mother had to be involved.

This has her meddling fingerprints all over it.

Mummy said 'be loving and sweet, maybe he'll listen'

but I knew that was never going to work.

It's the colliery, Prem. Owen's collapsed.

[Graham] It's all set.

So that would make it?

Eight o'clock.

C'mon boys, c'mon. Closing time!

It's done...

excellent...

good work.

[knock at the door]

Prem?

[knocking continues]

[knock at the door]

It must be nice to be a lady of leisure.

I overslept.

Could kindly tell Dr. Sharma

if it's not too much trouble for him to get out of bed,

there's a patient here to see him.

Dr. Sharma's not here. Owen Griffiths was taken ill

at the mine last night.

You'll have to tell her.

[nearby coughing]

Things are coming along.

By the end of the day,

most of the village should have signed up.

I need to talk to you about Megan.

- She's very upset. - Oh?

She wants her house deeds back.

Her husband signed, and a deal is a deal.

Robert.

No new town means no new surgery. No new surgery.

What good is a new surgery without patients?

I need Megan to agree to join my practise.

If she does, we'll get the rest of the village in no time.

I need patients.

I need deeds.

Alright.

Ask her to wait one week.

And if she's still not happy, I'll review the situation.

And she can have the deeds back?

Yes, she can have them back.

- Good enough? - I thought I might invite her

to go for a ride in the car today, actually...

Megan and our policeman will need a house each at this rate!

[Kamini] Dr. Sharma's not here.

When will he be back?

I really don't know.

It's an emergency.

If you want to wait, Mrs. Daniels will look after you.

Oh! Don't bother me.

I'm up to my eyes.

Where is Dr. Sharma, anyway?

Sulking, I expect.

Hello? This is Mrs. Sharma, Dr. Sharma's wife.

He came to the mine to treat Owen Griffiths last night...

I just wanted to ask, do you know how Mr. Griffiths was...

I see, thank you.

[muffled shouting and banging]

[banging]

Look at you...

- Are you alright? - Yes, I'm alright.

I stayed out at the den.

Dad was getting on my nerves.

Have you seen your father today?

Haven't been home yet.

Go and get yourself cleaned up.

I'll make you some breakfast.

What have you done to your face...?

I'm camouflaging my injuries so as not to arouse suspicion.

Good idea, Daf. Don't want to attract attention to yourself.

Well, well. If it isn't Trefelin's very own terrorist threat.

I'm sure Sergeant Dawkins will be wanting a word with you about all of this nonsense.

Don't know what you're talking about.

Circus is in town, is it?

Only I heard they were looking for a couple of clowns...

Come the revolution...

Ignore him.

C'mon, I'll buy you a pint...

Stop fiddling with it, mun!

It's agony, mun. I think it's infected.

I'm going to go see Dr. Sharma.

Alright, just don't tell him anything.

I am nothing if not discreet.

[Aled] See you in the pub...

Aye...

Dan, you shouldn't stay out all night.

It was fun.

Your father will be worried.

He probably didn't even notice.

Dan...

- I need to talk to you. - [Mrs. Daniels] Mrs. Sharma,

could you come down? It's rather urgent...

When you've finished your breakfast, go home.

- [Mrs. Daniels] Mrs. Sharma! - Your father needs you.

[Mrs. Daniels] Mrs. Sharma! Your assistance is required...

[Mrs. Daniels] She's been giving me an earful

and I simply haven't got time for it.

I've got awful bad toothache, Mrs. Sharma.

Will the doctor be back soon?

I really don't know.

Can you do something then?

I'm not a doctor. I can't prescribe medicine.

- Thanks Mrs. Sharma! - If you see Prem,

tell him he has a patient--

The chapel's booked for 12 o'clock...

please...

I think I have some clove oil somewhere.

[banging]

Stop that, you'll bring the whole lot down.

Calm down, Emlyn.

You're a police officer, for goodness sake.

We've got to get out of here!

Sit down!

Take deep breaths.

Someone will have heard the explosion

and they'll know how to get us out safely.

How is he?

His breathing's a bit shallow but I've given him a sedative,

so he should sleep for a while.

So, what do we do now, just sit here is it?

Yes. That's exactly what we do...

[Sian] Oh hello, is that the Littlewoods Pools?

This is Ceri Joseff's next of kin here...

Yes, his sister.

You wouldn't know it if you saw us together.

Oh, yes, the thing is

we're having a family meeting tonight and Ceri,

that's my brother, asked me to find out how much...

Oh you can't, can you?...

No, I understand...

Well could you just let me know how much

the jackpot actually is, please?

You alright, Sian?

Oh, uh, yes...

I was just, uh...

hot, isn't it...

What can I get you?

Twenty gold flake, and a box of matches please.

How's business?

Yes, pretty good.

We're almost set to go...

Can I ask you something...

I love my new house. I really do.

But say, I unexpectedly

came by a lot of money,

say ten thousand pounds?

I'd want to know your secret.

Say, I won it or something.

Could I, just between you and me,

give it to you?

Oh, how very generous of you?

- I mean... - Ah,

you'd like something in return...

A big house, with a garden and carpets

and a kitchen like in Good Housekeeping.

Certainly, I'll look into that for you...

Are we talking, ten thousand cash?

Oh no, I was just wondering...

- Thank you... - Good bye, Sian!

[door closes]

[Kamini] Hold it down. Let it soak in.

How is that?

- A bit better. - Good.

Now you can enjoy your wedding day.

[Julie] Yes, Mrs. Sharma.

- I'm sorry, the Doctor is not-- - You'll get yourself arrested

walking round like that.

Why? I haven't done nothing!

You look tough.

Go away, you silly boy. Shoo.

- It's awful itchy... - How on earth

did you get a burn like that?

Scientific experiment.

Went a bit wrong.

Well, it looks quite serious, you're going to have to see the doctor.

Please... Mrs. Sharma, I just need something for the itching...

I can't prescribe any medicine...

Please, Mrs. Sharma. Anything, Mrs. Sharma. Please.

I'll give you something Mummy used to used,

but only until Dr. Sharma can change it properly...

Oh, thank you, thank you.

I hope those weeds aren't for me.

These? No no...

They're for the chickens.

Very nutritional.

I thought, for a moment, it was your attempt at wooing!

No, no no...

Are you reading anything interesting?

Fancy having a garden like that.

Oh, now that's what I call an arch, and a rocker.

Fancy having a bar in your own home!

Yes, I'd better dash, I got to see a man about a...

But I thought you were here to ask me on a date?

Of course! I knew there was something...

Because I've got some rather special news for you.

But you'll have to take me somewhere rather special

so I can tell you.

Of course... of course,

I've got just the... I've got just the thing.

I'll be back to pick you up in an hour.

Lovely!

[shop bell tinkles]

[Megan] That'll be two shillings and sixpence

and the deeds to my house please.

[laughs] Here's your money.

My brother has news for you on the other issue.

- Shw mai, bois. - Shw mai, Ceri.

Oh, you shouldn't have.

What? Oh!

The usual?

Make that a pint of Dutch courage, please, Megan.

Special occasion, is it?

[sighs]

He's got a way with the ladies, that one.

Can't say I've noticed.

Some men, well, just have it, the rest of us...

How the hell did Emlyn get you, eh?

Sorry, bach.

I'm not the best person to ask

for romantic advice at the moment.

Trwbwl ym mharadwys, Megan?

[Basil] And... there it is, you are soon to be

the owner of a brand new home.

Oh, thank you...

Ah! Don't forget this beautiful new handbag.

Alright, congratulations.

- Thank you, Mr. Thomas. - Not at all...

Mr. Thomas, can I have a word, please?

You certainly can, Mr. Joseph.

Please, sit down.

So, you've finally decided to come round to it, have you?

Well, I can't be single forever, can I?

No, you certainly cannot.

And once you're the owner of a brand new home

with all the mod cons, you'll be fighting the ladies off.

I don't know what a new house has to do with it.

Oh, well, the farm needs a lick of paint, I admit that...

Mr. Joseph. I am offering you

a brand-new home with central heating, hot water, wall-to-wall carpets.

- Now, all I need in exchange-- - Wall to wall?

No, I just want to ask you to know how to,

woo a lady.

Woo?

Woo!

Woo who?

[whispers] Can you keep a secret?

Fancy a lift?

You had something to tell me.

Not here.

Okay then.

You can drop me off at the police station then.

Thank you...

[coughing]

[faint voices]

What's that?

Someone's coming!

Help! Help!

We're in here! Help!

HELP! We're in here! We're going to get out!

[Emlyn] Help!

Mine's closed for maintenance.

But I heard voices...

They'll be checking the winding machine.

Won't they see all this then?

No, they're in the Red Seam.

They'll be heading back this way later.

Couple of hours maybe.

Couple of hours!

Do we have enough air?

They'll be back before we run out.

Owen knows what he's talking about.

Sit. Conserve your energy.

He'll probably out chasing criminals

or some other urgent police business.

Come for a spin.

Just half an hour.

He won't mind.

I don't suppose he will.

Not now.

Natural Medicine.

Future.

Imagine, you bring her in through the front door.

She slips off her shoes, feels the soft,

wall-to-wall carpet underneath her feet,

you flick a switch and on comes the central heating...

Hold the boat now, right.

That's all well and good,

but she wants me to take her on a date today.

I'm getting there, I'm getting there...

you tell her you are moving out of that

dilapidated old farm house

and into a modern town house.

Oh, I'm a farmer. Where would I keep my chickens?

Mr. Joseph, these houses...

Mr. Thomas, I will happily discuss this

on another occasion.

But now, right now,

I want to know how to woo a lady.

Well, [clears throat] as I said,

Sian loves glamour.

She yearns for the movie star lifestyle.

Make her believe you'll do something for her that nobody else will.

And in my opinion, a little alcohol never hurt either.

Good, good, good, good...

Well, thanks for your time, Mr. Thomas.

About that house, I'm sure we could accommodate those chickens!

Chickens, my friend? Chickens are the very last thing on my mind right now.

[chuckles]

- Have you seen my dad? - Sorry, boy! I'm on a mission!

Mr. Thomas? My dad made a mistake.

We don't want that new house.

Daniel, I'm afraid your father signed

a legally binding contract.

You might be a little young to understand what that means...

I know what it means and I know my dad made a mistake.

Tough.

Now run along like a good little boy,

before I throw you out.

[wheezing]

[coughing]

[Prem] How far underground are we?

[Owen] Only about 100 foot.

Follow the seam that way

and you're right below the surgery...

So the police station must be...

That way...

How am I doing?

Really well, Owen, really well.

I don't know how you can stand it,

stuck down here day after day, all on your own.

You're not though...

that's the thing.

[breathless] You have your brothers with you.

Comradeship,

that's the key to survival.

It's a closeness that you don't find anywhere else.

My father, and his father

both worked down here, so I followed them down here too.

Didn't ever want to do anything else.

My father was a civil servant,

in the Health Department in Ambala,

four five hours from Delhi.

[grunts]

But I didn't want to file papers for the rest of my life.

I wanted to be like the young men who came round for dinner.

Talking about making life and death decisions.

Making a difference,

so I became a doctor.

I always wanted to be a movie star.

[both snicker]

[Elwyn] Hey, hey, hey...

I had the talent for it.

I won first prize for recitation at the school Eisteddfod.

[both laugh]

What I really wanted was to be

like Humphrey Bogard, Clark Gable,

Mickey Rooney.

[laughter]

I'm sorry Emlyn, it was just that was really unexpected.

That was everybody's reaction.

'Oh! You'll never make it to Hollywood: you're Welsh.'

Then Richard Burton only went and did it.

That could have been me, enjoying the life of riley,

travelling the world, drinking champagne...

Married to Elizabeth Taylor, you lucky devil.

Yes,

although, Megan is much better. Isn't she, Emlyn?

Isn't she, Emlyn?

I bet Liz Taylor wouldn't say no to central heating and an inside toilet!

[Owen chuckles]

Owen...

Oh, mam fach. Sian.

You are a vision of loveliness.

What took you so long? I thought you'd stood me up.

Attending to detail, my dear.

I'm taking you to the pictures.

Ooh! What are we going to see?

'1,000,000 years BC'...

With Rachel Whatsername?

Gallivanting around in next to nothing?

- Yes. - I'm not watching that.

- It's disgusting. - Yes, it is, isn't it, yes.

What about 'Who's afraid of Virginia Wolf'...

with that Welsh boy Richard Burton in it?

We're a bit old for fairytales, aren't we?

I want a bit of romance.

Got it! The Good, and The Bad and The Ugly?

Is that romantic?

- Very. - That's the one then.

But before we go, you'd better sit down...

We have no time to waste, my dear.

It'll take a bit of time to get to Ponty.

My queen... Your chariot awaits.

And I've made some home-made apple juice

just in case we get thirsty on the way.

[Sian giggles]

It's a bit strong for apple juice... Ceri.

I've got something to tell you.

What?

You've won the pools.

I spoke to them this morning. You're rich...

I am? How rich?

Ten thousand pounds.

Aren't you pleased?

- I'm not rich, Sian... - What do you mean?

We are rich, my little cherub!

What's mine is yours, my little flower of the forest.

- Oh, Ceri... - Oh, Sian...

To you and me!

And our wildest dreams!

[both laugh]

On you go, my little cherub...

Leg up, leg up...

[Sian squeals with delight]

Hold tight now. Let's go to see...

The Good... The Bad... and The Ugly.

[both laugh]

[Ceri] Here we go then, cherie! Let's go!

Whooohoo!

[Ceri yells]

[Robert] In a week's time you might have changed your mind anyway.

[Megan] Why does everyone think they know what I want!

If you still want to live in your old house,

you can have the deeds back.

Basil gave his word.

And I'm supposed to trust the word of the boy

who used to pull my hair and put frogs in my shoes?

[chuckles]

He used to force Emlyn to eat mud.

Basil didn't have the best time growing up.

Father was harder on him than he was on me.

He expected more of him, I suppose.

I'll fetch my violin.

I know he seems hard but

he's always been there for me.

In London well,

It's a long story. But I went to hell and back.

Basil,

he was there for me.

Come on.

I want to show you something.

[Kamini] Mrs. Daniels, I'm just going to...

Julie?

I've got a bellyache.

[Kamini] Don't you want to get married?

I'm just worried I'll mess it up.

Here she goes again, the runaway bride.

She's had more engagement rings than I've had hot dinners, this one.

I think everyone feels that way.

- Did you? - Of course.

But you didn't mess it up...

Girls these days listen to too many of those pop songs.

Marriage is about getting a roof over your head.

Mrs. Daniels... I never imagined you'd be such a romantic.

Of course I messed it up.

Everyone messes it up.

I mess it up all the time.

We both do.

So what's the point?

The point is we want different things,

we have hard times, but...

we're a team, we work through it together.

He's a part of me.

I can't imagine my life without him.

Lle it wedi bod?

We thought you'd done a runner again.

Is there going to be a wedding today or not?

Well?

Mrs. Sharma,

can I use your flat to finish getting ready?

Of course...

I envy you.

Me, the Trefelin landlady...

Exactly.

I never wanted to be a doctor.

I did it just to please father.

I'd have been so much happier doing something simple.

Simple?

I mean... you belong here,

I've always felt so...

disconnected.

Everybody thinks the grass is always greener

on the other side of the fence.

I think I'm guilty of that...

Look.

[Megan] Fancy that.

Such a long time ago...

Penny for them.

I was just thinking what you said about me.

Belonging.

Let's get back.

I've got a few things I need to sort out.

I've just got one more thing I wanted to show you.

Alright then.

Ti'n edrych yn bert.

[Kamini] Wait...

Something borrowed...

Something blue.

You look beautiful.

Thank you, Mrs. Sharma.

[Kamini laughs]

[Julie's dad] Come on, bach.

Have a wonderful day.

I'll give it six months before she's back with

ingrowing toenails.

- Dan. Is your father alright? - Don't know.

You haven't you been home? He's not there.

The pub... I went there.

- Nobody's seen him. - And Prem?

Nobody's seen him, either.

Mrs. Daniels, could you call the police station

and ask for Emlyn, please?

Dan, I need to talk to you.

Your father was taken ill at the mine yesterday.

I didn't want to upset you before I knew what was wrong.

I'm not a little kid anymore!

- I'm sorry. - There's no answer.

Try the hospitals.

The County. Blaenavon...

It'll be alright, Dan.

You don't know that!

Almost 300 lost in Cilfynnydd last century.

And in 1913, four hundred and thirty nine in one explosion

in the Universal in Senghennydd.

I really, really think you should take a rest now.

Sorry, Emlyn.

I want to apologise

for ignoring your advice, Dr. Sharma.

- There's no need... - And you can apologise

to Dan as well. I've been...

You can tell him whatever you need to tell him

when you see him.

[Owen] I thought the new house would make him happy.

But all he wanted was for me to be a good father.

Save your energy...

This new town's been causing all manner of problems.

Megan doesn't want ours, either.

[Prem] You should try talking to her...

You know, be open, be warm, be honest.

What? Like you and Kamini, is it?

I didn't know where to put myself last night...

That was different, she took a job without telling me.

She said she tried to tell you, but that you wouldn't listen.

- Talk about pots and kettles... - She doesn't need a job.

That why I became a doctor, to support a family.

She's not saying that she needs a job,

she wants one.

That surgery's running like clockwork without you.

She's a well-educated, capable lady, Kamini.

[Owen] You're very lucky to have her.

[loud rumbling]

We're finished.

The maintenance crew will be here soon enough...

- No. Megan and Me! - Don't be ridiculous. Sit down.

- You don't know how it's been. - Calm down, Emlyn...

She won't talk to me, she won't look at me.

This is neither the time or the place.

Run down, you said.

- 'Bit of depression.' - That's right...

0No, Dr. Sharma, WRONG!

I'll tell you what it is, it's me...

You don't know what you're talking about...

She doesn't want to be with me,

that's what's making her sick,

she's sorry she ever married me...

She's not sick, she's having a baby.

- [Megan] The station? - [Robert] Don't you remember?

Fourth of august 1946:

I waited all day. You never came.

My mam would have killed me.

It's not too late, you know...

For what?

For you and me to be together.

what?

What are you doing?

I thought you needed to talk to Emlyn.

I do. Because he thought that giving me a new house

would be a lovely surprise, and I was horrible about it.

Oh.

Oh, this is embarrassing.

Are we still friends?

Don't be daft, of course we are.

Megan and Robbie forever, remember?

But could you take me back to my husband now?

Please?

Why didn't you tell me?

Patient confidentiality...

That went well, didn't it.

Was she going to say anything?

- I'm sure she was... - Bet you had

a right old gossip,

a right old laugh about stupid old Emlyn...

- Don't be silly. - Am I? Am I really?

How many other things has she told you I don't know about?

Stop arguing, the pair of you!

Emlyn, I'm sorry.

You shouldn't have found out this way.

A baby.

Can I hear rain?

You're 100 foot underground, don't be so daft, will you?

And you're quite sure that no one of that name's been admitted

[Mrs. Daniels] Thank you, thank you very much, goodbye.

No record of them at Blaenavon either.

I don't know why you're so worried,

they'll have just escaped for a boys' day out.

Dog racing or something.

Dog racing?

I'll phone Megan.

I do hope this isn't a bad time...

Oh, Mr. Thomas.

First names, remember, Kamini.

I'm afraid my husband isn't here.

Oh, just as well, it was you I wanted to see.

Mrs. Sharma's busy.

I'm really sorry, but this really isn't a good time.

We're trying to locate my husband.

He went to see Dan's father at the mine last night

and it seems nobody's seen them since.

Dr. Sharma went to the mine? Last night?

Yes, with Sergeant Dawkins.

You haven't seen them, have you?

No...

Well...

This clearly isn't a good time, so...

I'll just uh...

Good bye...

We've got a problem, boys.

Whatever caused this collapse

must have caused another one further down.

This gallery is going to be flooded.

But the maintenance boys will be back before long.

We can't wait for them.

How long have we got?

We've got to dig ourselves out. Fast.

Here we are. Home, safe and sound!

Yes.

You made me realise a few things today.

Thank you.

[telephone rings]

[continues ringing]

[ringing tone]

Did you find him?

Megan must be at work,

let's go and ask her.

That's alright, Mrs. Daniels, you don't need to come...

Oh, I'm not coming, I'm going.

- I'm sorry? - Oh, I'm leaving.

The filing now is all in perfect order. My work is done.

But, Mrs. Daniels.

Mrs. Sharma, you and your husband are very lucky to have each other.

Right. Megan's house.

Owen, Sit down! Sit down we're handling it.

We're handling it.

Graham, you idiot! Didn't you check?

Because there were people down there!

Well, you better bloody well get over there and FIND OUT!

Everything alright?

Patience is a virtue, brother.

Why don't you shut up?

Just shut your mouth.

[Owen groans]

Don't worry about that now...

This is the supporting beam.

You hold on to that,

and I'll get rid of some of the stuff.

Megan.

Have you seen Emlyn today?

I was going to ask you that.

Didn't he stay at yours last night? We had a bit of a row...

No, Prem got a call from the mine last night

saying Owen was sick, they both went to treat him.

No one's seen any of them since.

We've tried all the hospitals.

What about the mine?

It's closed for maintenance.

Someone will be there. Come on.

No, Owen...

[Owen] Hang on there. I'm stronger than you are...

[all groan]

We're nearly through, we're nearly through...

[Kamini] Excuse me. Dr. Sharma and Sergeant Dawkins

came here last night to treat Owen Griffiths.

We need to speak to someone who saw them. Can you let us in?

I can't do that without permission, lovely.

Please. it's urgent.

The manager will be back in the morning.

Till then I haven't got the authority to let anyone in.

If you don't let us in Alun, I'll tell my husband that

you refused to assist in an investigation.

Let them in now! That's an order!

[grunts]

Emlyn, go...

Owen, go.

[grunting]

You must come now.

[Owen] Stand back, stand back!

[Graham] Yes,

yes, yes, I understand...

Last night, she said.

No, no-one's seen them...

The lads came up early because there was a flood in Llew seam.

There's nobody down there!

[lift winch starts]

Our offer to exchange your deeds

for a deposit on a brand new house

must end today.

[Emlyn] That tunnel didn't collapse all by itself.

Somebody blew it up.

[Graham] We're in trouble here. Real trouble.

[Basil] Actually, you're the one in trouble.

You being the one who planted that device.

On your say-so!

Keep your mouth shut

and then maybe, just maybe,

I won't throw you to the wolves.

[Prem] Yes, erm, Doctor Robert Thomas...

I'm sorry. What do you mean "he didn't leave", exactly?

What kind of disciplinary matter was it?

No-one's going to believe you weren't a part of this, too, Robert.

You're in this up to your neck as well.

I call it sabotage.

If not murder.