All language subtitles for Keeping.Faith.S03E03.

Any possible benefit. Conservative
treatment is the way forward.

Have they thoroughly explained
the risks to you?

It mightn't work at all.

It could even make things worse.

Are you trying to fire me, Mike?

I've asked Cerys to continue with
the hearing tomorrow.

Well, maybe we should talk about
this in the morning.

I could let the police know
someone else did the job,

but I might need
something in return.

Why have you been telling lies
all these years?

Don't talk to me about lies, Evan.

I want to see my grandchildren.

I don't want my children to meet
you, you mean nothing to them.

That's not your office, Faith.

I know about you and Gael, Faithie.

Got enough to put you away.

Dad! Dad!

Dad, what's happening? Dad!

What's happening?

It's all right, it's all right.
Just a spasm, that's all.

I'll go and get Karen.

Professor Stuart Owens,
husband of esteemed Judge Owens.

Involved in controversial
medical ethics row.

What you doing?

Let me see you.

Right, guys, listen up.

Me and your dad, we're going
to try mediation again today.

Try and sort things out a bit.

So...

...I need us to be a team... Mm?

Alys?

A team, Team Howells. OK? Yes!

OK. Will we have to move?

No, no, no, no. Your dad's promised
that, erm...

...we can stay here until you're
all grown up.

Then what? Then what?

Megs, we'll just wait and see,
OK, darling?

I don't want to move,
I like it here.

It's just a house.
Team Howells!

Who were you talking to last night?

Mike Taylor, he's a client.

Odd time to come around. I know!

He came round to sack me.

The kid in hospital's dad.

Yeah, his name is Osian.

Yeah.

Favourite's coming up.

Are you ready?

That's disgusting.

I could never have kids.

Hey... Don't listen.

I think you're beautiful.

Hello.

Well, this is a nice surprise.

Can't remember the last time
I was invited out for breakfast.

I've already ordered. The salmon
and eggs, is that OK? Lovely.

Thanks.

I wanted to talk about Faith.

I'm really worried about her, Lisa.

I'm just thinking if I can
understand what's going on maybe

I can... help her to face things.

Well, she's...

...she's not yours any more,
is she, Evan?

No.

What do you know about her mum?

Nothing.

And she's, erm, seeing
Steve Baldini now? This is...

This is unfair, Evan.

I'm not going there, all right?
No way.

I can't bear to lose her.
You lost her years ago, Evan.

Don't you remember all the things
you've done to her?

Excuse me, I've got to go.

That's a shame, too.

Looks delicious.

Right, I'm in a rush.

They are breaking up
the gym on Monday.

Williams is trying to blame
me for it.

Yeah, I know, you've told me.

Will you back me up on it?

Any reason I should?

I owed your mother
a couple of favours.

Oh, this day's just...

...getting better and better.

She made me do the job for her.

Collection.

Made you? Hm.

Caught me at a bad time,
I was broke.

I need to keep a home for Angie.

Steve?

Just...

...stay away from her.

Please, Steve.

Urgh.

Rose?

Rose?

Steve!

Rose, what's wrong? Argh!

Is it your chest?

It's... Pacemaker playing up.

It will right itself in a minute...

Argh! Jesus, what was that?

Jump start.

Can you believe it?
It's like bloody Lazarus.

Come on, we need to get
you some help.

I've got another job for you, Steve.

Yeah, well, that's going
to have to wait.

There's something I need you
to take care of.

Let's keep you above ground first,
shall we? Yeah. Come on.

Come on.

Oh.

OK? Thanks.

Oh, dear.

It's a good thing you were so near.

Yeah, come on.

I've just got to get my coat. OK.
You all right?

Yes, I'm fine now.

OK. Oh, dear.

Comfortable? Sure?

When are you going to stop
being like an old woman?

Here you are, water.

Just get your coat, I'll be fine.

I don't have to watch,
it's just a preliminary.

Do I have to make all the decisions
for you? Go on.

You sound like your mother.

Erm, Faith's pretty special,
isn't she?

Yeah...

...she is.

So, do you think she'll win?

Erm...

Look, I decided it's probably best

not to have her speak
for me in court.

You want to send your toughest
wrestler in to fight, don't you?

Cerys will do a good job.

See you later.

It's not that I don't trust Faith.

It's just that she's never been
very open about her family.

We're meant to be talking about
the future, not the past.

Except your mother has chosen this
week to reappear after 25 years.

Nothing to do with me,
as well you know.

You also know that I've told her
to stay away from us.

That doesn't explain
the coincidence, though.

Can we stick to
the practicalities, please?

I want you to have contact
with your children,

but how is it going to work?

You said that you were going to get
a proper job. I am. When? Soon.

Very soon. And a place of my own.

And then,
when you find somebody new,

will you still want to have
the children for the next 15 years

for half the time?
That is a valid consideration.

Yeah, no, it isn't,
because that's not going to happen.

Have the two of you thought about
having a temporary arrangement

until Evan is established
in his own home? Suits me.

Can we have a moment alone, please?

I'll be outside.

It seems to me, Faith,
there's only one way we can

give the kids what they deserve.

I love you. Stop it.

I remember us. Stop it, I said!

Any point in me being here now?

Because I could be helping a
dying child. Don't you remember us?

Here we are. Mm.
All right? Yeah. This futon.

Thanks.

Do you want this? No, no, no.
Mrs Fairchild? Ms. Of course.

And are you her son?
No, I'm just a friend.

Just my friend.

OK, I'll be right back
and we'll start with an ECG.

I suppose I might die.

I always swore I'd rather drown
than be in one of these places.

I'll be outside. Steve...

...the police have been
all over that gym.

You be careful, for both our sakes.

Let's get you comfortable.

There's nothing to worry about.
We go in there,

she talks us through tomorrow,
then we get out of here, OK?

Right, it's all under control.
It's just a pre-trial.

Did you talk to him? Yeah.
He's a mess, all right?

Do you blame him?

Now's not the time, OK? We're on
in three minutes, so... Yeah.

Can I talk to him? No.
No? All right.

Faith, Faith, you care... I get it.

But, please, kid gloves, yeah?

Yeah. I'll see you in the office.

I'm staying. OK, fine. OK, fine.

Here we are, then.

Mr Taylor, this is
an informal meeting in chambers,

and its purpose is simply
for me to set out the way forward

following my chat
with Osian yesterday.

You heard our conversation,

and I'm sure you've read the
Cafcass officer's report carefully.

So

Stupid.

Despite Osian's
undoubted intelligence...

...a layman of whatever age

would struggle to weigh
the complexities of this case.

I therefore propose to spare Osian
the ordeal of giving evidence.

Live evidence at trial
will therefore be confined

to that of Professor Rhys
and the applicant's expert.

Your Ladyship, Mr Taylor
is with Osian around-the-clock.

He has no reason to believe
that answering a few questions

on video link would distress him.

I've given my ruling, Ms Jones.

Given that time is of the essence,

I'm willing to hear this matter
over the weekend.

Are there any objections
to doing this on a Saturday?

No. Good.
Ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

Mike, can I have a word?

The hearing's tomorrow.
They won't be calling on Osian.

Surprise, surprise!
Got the articles you sent me.

So, her late husband was
the paediatrician in that case?

Yeah, well,
she listened to a doctor.

Right, Osian might only be conscious
for another week, Faith.

We haven't got time to fanny about,
all right? We could challenge it.

Aren't you supposed
to be fetching Megan?

Doctor? It's in the diary.

Get it together, Faith.

Come on, Angie. Let's go.

A Progress?

Waste of time. Well,
did you drop your demand for 50-50?

No. Do you think
it might be an idea?

How else are you going
to reach a compromise?

Maybe you should have
this conversation with Faith.

Evan, I'm serious!
Things can't carry on like this.

I've got a few calls to make.

He is so pig-headed!
I could strangle him, honestly.

Maybe you should try and detach,
let him get on with it.

There's nothing I'd like more,
except he brings it all here.

Then maybe it's time.

Time for what?

What are you afraid of, Tom?

That he'll do something stupid?

He's done it before.

And it's holding you hostage.

And everyone else.

No. No, I can't do that.
He's my son.

You're being weak, Tom,
and it's making him worse.

Either you tell him or I will.
What's it to be?

35 definites and 40 maybes.

Jeez, who are all these people? Hey!

Have you seen how many people
are coming?

It's crazy,
what you've started, Alys.

Do you think we'll be on the news?
Probably. Sick! We'll be famous.

We're going to be late for the bus.

That all looks healthy.

Any more headaches? No.

Are you sure? Yes. Arm?

Yeah, still there.

All right, clever clogs.
Get some rest.

All right? How is he?
He's had some more meds.

They'll make him drowsy. You'll
notice him sleeping more. Right.

There'll be a decision tomorrow.

Hey. All right, matey?

Hi.

These drugs are weird.

I keep thinking Mam's here.

Have these anxious feelings
been getting worse?

At home or at school?

School, mostly.

And you feel panicky, sick?

Can you talk to your mum about it?

Sometimes.

Maybe Megs and I should have
a very quick chat by ourselves.

We all know each other.
It's up to you.

OK, babe?

Faith. Julie, listen, I know
that I shouldn't be asking this,

but how do you...

...how do you feel Megs and Alys are
dealing with this divorce situation?

You know that
I can't discuss this with you.

The girls have got the right to
confidentiality like everyone else.

Yeah, it's just that me and Evan,
we keep going round in circles.

You know, and this application
for shared custody,

it's nothing to do with
wanting to be with the kids.

It's to punish me, Julie, OK?

And then that means that
they're getting hurt, so...

I'll have to stop you there, Faith.

I've had a new communication
from Evan today

that we'll have to discuss.

It could have serious bearing
on matters.

Are you enjoying this?
See you tomorrow.

Quickly! Alys, come on.
We'll find them. Hurry up!

That goes into our rivers.

Come on.

It's hard to talk about these things
sometimes, isn't it?

It's best if we can, though. Hmm?

Do you want to tell me what it is
you can't tell your mum?

I'm worried about her.

Why's that, love?

Sometimes, at night, I hear her cry.

She always pretends
like everything's OK.

And I know my dad has done
some bad stuff when I was little.

And how does that make you feel?

Do you want a tissue? No.

Shut it down! Shut it down!

Shut it down! Shut it down!
Shut it down!

Get back! Get off my land!

Shut it down! Shut it down!

Lewis! Lewis, what are you doing?

Lewis!

Alys, come on!

Megan and I had a chat,

and I really think she could do with
a few sessions with a counselor.

We have a great one here.

OK.

I think you could benefit, too.

Really? I'm recommending
family therapy

for you, Megan and,
ideally, Alys, too.

I'll let the school know it's all
in hand so it's on the file.

I'll book you in
for next week, then?

Shall I? Mm-hm.

Shit.

Are you sure it's OK?
Mm-hm. No problem at all.

There she is!

About your settlement...
Realistically,

the judge isn't going
to give Evan joint custody,

and he must know that,
so it must be about money.

If only! Hmm? He wants me back.

Yes, I know. I know.

Sometimes, I think...

I don't think he's all there, Tom.

Another breakdown?
Well, you know him as well as me.

Anyway, tell me about Judge Owens.
You're a friend of hers.

Did she ever have kids?

Erm, I think they lost
a child very young.

Didn't have another. Right.

Right. What about her late husband?
Stuart?

Ah, he didn't take many prisoners.
Cast a long shadow?

Mm. Oh, yes, indeed.

Right... Thank you.

Who would like an ice cream?

Yes! Tom, just the one.

Just the one, just the one,
just the one!

Goodbye, sweetheart. Love you.

If it helps,
he'll be doing a lot more sleeping.

He's not in any pain.
I know what dying looks like.

I watched my wife. It's peaceful...

...till it isn't.

I'm going for a coffee.
Do you want to come? No, thank you.

Look...

...if he has this surgery...

...if he gets through, but...

...he's damaged...

...how bad?

He could be paralyzed
to varying degrees.

Worst case...
On a ventilator unconscious.

Worst for who?
There's no right answer, Mike.

I'm around if you need me.

What did they say?
It seems you may have saved my life.

Faulty pacemaker
doing its best to kill me.

I've been reprogrammed.
Told you to take it easy, did they?

Yeah, and I told them
I'd rather be dead!

She has a client in the hospital...
A kid with cancer.

My daughter talks to Alys.

You're in love with her, aren't you?

Course you are. She's magnetic.

I'm going to catch a cab. You're
going to do that job I gave you.

Rose, I agreed to do one collection.

And somewhere in this hospital,
there's an innocent girl in a coma.

Mind how you go. Mm-hm.

Hey. Someone's
brought you a present.

Oh, I was asleep.

"To Osian,
hope you're allowed these.

"All my love, Faith."

Are you still glad you sacked her?

Faith's on her way.
Doesn't sound too chuffed.

You've got my kid... Angie Baldini.

Listen, pal, I don't think
Alys and Angie are good news

for each other at the moment.

Maybe we should consider
keeping them apart for a bit.

Yeah, when my mam dies,
I'll give you a job, OK?

Have you still got a mam? No.
Door's open. Come round. OK.

What is this? A joke?
Farm worker got a kicking.

Yeah, they're just two young girls.
They seem to be trouble together,

like their parents.

They're in here.

I'll be back in a minute.

Are you pleased with yourselves?

It was nothing to do with us.

No school, no exams, no job...
Is that what you want?

Huh?!

A dead-end life cos of
some stupid bloody protest?

It wasn't stupid.
Shut up, Alys, and listen to me!

Your family's in enough of a mess
without you adding to it.

Dad, please.

You're idiots, both of you.

What have they done now?

Demo got out of hand.
Rent-a-mob turned up.

They're not being charged.

Faith, your mam's sick.
It's her heart.

Mrs Howells, can I have a word?

Would you mind telling me where
you were late on Monday evening?

Home. Alone?

Kids were there. And Steve.

How long was he with you exactly?

Erm, around nine-ish
till early next morning.

I'm her father. I'm entitled
to see her. And I'm a lawyer.

Evan, come on,
give the guy a break. Come on.

You, my friend, are going to be
in a lot of trouble.

Evan, we'll have a chat. Sit down.
Come on, Evan. OK, Arthur.

Alys.

What happened? She's been cautioned.
What for? What did they say?

Did you know she was doing this?

Alys, you're coming with me.

You can drop her stuff round later.
Did I encourage our child... Stop.

...to break the law?! Stop!
You... Alys! Alys! You, Evan...

That is it, you are not having Megs
and Rhodri this weekend. That is it.

Oh, yeah? On whose advice? Steve's?

You know what, Faith?
You can drop the 50-50.

You're not fit to look after them.

I want sole custody.

I wish you HAD drowned.

He's bluffing. Babes,
he wouldn't go through with it.

Can you just please let me talk
to him? No, there's no point.

It'd do no good.

I'll go.

Tom. Faith about?

Hello! Hello, everyone!

Hello! Hiya!

Hey, erm, Megs, have a look
at this, right? Come here.

I saw this on YouTube. It's a parrot
that does sums. It's hilarious.

Drink? No. No, thanks. No.

I heard about Alys. She is
a teenager. Yes, I know. I know.

And Evan understands that, too.

Last thing he wants is
to make things harder than they are.

Are you still doing
his dirty work for him, Tom?

You will never learn.

Why don't I take these two
over to Marion's,

get things back to normal?

I'll get their stuff.

What have we got here, then?

Look at this.
Hey, is that an Action Man?

Wow! Your daddy had
one of these. Look.

Oh, babes, you can't stay out here.
It's freezing, mun.

Listen, I'm going to have
to head off, all right?

I've... I've got a meeting.

Well, actually, it's, erm... It's...

Yeah, it's a WI meeting. WI? Yeah.

Yeah, my neighbour,
you know, Mrs, erm, Thing.

Mrs Thing. Mm-hm.

Well, send Mrs Thing my love.

Yeah, I will. I will. Yeah.

See you, babes. Bye, babe.

Just going to fill
the generator, OK? OK.

Shit! Oh, God!

Faith.

Sorry. I didn't know it was you.

Do you want to come in? Erm...

How long have you known Rose?
12 years.

I did a job for her
and it just became a regular thing.

And you knew that she was my mother?

Erm, not till
after Evan was in prison.

She mentioned him
and I began to wonder.

And you still didn't
say anything to me?

I thought you must have
your reasons.

I had no idea what went on
between the two of you.

It's in the past
and it's staying there, OK? Mm-hm.

Faith, I need you to know that,
ever since I met you at court,

and you believed in me...

...there's not been a day,
not an hour go by...

I told Williams
you were with me until dawn.

Thank you.

Dad! Yeah?

Oh!

Yeah? Yeah, yeah, yeah, Cerys.
What is it?

Mike just called.

Oh, no. Please, no.

He wants you back
on the case, Faith.

Exceptional weekend hearing.

Don't tell me you're hungover.
just my luck.

Get off!

Are you with a man? Yes. Yes, I am.

So, what am I going to tell him?
Are you in?

Yeah, of course. Yeah.
Right, get your arse in gear.

See you at court.
I'll bring breakfast.

Ooh!

So, Mike, we've got our witness
Professor Wynn coming in.

She'll tell it as it is.
Faith, erm...

...Osian says thanks for the card.
He, erm...

He hasn't had many.
Most people don't know what to say.

That's never been her problem.
Let's go.

Yes, numbers show something like
a 1% or 2% chance of success

in an advanced case such as this,

but if the alternative is death,
it's worth having.

So, Professor Wynn, the decision
whether to take the risk

is almost a matter of conscience
for the individual surgeon? Yes.

Put bluntly, is the prospect
of killing a patient

on the operating table
something some surgeons

handle better than others?
Undoubtedly.

And from your experience
of working with Professor Rhys,

where would you place him
on the scale of risk-takers?

At the high end of cautious.

Thank you.

Do we have to? Oh, come on, Alys.
We're having fun.

I'm not having fun.

Thanks, Megs. Just there. Good girl.

Hello, Mr Neale?

Hello, it's Tom Howells here.

I was just wondering
whether we could have a word

about your right of way.

Maybe we could discuss
re-routing it.

Hey. Dad!

Yes. No, Mansell Homes
wouldn't pay that. No.

Why don't we discuss it
further on Monday?

Hello?

Come on.
Got your favourite sausages.

Ooh, good, good, good, good!
Come on, then, kids. Give me a hand.

Ooh, someone's taking after
her grandmother.

Tell me about it. Where's Rhodri?

Oh, at home cooking with Mamgu.
Aw, that's nice.

Hey, what's that? Looks good.

The tumour is now pressing hard
against the brainstem.

We would have to enter
through the soft palate

at the back of the mouth
with a gamma knife.

The damage caused
involved in removing it

would be somewhere between
catastrophic and terminal.

What is the very best outcome
you could envisage?

Major paralysis,
sensory and cognitive loss.

He wouldn't be the same person.
Thank you.

Professor,
would it be fair to say that,

even if surgery were a success,

Osian's inevitable death
would be far more unpleasant

than that which
he would experience otherwise?

Yes, without doubt.

Thank you. Ms Jones?

Let me take this.

Professor Rhys,
are tumours such as this

sometimes operated upon
successfully?

Extremely rarely.

And is that a reason not to try?

Doctors swear an oath to do no harm.

Operating would do
far more harm than good.

But Osian wants the operation.

I've already ruled on that issue,
Mrs Howells.

Osian's opinion is not evidence.

Well, let's suppose
that the surgery went badly.

What would be the consequences
for the hospital?

That's not a relevant consideration.

You don't take into consideration
the potential cost

of keeping somebody alive
for months, maybe years,

you know, on a ventilator?
Absolutely not.

Well, please allow me
to quote to you from a 2015 paper

you co-authored with Her Ladyship's
late husband, amongst others.

"When assessing the viability
of preterm infants,

"many factors,
including available physical

"and financial resources,
must be considered."

Professor Rhys?

Unfortunately,
Osian's tumour will kill him.

There is nothing I can do
to prevent that.

Will that be all, Mrs Howells?

Then we will rise
for a brief adjournment

before I hear final submissions.

Brevity would be appreciated.

All rise!

Have you had any more thoughts
since we last spoke?

You know, about Faith?

I know she doesn't have
any respect for me.

I don't blame her.
I don't even have a place of my own.

Ah, you'll sort that out soon,
I'm sure.

I was hoping you might be able
to help me, actually.

Just a small loan towards a deposit.

I'm going for a walk.
OK. Don't be long.

Food's nearly ready, all right?
Have you got your phone with you?

No, I threw it in the sea. Sorry.

All this isn't helping her either.
Poor dab.

A loan on top of everything else?
I'll pay you back. What with?

I'll put some more
land deals together.

I've got some good leads.

Really good.

No.

There's no kind way of saying this,
but it's kindly meant.

You need to find your own way now.

I want you to leave Howells...

...and get a position somewhere else.
Where?

Who's going to employ a man
who's been to jail?

It's for the best for all of us.

You know what she'll do, don't you?

She'll shack up with him... Baldini.

I will not let my kids
be brought up by that man.

Please, Evan, try and be rational.

If you want me out, fine, I'll go.

Look after Megs for me, will you?

Don't burn the sausages.

I have tried hard to find any basis

other than unfounded hope

on which to support
the applicant's request.

I cannot.

I therefore find that
Osian's welfare is best served

by his medical team here,

managing his condition
as best they can

by any other means
at their disposal.

Please be assured, Mrs Howells,
there is nothing you could have said

that would have
persuaded me otherwise.

No order as to costs.

All rise!

Look, Mike, Professor Wynn thinks
we've got grounds for an appeal, OK?

We can get an emergency application.
Can I speak to Osian?

Please, I can explain. It's over.

Who's that, Dad?

It's probably someone about a bike.

Put the kettle on, love.

Evan.

How's Alys? Told you
I gave her an earful, did she?

I told you to stay away from Faith.

She's a free woman.
She can do what she likes.

You've been sleeping with her,
haven't you?

Have you got a problem with that?
You...!

Arrghg

Arrghg

Go home, Evan. She's gone.

Deal with it.

How long has she been gone?
A few hours or so.

I thought she was with Evan.

God's sake, Tom! Erm, have you tried
calling her? It goes to voicemail.

Where did Evan go? I don't know.

Right, we'll...

Stay where you are,
keep your phone on,

and I'll go and have a look
for her, right?

Yes. Bye-bye.

Shit, shit, bollocks, shit!

Not today. Not today.

You're Alys, aren't you?

My name's Rose.

I'm your grandmother.