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[ Speaking Welsh ]

CAI: Come on, Sam.

KERRY: They've got a gun.

[ Gunshot ]

KERRY: They ran tests on the bullet.

It came from the same gun that was used to kill Stevie Rose.

Please, Gina.

[ Siren wailing ]

PAUL: Ray was right.

There's something wrong with you.

Sam Jenkins. We'd like you to come with us.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Sam.

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

[ Seabirds crying ]

It's the tenant.

-I own this house. -Not for much longer.

They've offered the full asking price.

-Get lost. -Keep your hair on.

I want you gone now.

-Hey! I was invited. -Hey.

That's enough, Sam.

Here's the keys for the shed.

That temper of yours is gonna get you in a lot of trouble.

-You said I could buy the house. -And you can.

Find the money, make me an offer.

-Yeah, well, I need more time. -That's the problem, Sam.

That guy there has the deposit, the mortgage,

and he wants to complete as soon as possible.

Your mother has offered you a flat

close to the beach, near the surf.

Most people would bite her hand off.

Does Mam know you're selling this place from under me?

-Linda knows it's for the best. -Oh, for you, aye.

One less headache, enough cash in the bank for, what,

new car, nice holiday?

Both, probably.

Aye, I imagine you're a bit short after the robbery too.

How much was it you told the police was taken, again?

Five grand?

What are you trying to say, Sam?

I don't buy it.

The Ray I know is always careful with money.

He wouldn't leave that much just lying around the office.

Unless of course he didn't want Mam to know about it.

Two and two don't make five, son.

So you're not hiding anything, then?

I keep myself to myself at work, but people talk and I listen.

-You don't know anything. -Don't I?

I don't want to tell Mam.

I wouldn't want to upset her, but...

...I don't want to leave this house either.

[ Door closes ]

[ Indistinct talking, telephone ringing ]

Oh, come on.

[ Door opens ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Music stops ]

[ Door closes ]

Patricia.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Footsteps ]

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Carl.

What? Get off me, will you?

Get off. Get your hands off!

Look, I wasn't trying to pinch it, honest!

I wasn't!

I was just coming out to show someone.

-Who? -My friend!

-Right, I can't see them now. -I'm phoning the police.

No. No, you don't need to do that.

Look, I said I wasn't pinching it, didn't I?

Look, I'm coming back inside. Look, I'm taking it off, see?

Is that the jacket you were talking about?

Give us a twirl, then.

How much is it?

70. What do you think?

Do you like it?

It's all right.

Yeah, I reckon we should get it, then.

70, is it?

Happy now?

Shouldn't judge a book by its cover, should you?

-Thanks. -It's okay.

It's a nice jacket.

-I thought so too. -[ Chuckles ]

All right.

Cheers for the chat.

Hi. Yeah. I'd like to order some files that aren't on the system.

Historic gun crimes.

Come on!

You're mad.

Can I have a cone, please, with a Flake?

-Hello. -And what do you fancy?

[ Chuckles ] I'm all right, honest.

I'm buying you an ice cream whether you like it or not.

Make it two.

Can I have strawberry sauce on mine, please?

What are you, like six or something?

Diolch.

Oh, my God.

Um, Simon.

-Sam. -Oh. Thanks.

Ta.

Too wrapped up in my own drama, as usual.

Oh.

But I wouldn't pay 70 quid for it.

Well, you didn't have to.

It must be my lucky day.

I was gonna be a photographer.

Not a wedding photographer or anything like that.

An artist, you know?

He was a bit...

Missed my lectures.

So I'm not a photographer anymore, am I?

-Sorry. -Don't be.

Fabulous in fake fur.

Come off it.

Architect? Lawyer?

Job in Simians. Night shift.

How do you have all that money, then?

[ Clears throat ]

That's why you're so sad.

The sad beautiful boy.

[ Speaks Welsh ] Gina...

D.I. Roberts.

Ma'am.

Carl?

Diolch.

No, I said not to bring the wall down until we had the joist.

Forget it. I'll sort it when I see you, okay?

Heya.

You're home early.

I was gonna surprise you. Never mind, eh?

I went to see Sam.

He's, uh, very pleased you're letting him stay in the house.

If it stops him moaning, it'll be worth it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, let him stay in the house as long as he wants, Linda.

Or until he runs up so many bills

that he can't afford to live there anymore.

Makes no odds to me.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Got to go.

There's some, uh, problems at the chapel conversion.

-See you later. -Ta-ta.

Hello? Yeah.

Eh, hang on a minute.

Yeah, we're gonna need to be careful.

I think someone might be onto us.

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Giggling ] Oh!

Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip! Strip!

-Thank you, Tokyo! -[ Laughs ]

Strip!

[ Both breathing heavily ]

[ Both exhale sharply ]

[ Door closes ]

Hiya.

Cautions. Suspended sentences.

Handling stolen goods, trespassing, fraud.

Gina, please.

Gina.

-[ Door closes ] -[ Sighs ]

[ Laughs ]

[ Laughs ]

[ Laughs ]

-Morning, tiger. -Hello.

ELA: [ Chuckles ]

Ages. Sleeping's for dead people.

Mm, yeah.

I remember you from school now.

And he was a big guy.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Oh, shit.

Sam?

Um...

Oh, come on. You're one to talk.

Nice one.

Sam.

[ Speaking Welsh ]

[ Car door opens ]

[ Car door closes ]

RAY: Gina?

All right?

How are you?

Hug?

I feel so stupid.

I mean, how many people in work knew my dad

had a criminal record?

She should have told me.

And you must have known.

Don't blame your mother, love.

That was a lifetime ago.

She's spent the last 20 years

trying to forget about what happened to Gwyn.

Is that why you came to see your brother?

Yeah.

Only wanted to talk to him.

He's got some girl in there.

Sam has?

Yep, sent me packing like the big I am.

Do you want me to have a word with him for you?

No, it's all right.

He's angry at me.

I brought him into the police station yesterday

so he could answer some questions

about the robbery at your place.

Do you think he knows something?

He knew Cai Rosser.

They worked together at Simians.

I thought Sam could help us find the accomplice.

But he couldn't?

Said he hardly knew Cai.

I mean, only Sam could work somewhere for three years

and not make friends with anyone.

[ Chuckles ]

What are you doing here, anyway?

I came to make sure the estate agent had taken the board down.

You changed your mind?

Big softy.

I got to go to work.

Gina.

Mind how you go.

[ Door closes ]

The house that Stevie Rose was renting is now empty.

The owner said he'd received a text message

from Stevie giving notice.

The house had been cleared and cleaned.

All we managed to find was, uh,

a clutch of personal items in one of the bedrooms --

a hairbrush, a necklace,

and, well, a brand of lipstick that's not sold locally.

Why was Stevie renting the house?

Who was living there?

There's also the possibility that the vehicles

from Rose Motors were being used to transport stolen goods.

So is this where the goods were being kept?

Let's get people up there asking questions, please.

LUKE: Gina?

Heya.

Sorry.

[ Door opens ]

ELA: I phoned the police.

Well, you better phone them back again

and tell them you've made a mistake.

I'm Sam's stepfather.

Come 'round here often to poke around, do you?

Do yourself a favor and leave.

You're pretty good-looking. You could do a lot better.

Sam said you were a charmer.

Oh, I have my moments.

What are you looking for? Maybe I can help you.

I doubt it.

I'll just wait for the police to arrive, then.

You can tell them.

An intruder, I said.

But I didn't know then that you were violent,

that you'd grab me by my hair, try and have sex with me.

You didn't phone anyone.

No?

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music stops ]

Inheritance?

Liar.

[ Speaking Welsh ]

Yes, Gina? Did you want me for something?

I'm sorry, ma'am. I don't know where to start.

If you've got a problem,

you should speak to your line manager.

I can't be everyone's first port of call.

Did you know I was Gwyn Jenkins's daughter?

I saw the files.

It said you worked on the murder investigation, but you've --

you never said anything to me.

Would it have been appropriate if I had?

I don't know.

Maybe.

It was 20 years ago, Gina.

If the connection had been a problem,

you wouldn't have been allowed to join the force.

It said you were working as a P.C. at the time,

and you were there the day he was shot.

Look, I know my dad was in and out of trouble, but...

Did you ever come across him when he was alive?

Gina...

I just want to understand what he was mixed up in.

If you've seen the files,

there's not a lot more I can add.

Do you believe it was a case of mistaken identity,

or -- or was someone out to get him?

-I'm sorry for your loss... -I just want answers.

...but we're here to deal with crimes

committed in the here and now.

I wish I could tell you more about your father,

But honestly, I can't help you.

-Do you need to go home? -No.

-If you do... -I'm fine.

Sorry.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Well?

Give us a look.

Quick waz and we'll go.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Toilet flushes ]

[ Mid-tempo hip-hop music plays]

[ Rapping indistinctly ]

Chinese or Indian?

♪ A simple-minded man trying to hide his plan ♪

[ Laughs ]

Hey, come here.

♪ A simple-minded man trying to hide his plan ♪

[ Laughs ]

[ Rapping indistinctly ]

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

I'm a one-off.

[ Laughs ] This is the drugs talking.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

LEANNE: Hello?

Hello? Who's that?

Who's there?

Hello?

Is there someone messing about?

Right, I can see you. Don't move.

I'm calling the police. Get back against the wall now!

Don't move!

♪ It's such a modern way to die ♪

♪ It's such a modern way ♪

♪ To die ♪

[ Man singing in Welsh ]

[ Woman singing in Welsh ]