All language subtitles for Keeping.Faith.S03E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[ Footsteps ]

[ Seagulls squawking ]

[ Buzzer ]

Faith Howells.

[ Buzzer ]

JOE: Maybe we should start
with you, Mr. Howells.

I see that you've agreed
Mrs. Howells

will keep the family house
until the youngest is 18.

EVAN: Yeah, well, I don't want
the kids to lose their home.

JOE: And ideally, you'd like
to share custody 50/50.

EVAN: I'm just trying
to be practical.

Faith is busy setting up
a new company.

You live with your mother?

Temporarily. But I hope to have
a place of my own very soon.

JOE: 50/50 is
a very common arrangement

amongst two working parents.

What's your views, Mrs. Howells?

I held my family together
when Evan went missing.

I protected and cared for them

while he was facing
investigation and trial.

When he was in prison, I could
have cut him out of our lives,

but I didn't.

I never would.

JOE: There's never been
any question

of him harming or neglecting
the children.

Oh, no.

JOE: And do you have
any such concerns?

If it wasn't for me,
they wouldn't have had a home.

I've never stopped
loving you, Faith.

Any of you.

JOE: What arrangement
do you suggest, Mrs. Howells?

The kids can cope
with what we have,

every other weekend.

Can we try
and move beyond that?

We are here to try
and find a compromise.

Well, compromise
doesn't work, does it?

I'll be off.

♪ Cold ♪

-EVAN: Faith.
-Thank you.

♪ This wind is cold ♪

♪ It keeps on blowing strong ♪

♪ On and on ♪

♪ Maybe it'll carry me ♪

♪ Carry me back home ♪

♪ Rain ♪

♪ Wash this feeling away ♪

♪ 'Cause it keeps on
holding on ♪

♪ Holding on ♪

♪ Maybe if I keep still ♪

♪ Then I'll learn how to stay ♪

♪ And, oh ♪

♪ Love ♪

♪ Look what it cost,
look what it cost ♪

♪ And, oh ♪

♪ Love ♪

♪ But it wasn't mine,
wasn't yours ♪

♪ Though we thought
that it was ♪

♪ Please ♪

♪ See my face when you breathe ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm only halfway gone ♪

♪ Like the dawn ♪

♪ Maybe if we just hold on ♪

♪ We'll be reborn ♪

♪ And, oh ♪

♪ Love ♪

♪ Look what it cost,
look what it cost ♪

♪ And, oh ♪

♪ Love ♪

♪ It wasn't mine, wasn't yours ♪

♪ Though we thought
that it was ♪

JULIE: My job is to write
a report for the judge.

ALYS: I know.
My mum told me.

JULIE:
Right.

Well, what I'd like you
to tell me

is how much time
you'd like to spend

with each of your parents,
if it were up to you.

Well, how do you feel about
spending one week with your mum

and the next week
with your dad, for example?

ALYS:
Don't mind.

JULIE:
Do you like being with Dad?

And would you like to spend
any more time with him?

I wish -- I wish he could
come back to our house.

[ Mellow music playing ]

[ Sighs ]

Mike Taylor.

Seriously?

-CERYS: Okay, how old is he?
-MIKE: 14.

CERYS:
14. Alright, well,

what we'll need to do
is take down the case notes,

take down your details,
uh, Osian's details,

and we might need
to speak to him, uh --

Can I have a word, please?

-Yeah, two minutes.
-Uh...

CERYS:
Mike Taylor, new client.

It's his son, Osian.
He's got a brain tumor.

Look, they were
gonna operate tomorrow,

but now they're saying
they won't.

Not without a court order.

He -- He lost his wife in June.

Cancer.
What are the odds?

It's a big case.

We've got too many clients
relying on us.

But we cannot
turn him away, Faith.

How can we?

Faith?

You take his instructions.

I'll take care of our other
hearings in the morning.

Are you in?

FAITH: I've got to
get the kids to Evan.

[ Door closes ]

[ Car alarm chirps ]

[ Vehicle door opens ]

Faith...

[ Vehicle door closes ]

I need your help.

[ Seat belt clicks,
engine starts ]

Mike, you want
to come back inside?

Good luck.

STEVE: Shit.

[ Tool cranking ]

Rose?

ROSE: I heard life's not been
treating you too kindly, Steve.

STEVE: Oh, a few knock-backs,
that's all.

Nothing I can't put right.

You know how it is,
starting a new business.

Motorbikes.

Yeah. Vintage.

Collectors' items.

Do you want to buy one?

[ Both laugh ]

This hair costs £300 a time.

I've come to put
some work your way.

A former business associate

is holding on to some money
she owes me.

I thought you might like
to collect it.

Mmm, well,
I appreciate the offer,

but, uh, that's not
my line anymore.

ROSE: I'd like to see you
back on your feet, Steve.

How does 20 sound, on delivery?

[ Ominous music playing ]

Who is she?

Your old boss.

-Gael?
-[ Rose chuckles ]

She's locked up in Ireland.

ROSE:
Well, she was previously.

But the Irish authorities
used her

to put a whole Reardon clan
behind bars

and then, in their wisdom,
turned her loose on the world.

She killed a man.

Self-defense, apparently.

[ Chuckles ]

She turned up in Swansea
about six months ago.

I was stupid enough
to extend her a loan.

She was stupid enough
not to pay it back.

The details are all in here.

Why did she come to you?

[ Laughs ]
She can hardly go to a bank.

I've taken a cottage
along the coast.

I thought
I'd sound out the area.

See if it appeals.

Call me when you've collected.

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ Vehicle doors open ]

Come on, Rhods,
Mamgu is waiting.

EVAN:
Hiya, darling.

FAITH: Good luck
with your maths, baby.

[ Knock on window ]

EVAN:
Come on, Rhods.

[ Laughing ] Come on.

[ Trunk closes ]

[ Vehicle door opens ]

Alys?

Alys?

Come on.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

Love you.

[ Engine starts ]

I missed you.

Miss you, too.

Don't I get a hug?

[ Chuckles ]

[ Birds chirping ]

LISA:
They're tough kids, you know.

Tougher than you think.
And they'll...

they'll get through this.

We'll look at it
like this, okay.

Even if Evan had them
half the time,

he wouldn't be able to cope,
not even with his mum's help.

I mean, I still --

I still can't get my head
'round that one.

Uh, do you know what?

Two weeks, right.

The divorce will be through.

Kids custody battle, sorted.

And you, you'll be free.

And you are definitely

coming to one of
my supper clubs, alright.

No excuses.
'Cause I...

Oh, I've got
some brilliant people

on the guest list now, right.

Kind, solvent,

and, uh, listen,
all of them under 80.

-Not for me, thank you.
-LISA: Oh, come on, babe.

You can't be single --

-[ Chair clatters ]
-Oh, my gosh.

-Alright. I'm fine.
-You're okay.

-I'm fine. I'm fine.
-Yeah, you're fine.

Of course you are.
You're absolutely fine.

Okay, that's just hurt my knee.

-I'm fine.
-Yeah, and I'll take this.

Oh, don't now.

-Hey?
-And that.

-Seriously?
-Yes, seriously.

What's going on with you?

You gonna tell me?

[ Growls ]

You're completely off your nuts,
aren't you?

-Come on.
-Oh. Oh, come on.

FAITH:
Get on there.

Ah! Oh, my gosh.

I'm not even tired
but I'm starving.

Oh, ow.

[ Door closes ]

EVAN:
Hey, Megs?

-[ Pats bed ]
-Come here.

What's the matter?

Can't sleep?

Why don't you tell me
all about it?

I don't know
what's going to happen.

Oh.

I'm gonna look after you,
that's what.

And your mum is, too.

You know I wish
we could all be together.

Sometimes,
things aren't meant to be.

But you know I love you.

And your mum.

I'll always love her.

Forever and ever.

Let's get you back to bed.

We've got to be up
early in the morning.

Come on.

[ Ominous music playing ]

[ Fire crackling ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

STEVE: Okay, Rose.
What have we got?

1-8-0-2.

[ Upbeat music playing ]

[ Engine starts ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Beeping ]

[ Metal clanking ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ Speaks Chinese ]

STEVE:

Stand back.

You won't get hurt.

Hey?

[ Engine starts ]

[ Speaking Chinese ]

[ Horn honks, tires screech ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ Cellphone ringing, buzzing ]

Hello?

[ Static ]

[ Line clicks, Cellphone beeps ]

[ Cellphone ringing, buzzing ]

[ Ringing stops ]

[ Cellphone ringing, buzzing ]

Hello?

Evan, is that you?

[ Line clicks, cellphone beeps ]

[ Seagulls squawking ]

[ Water running ]

[ Spits ]

[ Water shuts off ]

EVAN:
Meg?

[ Toothbrush clinks ]

Meggy?

[ Door opens ]

WILLIAMS:
And what time was this?

Okay. Do you know
how much is missing?

Blimey.
And you say the safe was...

Have you got CCTV?

Well, it's a start.

No, I've just arrived.
Send it over to me now.

Got enough bags?

-Bye, Dad.
-Bye. Mwah!

Hey, here.

Don't tell your mother.

Go on.

CERYS: Faith's got a hearing
in the family court.

No idea how long
that one will take.

-MIKE: Gareth.
-Just taking some bloods.

I kept an eye on him.
He's fine.

-MIKE: This is my solicitor.
-Cerys Jones.

-Senior oncology nurse?
-I'm Gareth James. Hi.

Yeah, I need to speak
to Osian's surgeon. Urgently.

He'll be going into theater.

His next round's
later this afternoon.

CERYS: No, no, no, no.
Urgently. Now.

GARETH: I'll page him
for you, now.

CERYS:
Thank you.

-He's alright.
-Hospitals are all the same.

You only get what you ask for.

[ Sighs ]
It's the chemo.

Takes it out of him.

Yes, hang on.

Yeah, Evan, yes.

-EVAN: I've got a favor to ask.
-Huh?

Megs is not well enough
to go into school.

She was sick at the gate.

FAITH:
What, again?

Look, I've got to get to court.
I'm late.

Yeah, I've got meetings,
as well, and Mum is out.

I'll tell you what.

Pull your bloody finger out
and be a dad. Okay?

-Faith.
-[ Beeping ]

Shit.

Uh, well, Mummy's busy.

Shall we go
and see if Grandpa's busy?

-CERYS: Professor Rhys?
-Hmm?

Cerys Jones, solicitor.

I represent Michael Taylor,
Osian's father.

I understand that
you're refusing to operate.

This'll have to wait
till my rounds.

I'm due in theater
in two minutes.

Yeah, yeah,
Osian's about to die.

Uh, I'm instructing
an expert witness.

It would be helpful
to know your position

before we commence legal action.

Osian has an advanced tumor
of the thalamus.

Yes, I understand that,
Professor Rhys.

The multidisciplinary team
has concluded

that surgery carries
a 90% chance of death.

-Right, with all due respect
-And an almost 100% chance that

-our expert thinks differently.
-during what life he would

have left, he would be severely
and distressingly brain-damaged.

Our advice is to make him
as comfortable as possible.

Is that clear enough?

Perfectly clear.
Thank you.

[ Knock on door ]

Hi. I'm back.

Prosecution averted,
one happy client.

Well done.
You're on a roll.

Megs.
Not in school?

-Dad thinks it's a bug.
-TOM: Oh.

Evan's at a meeting
with Mansell Homes.

[ Whispering ]
And I need to talk to you.

TOM: Are you feeling well enough
to make Grandpa a cup of coffee?

I'm not giving you sugar.

Okay, come on, then.

Tell you what,
I'll have a splash of milk.

-Is that alright?
-Yeah.

[ Light thud ]

We've had some bad news
from Costal Shore Finance.

They're going.

They don't like Evan
working for the firm,

even as a paralegal.

-I've known Dafydd for years.
-Put yourself in their shoes.

All you promised Evan
was a stop-gap.

It's been nearly a year.

-I'll see what his plans are.
-Okay.

Now, you are looking
particularly beautiful,

if I may say so.

-Tom, I am meant to be working.
-One more, one more, one more?

-No, no, she's going to --
-One more, one more.

Get back.
No, stop.

Stop it!
No more.

FAITH:
Judge Owens?

JUDGE OWENS: Come.

FAITH:
Oh, this door. Ah!

Thank you.

-[ Thud ]
-Oh.

JUDGE OWENS:
Well done.

You've had quite a run
of success

since setting up your own firm.

Thank you.

But when I've ruled
in your favor,

I often feel
that I'm doing so unwillingly.

In spite of you.

Judge?

These are courts of law,
Mrs. Howells.

Not forums for you
to indulge in histrionics.

I will not tolerate any more

of your ridiculous
emotional outbursts.

Is that clear?

Yes, perfectly clear.

Good.

Then I shall look forward
to more moderate behavior

when we meet next.

Thank you, Mrs. Howells.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Car alarm chirps ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

He hasn't said he won't operate,

just that he and his team
don't advise it.

Look, we've got Professor Wynn
coming this afternoon

to give her view, and then
we decide on next steps.

He's not gonna take the risks.

I've been through all this
with my wife.

Every surgeon's
got to publish their stats.

FAITH: Hey, did I just see
Susan Williams here?

MIKE:
Uh, yeah.

-She's my sister-in-law.
-FAITH: Hmm.

Hiya.

-FAITH: Hiya.
-Hiya.

Look, I'm his father.
I know what's best.

I haven't got to explain to you.

CERYS:
I understand this, Mike.

But it's always best
to get a second opinion.

-FAITH: Cerys, a word, please.
-Yeah, two seconds.

FAITH:
Are you sure about this?

It's, uh, um...

No, no, no, no, we can't --
we can't do this.

Neither of us can do this.

Right, are you out
of your tiny mind?

We -- We've got to
be practical, okay.

The firm, it's -- it's --

The practice is only
five months old.

It's -- Every client is -- is --

Yeah, alright, Faith.
But hang on.

No, no. Every client
is precious, okay.

And if we start palming them off
for this one-off case,

-then we are...
-Palming them off?

Osian could be dead
within weeks, less even.

What, you're happy to just
leave things as they are?

Have you seen our diary,
have you?

Have you seen
that we are not the lawyers

that they need here, Cerys.

Right, hang on a minute.
A kid is dying.

And you are talking
about the diary.

Out with it, Faith.
What is going on?

Huh?

-What is it?
-Nothing. Nothing.

-Bullshit. Bullshit.
-Nothing's --

Okay, well, um...

Okay.

When Mike was doing
a bit of work for us.

This -- This was before
Alys was born, by the way.

He, uh -- He --

He made a pass at me.

And, uh, I nearly -- I nearly --

I wouldn't,
and I would never do it.

-I mean, I would never do that.
-You and him.

-What do you mean, me and him?
-You shagged Mike.

I did not shag him, Cerys.

Faith! You had a quickie
with the chippy.

I didn't have a quickie
with any chippy.

Like a million other
desperate women,

and you're still feeling shame.

Don't worry about it, babe.

What do you want, forgiveness?

I forgive you.

-I didn't shag him.
-I don't care.

-I didn't.
-I don't care.

Can we please start
acting like lawyers?

Fine.
I'm running the case.

You can do what you want.

[ Door closes ]

NURSE:
Yeah. Alright.

Mike, I'll call you, okay.

-Excuse me.
-Yes?

Sorry, I, um...

Osian's dad
lost his wife not long ago.

Right, and?

I've been here
long enough to know

that sometimes
you'd be surprised

lightning does strike twice.

Okay, so what
would your advice be?

Just give up and go home?

I don't have to see this
every day.

So, while that little boy's
still alive,

I'm living in hope.

Is that okay with you?

Good.

[ Monitor beeping ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Hello?

Ah, it's you again.

Well, if you're gonna
keep phoning me,

do you want to hear a joke?

Hmm?

What does a witch
have on the beach?

Hmm?

A "sand-witch."
[sandwich]

Ha?

[ Laughs ]

Come on, come on.

I know you like that one.
That's all I got, buddy.

Tough crowd.

[ Line clicks,
cellphone beeping ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

Susan.

Oh, a Triumph.

I used to ride pillion
on one of those.

STEVE: Five grand to you.

Four and a half cash.

WILLIAMS: There was a break-in

at Cindy's gym and spa
last night.

You wouldn't happen
to know anything about it?

Got the intruder on camera.

He looks a lot like you.

You're wasting your time.

WILLIAMS: Where were you between
11:00 and 1:00 last night?

STEVE: Does this need
to go any further?

[ Scoffs ] Depends.

STEVE: I was with someone.

She's married.

Tires on your truck are bald.

TOM: I need to -- I need to
find a way to deal with this.

It's not your fault, Evan.

Those people...

They surprise me.

Astound me
with their attitudes.

They really have.

So shallow...

Your work with Mansell Homes
has been terrific.

Thanks.

I'll be able
to go it alone soon,

as a property consultant.

Well that's -- that's --
that's really promising.

-Great.
-It all helps

with the kids' custody hearing,
as well.

TOM: Megan's suffering.
I'm really worried about her.

-Dad.
-TOM: Wouldn't every other

weekend do for now?

Every day I'm not with them...

There's life beyond all this,
I promise you.

I'll look after
Costal Shores Finances.

And you concentrate
on Mansell Homes.

Yeah?

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

STEVE: It's all there.

I hear there was an incident.

According to the local press,
she's still alive.

[ Bag zips ]

She was run over
in the street outside.

STEVE: I didn't know.

These things happen.

Down-payment.

There's one more thing
I need you to do.

You'll be glad to know
it's legal.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Bag zips ]

ARTHUR: On your bellies
as quickly as you can,

your feet straight out, right?

Now in one motion, right,

your arms straight out
in front of you,

-then pull -- pull back.
-[ Cellphone rings ]

Hang on, hang on,
hang on, hang on.

That's it, keep going.
That's it, that's it.

-Good, good, good, good.
-EVAN: Arthur.

-It's Evan.
-Evan, what's up?

EVAN: You haven't --
you haven't happened

to have heard or seen from Alys,
have you?

She wasn't on her bus.

ARTHUR: Pass.
Sorry, mate.

-She hasn't texted or called?
-ARTHUR: No.

Tell you what, though.
I think, uh...

I think she's got
a new boyfriend.

EVAN: A boyfriend?

Who?

Lewis, his name is.
He's a nice lad.

But he's a...
He's a bit of a tearaway.

Lewis who?

Where does he live?

Pendine.
Look, I'll tell you what.

I know his brother.

I-I-I'll give him a call
if you want.

Just -- Just sit tight,
alright?

-No, Arthur?
-Alright, ta-ra.

That's it, right.
Keep going like that.

With the arms, right.
Five minutes, five minutes.

I'll be back now.
It's good for your arms, right?

[ Birds squawking ]

[ Sighs ]

CERYS: Our expert thinks
they're being too cautious.

He claims to have performed
several procedures successfully

-like Osian's case.
-Hey, Megs.

Faith, are you listening
to a word I'm saying?

Listen, has Alys said anything
to you about this boyfriend?

No.

Megan?

-Megan Howells, tell me --
-That's her. Thank God.

-Told you, didn't I?
-Hi.

Hi? Is that all you got to say,
is it?

I know where you've been.
I've spoken to Arthur.

Didn't get on the bus.

You didn't call
because you were

too busy riding around
on the back

of your 15 ear-old
boyfriend's scooter,

which is completely illegal
and bastard, bastard,

bastard, bastard stupid.
-Listen to yourself.

-What?!
-ALYS: Swearing again.

What were you doing
when you were 14, Mam?

-FAITH: I beg your pardon?
-I bet it wasn't crochet.

FAITH: What did you just say?

-ALYS: Exactly.
-FAITH: What did you just say?

You better come down here
and say sorry for that.

'Cause that is completely
outrageous.

You come down here now,
Alys Howells,

and you say you're sorry.

[ Door opens ]

Say sorry.

-ALYS: Sorry.
-[ Door slams ]

FAITH: I've never crocheted
in my life.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

I know the timing couldn't be
any worse.

But cases like this, Faith,
are once in a career,

if you're lucky.

All Mike wants is for his son
to get every chance.

And I can't do it
without you.

So it's your call.

Want me to put the kids to bed?

-Give you a chance to think?
-No, thank you.

Then sleep.

Let's talk in the morning.

Don't worry about Alys.

When I was 14, I was bloody...

I won't tell you.

You'll have nightmares.

See you tomorrow.

[ Door opens ]

You sit there.

Everything's under control.

Ow, bloody hell.

These shoes...

Oh, hi. Thanks.

Lovely, thanks, babe.

Yeah.

Okay.

[ Sighs ] Lisa Connors...

you can bloody well do this.

-[ Classical music plays ]
-[ Bottle pops ]

[ Indistinct chatter ]

LISA: Good evening,
Ladies and gentlemen!

Hello and welcome
to all our new faces.

And now for those of you
who haven't been before,

and well -- and for those
of you who -- who have

and don't remember
a thing about it,

then, I'll be...

Well, I'll be banging my gong

twice during the evening,
alright,

and this -- this is the cue
for our lovely gentlemen

amongst us to move two, okay?

Two to the left. Okay?

Now if you're getting on
so famously, and well,

you can't bear to be parted,

then this will be
your opportunity

to swap numbers, okay?

Right, there we are then.

Right, without further ado,

now then, ladies and gentleman,

your...

Well, your dinner awaits.

Come on, take a seat.

Don't be shy.
There we are.

Okay.
Lovely.

There you are.
That's lovely for you there.

Great.

Who's, um...
There's a space here,

There you are.

Lovely to see you again, eh?

Better luck this night,
innit, eh?

Gentlemen there, lovely.

Have a little chat. Great.

Now then.

Keep your hands off the gong
there, okay?

[ Gong chimes ]

There we go.

Round we go.

Two spaces to your left, men!

There you are, round you go.

Lovely. Bye!

There we are.

Come on then.
Round you go.

Come on.
Round there.

Oh, no, not there.
There -- over there I think.

Oh, Susan.

[ Clears throat ]
There you are.

You sit by there.
Lovely.

-WILLIAMS: It's such a --
-Oh, no, don't.

-No one to move.
-It's such a great idea.

This is just a lovely --
lovely evening.

-Thank you.
-No, it's lovely.

Thank you.
It's excellent.

It's just I think
you should be, um,

catering more for,

-like, same sex...
-[ Gasps ]

-WILLIAMS: Sorry.
-Oh, my God.

It's fine.

[ Gong rattles ]

H-Hello. Hi, hi.

Yeah, I booked a taxi about,
um, 10 minutes ago,

and, um, it doesn't seem
to have turned up yet.

Oh, hang on. Yeah, hang on.
They might be here now.

DRIVER: Are you Lisa?

Hi.

Okay.

[ Engine revving ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Yeah?

You again, is it?

[ Cellphone beeps ]

So there's an Englishman,
Irishman, Welshman...

SINGER: ♪ A certain smile♪

♪ A certain face♪

♪ Can lead
an unsuspecting heart♪

♪ On a merry chase♪

♪ A fleeting glance♪

♪ Can say so many
lovely things♪

♪ Suddenly you know why♪
-Shh, shh!

♪ Fairies sing♪

-Shhhhh!
-♪ You love awhile...♪

[ Cellphone beeps ]

Oh, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

[ Metal clanking ]

-ALYS: You go.
-[ Lewis laughs ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

-LEWIS: Are you okay?
-Hi, Lewis!

-Out!
-Mam!

FAITH: Now!

I hate you.

Out!

ALYS: You're a heartless bitch!

-Hope you know that.
-[ Door opens ]

FAITH: Up to bed please,
I'll be there now.

-[ Door closes ]
-You watch yourself.

[ Door closes ]

[ Motorcycle engine revving ]

SINGER: ♪ A certain smile♪

♪ A certain face♪

♪ Can lead
an unsuspecting heart♪

♪ On a merry chase♪

♪ A fleeting glance♪

♪ Can say
so many lovely things♪

♪ Suddenly you know why
fairies sing♪

♪ You love awhile♪

♪ And when love goes♪

♪ You try to hide
the tears inside ♪

♪ With a cheerful pose ♪

♪ But in the hush of night ♪

♪ Exactly like
a bittersweet refrain ♪

♪ Comes that certain smile ♪

♪ To haunt your heart again ♪

[ Birds squawking ]

GARETH: We're gonna take you
down for another MRI

in a few minutes,
if that's okay.

Oh, I hate that thing.
What if I don't want to?

Well, then, I guess
we'd just have to wrestle.

I'd smash a chair
over your head.

Well, then I'd smack you
with a trolley.

You wouldn't get
off the floor.

I'd have curb stomped you.

GARETH: Oh, that is dirty!

Too bad.
Life's not fair.

Sometimes you've got
to do what it takes.

The lawyer called.

She wants to see you later.

Said I'd see how you're feeling.

Want to talk about it?

EVAN:
I've just completed the sale

of a 10 acre building plot

for Mansell Homes.

Now, I reckon they'll get
30 houses on site,

maybe more if they're lucky.

And within the next few weeks,

I hope to clinch a deal
on an even bigger plot,

plus all the conveyancing work
that goes with it.

DELYTH: Whereabouts is the plot?

EVAN: It's, uh, five miles
north of Abercorran.

Really nice spot.

I had a call
from Kathy Bancroft,

Mansell's MD,
who's indicated,

if I can deliver
on the other deals,

then she might consider
hiring me full-time.

Now I know that means less money
coming directly into Howells,

but I would,
of course, guarantee

all the conveyancing work
would come through the firm.

That sounds positive, Evan.
Well done.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Excuse me.

TOM: Nice work.

Hey, Mike.

Um, Cerys would like a word.

Uh, won't be a minute.

Hey, Osian. I'm Faith.
I work with Cerys.

Um...

One second.

Um...

do you mind...

if I ask you
a couple of questions.

Depends what they are.

FAITH: Fair enough.

Can I sit in this chair
that I've just brought in?

Sure.

FAITH: Thank you.

Uh...

well...

I've known your Dad
for a very long time.

He, uh...

He built the stairs
actually, in our house.

And put the kitchen in.
Very clever man.

Has he explained to you
why he's been talking to us?

He wants me to have
the operation.

What do you think about that?

My mum died in June.

FAITH: Yeah.

OSIAN: I know he's doing this

because he's scared
of losing me, too.

FAITH: No, no.
I don't think it is that, Osian.

I think...

I think he's just trying
to do his best.

Because he loves you very much.

Well, my heart says
I should have it,

but my head says sometimes,

there's nothing you can do.

Mm-hmm.

Um...

what if there is something
we can do?

I suppose if that's
what Dad wants.

FAITH: What do you want?

Do you have to ask such
impossible questions?

FAITH: Yes, I do.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

CERYS: Professor Rhys has ruled
out surgery as a viable option.

The tumor's too inaccessible.

They think I should
let him die in peace.

They want to move him
to palliative care.

It has to be now or never,
Mike.

If you want to go ahead,

I can file the application
today.

[ Sighs ]

If it were your kids, Faith?

Alys?

Absolutely.

Mike?

Okay. We might even get
before a judge tomorrow.

I'll call you later.

-Yes.
-MIKE: Yeah.

[ Door closes ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

-[ Sighs ]
-[ Door opens ]

FAITH: Well, I hope
that's your stomach, Cerys.

Because I can hear it
from here.

CERYS: Oh, my God.

FAITH: Oh, you're kidding me.

CERYS:
Is that who I think it is?

State on him.

Want me to have a word?

FAITH: I'll do it.

CERYS: Okay.

Okay.

[ Doors shuts ]

Right, we had an agreement,
Steve, that we can't do this.

STEVE: This has got nothing
to do with us.

Okay, a friend of mine wants
to talk to you, and it's urgent.

That's the only reason
I'm here, I promise.

Is it? Right. Is it a illegal?

-STEVE: Please.
-Is it -- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

-Is it a legal matter?
-Right, just please. Please.

Is it a legal matter, Steve?
Is it or not?

It won't take long. Please.

-Have you been phoning me?
-No.

-You been drinking?
-Swear to God.

Look at me.
Have you been drinking?

No. Just give me a minute,
please?

-Please?
-[ Dramatic music playing ]

-♪ If I could hold you ♪
-Fuck!

♪ If only for a second,
I could hold you ♪

♪ And let the fear rage on ♪

♪ Cling to each other
in the eye of a storm ♪

♪ Eye of the storm,
eye of the storm ♪

♪ If I could reach you ♪

♪ If only for a second,
I could reach you ♪

♪ And let it all go to hell ♪

♪ Hold on together
till we go there as well ♪

STEVE: Heard you and Evan
are going to court.

He is.
Nothing to do with me.

Do you want me to have a word?

FAITH: No.
No, thank you.

How's Angie?

She still living with her mum?

Yeah.

And you?

Oh.

I'm just local.

Are you happy?

Are you?

Sometimes.

Faith, uh...

Susan Williams,
I had to give her an alibi...

And I think she might assume
it's you.

Alibi for what?

There was a break-in
at Cindy's Gym.

Night before last.

I fancied a go on the weights.

[ Engine turns off ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

[ Doorbell buzzes ]

STEVE: I'll be outside.

Do I get a name?

Great.

Hello?

[ Door closes ]

Hello?

Faith Howells.

Solicitor.
How can I help?

Oh, no.

Faithie.

I've missed you so much.

No.

-You look tired.
-No.

Look, there's just some things

-I need to tell you.
-FAITH: No.

-Faithie, please.
-FAITH: No.

Please!

No.

ROSE: Don't, don't do this.

Come on now. Please.

Nasty, nasty, nasty bitch.

Go fuck yourself!

[ Footsteps recede ]

I said never again!

[ Door opens ]

-[ Door closes ]
-Ow.

STEVE: Faith!

[ Both grunt ]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, wow!

Faith!

Hey! Hey!

[ Panting ]

FAITH: I will never
trust you again, Steve.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

♪ We cannot go back
to the silence ♪

♪ It won't get better,
it won't get better ♪

♪ We ran out of hope
when the walls come down ♪

♪ Buried us beneath the rubble
so we never could be found ♪

♪ And after all the fire
comes the silence ♪

♪ It won't get better,
it won't get better ♪

♪ All the other strangers in
the same old meaning spaces ♪

♪ Just a sea of empty faces
in a tidal wave ♪

♪ We cannot go back to forever ♪