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I'm so glad to see you, Clive.
We've been worried sick.
Because I needed time to think, Margaret.
For all I knew, you could have gone to the police.
We didn't go to the police.
Why not?
Because I forgive Margaret.
And I forgive you too, Clive.
That's good, I'm glad.
Is that all you've gotta say?
Of course I'm glad,
but what matters now, is we do the right thing by Glyn
and that's why we need to move him out of the freezer
and give him a decent burial.
He's a human being, Clive, not a shoulder of pork.
Of course he is,
but it's what Glyn deserves and what he wants.
How do you know what Glyn wants?
Because he told me.
I saw him on the hill and we talked.
Oh, my good God.
Clive's seeing dead people now.
It wasn't like that.
It was more in my mind, having conversations with me,
helping me think straight, and come to my senses.
Something's happened to you, Clive.
You are not yourself.
But I am, Margaret, I am.
I am more myself now than I've been in a long time.
Everything is gonna be all right, Margaret, trust me.
Oh!
-Oh, my good God. -Shh.
It's Ruth.
We can't let her in.
We'll have to.
We can't, Sylvia.
She knows something.
Nobody knows anything.
Now, stay calm
and act normal.
Quick, let's lay the table
like we're just about to sit and eat.
Yeah.
Sorry to bother you, Clive.
I'm looking for Sylvia.
Is she with you?
Yes, yes, come in.
She's through here with us.
Ruth's called in to see us.
Is everything all right?
Uh, yes, I was hoping I could have a quick word,
but I can see you're getting ready to eat,
so I won't keep you.
No, it's all right.
We're just laying the table.
Sylvia's having food with us.
Please.
There's no easy way of saying this, I'm afraid, Sylvia,
but it's come to light
that Glyn has some serious financial troubles.
And I don't know if you know how much debt he was in,
but the business is on its knees,
and Glyn was close to going under.
Oh, my God.
Um, well, there must be some mistake.
He would've told me if he had money worries.
It's a shock, I know, but we have to consider
that this might explain his disappearance,
and the longer he's missing,
the more worried we should be about his wellbeing.
Can I ask how you found out?
Lefi shared some papers he found in the office,
legal threats from a number of suppliers.
I know how hard this must be under the circumstances.
Of course.
I'll leave you to your supper.
Uh, Ruth, love.
You do still think there's a chance Glyn is okay, don't you?
I'm trying to keep an open mind, Clive,
but I am concerned.
Of course.
I don't suppose Glyn shared anything with you
that he'd be reluctant to say to anyone else?
Uh, no.
We just, um, chewed the cud.
Okay, well, if you do remember anything, anything at all,
you know where I am.
Of course, yes, thanks Ruth.
Oh, I forgot to ask, are you feeling better?
Uh, Margaret said you were off today with a stomach bug
and that's why you weren't able to lay the carpet
at the house with Herbie?
I was a bit groggy, that's all
and Margaret said it was a bug, so I stayed home,
but then I picked up quickly enough.
So, you've been stuck inside the house all day?
Yes, all day long, Ruth.
Well, I'm glad to see you're doing better now, Clive.
Yes, I'd better go.
Thank you, Ruth.
-Ta-ra. -Ta-ra.
It's all starting to make sense now see,
why Glyn was behaving the way he was, the past few months,
mood swings, mysterious phone calls at all hours.
I thought it was because he was onto me and Herbie,
but the poor bugger was just trying to save the business.
He still shoulda told you he was in trouble.
No, he was too proud, Mags.
Exactly, if he'd be more honest with you,
he wouldn't be lying downstairs in the cellar
in your old chest freezer.
It was Lefi I don't understand.
Why didn't he come and talk to me
about what he'd found, instead of talking to Ruth?
It's a good job he did
because Glyn's money troubles might be our way out of this.
For shame, Clive.
Stop it.
It may give us a chance.
Glyn now has a reason to disappear.
He has a motive.
How can you be so heartless?
I'm not.
Nobody will suspect us now.
What do you say, Sylvia?
Clive's right.
This is our chance to put all this behind us.
But we can't bury Glyn, not with Ruth sniffing about.
It's not safe.
You are being paranoid.
You don't understand.
You haven't seen what I've seen or know what I know.
No, Mags, we've gotta do this.
It's now or never.
We have to give Glyn a proper burial.
Why are you suddenly taking Clive's side on everything?
I am not, Mags, I'm just saying what I think.
So, it's two against one now.
It's not about taking sides,
it's about doing the right thing, Margaret.
Fine.
Do it your way.
But don't blame me if it all goes horribly wrong,
because I did try to warn you.
Oh, he looks like a little baby in there.
Right.
If you two can grab Glyn's legs,
I'll lift him by his shoulders.
One, two,
and lift.
It's no good, Clive.
-He's too heavy. -Ah.
Oh, look at your fingers, Clive, they're turning blue.
You'll get frostbite.
I'll put some gloves on and then we'll try again.
We're not trying again, Clive.
He's too bloody heavy.
Then we'll have to wait until he defrosts.
No, it'll take too long.
It took the best part of a day
to defrost the Christmas turkey.
We're gonna have to just ask someone to help us.
You're not serious?
Like who?
Oh, my good God.
No.
Five and seven, 57.
Two fives, 55.
Eight and seven, 87.
If you're gonna to bloody fidget,
bugger off and do it by the bar.
And I'll have another pint, it's your round.
He's not answering.
Where are you going?
To get my phone.
He might answer if he sees it's me calling.
Three and zero, 30.
Another one for John Frederick.
No problem.
Four and five, 45.
Hello?
Sorry to disturb, Herb,
um, but I need to ask a big favour of you.
What kind of favour, I'm busy.
I can't say over the phone, but it's important.
I need your help.
Can you come over to our house?
Well, can't it wait till tomorrow?
I don't think it can, Herb,
and I'm desperate
and you know I wouldn't ask if I wasn't.
It's about Sylvia.
What about her?
I can't say too much, but it's urgent.
Why, what's happened?
It's best if you just come over.
She's in our house.
Herbie, are you still there?
She needs you, Herbie.
Herbie, say something, please.
Okay, I'll be over now.
I really appreciate it.
Come as quick as you can and bring the van.
-What for? -I'll explain when I see you.
Well, what is it?
What's wrong?
What's happened?
Sylvia?
Margaret?
Well, what's happened?
It's hard to put into words, Herbie.
Perhaps it's best if we show you.
Oh, my good God.
Good Christ, Almighty Jesus.
It's Glyn.
Why is he in there?
What the bloody hell is Glyn doing in the freezer?
That's why I asked you to come over here,
to explain to you,
and why I couldn't tell you on the phone.
I killed him.
I couldn't help it, Herbie, it was an accident.
He was attacking Clive and I stopped him,
but he fell awkwardly and hit his head.
Sweet Jesus.
I never meant to hurt him.
I swear.
It was an accident.
This can't be happening.
Half an hour ago I was watching father
playing bingo at the social.
I know that this is hard,
but you were the only person we could turn to, Herbie,
who might understand.
I don't think I wanna understand.
Hear me out, Herbie, please.
It's me, Clive.
Does anybody else know about this?
You've lost your marbles, all of you.
No, no, I'm outa here.
No, Herbie, please stay.
I want nothing to do with this, Sylvia.
It's insane.
Herbie, please wait, don't, wait, wait.
Listen to me.
I didn't ask you to come over here for my sake,
or Sylvia's sake.
What happens between you two is none of my business,
but the reason I asked you over is because of Margaret.
She doesn't deserve to go to prison
for what she did that night.
It was an awful thing that happened,
but it was an accident.
Margaret did it
to save my life.
And if Glyn was alive now,
he'd say the same thing.
I know he would.
She is just an ordinary person, Herbie, like all of us.
But she's my wife
and I love her with all my heart.
And I know she'll have to live with what she's done.
And that is punishment enough.
So please, Herbie, please don't go,
for her sake.
We need you to help us.
Thank you, Herbie, thank you, thank you.
Oh, Herbie.
No, no, don't touch me.
Let's just do what needs to be done
and then we'll see where we've got to.
Right, what's the plan?
One,
two,
and lift.
Oh God, Jesus.
All right?
Oh.
Put your hand over.
-Oh, my God. -God.
This tarpaulin's ripping.
All right, he's on the left.
Yeah, he's on the left.
Wait a minute.
Oh no, he's a bit slippy, grab hold of him.
Yeah, okay, one, two, three.
Christ.
We need to wrap him in something.
Well, there's always, um, carpet remnants
in the back of the van.
They should do the trick.
I'll go get it.
I'll come with you.
No, no, it's okay, I'll-
No, Herbie, please, let me and Margaret go for a minute.
I think we need some air.
Come on, Margaret.
Oh, you'll, um,
you'll need these.
Yes.
Sorry I never made it to the fitting this morning.
I told Frederick to fill in for you.
Was Ruth pleased with it?
Yeah, seemed to be.
That's good.
If only she knew.
You did all this by yourself?
I did.
The three amigos.
-Which one? -Over here.
Oh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh.
-Ready? -Ready.
No, hold on, hold on.
-Go on then. -Yeah.
Up.
-Oh. -Ah.
-Oh. -Ah.
-Go on. -Oh.
-Right come on on. -Right.
-Okay. -Swing him round.
Keep coming, keep coming.
-Watch your back, man. -He isn't ready.
Watch his head, Herbie.
I am watching.
-Margaret. -Huh?
Try pushing him from under the stairs.
-Okay. -Go, go, go, go, go.
I'm on the steps, I'm on the steps.
-Right. -Go on, go on.
-Keep going, keep going. -Ah, ah.
Yep, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, yep, yep.
-Up, up, keep coming. -Oh, my God, ow.
-Stop mincing about. -I am doing my best.
Push it, push it, keep it coming, keep it coming.
-Shh. -Push, push.
-Keep going, keep going. -Ah.
Come on, there now.
You get in there.
Shh, keep your voices down.
I'll go check the coast is clear.
Mind out, Clive.
I'll clear a pathway now.
Go on.
All clear, we're good to go.
Come on.
Open the van door.
Keep coming.
-Get it, man. -Ah.
-Herbie, Herbie. -No, I've got it.
Clive.
You stay here, I'll get the tools.
I'll come with you.
Shut the door, shut the door.
Look, I'm sorry about yesterday.
Yeah.
Is that all you can say?
I'm trying my best to believe you, Sylvia.
It's not easy is it?
All right, all right.
Oh, my good God, quick, there's a car coming.
Everybody inside.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry.
It's Lefi.
What the bloody hell
is Lefi doing here at this time of night?
-He's seen my van. -Huh?
So, well he knows about me and Sylvia.
Since when?
It doesn't matter when, Mags, he just knows.
How long is he just gonna sit there for?
I hope to Christ he doesn't go anywhere near the van.
We'll, we'll have to stop him.
Well, it's you he's come to see.
Well, perhaps he's got news from Ruth.
Go and ask him, find out.
No, no.
We need to distract him, Herbie.
Get out there, Sylvia, now.
Clive is right, now go.
Hurry.
Oh, my good God, Lefi, you gave me a fright.
What are you doing here?
I, I wanna talk to you.
Can it wait till tomorrow?
It's been a bit of a long day.
Oh, I am sick and tired
of people telling me to come back tomorrow.
It's important.
What's Herbie doing here?
I don't wanna talk about it out here.
What?
Come on, let's go to the mans.
You look like you could do with a drink, I know I do.
Lefi, please.
She's done it.
-Well, thank God for that. -I'm going after her.
-No. -No, Herbie, stop.
I need your help, Herbie.
We can't waste any more time.
We need to move Glyn now.
Please, Herbie.
All right, but I'm coming straight back here
after we've finished.
Deal.
Hand them here.
Right.
Aren't you gonna say goodbye then?
Of course I am.
I was just gonna put these in the van and come back.
I don't believe you.
Clive, I'll wait in the van, all right?
Are you still you?
Of course I am.
You'd better go.
I love you, Margaret.
Be careful.
I will.
That's how you hurt your hand,
setting fire to Glyn's truck?
It wasn't me who torched it.
I would never do that to Glyn.
We were friends.
You hid him in the freezer.
That was different.
It was either that or Margaret goes to jail.
Sweet Jesus.
I always thought I knew you.
You were like me.
You know, a bit quiet,
intimidating,
but normal.
I couldn't be much more wrong.
Everything's changing, that's all.
And I suppose, for the first time,
I have to change with it.
It's a strange world, Herbie
and getting stranger.
Tell me about it.
The funny thing is I've never felt more alive.
And, if Glyn hadn't died, I might have never found out.
Yeah, but you used to be happy.
I thought I was, but I didn't know any different.
I tried to build a world
that I hoped would always stay the same.
That's impossible.
I know that now,
but not then.
I suppose you've spoken to Ruth by now
about Glyn's money troubles.
Sorry, I didn't speak to you first about it.
Um, I just thought Ruth should know.
It's not your fault, Lefi.
She would've found out sooner or later.
You did the right thing.
I had no idea about the mess he was in.
If I'd known, perhaps I could have done something to help.
Well, it doesn't matter anymore, it's too late.
You don't think Glyn's coming home?
No, I don't think he is.
Oh God, I'm sorry Lefi, I just can't lie to you.
No, it's okay.
Just hearing you say it, that's all.
Never had wine before.
My father did the same thing as Glyn,
just walked out on us,
never came back.
Glyn probably did more for me than my own father ever did,
gave me a chance when everybody else thought I was a nobody.
That's why I feel guilty again now
'cause of what I feel for you.
I've felt it ever since the first time I saw you.
And I've tried to put those thoughts out of my mind,
but I, I can't help it.
I'm sorry, I can't do this.
Because of Herbie?
No, because you're half my age, for God's sake.
That makes no difference.
Of course it does, it's ridiculous, Lefi.
What's ridiculous is you trying to deny it
and, and, and lying to me about Herbie.
I know he only came to Margaret's house to see you.
Oh, Lefi, if you only knew what was going on,
you'd understand.
Tell me.
I can't.
I wanna know.
Herbie only came round
because I wanted to tell him it was over between us.
So, why didn't you meet him here?
Because I was afraid of how he'd react
if we were on our own,
so I arranged to meet him at Margaret's house instead.
-So you're afraid of him? -Yes, no, I dunno.
Has he ever hurt you before?
Of course not.
'Cause if he has I, I'll fucking kill him.
Oh, Lefi, please.
I wanna look after you.
No, no, stop it.
I'm not a kid anymore.
I know what I feel, I love you.
No, stop it, stop it, stop it.
What, sorry.
I don't deserve to be loved,
by you or anybody else.
I'm not a good person, Lefi.
This is all my fault.
Everything bad that's happened is because of me.
No, don't say that.
It isn't true.
Sorry.
Please don't say that.
Uh, I should go.
No, I want you to stay.
Hooray.
Herbie?
Your father's a winner, boy.
Look, I am a winner.
You, oh you little shit.
Where have you gone in my bloody van, you bastard?
Whoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.
Whoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.
Good Christ, Dai, what the bloody hell are you doing?
Howling for peace in the universe
under the full moon.
Oh, fuck the full moon.
And if you see Herbie before me,
tell him he can shove a universe pf peace
right up his arse.
Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo.
Shush, man, you're keeping people awake, man.
Whoo hoo, whoo, hoo hoo.
This is it.
This is where I last spoke to Glyn today.
How do you mean?
You spoke to him?
We talked after he was dead.
He helped me clear my head, him and the chi.
Well, how the fuck was the chi involved?
It's a long story.
All you need to know is me and Glyn made our peace.
You're turning Tonto on me, Clive,
and I don't like it.
I am not turning Tonto, honest.
Glyn's gone now.
All we need to do
is bury him.
Go through.
Please sit down.
I don't think I can.
Thanks all the same, but if it's all right, I'll stand.
Whatever suits Margaret.
You stand if you want to.
I'm not sure what I'm doing here, but
I found this
in the bag with the burn cream.
And I was wondering why.
If you know the truth about Glyn,
why do you keep tormenting me?
Why haven't you been to the police?
I'm not tormenting you.
I'm trying to save you, Margaret.
The same as the good Lord saved me that night in the forest
when I tried to take my own life,
while you and Clive were trying to get rid of Glyn.
You were there?
Y- you saw?
God spared me my life
so that I could witness what you did
and bring you to salvation.
But the truth is,
the truth is I've struggled, Margaret,
to accept how two decent and honest people
could do such an horrible thing.
It was an accident, Aidan, I swear.
I'm sure it was, but I've been praying to God
to tell me how best we use what I know.
Should I go to the police?
Does God want to punish you for what you did?
Does he, Margaret?
I don't know what God wants, Aidan.
I don't know what to believe.
Our God is not a vengeful God, Margaret.
You need to know that and trust in that
because our God is a God of love.
-Yes. -And forgiveness.
And if you confess your sins to God,
then He will forgive you, Margaret.
Yes, yes.
Not judge and you will not be judged
and God will forgive us our sins.
Yes.
This is my mission, Margaret,
to bring you and Clive out of the darkness
-and back into light. -Oh.
I didn't go to the police
because it's God you need to beg to for forgiveness.
Yes.
-Not Ruth. -No.
You need to open your heart to God,
-to God's everlasting love. -Oh.
-Before it's too late. -Oh.
Ask for His forgiveness
and let the grace of God set you free.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
-Amen. -Amen.
Amen.
Ah, ah.
Ah, ah.
Let's get him in there and comfortable,
as quickly as we can,
before he defrosts.
Well, can't we just roll him in?
No.
Well, he's hardly gonna notice is he?
I mean, it's not a five star hotel.
Just lower him in and I'll do the rest.
Oh.
Okay.
-Ah, oh. -Oh.
Oh, bingo.
-Ah, ah. -Oh.
No, no wait.
I wanna say a few words
before we fill him in.
Oh, come on, you're not serious.
I need to say goodbye, Herbie.
All right, just get on with it.
I'm gonna miss you,
you bugger.
Even though you kept your best advice to me
until you were dead.
Can we get this done now?
So that we can go home?
Go on.
Come out, come out, whenever you are.
I know you're in there, you little piggies.
Open up.
I'll go talk to him.
-Open up. -I'll come with you.
No Lefi, please.
I need to do this myself.
Please, for me.
There's no point howling John Frederick.
Herbie's not here.
Hey, hey.
Eh, don't you try and fool me, Delilah.
I know he's in there because I can smell him, right?
I'm not gonna argue with you.
So, either you believe me and go home,
or I'll have to phone the police.
Oh, right, you phone the bloody police,
and then you can explain to Ruth
how you caused your own husband's disappearance
because you were shagging my shit for brains son
behind his back.
You're drunk and acting ridiculous.
Says you, who's hiding Herbie in there
and you won't let him out.
Herbie's not here.
And if I were you, John Frederick,
I'd shut up and go home quietly.
Oh, well, well, well, well, well.
Look who it is, ha, ha.
Go home, old man, while you still can.
Hey, don't you tell me what to do, youngster.
I've kept your family in mats and foods
since before the day that you were even born.
So, if I was you, like, I'd stay out of things
before I hit you so hard
you'll be eating your own liver upside down, boy.
-You what? -Oh, ho, ho.
Stop it, the two of you, now!
Keep her away from me before I pack anything.
Hey, ho, ho.
Yay.
Hey, Herbie's gonna shit a brick and build a castle
when he finds out about you and laughing boy there.
Two amigos.
I suppose everyone's afraid of it, a little bit,
wary perhaps, of things changing when you least expect it.
And give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us,
and lead us not into temptation,
and deliver us from evil,
for thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory,
forever and ever,
amen.
But change can happen to anyone and at any time.
And before you know it,
the world you thought you knew, and always felt safe in,
suddenly starts to feel strange
until everything changes forever.
-Herbie, watch out for it! -Ah!
-Ah! -Ah!
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