I've lost Evan.
Faith claims he didn't know the firm was in debt and I believe her.
Before he was born, I was seeing someone else.
What if he wasn't a good man, Terry? What if he was a complete bastard?
No good end to this, is there?
Husband goes missing, wife consorting with known criminal.
It's a shoulder holster for a gun.
Gun and ammunition found in woodland where husband recently seen walking.
Erin Glynn got away with murder, didn't she? Jury said not guilty.
And what about her alibi witness? Was she for real?
Your husband owes us £80,000.
Mam, the door's open. Stay there!
Mam! Mam!
POLICE SIREN
Shit.
The holster!
Shit!
KNOCK ON DOOR Hello? Anybody home?
Faith!
Faith?
You all right?
They've been in the bedrooms, too.
Why don't you, erm, step outside for a minute, Mrs Howells?
Bloody hell.
Yeah, come on, love.
Right.
I'll just, erm... Yeah.
Forensics will be along in a minute now.
This can't be a coincidence, not after the break-in at the office.
I don't know, Terry. Sorry.
Oh, you're not wearing your rings.
Your rings.
Erm...
I must... I must have taken them off when I was doing the washing up.
I'll... I'll go and check now. No, no, no.
Sorry. Not while there are people in there.
I can have a look for you, OK?
OK. OK.
Listen, erm...
I need you to be honest with me now, right.
Steve Baldini was in your car
when you drove away from the quarry earlier. Why?
He's a client.
Evan was good to him. He wants to help.
He's a bad man.
Was.
I take it you've told Williams?
Faith, you're family.
He knew that you were out tonight.
I mean, it could have been one of his friends that did this, you know.
If the last couple of days have taught me one thing, Terry,
it's who I can depend on, and guess what? It's Lisa -
a homeless drunk and an ex-con.
Your respectable people, they cross the street to avoid me.
Where are you going now? Somewhere that I'm not going to get judged.
Shit, the bullet.
The bullet.
Go fetch Mrs Howells, please.
She, erm, she went for a drive.
Has anybody seen her rings at all?
What's that? Some of Mr Howells' personal effects.
It's a strange one. TV, stereo, valuables...
All the obvious things are still here.
It does feel more like a rushed search than a burglary, ma'am,
don't you think? I'm not assuming anything.
Go out the front and check the bins.
Yes, ma'am.
I found a holster.
It was hanging outside in the garden.
Baldini.
There's got to be something else.
Right, come on.
BUZZER
Who is it? Erm, Cerys, it's Faith. I need to talk to you.
Faith, it's 2am on a Saturday night.
You know how it is, you find yourself at a loose end
and, erm, I just need a minute.
OK.
DOOR BUZZES OPEN
Oh, Jesus. Hello.
Come in.
I'm afraid we drank all the booze, unless you fancy a Limoncello?
No, thanks. Faith, Natalya.
She's from Latvia.
Hello.
What do you know about Evan's dealings with the Glynns?
What do you mean, dealings? Well, they claim he owes them money.
Oh, search me. I need you to be honest with me, Cerys.
Disappearance, break-in at the office,
and then tonight...tonight, somebody goes to my home
and burgles it, so... I need you to help me, right?
I need you to help me because they've been...
They've gone through my underwear draw.
And they've trampled on Rhodri's engine...! It's fine, babe.
His fire engine, so help me. OK. No, you need to help me!
OK, OK.
I went to see Alpay today.
She claims she knows someone who knows something about Evan. Who?
She wants cash.
Were you going to tell me this?
I wanted to make sure there was nothing weird going on. Are you taking the piss?!
Two burglaries, a disappearance, some weird cars creeping about outside my house.
That's everyday run-of-the-mill stuff, that is! Jesus Christ!
What are you going to do?
I don't know.
I don't bloody know.
I know this is crap timing, Faith, but I need to know where I stand.
I'm serious. If the firm's finished, I've got to make plans.
I can't last another month. I'm skint.
I go to the police, they'll be all over that case.
They'll pick through every detail, all your notes, everything.
Are you...
Are you prepared to live with that?
I got rid of them.
Oh, well, that's all right, then.
That's absolutely fine. That's great.
So, when did you do that?! The other day.
I thought the police would turn up any minute, I didn't want to get dragged into anything, all right?
So you assumed Evan disappearing
was linked to the trial of Erin Glynn.
The Reardons are a dangerous bunch, Faith. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And you and Evan got her off with a corrupt witness. No, no!
There was no proof of that. We were just doing our jobs. Oh, bullshit!
Bullshit.
Cerys.
OK.
OK, OK, OK.
I'm just going to have to find out what the hell's going on here.
I'm going to find out. I've just got to find out.
You're going to have to give me some time.
Bye, Natalya.
No, no, it's great.
Yeah, I can't wait.
KNOCK ON DOOR Thanks. will do.
OK, speak soon. Bye, Saran. Bye
Yeah? There's a man asking for you. He's very insistent.
I sent him into the conference room. OK.
Mr Glynn. How can I help you?
I'm still waiting for those contracts you promised.
Erm...
I should have drafts in a couple of days.
Busy, are you?
These technical issues, they take a little more thought. It's not straightforward...
I'm not cutting you in on my business
to be taken for granted, Evan.
You work for me, I expect to see sweat.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Tea or coffee for either of you? No, we're fine, thanks, Delyth.
Thank you. OK.
The Reardons want compensation for Paddy.
This came from Dublin. Shane Patrick, the boss.
Half a million.
What do you think?
My advice to you would be, take this to the police.
When I die, I prefer to have a head stone.
You?
Dewi, this really isn't my area of expertise.
My professional advice stands. This is blackmail.
I told them you'd be in touch.
I want a deal, Evan. One we can all live with.
I saw your wife in town.
She'll be expecting any day soon.
Next week.
Well, you better get a move on.
You'll be wanting some family time.
What you looking at?
Erm...
I'm working.
At four in the morning?
Why don't you go back to bed?
And I'll be up in a minute.
You used to talk to me.
You used to listen.
You can sleep on the sofa.
He had an empty file in the office.
Pederson Plant. Ring any bells?
There was an old boy called Ifor Pederson who dealt in plant.
But he died about eight years ago.
This was a new file.
And who would he have been meeting in a lap-dancing club?
I want to believe that he's a good man.
Has to be the Glynns. Has to be!
He had a gun, Steve. He had...
..a gun!
He was being hounded for money by somebody
who'd already got away with murder. Why? Why should...?
Why? Why couldn't he have...
Why couldn't he have told me?
There's nothing harder than letting down people you love, is there?
SHE SIGHS
I wish I could just stay here.
I've got to go to work in a minute.
None of this is your fault, Faith.
I've got to get some sleep.
PHONE RINGS
Hello? Hello, is this Dr Alpay? Yes. How may I help?
I've got, erm, the most horrendous toothache, and I was just...
Well, I was wondering if there was any chance
of getting to see you today.
Weekend emergency is £100 plus normal fees.
£100...? OK, I guess.
1:30pm. Name, please.
Edwards... Helen Edwards.
Thank you.
Shit and bollocks.
Oh, shit and bollocks. Shit and bollocks. Shit, shit, shit!
KNOCK ON DOOR
Come in.
Forensics confirmed there are no usable prints.
Whoever it was knew what they were doing.
What do you think a woman like Faith Howells sees in Baldini?
Danger?
She'll never cash in the life insurance without a body.
I want you to follow her.
Best not mention it to Terry.
PHONE RINGS
DOORBELL RINGS
Mrs Howells? Yes.
Huw Parry. Detective Chief Inspector, Swansea CID.
I'm a friend of Tom's and I'd like to help.
OK.
OK, come in.
I'm, erm, here as a friend, Mrs Howells.
Friend of the family.
Tom is worrying that Evan might have done something
he shouldn't have.
Financially.
He told me in strictest confidence. We met at the yacht club.
Oh, God, you're not in the Freemasons, are you?
I wouldn't want to see him in any trouble, if you catch my drift. No, not really.
One of the virtues of living in a small community like this is,
we help each other.
But, you know, if you prefer...
No, sorry. I'm sorry. Just, erm, carry on.
There was a phone call the morning he left.
One of your daughters told Tom.
What do you know about that, Mrs Howells?
No more than you.
I can't help you if you don't help me.
I have to be careful not to tread on Susan's toes. Susan? Who's Susan?
DI Williams. Susan?
I'll get my officers to do what they can.
Evan was a special man, Mrs Howells,
and I want you to know that I'm going to work as hard as I can to...
MOBILE RINGS Sorry, I better take this.
Hey, Delyth. Everything OK?
Yeah. Oh, come on, Delyth.
It's Sunday. I just want to spend some time with the kids.
Why... What?
Why can't Cerys do it, then?
Hey, hello. Hello! I know how much shit we are in, OK, Delyth?
Yeah, well, just... Just send me the address, then, all right?
Goodbye.
I've got a few things to sort out before I pick up the kids.
OK? Course.
Yeah, they're fine.
Don't hurry.
Faith...
What we talked about...
You won't say anything to Tom, will you?
Well, maybe you should grow a pair, Marion, and tell him yourself.
You'd feel better for it, trust me.
See you later.
Bloody cheek.
Mr Davies!
Hello. Faith Howells.
Your daughter phoned my office.
She said the landlord wanted you out of the premises
by the end of the month.
Well, erm, yes. Well, so he says.
Erm, I'd like to take a look at the paperwork, if I may?
I... I don't want to be a bother.
No, you're not, you're not. Let's see what we can do for you, OK?
All right, then.
OK, erm, I'll just get my basket. All right.
This is a lovely garden, Mr Davies. Lovely.
Keeps me off the streets! SHE LAUGHS
This is a life tenancy, Mr Davies.
Eh? This is a life tenancy.
You're sitting pretty. You're not going anywhere.
These letters that, erm, what's-his-name's been sending you?
Watkins. Watkins. Well, he's just trying his luck to see if he can
get rid of you for a couple of quid. There we go, look.
This was the deal. Right.
They paid you pittance for 40 years
but they guaranteed a roof over your head until the day you died.
See, that's how tied cottages worked.
But if he wants to get rid of me so badly...
..well, there's no peace to be had here any more.
Well, he's a bully and he's stupid with it.
You leave him to me, OK?
OK. OK.
I'll talk to his solicitor first thing.
Erm...
But, erm... What about the letters?
Harassment's a crime, Mr Davies.
He can back off or he can see me in court.
OK?
OK. OK.
THEY LAUGH
Erm, look, erm...
Let me get you something from the garden
to take home with you, yes? No... Strawberries, maybe?
Strawberries.
Scumbag.
CHILDREN PLAYING IN DISTANCE
CAMERA CLICKS
Come through, Mrs Edwards.
Sit down, please.
First time here? Yes.
So...
..Mrs Edwards, tell me where it hurts. Just back here.
When was your last check-up? Erm...
A long time? Uh-huh.
Ah, yes, I see a cavity.
Aww! Sorry.
I'll numb that for you now.
No, I'm not going to have... It's fine. It's OK.
I won't have anything done today. It's OK.
Just relax.
I can wait outside, all right? Shh.
OK?
I know why you're here, Mrs Howells.
You want to know where Evan is.
I can help you.
But the price is 20,000 cash.
You know where he is? Maybe.
Your husband was involved with some...
..bad people. Yeah, I know that.
What did he call himself?
Oh, you mean Alec?
Alec Fenton?
I heard him answer his phone.
You can trust me, Faith.
I want to help.
Just tell me, is he alive or is he dead?
Nice and wide, please.
DRILL BUZZES
Yeah, I got 'em, ta.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Erm, ma'am, I think you should take a look at these.
Evan's criminal cases over the last year.
I mean, these aren't pleasant people he's been dealing with.
What do you see there, Constable, hm?
Evidence.
Not enough to prove a crime's been committed,
but all pointing in one direction and it keeps coming.
It's Sunday. Go home to your wife.
Yes, ma'am.
CAMERA CLICKS
Well, that was good timing. Just in time for tea.
Hey, look who's here.
Hi, Mam. Hello! Hi, Mam. Picked fresh this morning.
Hello, hello!
Hello, hello, hello, hello!
Hello, big boy.
Have you got a cwtch for me? Have you got a cwtch for me?
You haven't, have you? Oh, bye-bye, then.
Look at you, superhero!
Mam!
Come on, girls. Come on, we've got to put on our pyjamas.
You'll remember to lock all the doors, Mam?
Mm-hm.
Yeah, of course. Now, I've told you to stop worrying, Megs, OK?
We're perfectly safe.
Grandpa doesn't think so.
Well, old people, they like to worry, don't they?
Don't take any notice.
OK, how is that?
Into bed, please.
Mammy? Yeah.
Why was Granny asking so many questions today?
What kind of questions, darling?
She asked if you and Dad have been shouting at each other.
Well, we haven't, have we?
Are you and Daddy getting a divorce?
No! No, no, no, no.
Me and your dad love each other round the world and back again, OK?
And we love all of you very, very, very much.
If I was you, I'd get into bed now, stop worrying,
and just go to sleep, right?
OK?
Good night and stop worrying.
Good night, you.
Stop worrying.
Hello, Mammy's beautiful boy.
Love you.
I'll leave the door open.
Oh, shit.
PHONE RINGS
Hello, Evan. I'm his wife.
Who are you? How do you know my husband?
Hello?
LINE GOES DEAD
PHONE RINGS
Dr Alpay?
Faith Howells.
Screw you.
Yes, that's right. Bye-bye.
Right, girls, school. Come on!
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on. Stop eating, you.
Stop eating!
SHE LAUGHS
Mrs Howells. Good morning. Good morning.
I'm sorry. Several clients have been late settling their accounts
and, in my absence, things have not been running
as efficiently as they should have. I see.
But I'm back now with a plan to get us back on our feet.
Remortgaging our family home should clear the firm's overdraft,
and all we'll need in the meantime is a small extension
just to cover this month's outgoings.
As the bank also holds our mortgage, it should be a straightforward...
Straightforward transaction. The mortgage is in joint names...
Mm-hm. ..so you'll have to have your husband's signature.
Well, there didn't seem to be a problem
extending the firm's overdraft with just his signature.
I can't see why you wouldn't reduce it with just mine.
You both signed for the overdraft, Mrs Howells. I have it here.
Erm...
Yeah, erm, that is your signature, isn't it?
So, yes, there...there, yes, it is.
There has got to be a way of doing this without Evan.
I'm afraid it's been taken out of my hands. Please.
You'll receive a letter tomorrow...
..and you'll have to pay up within seven days.
Cerys, I need a word.
Delyth, fix me an appointment with Lloyd & Lloyd to discuss John Davies.
Tell them it's urgent.
Hey, Rhods!
How's Natalya? Fine.
Is this going to take long? I'm meant to be in court.
You asked me on Saturday night what I was going to do.
The bank has given me a week to save the firm and I will do everything -
everything I can possibly do to do that,
but I can't do it on my own.
So, erm, Cerys, you need to tell me what you want to do.
If you see your future here or do we just cut our losses and...
..and focus on finding Evan?
OK, that makes things... I'm in, on one condition.
You're as honest with me as I'll be with you. I like to gamble.
I've had boyfriends and girlfriends but the only time I ever tried it on with Evan I was drunk.
By the way, he behaved like the perfect gentleman.
I don't do drugs often, I don't steal,
but if justice requires me to bend the rules to win, I will.
Now, I've got to go. You can save your confession till later.
Ah, Faith. I was so sorry to hear about Evan.
Is there any news? Not yet.
I was against him in court just a fortnight ago.
Always one for the underdog, like you.
Your client, Alun Watkins. Yes, good man.
Family's been with us for three generations.
John Davies is staying put. His decision is final.
£12,000 isn't to be sneezed at. It means nothing to him.
There is the matter of the adjoining land.
It doesn't form part of the demise.
45 years of uninterrupted use.
I don't rate your chances in court.
Court? Yes.
Honestly? Mh-hm.
Now, how would he be able to afford to take us to court?
He has understanding lawyers.
Sentimental ones. Ones that care about justice.
Ones that won't see an innocent man hounded out of his home.
£50,000, final offer.
Your client doesn't want the cottage, he wants his own way. He can't have it.
And no more letters or I'll summons him for harassment.
You've lost none of your passion, Mrs Howells. Mm.
OK.
All offers are withdrawn.
Thank you.
I'm grateful.
Yes, get me Alun Watkins.
Come on.
Let me.
Are you sure? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
OK. Just need two thumbs for a minute.
Hello! Thank you.
He's a bit heavy.
You have a lovely boy, Mrs Howells.
Yeah, I had dealings with your husband.
You're a client of my husband's? Not exactly.
I'm sorry, I'm Faith. I didn't catch your name.
I'm Gael. Gael Reardon.
Yeah, Paddy's widow.
And I appreciated Evan was just doing his job. He's a good man.
What can I do for you? Erm, Evan and I had a deal.
I'm just here to complete my side of the bargain.
What kind of deal? He ordered something from me.
Go ahead, check it.
3kg of best Columbian.
Hey.
Is something wrong? Give me my son back, please.
Give me my child back, please.
He's the spit of his dad, isn't he?
I don't know what you think you're doing. I want you to go away now.
My invoice.
120,000. Bank transfer is fine.
You seriously think I'm not going to go to the police with this?!
Well, you could, Mrs Howells, but consider the consequences.
I married into a big and powerful family
that has a very long reach.
If you take me on, you're going to have to become a protected witness.
You and your children will have to move to a new town, new identities,
cut-off from the people you love.
Always looking over your shoulder. Don't threaten me.
I'll make you a gesture of goodwill...
..and mind this while you arrange payment.
Nice to meet you at last.
Oh, and I do hope Evan hasn't come to any harm.
Have you heard from him?
It's good of you to see me, Mrs Reardon.
Have a seat.
I'm, erm...
..sure you're aware of the letter your late husband's brother
sent to my clients, the Glynns.
I thought it was very fair, didn't you,
seeing as that girl shot him down in cold blood?
With respect, that's not what a jury decided.
I was watching you very carefully, Mr Howells.
You didn't believe that alibi witness any more than I did.
The fact is, my client would like to reach...
..acceptable terms, which means...
..allowing their business to prosper alongside yours.
And what business would that be, exactly?
200,000 is a more reasonable offer.
400,000. 250,000 is their limit.
And what if I refuse? I would advise you not to.
I like you.
I think you are a clever and resourceful man,
wasted on those people.
400,000.
I'll, erm...
I'll talk to them.
And maybe when this is settled, you and I should talk.
Good.
I look forward to that very much.
Goodbye, Evan.
Goodbye.
DOORBELL RINGS
Special delivery!
Jeez, babes.
I come in peace.
Do you know what? It's looking pretty good for a crime scene.
Come on, you haven't touched your fizz. In a minute.
So, who do the police think it was?
Erm, they don't know.
What did they take?
Who?
The burglars, who do you think?
Not a lot.
So, it wasn't like a normal burglary, then?
Were they looking for something?
Were they trying to scare you, or...?
Faith, I'm trying to get you to share.
Come here.
Come here, Faith.
Right...
..you going to tell me what's going on?
DOORBELL RINGS
Oh, God, what now?
I've got the kids to put to bed and everything.
Hey, do you know what? You sort the kids out, I'll get that.
Right, OK. Are you sure? Yeah, yeah.
OK.
Hi.
Can I help you?
I'm a friend of Faith's. Well, client mostly. Steve. Is she about?
Mam, stop it.
Ah, she's busy. Never mind.
Hang on.
Local? No, I just got stuck here.
Kids? One. Little girl.
Faith got me access. She's a life-saver.
So that's how you know her, is it?
Well, I knew Evan first, mind.
He got me off a conspiracy to rob.
MOBILE RINGS
Hello. Faith's phone.
No, sorry, she's busy at the moment.
Yeah, I'll pass that on.
No problem.
Look, Steve...
I'm sure you're a lovely guy, but Faith really doesn't need
another bloke prowling round right now.
I'm just helping her to look into things.
Your pants?
Oh, come on, new shirt, new jeans,
and you can't tell me your Calvins aren't fresh out of the box.
You're a good friend.
Tell her I'm around if she needs me.
Where's Steve?
Took the hint and left.
He definitely wants to shag you, though, babe.
Oh, for God's sake, Lisa. He's a really nice guy.
Yeah, nice guys have willies too, you know?
Right...
..are you going to tell me what's going on?
It's loads worse than I thought.
Loads.
Hey.
Evan, he's been a...
..shit.
Shit.
TEXT ALERT Shit. Shit. Shit.
I'll check that for you. Shit.
It's Steve.
"Alpay works for the Glynns. She might be telling the truth. S."
Who's Alpay?
A dentist.
With fish.
Right.
Some woman called too, something about a tractor, by the way.
What? Yeah, something about a garden being ripped up.
Her dad?
No. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Erm, you...
You're going to have to look after the children for me. I have to go.
I have to go, Lisa.
Lisa, thank you.
Bethan?
Not today, not today, not today, not today.
Keep it together.
TV ON
BANGING ON DOOR
Your girlfriend still owes us 80K, Steve.
She hasn't got it.
If she wants her kids to have a mother,
she'd better try harder.
John!
John, it's Faith.
John?
John, it's Faith.
It's Faith.
I'm so sorry.
SHE SOBS
I'm so sorry.
# Lay me in the water Wash my sins away
# Forgive, forget
# Somewhere near redemption but I'm not there yet
# Lay hands on me
# You will be the boy that will be there singing
# All roads will lead
# Back to the beginning where you still believe
# Oh, the river runs forever
# Never reaching home
# And I will wallow in the undertow
# Never let go, never let go
# Still have faith in me
# Never let go, never let go
# You are not alone
# Never let go of me. #