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- Tell me where my daughter is.
- I can't help you.

[Ian] I was wondering
when you were gonna call.

He said he buried her in a place
where she'll never be found.

- No!
- Does he mean the forest?

Forest. Yeah, it sounded like.

[Sharon] But I think
she went to meet Caryl,

her other so-called friend.

- Cat.
- Caryl.

I don't think it'll be easy
to get people to talk.

There was an argument, there was
shouting, and there was a fight.

- [Cat] And you killed her?
- Yes.

I'm dangerous.
I'm a fucking animal!

[birds chirp]

[carer] Look, Eilis.
It's your niece.

She's come to see you.
Isn't that nice?

Hello there.

- Oh. This...
- Oh, I'll do it.

This silly thing got stuck.

Give me a minute.

Oh. There we are.
That's better, isn't it?

[carer] Right, well,
I'll leave you two to it.

If you could just remember to
shut the door on your way out.

Yeah, will do. Thanks.

Oh, Shelley, cariad.

Oh, no, no, I'm not Shelley.

Not Shelley?

No.

Why doesn't she come?

I'm sorry. I don't know.

Is that Shelley?

Is she Joe's sister?

Is it... Is it your daughter?

[camera shutter clicks]

Oh, he was a handsome boy,
wasn't he?

Must have had
a lot of nice girlfriends.

Did he have a girlfriend, Eilis?

What about this girl?

Do you recognise her?

- Fuck.
- I, um... I was...

She can't help you. She hardly
remembers her own name.

Yeah, I can see that now.

You've got no right
to be here.

Was Shelley your sister?

Right. I'll, uh...

You can't force me
to give you what you want.

Let go of my arm, please.

[Eilis] Don't you hurt her.

Shelley, stop. Please don't.

[Eilis] Leave her be.

Shelley, please don't go.

Mam? Mam, Mam, it's all right.

Don't you hurt her.
Don't you hurt her!

Shit.

[theme music plays]

[horn beeps]

What are you doing here?

What do you think
I'm doing here?

Are you trying to get busted?

I'll leave that to you.

So what happened?

I've been released
with an adult caution.

On the condition
that I keep away from the hostel

and that I don't contact
Joe Pritchard.

- Hmm.
- [quacking duck ringtone]

Oh.

Hello.

All right, listen,
tell him I'm on the way.

OK, right.

Oh, I missed a delivery.

Oh. Sorry.

You didn't ask me
to pick you up.

I know. But... sorry anyway.

Bollocks!

These things have to be
bloody loose like this.

Oi. Gafyn?

It's fine.

- What are you doing?
- What do you think I'm doing?

Greta, I know...
I know you're upset.

- Oh, I don't wanna hear it.
- But...

- Sorry.
- Yeah, you always are.

Oh.

Greta, just tell me
what I need to do

to make it up to you.

Greta, talk to me.

I don't wanna talk to you
right now, all right?

I don't wanna talk to you.

There's nothing to see here,
Medwen. Just trot on by.

- Greta.
- [sighs]

- [beeps horn]
- [Gafyn] All right, all right.

[front door bangs]

You're loving this, aren't you?

No, I'm not, actually.

I think it's sad.
I think you're sad.

Oh, well,
at least you and Sali'll

have something to talk about

over your G and Ts tonight...
for a change.

- That girl...
- She's a woman. A grown woman.

She should be having
the time of her life.

And instead of that
she was on the phone

with me again last night
crying her eyes out.

Oh.

I know it's been hard for you.
I get that.

But you gotta
put the past behind you

and think about your daughter.

I've got two daughters.

All right. Two daughters.

But it's time
to put Greta first,

our daughter,
our living daughter.

You need to get
your priorities in order.

You need to get out of my house!

You know what you are, Sharon?
You're a grief feeder.

Like one of those Dementors

that sucks the life
out of everything.

You and that miserable
bloody group of yours.

- And as for this bollocks...
- Just leave it.

I said leave it.

Ela's not coming back.

Get out. Just get out!

Keep living in the past,
you'll lose another daughter.

[Sharon] Don't come back!

[car engine starts]

[car drives off]

All I'm saying
is you could have let me know.

[Gafyn] And ask permission for
my own daughter to stay over?

- That's not what I meant.
- Sounded like it to me.

That's not fair. I'm always
happy for her to stay.

- Don't I always say so?
- I'll see you later.

Gafyn... Gafyn.

Don't drive angry.

[sighs]

- [grunts]
- Oh.

How can you lift that thing?

Technique.
It's easy when you know how.

Hey, um, I've been trying
to get hold of you.

There's something
I need to ask you.

OK. You're gonna
have to wear that.

Hi.

How are you getting on, lovely?

All right, thanks.

I thought maybe
we could have a little chat.

I've been onto a friend

who runs a totally luxe
bridal boutique in Swansea,

and guess what?

What?

She's offered us a 25% discount
on a wedding dress.

I've already picked
my wedding dress.

I know, but, well,
hear me out, OK?

OK.

Look, I know
your mum's on a budget,

and I'm not...
I'm not anti-second-hand,

but that dusty old
net curtain that you...

It's not second-hand.
It's vintage.

Believe me, I so respect you
for trying to stay positive,

but... but you deserve
a new dress.

Start as you mean to go on, huh?

New dress, new life.

And obviously it would be
on Gafyn and myself.

Right.

Promise me
you'll think about it?

OK, I'll think about it.

Yay.

Right, then...

Hey, let's get you settled in,
shall we?

Aw, you keep a diary too.

- Oh, it's Ela's.
- That's private.

Right, well, I...
I'd better get to work anyway.

Oh, shit.

[Cat] So I spoke to Ela's mum.

Well, she said that when Ela
left home that day,

she was going to see you.

- No, that's not right.
- That's what I thought.

Cos, well, we hadn't seen her
for about three weeks, had we?

I saw her in town
a week before she went missing.

Oh.

What, and you spoke with her?

Yeah.

I felt sorry for her.

Shit time at home.
Shit time with us.

What do you mean,
shit time at home?

Well, she'd never really got
over her dad dying, had she?

And she wasn't getting on
with Sharon.

- Don't you remember?
- Right, right, yeah, yeah.

Why didn't you tell me
that you'd seen her?

Maybe I was afraid.

Afraid of what?

- You.
- Of me? Why?

I thought maybe
you'd start on me

if you knew
that I'd been talking to her.

Well, I wasn't that bad, was I?

What does it matter now anyway?

It was a long time ago.
We were kids.

Exactly, yeah.

So what did... what did Ela say
when you saw her?

I got the feeling...
something going on with her,

like she'd met somebody
or something.

- What, she said that?
- No.

But she had on this, um, ring,
on a necklace,

like, she kept touching it
like she wanted me to clock it.

Caryl, what you just said
about me...

Look, I've got, like, a million
chops to do for a function.

Right, OK.

But can we talk about it?

About the three of us back then?

Yes, we'll talk later.

OK.

Oh.

[knocking]

[dog barks]

Hello?

Mrs Roberts. I'm Nina Vaughan,
your local councillor.

Yeah, I know who you are.

Well, can you spare a minute?

Not really. Um...
Why don't you try next door?

She's always got a lot to say
about her bins.

Joseph Pritchard.

What about him?

Well, I am concerned that
he is too close to Llanemlyn,

and I would like to try
and get him moved elsewhere.

Knock yourself out, sweetheart.

I know about your arrest,
and, as a mother,

I understand how it must torment
you knowing that he's nearby.

Now, I am offering to help you
get him moved somewhere else.

Moving the bastard's not gonna
bring my daughter back.

Look, I just want to help you.

Yeah, oh, I know what you want.

Bit of spice
for your Senedd campaign.

Well, leave me and my family
out of it.

[sighs]

[bleating]

New lambs. Four little lost
lambs. One left, one left...

Hiya, gents. How are you doing?
Had a good day?

Shwmae, Eifion.

Hey, Glyn, how you doing, mate?

Very well, thank you, Nina. You?

Very well. One of them for you,
look. Vote for me, now.

- Huw. How's the wife?
- Fine, thank you.

- Kids well?
- Yes, doing well.

Good. Can count on your votes,
I'm sure.

How do I know
I won't harm someone again?

When you say someone,
who are you thinking about?

- Women.
- OK.

Well, if you feel that someone,
a woman, anyone,

might not be safe with you,
then it's your responsibility

to remove yourself
from the situation immediately.

- OK?
- OK.

Right, I saw
that you were being assessed

for dissociative amnesia
at one point.

I was, but the prison psych
went off with stress.

[chuckles] Yeah. OK.

Well, maybe that's something
we could look at.

Anyway, I have some information
for you here.

A couple of local projects

are looking for volunteers.

[door opens]

Hiya. I don't suppose you can
do anything with this, can you?

I've always fancied myself
as a writer.

Big table in the window,
cafetière of coffee.

Which is exactly what it's like.

[chuckles]

So, no prizes for guessing
what you're writing about, then.

I'm writing...

That man wreaked havoc
in this town.

I should know. I married
Ela Roberts's stepdad, as was.

But I guess
you knew that already.

Yeah.

Come this way, please.

Just leaves a bad taste,
you know?

Gafyn took that family on
after Gareth died.

Imagine caring for that girl,
watching her grow up

and then being questioned
about her disappearance,

having everyone looking at you.

It must have been painful
for him.

Not as painful as knowing that
your own wife didn't defend you.

See, if that was me,

I would have stood by him
one hundred per cent.

Why didn't Sharon support Gafyn?

You'll have to ask her that.

She's got a screw loose
if you ask me.

You know she was arrested
last night, don't you?

What?

Released this morning
with a caution.

She's been harassing him,
apparently. Joe Pritchard.

Sad, really.

Does Gafyn ever talk about
how things were at home

before Ela went missing?

Dysfunctional.

In what way?

No, I'd better not.

It's just if Gafyn or Sharon
won't talk...

Look, I really need to find out
what was going on for Ela

in those last few weeks.

Look, if you want
to get Sharon to talk,

I'd go through Thai Dai.

They're like that.
I mean, Gafyn can't stand him.

If you ask me, she should have
married him instead of Gafyn.

So, what was his name? Thai...?

Dai Rees.
Thai Dai they call him.

He married some Thai lady

for five minutes in 1999
or something.

- Right.
- Small town mentality, see?

Once they decide who you are,
that's you for life.

Yeah.

Look, I know it's not easy,

but if you can think of anything
else that might be helpful...

Yes. Yeah, of course.

[power tools whir]

Hello? Dai Rees?

- How can I help you?
- Uh, I'm Cat Donato.

She's not here, love.

And if she was,
she wouldn't talk to you anyway.

- It's you I wanted to talk to.
- What for?

Well, I heard that Sharon
was arrested yesterday.

For hassling Joe Pritchard.

Well, I don't know
what you heard, love,

but it's got nothing
to do with me.

She's never gonna get him
to talk like that.

But he is talking to me.

- What are you telling me for?
- [phone rings]

Oh, sorry.

[ringing stops]

Look, you... you care
about Sharon, don't you?

Yeah, course I do.

Her and Greta.

I cared about Ela too.

Tell her to talk to me, then.

Tell her that I want
what she wants.

To find out
what happened to Ela.

And maybe even find out
where she is.

[Joe] It's Joe Pritchard.

Look, I shouldn't have reacted
like that this morning. Sorry.

But it's better, safer,

if you stay away
from me and my family,

so, that's it, stay away.

[bird squawks]

[man] Coffee?

Ta.

[bird squawks]

[sighs]

[bird squawks]

[kitten meows]

- [kitten meows]
- [knocking]

[kitten meows]

He says he's looking for a home.

- [meows]
- Oh.

Oh, but I'm...
I'm just on the way in.

Uh, no, you're not.

Shit.

[sighs]

Has he sacked me again?

I'll talk him around
in a day or so.

Forget it. He can stuff his job.

- Come here.
- [meows]

- Oh.
- [purrs]

Greta's hot-headed.

She's like her mother.
She'll be back.

Probably better off without me.

- I've been thinking.
- Ooh.

- Do I smell burning?
- [chuckles]

I've been thinking maybe you
should talk to that Cat Donato.

I mean,
when it comes down to it,

aren't you both looking
for the same answers?

So you've spoken to her.

Well, she approached me.

Scoff if you want to.

At least she's managed to have

a proper conversation
with Joe Pritchard,

which is more
than you've bloody done.

Get out.

[door bangs shut]

[engine starts]

[kitten meows]

[phone rings]

Hello. Cat Donato.

Sharon Roberts here.

Sharon, hi.

I'm ready to hear what
you've got to say for yourself.

Meet me in the Stag
in half an hour.

- Uh...
- [bleeping]

Sharon.

Thank you for taking the time
to talk to me.

So you met him, then?

Yeah.

- You paying him?
- No. No, of course I'm not.

What did he say? I wanna know
exactly what he said.

He said
that he has some memories

of her being in the caravan,

and then there was
some sort of chaotic fight.

Fight? She was five foot two.

And then he said...

that he... that he killed her.

- Killed her how?
- I'm so sorry. He didn't say.

But I am gonna try my best
to find out more.

What about her body? Did he say
what he did with her body?

No.

Selective amnesia.

Very convenient.

But, Sharon,
there are pieces missing.

Like what?

Like why was she
at the caravan that day?

What was the connection
between Ela and Joe?

That's why I'm trying
to build up a picture

of what was going on
in Ela's life.

After you cut her off, you mean?

Sharon. We were 15.

And... anyway,
we didn't just cut her off.

No? Because Ela seemed to think
that you did.

Do you think the connection
between Ela and Joe

could have been a romantic one?

Caryl thought she was
seeing someone. Is that true?

I have no idea.

And she said that Ela wasn't
going to visit her that day,

like you said.

Oh, I see.

Oh.

The convicted murderer
actually being the murderer

isn't good enough for you.

Who do you fancy
as the killer, then?

Gafyn? Me?

Sharon, I am doing this for Ela.

[chuckles]

Oh.

People like you and Nina
Vaughan... you're all the same.

You don't care about Ela.
You're just out for yourselves.

Hello.

- Uh, I'm Cat...
- Catrin Donato.

Yes, I know.

- You remember me?
- I do indeed.

In fact, I was talking

about Donatos' ice cream
just the other day.

Aw.

What can I do for you, Catrin?

Um, I'm writing an article

about the Ela Roberts murder.

And may I ask what the focus
of your article is?

I'm just trying to find
some answers, really.

But I'm also looking
at the effect

that Joe Pritchard's release
will have on the community.

Hence why you're here.

I understand
that you're campaigning

to have him moved from the area.

Can I ask who in the community

has approached you
with these concerns?

I'm afraid I can't give out
individual names.

No, of course.

Well, Nina, I'd love
to do an interview with you,

if you're willing.

Well, I would be delighted to,

but I need to be somewhere now.

Carwen here would be happy

to put something in the diary,
I'm sure.

I'm out now
for the rest of the day.

I'm on my mobile if it's urgent.

I look forward
to seeing you soon.

Hmm.

Oof! Busy lady.

Tell me about it.

She was just telling me now

how you're the beating heart
of this place.

- She was?
- Oh, yeah.

Anyway, she said
that you'd be able to fill me in

on the Joe Pritchard campaign,

who's pushing
to get him moved and so on.

Well, nobody, really,
not through this office.

I think it's more
a personal project.

[ringing tone]

- [Ian] Hello?
- It's me.

I'll pay you whatever you want.

Get me the truth.
Whatever it takes.

- Izzy?
- In here, Mam.

- [whispers] Just do your best.
- Yeah.

Well, that is a lovely surprise.

You could have given me a little
bit more notice, though.

Sorry.

You ready for another surprise?

Uh, so, we are having a baby.

Come here. Aw.

And you, come on. Aw.

[chuckles]

So, how long?

Five months.

Five months?

Huh. It's so exciting. Really.

And how about you?
How have you been?

Busy, you know,
with the election.

But never mind that.
How have you been feeling?

Have you had
any morning sickness?

Because I had
such bad morning sickness.

But luckily for you,

I was too far along
to have an abortion, so...

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Wondering who you pissed off.

Oh, shit.

[laughs]

Ah, ta. Have one yourself.
Keep the change.

[knocking]

[man] There's someone outside
wants to speak to you.

Something about work.

- Are you Joe?
- It depends who's asking.

Phil something called,
said you were handy.

Yeah.

The boss wants a word,
if you're interested.

- OK.
- Site's just down here.

- What's the work?
- Bit of this and that.

[sighs] Thanks for coming round
so quickly.

What did he say?

He thinks it was intentional.

Who do you think did it?

It could literally be anyone.

I'm back!

Mwah. Do you know
what I was thinking?

I was thinking
we could treat ourselves

to a nice little
takeaway tonight, hmm?

I could get the hot tub going.

You don't mind seeing
your dad's knackers, do you?

And... anyone for some prosecco?
Afternoon treat?

Not for me. I have to price up
this job in Carmarthen.

Well, Greta,

you'll have a little prosecco
with me, won't you?

- I'm going to the gym.
- Oh, come on.

It's your day off.
You can have one.

- Loosen up those limbs a bit.
- No.

- Half?
- I'd better not.

I'll see you later.

What?

Can't you leave her alone

for five minutes?

Oh, babe, I can't stop now.
I gotta finish this.

It's all right.
I'm just... hiding from Sali.

I thought about throwing
Ela's diary away yesterday.

Just for one minute.

I literally couldn't do it.

It's like I want to put it
in the past

and put her in the past,
but I can't.

Of course you can't.
She's your sister.

Yeah, but that's the point.

All I wanna do
is move on with my life,

but it's always there
and it just makes me so angry.

Rhys, I want our wedding
to be the best day of our lives.

So do I.

How can it be when everything

still revolves around Ela?

So what are you saying?

I wanna postpone the wedding.

You know I love you. I do.

I just don't want it to be
tainted by what happened to Ela,

or by him,
or by Mam acting crazy.

- Right.
- Rhys, I'm sorry.

Look, I gotta get on
with this now, so...

- Rhys...
- I'm busy, all right?

[Nina] Why didn't you give me
more notice?

[Izzy] Your message
sounded important,

so we thought we'd pop in
on the way home,

give you the news
about the baby.

What was it
that you needed to tell me?

I wanted to warn you, in case
you saw it on the news or...

Warn me about what?

Joe Pritchard has been released.

Don't worry. He can't come
within five miles of Llanemlyn.

- Where is he now?
- Carmarthen. In a hostel.

Now I'm trying to get him kicked
further afield.

- Oh, God.
- No "oh, God".

Now, you just carry on,
and you leave everything to me.

I'm going inside.

[man] Who's that girl
in the picture?

Shelley Pritchard.
Joe's sister.

Yeah? You never said
he had a sister.

I didn't know.

And his dad never mentioned her
either, which is odd.

[man] Do you think
she looks a bit like Ela?

[Cat] Yeah, she does.

[man] Maybe there's
a connection there.

Do you want me
to stick around for a bit,

help with the research?

- I could give you a few days.
- Look, Steve...

[chuckles]
OK, no, I know. I know.

You know I really like you,

and I really enjoy
having sex with you.

Oh, stop. I'm starting
to feel objectified.

And I'm happy
we were there for each other.

But I don't want
anything serious.

OK.

Can I stay tonight?

Only if you cook.

[grunts]

You got one chance to talk,
yeah? Where the fuck is she?

Start talking! Where is she?

I don't know.

Fucking pervert.

[Wyn]
Don't forget what you are.

Dirty, sneaking pervert.

[girl] I know what you did
to her! You pervert!

- Murderer!
- [young Joe] No!

[coughs]

[gasps]

Tell her...

I don't know where she is.

She's got to stop this.

Fucking tell her yourself.

When my parents said
we were leaving, I was so...

This place was my life,
you know?

You can't blame them for wanting
to move their daughter away

after a thing like that.

Maybe.

You know, before
Ela disappeared, I, um...

I might have been
a bit horrible to her.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

We were a little gang,
me, her and Caryl,

and cos there was three of us,

there was always somebody
who felt left out.

I just thought
it was normal teenage stuff,

but... it might have been
a bit worse than I remembered.

What makes you think that?

The way people
are reacting to me.

With the dog shit
and the windscreen and...

- You're a journalist.
- It's not that.

People don't like me.

They don't want me here.

- Do you think I'm a bully?
- What?

Do you ever think
that I'm a bully?

I mean, you know what you want.

So that means yes?

No. It means
you like to be in control.

That doesn't make you a bully.

Come here.

[groans]

[groans]

Everything all right?

She just had some weird news.

What?

When I was growing up,

a girl from Llanemlyn
was murdered.

And the guy who did it
used to work here.

[woman] Oh, God.

[Izzy] And he's been released.

And it's brought
the whole thing back.

Hey, it's all right.
Come here.

Come on.

Oh.

[ringing tone]

[Ian] Hiya. Ian's phone.
Leave a message.

[bleeps]

[knocking]

- [gasps]
- Sharon. Sharon!

Let me in, Sharon.

We're going to end this now!

Let me in!

[Sharon grunts]

Sharon!

- Sharon! Open the door!
- [ringing tone]

- Police. Now!
- Sharon, let me in!

Joe Pritchard's here
and he's gonna kill me.

Sharon!

Sharon!