All language subtitles for Hidden - 1X02

Mali Pryce, 16 years old.
Went missing in April 2011.

So she was held somewhere?

For how long?

We could be looking at months,
not weeks. Possibly even longer.

East wind. Always brings trouble.

That brought me back.

Like I said. Trouble.

[she chuckles]

You OK?

Yeah, just knackered.

[insistent knocking]

- We need to have some fun.
- Stop. Leave me alone!

Megan!

[harsh whipping, groaning]

[she sighs]

[telephone rings, indistinct chatter]

[she sighs]

[she rinses teeth with mouthwash]

OK.

Llinos Evans was reported missing in
March 2007 by her foster parents.

Geraint and Anwen Richards.

Now this wasn't the first time that
Llinos had run away from a foster home.

She had history.

She had only been
with the Richards' for seven months

before she was just vanished
into thin air.

Now, if I can draw your attention to
the bracelet that she is wearing in

this photograph.

This was taken a couple of days
before she went missing.

Now if we compare it with the bracelet
we found on Mali Pryce yesterday morning,

the similarities are obvious.

You think it could be the same one?

A word of caution, let's not jump to
any conclusions quite yet.

After all, this style of bracelet is
very common.

But what we'll need to do,
as a matter of priority

is to go back through the
MisPer files on both these girls.

Re-examine witness statements.

Check names, dates, times.

See if we can establish
any sort of connection

between Mali Pryce and Llinos Evans.

So far, the team have visited up to
30 addresses in the immediate area

surrounding Pantwern.

We've prepared this statement
for the press.

OK. We've kept it short.

We don't want to release any details
about Llinos Evans at this stage.

How sure are we about this?

[Cadi sighs]

Two girls.

Similar age, similar build.

Both with dark hair.

Both go missing within a ten-mile
radius of each other.

Could all be a coincidence.

But I just...
It doesn't feel that way.

We're going to need more than gut
instinct and a silver bracelet

before we face the ACC
and Deputy Chief Constable.

Let's keep our focus on Mali Pryce
for the time being.

Keep digging her past,
see what we can find.

We've got an address for an old
school friend of Mali's, Sara Dean.

They were cautioned together for
shoplifting two months

- before Mali went missing.
- Good.

Let's talk to her.
See what she has to say.

[water drips in the distance]

[he groans with effort]

[he continues to groan with effort]

[he groans]

[hum of food prep in background]

[bird caws outside]

[box hinge creaks]

[he groans]

[someone climbs up the stairs]

[birds chirp]

[water thunders nearby]

[bird caws]

[door opens and closes]

[dogs bark outside]

[dogs continue to bark]

Sorry to disturb you.

We're just going house to house in
the area, making some enquiries.

My name is Police Constable
Ryan Davis,

my colleague is Police Constable
Marie James.

We were wondering if we could ask
you a few questions?

Yeah.

I don't know how closely
you follow the news

but a young woman's body was found

yesterday morning in the river
at Pantwern.

On Monday night,
the night of the 16th,

did you see
or hear anything suspicious?

No.

No suspicious activity?

No strange person or persons in the
area?

Nobody comes this way.

Does anyone else live here on the
premises with you?

Yes. My granddaughter and my son
live here.

- What's your son's name?
- Dylan.

- And the girl's mother?
- She's gone.

- She's left.
- How old is your granddaughter?

Ten.

And your son,
does he have another partner?

Girlfriend?

What's that got to do with you?

We're just trying to establish whether
your son was home on the night of the 16th.

- That's all.
- Yes, he was.

We'll need to speak to your son.

Is he home?

No.

But he will be here tonight.

I don't know what time.

He works shifts.

OK?

You know what,
I think we're done here.

That's everything,
thank you for your time.

- [he sighs sarcastically]
- She was friendly.

It takes all sorts.

Don't I know it.

[dogs bark, door slams shuts]

[metallic tapping]

[muffled dance music]

Hey.

[muffled dance music continues
in the background]

[she sighs heavily]

[she tuts]

Hi, Isabel.

Yeah, good, thanks.

Yeah.

Is Mam home?

Do you know when she'll be back?

Is she working late tonight?

Yeah.

No, it's OK.
You don't have to do that.

It's not important.

What?

No, everything's good.

Yeah. I'm getting into the course
after freshers.

Yeah!

[she groans gently with relief]

[she sniffs]

Is that Charlie?

Yeah.

I bet he's not missing me at all.

No, everything's good.

Hey, there's someone at the door.

Hmm. Yeah.

Tell her I phoned.

OK.

Speak soon.

Bye.

Bye.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[children shout and scream
in the background]

[dance music plays]

[dance music continues to play]

[dance music continues]

[music stops]

[he sighs]

[he laughs]

You two seemed to hit it off.

What can I say,
I've always loved a halfwit.

It's why we get on so well.

Oh, shit.

Keep an eye on him for me,
will you?

[sign clanks]

[drinks dispenser whooshes]

[machine whirs]

[car engine turns over]

[he sighs]

Hey, Dad.

Dad?

What are you doing?

You're supposed to be resting.

I'm just sorting these.

I've been meaning
to do it for a while.

I've got nothing better
to do with my time.

Dad.

The second-hand book shop will
take some of these, won't they?

And those that aren't
worth very much, well,

they can go to the charity shop.

I don't know, they're fussy about
what they take now, you know.

I forgot.

Nobody reads any more.

You look tired. Why don't you rest?

After what happened yesterday,
well...

..we don't want a repeat
performance.

- You know what Aileen said.
- I'm fine.

There's no need to fret.

I just need to do this.

OK, OK. I'm not here to nag.

Just give me a shout if you need
anything, OK?

Have you eaten anything today?

Yes.

What about your tablets?

- Yes.
- All of them?

Yes.

Is everything OK up there?

Dad?

Is that from Cadi?

Her handwriting was always
atrocious.

Aww! When was this taken?

Look how young she is.

She looks about 12.

You'll have to show this to her
when she comes home.

I don't know. We'll see.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

It's just that...

Nobody knows what will happen in any
given moment.

You spend your life
worrying about your children.

You want them to be safe.

To be happy.

And you think that
there will always be time.

Yeah, but we're all here now, Dad,
and that's what matters.

I'll go put some food on.

You don't have to eat it now,
you can reheat it later.

OK?

[muffled voices]

[voices continue being muffled]

[he laughs]

Meg?

Megan?

Megan, what the fuck?

What's going on?
Where have you been?

- What happened last night?
- Nothing. It was nothing.

You OK? I texted you, like,
five times.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I didn't have my phone on.

Well, you could have texted back to
let me know you were OK.

Why did you leave like that
last night?

I just wasn't feeling very well.

Needed to get out.

Look, I've got to go,
I've got a seminar now.

OK. What are you doing later?

Library, probably.

I don't know. I've got that essay.

Are you sure everything's OK?

You can speak to me.

You know, about stuff.

- Anything.
- Yeah, I know.

I, I'm fine.

It's just...

I'm just late for class.

OK. Well, text me later if you want
to do anything.

Yeah.

[phone rings]

Hi, Els, what's up?

Hi, Cad, where are you?

Still at work, why?

Nothing, it just sounds like you're
outside somewhere, that's all.

What is it, are you OK?

Yeah. What are you doing tonight?

Do you want to come over to the
house?

- Tonight?
- We need to talk.

Yeah, I can't tonight.

I'm sorry. I've got too much on here,
I don't know when I'll get away.

OK. When then?

I don't know.

- Tomorrow maybe?
- OK.

Have you spoken to Dad today?

No, not yet.

It's been hectic here,
you know how it is.

You? Is he OK?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, he seems fine.

But he probably wouldn't
say anything to us either way.

You know, Cadi, you could show
a bit more interest once in a while.

Seriously, Elin?

Do we really want to do this now?

I'm sorry.

I'm tired.

So tomorrow night, then?

Yeah. Tomorrow night.

OK.

So what have you got for me?

Ieuan Rhys.
I've been doing a bit of digging.

Known associates, criminal records
prison sentencing dates.

He served eight months for theft,

ten months for
handling stolen goods.

Possession,
an aggravated assault charge.

Some other minor offences.

The list goes on. Here's what
we have on the known associates.

We've also found an address for
Geraint and Anwen Richards.

Llinos Evans' foster parents.

We've spoken to the wife, Anwen,

and she told us that her husband
passed away last year.

June the...

8th. Aside from that there's not
much more she could tell us.

She was asked about the bracelet?

She was. She couldn't remember ever
seeing it on Llinos.

That's frustrating.

You need me for anything else?

No, that's everything. Thanks.

OK, well, I should...

I'll let you get on.

I don't know if you know,

but a few of us are going out for
drinks this Saturday.

If you're free, you should come.

It might be fun.

Let me think about it.

OK.

[office telephone rings]

[music plays in earphones]

[mobile phone vibrates]

Hi, Mam. It's me.

No, I was over in the library.

Everything's good, yeah.

The course is great.
I'm really enjoying it.

Yeah.

Yes, I'm making friends.

I said I'd make an effort, and I am.

No reason. I just wanted
to see how you are, that's all.

No.

No, I wasn't upset.

I don't know why she said that.

I know she wouldn't lie.

I know it was my choice to be here.

I'm not being snappy.

OK.

Text me a time and I'll ring you.

[she sighs]

[door shuts]

[he sighs]

Hiya.

[thunder rumbles]

[tap runs]

You can leave the pattern
on the plate, you know.

- It's good.
- You've got Bethan to thank for it.

Well, I didn't think you made it.

Well, somebody had
to learn to cook in this family.

And it was never going
to be you or Elin.

If God wanted me to cook,
why did he invent takeaways?

- How are you feeling?
- Oh, you know.

The occasional twinge.

Just enough to remind me that this
machine of mine isn't going to last

very much longer.

Well, I see you've kept yourself
busy today.

Rearranging the front room.

Where did all those bloody books
come from?

And why have I been keeping them
all these years?

Yeah. The junk we accumulate.

All we need are the clothes
we're standing up in

and the clothes we're changing into.

Everything else is just decoration.

Still travelling light, even now.

I remember watching you once,
years ago.

You could only have been

about seven or eight.

You were trying to dam a stream
on the beach.

Trying to stop the water from
reaching the sea.

And every time you held it back
it changed its course.

Burst its banks.

Found another way.

You were furious.

But you still fought against it.

Two forces of nature competing
with each other.

I knew then that...

... nothing would hold you back.

I often wonder what
would've happened if you'd stayed.

If you hadn't left when you did.

It was hard.

Not having you around.

I sometimes feel as though I've...

... missed out
on so much of your life.

You see, Cad,
the problem with the stream...

...is that it pushes everything
and everyone...

...out of its path.

I wasn't trying to exclude you.

I just...

I'm happy doing what I'm doing.

I know that.

Dad, I...

A word of advice.

Dying men, they talk a lot
of sentimental nonsense.

That's the end of the sermon.

I won't tell you not to work
too late because you won't listen.

[she sighs]

[thunder rumbles]

[wiper screeches]

[she screams]

[muffled screams]

[she sobs]

How many times
do I have to tell you?

I had fuck all to do with it,
I never touched the bitch.

My heart bleeds for you, Mr Lewis.

You've got a nasty cut there.

How did it happen?

Are you OK?

What happened last night?

MEGAN: Nothing. It was nothing.

Dad doesn't have more time.

Jesus, Els.

Yeah, well I'm sorry,
Cad, but it's true.

We sure about this?
About the connection between Mali Pryce

and the attack on Lowri Driscoll?

If that was our man
who attacked Lowri last night,

it's only a matter of time
until he tries it again.

Who the hell are you?