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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Speaking Welsh ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Horns blaring, indistinct shouting ]

MAN: Hey, anytime today, like!

Shhh!

Fuck's sake.

MAN: Come on. I haven't got all day! Move it!

Right, you're gonna have to shift it.

-Eh? -The van, get it moved.

-Done in five minutes. -No, now.

Do you want me to see if your road tax is up to date?

MAN: What's the holdup?

[ Engine starts ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Banging, woman groaning ]

Nanny!

Huh?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

-[ Dog growling ] -Come on, Slayer.

You can do better than that. Come on, Slayer.

[ Growling ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Door creaks ]

Oi!

Yeah. That's right!

That's right!

[ Door opens ]

Do as you're told, no one gets hurt!

Because I am your worst nightmare.

RHYS: [ Snickers ] Worst nightmare.

Come on!

Come on!

Get in there!

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

-Welsh cakes? -Oh-ho-ho-ho.

[ Radio chatter ]

Shh!

Come on.

Gi-- [ Sighs ] Bloody hell.

[ Indistinct talking ]

LAYLA: What are you two doing here?

GINA: We heard about the holdup over the radio.

LAYLA: Why aren't you at the agreed RV point?

GINA: Armed response said we could come in.

Where do you want us to start?

The D.I.'s still interviewing the victims.

GINA: Whoever it was, they can't have gone far.

Sooner we get cracking, the better.

The senior officer will decide how to proceed.

Ma'am, they were wearing balaclavas

and pushing a fruit machine.

With all due respect, we could have them in custody

by teatime if we get a move on.

With all due respect, Constable,

you aren't leading this investigation.

WOMAN: Had woolly hats on.

MAN: You, uh, need to give us a statement.

You need to come down to the station to do that.

WOMAN: I'm meant to be here till 5:00.

LIZ: * I'm still standing better than I ever did *

* Looking like a true survivor *

* Feeling like a little kid *

[ Laughs ]

Sam.

* I'm still standing after all this time *

* Picking up the pieces of my life *

* Without you on my mind *

* I'm still standing *

* Yeah, yeah, yeah *

[ Both laugh ]

SAM: I'm off. Ta-ra.

[ Door closes ]

[ Sighs ]

Lip balm?

Yeah. You want some?

Come on.

MEL: Yeah. Well, I don't know.

I mean, I'm not sure, but I'm sure he's...

[ Speaking indistinctly ]

Yeah, I know. Hey, we're having a party later if you want.

Yeah, come 'round.

Yeah, the neighbors are all right.

Go to go.

-What's happening? -All right?

-GINA: Hiya. All right. -LUKE: Hi, there. You all right?

-MAN: It's over there. -LUKE: All right. Cool.

-MAN: Right. -LUKE AND GINA: Thank you.

WOMAN: The call was that the car had been abandoned.

GINA: Yeah, all right. All right, thank you.

LUKE: Stolen?

Joyriders?

The man has been reported as drunk and disorderly.

Radio if he appears violent or a danger to himself,

and I'll send backup.

Searching for the address for you now.

Hold on.

Approach with caution.

We don't know if he has a knife.

As always.

Alfa-Lima-4-0.

[ Light bang ]

Hello?

Police.

Hello?

Hello?

Oi! You got permission to be here or what!

You're not funny, Luke.

That's a matter of opinion.

Gina!

Come on.

Alfa-Lima-4-0.

MAN: Yes, Luke.

I'm down at the marina. We've stumbled on something.

What is that that you've found?

Possible crime scene. Blood.

Okay, I'm sending another car over.

They should be with you in five minutes, okay?

We'll wait for further instructions.

I don't know why I waste my fucking breath!

Come back.

GINA: Carl?

Gina.

PATRICIA: Let me speak to someone

who knows what's going on.

No, I won't take a seat.

If you can't tell me what's happening,

find me someone who bloody well can.

I'm not leaving till I got answers.

I want to know if it's my husband you found today.

Is it?

-Mrs. Rose -- -Just tell me.

Is it Stevie?

[ Sobbing ]

I had a bike like that once.

Aluminium frame, 20 gears.

It's in a skip now, innit, after my brother rode it into a wall.

Prick like.

Where've you been?

Work.

I'm on the night shift at Simians.

I thought only gimps worked there.

Rubbish money, zero hours.

Why do you bother?

It's a job, I suppose.

I wouldn't know, son.

I've never fucking had one.

[ Laughs ]

Oh, look after it. I can see that.

Yeah, the brakes are new.

Pedals, front wheel.

I'd like a bike.

Don't know what Mel would say, though.

Probably laugh her head off.

Oi, she's fit, isn't she?

Get a decent one for like 300.

The shop on the way into town does good deals now and then.

Buy one?

Why would I do that?

Might as well keep this one now, eh?

You can't have it. That's mine.

It was my dad's.

Shitting yourself Daddy's gonna give you a bollocking, is it?

I was right about you, son.

Proper gimp.

Oh.

Don't look at Mel again.

[ Clears throat ]

[ Sighs ]

Mam.

Here we are. Back in one piece.

Good girl.

Your nan's tired.

I'm sure Sam's helping out as much as he can.

RAY: She had to walk down to the shops yesterday on her own.

What if she'd had a turn?

Hey, leave the boy alone.

There's nothing anyone can say to stop this stubborn old woman

from doing exactly as she bloody well pleases.

Understood?

Good.

They estimate the body had been in the water for two days.

Stevie Rose had been shot three times in the chest.

The unusual location, the salt water,

is complicating matters for forensics,

but we should know more soon.

So in the meantime,

search Stevie Rose's house, the office.

Go through his e-mails, bank accounts, everything, okay?

Learn as much as you can about the victim,

because the whole town is talking about this murder,

so we need to be on top of things.

LAYLA: D.I. Roberts tells me you found the body, Gina.

I was lucky, ma'am.

Uh, not lucky exactly, but, you know.

You realize you should have stepped out of the crime scene

as soon as you realized something was wrong

-and reported it. -Luke radioed it in.

LAYLA: But you proceeded

to investigate the situation anyway.

I didn't know it was a body.

It doesn't matter.

You could have jeopardized the investigation.

The chief inspector and I

have spoken about you joining the inquiry, Gina.

And we've agreed now isn't the moment for you to step up.

-Yeah. -As I'm sure you'll appreciate,

there are more experienced officers

in line for the opportunity.

With time, though.

Indeed.

GINA: Carl.

Gina.

Well?

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

[ Beep ]

RHYS: Mel?

[ Bang ]

Mel?

You back already?

Yeah.

Look, it's fine. Stop shouting, Steffan.

I'm in the house.

I'm in the house.

Yeah, well, I'll come over now. Look, it's fine.

Just calm down.

Look, you're doing my head in now. Just calm down

I'll come 'round. We'll sort it out.

There's nothing to get wound up about.

All right, what can we do now?

Seriously, what can we do now?

[ Door opens ]

Right, I'll come 'round now.

I gotta go.

I gotta go see Steff. He's freaking out.

-What's happened? -They found Stevie Rose.

I don't want him opening his gob or doing anything stupid.

What?

You gonna go yet or what?

Aye, aye.

[ Keys jingle ]

[ Both panting ]

[ Slap ]

[ Both grunt, panting ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Both breathing heavily ]

-[ Door opens ] -See you later.

Bye, love.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Grow some balls.

Listen, I've got nothing else to say to you.

I told the other detectives everything I know about Stevie.

GINA: Well, people sometimes remember details

after we've left.

Well, not me.

You've been through his desk. You've questioned the staff.

What more do you want?

We're sorry to disturb you. Let's go.

So you didn't see Stevie talking to anyone unfamiliar recently?

Arguing with someone, perhaps?

Stevie hadn't spent a lot of time at the garage lately.

He'd come in when he needed to sign papers,

meet his accountant.

-[ Telephone ringing ] -Aled!

GINA: Was there anyone looking for him?

People hanging around?

Only you lot.

Look, if I knew anything, I'd tell you.

Stevie could be a royal pain in the ass,

but I wouldn't have wished this on him.

Shot, dumped in the water.

It's bloody horrible.

Look, you'll have to excuse me.

Douglas Rose Motors.

Well...

Okay.

Of course.

[ Chuckles ]

-Gina. -Oh, come on.

Hiya.

TRACY: Back again?

I might as well set up a desk for you in the corner.

CARL: The salesman, Aled, is it?

We need another word.

Shooting or no shooting, we have got work to do today, you know.

I won't keep him long.

Aled?

Aled?

Where's he gone?

[ Footsteps ]

Okay?

Nanny?

All right?

[ Knock on door ]

Steffan?

Are you home?

[ Knock on door ]

You need to open the door, Steffan.

We have an appointment.

[ Knock on door ]

Steffan!

[ Muffled music playing ]

Reckon you can break into my house

and get away with it, do you, son?

I should teach you a lesson.

Ha! [ Laughs ]

You've got balls, mind. I'll say that about you.

There aren't many clowns 'round here stealing from me.

-It wasn't your bike to take. -Whoa!

Look at you, sticking up for yourself!

Not such a gimp after all, are you?

[ Sniffs ]

Come on, son. Shake me hand.

Come on, shake it. You won't catch nothing.

Mel will be pleased.

I don't know why, but she's got a soft spot for you.

Come on and join us.

I can't.

My nan's been ill. I shouldn't.

"I can't. My nan's been ill. And I shouldn't"

Come on. Shut up. You're coming.

[ Laughs ]

[ Dance music playing ]

Look who I found hanging about like a bad smell.

[ Laughs ]

[ Clears throat ] What's your name, anyway?

-Sam. -Rhys.

-I know. -RHYS: People, uh --

People been talking about us, have they, bud?

MEL: As long as what they're saying's nice, I don't mind.

[ Can tab pops ]

[ Dance music continues ]

[ Door closes ]

-Come here now. -Oi!

STEFFAN: Do you know what you've done?

Get off!

I knew I shouldn't have said yes.

I knew I shouldn't have let you talk me into it.

-MEL: Rhys, tell him! -You said it wasn't a problem.

-Steff! -Rhys! Get off me!

Steffan!

Sort her out!

Steff, man!

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Hey.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Mrs. Rose.

This way.

[ Door closes ]

Fixing this for your grandmother is something you should be able

to do for yourself, don't you think?

It's best if I leave it to the expert.

RAY: Liz told me that you missed your work again.

SAM: She wasn't well.

Didn't think you could afford to skip a shift.

I can't, but who else was going to look after her?

I'm still looking for my money at the end of the week.

Do you hear me?

[ Sighs ]

Ha! Not my type!

[ Banging ]

Steffan Morris?

Yeah, that's him.

Steffan?

You haven't been in touch with your case worker.

We just need to take you in for a chat, that's all.

[ Rattling, clang ]

GINA: Steffan!

Steffan!

We have sight of Steffan Morris.

He's on foot, and we're in pursuit.

Steffan, just stop!

Steffan!

[ Breathing heavily ]

GINA: Just stop!

LUKE: Steffan!

Steffan, stop!

Steffan!

Steffan, stop!

Steffan, come back!

Stop there now. Stop!

Steffan, take it easy. Take it easy.

Steffan!

LUKE: Steffan!

Steffan, please, Steffan.

-Steffan! -Steffan!

-LUKE: Stop! -GINA: You're all right!

LUKE: Steffan!

[ Speaks indistinctly ]

Suspect's in the water.

Suspect's...swept away.

-Get off me. -Hey, hey, keep calm.

Get him out. You can go, as well!

-Get out! -There's no need to lose it.

-Keep calm, Rhys. -RHYS: Get out!

POLICEMAN: Cool it, yeah, Rhys?

Get out.

Fuck!

Ah, fuck!

MEL: What's happened?

-Steffan. -What?

RHYS: Steffan.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

[ Sobs ]

[ Sniffs ]

LIZ: Sam!

[ Whistling ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

Mel!

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Clattering, Liz shouts ]

Nanny?

Oh, Nanny. Okay.

Ambulance!

[ Sirens wailing ]

GINA: Sam.

-Sam. -[ Crying ]

Okay?

Mm-hmm.

-Yeah. -Okay?

Yeah.

[ Glass clatters ]

[ Broom thuds ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Dog barking ]

[ Gunshots ]

-[ Breathing heavily ] -[ Doors opening ]

Oh shit.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Siren approaching ]

[ Woman singing in Welsh ]

[ Man singing in Welsh ]