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[tense music]

♪

- I've got to go to Newport
after school,

give Kenny the takings.

- Who's Kenny?

- That's him.

♪ Z like the wizard

♪ Wizard

♪ Now I got it cooking

♪ But I ain't in the

- All right, Kenny?

- The count's short
and Rhys doesn't show up,

doesn't call, message,
nothing.

I just need a word with Dan.

Is the suite free?

- Yeah, sure.

[tense music]

[heavy breathing]

- Ugh!

♪

Ugh!

[body thuds]

- Hello?

- Dad, it's me.

I--I think--I think
I've just killed someone.

♪

[rain pattering]

♪

- Now, we need to get
this place cleaned up.

And then we say goodbye to Dan.

[ding]

- We had a bit of a party.

♪

- You have to keep
him close to you now.

Sooner or later, he's gonna
wanna to talk to someone.

[explosion]

♪

- Kenny's missing, as no
one got a clue what he is,

and he's not
answering his phone.

- Who's leading
the search party?

Khalad?

- This isn't making any sense.

♪

[phone ringing]

- PC Jane Crowther.

- I want to report
a suspicious incident.

I don't want to
get involved, okay?

No names, no statements,
nothing like that.

- Got it.

Anonymous?

- Exactly, anonymous.

- Why don't you start
at the beginning, sir?

Hello?

- I was up at Hillback Mine,
walking the dog.

- Okay.

- There was another
car up there.

- Of the burned-out variety?

- Yeah, BMW this time.

It's not locals, is it?

Taking the piss.

- Can I hazard a guess?

You don't want
to give your name

because you weren't,
strictly speaking,

supposed to be up there.

But I'm not concerned about
that, not in the least, okay?

Why don't you come
to the station for a cuppa?

Talk about this properly,
face to face, hmm?

[hangs up]

- [panting]

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

[door opens]

Dad?

- Yeah.

- Oh, I thought you'd gone.

- Where would I go?

Oh.

Oi.

- [sobbing]

- I got you.

I'm here. I'm here.

[dog barking]

- Fucking hell, Sadie.

- It's all right, Rhys.

I've seen a knife before, like.

- You're sure only Dan knows?
- I don't know.

Like Kenny might have told
someone, like on the phone.

- [sighs]

Your birthday last year, when
you asked me to stop all this,

begged me, I tried.

I told him I want out.

They laughed and said,
if I even mentioned it again,

they'd kill you
and then they'd kill me.

[tense music]

♪

So I carried on.

♪

- So what are we
gonna do now, then?

- We carry on.

- Sure we can't
help you unpack?

- I'm fine, Dad.

- You got a checkbook,
just in case?

- A checkbook?

[laughs] No one
uses checks anymore.

- I do.

A check still works when
the Wi-Fi is down, right?

- There's a freshers' meeting
in the cantina at 11:00.

- Great.

You want us to come?

- No.

- [laughs]

- If you want to pop home
for a lunch on Sunday,

I can pick you up.

- She's just arrived.

- Dad, I just got here.

- Uh, Josh.

- Nice to meet you.

- Hi, Selma.

- Grace.

Sorry.

Is this your milk?

- It says so on the bottle.

- Honestly, it's cool.

Don't worry.
Help yourself.

- Thanks.

I'll get some later.

- I'm fine.

- She's too nice.

People smell that,
take advantage.

- She'll learn.

- She will.

Are you okay?

- She shouldn't come
home this weekend.

She should have gone
somewhere further away,

stand on her own two feet.

- She wasn't ready.

- In your opinion.

- In my opinion, yes.

[phone vibrating]

Okay.

I need to take this.

Sandra.

- He's still not back.

No--no calls, no texts.

I--I know
something's wrong, okay?

I'm not stupid.

- It's all right, Sandra.

It's all right.

Talk to me.

- Two days. two days, and I
just don't know what to do.

- Sandra, I know you're upset,
but we must be careful

what we say on the phone, huh?

- Okay.

- Kenny is like family.

And family is
everything to me.

I will find him,
and I will bring him home.

- Dad?

- I'll call you later.

- I didn't say
goodbye properly.

- Kenny Davies,
who runs the Nail Bar line,

basically, all of the
lines coming out of Newport,

is AWOL.

We've got new runners
coming in that we can't ID,

and it's a foggy
battlefield out there.

- Surveillance on Kenny's
number two is Khalad, a.k.a.

Special K, shows a
man on the warpath.

Unless, you know,
it's all for show

and he knows exactly
where Kenny is.

- When did you get
so cynical, Chrissy?

- Oh, six months cooped
up in a car with you.

- Let's say that
cynicism is misplaced

and he genuinely has no
idea where the boss is.

- Well, a turf war,
new kids on the block.

- Someone's coming after them.

It could mean they're
vulnerable, yeah.

- What?
New kids on the block?

- Yeah.

- Someone not on
our radar, then.

- Newport, Barry,
Bridgend, Chepstow,

it's the same product, same
street-level dominance.

If this lot had a rival,
we'd know about it.

- Whatever's going on,
this is an opportunity

we cannot squander.

We are hitting the Nail
Bar this afternoon.

- Six months ago,
you stood right there

and said the only game in town
is the source, the line in.

Until we know that, we
keep our powder dry.

- You, Glen, you're the guy
who said that

we have to try something new.

And this is it.

- Well, we haven't
got warrants.

- Uh, yeah.

Yeah, we do.

- Briefer.

- Will do.

Come on, boys.

[chattering]

- Finney, you need to go.

- Ah, that's his assertive
voice, very assertive.

- Fuck off, Ben, for your sake.

- What are you gonna do, Dan?

Call the cops?

Give me a Chinese burn like.

Why don't you go
get us a beer, Dan?

[ding]

- Message from Kenny.

- Ugh!

- Jesus Christ, what's
the matter with you?

- Rhys, Rhys.

- Shut the fuck up!

- Rhys, Rhys.

Rhys, come on, let's go.

Come on, man.

[groaning]

[siren wailing]

- Hands in the air,
hands in the air.

Let me see your hands.

Let me see your hands!

- They love it, don't they?

- What, and you don't?

- Hands where I can see them.

- On your knees, on your knees.

On your chest, on your chest.

Hands behind your back.
- Yeah.

- You two upstairs.

- All clear, all clear.

- My name is
DCI Neil Anderson.

We have a warrant to
search your property.

Please comply, and this
should all go quite smoothly.

- I'm too old for this.

- Right, put your hands
up where I can see 'em.

Keep em there.

Oof.

Yeah, look what we got here.

- Freeze!

I've got two males
in hot pursuit.

Stop right there.

Stop.

[footsteps]

- Glen?

[gunshot]

- Gun, gun, gun!

[gun loads, gunshot]

[groans]

Gun clear.

[heavy breathing]

- Agh!

[crash]

[car alarm]

- Glen?

[car alarm]

Calling for backup.

Officer down.

- I did think you might have
called, given, you know,

everything.

- Sorry.

[clears throat] It's just
that impulse for everything

to go back the way it was.

- You mean when you
never called me?

- [chuckles]

One stupid decision.

- Which one's that, then?

- Flushing those
drugs down the toilet.

- You know, you tried
to fix a problem

the only way you knew how.

- Dad, have you seen
my school shirts?

Because I can't find 'em.

You must have put
'em somewhere.

- Yeah, I think
Eva washed them.

They'll be hanging on the line.

- Hi, Caleb.

- Hey, Johnny.

- Fuck's sake.

- Is he going back to school?

- Yeah, he's okay.

- He seems a
little hyper to me.

- Well, as long as
he's keeping busy,

he's not thinking
about it, is he?

- A.k.a.

Sweeping under the carpet.

- I ask him every day
if he wants to talk.

Just wants to put
it behind him.

- Yeah, that's not how
trauma works, Nathan.

And believe me,
he is traumatized.

He's killed a
man, taken a life.

And it doesn't matter that
he was a rapist scumbag.

It's a weight, a burden.

And it will drive you
clean through the ground

if you let it.

[tense music]

♪

Tell him he did a brave
thing, the right thing.

Tell him every day
until he believes it.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Can I borrow your shotgun?

Police took Owen's away.

That fox is caught in
the trap by the henhouse.

I need to get rid of it.

- You know how to do that?

- I wouldn't ask otherwise.

Every summer, we went
to my uncle's farm

outside of Gdansk.

He showed me
what to do with a fox.

[gun clicks]

- There you go.

Fill your boots.

[tense music]

♪

- This raid was the result
of multi-agency cooperation

hitting the county lines
distribution chain where it

hurts, not merely scooping
up street dealers,

which achieves nothing.

- That's me told.
- Pompous prick.

- A police officer
was seriously

injured in the operation
and remains

in a critical condition.

This was a
long-planned operation,

and we have seriously
damaged this insidious

network which has inflicted--

- Okay.

If you're not ready, we can
always try again tomorrow.

Look, you showed huge courage.

You were in an
impossible situation,

and you did a brave thing.

You remember that.

It will get easier.

- I dropped my
phone at the quarry.

- Okay.

- My phone grip, right?

I don't know if it came
off then, but if it did,

I mean, it'll have my
fingerprints, right?

My DNA.

- Okay, after I drop you,
I'll go up the quarry.

And if it's there, then
I'll bring it back.

And if not, there's
no harm done.

Put your seat belt on.

[car starts]

[ominous music]

♪

Shit.

♪

I saw your car from the road.

I--I wanted a word.

- Word about what, Nathan?

- Johnny told me
about you, um, picking

him up outside the Raglan.

- Right.

- Well, I just wanted
to say thank you.

That was big of you.

You know, giving
him a second chance.

That's it, Jane.

That's all I wanted to say.

- I won't be able to turn
a blind eye next time, mind.

- Oh, I understand.

Yeah, yeah.

It's just a misguided
friendship knocked

him off the rails a bit.

- Now it sounds like you're
making excuses for him.

- No, I'm not.

- You mean Rhys, I take it?

Or--or his sister?

- No, I mean--

I mean Rhys.

I mean--yeah, Sadie's okay.

- I'd tell Johnny to stay
clear of both of 'em.

They've got a bloody junkie
living in their house.

Need I say more?

♪

Yeah, I got the chassis
number off it last night.

Belongs to a Kenny Davies.

Mid-level Newport dealer
with convictions a mile long.

Yeah, there was a big
raid in Newport yesterday.

- Yeah, I heard
something on the radio.

- I'm thinking this Davies
fella must be connected.

Stands to reason.

You can hear Newport
CID coming a mile off.

- Yeah.
Yeah.

Sounded like a big op.

- Big op.

That prick Anderson?

If he was a big I am,

he'd have hit their warehouse,
not a hub.

This consolation prize stuff.

- Well, the--the nail bar.

- What does that
look like to you?

Shower curtain ring,
obviously.

Butterfly design
on the curtain.

What might you use
a shower curtain for,

apart from keeping
your floor dry?

- Lining your boot?

- Lining your boot.

Or wrapping something
up you don't

want to stinking up your car.

Body, say.

- Well, if you're
burning the car,

you wouldn't bother
with that, would you?

- This is a lead, Nathan.

And I reckon I know
where it'll take me.

- Right.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

[somber music]

♪

- [breathing heavily]

♪

[phone beeping]

- Yeah, she's definitely
running a temperature.

So she's not drinking.

She's not eating.

- Nope.

- Right, she's not, is she?

This is above my pay grade.

- Vet?

- Vet.

I left my phone upstairs.

- I have put my complaints
in writing--three times

in October, March, and June.

I want to know one
thing--when is

the boiler going to be fixed?

And I mean properly.

Thank you for your help.

I've declared war
on my landlords.

- Sounds like
they had it coming.

- I call them every week on
the same day, at the same time.

Nothing ever happens.

And they want to put
the bloody rent up.

- I--I just--

- What's that?

- Oh, Scott Foley.

Wants to buy my farm.

- Sorry not to call ahead.

Can I come in?

- You have five minutes.

- I'd like to make you
a provisional offer

of a straight million.

- A million?

Now, we both know
it's worth 1.5.

- And you might even
get that, eventually.

We both know how long farms
languish on the market

these days and appreciate.

The upsides of my
offer are no chain,

no fees, and the money in the
bank at the end of the month.

- I'd need to think about that.

- Okay.

but my clients are keen
to make an acquisition,

so I'll need to move on soon.

There's no shortage
of ailing farms.

- Make me feel special.

- You're not special, Nathan.

A million's a good price.

And deep down, you know that.

- Good price for you, you mean.

A steal.

- I'll tell you
what is special.

Your fresh water
supply and irrigation

running right off the river
Asp, come rain or shine.

On paper, by which I mean
the land registry maps,

that water is no
more yours than mine.

- There's a big margin
of error on those maps.

- It's okay, Nathan.

Your secret's safe with me.

I mean, I think I've
pieced it together.

Your dad was a big
deal around here.

People still remember him.

I mean, maybe not fondly,
but they remember him.

- He was a bloody good
farmer and a fair boss.

- He was the quintessential
Englishman, exuding decency

while expanding his empire.

- That's rich, coming from you.

- But he could roll with
the punches in a way

Owen Thomas never could.

Back in the day,
Owen had to sell

his combine and half his kit
to keep body and soul together.

Your dad let him use
his gear in perpetuity,

and payment was an
unofficial boundary change.

And lo and behold, the Asp
flowed through Bronnheil farm.

How am I doing?

Without that water, your crops
and capacity sink like a stone.

[ominous music]

♪

You'd be lucky to
get half a mil.

[humming]

Food for thought.

[humming]

[river flowing]

♪

[beeping]

- How long has he been down?

- 15 minutes.

- Right, let's get some
adrenaline into him, please.

[high-pitched beep]

♪

- The police officer who
died as a result of injuries

sustained during a raid
on a Newport nail bar

has been named as
DI Glen Hughes.

Meanwhile,
the search continues

for this man, Khalad Rogan,

thought to be linked
with a drugs distribution--

- What is it with nail bars?

- Eh?

- He's believed to be armed--

- My niece got
involved for a while.

- What, dealing?
- Mm-hmm.

- How old is she?

- 16.

She's okay now.

I promised my sister I'd
attend court every day.

And I did.

Went down the rabbit hole,
listened to all the experts.

- So you know what a
distribution hub is?

- One bar up from
Rhys on the ladder.

- Rung.

- Hmm?

- Well, what about above that?

- Drugs come in via container
load, hidden in stuff.

- What kind of stuff?

- Equipment, machinery,
furniture, legal stuff.

It gets--oh, how do
you say put in one spot?

- What, like a warehouse?

- Yes.

And that place
stays super secure.

99% of the dealers, they
won't know where it is.

- So if it's so secure, how
are the drugs getting out?

- Few trusted couriers
with good covers, I guess.

- Right.

So someone with a legitimate
reason for coming and going.

That's interesting.

- Interesting.

Is everything okay with Johnny?

- Dad?

- Yeah, he's fine.

- Hello.
- Hi, Johnny.

- Hi.

- Does he look familiar?

- Yeah,
he was at the nail bar.

- Was he?

And he was at the showroom.

- It was the day we
did the test drive.

- Yeah, smashing
furniture into a skip.

- It looked brand-new as well.

- So why would
he be doing that?

[ominous music]

♪

- Sorry, Tarik.

I know I shouldn't have called.

- It's okay.

You're in pain, scared.

- [non-English speech]

- Why didn't you tell me
Kenny had disappeared?

- I thought--

I thought he'd come back.

- But he didn't.

Then we get raided.

Just take me through
everything, every step.

Hm?

- Two back there and then
pop the cushions off.

That'd be great.

[tense music]

♪

Is everything okay, sir?

- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.

I'm just browsing.

♪

- Then what happened?

- He took off with the kids.

- To find Rhys.

- To the Raglan.

I went there myself.

I checked the cameras.

He left at 1:00 AM.

- On his own?

- With the kids.

Listen, if--if we have a
rat, I don't want to say it,

but--but maybe it was Kenny.

- It's a theory.

But Kenny did
a seven-year stretch for me,

and he never opened his mouth.

- Please, Tarik.

Please.

- It's not personal, Khalad.

The policeman
you injured has died.

This is a mess,
and I need to clean it up.

[panicked breathing]

Is there anything I can do
for you, someone I can help?

- I--yeah.

I have a sister back home.

Her husband died last year.

She--she has three kids.

- What's her name?

- Serenay.

- Serenay.

- [panicked breathing]

[gun clicks]

[gunshot]

[phone vibrating]

- Alice.

- You never called
me back, Dad.

- Oh, god.

Sorry, love.

- Now I know how
it feels, you mean.

Everything all right?

You seemed stressed
the other day.

- No, no.
No, I'm fine.

I'm just out with Crystal.
Look.

- Oh, lovely.

I miss her.

You sure you're all right?

- Yeah, everything's
right as rain here.

- Right as rain?

[laughs] Okay.

[laughs]

- We miss you.

House is quiet without you.

- Don't guilt trip me, Dad.

- I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm just--I'm
just being honest.

- Well, I--

I miss you, too.

[phone vibrating]

[ominous music]

♪

- Just the man.

Come on.

♪

[somber music]

♪

There you go.

How would you feel if we
sold out one day and we

you lived another
life, maybe in the city

or in another country?

- I wouldn't care if we left.

- And?

There's a but coming?

- I miss Mum.

I remember that day
we roofed the barn

and the combine catching fire
in Eastfield.

Mum finding Taffin by the pond
the night she gave birth.

- Memories everywhere, yeah.

- I sometimes--occasionally,
I do get new ones.

Most of the time, it's just
the old ones over and over.

That's fine.

Yeah, that's enough.

- Stream's at the
bottom by the tree line.

- Okay, so how much
further are we going?

- A lot, mate.

[ominous music]

♪

- Thought you might be
missing a shower curtain

ring, maybe a whole curtain.

- I don't think so.

- You sure about that?

[phone ringing]

You can get that.

[phone ringing]

- Hello, Raglan Castle Hotel.

Yeah, could I--could I take
a name and number, please?

And I'll--
I'll call you back in a second.

[receding footsteps]

[vacuuming]

- It smells of bleach in here.

- Uh, you didn't
show me your warrant.

- No, Dan, I didn't.

You don't wanna
play games with me.

Look familiar?

It's my belief one
of your bathrooms

is short a shower curtain.

- No, I--I don't think so.

- I don't know about
you, Dan, but I

find the personal and
the professional vie

with each other.

- Vie with each other?

- Vie, Dan.

Vie.

They are in contention
with each other.

As a person, as a
private citizen,

I hate you and your
kind, what you've done

to this hotel and this town.

Your contempt for honesty
and integrity and total

disregard for human decency.

But as a copper, as an agent of
the law, it's incumbent on me

to treat you with a certain
dispassion, to pick my battles.

So here's what I propose.

I won't shut you
down for a month,

call in the forensic boys and
prosecute half your residents

with possession.

And in return,
you tell me about Kenny

Davies and his recent stay
at this establishment.

[unsettling music]

♪

- When we last met, you
asked if we could help

you acquire the Thomas's farm.

Well, we do have some
mortgage products

that might fit the bill.

- Great.

- I'll need to give regional
HQ a call for sign-off,

more or less a formality.

- Okay, sounds good.

- I'm speaking to
you as your friend.

- Yeah, you don't
think I should do it.

- I don't think
you should touch it

with a bloody bargepole,
not at your age,

not in this climate.

But seeing as I can't
change your mind,

maybe you could tell me
why you want Gwen's farm.

- We still speaking as friends?

- Yes, very much so.

- I'm vulnerable.

The corner of my farm
that the Asp flows through

is not our land.

Dad took it off
Owen in some back

of a fag packet deal God knows
when, late '70s, I think.

- Sounds like your father.

What did Owen get in return?

- Tractors, feed,
fertilizer, survival.

- So the agreement
was never formalized.

- Mm-hmm.

- When you remortgaged,

you should have told us
about this.

- Must have slipped my mind.

And in fairness,
you never asked.

- No, I didn't.

- Better make that call to
HQ count then, hadn't you?

[ominous music]

- The kids,
I want their names.

- Johnny and Sadie.

Want to know their last names?

- I do.

- Hello, Gwen, love.

- They're discharging
me this afternoon.

- Oh, that's great news.

Well, we're all ready at home.

- Anything I should know about?

- No.

No, I don't think so.

Hens are all in hand.

But you're a bit short on
feed and a few other things.

- Don't trouble yourself.

- It's no trouble.

- I'm selling,
Nathan, not buying.

Gethin's had a look
at the accounts

and at the farm, the assets.

Likely that some of the
cows already have TB.

It all adds up to one thing.

- For sale.

- ASAP.

- Can I tell you
something, Gwen?

I was never any good at
doing what I wanted to do.

I always ended up doing
what I thought I should do,

which is another way
of saying I did what

other people wanted me to do.

Sorry.

What I'm trying to say
is, what do you wanna do?

Where do you wanna
spend the next 10 years?

- At home.

- Of course.

- But that's impossible.

I can't afford to stay
there another day,

according to Gethin.

- You can if I buy you out.

You can stay rent free
as long as you want.

- Gethin.

- Hiya.

- Well, hello, Gethin.

Hello, Scott.

- I can't manage
any more visitors.

They're discharging
me this afternoon.

- Where's your bag?

[ominous music]

♪

[car approaching]

- Here we are.

- Welcome home.

♪

[creaking]

[water running]

♪

- That's not Kenny.

That's just someone
wearing his clothes

and driving his car.

The girl is the
sister of one of ours?

- Sadie, Rhys's sister.

- What about the boy?

- His name's Johnny.

[car approaching]

- Where are we going?

- There's something
I wanna show you.

[distant animal noises]

What do you reckon?

- It's lovely.

Cool furniture.

- Yeah, that was Sabine.

She thought the French
farmhouse look would attract

a more discerning punter.

- You miss her?

[wistful music]

I'm sorry.

- No, no.

Yeah, I do miss her.

♪

- Where did you meet?

- Traveling, in Australia.

Then I had to come back
here to take over the farm.

Thought I'd never
see her again.

One day, she just turned up.

- Bit of a risk.

- Yeah, it was.

But not really.

♪

- It's beautiful.

- You can move in if you like.

Boiler's working.

It's just been serviced.

- Seriously?

- Yeah, it's just
standing here.

Move in tomorrow if you want.

[keys jingle]

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

♪

[door closes]

- If you don't mind me
asking, how did she die?

- She tripped on a hose by the
hay barn and banged her head.

10 minutes later,
she was laughing

about it in the kitchen.

And an hour later,
she was dead.

Epidural hematoma.

[background chatter]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Are you taking the piss
now or what?

- We got kept back at school.

- [scoffs] Are you joking?

It's 7 o'clock.

- Yeah, they took
our phones off us.

[knocking]

- Who the fuck's that?

[ominous music]

♪

[unsettling music]

♪

- You know the way?

♪

[frenetic music]

♪

- Which way now?

- Left.

♪

[rock music]

♪ I'm going down
to the crossroads ♪

♪ With no devil

♪ Well, I'll make a deal

♪ I'm going down
to the crossroads ♪

♪ With no devil

♪ Well, I'll make a deal

♪ Maybe there ain't no hell

♪

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