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No! Not the hospice!

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

The appeal is granted.

Thank you, Faith. You're a star.

You're the star.

I have an appointment with Mrs Gael Reardon.

Gael Reardon's body has been found. It's becoming toxic.

I've got a job for you. It's all in the envelope.

I grew up in a household of abuse.

Mum was the boss.

I came home one day and I saw Dad. She was hitting him.

I grabbed a screwdriver.

She did that.

I want to make peace. If you can make her see that, Steve.

I met her today.

It's started.

Hurry up, Angie!

Got you breakfast to go.

Ketchup?

Were you out last night?

Yes. I popped out.

It's creepy out here when you're on your own.

Right.

Here you go.

Put it in your bag.

Angie, would you like to move into town...

...now you're going to be spending more time with me?

- Seriously? - Yeah.

Closer to Alys. See your friends.

- What do you think? - Brilliant! When?

I'll start looking today.

I'll pick you up at lunchtime.

I'm already in big trouble for skipping last week.

Don't worry, I'll call the school. See you at one.

Come on.

♪ This wind is cold

♪ And it keeps on blowing strong

♪ On and on

♪ Maybe it'll carry me

♪ Carry me back home

♪ Rain

♪ Wash this feeling away

♪ Coz it keeps on holding on

♪ Holding on

♪ Maybe if I keep still

♪ Then I'll learn how to stay ♪

Coffee.

Have you won the Lottery?

You haven't stopped grinning.

What's going on? Where were you last night?

- Home. - Alone?

I knew it!

I knew it! Yes!

Who was it? Go on!

Not Mike? No...

Sorry. That London cop - Breeze?

He's got a thing for you.

Steve?

Faith! About bloody time.

Was it him in London too? Can't have been.

Don't tell me you're putting it about!

There was no one in London. Not like that.

And no, definitely not.

- How was it after four or five years? - Shut it!

What do I say to all these surgeons who keep emailing?

Thanks but no thanks. We're sorted.

We're sorted.

Hey, you're walking differently!

Ha, ha, ha, ha! Brilliant.

You're sure it was the same red truck?

What time did Baldini leave?

Thank you, Mrs Lewis.

Alright?

The Team reviewed Osian's scans and history in exhaustive detail.

We found nothing to change our terminal diagnosis...

...and decision to discharge to palliative care.

- I'm so sorry. - Hang on! But the court...!

I'm afraid the tumour is inoperable, Mike.

Lawyers are not doctors.

My solicitors have been approached by other surgeons.

Osian's been told it's going ahead.

If I were you, I'd have nothing to do with them.

This is all the proof anyone should need.

I'm really sorry we couldn't do more.

I tried calling last night.

You look well.

Honestly, Tom?

I feel free, for the first time in my life.

That's wonderful.

Wonderful.

Come here.

Look, about Evan.

We've had to let him go. His mind wasn't on the work.

He'll find something.

Good luck with the mediation.

Thank you.

OK, bye.

- Hey! - Alright?

Fancy a game? Snap?

- Rummy? - Go on then.

How do you play it?

Do you think I'll have surgery today?

I don't know, love.

- Hi. - Hiya.

Can I have a word?

Yeah.

Osian's going home.

The tumour's grown so much, it's inoperable.

Mike wants Osian to die in peace.

Is that what Osian wants?

Has anyone asked him?

She needs you to give him a sedative.

♪ I, I know it's hard

♪ It's breaking your heart

♪ But I'm not so fragile

♪ That I will fall apart... ♪

Faith?

Faith? I can't hear you.

I just needed to hear your voice.

I love you, Faith, and I want to be with you.

I know.

I love you too.

What are you doing here, Mrs Fairchild?

Providing for my family.

Faith wants nothing more to do with you.

After what she told me, nor do I.

She doesn't know me, let alone how much I'm worth.

You know as well as I do - enough money fixes almost anything.

Faith doesn't need money.

You can't buy her.

She needs you to accept that your relationship is over, for good.

You're such a small town man, Tom.

So worthy.

- Leave. Now. - Oh, I will.

I'll find myself a proper lawyer.

Hello?

_

Latte, no sugar. Did I get it right?

I could just write Lewis a letter.

If a woman is going to succeed, Alys...

...she has to learn to stand up to men, face to face.

If you don't start now you'll end up like your mother - walked all over.

What do you say to getting this done then hitting the shops?

There's a gorgeous jacket I've got my eye on for you.

Hop in.

Mr Baldini?

DS Williams.

I'd appreciate a word.

Mr Baldini?

Hello?

I've got a warrant to search for evidence...

...in relation to the break-in at Cindy's Gym.

Could you get him to call me back, please?

Merci.

Hi.

French surgeon - Dr Macon.

State of the art.

Right.

I don't know how you feel about this...

...but Osian can apply to the court for permission to travel.

- Against his father's wishes? - Mm-hmm.

He'd have to persuade the court that he understood all the risks.

How would that work?

I could ask Julie at Cafcass to talk to him.

If he wanted, she could appoint me as his lawyer.

But someone needs to speak to Osian.

- OK, I'll try. - Great. Sooner the better.

I came to ask you about Baldini and the burglary at the gym.

Can we pretend this is the first time we've discussed it?

I know nothing about it.

The gym belonged to Gael Reardon.

Her body was found in the sea. She'd been stabbed.

I've just come from Steve's place.

His truck's there but there was no sign of him.

Something didn't feel right.

Has he said anything?

No.

When you see him, ask him to call me.

I'd like to eliminate him from our inquiries.

I'll go to Mike's now.

Sorry.

Yes. Faith Howells.

Thank you so much for getting back so quickly.

Steve!

Steve?

Where is she?

Evan, listen.

The Mansell Homes thing.

I promise you, I played it completely straight.

You were with her in London. Who did she sleep with?

Sorry?

She spent the night in Camden.

Arrived at 10 and left at 7 the next morning.

I refuse to do this.

Tell me, Cerys!

If she takes away my kids, I'll take everything that's precious to her...

...including the business.

Sweetheart, nothing's going to feel right until you see this through.

Never leave business unfinished.

Practice what you're going to say while I take this.

- Steve? - No, it's Faith. Where is he?

- Where's who? - Steve! Who do you think?

- He's missing. What happened to him? - How should I know?

Have you still got that envelope I gave you?

I'm going to need you tomorrow.

Alys! Come on.

Steve?

Steve!

Susan?

Faith.

_

It's over, Lewis.

What?

I trusted you and now I can't.

Alys?

Alys!

See? You're tougher than you thought.

I'm proud of you.

Let's go and check out that jacket.

I haven't told Mum where I am.

It's no big deal. You're going shopping with your grandma.

- I need you to help me out here. - Jesus, Tom! Not you as well.

That right of way is on the map and has been for 300 years.

Your client got a fair price for his land.

- Asking for more now is extortion. - All's fair in love and law.

You must have prepared a surrender deed that you forgot to execute.

You're trying to make it my mistake now?

- Sorry. I'm not playing your game. - We all make mistakes.

Ocean View Hotel.

I had no idea quite how involved you were.

I saw some interesting letters from our bank manager...

...accusing you of assisting in fraudulent loan applications.

Blackmail, Tom. Get right down in the gutter, why don't you?

Evan's mistake is uninsured, Cerys.

That means I'll be ruined.

How is she?

OK?

Are you OK, love?

Sit down.

OK?

Dad and Evan had a fight the other day.

A fight?

He came round and tried to punch Dad.

He was going nuts.

Sorry you had to see that.

Where do you think he is?

I'm not sure...

...but I do know he'll be fine.

Why don't you stay here tonight?

It would be nice to have one sane person in the house!

Don't worry.

Hi.

Dad's gone missing.

He'll be back soon.

- Looks expensive. - It was a present - from Rose.

Give Lisa a hand, would you?

- What have you done with him? - What?

Steve! Where is he?

He's missing.

Nothing to do with me. Just take a chill pill, will you?

Stay there, sweetheart. Good boy.

- Leather?! - It's fake.

- Sorry! Sorry! My fault. - Not a drop passed my lips.

Sorry... I'm so crap.

It's my problem, babes, not yours.

- Sorry, love. - It's fine.

There's a crumble in the oven.

- Any news about Steve? - No.

Nothing.

I hate maths! I don't understand it.

I'll go.

Megs?

Can you get that, Alys?

Come on, big boy.

Alys. Is your mum in?

Mam.

What? What now?

Osian wants to see you - about France.

What about Mike?

Like you said, Osian can make up his own mind.

- You go. - Are you sure?

Thanks, Lis.

No worries, love. You go.

I'll drive.

Steve's still missing.

Three days ago, Evan went round and attacked him.

What?

Evan went to Steve's place?

You're sure?

Angie witnessed it.

Leave it with me.

_

Tom's always taken her side but this is unforgivable.

I know what he's doing.

He's trying to sabotage your chance of gaining custody.

What was that?

Nothing.

I'll support you, Evan. You can rely on me.

If you've seen the videos, you understand how it works.

The laser is directed through very fine tubes...

...which we can move in any direction.

Will it hurt?

No, no.

You feel nothing, I promise.

Actually, it's not so bad.

Maybe a little bit tired afterwards.

Good.

Then we make plans, yes? Shall I talk to Mrs Howells?

I think my dad wants to speak.

I want to know how many times you've done this before. On a child.

For a tumour in this exact position, it would be the first time.

I see.

That's all.

Mike...

I let my wife die in agony in that hospice.

She hated the place.

Begged me to take her home.

- This is different. - Go now. Please.

I'm asking Julie to appoint me his lawyer.

She'll be here in the morning.

Goodnight, Osh.

'The number you're calling is not available. Please try again later.'

Where are you going, Faith?

- Oh! - Stay away.

It was Alys who contacted me.

Last warning.

Did she tell you about Evan attacking Steve?

I didn't know he had it in him.

You sent Steve to commit a burglary...

...and there's something you're not telling me.

It's got your name written all over it.

Come in and we can talk...

...like mother and daughter.

Please yourself.

- Goodnight. - Piss off!

My dad - asking whether your dad's been around here.

Why's he asking?

Take a guess.

What if he's had an accident?

What if he crashed some stupid motorbike and he's dead?

Why don't we call the hospitals?

That's what Mam did went Dad went missing.

I understand. Don't cry.

We were going to move into town.

I bet your dad found out.

♪ Love me with goodbye

♪ Kiss with compromise

♪ Say like you won't let go

♪ Touch like you don't know

♪ Let time be paralysed

♪ Love me with goodbye

♪ Just don't ask why

♪ Love, love me with a goodbye

♪ Love, love me with a goodbye

♪ Just don't ask why

♪ Love, love me with a goodbye

♪ Hold on for dear life

♪ Falling, you and I

♪ There's no beginning

♪ Time is slipping

♪ Let's live it all tonight

♪ Hold on for dear life... ♪

Bitch!

Bitch!

I don't doubt your commitment to Osian...

...but should you and I be working together now?

The custody hearing isn't till next week.

I have to amend my section 7 to include Evan's allegations.

All the men I'm sleeping with? I wish!

Let me represent Osian, Julie. He trusts me.

Maybe a little too much.

- He thinks of you like a mother. - Is that a bad thing?

What if you fail?

I'll still be there for him.

Alright, I'll instruct you.

But the bad news is that Macon has to operate within 72 hours.

No problem.

Shit! Seventy two hours?!

Oh, shit!

I have a few questions about the night of the break-in.

Do you know what was in the safe?

Do you think he may have been the burglar?

What about him?

Evan.

You know him?

- A friend of the owner - Mrs Reardon? - Yes.

You know she's dead?

I need a phone number for Mrs Reardon.

The private one you would call her on.

When you're ready.

I want a full record of all activity on that number immediately.

- Marion Howells? - Yes.

Rose Fairchild. I'm Faith's mother.

- Her mother? - Yes. It's rather a long story.

I thought we ought to meet - two concerned grandmothers...

...with all that's going on.

- For you. - Oh, thank you.

- Lovely. Come in. - Thanks.

- What a lovely place. - Thank you.

I'll fetch us some coffee.

Your husband - Tom, isn't it?

Ex. Well, we're separated.

- That's another long story. - Oh!

- Well, this is beautiful. - Thank you.

Come through. I won't be a moment.

- Milk and sugar? - Please.

Don't tell my doctor!

- May I? - Oh, of course.

- Have you come far? - Mostly I live in London.

- Faith's father came from Swansea. - Oh, I see.

It was complicated.

I was always the one running the business.

Faith spent more time with her dad.

Kind man. Not what you'd call driven.

Faith is very determined... very.

Are you still in business?

Here and there.

It's time for more important things, like the grandchildren.

How do you think they're coping?

Well... the girls worry.

Faith working all hours doesn't help.

I'd like to make things easier for her.

Presumably the house is being split?

Evan's been very good about not forcing a sale.

I can certainly help with that. Thankfully, money isn't an issue.

Tell me about Evan. I've seen photographs.

He's an exceptionally good-looking man.

Well...

You were right.

I found a surrender deed lurking in the back of my file.

I must have completely missed it.

Careless.

Very.

- Signed? - And sealed.

There is no right of way...

...and no million pound claim against this firm.

All appears to be in order.

Thank you.

Let's hope this is the last time we have to clear up Evan's mess.

Amen to that.

Derek? Find a mobile number for Evan Howells, would you?

No problem. Here's the other information you wanted.

Is that you, Evan?

Come through to living room.

There's someone I want you to meet.

Rose, this is Evan. Evan, this is Rose.

Rose Fairchild - Faith's mother.

- Pleased to meet you. - I wish I could say the same.

I'll go.

Sorry. He's having a difficult time.

Mr Howells, I'm arresting you on suspicion of burglary...

...and the murder of Mrs Gael Reardon.

You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence...

...if you do not mention when questioned...

...something which you later rely on in court.

- Gael's dead? - There must be some mistake.

Call Tom. You're wasting your time.

Don't touch anything. A search team is on the way.

Is everything alright, Marion?

Detective Sergeant Williams, Abercorran Police.

Rose Fairchild. Hello and goodbye.

10.30 tomorrow morning. Can you be ready by then?

No choice.

Got to go.

Steve?

Talk to me! Are you OK?

Is that you?

Steve, please! Say something.

Help me!

Please!

♪ 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

♪ Buried us beneath the rubble so we never could be found

♪ 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

♪ It won't get better, it won't get better

♪ There is nothing left at the home we made

♪ We locked the doors and windows, now we can never be saved

♪ After every storm comes denial

♪ It won't get better... ♪