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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.

♪ Cold

♪ This wind is cold

♪ It keeps on blowing strong

♪ All alone

♪ 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. ♪

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.

SHE CHUCKLES 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.

♪ I

♪ I know it's hard

♪ It's breaking your heart

♪ But I'm not so fragile that I

♪ Will fall apart

♪ I know that it hurts

♪ But trust me, life can be much worse

♪ And, oh, how I've been loved

♪ And that will always be enough

♪ Be enough for me

♪ But won't you please let me live?

♪ But keep a light on for me

So

♪ As the time fades

♪ I will be brave

♪ And you'll build a wall around me

♪ So I won't see... ♪

Stupid.

♪ The people like me

♪ But won't you still remember, please

♪ That, oh, how I've been loved?

♪ And that will always be enough

♪ Be enough... ♪

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.

HE SIGHS 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?

LINE BEEPS 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.

♪ I

♪ I know it's hard

♪ It's breaking your heart

♪ But I'm not so fragile that I

♪ Will fall apart... ♪

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.

♪ We cannot go back to the silence

♪ It won't get better It won't get better

♪ We ran out of hope when the walls came down

♪ And buried us beneath the rubble so we never could be found

♪ And after all the fire comes the sirens

♪ It won't get better It won't get better

♪ All we are is strangers in the same familiar spaces

♪ Just a sea of empty faces in a tidal wave

♪ We cannot go back to forever... ♪