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[ Brakes squeak ]

[ Parking brake clicks ]

STEVE: Angie?

What the hell are you doing here?

-Hi, Dad. -It's the middle of the night.

Were you gonna let me know that you were on your way?

Hi, Dad.

[ Sighs ] Come here.

Doesn't matter if it's 3:00 in the morning

or if it's bloody snowing.

You call me, okay?

Okay?

-Come on. -ANGIE: Got any food?

STEVE: I'll get something in the morning.

Now text your mam and let her know where you are.

Bed.

Now what's going on, Angie?

Why are you here?

Alys needed some moral support.

The custody thing's sorted next week.

[ Breathing shakily ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Cellphone vibrates, chimes ]

[ Screams ]

Bitch...

WOMAN: ♪ Cold ♪

♪ 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 ♪

TOM: So you'll do the syllabub?

And I'll do the mains, yeah?

Sure you wouldn't like me to do my lemon chicken?

I don't mind, really.

So long as I get to choose the wines...

What is it?

Once Evan and Faith sort themselves out,

do you think you'll have a bit more head space

to think about us?

Ah...

When am I going to have that grown-up conversation

with Marion, you mean?

Just a place of our own would be nice.

It's that bed. My back can't take it much longer.

I will buy you a bateau lit in burnished walnut.

[ Chuckles ]

Just a proper mattress will do.

[ Both laugh ]

Idiot.

Why you bringing wellies to school?

-Nature trip. -Really?

I haven't signed anything.

Er, Dad signed them.

FAITH: Where you going, then?

Er, Cenarth Falls.

Oh, you putting it up more, are you.

Lucky thing.

Here you are, here's your lunch bag.

Let's see now then if Rhods can do it on his own.

I don't believe it.

Girls, look at this.

Look at this, on his own look.

Go on, on your marks, get set, go!

Go, go, go, go, yes!

Look at that!

Hallelujah, we're getting somewhere.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

Just concentrate on Osian.

Just concentrate on Osian.

Deep breaths, Faith. You've got this.

Alright.

Right. Coffee? That one.

-Thank you. -No worries.

Right, you're gonna have to lead on this, Cer.

I need to keep my emotions,

you know, clear for this custody hearing.

-How's that bloody going? -How's that going?

I just said I need to keep my emotions clear.

-Because it's not go-- -Okay, have a doughnut.

Have a doughnut.

Why, oh, look, here you go with your sprinkly doughnuts.

-Just give me the -- -CERYS: Eat it.

It'll make me go cuckoo.

If you just got me a plain one, you know I'd have half a chance.

You'll be footloose and fancy-free soon, babe.

Well, free would be nicest.

You know, just free.

CERYS: They'll be queuing round the block for you.

Cer, do you think I've changed?

Do you want the full-fat version?

-Absolutely, I do yeah. -Yeah, I do.

You're thinner, spikier, unhappier, less fun, less frank,

less Faith.

Thank you, Cerys. Okay.

CERYS: Any time, Faith.

Oh, morning, Gareth.

-You wouldn't, would you? -Bloody would.

Yeah, the way it works is that Osian has his own lawyer,

a barrister appointed by Cafcass, and we represent you.

I know, I know.

We've agreed. We're gonna take the risk.

Yeah, we understand that, Mike,

but we will need to put that to a judge.

So, with any luck,

we'll get seen today and get things rolling.

He couldn't lift his left arm today, Faith.

Well, we'll, er -- we'll get things moving

as quickly as possible.

I'm just scared all this legal stuff's

gonna be too stressful for him.

Are we doing the right thing?

Yeah, well, I believe we are. Yes.

But, you know, it's up to you to be sure.

[ Sighs ]

Susan's started a Just Giving page.

But in the meantime, I've spoke to the bank.

We're sorting something out.

I'll have some money with you tomorrow.

Right, Mike, are you still sure you want to go ahead?

Yes.

Right, have you eaten today? I'm absolutely starving.

Come on, let's get out of here.

[ Somber music playing ]

Anything I can get you from the outside world?

I miss my dog.

Your dog.

Come on, then.

Pictures.

Let's have a look.

Well, he is massive, isn't he? Look at him.

I thought if he was small and cute

I could have popped him under my coat, you know?

But I'd think security will notice if I bring him in,

won't you think?

He is massive.

When my mum died, Milo always knew when I was sad.

He put his nose on my knee.

FAITH: Okay, well, apart from the Great Dane,

is there anything else I can bring you in?

A bit more portable?

Lavender oil?

It reminds me of my mum.

I can do that.

Yeah, absolutely, Mrs. Bancroft.

Yeah, no, it's a fantastic location.

Well, I-I'll get the OS plans over to you this afternoon.

Okay. Thank you. Bye-bye.

[ Sighs ]

Ms. Rose Fairchild.

Grandchildren?

You pregnant?

-What? -You're eating all the time.

Haven't had a shag in two months.

Most action I've had in my last three years is a smear test.

Gross. Oh, shit. Oh, I'll leave you to it.

MARION: Good morning, Faith.

-What you doing here? -Ah, just a new case.

-Sick child. -Sicker than your own child?

I really think Meggie needs to see the doctor.

Megs is suffering with anxiety.

But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

'Cause Evan's never had an emotional problem in his life,

has he?

It's constant, isn't it?

It's absolutely constant with her.

Always making me feel like a bad mother.

Excellent at it. Always making feel like a bad --

Suck that.

[ Sighs ]

-[ Cellphone chimes ] -Just calm down.

Rose, you bitch.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

Faith! Lovely to see you.

Fancy a coffee?

I've discovered this new Java lava blend, and it's gorge!

I've got to see Evan.

Well, he shouldn't be long.

Well, I'll wait then.

Well, take a seat!

I might.

How's Tom?

Gorgeous. Charming. Still hasn't spoken to Marion.

EVAN: Delyth, why don't you take your lunch break?

You always told me, my parents,

everyone we know, your mother walked out on you

when you were 15 years of age.

Yeah.

EVAN: And then this turns up, out of the blue.

25 years later in a legal e-mail.

Let's have a look, then.

They've copied you into it, Faith.

You've read it. That's why you're here.

So let's not play games.

What's going on, Faith?

Why have you been telling lies all these years?

Don't talk to me about lies, Evan.

You'll find you're not on solid ground.

We just say no.

It's easy, isn't it?

Say no.

Under no obligation. We say no.

When was the last time you saw her, your mother?

When I was 15.

EVAN: And no contact whatsoever?

No.

Might she have a legal cause to see the kids?

No.

No, she's just stirring up trouble.

She's got no case.

I don't, um...

I can't have her anywhere near them.

[ Somber music playing ]

WOMAN: ♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

MAN: Lisa Connors to room three, please.

DR. GWAWR: We've got seven minutes.

We've had this chat before.

If you don't take stopping drinking seriously, now,

you'll be dead in six months.

Okay, right. Right you are.

DR. GWAWR: How many units do you drink a day on average?

Er, units or bottles?

I'd like to arrange some counseling.

No. It's...

-It's me and it. -I suggest I --

LISA: No, I am not messing around, okay?

You coming in?

You okay?

Do you think we could have a private chat?

What's he said to you?

Evan -- what's he said to you?

I've told him not to say anything at all.

-What do you mean? -What do you mean? What?

No, look. You've got to speak to Alys.

She's going off the rails.

I had to go into the school today

because she's been truanting.

-Seriously? -Yes.

Right, okay, well...

Oh, shit.

Shit, the -- the school did phone me.

They didn't leave a message.

I should have phoned back, I know.

I'm sorry I've just been absolutely run ragged.

I'm so busy.

-I've been at the hospital. -What, with Megs?

Osian Taylor. It's a --

It's a disagreement about surgery.

Do you really think this is the time

to be taking on a big one like that on?

Yeah, I do actually, Tom. Because it's a --

I think we've got a really strong case here.

-It's a big -- -CERYS: Tomorrow. 10:00.

Judge Owens. Result! Hi, Tom.

Oh, your old friend, oh, good luck with that one.

[ Laughs ]

Thank you for being there for us.

TOM: Just trying to be a good father.

And a good grandfather.

Stay strong now.

Look at me.

-Okay? -Yeah.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Music ends ]

[ Chuckles ]

The manager at the gym.

Hospital.

In a coma.

I could let the police know someone else did the job,

but, um...

I might need something in return.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Chuckles ]

Go now.

You can go now.

[ Car door closes ]

[ Engine starts ]

You look sexy in a suit.

-Ah... -Arthur.

Mr. Baldini, he's a good friend of yours.

-You see much of him? -Here and there.

Round the place, you know.

Monday night. Late.

Any idea where he was?

Nothing leaping to mind, you know?

Could he have been with a woman?

Have you seen the state of his place?

Is Baldini sleeping with Faith Howells?

Why you asking me that, then?

Friends. Thought you might know.

Don't go talking to Faith about this, now.

Hope you're fully licensed for all this.

[ Megan crying ]

It'll all be over soon.

But Mum's so stressed all the time.

Tell me about it.

LISA: Hi, guys!

Sit there then, Rhods.

There's a good boy, oh!

Good lad.

Hey, Megs.

Result, I've finally found it.

After like, I don't know, 20 million years of looking.

I nearly got arrested a few times along the way.

But this is for you.

My bestest bestie.

Only one left on the whole planet.

And it's yours.

[ Rhodri babbling ]

FAITH: She's not to come near my children.

What's she done, Faith?

I don't want to know her. I don't want to see her.

I don't want to know nothing, no --

I don't want to...

I never want to see her again, a-a-and you, either,

if you're mixed up with her.

I want -- Well, I need you -- I need you

to cut her out of your life, do you understand me?

Because you will get hurt.

Please.

Stay clear of her.

Please.

And I have no idea what I'm meant to say to Williams

if she comes looking for your alibi.

No idea what I'm meant to say about that.

I'm not particularly interested, either.

[ Car door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

LISA: Oh, that was a late one.

-You okay? -Sorry, my darling.

Okay. Alys home?

I'm gonna kill her. I'm going to kill her.

She played truant today.

Oh, go easy on her, babe.

-FAITH: Megs okay? -Yeah, she was good tonight.

Did some crazy maths.

Look at that. It's for you.

-Come on. -Lis, really?

Oh, thank you, darling. Thank you, thank you.

Oh. Don't touch me there...

[ Both laugh ]

-Thank you, thank you. -I won't do it again.

Oh!

Where's your glass then, darling?

Um, no, do you know what...

I've got -- I've got a bit of a dicky stomach.

-You know. -Dicky stomach!

You are so childish.

-I am. -You are.

Oh, you make me happy. Thank you.

Right, then.

Do you know what, I better be off.

And please don't be too hard on Alys, okay?

Right, there's some flowers that came for you too.

Lovely color. I put them in some water for you.

And there's a card too.

Do you know, I've never heard Marion call you Faithie before.

She going soft on you, is she?

-Night, babe. -Night-night.

[ Door closes ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

MAN: ♪ Can lead an unsuspecting heart on a merry chase ♪

♪ A fleeting glance can say so many lovely things ♪

♪ Suddenly you know why ♪

Yeah, Osian doesn't need to know the ins

and outs of the legal stuff.

Right. He's got -- He's got enough to deal with.

Of course.

We'll see what the judge says tomorrow.

I just want him to have the best chance of life.

You leave all that to me.

That's why I'm there.

To fight for you.

Thank you, Faith.

Just go to sleep now, Mike.

-I-I am. -FAITH: Night-night.

[ Somber music playing ]

WOMAN: ♪ I ♪

♪ I know it's hard ♪

♪ It's breaking your heart ♪

♪ But I'm not so fragile that I ♪

♪ Will fall apart ♪

♪ And know that it hurts ♪

♪ But trust me, life can be much worse ♪

♪ And oh, how I've been loved ♪

♪ And that will always be enough ♪

♪ Be enough for me ♪

♪ But won't you please ♪

♪ Let me be ♪

♪ But keep a light on for me ♪

♪ So ♪

♪ As the time fades ♪

♪ I will be brave ♪

♪ And you'll build a wall around me ♪

♪ So I won't see ♪

♪ The people that leave ♪

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Hello?

MRS. BANCROFT: Is that not Evan Howells' mobile number?

He's not here at the moment.

Can I take a message?

MRS. BANCROFT: You can tell him to phone back with an answer

or he'll be issued with a writ.

[ Line beeps ]

Sorry.

Got to dash.

Bye.

-Evan! -Busy day.

You gonna say anything?

FAITH: Yes, I am.

You are not to lie, you are not to truant,

and you are not to forge my signature, okay?

Please, Alys, Alys.

Please.

Please, darling, in the next two weeks

I've got to try and find this boy

potentially life-saving surgery,

I've got all this custody stuff with your dad, and --

and a bunch more. You know.

All sorts of stuff that you don't need --

no, no, no, you don't need to know about.

Please.

See you where you can fit us in.

FAITH: I didn't say that.

That is just not what is...

just not...

TATE: Your Honor, Professor Rhys

and the MDT have concluded

that the net harm of surgery is far worse

than any possible benefit

and that conservative treatment should be the way forward.

CERYS: Excuse me, Your Honor, you will also have read

the expert report from Professor Wynn

that reaches a very different conclusion.

TATE: If surgery is successful, if the tumor is removed,

Osian would still suffer severe sensory, motor,

cognitive damage.

You'll also see from the Cafcass report

that Osian is not able fully to appreciate the severity

of what is being proposed.

FAITH: Your Honor, Osian and his father

have discussed the matter at length

and they are both -- they are both determined

that this surgery should proceed.

TATE: Your Honor, Cafcass report also shows

that the extent to which Osian's opinion is being influenced

by his father is of considerable --

is of considerable concern.

With respect, the contents of that report

do not accord with my direct experience of Osian

and his dad, and my client.

-Your Honor -- -No, it's alright, Mr. Tate.

Mrs. Howells, I have to remind you not to attempt to speak

on behalf of those who are not your client.

I am sorry, your Honor.

I propose, this being an exceptional case,

to talk to Osian myself,

with a view to forming an opinion

as to his capacity to understand what is going on.

If it's convenient for the hospital,

I propose to visit this afternoon at 5:00.

This isn't what Mike wants, Faith.

Everything he has said has been about protecting Osian

from the legal process.

FAITH: Yes. He is a clever boy, right?

And I want to explain everything to him.

All parents are over-protective, Cerys.

-CERYS: Oh, here we go. Okay. -FAITH: They are.

You know, I know, I'm -- I'm guilty of it myself.

Do you think...

Do you think that I was -- I was wrong then?

CERYS: What's right? What's wrong?

Faith, I don't know.

[ Somber music playing ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

Steve.

Yeah, I made a mistake.

I won't be messenger boy between you and Faith any longer.

It's too difficult.

Do you love her that much?

I don't owe you any answers.

By the way, why has she stood by that weak,

so-called lawyer all this time?

She's standing by her kids.

Which is exactly what I'm trying to do.

[ Sighs ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

How could you be so sloppy?

-Sorry? -What's that?

Have you checked the date on this map?

It's a right of way, running straight through

the middle of the bloody site.

You conveyed land for Mansell without the simplest of checks.

This -- This is gross negligence.

I'm surprised you haven't heard from them.

I did all the checks.

Bullshit.

Bullshit.

Delyth's right, you -- you've become a liability,

and all I do is defend you, all the time.

Now I need to calm down and you need to think

what you're going to say to Mansell, because...

You do realize we're looking at a negligence action

of a seven-figure sum.

You been checking up on me?

Yeah.

All your life.

CARON: Or lager.

Or vodka.

It was more or less anything I could get my hands on.

It -- It came with the self-harming.

Hi, um, yeah, sorry -- sorry I'm late.

Um...

Is it -- Is it okay if I...

WOMAN: Grab a chair.

LISA: I'll just listen in as it's my first time.

Actually, do you know what, I'm just -- I'm just gonna --

I'm just gonna have a quick -- quick wee, okay?

Um...

I've been listening to you all and...

well, we're stuffed really, aren't we?

Um, sorry. I've never done anything --

anything like this before, um...

Dinner parties, that's what I do.

I-I get people to meet up, and if they hit it off

and if it leads to a shag, then happy days.

'Cause people are lonely, aren't they?

Deep, dark, groaning lonely.

Stinky pajamas lonely.

I want a man.

Don't seem to be able to keep one.

I mean, I'm not -- I'm not a bad person.

I'm...

I'm quite nice really, all things considered, but...

I like to drink.

Drink is my...

friend.

Drink is -- is loyal.

Wine. Not spirits or -- or shots,

unless it's somebody's birthday or a divorce party.

It...

It gives me confidence. It...

It takes the fear away.

I mean, I'm -- I'm not like you with your --

with your anger at your mum or you

with all those awful things that have happened to you.

It's...

It's just me.

And I...

And I don't like me.

I don't like me very much.

I think I'm -- I think I'm shallow,

I'm boring,

and I am one million percent worthless.

And...

I can't remember it now not being like this.

So is this -- is this what we do every week?

We just sit around in a circle

and let our shit hang out, is it?

Well, it's my liver, that's the problem.

And it's now or never.

And I'm scared.

I'm shit scared.

Thank you.

[ Clears throat ] Thank you.

[ Breathes shakily ]

Kids decide when they want to die.

Uh, I was wondering actually, um,

if you might like to go for a drink.

After work.

Are you asking me out?

-I'm just putting it out there. -Mm-hmm.

There's no pressure.

Okay.

[ Sighs ]

You spiral staircase is getting a lot of compliments.

It's a great view of the estuary from there.

From the fifth step.

You're lucky.

Yeah, very, very lucky.

I'm sweating, sorry.

It's okay.

It's always warm in these places, I think.

Mike, I want you to know that I believe in hope.

Okay?

You're a very beautiful woman, Faith.

Come on, we've got to go.

Did he have a good night?

Yeah.

Hello, Osian. I'm Mrs. Owens, and I'm the judge.

Thank you.

The reason I'm here today

is because the hospital and your father

can't agree about your treatment.

And I'd like to know what you think about it.

Oh, are you alright?

Here, you alright?

It's my left arm.

I can't feel it since yesterday.

That must be very difficult for you.

You alright now?

We've all been discussing whether you should have

an operation to remove your tumor.

Are you aware of the risks involved

should we continue and go ahead with the operation?

Me and Dad have discussed it, yes.

JUDGE OWENS: Are you in a lot of pain, Osian?

I'd like to know what you think.

Do you think you should have the operation?

Well, my dad says it's best, so...

Have they thoroughly explained the risks to you?

It mightn't work at all.

It could even make things worse.

Dad says it's for the best, so...

Is this your mum?

Thank you.

She ran the Carmarthen Wind Band.

-Oh! -She taught me the cornet.

JUDGE OWENS: I bet you played all the solos.

[ Both laugh ]

This must be a very painful time for you, Mr. Taylor.

My husband was ill for a very long time,

and I remember the exhaustion.

He's a lovely boy.

The good thing is he doesn't seem to be in any great pain.

Please make this quick, Mrs. Owens.

Time isn't on his side.

He has great respect for you.

Thank you.

[ Woman humming ]

MIKE: I'm alright.

FAITH: Okay.

MIKE: Yeah.

[ Humming continues ]

TOM: You can take your money out of the firm.

I never, ever want you to feel insecure in the business

because of Evan's... shortcomings.

You know the moment I fell in love with you?

When you stood in the witness box

and spoke out for Faith and the kids.

It was brave and honorable.

Why do I feel so sad?

It's strange.

Why didn't I meet you 40 years ago?

Race you.

Oi, oi, come here!

Get out of my fucking house.

Megs, come on, my darling.

I'm here.

I'm here.

-EVAN: Go on. -Okay, my darling.

Let's get you up.

You can leave.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

What are you doing here?

Didn't Lisa say?

She's got some bug, had to go back to bed.

Said I didn't mind.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

You can leave now.

I made pasta. I didn't know if --

No, thank you.

It's time for you to leave. You don't live here anymore.

You're using my pans.

EVAN: Lisa asked me to help out.

Couldn't make pasta without using your fucking pans.

I made your favorite.

Fresh sauce.

It won't kill you.

Have you given any thought to your mother's access letter?

You need to leave now.

But if you won't come up with any answers, then I will.

I'll speak to her.

No!

[ Scoffs ]

No.

I've left my bloody briefcase

in the office again with all this...

It's just I'm all over the --

all over the bloody shop.

Er...

Can you, er, stay until Alys gets back, please?

Yeah, yeah, of course. Hope he's worth it.

Ah, do you know, Evan, I haven't even got time to take a shit.

-Grow up. -Glad to hear it, Mrs. Howells.

Have you found anyone, Evan?

Nothing would make me happier

if you stood there and you told me that you had.

You need someone Evan, you really do, because I --

I don't. I never have.

There's no one, Faith.

FAITH: Then you deserve to be loved.

I just think Gael Reardon wasn't the right one.

Oh, don't be a bitch!

-I am tr-- -[ Door closes ]

-ALYS: Any food? -Yes, my darling.

Yes, darling, it's in the pan.

I've got to go back to the office, unfortunately.

-Again? -Yes.

And you are 14.

It's legal.

I love you.

Your father's just going.

EVAN: What was the score?

Five-nil.

Here you go.

Love you.

Good night, Dad.

-Horror or rom com? -Horror.

Wine or tequila?

Guess.

Not how it works.

Tequila, every time.

Girls or boys?

-Both? -Both?

[ Laughs ]

So, how long have you been a lawyer?

Too long.

How long do you reckon?

Till he goes into a coma.

Sorry, that is not --

Sorry.

Er, how many hours a day do you have to work out

to get arms like this?

-I'm not joking. -It's 24/7.

-Yeah. -Uh-huh.

Mmm.

Mad.

EVAN: That's not your office, Faith.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Music ends ]

Faithie.

You not gonna take your coat off?

Do you want a drink?

Anything?

-Don't mind if I do. -FAITH: Shit house.

-You think? -Yeah.

Well, I like it.

You stay away from me, and you stay away from my family.

And you never send me irises again.

I want to see my grandchildren before I die.

You're a selfish woman.

ROSE: They are my flesh and blood, Faithie.

Don't call me that!

I don't want my children to meet you.

You will mean nothing to them.

ROSE: I've thought about you every day.

For 25 years.

I've always thought, I wonder where you are

and what you're doing.

Because you'll always be my little girl.

FAITH: You're wrong.

You're so, so, wrong.

You don't know who I am. You don't know who I am now.

You...

Stay away from us, because...

I've done it before.

-Do you remember? -Mm-hmm.

Yeah? And I'll do it again.

Well, just come and sit down.

FAITH: I don't want to sit down.

I don't want to be here.

I don't want to hear you.

I don't want to smell you and your cheap fucking whiskey.

I don't want to ever, ever, give you a chance to hurt me.

Ever again.

Baby, I'm so, so sorry.

I want to look after you.

I want to be there for you.

When you're having this difficult time.

I'm gonna go.

Isn't it time you were honest with yourself?

What is your problem with me?

I just want to make mends.

I want to make things good.

It's not good to bury bad feelings,

and I'm asking you to forgive me.

-You want me to forgive you? -ROSE: Yes. I do.

That's what you want. You want forgiveness.

You want -- You want -- You want forgiveness.

-I do. -That's what you want, is it?

-Yes. -You sit.

Sit down.

You sit down.

Stop.

You...

You are a woman who harms.

And you are a woman who hurts.

And you are a woman who humiliates.

I have seen you have a man beaten to a pulp

because he owes you.

-And you want to really go... -That was a long time ago.

...with the memories. Because you did.

Because they're fucking there and they don't go anywhere.

I think about them all the time.

-And you want forgiveness. -No. Since your father --

Don't talk to me about my father!

No!

I'm going.

-No. -Yes.

-No. -Yeah, I am.

-ROSE: Turn round. -I don't want to turn around.

I don't...

[ Crying ]

I don't want to.

Okay.

I know about you and Gael, Faithie.

Got enough to put you away.

[ Sniffles ]

Come on.

Don't you touch...

Hmm.

I would like to leave, please.

Right then.

Go on, then.

Hey, Lis, it's, uh, Faith.

Evan said you weren't feeling very well.

Please don't leave the kids with him.

It's, um...

I'm sorry, Lisa.

I'm truly sorry.

I've been a really, really shit friend lately and, uh...

I was -- I was just thinking that when all this custody shit

is over with, um,

maybe we can go on a nice -- a nice, girly weekend somewhere.

You know, I was thinking maybe Barcelona.

That would be nice, wouldn't it?

You've always wanted to go there.

Uh...

Alright.

Anyway, I hope you're okay, darling,

and I'm thinking of you.

I love you, Lis.

Bye, darling.

[ Keyboard clacking ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

FAITH: Mike?

Wanna come in?

-MIKE: Alright? -FAITH: Yeah, you alright?

Um, uh, I've come to, um...

I just wanted to apologize for what happened here.

-FAITH: Right. -MIKE: All those years ago.

[ Faith sighs ]

MIKE: I've never done anything like that before.

Truth is, I was a shitty husband to Sian.

Pretended for years, you know, for Osian.

As you do, like.

Both poured all our love into him.

Yeah, well, I've been there.

MIKE: Yeah.

Shit.

I shouldn't have come here. Look.

I can see now that it was a mistake asking you to, uh,

to take on Osian's case and I just think --

Are you trying to fire me, Mike?

I've asked Cerys to continue with the hearing tomorrow.

Well, maybe we should talk about this in the morning?

MIKE: I'm sorry, Faith.

I've made my decision.

Okay.

Okay, well, tell Osian that I'm sending my love and, erm...

Yeah.

Thanks for everything.

Staircase looks good.

Yeah, it does.

You're a good carpenter.

And a good man.

Yeah.

Alright.

[ Somber music playing ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Music ends ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Yeah.

Rose Fairchild.

Yeah, she's just one of my clients.

She's proving a little bit slippery, you know?

Come on, I thought you trusted me.

I do.

Your name is on her file as her daughter.

Sh--

She walked out on me when I was 15,

and now she's back.

I don't feel safe.

I'm not safe.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

WOMAN: ♪ We cannot go back to forever ♪

♪ 'Cause it won't get better ♪

♪ It won't get better ♪

♪ There is nothing left at the home we made ♪

♪ 'Cause we locked all the doors and windows ♪

♪ Now we never can see ♪

♪ After every storm comes denial ♪

♪ 'Cause it won't get better ♪

♪ It won't get better ♪

♪ All we are is in between ♪

♪ The devil and the deep blue sea ♪

♪ And we have got too deep to see the sky again ♪