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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

My beautiful daughter has lost her father.

This animal has stolen him from her.

Listen, I've got nothing else to say to you.

I told the other detectives everything I know about Stevie.

What more do you want?

-Have you got my money? -I said I'd pay it back, Ray.

A deal's a deal. I think we understood that.

[ Speaking Welsh ]

[ Scanner beeps ]

LAYLA: Rhys isn't stupid, Gina.

If he was in possession of a gun,

he would never have used it so close to home.

GINA: Rhys Morris...

-LUKE: Bastard! -...I'm arresting you

for assaulting a police officer.

RUSSELL: [ Screams ]

Stop her!

[ Grunts ]

[ Gasps, sobs ]

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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Horn blares ]

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[ Door opens ]

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[ Dishes clattering ]

We woke him. I said we would.

All right, bud?

You feeling a bit brighter today?

We didn't think you'd want to do this job yourself,

so, uh, Ray took the morning off work.

RAY: Liz would've been happy to know her stuff was going

to a good cause.

LINDA: We'll take this lot to the charity shop today,

and then we'll come back and get the rest tomorrow.

It's all going to the animal shelter.

But we've only just had her funeral.

Mate, well... [ Clears throat ]

It's best to get these things done and dusted

as soon as possible.

Trust me.

-Shall we put the kettle on? -Yeah.

I got milk.

I knew you wouldn't have bothered.

You're not selling the house.

Nanny said I was to live here. She said the house was mine.

That might have been what she said to your face, son.

It's what she wanted.

It's not what she said in her will.

This house belongs to your mother now.

-You're lying. -Linda, tell him.

Liz made a will when I married your dad.

Everything was left to the pair of us.

RAY: And since your dad's not here anymore,

-your mum inherits the lot. -But don't worry, love.

We're gonna help you find somewhere new to live.

I don't want anywhere new to live!

Well, it'll be a new start.

I don't want a new start! I want to stay here!

Oh, Sam.

Sam, please!

-[ Door closes ] -[ Sighs ]

I said it was too soon, didn't I?

There was never going to be a good time.

He'll come 'round.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Imitates gunshot ]

[ Music stops ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

Now tea.

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[ Birds chirping ]

No one lives there anymore.

Yeah. I heard they'd gone.

Friends of yours?

Nah.

Don't need that kind of trouble in my life.

Must be glad to see the back of them.

What makes you say that?

Noise, drugs, guns.

Don't want that kind of nonsense in a neighborhood like this.

Yeah. Life's been a lot easier since they've gone.

I've got to be honest.

Were you home the night the gun went off?

Yeah.

Couldn't get back to sleep for ages afterwards.

I'm not surprised. Must have been frightening.

So, do you know Rhys, then?

Nah. I don't, really.

You're not with the police or nothing like that, are you?

No, love.

Just looking for somewhere to live.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Door opens ]

Okay.

Over so soon?

Apparently, yes.

[ Door closes ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Mixer whirring ]

[ Whirring stops ]

LINDA: Sam...

Oi.

Mum.

All right.

Okay.

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[ Music continues ]

-Oi. -Hey!

Sam!

GINA: Give it back. Give it back!

RAY: Give that back to your sister, Sam.

-This is not fair. -[ Laughs ]

-Now! -Ow!

Ow!

RAY: It's not nice to be picked on, is it?

-You're hurting me! -What's that? I can't hear you.

-Let him go. Please. -Ow!

You've got a lot of growing up to do, boy.

You give it back.

Give it back!

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[ Alarm blaring ]

RAY: You little bastard, Sam!

Sam, get back here!

Sam! Sam, get back here!

-Sam! -No! You're not my dad!

[ Echoing ] No! You're not my dad!

[ Alarm blaring ]

You see what he done to that car?

[ Music continues ]

Right. Okay.

Gina?

[ Telephone ringing in distance ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Music continues ]

Beth?

[ Door opens ]

[ Wheels rattling ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

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[ Clears throat ]

Staff meeting. Now.

All right! Can I have your attention?

I'm only gonna say this once, so listen up.

Someone's been thieving.

Mobiles, MP3 players, watches --

£4,000 worth of stock by all accounts.

Now, company policy is very clear on this kind of thing.

If anyone is caught stealing, you're out.

Now, if anyone wants to come clean, now is your chance.

The police might go easier on you if you do.

No?

All right.

We'll start by searching your lockers, then.

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[ Scanner beeps ]

[ Scanner beeps ]

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I'm telling you -- I didn't take all that stuff!

Honestly, man! It wasn't me! Let me go!

Why would I take all of it, man?!

Have I ever nicked anything?

Come on, boss! It wasn't me, all right?

[ Birds crying, horn blows in distance ]

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[ Buzzer sounds ]

Delivery for Patricia Rose.

[ Buzzer sounds ]

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Douglas!

[ Breathing heavily ]

I want to talk to Douglas!

[ Birds chirping, dog barking in distance ]

[ Brakes squeak ]

[ Bag thuds, keys jingle ]

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Hello?

MAN: Bastard.

[ Both grunting ]

[ Groans ]

[ Inhales sharply ] Twat!

-But -- -[ Groaning ]

Sor-- Sorry!

Ow!

Stevie's a bastard. I'm bloody glad he's dead.

Best news I've had in weeks!

Mrs. Rose?

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Cellphone beeping ]

All -- Yeah. All right.

MAN: Police. How can I help you?

I know you've been asked once by the duty sergeant,

but for the record --

Are you sure you don't want a solicitor present?

What's the point?

You know I did it, so there's no use in pretending otherwise.

Why did you do it, Susan?

Because of that bastard Stevie Rose.

His father and I had an understanding.

Douglas, you mean?

Douglas Rose.

We loved each other.

Why else do you think he kept supporting me?

One thousand a month I was getting,

and then bloody Stevie found out.

What did he do?

He got power of attorney over Douglas' affairs,

and then two months back, he stops the direct debit.

I went 'round there. Tried to explain.

But Stevie wouldn't have it.

Said I kept sponging off his family quite enough

and I could go swivel.

And Douglas?

-Douglas doesn't know. -You can't be sure of that.

Douglas would never cut me off.

I know too much. I know their secrets.

What secrets, Susan?

Eight years we were together,

and that bastard Stevie wouldn't let me visit --

even after the wife carked it.

What secrets, Susan?

I can't say any more.

CARL: Okay. Interview terminated at 16:57.

LAYLA: Mrs. Rose has asked to speak to us

about the incident at her home earlier today.

I don't want you taking this matter with Susan any further.

Last few weeks have been upsetting enough

without this as well.

She was threatening to set fire to a car.

I've known Susan a long time.

She gets emotional, gets herself worked up,

and I manage the situation.

We have to consider the public's safety, Mrs. Rose.

How is the case into Stevie's murder coming along?

I heard hundreds of people came forward after my appeal.

You been in touch with them all, checked what's been said?

There's a significant quantity of information.

It willtake time.

How much time do you need?

Stevie died two weeks ago,

and here we are talking about a sad, pathetic woman

who still holds a candle for my father-in-law.

You should be looking for whoever killed Stevie,

not charging her.

Well?

Okay.

-[ Cellphone beeping ] -Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Tick-tock, Sam.

LAYLA: Still plowing through the information from the public?

I doubt you'll find anything interesting.

Ma'am...had you ever come across Douglas Rose before?

Stevie's father.

He was on our radar back in the day. Why?

Well, I know Carl interviewed him.

I...I just wondered whether there was a connection.

There was nothing to pursue.

Do you think Stevie could have been involved

in something his father had started?

Douglas wasn't a dangerous man, Gina.

Yeah, he -- he sold a few dodgy cars

and laundered the money through his business

but nothing that would have got a man killed.

Besides, he was involved in a bad car crash five years ago.

His wife died.

And as I understand it, he hardly leaves the house.

But keep asking the questions, though, Gina.

Good night.

Night, ma'am.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Brakes squeak ]

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

Ray.

Oh. There's a surprise.

Didn't Mum tell you I'm gonna buy the house?

She did, aye.

I look forward to getting your offer.

You don't think I'm serious.

I think you're serious about wantingto buy the place.

But in the real world,

no bank's gonna lend you that kind of money.

-You don't know that. -You've got bad credit history.

You're on a zero-hours contract.

Yeah, and I'm gonna get a loan.

And what will you do when everybody knocks you back?

You gonna go and see Russell and borrow it?

Eh? Just don't expect me to save your skin again if you do.

This isn't fair!

Why won't you give me a chance for once in my life?

Sam.

You buying this house is not a good idea.

Believe it or not, one of these days, you'll thank me.

I need you to go immediately to this address in Cwmafan.

The girlfriend's asking for you.

Yes, ma'am.

[ Birds chirping ]

Where's the body?

-Up in the bathroom, ma'am. -Thank you.

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[ Music continues ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

WOMAN: Hello. Douglas Rose Motors.

Can I help you?

[ Cellphone beeps ]

CARL: Jason Eastwood.

When exactly did he stop working for Rose Motors?

Jason left over a year ago.

Why?

He had to go.

You can't land a punch on the man who pays your wages

and expect to keep your job.

CARL: What, they fought?

TRACY: It took two of the lads to pull Jason off Stevie.

You didn't tell us this before.

Look, Jason and Stevie were mates.

That's what was so weird about it all.

They'd sometimes go to the cafe down the road at lunchtime,

have a joke together out the back.

So what happened?

I thought they must have fallen out over something personal --

a girl, maybe.

My life would be a lot easier if there wasn't

so much testosterone flying around that place.

I said as much to that other lot.

Who?

The ones who came sniffing 'round the other day.

CARL: Police?

Two blokes pretending to be interested in a four-by-four.

I soon saw through them, though.

Did they speak to anyone else?

The boys in the workshop.

I don't know what was said, though.

What did they look like?

Dodgy.

They had tattoos.

Okay, everybody. Listen up, please.

It seems you're not the only ones

who want to know why Stevie Rose was murdered.

My guess is the people who are asking questions

about Jason Eastwood are the same people

who attacked Russell Lloyd-Davies.

Okay. What are we thinking?

I spoke to a man hanging around outside Rhys Morris' house.

He was acting suspicious, asking questions.

He matches the description

that Tracy Collins from Rose Motors gave us.

I checked the car registration. It didn't exist.

Right. Okay. Anything else?

LUKE: Maybe Jason was a part of whatever Stevie was up to.

He decided to get rid of him and keep the profits of their scam.

CARL: So what, when Stevie's body turned up,

he panicked, ended it?

The police doctor's initial report has arrived.

It wasn't a suicide.

Jason was suffocated long before he went into the water.

We need to do better.

CARL: Absolutely, ma'am.

SAM: Iawn.

CAI: All right.

So?

Okay.

[ Exhales deeply ] Okay.

-[ Baby crying ] -CARL: Aww!

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[ Music continues ]

[ Mouse clicking, keys clicking ]

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

GINA: Hiya.

Hiya.

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[ Urinating ]

[ Clears throat ]

MAN: You're Aled, right?

Yeah.

[ Latch clicks ]

What did you tell her?

[ Brake clicks ]

You all right, mate?

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Can you hear me?

Oi, mate.

-Oh, fuck. What -- -Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Get the keys.

-Hang about, now, boys. -Quiet.

-What is this, eh? -Quiet!

-Right. What are you -- -Shut it!

Is it full?

SAM: Yeah.

Come on. Hurry up.

Back off!

When they ask you what happened,

just say you were shit scared and you ran off.

That's probably not far from the truth, is it, eh?

[ Grunting ]

Now who's shit scared, eh?!

[ Both grunting ]

CAI: [ Moaning ]

[ Gun cocks ]

-MAN: Scared, eh? Well?! -No. No, no. No.

-I should smash your head in! -Drop it now or I'll shoot!

CAI: [ Breathing heavily ]

N-Now!

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Right.

Drop it!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

[ Woman singing in Welsh, mid-tempo music playing ]

MAN: ♪ Somebody should've warned you ♪

[ Music continues ]

[ Group singing in Welsh ]