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Alpay said she was working for the Glynns, right?
Did she mention the money they wanted from Evan?
Didn't get a chance. Some idiot scared her away.
Is that your phone?
Mm-hmm.
Mm.
New phone, is it?
Dealing again, are you, Arthur?
Great.
It's just for keeping in touch, that's all.
Right.
Just the old crowd from the band.
Oh, ecstatic.
Hello?
Yeah, you want to fry your brains,
go somewhere else, okay, 'cause Arthur's out of business.
Piss off!
You happy now? Huh?
Give me the phone. Give me the fucking phone!
Who's this, then? "Are you still with her?"
It's not what you think.
"Are you still with her?"
- I'm sorry. - You tell me now.
No, you know something. You tell me now.
I'm sorry.
- That's Alpay's car. - We got to go.
No. We can't just leave. We can't go.
She's dead. She's dead.
Bastard.
Bastard.
Yes? Who is it?
- Faith Howells. - I'm closed, Mrs. Howells.
- I need to speak to your guest. - Well, he's not in.
Mrs. Howells, please, it's late.
- Where is he? - Well, he's not back yet.
Arthur?! You little shit! Where are you?
Where are you, you shit?!
Right... oh, I'll just go through your stuff.
That's it.
What on earth do you think you're doing, woman?
Giving you something to gossip about, Eira.
This should keep you going for months.
It's 4:00 a.m., Mrs. Howells.
It must be serious.
I have no money.
Nothing. Zero.
Evan and I had a deal. 120,000 bank transfer is fine.
Do you have a problem? A deal is a deal.
Why do a deal with the man
who helped your husband's killer walk free?
Evan is an interesting and complicated man.
What?
You really didn't get him, did you?
Bitch.
Eight and a half dead.
- Business good, is it? - Oh, yeah. Never better.
Spot on.
Same time next week.
Can't stop thinking about the children,
sleeping in strange beds.
At least we know they're safe.
I've tried to give Faith the benefit of the doubt,
but, truth is,
never knew her family, where she came from.
I seem to remember you welcoming her with open arms.
Evan was so infatuated.
I tried to like her.
Maybe that was my mistake.
Price.
I've got an RTC,
one fatality, on the Gwern Ganol road.
I'm under the bridge.
Oh, I'm...
Yeah, I'll get down there as soon as I can.
- Okay. - Okay.
Morning.
You're up early.
A house doesn't run itself.
Is that new?
What do you care? You can't even boil an egg.
Do you think maybe you should just stay home today?
I'm up to my eyes, Terry.
You're up at 6:00 baking,
taking pills, and stealing things,
which isn't normal, you know?
You should arrest me, Mr. Policeman.
Ma'am.
Have we got an I.D. on the deceased yet?
Apparently so. So, what have we got?
Well, there are two sets of skid marks,
so there must have been two vehicles,
and I suppose the other driver must have left the scene.
What's that?
Earring?
Nice work, Price. Stick it in the bag.
Right. See to clear-up.
Mrs. Foster?
Yes, it's Faith Howells.
Megan has got a swimming test this afternoon at 4:00.
The thing is, she needs to wear her verruca sock.
Well, ah, you'll just have to
because it's really important to her.
Well, please do. Thank you very much.
Your friend has left without paying his bill.
No friend of mine.
Well, you can give me his details
because I'm informing the police.
Try the local off-license. Bye-bye.
Hello?
Hello?
Who's this?
What was going on between Faith Howells
and the dentist... Dr. Alpay?
She died.
Horribly. Last night.
Faith Howells. Is she really worth it?
If that's how you want it.
Mrs. Howells' children have been in foster care for a night now.
No, no, no. That's great. Thank you.
Sorted. I got us in front of Judge Daniels at 4:00.
- Today? - Yeah.
- Today. - Mm-hmm.
Oh, my God.
Are you saying I might get my kids back today?
Yeah.
No, but, um, what are our chances?
Look, we'll get them back, Faith,
but we've got to deal with this Williams crap first.
Yeah.
Here. Here's the footage.
All right, this is dynamite, Faith,
but it cannot come from you.
It places you at the scene of the crime.
Okay? Not good.
We've got to drop this bomb without collateral damage.
- You look great, by the way. - Thanks.
- Yeah. - Feel like shit.
Was that your first visit to the dentist?
Yeah.
What did you do, just pick her out of the phone book?
- Internet. - And two days later, she's dead.
Nine miles up the road.
It's an odd place to be of an evening.
Halfway up a mountain, all by herself.
I agree.
Where were you yesterday evening, Mrs. Howells?
Working late at the office.
Arthur Davies was with me. He helps out sometimes.
He's rather good, actually. Didn't expect that.
- And where is he now? - Where? You tell me.
And after you'd finished at the office,
did you drive out on the Gwern Ganol road?
If you're asking if I was involved
with Dr. Alpay's death, I wasn't.
But I would be fascinated to know
what you think I might have done.
Tampered with the brakes, maybe?
Your friend, Steve Baldini, was in here last night.
- Is this relevant? - He lost his temper.
He's very protective of you.
He's up in court this morning.
Criminal damage. He'll do time.
No more weekends with his daughter.
I've a feeling there's something he's gonna tell me.
My client has nothing more to say about Mr. Baldini.
I'm sure it was fun while it lasted.
Is that it?
- No more. - Good.
On the bright side, I hear your kids are settling in.
- Okay! - Bitch.
All right. All right.
Faith.
- Faith. - Bitch!
You're all right. Okay?
Right, where are you going now?
I'm gonna help Steve get bail, right?
Faith, the children's hearing is at 4:00 p.m.
I know exactly what time.
- You cannot miss this. - I know. I'm not gonna miss it.
I've got to do something! I'll be fine!
Jesus, Steve Baldini can look after himself.
The Crown objects to bail, ma'am.
Mr. Baldini's extensive record
demonstrates a serious risk of reoffending.
He's breached bail conditions many times in the past,
and there's no reason to believe that this occasion
would be any different, ma'am.
There are times to give the benefit of the doubt,
but this isn't one of them.
He is a serious offender
who's failed to demonstrate any ability
to reform his character.
I represent Mr. Baldini. May we have a moment, please?
- Be quick, Mrs. Howells. - Thank you.
Alpay is dead. Arthur's been spying on me.
I think Williams put him up to it.
- We really must get on. - Just smile for me.
If it helps, we're minded
to remand him in custody before trial.
I think there's been
some sort of a misunderstanding here, ma'am.
Mr. Baldini was doing his best to assist the police
when this alleged offense occurred.
I mean, he's Italian. You see, he's Italian.
You know what they're like
when they're talking with their hands,
when they're talking an' all.
It's just accident, ma'am.
He has a long history of previous offenses, Mrs. Howells,
including supplying a Class A substance to minors.
I struggle to see him as a suitable candidate for bail.
Ma'am, I think that...
I think that...
I think that we all make mistakes,
some small, some big,
and shouldn't we recognize a person's attempts to do good?
Shouldn't we?
And frankly, I know Mr. Baldini, personally.
He has done more to help me
try to find my missing husband than anyone...
...including the authorities.
He's a good man.
And I thank you for that, Mr. Baldini.
Please.
Please, ma'am, let him go.
Sorry, I'm late. I've been canceling meetings.
Don't know where we are at the moment.
- Cappuccino? - Thank you.
Delyth, I fear the firm will be forced to close.
It's no way to repay you for years of loyalty.
But I'll... I'll do what I can.
Evan could still turn up.
You have to have hope, Tom.
Found some papers in his office the other day.
Things that...
Shameful things.
You don't have to tell me.
Sometimes you're too honest for your own good.
The world doesn't run on straight lines, Tom.
You don't have to either.
What should I do?
Don't be afraid.
Stop doing what's expected of you.
Just live your life your way.
Set yourself free.
I've got a theory about Arthur.
Paddy Reardon tried to recruit me once
to get some info on the Glynns.
I'll try and contact Gael Reardon.
I've got you into enough trouble, that's for sure.
Faith, the supplying to minors charge...
They were two lads who said they were 19.
I'm ashamed of who I was back then.
I was lost.
That's the past.
You have a daughter who needs you.
And I have children who need me.
And I wish you luck.
I believe in you, Steve.
Faith! Hey, babes!
Hey! It's me, man!
Faith! Come here!
Faith, she asked me to post it for her.
- What? - Sorry.
She asked me to post it for her. I hope you don't mind.
What?
Alys' video. You must have seen it.
No.
You must be the only one in town who hasn't.
Honestly. Everyone's watched it.
Hey! Hey!
See you later. Love you!
Bye! Love you!
Daddy...
I just...
I love you, and I want you to come back.
I-I don't care why you left.
It doesn't matter to me.
But I just want you back home safe.
I love you.
We love you.
Mommy loves you.
So, please.
Can you just come back, please?
Yeah?
Yeah.
Tom would like a word with us. When you're ready.
I'm afraid I took the liberty of searching through Evan's files.
I discovered one marked "Pedersen Plant,"
which appeared to contain contracts that he'd drafted
for the sale of fictitious lorries
and suchlike...
...for the Glynn family.
A money-laundering exercise.
I should have taken it to the police, but...
...he's my son.
And the absence of a suicide note
seems to suggest he wanted to spare us the shame
that public exposure of his crimes would have brought.
I destroyed them.
No doubt you'll soon be winding up the firm.
And at least you'll be able to do that
with your reputations intact.
I presume he acted without your knowledge.
Yeah.
No, I take full responsibility.
I should have been keeping a closer eye.
Tom, I need you to give evidence for Faith this afternoon.
We're trying to get the social services order lifted
so the kids can come home.
I'll consider it.
I'll have a word.
All right.
You need to round up more witnesses,
and I need to figure out a way to explain
how Evan got mixed up with criminals
and ran off with their money.
It's fine.
It's a family court. It's confidential.
It's a straight choice, Faith.
If you want your children back, you have got to dump on Evan.
What is more important?
Mm-hmm.
See who you can rustle up. We have four hours.
Afternoon.
Chief Inspector Parry. Swansea CID.
Constable Price. Abercorran.
Investigating the traffic accident
in which Dr. Alpay died.
We've had her under surveillance for several weeks.
It's quite the pharmacy she has here.
Yes. Um, there was another set of skid marks at the scene.
Whoever was there left pretty quickly.
If you'd be kind enough to forward me the details.
Um...
The thing is... the reason I'm here, actually...
well, you'll have heard about
our missing persons investigation.
Evan Howells. Yeah, of course.
Yes, well, Mrs. Howells was here the other day,
apparently, for treatment,
and there was a burglary at her home
and an attempt to break in at Howells solicitors,
and Dr. Alpay was a-a witness in a murder trial.
Constable.
If Alpay was operating a drugs factory,
then there's got to be a whole supply chain,
a network or something.
Maybe Baldini's a part of it?
- Or maybe... - Price found an earring.
Jones, show it to Mrs. Howells. See if it's hers.
Why would it be hers?
Wild guess?
Do you mind if I come with you?
Hello?
Uh, hello. I'm Faith Howells.
I've got a meeting with the head.
Oh, hello, Mrs. Howells.
I'm afraid the head has had to cancel this afternoon.
Uh, she can't do that. This is critical.
I'm... I'm really sorry, Mrs. Howells.
Um, I'm... I'm really sorry.
Keep your body straight.
Lovely.
- Gavin? - Yeah?
I have a favor to ask.
There's been a mistake,
and my... my children, they've been, uh...
Look, the thing is,
we're going back to court this afternoon to challenge it,
and I-I just...
I wondered if you might be prepared to...
Oh...
Okay. I see.
- Look, it's nothing personal. - No, I understand. Okay.
This is a surprise.
I thought we and the Glynns were sworn enemies.
I don't work for them anymore.
But if they knew I was here, I'd be dead.
I want you to leave Faith alone.
Evan left her broke, and the business.
Whatever went on between you and Evan is his problem.
You must be very fond of her to take such a risk.
Gives us something in common.
I was very fond of Evan.
Extremely fond.
He was a good man. A good man.
Then he went.
You know where?
You ship my product.
We both make money,
and you get to be the knight in shining armor.
It's funny how love hits you.
You think you're in control.
Then someone comes along and turns the world upside down.
What do you say?
Mm.
Sorry to disturb you.
Yours, I believe.
Maybe.
Did you lose one like this last night?
No, I don't think so.
You sure, Faith? This is important.
Would I lie to you?
It was found at the scene of Dr. Alpay's accident.
Were you there, Mrs. Howells?
Haven't you ever heard of
the Police and Criminal Evidence Act,
something called a caution?
So you're not prepared to answer?
You're not embarrassed by this, Terry?
Maybe you'd like to check your jewelry.
Maybe you'd like to fuck off.
Evan.
Evan.
Evan?
Evan?
Evan, it's me!
Mum?
- Alys? - Mum?
Alys?
How did you do...
I'm on Katy's phone.
- Right. - I know Dad's password.
Okay, listen, you mustn't let anybody see you, all right?
Hi.
What's happening, Mam?
I just want to come home.
Megan was sick all night,
and Rhodri couldn't stop crying.
All right, listen, I'm gonna go to court this afternoon at 4:00,
and everything is going to be okay.
I promise you. Everything is going to be okay.
But what if it's not? Who are we left with?
Daddy said if you died,
it would be Uncle Terry and Auntie Bethan.
- No, that's never gonna happen. - Alys?
Don't let them see you, sweetheart.
Sweetheart, don't let them see what you're doing, okay?
But why can't we go there?
Alys? Who do you got there?
Come on.
Come on, don't go worrying now. I need you to be...
Where has Evan put his will, Delyth?!
Come on, come on, come on!
There must be a copy. Did you check...
He always deleted after printing.
He kept the wills in hard copy to prevent tampering.
You know, Tom could be wrong.
Maybe he was deceived into doing what he did.
You know how he always trusted people.
He was using a fake I.D., Delyth,
and going to strip clubs!
Right? He was a liar!
- Faith. - Bloody liar!
- Faith. - I wish I'd never married him.
That's what I wish.
Yeah, and you! You... You stop...
You stop protecting him, Delyth.
- Stupid. - Faith?
Faith, where are you going?
Shit! Not again.
I'm guessing you didn't find it.
Evan, there's something I've been meaning to tell you
for a long time.
There's no easy way to put this.
A man I once knew died last month.
I think he was probably your father.
His name was Owen Fenton.
You may remember him.
You and his son, Alec, were friends.
It was before I was married.
Everything was up in the air.
Evan, I kept this to myself out of love for you and Tom.
As far as I'm concerned, biology is irrelevant.
It's what we mean to each other that counts.
Evan?
Does Dad know?
I'll choose the right moment.
And what exactly do you want me to do
with this information?
You can't stand the fact
that we've built contented lives for ourselves
in a place that you've spent a lifetime resenting.
Do you really begrudge our happiness that much?
They... They were your dreams.
If you didn't chase them, don't come to me looking for pity.
This is it, Mam.
This...
This is reality.
This... This is all there is.
We try to make a living,
we look out for one another,
and we die.
Evan.
If it's not in the office,
it has to be here in the vault.
Hello, you're through to the answer machine
of Tom and Marion Howells.
Please leave a message,
and we'll get back to you as soon as we can.
Tom.
Tom, I need to see you now.
"Only to be opened in the event of my death."
Okay.
Hey, look at this. Dated 14th, the day he went.
"Dear Faith, I screwed up. I never meant to.
Everything I did was for all the right reasons,
out of love for you and the kids.
All I wanted to do was look after you, provide for you all.
I trusted people in good faith.
I tried to do everything right, just like you would tell me to,
but they betrayed me.
It turns out being honest isn't enough.
You have to be a snake. I'm no good at that.
At the bottom of this letter are details of a bank account.
The money in it is the proceeds of crime.
Take this letter and the file of Pedersen Plant
to an outside police force as soon as you can.
Please forgive me.
I love you with all my heart, but I have to go now.
Goodbye. Evan."
He did love her. I knew it.
He's too honest for his own good, like his father.
Do you really believe he's dead?
He's gone, Faith.
When will you tell the children?
Look, I could do it, if you'd prefer.
No.
No.
It's got to come from me.
Tom, I need you this afternoon.
Ah...
Alys, Megan, Rhodri, they need you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry I didn't keep a closer eye on him.
But you trust people, don't you?
You trust them!
Should I have been doubting my own husband?
Should...
Faith...
Tell me honestly...
Do you have feelings for this Baldini man?
Hello?
Oh. Right, okay.
Got a letter from Evan?
With his will.
- And you've seen it? - No, not yet.
Cerys found it.
Apparently, this bank account...
...criminal money-laundered cash.
He got caught up in something.
And this... this is, um...
This is gonna sound crazy, but I think that Williams is involved.
Something odd is going on here, Terry.
The burglaries, threats.
Arthur's been spying on me,
and Alpay said that she was being leant on
by a corrupt detective.
I'm sure... I am sure that Williams
has got something to do with this.
Why would she use Arthur?
Because he's cheap.
And vulnerable.
She knows that I know.
This is why she's using my children.
She wants to destroy my bloody life.
You were at the crash site, Faith, weren't you?
It was your earring. I recognized it.
I arrived after it happened. The car was in flames, okay?
Williams was already there.
- And you saw her? - Yeah, I saw her, yes.
But I wasn't wearing earrings last night, Terry.
Will you help me?
Will you speak for me in court this afternoon, please?
Oh... Look, Faith, I don't why...
Please.
Okay.
I got to go.
- Yeah. - I got to go.
Okay.
Right, it was in the envelope with his will,
but I really don't think you should look at it until after...
Give it here.
Okay. You're not gonna like it.
Dear Faith, I screwed up.
I never meant to.
Everything I did was for all the right reasons,
out of love for you and the kids.
All I wanted to do was look after you,
provide for you all.
I trusted people in good faith.
I tried to do everything right, just like you'd tell me to.
But they betrayed me.
Turns out being honest isn't enough.
At the bottom of this letter are details of a bank account.
The money in it is the proceeds of crime.
Take this letter and the file of Pedersen Plant
to an outside police force as soon as you can.
Faith...
...please forgive me.
I love you.
Saying he still loves me. How could he?
Yeah, I warned you.
I warned you not to read it before the hearing.
How could he? Look at this. Look at this!
- Look, look, look. - Let's just focus on the case.
Lying till his last breath, the bastard.
But, Faith, look at me.
I need you to hold it together for me until after this hearing.
- Can you do that? - Yes, of course.
Come on. You've got this.
Focus on this. That's all.
Ignore her face. You're innocent.
Bite your tongue.
- Are you okay? - Mm-hmm.
Yeah, she's all right. She's emotional.
- All right, don't be long. - Yeah.
Okay? Faith?
And you've got the full list
of Baldini's 13 previous convictions.
Makes interesting reading.
Ma'am?
Excuse me.
Would all parties...
Please, God, if you're there, please bring them back.
Please.
Mrs. Howells, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of the murder of Dr. Meral Alpay.
Mrs. Howells.
Mrs. Howells?
Mrs. Howells!
Come out!
Mrs. Howells!
Come on, you've got five seconds.
Mrs. Howells!
Get out from there now. Mrs. Howells!
Come out, Mrs. Howells.
Come on. Come on!
Mrs. Howells, all right.
Five, four, three, two...
Come on. Right. Hands in front of you.
Hands out in front. Hands.
- Why? Why now? - New evidence.
What new evidence?
- Cerys?! Cerys?! - Mrs. Howells.
- Cerys?! - Mrs. Howells!
What in the bloody hell's going on here?
- Being arrested for murder. - Murder? Whose murder?
Dr. Alpay. They were associates.
You can stop this right now. Inspector, you were there.
You were there in person when Alpay died.
I've got the evidence. Right here. You're on film.
They'll say anything.
Ma'am, I'm afraid I have to arrest you
for fleeing the scene of a fatal accident.
Sorry? What are you doing? Stop wasting my time, Constable.
Inspector, you were driving the car Dr. Alpay swerved to avoid.
You can't trust him.
- I've seen the footage. - They're related.
Get off. Get off.
I'm allowing you your dignity.
This has got to be a joke.
What you got there? What's that?
Mrs. Howells' phone.
I'm assuming control of this inquiry. Let Mrs. Howells go.
- Thank you. - She's under arrest.
Oh, for God's sake, just do what he says.
I'm gonna need that phone.
You're not out of the woods yet, Mrs. Howells.
Thank you.
Right, come on, Faith. We're late.
Shit. My phone.
- Forget about your phone. - Why is he taking my phone?
Evan's letter is on it.
- Where's the original? - I had to flush it.
Great. Well, it's lucky you made a bloody copy, isn't it?
Right, now, listen. Williams is out of the picture now.
We're in the driving seat here.
I'm gonna need to phone, um...
I'm gonna need to phone Lisa. Give me your phone.
Okay. Keep going.
I've got to move that money. Quick.
Come on!
Come, Lisa, come on.
Pick up!
♪ Wild as a river running ♪
♪ You blow ♪
♪ Cold like a winter coming ♪
♪ You know ♪
♪ You're holding on ♪
♪ Holding on for something better ♪
♪ Something better ♪
♪ Are you gonna let the light back in? ♪
♪ Are you ever gonna let the light back in? ♪
♪ Darkness stays ♪
♪ Are you ever gonna let the light back in? ♪
♪ You go ♪
♪ Lost in the middle of it ♪
♪ You blow... ♪
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