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I'm vulnerable.

The corner of my farm
that the Asp flows through

is not our land.

Don't do that, oi!

No!

- He talked about
selling up recently.

- I scout out plots of
land all over Europe

and then match them
up with buyers.

Footage made
interesting viewing.

The northeastern corner of
the farm isn't even yours.

It belongs to your late
neighbor, Owen Thomas.

It's okay, Nathan.

Your secret's safe with me.

- How about coming to work
on the farm for a bit?

- Whenever you do me a favor,
it always feels like there's

something in it for you.

Just like that.

- Johnny, he lost
his way a bit.

He's killed a
man, taken a life.

DC Jane Crowther.

- I want to report a
suspicious incident.

Anonymous?

Exactly, anonymous.

- That prick Anderson,
he was a big I am,

he'd have hit their warehouse.

- Drugs come hidden in stuff,
furniture, legal stuff.

- Powys Garden Center,
the warehouse behind it--

that's where you
keep it, isn't it?

Your drugs.

You need a new warehouse,
and I got the perfect spot.

You want me to buy the farm?

- No,
I want you to contribute.

- What exactly
are you offering?

Camouflage.

Jane Crowther has got
a witness who thinks

he saw us down at the mine.

- This sounds like
bad news for us.

- I gotta find out exactly
what Jane Crowther knows.

Nathan?

Hello, Malcolm.

I come bearing gifts.

Ah, shit.

Caleb?

- I found the witness
from the mine.

What?

Nathan.

Good to meet you.

Come in.

Caleb told me everything.

I'd have done the
same for my lad.

It sounds like the scumbag
had it coming, right?

Right.

- Crowther won't
get shit out of me.

Don't you worry.

I wanted to scare them off.

Burned his car and
strapped him in it first.

Yeah, family first.

Yeah.

Quite right.

Where's my bloody manners?

You haven't got a drink.

How?

Oh, I, um--

I asked Gaz, you know, who
works at the camping shop,

if he knew any lampers
or fishermen who

go up the mine on a weekend.

Here you go.

Oh, thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Cheers.

- Are you going to tell
me what's going on?

Have I earned your trust?

- Well, I told you, I
just want to keep you out

of this whole Crowther thing.

- Why would Jane
Crowther be an obstacle

to me working at the farm?

- I need you to
trust me, okay, Caleb?

Just trust me, will you?

- Yeah, well, in the
words of Pete Townshend,

I won't get fooled again.

What do you--

What do you want?

Do you have news?

Is he going to sell the farm?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't think so.

I think he's buying
the farm next door.

- I'm surprised
he can afford it.

- Maybe he's getting
a second mortgage.

- What do you
think's behind him--

- Oh, that's it.
Bottom line, you used me.

No, Caleb.

You had your eyes open.

- Yeah, and I don't
feel good about it, even

if the bastard deserves it.

- You told me he was
buying the farm next door.

That was a common--

Oh, fuck off.

That's him, Khalad Rogan.

- Thanks for the
lamb, by the way.

Food bank were very grateful.

Okay.

- You underestimated
Malcolm big-time.

He saw you snooping
around my office.

- It's not the
time or the place--

- And if you think nobbling
a witness will stop me,

you don't know me at all.

Monday morning, first
thing, I'm letting

the dogs loose at the mine--

cadaver dogs, Nathan-- to see
what we might find down there.

You think I won't find
your DNA on Kenny Davies?

You or Johnny so much as
breathed on him, it's there.

- All right,
you want me to trust you?

So this is me trusting you.

Kenny's associates
came looking for him.

And I had to pay their price.

- What about your new
business partner, Taki?

Turok.

Has he fished Kenny out yet?

Not to my knowledge, no.

- You might want to tell
him to get a shimmy on,

for all our sakes.

That won't stop Crowther.

She wants a win.

She said a scalp, something
to wow Newport CID.

- Why don't we
get the body out?

- For a hundred reasons,
practical and strategic.

Strategic?

Who says it's not a trap?

If she's watching the
place, rigged up a camera,

we're screwed, red-handed.

Who is that guy?

He's my brother.

What do you want?

- Someone to see you,
vet at Gwen's farm.

- Okay, tell him I'll
be right there.

You come with me.

- No, tell him I'll
be right there.

It's just the vet.

- Want me to go?
- No, no, no.

I'll get it.

You get on.

It'll be about the TB.

A little change here, then?

Sadly, yeah.

Their plan is to expand
Gwen's egg business.

- And, uh, who are
"they" exactly?

Oh, I don't know.

I just deal with the tenant.

He comes warmly recommended.

- My advice is cull
the inconclusives

and get the herd sold ASAP.

Right.

- Sometimes you need to
kill a few healthy cows for

the betterment of the herd.

- Hello?
Rhys?

What happened?

All this waiting
and hollering--

where are you?

You fucker!

Twat!

- Our operation is
targeting network and street

level activity alike.

The recovery of Khalad Rogan
was a significant development

as he was responsible
for the death

of a serving police officer.

We also know that Rogan
played a pivotal

and longstanding role
in the local

distribution of heroin,

a role which, thankfully,
is now at an end.

But if his partners
in crime believe

that our investigation
will now peter out,

they are sorely mistaken.

Thank you.

Hello, stranger.

Yeah, you're right.

Look, I know you're out.

Canned all your customers.

It's temporary.

Not what I heard.

I hear your line's dead.

Kaput, over and out.

How's that your problem?

I've been thinking.

You could work for me.

Consolidation.

Meet me behind the Raglan
tomorrow morning, fire escape.

- You sold yourself
as a clean skin,

your upstanding position in
the community and the solitude

of your farm.

But now the police
keep coming around,

and you could be up for
manslaughter, or worse.

Was I missold, Nathan?

Did you lie to me?

- Have you retrieved
his body yet?

It's in hand.

- Well, you might want to
consider expediting that.

- Beating Crowther
to the punch.

Yeah, exactly.

Why should I help you?

- We're partners
now, aren't we?

- Even if we get Kenny out,
it sounds like Crowther

is not going away.

So we need to get rid of her?

What?

No, no.

Look, I-- I've-- well,
it's not really a plan.

It's more of an idea.

An idea?

Yeah.

Sometimes in farming,
you have to kill

a healthy animal for the
betterment of the herd.

Is that right?

- Yeah, I've seen this
Detective Chief Inspector

Anderson on the news.

I know his type--

thorough, remorseless.

Crowther's got nothing on him.

Strikes me he's not going
to stop looking for this

warehouse unless he thinks
he's found it.

Go on.

- Well, you might have
to lose some drugs

to make it convincing,
perhaps a couple of guys.

That's up to you.

But he'll leave us in peace.

- You're saying I should
sacrifice the warehouse.

What about the policewoman?

Two birds, one stone.

All right?

Jane, someone to see you.

- First of all, I want to
thank you for offering to turn

a blind eye to whatever it is.

I deny making any such offer.

- Okay, but you did
say you'd keep--

- The cadaver dogs are
coming on Monday, Nathan.

They're going to
find that body.

And after that, it's
out of my hands.

What if I give you something?

Okay, well, it might be
nothing.

Johnny and I went to
the tractor showroom,

you know, by the garden
center the other day.

And we took a wrong turn.

Okay.

- So you know that man
who killed the officer

in Newport the other week?

Callahan something,
I think his name is--

was.

What about him?

- Well, he was there, you
know, with another guy--

young, weird hair, and tattoos.

What were they doing?

- They were smashing
up garden furniture.

And the thing is,
it looked brand new.

Expensive, too.

Bunny!

Fucking hit him, boys.

Fucking wanker.

Yeah?

Get the answers from
here, pop it in there.

Uh, back in your seat, please.

Thank you.

It's your brother.

Oh, my god.

Excuse me!

Can everyone sit down, please?

Jesus.

Hey!

Get back in your seats.

Sadie.

Sadie, come back here!

Sadie.

Sadie!

Oh, come home, Sadie.

Come home.

Oh, my god.

No Sadie?

She's gone home.

Someone beat Rhys up.

Did she want to go home?

I mean, was it her decision?

It's important, Johnny.

Yeah, yeah.

She wanted to go.

Fucking amazing.

- I hear you're the
proud new owner.

- Well, I sensed the
time was of the essence.

Hmm.

Yeah, I won't deny it.

I feel bereft, if not gazumped.

So, how did you cross
paths with Hakan?

Anyway, good luck, Scott.

You, too, Nathan.

- You told him I was thinking
of buying Gwen's place?

Yeah.

- It was when you keep
me at arm's length.

I lashed out.
I wasn't thinking.

- No, you weren't.
No change there.

Okay, Nathan.

- I'm gonna have Foley
crawling all over Gwen's place.

- Yeah, well, in fairness,
I didn't know what was

going on when I spoke to him!

- That's a good reason
to keep your mouth shut.

And now you sound like Dad!

- Well, Dad wasn't
always wrong!

- You give a dog a bad name,
and one day you live up to it--

or a good name, in your case.

How do I get rid of
these bastards, Caleb?

- Sorry, they didn't
cover that in basic training.

Ah.

All that shouting, I thought
you might be thirsty.

Thank you.

- I checked out your
friend, Scott Foley.

He's at the "yes means no"
end of land acquisition.

Yeah, I kind of figured that.

- Well, if you want a propane
plant built in a national park,

here's your man.

Or he was.

He's bent force.

- Well, his big scouts
were a few years

back, bagging the land up in
Kamorok Valley, for example.

Six farmers with
shared water access

found the supply
becoming polluted,

cause unknown and
not impossible it

was natural fermentation.

Forward one, two
years, and all bar one

have sold up to various
third party companies, who,

in turn, sold up to DG Bio.

Could be a coincidence.

- Yeah, it could
have been, except DG

tried to buy the land a decade
earlier and were rebuffed.

Huh.

Countryside is changing.

A lot of new players
and hidden agendas.

You can say that again.

You took his money, Caleb.

- What, so you've
come clean, have you?

Oh.

I won't be in a
rush to forgive him.

I don't know.

Spilt milk under the
bridge, isn't it?

For you, maybe.

I'm not sure about Foley.

Sounds like a man with
something to prove.

Get down on the ground!

Get on the ground now!

Armed police!

Armed police!
- Police!

Get down on the ground!

Hands behind your head.

- Hands up!
Get down!

Hands behind your head!
Head down!

Head down!

Don't move.

- We believe
the lines emanating

from this warehouse supplied
the whole of South Wales.

And locating it has been
a key goal of Newport CID.

But in the end,
it took a mixture

of coordinated policing
and local intelligence

to secure a result.

Nice one.

You all right?

Sadie?

Um, you know, I--

I was-- I was just
thinking maybe

she could come and live here.

Live here?

Yeah.

You know, permanently.

She'd be safe, Dad.

- Yeah, well, look,
let's, um--

let's have a talk about that.

It-- it wouldn't
be straightforward.

Okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, we'll talk about that.

I'll see you later.

Where are you going?

- The bank manager's taking
me out to dinner at the Rose.

There's plenty of bread, and
there's ham in the fridge.

I won't be late.

- It worked, the raid
on the garden center.

Drew Anderson's sting,
just as you predicted.

I can see I'm going to
have to watch you, Nathan.

- What was it you wanted
to talk to me about?

- Life has taught me it's
precisely these moments you

need to keep your guard up.

Resist complacency.

You won my respect, but
now you must earn my trust.

- Have I done anything
to make you mistrust me?

Your brother.

I know you've
told him about us.

- Well, actually,
he pretty much

figured it out for himself--

He knows, is the point.

- Well, all things
considered, it's

better to have him
inside the tent pissing

out than the other way around.

- You're going to collect a
consignment from the docks.

The consignment will come in
the form of hatchery equipment

from Europe.

I will provide the lorry,
but it's a two-man job.

Right.

Well, I'll see if Caleb
can throw a sick--

No, you take Eva.

She's calm and sensible.

I have another plan for Caleb.

All right?

What's up?

You got cold feet?

Second thoughts?

I know what cold feet means.

No.

I go, my own.

I thought Turok asked for me.

Then you can't go on your own.

I appreciate the gesture.

If something goes
wrong, if we get--

Don't say it.

Don't say it.

- If we get caught, we're going
to prison for a long time.

Come on.

1 o'clock on the dot.

Is that your son?

My mother.

She puts him against me.

Well, that's no good.

Is, uh, Dad on the scene,
if you don't mind me asking?

- Dad hasn't seen him
since he was six months.

Tsk.

Didn't work out then.

- He took everything, all my
savings, and came to London.

I came here to
get my money back.

You got tools, right?

I told your boss
we needed tools.

Yeah, we brought tools.

Well, go and fetch him then.

- If it was up to me, you'd
be down there with him.

Oh.

Now that,
I'd like to see.

Now go fetch your tools.

Enough!

Go get the tools.

Oh, shit.

Scott Foley.

Let him pass.

He can't follow
us to the docks.

Oh, god.

Let me talk to him.

I'll find out what he wants.

No.

What are you doing?

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

No one coming?

You okay?

Paperwork.

Thank you.

- Control, can you take
a look at this, please?

Over.

Copy.

Is there a problem?

Yeah.

Have you been in an accident?

Oh.

Oh, no, I just, uh--

no, I just had to
stop very suddenly.

Okay.

- Some boy racer coming
in the other direction.

Mm.

Well, there's a
lot of it about.

Okay.

Should be sorting and orders.

You need Bay 19.

You won't forget this.

That's why we've gone
to the bother, isn't it?

Give him a headstone.

Remember what a
diamond he was when

he wasn't assaulting girls and
pushing drugs on schoolkids.

Come on.

Ugh.

- Okay, I've got an
incubator, a feed

shed, and miscellaneous
other poultry equipment.

Sounds about right.

- And the reason
for importation?

The reason?

It's just for the form.

- You mean why import products
that are available in the UK?

Um, I mean, it's
more cost effective,

I suppose, to import.

You're free to load up.

Heh.

Johnny.

What?

Come in.

Hi, Sadie.

Hi.

How have you been?

Okay.

- Well, that's not
much of an answer, is it?

"Okay"?

We've been all right,
though, haven't we?

Ticking along.

Can I talk to you, please?

Alone.

Well, that's not very nice.

That hurts.

Sadie.

Oh, just tell him, Sade.

Set him straight.

- Look, we don't have secrets,
me and Rhys, all right?

Secrets?

Yeah.

Whatever you wanna
say to me, you can

say it in front of my brother.

I think he's ready, Sadie.

I think he needs to know.

Stop it, Rhys.

No, go on.

What do I need to know?

Come on.

Tell me, Sade.

- It was her idea
to get you involved.

Yeah.

Said Johnny's a right mug.

He'll fall for anything, yeah?

Bullshit.

- It was her idea to
trick you with the parcel.

You bit down on that
like a fucking Snickers.

Pissing ourselves
about that one.

Is it true, Sadie?

Yeah.

- Asking her to come
to your fucking farm.

She thought that was
hilarious, but then--

- Leave him alone, Rhys.
Leave him alone.

Yeah, the truth hurts.

- Oh, no, no, no, no.
Go on.

Go on.
Go on.

Cry your little heart out, eh?

Fuck, you know what gets me?

Someone like me, you'll see
and you can't seem to bother.

Well, that's just
unfortunate, ain't it?

One of those things
to be expected.

Our fault, basically.

Someone like you, Johnny,
that's something else entirely.

That's a tragedy.

They're talking about
it on the fucking news.

And it's definitely
not your fault, is it?

And why is that?

It's 'cause
you're worth more.

No, you just are, aren't you?

You-- you're better.

And one of you's worth--

worth two of me, 10 of me.

It's just a fact of life.

Uh-- I, uh--

I just wanna talk, Bunny.

Come on.

Come.

World's changing.

And the town with it.

You're living on borrowed time.

You what?

- Next time, it won't be
a knife in the backside.

Why don't you break the
habit of a lifetime, Bunny,

and use your brain?

I know you're back
in business, Bunny,

filling the gap in the market.

And the line is reestablished.

That county line is shit.

It's just to sell
papers, scare people.

- You're saying it's
not a real thing.

- No, I'm saying,
it's exaggerated,

blown out of proportion.

You scratched the surface.

Nothing's changed.

- And she said-- get
this-- she said, it's okay.

My nan's a hairdresser.

- Well,
that's okay, then.

Johnny, wait.

No way.

Yes!

Oh!

- Wait, Chips, who is it?
- Aw, Chips.

- Who is it?
- Hello.

Hey, Dad.

Oh, I've missed you.

Oh, my girl.

What are you doing here?

Hi, Dad.

Oh!

So this is Eva.

Hi, Eva.

Good to meet you.

I just about remember you.

- Yeah, well, I've lost some
weight and grown some hair.

I can see that.

And you're in the same room as
Dad, so progress all around?

- Oh, I see someone
hasn't changed.

Speak for yourself.

So what's prompted this then?

Well, a few things.

You saying everything was
right as rain for one.

I didn't say that, did I?

So what's new?

Do you want a drink?

You all right?

- It wouldn't have
worked, would it?

Sadie coming and living here.

Uh, no, probably not.

Doesn't mean you have to
like it, though, does it?

Johnny.

What happened at the Raglan,
I wish to God you hadn't

been put in that position.

But you were.

You were.

And when it counted, you
made the right choice,

the brave choice.

What about Alice?

Don't worry about that.

I'll deal with it.

- How are we going to
get rid of him, Dad?

- We do what my dad would have
done, what all farmers do.

We settle in and bide
our time and wait.

Stand in rich field,
midwinter.

And everything's dead
and knackered and silent.

Thought of spring and
summer seems impossible.

But eventually,
it rolls around.

That's what's going
to happen with this.

Sooner or later, they're
gonna blink or make a mistake.

And when they do,
we make our move.

It's that easy.

- I didn't say it
was going to be easy.

Come here.

Come here, boy.

Come here, boy.