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You're not fit to look after them.

I want sole custody.

You're Alys, aren't you? I'm your grandmother.

The police have been all over that gym.

You be careful.

Lewis! Is that what you want?

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

It wasn't stupid.

Shut up, Alys, and listen to me.

I want you to leave Howells

and get a position somewhere else.

I told Williams you were with me until dawn.

Go home, Evan.

She's gone.

Osian's welfare is best served by his medical team here.

We've got grounds for an appeal, OK? We can get an emergency application.

Please, I can explain. It's over.

This programme contains some strong language

Oh!

Why can't we just spend the weekend in bed, like everyone else?

Can I book you for next weekend? Uh-huh.Yeah.

If this Osian business is sorted, then, yeah, I'm all yours.

I've got to speak to Mike about this appeal.

We're talking six figures here.

It's bloody sell your house time.

They'll try and transfer him to the hospice

as soon as they can, you know that?

Well, I will bark, I will growl, I will snap.

I've got to go. No, you haven't.

I've got to go meet Faith.

Help yourself to coffee.

Yep. Oh!

Be here when I get back.

You agree with the judge, don't you?

I think she came to the best decision, yes.

I didn't like her.

She smelt of garlic.

He can't die at home? His things.

His memories.

I just feel like he'd be closer to his mam that way, and his dog.

Singleton House is a lovely hospice, Mike.

My wife died at Singleton.

It'd be too hard for us.

She forgot her bear.

Someone head-butted you?

It would be wrong of me

not to make you aware that winning an appeal is a long shot,

given how adamant Judge Owens was yesterday.

Hey, Mike. Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Uh, Mike has decided not to go to appeal.

What? Mike? I don't know. I've had a long chat with the Professor.

I'm going to take him home, all right? I justOK, Mike. Listen to me. Listen, listen, listen, listen.

Listen! Now is not the time to give up.

OK? Now is the time Get off! Listen!

Now is the time we go higher.

We go to appeal.

If Osian was my son,

I'd seek out other surgeons who might take him on.

Professor Wyn has given me a list of surgeons worldwide.

And I wouldn't let Judge Owens dictate what happened to MY son.

That's what I would do.

Thank you.

We'll work pro bono.

No charge.

What? No chance - Susan's fundraising.

That's the deal, Mike.

Thank you.

? This wind is cold

? It keeps on blowing strong

? On and on

? Maybe it'll carry me

? And carry me back home

? Rain

? Wash this feeling away

? Cos it keeps on holding on

? Holding on

? Maybe if I keep still then I'll learn how to stay. ?

They said I could get an appeal tomorrow morning.

I had no idea I could get one so quickly.

So, uh, I've got to go straight away to London.

I'll see you back at the house, OK?

Will you help me pack?

Yeah, yeah, no worries, babe.

Um, I'll take Rhods and Megs, no probs.

OK, I've got to go, Lise.

Love you. Yeah, love you. Bye.

Hiding from someone?

You're trespassing.

Sit down.

Mind if I do? We have nothing to discuss.

OK? You were a monster to my father.

You were a monster to me.

I don't want my children knowing anything about you.

What? Like you don't want them to know that you tried to finish me off?

Oh, I don't regret any of that.

Ah!

Dad said to have nothing to do with you. I don't know why he didn't leave you earlier.

Why did you stay by Evan when you'd found out what he'd done?

I want you to leave me!

Please leave me!

Leave me!

I'm not leaving.

I'd like to look after you and your kids.

They've had a hard time of it over the years, by all accounts.

I met Alys last night.

She's lovely.

So bright, full of life.

She reminded me very much of you at her age.

Where did you see Alys?

You can't lock your kids up, Faithy.

We just had a chat.

Talked about her arse of a boyfriend, mainly.

It would be a shame, wouldn't it...

..if I told her what you did to me?

Know what sort of a woman her mother really is?

What do you want?

Got a job for you.

Like the old days.

It's all in the envelope.

I've got to get a train to London.

Mm-hm.

And, uh...

..I will meet you when I get back, if you...

..if you promise not to go anywhere near my children until then.

I promise.

I won't go near the children while you're in London.

You promise? I promise.

Hm.

Good girl.

Do you have a rough idea of how long she's been there, in the water?

A week, give or take.

Who's leading the investigation?

Newman from Swansea CID.

Top level, apparently.

OK. Thanks. Shall we, uh...?

Oh, no!

Lise! Yes?

Can you see if, um, my blue shoes are...

They're probably at the back door. Have a look.

Yeah, no, I can't find your blue ones, babe.

I've just got your black ones. Is that all right? What?

The black ones. I can't find the blue ones. Oh, I don't care, I don't care.

Well, you usually... You usually care. I don't care.

It's Evan's weekend. So I've... I know, you've...

..um, told him to...

..just to hold on to them tomorrow because... Yeah, I know. You told me that.

It's just easier, isn't it? Yeah. Is it? Mm-hm, yeah, it is.

You're doing Rhodri's party? I'm doing Rhodri's party, babe. Yes.

He's got, er...

He's got... His costume's going to be upstairs. Spaceman, upstairs.

Don't take your eyes off Megs, OK?

She's really, really, really fragile.

Look, you're really, really nervous.

I'm going to go and get some wine. That's what we need before this taxi turns up. I don't drink.

Babe, I don't... Nice.

Listen, I don't drink, all right? I'm...

I'm...

My name is Lisa Connors, and I'm an alcoholic, OK?

I'm an al...

I'm an alcoholic, OK?

No, you...

You just carry on there.

Carry on. You know, you...

Don't let me stop you with your... your cup of poison, erm,

I'm fine, I can deal with it.

OK?

Lise? Yeah.

Lisa? Yes?

Yes, what?

What?

You're going to have to help me out here.

OK, I'll help you. I'll help you. I'll help you.

You have wine.

You have the wine, right?

And I... Oh, there we are, look.

I'll have orange juice.

Love orange juice, me. Mm!

Mm!

Lovely, that!

How many days, Lise? 90.5 hours.

This is brilliant. No, it's impossible.

I haven't hoovered so much in my life.

Well, you are, uh...

You are more than welcome to come round here any time

you like to hoover, Lisa Connors.

And polish.Hm.

Sorry.

Now, then, you can do this.

I believe in you.

And you can do this because you are my most precious, precious friend.

Yeah, I just...

I just...

I need... I need to face life, you know?

Head on.

Just... find out what I've been running away from, you know,

and I'll get there.

Faith?

I've just found out that Steve Baldini's motorbike was

driving towards the gym prior to the break-in,

which rather contradicts your alibi statement.

Seriously, do you think, with everything that I've got

going on at the moment, I would perjure myself?

Seriously? Well, you and Baldini, you go back.

Do you know what? I'm in court in London tomorrow,

trying to get your nephew surgery.

OK, thank you.

I got divorced and, well, to be honest with you,

I haven't really thought about...

..any of this really since,

um, well, not until I started coming here.

And, um, well, I realise now that I've been, um,

hiding my true feelings, well, for my whole adult life and, um...

And...

I'm sorry, um, sorry, I'm just... I'm going to have to...

I'm going to have to dash.

Thanks.

You OK? Yeah, you OK?

Yeah.

Steve? What?

What? Steve?

It's not what you think.

It's none of my business.

Here, drink your gin.

Oh!

Want to talk?

Sorry I gave you both barrels. Yeah, thanks for that.

Come on, you need cheering up.

See what we've got, ready? OK.

Oh, yes!

OK. And it will turn right at the end, OK?

OK.Yeah? Yeah.

Oh! It's there, it's there, it's there!

Go on, Alys! Oh!

Still losing, am I?

Right. Aim it right down the middle, OK?

That's a strike, yeah?

OK.It didn't swerve. It didn't swerve!

Yes! Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Go on, Dad!

Go and get me some, uh... Go and get some of those sweets.

How much are they?

It's �1, I think. There you go.Thanks.

So good! Unlucky.

Unlucky. So good!

Right.

Oh, I um... I met my other grandmother, the other day.

Does your mam know?

Not "How was she?" or "How did I meet her?" but "Does my mam know?"

How was she?

She was old, funny.

She said she wanted to get to know me better.

I don't think she's very well.

Anyway, please do.

Right, ready?

Come on, then, Meg. Go on!

Thanks, Megs. Come on, then. Oh, are they going to come in, Rhods? Thanks, babes.

Right. Come on, then. In we go, in we go.

I'll tell Granny that you're here.

Oh, gosh, right. Go on, then, babes.

Thanks, Megs.

Right, I'll see you back at the hotel later.

Secret assignation? My life. Beak out.

Cow!

Sorry to disappoint.

Get in.

Aren't you curious to know who I am?

What do you want?

Gael's got a job for you.

I don't do that any more.

You still came to the meeting, though.

Where is she?

Do the job and you get to see her.

I don't know who the fuck you are.

Language!

Message her number when you've decided.

Hm.

Going for a pizza, want to come? I'm going to have an early one.

See you in the morning.

Oh, come on!

OK, spoilsport!

? But when you're crying

? You bring on the rain

? So stop that crying

? Be happy again

? Smiling... ?

I really appreciate you coming.

Thank you.

Faith Howells in London, eh?

Mm.

Near my old patch, actually.

So...

..Rose Fairchild has run a legitimate collections agency for over 30 years,

but with a reputation for rough tactics outside the law

and for carrying out collections for less than desirable people.

She owns property in Swansea and London.

No mention of a husband -

just her daughter.

There's also a mention in Rose Fairchild's file that

her daughter, Faith, has a juvenile conviction.

Any details?

No.

That file could get lost.

And that would cost me what?

Just want to help.

Where's this, then, Faith?

Is she leaving you alone, Gael?

So far.

And Evan?

It's funny.

It is, it's funny,

because you know more about our marriage than practically anyone.

Mm. You surviving?

I'm nervous...

..you know, about tomorrow.

He's 14.

Skilfully sidestepped.

Listen, there's no-one that can speak for that boy like you.

Wow, those compliments are flying!

I've never done an appeal.

Bricking it.

Oh, God, what's happened?

What time is it?

It's double espresso time.

Oh...

My phone... Where's my phone?

Oh, you put your phone on silent after Cerys' third text.

You said she should get off your case and that you're a free woman.

Mm.

Oh, it's dead. Oh, you shower.

I'll charge your phone.

You're going to have to, um, give me a little summary of last night.

It's a bit blank.

You talked a lot about Osian.

And Mike.

What did I say about Mike?

I have never heard so much detail about a spiral staircase before.

Wahey!

Oh, thank you.

You're a good friend.

Yeah?

Well, I'd like to improve on that.

Oh.

I'm serious.

Put me on your list of things to explore.

It's a power shower.

Is it? Yeah. Oh! Yeah.

And it's really, really good.

Is it down there?

Mm, go and have a look.

Right, this isn't fucking funny, Faith.

OK, if you're shagging Mike, I don't care.

Just be straight with me, man!

This is the High Court, and I am on it.

I have to be.

Because clearly I care more about the boy than you do.

Yes, we will be in a position to respond to your offer, Dr Cheung,

just as soon as we get a ruling from the appeal.

Thank you. Absolutely not. Thanks.

Uh, sorry I'm late. Where's Faith?

I thought she was with you.

Whatever. Fruit smoothie.

We've had a lot of offers from specialists. Hey, that's good.

Where have they come from? Susan's fundraiser must have got us a lot of attention.

Right, drink that. I don't want you keeling over on me.

Right, we'll head over in ten if she...

PHONE RINGS Hang on.

Yes. Cerys Jones.

Yes, yes, we do represent Mr Taylor.

Absolutely.

OK, well, remember to take deep breaths

and do that visualising thing that we do. Try that, OK?

I've tried that, Mam. It's my period as well.

You in pain, sweetheart?

Yeah.

OK. What would you like from London?

Have a little think about it and text me.

OK. Bye, love you.

I love you, Megs.

Oh.

Oh, hello.

How can I help? Good morning.

I'd like to speak to Mr Howells, please.

Which one? Tom.

Oh, I'm afraid he's busy with a client.

Perhaps I can help, Mrs...?

Ms Fairchild.

It is a matter of pressing urgency.

I wonder if you could find me the earliest possible appointment.

Of course.

Let's take a look.

Would you like to take a seat?

No, thank you.

So, I believe you'd like to draw up your will.

I find myself in ill health.

I would like to leave things neat.

Hence the urgency.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry to hear that.

My wishes are straightforward.

I wish to leave everything to my daughter.

Mm-hm. Do you have an idea of the value of the estate?

Nearly four million.

In, uh, investments? Cash, mainly.

A house in Swansea and a flat in London.

Alongside the distribution of the estate,

you will need to consider any, um, special wishes.

Are you sure you want your daughter to be the sole beneficiary?

Yes.

She's my only child.

And her name?

Faith Howells.

I'm aware this puts you in a delicate position,

bound as you are by confidentiality not to tell her or your son

anything about all this.

Um, well, this is a very, uh...

..strange moment...

..on so many levels.

I'm delighted to meet you.

I thought I'd keep the business in the family.

I'll see myself out.

Have you thought any more about the break-in at the gym?

We've got new evidence from a witness who claims to have

seen a motorbike driving towards the gym just before the break-in.

I told you, I was with a woman.

Faith Howells wouldn't like to be referred to as "a woman".

How's Osian, by the way? Faith says he's a very special boy.

Yeah.

Thanks for the donation.

He has a right to that operation.

Yeah, I'm going to the...

I'm going to the hospital now. Um...

He hasn't got long.

And I'll, uh... ..I'll, uh, see if the manager

of the gym has come round, while I'm there.

Hello, Mike. All right?

Your train journey OK? Yeah.

Well, that's good.

Five surgeons' offers so far.

Shall we?

Where the fuck have you been?! None of your business.

I can lead, I'm more than happy to. No, I'm on it.

It is the court's duty to consider the welfare of the child

under the Children Act of 1989.

The welfare of the child can, by some,

be narrowly defined in strictly scientific terms

by balancing the likely outcome of surgery against palliative care.

Or... it can be defined in a much wider way.

In a way that takes into account the effect on a child of capacity...

..having his wishes disregarded

during the short amount of time he has left to live.

Judge Owens erred in law

by refusing to consider the child's evidence.

It is the child's wish that this surgery proceeds.

He's fully aware of all the risks.

He's embraced the risks.

And what's more, he's fully aware that he's going to die

from this damn disease if he doesn't get this operation.

If the child gets the operation,

the chances of success are tiny, perhaps.

A half of 1%.

But when the alternative is certain death,

it doesn't really matter how small the chances of success are.

Is it right to measure in degrees

the difference between life and death?

This difference being infinite?

A 14-year-old boy is giving the doctors full consent

to kill him in the tiny hope they might not.

The bravery in that decision is utterly, utterly, extraordinary.

You were right about Cerys. She is fit.

I'm tired, Gareth. Yeah, I know, mate.

Where did you say Dad has gone?

Gave him the day off. I've got some wicked films in.

He just needed some down time after yesterday.

Could you arrange for my friends from school to come in?

Let me check with Prof.

Thanks, Gareth.

All over it, mate. Water.

Hello, I'm Fiona from the palliative care team.

I've come to discuss the transfer. Can you step outside?

No! Don't take me to the hospice.

No, Osian, please try and stay calm.

Is that where Dad has been? Arranging my transfer?

No, no, mate. No, no, no. He's trying to sort the operation out.

No-one's telling me the truth. I want to speak to Faith. Come here.

I want my mum.

I know.

Let me see if I can speak to Faith.

Look at me, Osh.

I will not let anyone take you anywhere.

Got it? This is me and you.

OK?

No-one is for a moment questioning Osian's bravery, my Lords and Lady,

but bravery alone is no basis on which to make any medical decision.

We have to measure the quality of life against the quantity of life.

The medical evidence in this case is clear.

Surgery will prove almost definitely fatal, and, in the extremely

unlikely event that it does not, Osian would be left in a far

worse state of suffering than were he to be left alone.

Can you confirm that this child's guardian is absolutely

certain that he's aware of all the risks of surgery?

This is correct.

And he wishes to proceed, nonetheless?

With respect, my Lord, it is our case that Osian needs to be

protected from impulses that would only cause him more harm.

And can Ms Penry confirm Osian's full capacity?

Thank you.

Do you know I want to be a marine biologist?

And I will be behind you every step of the way.

My beautiful girl in all the world.

And study dolphins. Dolphins?

Huh? Dad, do you want to see my kick-boxing moves?

Are you kidding? I certainly do.

I've only had one lesson, but I think it goes like this.

Oh, wah, yah, oh! Look at this!

Their squeamishness is irrelevant. Their statistics are irrelevant.

If a child can summon such bravery,

then they can summon a fraction of it and do as he asks.

It's also his father's wish.

It's his father's wish that this surgery proceeds.

Surely the parent is the best judge for their child?

We'll rise to consider our ruling.

All rise.

Hiya?

Hello, Lisa. Hiya!

Um...

I've, um, I've come to buy a bike.

Oh? What are you after?

Um, something, you know, something nice, new and shiny.

Come and look at this one. You all right?

Like it? Yeah, great. Good.

Do you want to come up? Yeah.

OK? Thanks.

You know, you can get on it.

You look great.

Will you be my sponsor, Steve?

I know...

I know you're a recovering alcoholic, like me.

And...

..I know we don't know each other very well.

Well, through Faith, mainly.

I know that...

..you two, you know, no more.

Well, I guess it's not complicating anything

by asking you to be my... my sponsor.

So, um...

I've not had a drink for four days. Mm-hm.

And the headaches, they...

..the headaches, they're really bad and they feel...

..they feel like shit.Mm.

Well, I was thinking, well, you've done it.

So I...

Sorry.

Yes, I will.

Thank you.

One day at a time.

OK? It's all you have to do, OK? One day at a time.

Yeah.

And what if I'm going stir crazy?

Call me, straight away. Or text me.

You're a beautiful, brilliant woman, and you can do this.

I didn't know you liked bikes, though.

Oh, pillion only, me.

You call me if you ever fancy a spin.

Oh, Steve.

Faith'd be jealous.

Sorry. It's OK. You all right?

Yeah, thank you.

Well done.

Thank you.

Firstly, thank you, both.

This is a deeply distressing case

of the sort no court relishes deciding.

We will hand down a full written judgment in due course,

but, as time is of the essence, I can tell you

that we are unanimous in deciding in the applicant's favour.

The appeal is granted.

Faith.

Faith, costs.

Thank you, my Lord.

And on the subject of costs...

The... the respondent, uh, will pay the applicant's costs.

All rise.

My phone has gone absolutely mental.

It has not stopped.

Right. I am going to buy some shoes to celebrate.

Mike, you coming? Let's get Osian something.

Mike.

I got a call from a Swansea CID while you were in court.

Top-level information.

Mm-hm.

Gael Reardon's body's been found.

I thought she was in Ireland.

She came back.

My advice is - be prepared.

All the files will be reopened.

Her recent and not so recent history will reveal people with motive.

Evan?

You.

I also came across evidence of a connection

between Gael Reardon and Rose Fairchild.

It goes back a long way.

Yeah.

Faith...

..why don't you come back to London?

Abercorran is becoming toxic.

Thank you.

We've had the ruling.

The appeal's been granted.

I'll call a meeting of the MDT first thing in the morning,

to report back with a decision.

Hey, your dad's on his way.

Osh? Cariad.

PHONE RINGS Oh, it's Mike, sorry.

Excuse me.

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

There we are.

Shh.

Thank you, Faith.

You're a star.

You're the star.

And you're the bravest young man I've ever met.

Just stay strong now until Daddy can get you a surgeon.

All right?

I had no idea all that was going on.

Thank you.

Will I see you again?

Will you see me again?

You're not getting rid of me now, boy.

Have a nice sleep now.

A nice sleep.

That's it.

Shh.

All right.

Drink? No, thank you.

Just listen.

Please don't interrupt and please don't judge me.

Are the kids OK? It's nothing to do with them.

I was brought up in a household of abuse.

My mother, she dominated.

Emotionally and physically.

She was a criminal.

A very good one.

She was very cruel and unforgiving.

And I hated her for what she did to my dad.

And to the clients that she built up over the years.

Sh...

She used me as a debt collector.

I was 13 or 14 so...

..who was going to suspect me?

This is the really difficult bit.

I came home from school one day,

and I could hear all this shouting coming from the garage.

And she was...

She was hitting my father.

He was cowering in a corner, he was whimpering and he was all marked.

And I... I did my very, very best to try

and pull her off, and then she turned round and she went for me

and that's when I picked up a screwdriver.

I phoned an ambulance.

She... she didn't die.

And she told the police that it was an accident

and that she'd done it herself.

And that is very, very clever because she's...

Because she knows that I would never be free now.

And me and my dad, we did leave, finally.

And I never saw her again.

Until she turned up last week, out of the blue.

My father did die.

I told you about that, and I did go to law school to study justice

because... I needed to...

..because I really needed to stand up for myself.

I'm telling you this in case something happens to me,

in case things start getting strange.

She is smart.

She is a manipulator.

I met her today.

She came to see me in a professional capacity.

It's started.

Buckle in.

Have you forgotten the manager of the gym lying in the hospital?

I have an alibi.

We're over.

She's got quite a hold on you, hasn't she?

I won't see her get hurt.

She didn't mind hurting me, did she?

She did that.

With a screwdriver.

And it's killing me.

She's very dangerous.

I want to make peace.

If you can make her see that, Steve...

..I won't make any more demands on you.

Gael Reardon's body's been found.

Then you'd better get your story straight, Steve.

Uh!

I'm not afraid of you any more, Rose.

All I care about is Faith and my daughter.

You're on your own.

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What are you doing here?

Alys said the kids are with Evan.

How did it go?

I've been thinking about you all day.

Yeah.

We'll wait till after the divorce and then we'll talk, yeah? Mm-hm.

? If I could hold you

? If only for a second I could hold you

? And let the fear rage on, cling to e...

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