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Possible crime scene. Blood. Gina!

I'm not leaving till I've got answers.

I want to know if it's my husband you found today.

Agh! Nani!

Ho!

You'll not come here again.

GUNSHOT

KNOCKING

KNOCKING

Nice day for it!

Charming!

Idiot!

Sam? Sam?

Is there something wrong with you, or what, Sam? Ah!

Your mother had to find out that a gun went off in the street

from a woman in the supermarket, son. A gun, after everything

she's been through with your dad. He's safe.

That's all that matters. He should've phoned you.

Yeah, well, he was probably worried about his nan.

Well, she can't be too bad, then, if she's still giving orders!

Is there something you want to say to your mother? It's all right, Ray.

You were white as a sheet when I found you.

You could hardly take a breath.

Well?

Sorry. She's your mother.

Give her a bit more consideration.

She deserves better. Well, forget about it now.

There's no harm done. Have you got my money? 25 quid a week,

that's what we agreed. Mmm, I haven't forgotten. I know you're not

earning a fortune, but it's not a lot of money to find. I said I'd

pay it back, Ray. I know you will. A deal's a deal.

It's time you understood that.

Where did you get that? I've been saving. Since when?

Does it matter? You never told us. Well, you didn't ask.

Here. Count it. It's all there.

Thank heavens for that, you're quits!

Ray's very grateful, aren't you, Ray?

Where did he get that?

Really?

SHE WHISTLES

BARKING That dog's been barking

all night again. It's been going on for weeks.

Now, either you sort it, or I'll sort it! OK, I'll get on it.

All right, but sort it out for me. OK, I shall. Thank you.

DOG BARKS

Jackpot.

Well?

Gina!

Childish!

DOOR IS UNLOCKED

DOOR CLOSES

SHE CHUCKLES

Wait with Mrs Rose for a moment, will you?

I'll just check the set.

Excuse me.

We're ready.

Stevie Rose ran a successful family business

selling cars in the town for many years.

A loving son, husband, father.

It's hard to understand why anyone would want to kill him.

We're eager to hear from those who spoke to Mr Rose

in the days before his disappearance.

We'll be circulating his image widely,

to jog people's memories. Stevie Rose's killer is still at large

and we need to find this dangerous individual as quickly as possible.

Thank you very much.

In order to help with the inquiry...

Oh-oh!

..I'm pleased to be able to offer a reward of £30,000

to anyone who provides information

that leads to the arrest of my husband's killer.

My beautiful daughter's lost her father,

in a terrible, violent way.

This animal has stolen him from her.

He doesn't deserve to walk the streets.

I beg of you, help me find them.

That's all. Thank you.

Mrs Rose... That's all, thank you very much.

REPORTERS TALK OVER ONE ANOTHER Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

Thank you... MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hiya. Are you all right?

Nani...

Nani!

LABOURED BREATHING

Oof!

Agh!

Agh!

Sam!

Sam...

Where is he? Samuel!

Get into the car. Listen, Ray... I don't want to hear it, go.

Don't give that boy any more money.

He's the one that comes to me...

over and over... You keep taking advantage,

giving him money to buy dope, and you know he can't pay it back.

He's lucky he's got you to look out for him.

He's my stepson.

And he won't be back again, I'll make sure of it.

His protector.

People need protecting...

..from people like you.

We know Steffan was behind the hold-up at the social club.

Two days later, there are gunshots on the street

where his brother lives. It's got to be more than a coincidence.

It's speculative, at best. But possible, Ma'am.

Rhys isn't stupid, Gina. If he was in possession of a gun,

he would never have used it so close to home. His brother had died.

People do strange things, having suffered a loss. Rhys Morris

isn't the type to get emotional, and there's no evidence

he's got a weapon. Can't we search the house? On what grounds?

That my theory adds up, Ma'am. Gina, even if you're right and Rhys had

the gun, I doubt he's still got it after everything that's happened

during the last 24 hours. But he...

We can't search his house on a whim.

We need evidence.

DOOR SLAMS

Remember, we've got to pay the gardener tomorrow

for cutting the lawn.

BEEPING

BEEPING

It's this old chapel.

It's been empty for years. I'll do it up over the next 12 months,

and then I'll try and sell it on. DOOR OPENS

Well, you're late today.

He's been visiting his girlfriend.

How are you doing, Sam?

We called to talk to Liz about your idea. Your nan's decided

not to go private just yet.

She's happy to hold on for a bit longer, aren't you?

Well, like Ray said last night, you know,

the specialist won't keep her waiting much longer now, surely.

Well, not after this last pull, at least. But if you want us to pay

for you to go private, we'll find the money, no question about it.

It's just that with this conversion and everything, it might take me...

..a couple of weeks to get it together.

But I promise I'll find it.

Listen, my little heart has lasted for 72 years

and I'm sure it can stick it out for a little bit longer.

Nani... He doesn't stop worrying about me, you see?

"Promising policewoman seeks promotion." You can't deny that.

Oh, come on!

Excuse me.

Excuse me, I'm talking to you! What?

I'm PC 3542 from Afan Nedd police station.

I believe you're dealing drugs. Piss off!

I'm detaining you, to stop and search you. You're trying it on.

Open your bag and we'll find out. No!

Oi!

Luke!

Luke!

Agh! Agh!

You can't do this, you've got no right! I'm arresting you

on suspicion of supplying controlled drugs. You don't have to say

anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Pig!

SHE SNORES

Is the old lady any better?

Heart attack, was it, son?

I heard about your brother.

Sorry.

Steff was just a big kid.

He thought he was indestructible.

Everyone's card's marked, isn't it?

Look after yourself, bud.

All right, bud? Yeah.

SHE SNORTS

What's going on? The forensics have come back on the bullets

that were discharged last night.

It's the same gun that was used to kill Stevie Rose.

It's Rhys Morris. He's got it. We've been over this, Gina.

If we searched his house, we'd find it. On what basis?

We should search the place, Ma'am. We haven't got sufficient reason

to do that. But the suspicion Mel was dealing drugs from there

would be enough, wouldn't it?

We've just found a load of drugs in her handbag.

Do we have Mel's house keys? The custody sergeant would have them.

Well, Ma'am?

Hello? Police!

DOOR SLAMS

What's going on here?

All right, Rhys? I'm PC Jenkins. We have authority to search

the property. You think I care who you are?! Get out!

Mel's been arrested for supplying drugs. We've reason to believe

there are more in the property. This is my house, you've got no right!

We have every right. Do you want a slap?! Calm down, Rhys. Calm down?

You're saying I'm dealing drugs, you've broken in... Calm down,

or we'll take you in. Is that right? Yeah, it is. Right, well, er,

you might as well arrest me for this too, then.

Argh! Oi! Rhys Morris... Bastard!

..I'm arresting you for assaulting a police officer. You don't have

to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Argh!

What's she playing at?!

Well, it sounds like she's kicking your garage door in.

Yeah, well, tell her to stop it!

Tell her!

Stop her! Argh!

St... Argh!

Stop her!

Agh...

HORSE WHINNIES

I can pay you.

Let me go and I'll give you whatever you want.

Just tell me. Name your price.

I've got money!

Argh!

Argh!

If the stablehand hadn't turned up when he did,

it might have been a different story.

Hey, Nani.

Nani?

HE SOBS

SHE SINGS:

Sam.

Sam!