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CERYS: Oh!

Why can't we just spend the weekend in bed

like everyone else?

GARETH: Can I book you for next weekend? Yeah.

CERYS: If this Osian business is sorted,

then yeah, I'm all yours.

[ Sighs ]

I've got to speak to Mike

about this appeal.

We're talking six figures here.

It's bloody sell your house time.

GARETH: They'll try and transfer him

to the hospice as soon as they can, you know that?

CERYS: Well, I will bark,

I will growl, I will snap.

-I've got to go. -No, you haven't.

I've got to go meet Faith.

-Help yourself to coffee. -Yep.

CERYS: Oh.

Be here when I get back.

[ Door closes ]

OSIAN: You agree with the judge, don't you?

PROFESSOR RHYS: I think she came to the best decision, yes.

I didn't like her. She smelled of garlic.

[ Chuckles ]

MIKE: He can't die at home?

His things. His memories.

I just feel like he'd be closer

to his mom that way, and his dog.

PROFESSOR RHYS: Singleton House is a lovely hospice, Mike.

My wife died at Singleton.

It'd be too hard for us.

She forgot her bear.

Someone head-butted you?

[ Door closes ]

It would be wrong of me not to make you aware

that winning an appeal is a long shot.

Given how adamant Judge Owens was yesterday.

FAITH: Hey, Mike. Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

CERYS: Uh, Mike has decided not to go to appeal.

-FAITH: What? Mike? -I don't know.

I've had a long chat with the Professor.

I'm gonna take him home, alright. I just...

Okay, Mike. Listen to me. Listen, listen, listen, listen.

Listen!

Now is not the time to give up. Okay?

-Now is the time -- Listen. -Get off. Get off.

Now is the time we go higher.

We go to appeal.

If Osian was my son,

I'd seek out other surgeons

who might take him on.

Professor Wynn has given me a list of surgeons worldwide.

And I wouldn't let Judge Owens dictate

what happened to my son.

That's what I would do.

[ Sobs ]

Thank you.

FAITH: We'll work pro bono.

No charge.

No, no chance. Susan's fund-raising.

That's the deal, Mike.

[ Sniffles ]

-WOMAN: ♪ Cold ♪ -Thank you.

WOMAN: ♪ 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 ♪

FAITH: They said I could get an appeal tomorrow morning.

I had no idea I could get one so quickly.

So, uh, I've got to go straight away to London.

I'll see you back at the house, okay?

Will you help me pack?

LISA: Yeah, yeah, no worries, babe.

Um, I'll take Rhods and Megs no probs.

FAITH: Okay, I've got to go, Lis. Love you.

LISA: Yeah, love you. Bye.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Breathing shakily ]

[ Chuckles ]

Hiding from someone?

FAITH: You're trespassing.

Sit down.

Mind if I do?

We have nothing to discuss.

Okay. You were a monster to my father.

You were a monster to me.

I don't want my children knowing anything about you.

What? Like you don't want them to know

that you tried to finish me off?

Oh, I don't regret any of that.

Ah.

Dad said to have nothing to do with you.

I don't know why he didn't leave you earlier.

Why did you stay by Evan when you'd found out

-what he'd done? -I want you to leave me!

Please leave me!

Leave me!

I'm not leaving.

I'd like to look after you and your kids.

They've had a hard time of it over the years

by all accounts.

I met Alys last night.

She's lovely.

So bright. Full of life.

She reminded me very much of you at her age.

Where did you see Alys?

You can't lock your kids up, Faithie.

We just had a chat.

Talked about her ass of a boyfriend, mainly.

It would be a shame, wouldn't it,

if I told her what you did to me.

Know what sort of a woman her mother really is.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

What do you want?

I've got a job for you.

Like the old days.

It's all in the envelope.

I've got to get a train to London.

ROSE: Mm-hmm.

And, uh...

I will meet you when I get back if you...

If you promise not to go anywhere near

my children until then.

I promise.

I won't go near the children while you're in London.

-You promise? -ROSE: Mm-hmm. I promise.

[ Chuckles ]

Good girl.

[ Waves crashing ]

Do you have a rough idea of how long she's been there,

-in the water? -A week, give or take.

Who's leading the investigation?

SOCO: Newman from Swansea CID.

Top level, apparently.

Okay. Thanks. Shall we, uh...

[ Dramatic music playing ]

EVAN: Oh, no.

-FAITH: Lis! -LISA: Yes?

FAITH: Can you see if, um, my blue shoes are...

They're probably at the back door? Have a look.

LISA: Yeah, no, I can't find your blue ones, babe.

I've just got your black ones. Is that alright?

-FAITH: What? -The black ones.

-I can't find the blue ones. -FAITH: Oh, I don't care,

-I don't care. -Well, you usually --

-You usually care. So... -FAITH: I don't care.

-It's Evan's weekend. -I know, you've --

FAITH: So I've...

Um, told him

to just to hold on

-to them tomorrow because -- -Yeah, I know.

-You've told me that. -It's just easier,

-isn't it. Is it? -LISA: Yeah. Mm-hmm,

yeah, it is. Yeah.

FAITH: You're doing Rhodri's party.

I'm doing Rhodri's party, babe. Yes.

FAITH: He's got, uh -- He's got his costume's

-gonna be upstairs. -Spaceman, upstairs.

FAITH: Don't take your eyes off Megs, okay.

She's really, really, really fragile.

LISA: Look, you're really, really nervous.

I'm gonna go and get some wine.

-That's what we need. -LISA: No, I --

FAITH: Before this taxi turns up.

-I don't drink. Babe, I don't. -FAITH: Nice.

Listen, I don't drink, alright? I'm...

My name is Lisa Connors and I'm an alcoholic, okay?

I'm an -- I'm an alcoholic, okay?

No, you...

you just carry on there.

Carry on. You know, you --

Don't let me stop you with your cup of poison there.

I'm fine. I can deal with it. Okay?

Lis.

LISA: Yeah.

-FAITH: Lisa. -Yes.

Yes, what? Faith, what?

You're gonna have to help me out by here.

Okay, I'll help you. I'll help you.

I'll help you. You have wine.

You have the wine, right?

And I -- Oh, there we are, look.

I'll have orange juice.

Love orange juice, me.

Mmm.

Lovely, that.

-How many days, Lis? -90-and-a-half hours.

-This is brilliant. -No, it's impossible.

-FAITH: And possible. -[ Sighs ]

I haven't hoovered so much in my life.

Well, you are, uh...

You are more than welcome to come round here anytime

you like to hoover, Lisa Connors.

And polish...

Sorry.

Now then, you can do this.

I believe in you.

And you can do this because you are

my most precious, precious friend.

Yeah, I just...

I just...

I need...

I need to face life, you know?

Head on.

Just find out what I've been running away from,

you know, and I'll get there.

[ Upbeat music playing ]

WILLIAMS: Faith, I've just found out

that Steve Baldini's motorbike was driving

towards the gym prior to the break-in.

Which rather contradicts your alibi statement.

Seriously, do you think with everything

that I've got going on at the moment,

I would perjure myself?

-Seriously. -Well, you and Baldini,

-you go back. -FAITH: Do you know what,

I'm in court in London tomorrow,

trying to get your nephew surgery.

Okay, thank you.

LISA: I got divorced and, well,

to be honest with you, I haven't really thought

about any of this really since,

um, well, not until I started coming here.

And, um, well, I realize now

that I have been, um, hiding my true feelings,

well, for my whole adult life, and, um...

And...

I'm sorry, um, sorry,

I'm just -- I'm gonna have to --

I'm gonna have to dash.

Thanks.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

-CERYS: You okay? -Yeah, you okay?

Yeah.

FAITH: Steve?

What?

What?

Steve?

It's not what you think.

It's none of my business.

Here, drink your gin.

[ Singers vocalizing ]

Ohh.

STEVE: Wanna talk?

Sorry I gave you both barrels.

Yeah, thanks for that.

[ Rock splashes ]

Come on, you need cheering up.

See what we got, ready?

Okay.

Oh, yes!

Okay. So it will turn right at the end, okay?

-Okay. -Yeah.

Yeah.

-ANGIE: Oh! -STEVE: It's there,

it's there, it's there.

-ANGIE: Go on, Alys! -STEVE: Oh!

Still losing, am I?

Right, aim it right down the middle, okay?

That's a strike, yeah.

-Okay. -It didn't swerve.

-ALYS: It didn't swerve! -Yeah!

-Go on, Dad! -Hey!

Go and get me some, uh --

go and get some of those sweets.

How much are they?

-It's a pound, I think. -Here you go.

Thanks.

-So good.

-Unlucky. -So good.

Right.

Oh, I um, I met my other grandmother the other day.

Does your mam know?

Not "how was she" or "how did I meet her"

but "does my mam know?"

How is she?

She was old,

funny.

She said she wanted to get to know me better.

I don't think she's very well.

Anyway.

-Please do. -Right, ready?

LISA: Go on then, Megs.

Are we going to go through there?

Oh. Thanks, Megs.

Go on, then, oh, are they going to come in, Rhods?

Thanks, babes. Right. Come on, then.

In we go, in we go.

I'll tell granny that you're here.

Oh, gosh, right. Go on, then, babes.

Thanks, Megs.

[ Upbeat music playing ]

Right, I'll see you back at the hotel later.

-Secret assignation? -My life. Beak out.

Cow.

[ Ominous music playing ]

Sorry to disappoint. Get in.

Aren't you curious to know who I am?

What do you want?

Gael's got a job for you.

I don't do that anymore.

You still came to the meeting, though.

Where is she?

Do the job and you get to see her.

I don't know who the fuck you are.

Language.

Message her number when you've decided.

[ Door slams shut ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Singer humming ]

-[ Knock on door ] -Going for a pizza.

Want to come?

I'm gonna have an early one.

See you in the morning.

CERYS: Oh, come on!

Okay, spoilsport.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Johnny Mathis's "A Certain Smile" playing ]

MATHIS: ♪ Certain face♪

♪ Can lead an unsuspecting heart♪

♪ On a merry chase♪

♪ A fleeting glance can say♪

♪ So many lovely things♪

♪ Suddenly you know why my heart sings♪

I really appreciate you coming.

Thank you.

Faith Howells in London, eh?

Mm-hmm.

Near my old patch, actually.

So, Rose Fairchild has run a legitimate

collections agency for over 30 years,

but with a reputation for rough tactics

outside the law and for carrying out

collections for less than desirable people.

She owns property in Swansea and London.

No mention of a husband.

Just her daughter.

There's also a mention in Rose Fairchild's file

that her daughter, Faith, has a juvenile conviction.

Any details?

No.

That file could get lost.

And that would cost me what?

Just want to help.

EVAN: Where's this then, Faith?

BREEZE: Is she leaving you alone, Gael?

So far.

BREEZE: And Evan?

It's funny.

It is, it's funny. Because you know more

about our marriage than practically anyone.

Mm-hmm.

You surviving?

I'm nervous.

You know, about tomorrow.

He's 14.

Skillfully sidestepped.

Listen, there's no one that can speak

for that boy like you.

Wow, those compliments are flying.

I've never done an appeal.

Bricking it.

[ Sighs ]

[ Espresso machine whirring ]

Oh, God, what's happened?

What's happened? What time is it?

It's double espresso time.

Oh.

My phone. Where's my phone?

BREEZE: Oh, you put your phone on silent

after Cerys's third text.

You said she should get off your case

-and that you're a free woman. -Mm-hmm.

-Oh, it's dead. -BREEZE: Oh, you shower.

I'll charge your phone.

You're gonna have to, um,

give me a little summary of last night.

It's a bit blank.

You talked a lot about Osian.

And Mike.

What did I say about Mike?

I have never heard so much detail

about a spiral staircase before.

[ Laughs ]

Oh, thank you. You're a good friend.

Yeah.

Well, I'd like to improve on that.

Oh.

BREEZE: I'm serious.

Put me on your list of things to explore.

[ Laughs ]

-It's a power shower. -Is it?

-BREEZE: Yeah. -Oh!

Yeah.

And it's really, really good.

Is it down there?

BREEZE: Yeah, go and have a look.

CERYS: Right, this isn't fucking funny, Faith.

Okay, if you're shagging Mike, I don't care.

Just be straight with me, man.

This is the High Court, and I am on it.

I have to be.

Because clearly I care more about the boy than you do.

Yes, no, we will be in a position to respond

to your offer, Dr. Cheung, just as soon as we get

a ruling from the appeal. Thank you.

-Absolutely not. Thanks. -MIKE: Uh, sorry I'm late.

-Where's Faith? -I thought she was with you.

Whatever. Fruit smoothie.

We've had a lot of offers from specialists.

Hey, that's good. Where have they come from?

CERYS: Susan's fund-raiser must have got us

a lot of attention. Right, drink that.

I don't want you keeling over on me.

Right, we'll head over in 10 if she --

[ Cellphone chimes ] Hang on.

Yes. Cerys Jones.

Yes, yes, we do represent Mr. Taylor.

Absolutely.

FAITH: Okay, well, remember to take deep breaths

and do that visualizing thing that we do.

Try that, okay?

MEGAN: I've tried that, Mum.

It's my period as well.

FAITH: You in pain, sweetheart?

Yeah.

Okay.

What would you like from London?

Have a little think about it and text me.

Okay. Bye. Love you.

FAITH: I love you, Megs.

Oh, hello.

-How can I help? -Good morning.

I'd like to speak to Mr. Howells, please.

-Which one? -Tom.

Oh, I'm afraid he's busy with a client.

Perhaps I can help, Mrs. --

Ms. Fairchild.

It is a matter of pressing urgency.

I wonder if you could find me the earliest

possible appointment.

Of course.

Let's take a look.

Would you like to take a seat?

No, thank you.

TOM: So, I believe you'd like to draw up your will.

I find myself in ill health.

I would like to leave things neat.

Hence the urgency.

Oh, I'm -- I'm sorry to hear that.

My wishes are straightforward.

I wish to leave everything to my daughter.

TOM: Mm-hmm. Do you have an idea

of the value of the estate?

Nearly £4 million.

TOM: In, uh, investments...

Cash mainly.

A house in Swansea and a flat in London.

Alongside the distribution of the estate,

you will need to consider

any, um, special wishes.

Are you sure you want your daughter to be

-sole beneficiary? -Yes.

She's my only child.

And her name?

Faith Howells.

I am aware this puts you in a delicate position.

Bound as you are by confidentiality

not to tell her or your son

anything about all this.

Uh, well, this is a very, uh...

strange moment.

-On so many levels. -[ Laughs ]

[ Tom laughs ]

I'm delighted to meet you.

I thought I'd keep the business in the family.

I'll see myself out.

WILLIAMS: Have you thought anymore

about the break-in at the gym?

We've got new evidence from a witness

who claims to have seen a motorbike driving

towards the gym, just before the break in.

I told you I was with a woman.

Faith Howells wouldn't like to be referred to as "a woman."

How's Osian, by the way?

Faith says he's a very special boy.

Yeah.

Thanks for the donation.

He has a right to that operation.

Yeah, I'm going to the...

I'm going to the hospital now.

Um, he hasn't got long.

And I'll, uh...

I'll, uh, see if the manager of the gym

has come round while I'm there.

[ Upbeat music playing ]

[ Singers vocalizing ]

-FAITH: Hello, Mike. -Alright.

Your train journey okay?

-Yeah. -Oh, that's good.

Five surgeons offers so far.

Shall we?

-Where the fuck have you been? -None of your business.

I can lead. I'm more than happy to.

No, I'm on it.

It is the court's duty to consider

the welfare of the child

under the Children Act of 1989.

The welfare of the child can, by some,

be narrowly defined in strictly scientific terms,

by balancing the likely outcome of surgery

against palliative care.

Or...

it can be defined in a much wider way,

in a way that takes into account

the effect on a child, of capacity,

having his wishes disregarded

during the short amount of time he has left to live.

Judge Owens erred in law

by refusing to consider

the child's evidence.

It is the child's wish

that this surgery proceeds.

He's fully aware of all the risks.

He's embraced the risks.

And what's more, he's fully aware

that he's going to die from this damn disease

if he doesn't get this operation.

[ Clears throat ]

If the child gets the operation,

the chances of success are tiny, perhaps.

A half of one percent,

but when the alternative is certain death,

it doesn't really matter how small

the chances of success are.

Is it right to measure in degrees

the difference between life and death?

This difference being infinite?

A 14-year-old boy is giving the doctors full consent

to kill him in the tiny hope they might not.

The bravery in that decision is utterly,

utterly extraordinary.

You were right about Cerys.

She is fit.

I'm tired, Gareth.

Yeah, I know, mate.

Where did you say Dad has gone?

Gave him the day off.

I've got some wicked films in.

He just needed some down time after yesterday.

Could you arrange for my friends from school

to come in?

Let me check with Prof.

OSIAN: Thanks, Gareth.

All over it, mate.

Water.

[ Knocks on door ]

Hello. I'm Fiona from the palliative care team.

I've come to discuss the transfer.

-Can you step outside? -No!

Don't take me to the hospice.

No, Osian, please try and stay calm.

Is that where Dad has been?

-Arranging my transfer? -No. No, no, mate.

No, no, no. He's trying to sort the operation out.

No one's telling me the truth. I want to speak to Faith.

Come here.

I want my Mum.

I know.

Let me see if I can speak to Faith.

Look at me, Osh.

I will not let anyone take you anywhere.

Got it?

This is me and you.

Okay?

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

TATE: No one is for a moment questioning

Osian's bravery, my Lords and Lady,

but bravery alone is no basis

on which to make any medical decision.

We have to measure the quality of life

against the quantity of life.

The medical evidence in this case is clear.

Surgery would prove almost definitely fatal,

and in the extremely unlikely event that it does not,

Osian would be left in a far worse state of suffering

than were he to be left alone.

Can you confirm that this child's guardian is absolutely

certain that he is aware of all the risks of surgery?

This is correct.

And he wishes to proceed nonetheless?

With respect, my Lord, it is our case

that Osian needs to be protected from impulses

that would only cause him more harm.

And can Ms. Penry confirm

Osian's full capacity?

Thank you.

[ Sighs ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

MEGAN: Do you know I want to be a marine biologist?

And I will be behind you every step of the way.

My beautiful girl in all the world.

And study dolphins.

EVAN: Dolphins.

[ Imitates dolphin sounds ]

Huh?

Dad, do you want to see my kick-boxing moves?

EVAN: Are you kidding?

I certainly do.

I've only had one lesson, but I think it goes like this.

[ Evan grunting ]

Oh, look at this, chop...

FAITH: Their squeamishness is irrelevant.

Their statistics are irrelevant.

If a child can summon such bravery,

then they can summon a fraction of it

and do as he asks.

It's also his father's wish.

It's his father's wish that this surgery proceeds.

Surely the parent is the best judge for their child?

We'll rise to consider our ruling.

USHER: All rise.

[ Mellow music playing ]

Heya.

-Hello, Lisa. -Hiya.

Um, I've...

Um, I've come to buy a bike.

Oh.

What you after?

Um, something...

you know, something nice, new, and shiny.

Mm-hmm?

Come look at this one.

You alright?

[ Lisa sniffs ]

Like it?

Yeah, great. Good.

Do you want to come up?

Yeah.

-Okay. -Thanks.

You know you can get on it.

You look great.

Will you be my sponsor, Steve?

I know --

I know you're a recovering alcoholic.

Like me.

And ...know we don't know each other very well.

Well, through Faith mainly.

I know that...

you two, you know, no more.

Well, I guess it's not complicating anything

by asking you to be my sponsor.

So, um...

I've not had a drink for four days.

STEVE: Mm-hmm.

And the headaches, they...

The headaches, they're really bad

and they feel --

-they feel like shit. -STEVE: Mm-hmm.

Well, I was thinking, well, you've done it.

So I...

[ Sobs ]

Sorry.

-Yes, I will. -LISA: Thank you.

One day at a time. Okay?

It's all you have to do, okay?

One day at a time.

Yeah. And what if I'm going stir crazy?

STEVE: Call me, straight away.

Or text me.

You're a beautiful, brilliant woman.

And you can do this.

I didn't know you liked bikes though.

Oh, pillion only, me.

STEVE: You call me if you ever fancy a spin.

Oh, Steve.

Faith'd be jealous.

-Sorry. -It's okay.

-You alright? -Yeah, thank you.

-Well done. [ Chuckles ] -LISA: Thank you.

PRENTICE: Firstly, thank you both.

This is a deeply distressing case,

of the sort no court relishes deciding.

We will hand down a full written judgment

in due course,

but as time is of the essence,

I can tell you that we are unanimous

in deciding in the applicant's favor.

The appeal is granted.

[ Singer vocalizing ]

Faith.

Faith, costs.

Thank you, my Lord.

And on the subject of costs...

The respondent, uh, will pay,

uh, the applicant's costs.

MAN: All rise.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

CERYS: My phone has gone absolutely mental.

It has not stopped.

Right. I am going to buy some shoes to celebrate.

Mike, you coming?

Let's get Osian something.

Mike.

BREEZE: I got a call from a Swansea CID

while you were in court.

Top-level information.

Mm-hmm.

Gael Reardon's body's been found.

I thought she was in Ireland.

She came back.

My advice is, be prepared.

All the files will be reopened.

Her recent and not-so-recent history

will reveal people with motive.

Evan?

You.

I also came across evidence of a connection

between Gael Reardon and Rose Fairchild.

It goes back a long way.

Yeah.

Faith.

Why don't you come back to London?

Abercorran is becoming toxic.

Thank you.

[ Door closes ]

WILLIAMS: We've had the ruling.

The appeal's been granted.

I'll call a meeting of the MDT first thing in the morning

to report back with a decision.

Hey, your dad's on his way.

Osh?

-Cariad. -[ Cellphone rings ]

Oh, it's Mike, sorry.

Excuse me.

[ Door opens ]

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ Monitors beeping ]

FAITH: Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

There we are.

Shh.

Thank you, Faith.

You're a star.

You're the star.

And you're the bravest young man I've ever met.

Just stay strong now until Daddy can get you a surgeon.

Alright?

I had no idea all that was going on.

Thank you.

Will I see you again?

Will you see me again?

You're not getting rid of me now, boy.

Have a nice sleep now.

A nice sleep.

[ Woman vocalizing ]

-Drink? -No, thank you.

Just listen.

Please don't interrupt and please don't judge me.

-Are the kids okay? -It's nothing to do with them.

I was brought up in a household of abuse.

My mother,

she dominated.

Emotionally and physically.

She was a criminal.

A very good one.

But she was very cruel and unforgiving.

And I hated her for what she did to my dad.

And to the clients that she built up

over the years.

She...

She used me as a debt collector.

I was 13 or 14 so...

who was going to suspect me?

This is the really difficult bit.

I came home from school one day

and I could hear all this shouting

coming from the garage.

And she was...

She was hitting my father.

He was cowering in a corner,

he was whimpering, and he was all marked.

And I did my very, very best to try and pull her off,

and then she turned round and she went for me

and that's when I picked up a screwdriver.

I phoned an ambulance.

She didn't die.

And she told the police that it was an accident

and that she had done it herself.

And that is very, very clever.

Because she's...

Because she knows that I would never be free now.

And me and my dad, we did leave.

Finally.

And I never saw her again.

Until she turned up last week out of the blue.

My father did die. I told you about that,

and I did go to law school to study justice,

because, I needed to...

Because I really needed to stand up for myself.

I'm telling you this in case something happens to me.

In case things start getting strange.

She is smart.

She is a manipulator.

I met her today.

She came to see me in a professional capacity.

It's started.

Buckle in.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

Have you forgotten the manager of the gym

lying in the hospital?

I have an alibi.

We're over.

She's got quite a hold on you, hasn't she?

I won't see her get hurt.

She didn't mind hurting me, did she?

She did that.

With a screwdriver.

And it's killing me.

She's very dangerous.

I want to make peace.

If you can make her see that, Steve,

I won't make any more demands on you.

Gael Reardon's body's been found.

Then you'd better get your story straight, Steve.

I'm not afraid of you anymore, Rose.

All I care about is Faith

and my daughter.

You're on your own.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Cellphone beeps ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Clatters ]

What you doing here?

Alys said the kids were with Evan.

How did it go?

I've been thinking about you all day.

[ Exhales ]

Yeah.

[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Faith laughs ]

STEVE: We'll wait till after the divorce

and then we'll talk, yeah?

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Woman vocalizing ]

[ "Steve's Song" playing ]

WOMAN: ♪ If I could hold you ♪

♪ 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 ♪