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I expect you'll be wanting a lawyer, Mrs. Howells.

I thought you said this was just a chat.

- It is. - Then why would I need a lawyer?

Let's hope you don't.

Looks like we're gonna miss the quiz, Terr.

I did tell them.

You're quite sure you've never seen this BMW?

Yes. Is that it?

'Cause it's been a hell of a long day.

I imagine whoever was driving

was looking for Evan.

Or you.

Where were you at midnight yesterday evening?

Home.

And you didn't hear an engine?

You dragged me down here for this?

How have things been between you and your husband lately,

Mrs. Howells?

I appreciate it's a... it's a delicate matter,

but we've received information to suggest

you've been sleeping in separate rooms.

From who?

Uh, a neighbor.

Eira Jones?

We understand your husband recently increased

his life insurance.

Significantly.

Where are you getting this from?

- It's irrelevant. - Not to me. Terry?

Is this your evidence, is it?

The fact that Evan had taken out life insurance?

Well, it's part of it.

Are you out of your tiny fucking mind?

I mean, seriously, can we inject a note of sanity here?

My husband's missing for 24 hours,

and I come to you for help.

And without any credible evidence,

let alone lawful justification,

you as good as accuse me of what, exactly?

Having him bumped off?

Is that what you're accusing me of doing here?

You're in financial peril, aren't you, Mrs. Howells?

You're facing ruin.

- Am I? - I'm going in. Now.

Inspector, Constable, I'm here to represent Mrs. Howells.

- This is an informal discussion. - It was. No comment.

Are you charging her with something?

Um...

Nighty-night, then.

I'll catch you up.

Everything all right?

Misunderstanding.

Sorry to hear about Evan. I meant to come over, but...

Oh, it's fine.

Is Rhodri still teething?

Reverend, uh...

Excuse me.

Should he have a solicitor?

No.

Anything I can do?

He won't be long.

Faith, come on!

Just a minute!

Right, then. You take care of yourself.

- What have they got? - Nothing.

Lisa's got your kids. They're all fine.

She phoned you?

No, Tom did. He was worried about you.

Here you go.

Sorry, Cerys. I've ruined your night.

Faith, as your lawyer, and in the strictest of confidence,

is there anything at all I should know about?

Anything missing at home? Anything weird?

No, not really.

You can trust me, you know?

I am on your side.

D.I. bloody Williams has been waiting for this for years.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

We... We've got some history. She's...

She's a class-one bitch.

So, what are you gonna do now, then?

Ohh.

As my mother used to say...

When you're going through hell...

...keep going

Hey, look, something has come up on Facebook about tonight.

There's this guy in Carmarthen

who says he's seen Evan in Swansea

in a lap-dancing club... the Candy Lounge.

- The Candy Lounge? - Yeah.

- Do you want me to show you? - No.

Look, he's...

Yeah, he's probably just trolling.

None of this makes any sense.

Two days ago my husband leaves for work, and now this.

This is just bloody... This is...

This is madness.

It's just nuts.

Well, if he has been a naughty boy, right, worst case,

what if he's caught something, and he's had to go...

Lisa, please, stop.

He was going through hell, and I didn't even notice.

Do you know what?

He doesn't know how lucky he is.

What has she done, Terry?

What has she done to him?

Why?

I've offered to step into the breach

at the Rotary auction this evening.

Evan was meant to emcee. I think you should come.

How can I?

Everyone will know Faith was arrested.

- No. - The shame of it.

She was not arrested.

Helping with inquiries.

Can't hide ourselves away forever.

What?

And just so you know,

I'm feeling this every bit as painfully as you are.

Talk later.

The software checks through everything he's deleted.

I'll save them all on to a stick for you.

It looks pretty clean, though.

- Hardly any e-mails. - Yeah.

What do you think? Just daydreaming?

It seems that most of my old clients

have taken their business elsewhere.

You're a hard act to follow, Tom.

Did he use any other computers?

Just his laptop. There's no sign of it.

No phone calls, messages?

No.

Has he done this kind of thing before?

Nope.

Any favorite bolt-holes he might be hiding in?

He likes to go down to the boat.

What do you think's happened, then?

Huw, I didn't like to ask this before,

but when Evan asked me to put you in touch

with him last autumn, what did he want?

I don't think you want to know.

I want to know. What did he want, Huw?

Huw, please.

Did I know any, uh,

villains who might give him a whirl.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

What time was your appointment with Miss Glynn on the 18th?

4:30.

And you're sure about that?

No question.

It's all on my computer. I showed the police.

And what do you say to the prosecution's allegation

that she was several miles away at the time,

shooting Mr. Reardon?

They made a mistake.

And do you remember the appointment?

Very well.

Miss Glynn was a nervous patient.

She didn't like the needle.

She was fine in the end.

We calmed her down.

Thank you.

Let me assure you, members of the jury,

that the defense has the deepest sympathy

for Mr. Reardon's family.

Particularly his widow.

His murder was a tragedy,

and we all wish to see the perpetrator brought to justice.

But that person...

...was not my client.

You've heard from a woman with no possible reason to lie

that the three witnesses were sadly mistaken.

At the time of the murder,

Erin Glynn was having a tooth out.

It's a crying shame.

But there we are.

I only wish the police had... had done a better job.

But that is why we are here...

to ensure that truth and justice prevail.

Good job.

He'd got a taste for the big, bad world of crime.

Yes?

D.I. Williams. Can I have a word?

I'm with someone.

I know. I've had you under surveillance.

Williams.

Don't worry about her.

Good morning.

Chief Inspector Parry.

- Mr. Howells. - Susan.

I've obtained a warrant to remove your son's computer

for forensic examination.

On a missing persons case?

I could ignore the circumstantial evidence

and do nothing, Mr. Howells,

but I'm sure you'd rather I didn't.

I know this isn't my gig, Susan,

but wouldn't your time be better spent looking for him?

Officers are taking all necessary measures.

Mr. Howells.

Evan's office is the second door on the left.

I'll talk to the traffic boys in Swansea,

see if we can't get a trace of his car.

Bye, Susan.

We should have coffee sometime.

I've seen him a few times.

Well, when... when was the last time?

I'm sorry, I've got to go.

Mr. Baldini.

Um, I'll be with you in one minute.

One minute.

Right.

- Delyth. - Yes?

Were the police here yesterday?

No.

They seem to have got hold of some papers

that Evan keeps here in that filing cabinet.

Well...

I don't know what to say.

- Could Cerys have given them? - No.

- Tom? - No.

I'm in charge.

I'm in charge from here on in.

You feel compromised, you talk to me.

Oh. Hello, Faith.

What's going on here?

Williams came with a warrant and took Evan's computer with her.

Delyth.

Yes.

Could you take Mr. Baldini into the conference room, please?

Of course. This way.

And you're here because...?

Well, I am just, you know, actually sort of, um...

Oh, you let her in?

Did you? Well, thank you very much.

That's, uh... That's much appreciated, Tom.

Yes.

Along with rifling through Evan's private papers.

Maybe I can look forward to

being dragged down to the station again later.

I mean, what better way to treat a woman

whose husband's just walked out on her?

I had no idea...

What did you think would happen?

What did you think she was gonna do, huh?

In all honesty, Faith, and there's no other reason,

I-I thought it was evidence that he might have... that he'd...

- Given his money problems... - Mm.

...I feared...

That he'd killed himself?

Then why didn't you talk to me, Tom, his wife?

His partner in this family bastard firm.

I know. I'm sorry. I know.

You are sorry? I'm sorry. Everyone's...

Everyone's bloody sorry, aren't they?

Come on, baby boy.

Come on. Would you look after him, please?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Hello, Rhodri.

Come here, come here. That's it.

Ooh, who's a good boy?

Are you doing that auction tonight?

I've offered to step in for... for Evan.

I don't think we should hide our faces.

It's not the Howells way.

Well, uh...

Well, uh,

maybe he'll surprise us all and put in an appearance.

What can I do for you, Mr. Baldini?

Well, it's Rhona.

She's been slagging me off on Facebook,

saying I'm not safe to be with my little girl.

Uh...

My boss will see that.

Uh...

Well, I can... I can write her a letter.

Could always try the police.

Only got myself to blame, I suppose.

Mm-hmm.

Right. I'll get that letter out straightaway.

Thank you.

Oh, I saw you in a cop car last night.

Are you having trouble over Evan?

Oh, no. Just doing their jobs.

Look, I know you're a smart woman,

and you'll handle things in your own way,

but if you ever need any...

Do you know something, Steve?

No.

Evan ever talk to you about his personal life?

He mentioned you quite a bit.

Said how important his family was to him.

Mrs. Howells...

I'll get that letter out for you straightaway.

Thank you.

You're a good man, Steve.

Just a minute, please.

Hey.

Hi. Yeah, I spoke to a girl who works at the club.

She's seen him there with a couple of others.

She didn't have him down as a groper.

Behaved himself.

Okay. Thanks, Lis.

Thanks.

I'm sorry I can't take your call at the moment.

Please leave a message. Thank you.

Evan, it's Steve.

Listen, I don't know what's going on,

but the police are hassling your missus.

So, um, I'm here, okay?

Whatever you need, just say the word.

Okay?

Data retrieval have come up with something.

48 hours before he went missing,

Evan Howells did a bit of online shopping.

£78.50 on a DNA paternity testing kit.

So either he's been playing away...

Or he suspects his wife.

I think we need to keep a very close eye on Mrs. Howells.

First thing this morning, when I went to make tea in the kitchen.

Looks like someone tried to break in last night.

Hiya, Faith.

Hiya.

I don't think they got in. Opportunists probably.

I did ask Williams not to bring you in.

She took his computer this morning.

Listen, um...

I haven't said anything to her. Right?

But I know you were out in your car on Wednesday night.

After midnight.

- You told her you were at home. - I was at home at midnight.

- Like I said. - And the kids?

It was just a couple of minutes, Terry.

- Oh, Faith. - It was just... I know.

I know, I know.

Just... Just...

Gareth Taxis phoned me.

He said he'd seen Evan's car at Tom's Carvery.

I went there to find it. He wasn't there.

- You should have called me. - Yeah, I know that now.

I know that.

I shouldn't have gone, but I'm... I'm desperate.

I'm... and I'm shit scared.

Mm...

Yeah, of course you are.

Listen...

A man like Evan, right?

- Mm. - A good man.

Yeah.

He wouldn't...

If he was gonna do something stupid,

he would have left a note.

What if he wasn't a good man, Terry?

What if he was a complete bastard?

Faith Howells.

Wife of Evan Howells. I need five minutes.

Evan's been missing since Wednesday morning.

I've no idea where he is or why he's gone,

but I have every reason to believe that you know

more about him than I do.

He has been speaking about his sessions?

No, I learned about you from our GP

after I put a gun to her head.

Well, I...

Missing?

Yeah.

He went to work, never arrived.

The man who buys next year's diary in March.

Please, have some water.

You'll appreciate that my conversations with patients

are confidential.

Even when lives are at risk?

What would Buddha say? Hmm?

He's having an affair, isn't he?

No. No.

This is nice, all this.

Why was he so stressed, then?

The usual things.

Money.

I'm really not sure I can...

I confess. I've never been in this situation.

Yeah, well, join the club.

Has he ever spoken to you about wanting to run away

or kill himself?

- No. - He spoken about me?

- Only in the warmest terms. - Other women?

I said no.

The only one other woman I recall him mentioning

is his mother.

Marion.

They seem unusually close.

They confide in each other.

He says they often speak two or three times a day.

Well, I'm lucky if he calls me once.

Yeah, well, sons tend to idolize mothers.

Mm.

What else?

There's an incident from his childhood

that has been preying on his mind.

A friend of his who drowned.

It was a big trauma.

But his parents didn't speak about it.

Alec Fenton.

Yeah.

I suggested he talked it through with mother.

Do you think he loves me?

Yes.

But what?

Please.

I think he was feeling insignificant.

As if in pleasing others,

he had lost any sense of himself.

She is lying. She must be.

She's hiding something.

It's not fair.

I've got the council elections in two weeks.

Who's gonna vote for me with this hanging over the family?

I don't know. I just feel like we've all been lied to.

Like there's a cuckoo in the nest.

Why on earth do you want to be on the council?

All the petty nonsense.

Because I love Abercorran! I want to give something back.

Good for you.

Mam, come on.

Hey.

Hey, come on. He'll turn up.

Bethan.

There's something I...

Tell me, Mammy.

It's Faith.

Answer it, then.

Hello, Faith.

Uh, I'd like to have a chat.

Maybe I can pop 'round

after I've picked Megs up from swimming.

- Fine. - Okay, then I'll see you later.

She's got something to tell you. I knew it.

The marriage is dead.

Please, can we talk about something else?

I'll see you at the Rotary tonight, then.

If it's not too petty for you.

Ma'am?

Looks like our black BMW is back in the area again.

Camera picked it up on the Carmarthen Road.

Could be a connection

to the attempted break-in at Howells last night.

How did you get on at the bank?

Is there any film of the reverend?

No, they overwrite the thingy.

He doesn't know that, does he? Bring him in.

Ma'am, I really don't think Bryn Talbot...

Send Jones in, would you?

Yes, ma'am.

Hiya. Are you Megan's mam?

Yes.

Unfortunately she can't go in the water today.

She's got a verruca on her foot.

And we do ask parents to check.

Oh, yeah, I'm sorry.

I've been, um...

We'll get it sorted.

Sorry.

Okay?

Don't worry.

Megan, you know you said the other morning

that Daddy went all pale when his phone rang?

Was that the first time that had happened?

Not really.

What do you mean, "not really"?

Sometimes when his phone rang,

he went to the study and locked the door.

What, when I was out?

Mostly.

Who do you think he was talking to?

I don't know, sweetheart. Don't know.

Hey.

♪ Let's go get Alys ♪

♪ Let's go get Alys ♪

♪ Let's go get Alys ♪

♪ And we can all go home ♪

Come on.

Mam, what are we doing here?

I need a word with Granny.

And it's not gonna wait.

Oh, um...

Hi, Delyth.

Yeah, all right, yeah.

Yeah, put her through.

Hey, Maggie.

What... What's happened?

Right, well, I'm really, really...

I'm really busy at the moment, but...

Hey, Maggie, cool down.

Cool down, Maggie.

Cool dow...

Yeah, okay. Yeah, I'm on my way.

Yeah.

Okay.

Unbelievable.

All right.

Shit bricks!

Hello, Grandma!

- Hello. - Hello.

Mam had to go.

♪ Boom, boom, boom, shaka-laka-laka ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom, shaka-laka-laka ♪

Stop! Stop!

He's gone to the clifftop.

I think he might jump, Faith!

Calm down, calm down. It's gonna be fine.

Everything's gonna be absolutely fine.

We're gonna find him, and we're just gonna go home.

All right?

D.I. Williams asked him

to come in to the station for further questioning.

She says she's got evidence from the bank that he took £200.

- There he is! - Whoa.

Faith! Faith! There he is.

I'm making my way down.

- Keep your seatbelt on. - Bryn!

- Keep your seat... - Bryn!

- Maggie! - Let me go!

Maggie! Calm down, Mag!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No! No! No! No!

No!

I know him! I know him!

I know what to say to him. I know what to say to him.

- Please let me go to him. - Shh!

Shush!

Police.

Yes, uh, Terry.

Uh, oh, God.

I-I can't remember his surname.

Detective something.

Yes, yes! Yes.

Yes, please.

Uh...

Bryn?

Bryn?

It's Faith.

You want to have a chat?

Beautiful, isn't it?

Yes, i-it's lovely.

I've erred and strayed, Faith.

Well...

I'm glad about that, because I'll tell you something,

behaving yourself doesn't get you anywhere, does it?

I've given 30 years of my life to this parish, and now this.

That's all I'll be remembered for.

For a couple of hundred quid? Hardly choirboys, is it, Bryn?

Count your blessings.

D.I. Williams, she's after me for murder.

It's a cruel world, isn't it, Bryn?

I'll go to jail.

Defrocked, disgraced.

I don't know about that.

Evan...

...my Evan...

...he was going to strippers in Swansea.

All that sin just down the road there, Bryn.

Can't get away from it, can you?

Can't get away from it. It's everywhere.

Bryn.

Bryn.

People love you, Bryn.

They do.

Your full-dunk christenings, well, they're famous!

I'm sure that's why all mine, they swim like fish.

Please, Faith, let me be.

Sod 'em. You sod 'em. Sod what they think.

Because we know who you are, right?

Look at me.

Look at me, Bryn.

Shall we jump?

Faith?

Five minutes.

Your parish treasurer said

that £200 has gone missing from the collection.

Is that the length of it?

It's all the old fool managed to spot.

Right.

And do we know if there's any other evidence?

Police have gone down the bank, checked CCTV.

If they can prove I deposited the cash, well...

...I must have known it was short.

What was the money for, Bryn?

Food, drink, heat, lighting.

Couple of secondhand dresses, couple of tights.

If I tell the truth, we both will fall.

It's my fault.

Failure to provide.

You were an occasional member of my audience, eh?

Mm. Hmm!

What should be the Christian way?

The truth? The whole truth?

Is that your advice, hmm?

Lies?

Either way...

...I'm a bloody hypocrite.

Ohh...

I wish I'd jumped.

Bryn is willing to take the blame

if that's what you'd like.

Is there anything you'd like to say?

The world is light and dark, Faith.

Sometimes we have to go to the dark places.

Life gives the seeker no option

but to beat the devil at his own game.

I needed that money.

Do you accept that every week Edwin Rees makes a note

of how much was collected and shows it to you?

Yes.

And that money, entrusted into your self-care,

has now gone missing?

It's possible.

We've made inquiries at your bank.

We've asked them to supply us with footage

to prove you made the relevant deposits.

The camera doesn't lie.

- Have you got the footage? - It's on the way.

You're jumping the gun, then. You've got no case.

As you well know, Mrs. Howells,

the sooner an accused confesses, the more lenient the sentence.

I've no wish for Reverend...

I really want this to be all over with, please.

There's no footage, is there?

And, uh you must think we're really stupid.

Can I remind you where we are, Mrs. Howells?

Oh, yeah, yeah. We've been here before, haven't we?

Hmm? Remember?

Inventing evidence is an old habit of yours.

What's going on?

We're going home, Bryn.

Come on.

No evidence.

You're an angel.

Sure.

Spread your wings,

and I'll be praying for you.

I've got to go.

♪ Gave you all that you needed ♪

♪ You were cut, but I'm bleeding ♪

♪ And all of my strength, I gave to you ♪

♪ I love completely ♪

♪ And you'll lose then you'll leave me ♪

♪ And all of my hope left with you too ♪

♪ But I gave my heart whole, I did ♪

♪ I gave my heart ♪

♪ And although it's lost ♪

♪ It is still beating ♪

♪ And I gave my whole soul, I did ♪

♪ I gave my soul ♪

♪ And although I'm broken ♪

♪ I am still breathing ♪

♪ I will sleep through the moments ♪

♪ All the moments you've stolen ♪

♪ All for my love ♪

♪ I'll know the truth ♪

♪ That I gave my heart whole, I did... ♪

Faith. I thought you were the taxi.

Marion...

I think you might have something to tell me.

I know how often you and Evan spoke.

And...

Oh. Hello, Faith.

Any news?

Marion and I were just having a chat.

She'll be with you in a minute.

Oh. Righto.

Whew! Silly. Feel a bit nervous. Haven't done this for ages.

- Oh, you'll be brilliant. - Ah.

I'm sorry I was sharp with you earlier.

We'll stick together. I promise.

Don't be long.

It's something to do with this, isn't it?

Mm?

So, uh, who is she, then?

'Cause that's all I need to know, really.

- She? - Don't you dare.

Don't you try and protect him, Marion.

Don't you dare. Not this time.

It's not him, Faith.

It's...

Before he was born...

...I was seeing someone else.

I told Evan last week.

I thought it was for the best.

Who?

He was just a friend.

Does Tom know?

- Are you gonna tell him? - I have to go.

Do you think this suit's all right?

Perhaps I should have worn the other one.

You look very smart, Tom.

Last week, Marion told Evan

that Tom might not be his dad.

I take it Bethan doesn't know.

Uh, no.

That'll be a treat.

Oh, God. Poor Tom.

And the kids love their grandpa, don't they?

Mm-hmm.

Why couldn't he just tell me, Terry?

That's the bit I can't handle here.

I'm his wife.

I know.

I don't know.

Do you know? I don't know.

Arthur Davies give you any joy on that driver of the BMW?

Oh, he didn't turn up to do his e-fit.

Difficult man to track down, being of no fixed abode.

No good end to this, is there?

Faith, don't say that.

You have got to stay positive.

Mm-hmm.

It's getting harder.

Madam foreman, have you come to a verdict

which is the verdict of you all?

We have.

On the single count that Miss Erin Glynn did,

on the 18th of September of this year,

murder Mr. Patrick Reardon,

do you find the accused guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

Ah, lot number 12.

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Right...

Who's going to start me off at 250, please, 250?

That hand went up very quickly, Mr. Morgan.

Well done, you.

Straight out of the traps.

Look at the smile on Mrs. Morgan's face.

Isn't that lovely?

Now, ladies, talking of smiles,

surely it's worth putting a smile back on his face,

don't you think?

Who's gonna give me 260? 260, 260.

You're not a lady!

But thank you very much.

Just for that, it's gonna be 280.

You by yourself?

Busy time.

I admire Terry's loyalty, Bethan.

But you and your family should know

there's an awful lot

your sister-in-law isn't telling us.

Mr. Jeffries' hand has now gone up.

And that takes us to 400, sir. Thank you very much.

I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do now.

I'm gonna leap to 450! Who'll give me 450?

I'll tell you what. I'm gonna make it 350 for you.

What are these two like?!

350, 350, 350!

Evan, it's me.

I know about Marion.

And I'm really sorry.

I'm really, really sorry.

I just wish you could have told me.

I love you. I love you so very much.

I just...

I just want to give you a really big hug.

Get out of the bath!

Please phone me.

Get out of the bath!

Please, please, please phone.

Mam, she got bubbles everywhere.

All right, all right. Just a minute.

They're halfway up the wall.

She's gonna flood it again.

Oh, okay, all right.

- Splash, splash, splash! - Stop it, Meg, please.

I'll be up in a minute.

Splash!

Hello?

It's Steve. Steve Baldini.

How did you get my number, Steve?

You gave it to me.

Listen, I need to talk to you urgently.

Faith? Are you there?

I can't speak now, okay?

♪ Here I am once more ♪

♪ In the same familiar circumstances ♪

♪ Trying to make some sense of all the pain ♪

Come on.

♪ Here I go once more ♪

♪ Going 'round and 'round in this fairground ♪

♪ Holding on for dear life again ♪

♪ And I thought I'd learned by now ♪

♪ I did ♪

♪ Though the tides have turned somehow ♪

♪ I'll live ♪

♪ And hearts will never get old enough ♪

♪ That they don't break ♪

♪ They keep beating anyway ♪

♪ And hearts will never get old enough ♪

♪ That they won't bruise ♪

♪ And every time you lose yourself ♪

♪ And here I go, here I go, here I go again ♪

♪ And here I go, here I go, here I go again ♪

♪ And I fell for the pretty lines ♪

♪ 'Cause hi's are easier than goodbyes ♪

♪ But now I'm left alone here with the blame ♪

♪ And I tried to be... ♪