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I'll get them coming in.
You go round the back

and get some photos of
the church as per the moodboard,

they'll be ready
by the main doors.

Moodboard.
Did you hear that, aye?

They're the real deal, this lot,
I'm telling you now.

- Leave it alone. Ugh.
- Fine.

Sorry, could you get some shots
of me from the other side?

It's just my nose looks
a bit snouty from the right.

- You sure you're alright, love?
- Yeah, of course I am.

- Why wouldn't I be?
- You know, last minute jitters.

You liked Aaron?

Yeah, I do, he's just
a bit uptight, isn't he?

- What?
- No, lovely lad.

Cracking boy, welcome
to the family, one of us now.

- Dead.
- What? Your battery's dead?

- For God's sake, Ashley.
- No.

Body. Dead.

There's a dead body.

And my battery's dead.

[ Sirens wail

Always feels more of a waste
when they're this young.

And fit.

- Is that inappropriate?
- Very.

Well, this must be where all the
local teenagers come to drink.

- Well posh.
- There's a bottle
of Pinot Noir there.

Whatever happened
to strong cider and spewing?

Kids today. They can't even
get hammered properly.

Sorry I'm late. I've been
with the Chief Super, I have.

She called me in to praise me.

- Praise? You?
- Yeah.

She's impressed
by our recent clearance rate.

She thinks I'm rubbing
off on you.

It was pretty much all me.

No, police work's a team game,
Mallowan.

You might put them
in the back of the net

but I'm there in the dug out,
picking the team.

Choosing the formation.

Anyway I thought I'd come
and help you out.

- What have we got?
- We have got Gethin Bennion.

Best man,

ran a digital marketing company
with the groom,

called Alto Ignite
Digital Marketing,

apparently they're
"brand building disruptors."

Wow, I want to kill him myself.

- Time of death?
- Body temperature suggests

either late last night
or early hours of the morning.

He was staying in
the rental cottage over there,

with the groom party.

That's the groom, Aaron James,
and his brother, Nathan.

Right. Cause of death?

He might have been involved
in a struggle,

could have fallen or was pushed.

He certainly hit his head
on a gravestone. Bam.

What was he doing
in the churchyard?

Not sure.
No CCTV from the church,

but I've got Chaudhry
asking round

to see if anyone else
caught something.

But, one of the glass panels
on the church's

side door was smashed.

So we're thinking he saw
someone trying

to break in from next door?

A have-a-go hero?

I dunno,
this is hardly a crime hotspot.

Something's off. It's like,
you know when you're watching

Married at First Sight and
they're like, "I'm ready

for commitment,"
and you're like,

"No, you're not ready
for commitment."

- What?
- It just looks staged. Obvious.

Is this going to take
much longer?

Just a few more questions.

I need to speak to the church,

see if they can rearrange
for later in the week.

Get your speech out of my face,
Nathan!

Rearrange?
You're not going to cancel?

Why do people keep asking that?

It won't make a difference
if we wait a week or a year.

My best man's
still not going to be here.

At least this way, it feels like
Gethin's still involved,

you know? He really contributed
a lot to the project.

You call your wedding a project?

This isn't just
an ordinary wedding.

It's a digital marketing
super-event.

They had clients
from everywhere coming.

- Cardiff. London. Lincoln.
- Linkedin.

Would I know someone
from Lincoln?

Didn't your fiancée mind
her wedding being turned into

a digital thingy...
thing thing thing?

No. Sioned's
invited potential clients, too.

She actually runs
a local gallery.

It's great. It means we could
write off most of the costs

as business expenses.

Wow, what every girl dreams of.

Is there anything else
we should know about Gethin?

How did he seem yesterday?

He was a bit weird.

We were meant to have a meal
in the pub, but he didn't show.

Spent most of the day
in his room.

Interesting. Ah,
my notebook's full.

Let me just--
It's okay, it's okay.

Yeah. Erm...

"Room all day."

Got it.
Did you see him last night?

No. I was in my room all night.

I heard him, though.

Yeah, it was half twelve,

he woke me up running
the taps in his bathroom.

Well, thank you for your time.

Do you happen to know if
there's a WH Smiths in the area?

It's just, you know, not ideal.

Do you?

Alan, you've hardly touched
your breakfast.

These are high end
marinated salmon flakes, mate,

don't come cheap.

You're not right, are you?

Today's main headline.

Police investigating
the murder of Gethin Bennion

in Cwmishel on Thursday

have appealed
for residents to come forward

with any information
that may aid the investigation.

Mid Wales Police have stated
that, despite a number of leads,

they are currently
no closer to making an arrest.

If you do have any information
that is pertinent to the case...

The killer shoved him,
and splat,

brains all over the headstone.

You know, my macchiato hour
used to be a sacred time.

Don't mind me joining, do you?

Mam, this is private
police business.

You won't know I'm here.
I just popped in for a nibble.

Can I have one of them
chocolate pans, please, love?

- Chocolate pan?
- Pain au chocolat, I've tried.

Right, this is the bride and
groom and this is the victim.

Gethin Bennion, 32, male,
six foot three.

I don't need his measurements,
I need to know about the man.

How he thinks,
his pre-occupations,

how he breathes...

Well, he doesn't breathe
any more cos he's dead.

And the happy couple are off
on their honeymoon soon,

so we have to act quick.

They're going ahead
with the wedding?

But the best man's not cold yet!

They'll be lucky if it doesn't
clash with the funeral.

Right, okay. So you say
the murder was face-to-face,

intimate, was it?
Planned? Planned, Chapel?

No, no, no, no,
it was not planned.

This was a--
This was an act of passion.

Secret, perhaps, come to light

in the darkness
of the graveyard?

Yes. That's interesting,
Chapel, yes...

My mental faculties
are all present and correct,

thank you, Yvonne.

Now, let's have a look.

Ah! The best man speech.

Anything interesting in this?

Nothing except for
the dangerous levels of "bantz."

Though one of the cards
was missing.

We think he must have lost it.

Well, thank goodness
the meticulously thorough

arm of the law is on the case.
No, no, no, no.

No, look at this. Look, look.
You see these? Look.

No. Some actors, not proper
actors, do the same--

mark which words to emphasise,

where to leave
a dramatic... pause.

It's naff, but it's fastidious.

No, these are not
the preparations of a man

that would just mislay
an important part of his speech,

his big moment.
No, this card has been stolen.

This speech is significant.

You're right,
the speech was significant.

Well, it's-- it's a gift,
you know...

No, no, not this speech.

Nathan, the brother.

He had a speech printed out.

Why? Unless he knew he was
going to be the new best man.

I'll have that chocolate pan
to takeaway, love.

Are you off?
Right, I'll come with.

As you're going to Cwmishel,
that's where my vets are.

We can go by mine
and pick him up.

Alan's off his food.

- Alan?
- Stray cat.

They have deep
and meaningfuls, apparently.

I'll get this, shall I?

Rhiannon.

Janie.

Rhiannon.

Yvonne.

John Chapel?

Hello.

Can I get a latte, please?
With oat milk.

I have IBS. I can't have dairy.

I'm the same with lentils.

Tummy like a washing machine.

Mam, come on.

Bit of a peculiar vibe.
Sensing history there.

- Who was that?
- Nobody.

Rhiannon Hopkins!

She's got some nerve showing
her face round here again

- after what she did to you.
- Mam.

Made her life hell.

I had half a mind to give her
a right telling off in there.

Well, you didn't, you chatted
about lentils so drop it!

Mam, what are you doing?

Can't I come? I love weddings.

This isn't a wedding,
it's a murder investigation.

And a taxi service for cats, apparently.

You'd struggle
to get a taxi licence

for this rolling scrapheap.

Shut up.

Have a good murder!

Sick everywhere.

You told me he was
a seasoned traveller.

I'm sorry, but he probably found
your driving alarming,

and he's not alone.

Anyway, bit of sensitivity,
he's not well.

I'm concerned about him.

Well, he can get the bus home.

My backseat will never be
the same again.

And while you're here,
no talking to my suspects.

Keep a low profile, okay?

- You off the telly, is it?
- Ah, crap.

It is you, isn't it? Caesar!

I always loved you in that
Vision Express advert years ago.

"This was murder...
it's clear to see."

Ah, yes, yes.
Was my finest hour.

Yeah. You lot
gonna be finished soon?

All these police comings
and goings,

- it's disturbing the badgers.
- Badgers?

I'm head of the Cwmishel
badger watchers.

We get very rare badgers
around here.

Only ever since this murder,
there's been no sign of them.

- All gone underground.
- Don't they live underground?

- Another enthusiast, is it--
- Sorry, got to go.

Proper police business
to be doing.

What, all three of you?

Oh, yes, yes.
He's a very highly trained FSO.

Feline Special Operative.

Argh! Sorry.

Sorry, made me jump.

- Not nervous, are you?
- No, all good.

- Just a busy, busy day's all.
- God, your boot is clean.

What do you clean it with?

I only ask because my car's
covered in cat sick.

Car shampoo.

Yeah. Coconut.

Ooh, yeah,
smells like pina coladas.

All ready for the
best man speech?

- Honestly, I'm bricking it.
- Yeah.

Didn't you have a speech ready
on the morning of the wedding?

Almost like you knew Gethin
wouldn't turn up or something.

No. I, er, I wrote it weeks ago.

Just wanted to be prepared
in case Aaron changed his mind.

Do you know what I smell,
Nathan?

Apart from the properly lush
coconut aromas.

Honestly, you're
going to have to tell me

where you get that car shampoo.

No, what I smell
is somebody lying.

Alright. I thought
he'd ask me to be best man.

I mean, I'm his brother.
Gethin was a tool.

But Aaron never saw it.

Even when Gethin
got chucked out of uni,

Aaron still thought
he was a "legend."

You really didn't like him.

No, it's not just me.
Sioned didn't like him.

She thought I should be
best man, too.

I mean, why would you choose him
over your own brother?

Cos he was hot.
It's good for the photos.

Sorry, shouldn't have
said that out loud.

But, erm, hey.

You're the best man now,
and that's all that matters.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Don't mess it up!

Joking.

Or am I? I mean, I am.

Oh, oh, that's--

Erm...

Sorry. I was in a world
of my own then.

Can I help you?

Yeah, no, I was just admiring

this superb chiaroscuro here.

Yes, I can really feel the
passion behind each brushstroke.

Aww, ta!
That's one of mine, actually.

Is it? Oh, ah. Yes.

- Well, congratulations.
- Oh, thanks.

H-Hang on, are you--
are you John Chapel?

- Well--
- Sioned Grant.

Erm, oh! What you doing here?

Well, I thought
I'd pop in and see

if I could find something
that really speaks to me.

I mean, most people just want
something to match the curtains.

I bet they do, yeah.

No, I've always been fascinated
by how-- how fine art painting

and fine art performing
are related.

We both strive
to reveal the concealed truth

of human contradictions,
don't you think?

Oh, God, yeah, yeah, absolutely.

Oh, erm, sorry.
Just, er, wedding stuff.

Yeah, of course.

Yes?

What if we halve
the number of roses?

Okay, dahlias.

Look, any colour. If it's got
a stalk and it isn't dead,

it'll be fine.

- Sorry, having a bit of a mare.
- No, no.

Getting married in two days.

Have you thought about
changing your florists?

Yeah, well, the--
the bigger issue

is the best man dropping out
because he's dead.

Sorry, ignore me.

It's just been a lot to take in.

I heard about it on the news.
Yeah, I'm sorry.

It must have been a terrible
shock for you.

Yeah, I mean,
if it was up to me,

we'd wait, you know,
and do things properly,

but, well, I dunno.
Maybe that's worse,

like we're forgetting him
or something.

Erm-- Oh, sorry.

Ugh, I don't even like Gethin!

No, no, no, I-I understand.

You're an artist.

We feel things too deeply,

it's an affliction.

Erm, right, why don't we do
a private viewing?

- Oh.
- Lose ourselves in some art.

♪ I knew I had my mind made up
from the very beginning ♪

♪ Catch this opportunity so you
and me could feel it 'cause ♪

♪ If you're ready for me, boy ♪

Mm. Cat sick and coconut.

Better.

♪ Before I get the wrong idea
and go, you're gonna ♪

- Chaudhry.
- Janie, I've been

looking into Gethin Bennion's
financials like you asked.

Anything interesting?

Two weeks ago, Gethin Bennion

paid a classic car company

two grand
to hire the wedding car.

Weird. You'd think it would be
the father of the bride

- who would be paying.
-He was.

I took a statement
from Chris Grant

who paid Gethin
to hire the wedding car.

But he paid him four grand,
not two.

Did he now.

- Chris Grant?
- Yep.

DS Mallowan, Trebach CID.

I know you.

You're the Carmarthen
Carpet King.

I remember your adverts.

"Underlay, underlay,
offer ends tomorrow."

"Your king commands it."

Ah! My mam had
one of your carpets.

Really?
You say your name was Mallowan.

- Yeah.
- I remember it well.

Low pile, painter's grey.
Good carpet, good choice.

- Wow.
- Nice one.

Anyway, what can I do
for you, love?

Oh, just tying up
a few loose ends.

Erm, you paid Gethin
for the wedding car?

Yeah. Yeah, he said
he'd get me a deal,

you know, save a bit on the tax.

I shouldn't be saying that
to a copper,

but, well, you seem alright.

Can't believe the Carpet King
thinks I'm alright.

Buzzing.

Yeah, thing is, though,
you paid him four thousand,

and he only paid two.

He was ripping you off.

Really?

You know, he was
a slimy little get.

Sioned wasn't a fan.

He had a massive fall out
with Aaron's brother

the night of the stag.

Yeah, he probably had
all this coming.

I shouldn't have told you
that either-- anyway, so.

Pretty careless,
throwing your money around.

The king should be more careful
with the royal coin--

Sorry, I'm annoying myself.

Erm, where were you the night
of the murder?

Oh. Erm, well, stayed with
Sioned till after the wedding.

And Sioned can verify
your movements?

Yeah, till about nine o'clock.

She'd been going up early
since I've been here.

She says I've got the telly
on too loud,

she goes up
with her ear plugs in.

Between you and me, I think
I'm getting on her wick a bit.

Aww. Poor you, your majesty.

Sorry, sorry. I know--
I know you're not a real king.

- You're not. I know that.
- Anyway, she's a grown woman,

she doesn't want me under her
feet. So, it's only temporary.

Not like one of these sad adults
still living at home

with their parents, eh. Ooh.

Yeah I still live with my mam.

Look at that. Yep, well,
I'll be late for AA.

Yeah, got a faulty carburettor.

Yeah, no, I'm an alcoholic.

So...

there we are.
Well, all the best.

- Good luck with it all, so...
- Thanks.

It's not forever,
l-living with my mam.

Just-- Just saving
till I've got the deposit.

I'm going to start looking
at flats pretty-- pretty s--

pr-- He's gone. Gone.

Very striking.

Sioned felt that I really
responded to it viscerally.

Alright, Van Gogh.

I told you to stay away
from my suspects!

A transparent cry for help.

You couldn't have made it
clearer that subconsciously,

you wanted me involved--
and luckily for you,

I found an elegant way to do so.

Oh, by spending a fortune
on a painting of squares?

By lifting the veil
on our bride's true character.

An invigorating conversation
on the contemporary arts

- was merely an added bonus.
- Oh, I bet. Pretty woman

telling you what amazing taste
you have in paint blobs.

Of course you don't understand, barbarian.

Yeah, must've been a nice change
from all the trivial chats

with me about murder.

Do you want to know
what I found out?

Oh, please, furnish me with
your rudimentary deductions.

Oi, why are you being
more rude than normal?

Because somebody's keeping me
from my morning double espresso.

It's my cafe hour and you know I
don't like changing my schedule.

But no, we have to meet here

because you're avoiding
some girl from the past.

This has nothing
to do with Rhiannon, okay?

So just zip it and listen.

Now, Gethin was ripping off
the father of the bride.

For two grand.

Well?

Mildly interesting, yes.

Yes, it tells us a little
about Gethin's psychology,

but a petty cash crime?
No, no, it's--

It doesn't ring true
as a motive.

The real enigma here

is the groom charging ahead
with the wedding.

Interesting, Chapel, yes,
oh, yes, interesting.

Aaron did just lose
his best mate.

People can get a bit weird after
something like that happens.

Still, it's hardly fitting
for what's meant

to be the happiest day
of your life.

No, it's Aaron's behaviour
doesn't add up here. Mm.

No, I shall dive a little deeper
with Sioned later.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You're not seeing her again.

Hmm. Could be tricky.

Thank you so much. This is going
to be amazing for my portfolio.

Oh, please, no, it's--
Pleasure's all mine.

Erm, so, er...

Where would you like me
to, er-- to face?

Erm...

I don't want to interfere
with your choices,

but I-I have been told
that, er...

this is my most impactful side.

Yeah, lush.

This already feels like
a really fruitful collaboration.

I don't--

Right, pop your clothes
on the stool.

I-I-I didn't think
that we were--

Joking! Your face.

Ah!

"Shake It Off"
is a kind of hymn...

Well, can you try it?

She's got 14 Grammys,
I think the Lord would approve.

Hello? Hello!

What is...

I know you?

Were you at Cardiff Digital
Marketing Fest last year?

Alas, no, I missed it.

- Oh--
- This is John Chapel, the actor.

He's famous.

Oh. Oh, of course, yeah.

From the... film?

He's letting me paint him.

In the week of our wedding?

Sion, how long's
that going to take?

Well, it takes
as long as it takes. It's art.

I can't put a time
on these things.

Ugh. This is the Focus
all over again.

- Ah, here we go.
- Focus?

Gethin helped me buy
a second-hand car last year,

but I was too indecisive
for someone!

Ah, the demon of indecision.

Interestingly, I once--

You must have visited
every showroom in Wales.

You know what? I can't create
with your... energy in here.

Why are you creating?

Must be a very difficult time
for you both.

Losing a friend.

It's-- Grief hits us all
in different--

Yeah, there's no time to grieve.

Wedding, honeymoon,
back to work.

Digital marketing doesn't stop
because someone died, yeah?

I imagine yours
is a very tough industry.

Balls to the wall.
High pressure.

Yeah. Yeah, it's twenty-four-
seven, three-six-five.

I've always thought I'd be good
in marketing.

You know, yeah,
that ability to grasp

the true desire
of the human heart...

to turn a mere object
into a collective symbol

of our deepest hopes
and dreams...

Yeah. Funny tweets help, too.

Oh, sorry.

Caterers.

Hello? Yes, if you're telling me

you can't turn around a four
tier wedding sponge in 24 hours,

then hang up, hombre.

Nice to meet you.

Sorry about him.
He's under a lot of pressure.

Actually, he's always like that.

I see.

Okay, where were we?

So, Chaudhry,
how's the CCTV hunt going?

Yeah, really boring.
It's like watching a telly

without knowing
what the programme is.

Keep trying. Oh, turns out our
victim was chucked out of uni.

- See if you can find out why.
- Mm-hmm.

- Are you checking your socials?
- Not mine.

Apparently Gethin
and the groom's brother

fell out on the stag do...

"Legends on Tour 2025."

- Sick.
- Ooh.

- Has Nathan...
- Wet himself.

- Yeah.
- Looks like it.

Why do men do that on stag dos?

We don't all wet ourselves.

Every stag do I've come back
from dry as a bone.

Actually, there was one time,
right, but I didn't think anyone

would see, so I just like--

Oh, thank God. Hi!
Yeah, coming now.

Never ever tell me the end
of that story, okay?

Gotcha.

Cause of death, brain damage

as the result
of a fractured skull

due to a severe blow
to the head.

Now, couple of interesting
things about our Gethin.

What time did you say
he was up using the toilet?

The groom and his brother
heard him in his bathroom

running the taps
at half midnight.

Yeah, well, they're
talking out their arse.

I can be more precise
about the time of death.

His watch was smashed
during the incident.

- It stopped at 11:30.
- Really?

What else?

His stomach contents.

He had a lot of laxatives
in his system.

We're talking a lot.

I'm surprised we can't see
Armitage Shanks imprinted

on his arse, the amount of time
he must've spent on the toilet.

Hmm.

Maybe...?

Yeah, I think I know
who's behind this.

Oh, you've gone.

I just wanted him
out of the way for the wedding.

And so I stuck
a load of laxatives

in with his vitamin powder
the day before.

And that's why he didn't leave
his room all day.

I went and looked for him,
and then I found the body.

I smashed the church door
to make it look like a robbery,

and then I washed the glass
with the laxatives in,

you know, in case of CSI stuff.

And that's who Aaron heard
running the taps.

I didn't mean to kill him.

Oh, no, you-- you--
you didn't kill him, Nathan.

- I didn't?
- No.

- For real?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, it feels so good
not to be a murderer.

Yeah, yeah. Ooh, one last thing.

Erm, when you did the laxatives,

did you steal a card
from the best man's speech?

No. I never took any card.

Okay. Thanks, Chaudhry.

Got you some biscuits.
I ate them on the drive over.

What? I haven't had lunch yet.

You are almost saint-like
in your care for others.

That was Chaudhry on the phone.

He's been in touch
with Cardiff Uni

about why
Gethin got chucked out.

He'd been stealing exam papers
and selling them to students.

- What are you doing?
- Stretching.

I'm exhausted.
I've been sitting all day.

Oh, poor you.
I've been on my feet since six.

Well, you'd understand
if you'd ever sat.

I mean truly sat.
The focus required.

It's a high wire act.

Yeah, yeah, you're amazing.

Well, it's all Sioned, really.

Even though I said
it was taxing, you know, it's--

she makes it all
seem effortless.

Time seems to fly
when I talk to her.

Oh, and time doesn't fly
when you're talking to me?

Well, er, it's different,
isn't it? It's more cultured.

Oi, I'm cultured! I watch BBC4.

And not just because of
the old Top of the Pops.

I think you're getting
a bit too close

to someone
who could be our killer.

No, no,

I'm remaining
completely neutral here,

but Sioned? Killer?
No, it's out of the question.

It's ridiculous. It's insulting.

She's a sensitive,
artistic soul.

- It doesn't equate.
- She didn't like Gethin.

She liked him enough
for them to be having an affair.

She was having an affair
with her fiancé's best friend?

Clearly.
Sioned's not a picky person.

She didn't mind what flowers
she had at her wedding,

yet she was crippled
with indecision

about buying a second-hand car?

I don't know what
she was doing with Gethin,

but they weren't
looking at hatchbacks.

Poor Aaron...

Well, he's not exactly
a paragon of innocence.

He turned his wedding
into a networking event.

Yeah, well, his best friend was
sleeping with his fiancée

so swings and roundabouts?

He prioritised his career
over his partner.

- Now, that's unforgivable.
- No, it's not.

You can't judge people
by your standards.

Not everybody has
a perfect marriage.

You don't know a thing
about my marriage.

Well, I would
if you actually spoke about it!

I bet you never shut up
about Elin to arty farty Sioned.

I would rather my late wife
remained conversationally

off limits, okay?!

But I want to talk about her!

I want to talk about
what you were like together.

Who was in charge of the remote?

I bet you can tell a lot
from that.

But you never talk to me
about it,

even though I can see
how happy you were.

Oh, yes,
'cos my marriage was perfect!

I was so busy with work,
I didn't even know she was dying

till it was almost too late!

N-No, no, I don't--
I don't want to hear

your amateur attempts
at psychology.

Thank you.

What do you know about real,
human relationships?

The person you've spent
most of your time with

is a television character.

He's probably the only reason
you're even here!

Fine.

But unlike the actual amateur
in the room,

I'm going to follow
the evidence.

You can save your waffling
for your chats with Alan.

You know he's not been well.
That was in very poor taste.

Okay, we did have a thing,
but it was over months ago.

You should have mentioned

the relationship with Gethin
earlier.

I know, but it's was...
embarrassing more than anything.

Gethin was cheesy,
you know, the kind of bloke

you have a really bad
one night stand with,

and I went and had
about 15 with him.

Why?

What's that saying about
why men climb mountains?

- I dunno. Cos they're weird?
- No.

Because he was there.

This is mid century,

and he's been eating
monkey nuts out of it.

Diolch, Dad!

I even asked him to step down.

Well, not much,
because we maybe...

sort of slept together again.

Look, I'm not perfect, okay?

Did Aaron know about the affair?

God, no.

Of course I knew
about the affair.

I'm sure the Lord wouldn't mind
one glitter cannon.

Could ask him.

Yeah, murder investigation here.
Do you mind? Thank you.

You decided to keep Gethin
as your best man

even though he was shaking
sheets with your fiancée.

I know it seems crazy,
but it's just an affair.

Me and Sioned would speak
after the big day.

I've already got a spreadsheet
for couples counsellors.

Right. Probably a good idea.

- Yeah.
- And there's always divorce.

Okay, well,
if that's everything?

No, no, no.
You know what's been bugging me,

with every fact
I learn about Gethin--

why you chose to keep him
as your best man.

- He was my oldest friend.
- Yeah, from uni.

Until he got chucked out
for selling exam papers.

See, now, does that sound
in character for Gethin?

A complex university
exam fraud syndicate?

- He had hidden depths.
- No,

it had somebody else's
fingerprints all over it.

Your fingerprints.

Sorry, I should ask
before I touch you.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Okay, fine.

- Yes, it was me.
- Cool.

When it all came out, I thought
that was my future over.

I should've been thrown out,
but Gethin took the fall.

So you owed him.

Yeah, but he pushed it too far.

He stopped trying at work.
He kept upping his salary.

I mean, I had to put my foot
down. I told him we were square.

Yeah, but Gethin said... naaah.
And threatened to expose you.

I checked his best man speech,
and there were all these jokes

about there's no "cheat sheet"
for married life.

So you shut him up.

All I did was take the card
out of his speech.

Can you move back a bit?

Oh, yeah. Sorry, I--

Yeah, I had falafel for lunch.
It always repeats on me.

Yeah.

I just find them
such majestic creatures.

That's why I'm keen to join,
you see?

I'd really love to find out more

about the local
badger population.

- Now, then, here's your card.
- Oh.

Membership number zero zero two.

Having a famous member,

this could really help us
get local press attention.

You could be our Bono.

I was actually wondering,

do you have night vision cameras
to-- to watch the badgers?

Yeah, yeah, got one here
in my garden.

Amazing the things you see.

Caught a badger
having a play with a fox.

Just here.

Well, that's, er--

O-One moment please.

So, you suddenly into badgers,

or you just interfering
with my investigation?

Probably the latter.

But, er, I was actually hoping
to run into you,

to, er, say sorry.

Bloody hell.

Probably the only word
I've never heard you say.

Well, I shouldn't have taken it
out on you.

In my defence,
I was worried about Alan,

and I'd been sitting all day.
Now, you really

- don't understand the effect--
- Okay, okay, okay, stop now

whilst the apology's
still an apology.

And just for the record,

Caesar's not the only reason
why I come to you.

He couldn't do what you do.

The character, emotional
business, you know.

Plus, he is way cleverer
than you. Like,

- he's an actual genius, so--
- Yeah, alright, I--

I think your point has already
been rather succinctly made.

But I, er--

I think that I have found a way
to-- to make it up to you.

Oh, it's not a candle, is it?
Cos honestly, I just--

I don't understand the hype
with those sort of things.

I think it's just
like burning money.

The Cwmishel Badger Watchers
have a night vision camera

that points towards
the churchyard.

We asked everyone in the area
if they had CCTV.

It's not CCTV.
It's an infra red badgercam.

- Ohh.
- Right, well, I think

we've got some evening viewing.

Yeah.

Do you think we'll
ever actually see a badger?

Mm.

Oh!

No, another crisp packet.

Wow.

Arty Sioned really
can't do hands.

No. An artistic soul, but not
the most gifted at portraiture.

Your fingers look like sausages.

- It's Sioned.
- Yeah, I know,

- she can't paint for sh- What?
- Oh, it's Sioned!

In your statement, you said
you were in bed from 9:00 p.m.

But you went to the churchyard
to meet Gethin

around the time
he was murdered.

For the tape, I've just shown
the suspect footage

of her heading to the churchyard
to meet Gethin.

For the tape, I also really like
the suspect's brooch.

Ah diolch ma fe o Tiger Bear.

For the tape, the suspect
has just responded in Welsh

and named a shop that is
waaay out of my price range.

This does not look good.

I mean the footage,
not the brooch.

What were you doing there?

Gethin texted me.

Said he had to see me, so
I snuck out my bedroom window.

Made me feel like a 15-year-old,

climbing out
while Dad was watching telly.

You went to see him even
though your affair had finished,

what was it you said,
months ago?

It had!
Only that night, Gethin said...

he said he was in love with me.

He wanted us
to run away together.

Look, I told him it were over,
it was a mistake.

And how did he react to that?

Well, not great,
but he came round eventually.

Okay, fine-- He threatened
to tell Aaron everything.

- So you killed him.
- No!

I called him an idiot,
and I told him to go home.

Look, can we do this
another time?

I'm getting married
in the morning.

Let's go over
the timeline again.

- For God's sake.
- And also out of curiosity,

how much was the brooch?

We didn't have enough
to arrest her.

Chris dismissed
the duty solicitor,

brought in some big hotshot.
Must have cost a bomb.

Well, money's no object

when it comes
to protecting his little girl.

It's at the core
of his character.

I just-- I just can't see it
being Sioned.

The evidence is there.

She went sneaking out the house
to meet her former lover

around the time he was murdered.

Yes, but she wouldn't kill
to protect her secret.

If anything, she's the victim
of a work-obsessed fiancé.

Is it possible this is
a little bit about you?

I just think Sioned deserves
someone who cares about her.

Who'd do anything
to make her happy...

- Of course.
- What?

The television.

Something was off
about her story.

- I think we're gonna
have to stop a wedding.
- We have to stop a wedding!

I said it first.

You look stunning, love.

What are you doing here?

Okay, settle down.

We can't cancel
the wedding again.

Nah. It looks amateurish.

I'm afraid your grand vision
has to give way

to something even more precious.

The truth.

Is that Caesar?!
What's he doing here?

Mr. Chapel came to me
as a concerned citizen.

Er, very quietly
and in the background.

I'm not just an aficionado
of the arts

but an aficionado of justice.

Do you understand the word
"background"?

Yeah, can someone explain
what the hell is going on?

Between you all,
there's been a lot of secrets.

And they're going
to come out now.

There was one secret
that led to Gethin's death.

He was having an affair...

...with Sioned.

It's okay. I knew.

You weren't exactly subtle.

- Stank of Sauvage.
-Right, okay,

that's the end of this circus
now. Thank you very much.

I'm going to walk my daughter
down the aisle.

Not today. Chris Grant,
I'm arresting you--

- What's going on?
- Don't listen to her, Sioni.

Doesn't know what she's saying.

You killed Gethin.

Over two thousand quid?!

It wasn't about the money.

But it was about the wedding.

You'd put a lot of pressure
on the wedding being perfect.

A way to make up for the past.

Er, er, sorry, what the hell has
it got to do with you, mate, eh?

I mean, that's not a sin, is it?
It's not a crime.

Yeah, very much in the
foreground right now, as well.

Indeed, not a crime.

But the pressure built up.

Sioned went to bed.
You were feeling the stress.

Your guilt over your neglect
of Sioned as a child,

- your alcoholism.
- No.

You hated yourself.

You tried to resist,

but you needed a drink.
You found one,

and you went to where
the local teenagers go to drink.

The churchyard.

Oh, Dad.

You're a considerate dad.

You wouldn't have
the telly on loud

the night before her wedding,

unless you wanted her
to put her earplugs in

so you could sneak out.

You went to the churchyard
around the back.

That's why we didn't pick you up
on badgercam.

Okay, you're gonna
have to explain badgercam.

After a while, you heard
somebody coming, so you hid.

- You were there?
- No.

You heard the argument
between Gethin and Sioned.

You heard him threatening
to ruin her big day.

You wouldn't let that happen.

I wasn't there.

We found a bottle near the body.

A bottle of...
"chat-o pont balee-vetz."

Chateau Pont Balivets.

T-That one, yeah.

A Pinot Noir. Goes
surprisingly well with fish.

- Does it?
- It does.

We're running forensics on it,

I think it will prove the link
between you and the crime scene.

Dad?

It wasn't just the threat.

It was the way
he spoke to Sioni.

I had to do something.

You didn't have to do anything!

I told him I couldn't have him
ruining her wedding day.

He could see I'd been drinking,
and he laughed.

And then he said he was
going to tell Sioni everything.

I just pushed him.

I didn't mean to kill him.

Why couldn't you just
leave things alone?

I couldn't have him treat
my little girl like that.

Please, let me walk my daughter
down the aisle?

I'm sorry.

I feel terrible, Sioned, truly.

- If--
- Oh, shut up and go away.

Fair enough.

They've rearranged the wedding
for next week now.

Huh. Best of luck to them.
I doubt it'll last,

but no marriage is perfect,
I suppose.

You know...

Sioned doesn't care
that Aaron loves his work.

She's choosing him anyway.

- Don't.
- I'm just saying,

I don't know what happened
with you and Elin,

but I'm sure you were
an brilliant husband.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, so consumed with my work

that Elin couldn't tell me
she was ill, yeah.

If I'd known...

I could have been there more.

Maybe she didn't
want you there more.

Sorry, that sounds harsh, but,

maybe what she needed
was to be alone.

Or what she thought she needed.

Either way, it was her choice.

Don't take that away from her.

Thank you.

Er, don't look now but--

Er, yeah, very much
"looking now" there, yeah.

- Er, shall we go somewhere else?
- No.

Can I get
an oat milk latte, please?

I'm not hiding any more.

I'm going to deal with this
like an adult.

- Alright?
- Alright?

- You alright?
- Yeah, you alright?

Yeah. I'm alright.

- Are you alright?
- Yeah.

Well, it takes the bigger person
to stand up and ignore the past.

That-- That shows real growth.

Yeah, no, not that.
I, er, switched our drinks.

Full fat dairy.

She's going to be up half the
night redecorating the bathroom.

Thanks.

I take that back about growth.

That was infantile and crass.

Can you give me a lift, please?

I need to take my portrait
to the tip.

Aw, can I have it?
It's hilarious.

- Absolutely not.
- Oh, go on.

It's great.
You can tell it's good

because the dodgy hands actually
follow you round the room.

- Come on.
- Forget it.

- You look fantastic.
- Forget it! It's...