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[ Speaking Welsh ]

LAYLA: Your dad was a small-town crook.

RAY: Yeah, we're gonna need to be careful.

I think someone might be onto us.

ELA: [ Speaking Welsh ]

Get back against the wall now!

Keys!

Get rid of the gun.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sobbing ]

Yeah. Yeah.

[ Speaking Welsh ]

Lee! Lee! Come here! A body!

[ Doorbell rings ]

The accountant's promised to get back to me on Friday.

Let's talk next week and take it from there.

Call if you need anything else, Tracy.

Well?

CARL: Mrs. Rose.

Well, I'm on my way back to the office now.

Get them to forensics,

and make sure they know it's a priority, please.

Ta.

[ Cellphone rings ]

RAY: Linda.

Try not to worry.

But Folkestone?

He's never lived away from home before.

It could be the making of him.

I bet that girl Ela has got something to do with this.

Oh, I should've kept more of an eye on him.

I should have known that Liz dying

would send him off the rails.

-If something happens to him... -It won't.

He'll be living alone. He won't know anyone.

Linda, you're getting yourself worked up over nothing

-Yeah, but... -No buts.

Look...

He's been given an opportunity

to work in a different part of the country.

What was it he said to you on the phone?

Regular hours, more money.

He's been with Simians three years.

He's due a promotion.

He left so suddenly.

They wanted him to start tomorrow.

He didn't come and see me.

But he phoned you. Didn't he?

He'd a train to catch.

Sam's really excited about the new job,

change of scenery.

We should be happy for him.

Where exactly did he say he was going?

Folkestone.

Said Simians are starting a new depot,

and they needed staff --

staff that could start immediately.

Folkestone?

I don't believe it either.

Oi.

He left his phone. I haven't told your mother.

It'll only set her off.

Do you know what's going on?

I don't know.

Did he take anything with him?

His room's such a tip, it's hard to tell.

Maybe we don't need to worry.

Maybe he'll prove us wrong, eh?

Yeah, maybe.

Right, I'll call you later.

-His bike. -What?

He took his bike.

[ Car door closes ]

Hiya.

Yeah, can I get some information about a distribution center

in Folkestone, please?

Oh, right. Well, I was led to believe otherwise.

Is there one nearby?

Okay, no worries.

Thanks. Bye.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Hello. D.I. Roberts.

Sorry?

LINDA: Ready to go, love?

Yeah, give me two minutes.

Following the sighting of a gun

the night the Naval Social Club was robbed,

we've been trying to identify the man

and the woman responsible.

Now, a number of fingerprints have been found on the keys.

One set clearly identifies an individual

who is already known to us.

Ela Simmonds, who's been pulled in

on minor offenses over the years.

Now, while I very much doubt

that a shoplifter who was last caught stealing a pair of tights

would be involved in the murder of Stevie Rose,

Ela may well be able to lead us to the gunman.

Ela has suffered mental health issues from a young age.

She's vulnerable, impressionable.

And with Cai Rosser now out of the picture,

it's highly likely that our man

would have gone looking for a new accomplice.

So, we find Ela, we may find the gun.

More importantly, we may find the person who's been using it.

-[ Speaking Welsh ] -[ Cellphone rings ]

Ma'am. I'd heard you were coming back.

-How do you feel? -What's the latest?

On the body discovered this morning?

Um, I've sent two officers up to Croeserw,

where Stevie Rose was renting the house.

-On a hunch more than anything. -The woman was living there.

It seems that way, ma'am.

Yeah, the guys had a description,

and they found an elderly gentleman who recognized it.

Said that he'd fallen whilst leaving the bus,

and she went and took him home.

-Does he know her name? -Lindita. She has an accent.

East European?

Jessica's run her name through the database,

and forensics are trying to check the lipstick

that we found in the house for DNA.

Good. Keep me updated.

I will do, ma'am.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Music stops ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

MEL: You're a shit cop.

[ Clicking tongue ]

[ Seabird crying ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

YOUNG SAM: Crocodile.

[ Music stops ]

GINA: Sam.

Sam?

Please.

Sam.

[ Crying ]

Trespassing.

Stolen goods.

Sam...

Gina, please.

[ Line rings ]

GINA: Hiya, this is Gina's phone.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[ Line rings ]

Hiya, this is Gina's phone.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Hiya!

I was missing you.

Fair enough.

She's scary.

-Yeah. Ta-ra. -Ta-ra.

I want the names changed on all the documents,

no later than Friday.

No. No, we know what needs changing.

Just crack on and get it sorted.

I'll come down and sign them.

[ Man coughing ]

I want the insurance policies checked and all.

Have you got the reference numbers?

[ Coughing continues ]

Yeah, that's right.

Anything need looking at, ask the broker.

You're late.

Pardon?

You were supposed to be here half 8:00.

Haven't you got a watch?

-Oh, you're not the nurse. -No, I'm -- I'm with the police.

Still haven't found the bastard that killed my son, then?

Not yet.

Fucking useless.

[ Breathing deeply ]

You don't look old enough to be a copper.

What are you?

I'm a temporary detective constable.

[ Coughing ]

You all right?

Shall I call for help?

[ Coughing continues ]

Look, I'm, uh...

I'm sorry we haven't caught Stevie's killer yet, Mr. Rose.

Whether you find his killer or not,

it's not gonna change the fact he's not coming back.

Patricia keeps saying she wants justice.

But even if she gets it, she won't feel any better.

-[ Coughing ] -I understand that.

My dad died when I was little.

You might have known him.

Gwyn Jenkins.

He drove a lorry for a living.

Got done for transporting stolen goods more than once.

And his daughter became a policewoman.

Poor sod must be spinning in his grave.

Did you know him?

Aye. Our paths crossed.

Nice guy. Reliable.

Did he work for you?

Now and again.

Don't ask me what he did, mind.

-It was a long time ago. -But -- But you remember him?

Sure. I remember your mother too.

What?

How did you meet my mam?

She worked behind the bar in the pub.

Smart piece. Hard not to notice her.

If I ever needed to get hold of your dad, Linda'd let him know.

[ Coughing ]

You sure you can't remember what he did?

How often did he work for you?

PATRICIA: Douglas? Is the nurse here yet?

I think that's your cue to go.

Rhys Morris.

RAY: You little shit.

SAM: You got rid of all my stuff.

We thought you were gone.

Yeah, well, I changed my mind.

You can't stay here.

-It's my house. -Not anymore, not now.

-You can't make me leave, Ray. -You want to bet?

Now, I know what you've been up to.

I know about the women.

You've got a nerve.

I saw the pictures in your yard, Ray.

I saw them.

And I found a stash of gear up in your room.

Watches! Phones!

Stolen out of the warehouse, I reckon. Eh?

Is that what you and Cai were doing

before you screwed my yard?!

Before you got the gun?

Where is it?

I don't know what you're talking [Groans]

-I don't -- -Don't lie to me!

I don't have it anymore. I'm not lying!

Disappear. Pack your stuff again and go.

-Do you hear me? -Ray?

I told you to stay in the car!

-Let him go. -Stay out of this, Linda.

You're hurting him. Aah!

What'd you do that for? I told you to stay out of it.

-Why didn't you listen to me? -Please! Stop.

He was asking for that.

Waltzing back in here wanting to go back to the way things were.

He's not getting another chance. Do you understand me?

I'm finished with him. That's the last.

You've pushed your luck too far this time.

[ Speaking Welsh ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

♪ Whoa oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Whoa oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Whoa oh ♪

♪ Whoa oh ♪

♪ Whoa oh ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

[ Clattering ]

RHYS: They're all empty, Mel.

Are you sure he's still living here?

MEL: I saw him come home last night.

-His mother's just gone. -Just keep looking.

The gun's got to be here somewhere.

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

You left the door open.

Nothing?

Upstairs.

[ Clattering continues ]

[ Knocking on door ]

[ Knocking continues ]

Yeah?

Where's Sam?

What do you want with him?

He's my boyfriend.

Where is he?

That's exactly what we've been wondering, innit?

MEL: Says she's the girlfriend.

RHYS: What? [ Laughs ]

The gimp's got himself a missus, has he?

Didn't think the boy had it in him.

[ Inhales sharply ]

Popped over so he can slip you one, is it?

What are you doing here?

Sam asked us over.

It's what good neighbors are for, eh?

Cup of sugar, water the plants...

Do you know when he'll be back?

Aww. Gagging for it, are you?

Forget it.

Whoa! Slow down, man.

Love a bit of company, don't we, Mel?

MEL: Love it.

Sit.

Got somewhere you need to be, have you?

-Yeah, can't stay long. -Yes, you can.

When Sam turns up, we'll have a pizza,

get a couple of cans and all that.

What's your name, then?

Ela.

MEL: Nice coat.

Where'd you get it?

RHYS: What toppings do you like?

Pineapple?

Sausage?

I wouldn't mind a coat like that.

Let her try it on, El.

No.

Worried it'll look better on me, are you, love?

-I doubt it. -Oh, all right, girls.

There's no need to be like that.

Mel just wants to try it on.

Let her.

♪ Somebody should have told you ♪

♪ If you want to be a soldier ♪

♪ Ain't nobody hold you ♪

♪ Sleeping with a gun ♪

[ Woman singing in Welsh ]