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- You see the message? - Yeah, we all did.

I think we're going to have to give them what they want.

I don't have five grand!

We've got savings. It was for a holiday.

Oh, I feel terrible about this.

I promise you, I'll pay you back as soon as I can.

Me, too. I'll find a way to pay my share.

They want the money left under Maddox Street bridge tonight.

What if it's Tish? She saw us with Jack.

He bit you?

I hated him. I'm glad he's gone.

Jack's phone's missing?

We will have to search his room.

Why should I help the police, if they won't even let me bury him?

The camera's prehistoric, but it does the job.

I'll have to take your hard drives.

How's your wife?

Happy Birthday!

She's a valuable conduit to the brewery, so use her.

I need to tell you something.

There might be something in Jack's room

that explains what he was doing in those woods.

It's an invasion of his privacy!

Jack's postmortem results came back.

He was asphyxiated.

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Doesn't look like him any more.

He looks peaceful.

He should have been a better dad.

The cravat was a good idea.

Hides the rope marks.

I'd better go and check on Jack.

I'm sorry.

Who would kill my boy?

We've just paid a murderer.

It might not be the same person.

We've got their number, we should send it to the police.

Well, if we did that, they'd find our numbers in the phone records.

We can't withhold evidence!

At some point, they're going to find out we were in those woods.

Not if they catch whoever did this first.

We're in too deep now.

If any of this comes back on us...

What if one of us killed him?

Oh, don't pretend you haven't thought about it.

Maybe one of us went back for him?

In which case, who's got the criminal record?

- Louie... - Well, she brought it up.

We can't start turning on each other.

There were plenty of people at that party who could have followed us.

Plenty of people who hated him.

Sorry.

We went to see the body this morning.

They said it'd be good for us, that he looked peaceful.

But he's like a waxwork.

Just a thing, you know?

Empty.

Not a... not a person any more.

This is a murder investigation.

It changes everything.

If we tell them what we know, they can rule us out.

You don't know that.

Cat's right. We'd be prime suspects.

Whatever happened, it'd ruin our lives.

We don't have lives right now. There's only this!

It will pass. The best thing for us to do is just to sit tight

and wait for the police to catch whoever did this.

IT have logged one of the pub hard drives.

It's a backup of his PC - there's nothing of interest on there.

Unless you're into gang bangs.

My gang bang days are long gone.

The second drive is the CCTV backup,

- but it's partially corrupted. - Well, can they restore it?

They reckon we'll get something. It'll just take a couple more days.

- Have someone on it round the clock. - Yeah, will do.

Meanwhile, focus on that brewery party.

Let's nail that timeline.

When you're finished with their social media,

re-interview all the workers.

- See if you catch anyone changing their story. - Yeah.

Max, I need you down at Arwel Evans's place

- with a POLSA team. - Yeah, I'm on it.

Oh, and Max?

Anything from Anna?

Nah, not really.

Any gossip going round, any theories?

Nope, nothing.

This case could put you on the map, Max.

If you play your cards right.

Sorry, Arwel.

This is a search warrant.

His room's been stripped.

This is how he left it.

We need to know all we can about Jack.

I don't know what to tell you.

What's in the barrel?

Rubbish.

Get down there and check it out, and the bins.

What the hell are you playing at?

Oh, I shouldn't have snapped at her before.

Oh, she's all right.

Well, I'm not.

Every time Max comes home, I feel like I'm going to lose it.

I mean, I actually dread him coming home.

How awful is that?

I can't find my car keys.

- Morning. - Hi.

Listen, erm, we'll talk later.

I promised Father Martin that I'd do a bit of cleaning for him.

Yeah, I bet you did.

I just need to keep busy, it stops me thinking.

- Is that your birthday jumper? - Yeah...

Yeah, I've been meaning to ask you where it's from,

- cos they left the security tag on. - Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

- I'll take it back. - I can do it.

No, they'll need the receipt. Honestly, it's no trouble.

Aw, thanks.

How's Arwel?

Oh...

He's losing it.

He wants to hold a memorial at the house...

...cos the police won't release Jack's body.

Will you come?

Of course.

We've found a melted laptop in the bins.

Remains of paperwork, photos, belongings...

You're wasting time on me when you should be out there.

What you've done will seriously impede this investigation.

Jack wouldn't want you picking through his life like magpies.

He's private!

Arwel Evans, I'm arresting you on suspicion of perverting

the course of justice. You do not have to say anything, but it may

harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something

you later rely on in court. Do you understand?

Wouldn't you do the same for your boy?

Protect him? Even in death?

If I was you, I'd want justice.

- You're supposed to knock. - I did.

And I do your washing, Ryan - I know what goes on in here.

Mum, I'm busy. Like, what do you want?

Do you know how to trace a phone?

Like, find out where it is, just from the number?

Why?

It's just a girl at work's getting prank phone calls.

I want to know who's doing it.

And you've got the number?

Yeah.

There's GPS tracker apps.

They're probably behind paywalls, but if she's desperate,

- then I guess... - Yeah, I think she is.

Can you send me the links?

Are you spying on Tamsin?

This isn't about Tam.

Are you spying on me?

Get over yourself.

I'm getting a lock for that door.

Whatever.

Follow me, please.

Max.

Evans has called his lawyer, they're coming down.

What do you think?

Erm, I've known him for years.

Pretty straight, but, erm...

I don't know.

Well, it's best you don't do the interview.

I... I got to duck out for 20 minutes and deal with something.

OK. I'll keep you updated.

Oh, good work, Max.

Oh, shit.

Sundays are a day of rest.

I don't mind.

God's orders.

You know, when the first lockdown happened, it got me thinking.

I realised that...

...I've just been marking time.

Not... not really living.

And what an insult that was to... to God.

And to all those people who don't have that luxury.

And so I swore that once lockdown ended,

I would change...

...and then I didn't.

So, I've been praying... for help.

For the courage to change.

I want my life to count for something.

He heard you.

You know, sometimes it's hard to see the bigger picture, but...

...God has a plan for all of us.

I used to believe that.

I used to think of myself as a good person.

Everyone has doubts from time to time.

Nobody's faith is ever truly unwavering.

Even yours?

Especially mine.

You're home early.

I was thinking takeout for dinner, pizza or something?

- Sure. - The usual?

- I guess. - Garlic bread?

Whatever you want.

What's wrong?

Are you having an affair?

- What? - I just need you to tell me.

Course I'm not. What are you talking about?

- Are you leaving us? - What?

No!

- You need to be straight with me. - I am.

Max, what's going on?

- You withdrew our savings. - No, I didn't.

I got a text!

One of those automated messages.

I thought it was a mistake, so I checked online.

- You emptied the account. - I moved it.

Where?

Another account with a better interest rate.

- Show me. - Why?

- Show me the account. - Don't you trust me?

You just lied to me, so, no, not right now.

- Show me! - Max, the kids...

Show me the account!

What happened to the money, Anna?

And no more lies, cos I'll know.

Well, say something!

- I lent it. - To who?

A friend got into trouble and she needed money.

What kind of trouble?

She couldn't pay her mortgage.

- Who? - It doesn't matter. A girl at work.

So, you gave her our savings?

- We'll get it back. - When?

I don't know.

Why are we subsidising someone else's mortgage?!

She was about to be kicked out. What would you have done?

I don't know. None of my friends have ever asked me

for four and a half grand.

It was just sitting there.

That's not the point!

You didn't even ask!

What would you have said?

That, presumably, she's a grown woman who shouldn't have

got herself into that mess!

You just gave away our money and lied about it!

I know, I'm sorry. I should've asked you.

Well, it's a bit late for that.

- Hi. - It's all over the news.

They're saying it's murder.

Come in.

We might've been the last people to see him alive.

Cat, what happened that night?

I don't know. Uh, you went back inside and we went home.

And that's it?

That's it.

Well, where was Jack?

I guess he went back inside.

He didn't, though.

I was watching for him.

You were drunk. How can you be sure?

I'm sure.

Cat... I need to know what I'm covering for.

Nothing. I don't know what happened.

Anyway, what are you doing here, hm?

What's this really about?

The sudden attention, being nice, the cakes.

What do you mean?

No-one does something for nothing.

That's pretty cynical.

Have you come into any money recently?

Sorry, what?

Have you?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

That night, after we left the party,

I went back to see if you were OK,

only you weren't there.

I went home.

Cat, what's going on?

You can trust me.

I made you those cakes because I wanted to.

Because I like you.

If you don't want to believe that...

Fine, I'll go.

You're really talented.

This one's beautiful.

Why's she so sad?

Don't know.

There's a memorial next week.

For Jack.

Yeah, I saw the email.

Will you be there?

Why would I?

We're going for Louie, and I'd like it...

...if you were there.

- We're going to watch telly. - Sure.

I'm not angry at you.

I'm angry at them for putting you in that position.

You bailed out a mate, and I get it.

But we worked hard for every penny of that money.

I saw my parents struggle, and I never want to end up like that.

Your friend needs to take some responsibility.

Yes?

Louie, it's Dylan Williams here.

I'm a solicitor acting on behalf of your brother.

What's happened?

Arwel.

They've released me.

"Pending further investigation."

Whatever the hell that means.

Why did they arrest you?

I burned Jack's belongings.

Why?

Arwel, why would you do that?

Because I want this to be over.

Right.

OK, boss.

Thanks for the update.

Keep chasing those nerds for that hard drive.

Will do.

- I'll see you tomorrow. - All right, bye.

Any news?

Nothing I can talk about.

You scared the shit out of me.

I'm so sorry.

We don't keep secrets.

We never have.

Can I help?

Oh, no, just browsing, thanks.

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

Hey! Excuse me!

Can you open your bag, please?

How come Arwel wasn't at the party?

How would I know?

And why are you asking?

I thought you might have heard something.

Right, so, I'm just your interview subject, am I?

I'm not a mind-reader.

Fair enough. Guess I'll see you later, then.

What's going on with you and Dad?

- Nothing. - That's not nothing.

Hi, Louie.

Hi, Anna.

First off, don't panic.

Max, wait.

What are you doing? I'm going to the station.

Louie's been arrested.

Have you seen her?

No-one's telling me anything.

What's going on? How is she?

She's being interviewed.

Tell them it was a mistake.

She's returning that jumper for me - they left the tag on.

She's admitted to theft.

Well, she's grieving, she's not thinking straight.

There's more going on with Louie than you realise.

What do you mean?

Look, there's no point waiting, she's going be a while.

Seriously, go home.

Shit.

She won't say anything.

I told them I'd pay for it, but they wouldn't listen.

To be fair, you should've done that before you walked out the shop.

Have you done this kind of thing before?

No, never.

Oh, Max, this whole thing is a mistake.

Can you give us a minute?

Ta.

What'll happen to me?

Well, it's your first offence.

You'll probably get off with just a fine.

Probably?

The maximum sentence for theft is seven years.

But it won't come to that.

I'll have a word with the management,

explain what you've been through.

Thank you so much.

But, first, I need your help.

Can you think of a reason why Arwel would destroy Jack's belongings?

No.

Pretty much everything Jack owned, Arwel chucked on a fire.

Well...

...he's not coping.

I don't know what else to tell you.

His flight landed the afternoon of the party, but he didn't go.

Do you know why?

Have you asked him?

He said he was tired.

Oh, well, then...

It was the brewery's centenary.

Was there tension between him and Jack?

Look, I can't speak for my brother, you'll have to ask him yourself.

Louie...

...do you have any idea who might have been in the woods with Jack?

No.

The investigation team's been going through the brewery accounts,

and they've found something strange.

Regular cash withdrawals from the main account

over the last 12 months, reported as "working expenses".

Over 40 grand's worth.

Any idea what they are?

Erm...

Yeah, they're, erm...

...staff events.

The Christmas parties and birthdays.

That's a lot of money on decorations.

I noticed the withdrawals started around the time Arwel retired

and you started helping out with the accounting.

Was Jack aware of these withdrawals?

Does your boss know you're asking me about this?

It's not a formal interview.

I just wanted a chat.

Between us.

Trying to earn brownie points?

Did Anna lend you money?

Anna?

I know it was someone from the brewery.

Four and a half grand.

Ring any bells?

Your face says it all.

Her brother's outside, with a lawyer.

I want to see Louie.

My colleague hasn't finished her interview.

I've been instructed by Mr Evans to represent his sister,

so I'll sit in, thank you.

Who cares about fucking knitwear?

I'll pay for it.

I'll pay for ten of them. Just let her go.

It's not up to me.

This family has been through enough.

Your superiors won't even let me bury my son.

I have to hold a memorial without a body.

I'm sorry...

...but in a murder investigation, we can't release the body...

Louie's grieving her nephew.

All I'm asking is for you to show some compassion.

- Right, are we going or what? - Oh.

"Thanks for getting me out of the police station, Arwel."

Yes, thank you.

You promised me you weren't doing this any more.

Dylan can get you off the shoplifting charge, but...

...but he can't work miracles.

Right, can we get going now, please?

And if you needed money, you only had to ask.

Was this about Dad?

I understand if you feel like you were owed something.

That's not what happened.

So, why steal from the brewery?

Did Jack find out?

Oh, please tell me you didn't have anything to do with...

- Fine, I'll walk! - No, no. Please, no, no.

I'm sorry, all right? It's just...

It... it's all...

The police will want to interview you about the accounts...

...and I'll make sure Dylan sits in with you.

He says they'll get a warrant to search your house, so...

...if there's anything in there you don't want them to find...

Why would you do this for me?

Because we're family.

Hey.

What happened to Louie?

Arwel took her home.

- Did they charge her? - No.

I sorted it.

Thank you.

I know what's going on.

You gave her that money.

You do realise we'll never get it back?

I need to go round.

Can you pick up Cat and meet me at Louie's?

Yeah.

I saw her in the upstairs window.

- You've tried phoning? - Yeah, she won't answer.

What are you doing?

You'll break the window...!

Louie! Open the bloody door.

Leave me alone.

Louie, we just want to make sure you're OK.

We're not leaving until you speak to us.

Come on, love.

I can't.

Louie? Hey.

- It's us. - Go away.

Open the door.

Louie, open the door, or Cat will kick it in.

I'm OK.

You don't look it.

We just want to check on you. We're not here...

What's all this?

It's brand-new.

Stolen?

What, all of it?

How long have you been doing this?

Years.

On and off.

You ever been caught?

You can hardly move in here. How do you live?

Do you sell it?

No.

Then, what's the point?

Louie, if the police find this...

Yeah, they're getting a warrant.

Well, we need to get rid of everything right now.

- But there's shitloads. - Do you know anyone?

Oh, yeah, that's right - cos I'm the criminal.

- Well, do you? - No!

Well, yeah, maybe.

We can't involve anyone else. We just have to move it.

- Where? - The brewery sheds.

Too risky, the police are all over it.

- Jesus Christ, Louie. - I'm sorry.

You can hide it in our garage, as long as it's just for a day or two.

It's full of junk, anyway.

How do we move it without Richard seeing?

He'll be in bed by 9:00.

As long as we're quiet.

You sure it's OK?

We need to borrow a van.

My neighbour's got one, and he owes me a favour.

We can't muck about.

Right, come on, I'll give you a lift.

Can you stop?

I don't know.

Why didn't you ask us for help?

Cos... I like it.

We were sitting in the church at my father's funeral,

listening to the eulogies...

Or, the lies about this "good man".

There was a woman next to me,

I'd never seen her in my life, and she was crying.

Properly sobbing, you know, like she wanted the attention.

And her purse was sticking out of her coat.

It was red.

Fake leather, gold clasp.

And I took it.

And I saw her looking for it at the wake.

She was panicking and...

...she was shouting at the staff.

And I stood right next to her...

...with the purse in my pocket.

And I felt powerful, somehow.

In control.

It can't stay here long.

Don't worry, we'll sort something out.

Thank you.

Come on, let's go.

Have you seen my cufflinks?

Anna? Cufflinks.

They're in the drawer.

Oh.

Dad's ready to go.

- You look nice. - Can we get this over with?

Stop it, you'll mess your tie up.

There'd better be food. I'm starving.

I'll see you inside.

- We can't keep paying. - I don't think we have a choice.

We can't ignore it.

And I can't keep lying to Max.

- All I do is lie. I'm sick of it! - It's OK, love...

It's not OK. I'm not paying.

Anna, what are you doing?

Louie's not feeling well.

- It's starting. - I'll be right there.

We'll talk about this later.

No. I'm done.

Thank you for coming.

I'm not going to stand here...

...and pretend Jack was perfect.

Or popular.

But he was my son...

...and I loved him.

Jack had his troubles.

We all know that.

But I had hoped that by handing him a business and responsibility...

...like my father did for me,

it would have helped him find his place in the world.

But it wasn't to be.

In the end, Jack followed his own path.

He was fiercely unapologetic about who he was.

He burned fast... and bright.

Excuse me.

But whatever mistakes he may have made...

...I don't think any of us can say that he deserved this.

If we have to be here.

You probably shouldn't do that.

Shut up, you nerd. Have a drink.

You OK?

- I need wine. - I'll get it.

You came.

You asked me to.

What happened to your eye?

Nancy been knocking you around again?

Just me being clumsy.

You fancy buying a brewery?

You're not serious?

Thinking about it.

Arwel, it's been in your family for generations.

Well, maybe it's time to cut ties.

Draw a line under the whole thing.

Not looking for any extra investments right now.

Well, suits like that don't come cheap.

That portfolio of yours must be doing all right.

We're comfortable.

God, that sounds tedious.

Come on, Richard.

There's always room for growth.

Nancy's been telling me to scale back...

...and she's in charge.

Well, if you change your mind,

you know where I am.

Least the weather held off, eh?

Christ.

If we're going to be discussing the weather, I'm going to need a top-up.

Sorry.

It's all right.

You look nice.

Hey. Where's your sister?

I don't know.

Thank you.

I need to speak to my sister.

Sure.

- Let's go inside. - I don't want to go inside.

Now, please.

You're looking at me like I'm the enemy.

You burned his belongings.

I wasn't thinking straight.

No, you're smarter than that.

Louie...

...what's going on?

It all makes so much sense now.

And the thing is, I knew - in here, I knew -

but I kept telling myself it couldn't be true.

You're getting worked up.

- Have a drink. - No, I read about it.

Abuse repeating itself down the generations...

I-I d-don't... I don't know what you're...

Oh, yes, you do.

How many times have I covered for you?

How many scrapes have I got you out of?

And what do I get in return when I need you?

I get this!

This hysteria!

Yeah, but I know what I did was wrong.

I feel shit about it.

Every time I steal, I feel shit about myself,

but I can't stop.

Is that what it's like for you?

I need to know you feel remorse.

I need to know you're not like Dad.

You're still letting him get to you, after all these years?

We should have talked about it. We never talked about it...!

You should have seen someone!

I get it. He's the reason you stole from the brewery.

No, I didn't steal from his brewery.

I'd have resented me, too, if I were you.

But it was Dad's choice, not mine.

Yeah, we both know why Dad left everything to you.

The same reason he hung himself from those rafters!

He couldn't deal with what he'd done to you!

Yeah.

I knew.

I let it happen...

...cos I was glad it wasn't me.

He tried it once.

He came into my bedroom late at night.

I screamed the house down.

And over the years, I thought I'd dreamt it, like it was a nightmare,

but then I realised he hadn't stopped.

He'd chosen someone else.

He'd chosen you.

The brewery was the least you deserved.

And just so you know...

...Jack took that money.

I tried to talk to him, but every time I mentioned you,

he'd fly off the handle.

God, it all makes so much sense now.

You have no idea what I went through.

You were meant to protect him, to break the cycle.

I wanted my brother to salvage this fucking mess of a family!

You're deluded.

You don't know what you're saying.

You burned his things to protect yourself.

Was there a diary? An email?

Is that why you tried to buy him off?

Was that the guilt talking?

Please tell me there's guilt in there somewhere. Please, God!

You're just like Dad...!

You've always been...

...an embarrassment to this family.

And now you're a thief...

...and a fantasist.

I should've let the police lock you up.

It should be you in that morgue, not him.

It should be you.

Mum.

We've got a problem.

- How much has she had? - I don't know.

- How much, Ryan? - I don't know!

I found her like this.

She just needed to sit down for a bit.

Were you watching her?

- Weren't you? - It stinks...

Let's get her home.

Come here. Come on.

Thanks, Nance.

I'm so sorry.

Can everyone just back off?

You're making me feel worse.

Ryan, can you get a bucket?

She needs water.

What?

Don't look at me like that.

You made a fool of yourself today.

Taking after my mum.

I know who this is now.

I wish she was happier.

It's an old drawing.

I stopped doing self-portraits.

Started on these.

I really like this one.

Ah.

I could never get the pose right.

Will you draw me one day?

Like Rose from Titanic?

I love that film.

Me, too.

Don't tell anyone.

You secret is safe with me.

Sorry.

Why?

What...?

I'm just popping out.

Tam's asleep, but keep an eye on her.

OK.

Anna?

- Where you going? - Cup of tea with Louie.

I'll be half an hour.

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

We've retrieved an image from the pub's CCTV.

Can you see Jack?

No, but there's a vehicle.

Email the photo.

This is Arwel Evans.

Please leave a message, and I'll call you back.

It's me.

We need to talk.

You need to see someone, you need help.

Please call me.

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