Faith Howells.
Maybe we should start with you, Mr. Howells.
I see that you've agreed Mrs. Howells
will keep the family house until the youngest is 18.
Yeah, well, I don't want the kids to lose their home.
And ideally, you'd like to share custody 50/50.
I'm just trying to be practical.
Faith is busy setting up a new company.
You live with your mother?
Temporarily. But I hope to have a place of my own very soon.
50/50 is a very common arrangement
amongst two working parents.
What's your views, Mrs. Howells?
I held my family together when Evan went missing.
I protected and cared for them
while he was facing investigation and trial.
When he was in prison, I could have cut him out of our lives,
but I didn't.
I never would.
There's never been any question
of him harming or neglecting the children.
Oh, no.
And do you have any such concerns?
If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't have had a home.
I've never stopped loving you, Faith.
Any of you.
What arrangement do you suggest, Mrs. Howells?
The kids can cope with what we have,
every other weekend.
Can we try and move beyond that?
We are here to try and find a compromise.
Well, compromise doesn't work, does it?
I'll be off.
♪ Cold ♪
Faith. -Thank you.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ And, oh ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ Look what it cost, look what it cost ♪
♪ And, oh ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ But it wasn't mine, wasn't yours ♪
♪ Though we thought that it was ♪
♪ Please ♪
♪ See my face when you breathe ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm only halfway gone ♪
♪ Like the dawn ♪
♪ Maybe if we just hold on ♪
♪ We'll be reborn ♪
♪ And, oh ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ Look what it cost, look what it cost ♪
♪ And, oh ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ It wasn't mine, wasn't yours ♪
♪ Though we thought that it was ♪
My job is to write a report for the judge.
I know. My mum told me.
Right.
Well, what I'd like you to tell me
is how much time you'd like to spend
with each of your parents, if it were up to you.
Well, how do you feel about spending one week with your mum
and the next week with your dad, for example?
Don't mind.
Do you like being with Dad?
And would you like to spend any more time with him?
I wish -- I wish he could come back to our house.
Mike Taylor.
Seriously?
Okay, how old is he? 14.
14. Alright, well,
what we'll need to do is take down the case notes,
take down your details, uh, Osian's details,
and we might need to speak to him, uh --
Can I have a word, please?
-Yeah, two minutes. -Uh...
Mike Taylor, new client.
It's his son, Osian. He's got a brain tumor.
Look, they were gonna operate tomorrow,
but now they're saying they won't.
Not without a court order.
He -- He lost his wife in June.
Cancer. What are the odds?
It's a big case.
We've got too many clients relying on us.
But we cannot turn him away, Faith.
How can we?
Faith?
You take his instructions.
I'll take care of our other hearings in the morning.
Are you in?
I've got to get the kids to Evan.
Faith...
I need your help.
Mike, you want to come back inside?
Good luck.
Shit.
Rose?
I heard life's not been treating you too kindly, Steve.
Oh, a few knock-backs, that's all.
Nothing I can't put right.
You know how it is, starting a new business.
Motorbikes.
Yeah. Vintage.
Collectors' items.
Do you want to buy one?
This hair costs £300 a time.
I've come to put some work your way.
A former business associate
is holding on to some money she owes me.
I thought you might like to collect it.
Mmm, well, I appreciate the offer,
but, uh, that's not my line anymore.
I'd like to see you back on your feet, Steve.
How does 20 sound, on delivery?
Who is she?
Your old boss.
-Gael?
She's locked up in Ireland.
Well, she was previously.
But the Irish authorities used her
to put a whole Reardon clan behind bars
and then, in their wisdom, turned her loose on the world.
She killed a man.
Self-defense, apparently.
She turned up in Swansea about six months ago.
I was stupid enough to extend her a loan.
She was stupid enough not to pay it back.
The details are all in here.
Why did she come to you?
She can hardly go to a bank.
I've taken a cottage along the coast.
I thought I'd sound out the area.
See if it appeals.
Call me when you've collected.
Come on, Rhods, Mamgu is waiting.
Hiya, darling.
Good luck with your maths, baby.
Come on, Rhods.
Come on.
Alys?
Come on.
Love you.
I missed you.
Miss you, too.
Don't I get a hug?
They're tough kids, you know.
Tougher than you think. And they'll...
they'll get through this.
We'll look at it like this, okay.
Even if Evan had them half the time,
he wouldn't be able to cope, not even with his mum's help.
I mean, I still --
I still can't get my head 'round that one.
Uh, do you know what?
Two weeks, right.
The divorce will be through.
Kids custody battle, sorted.
And you, you'll be free.
And you are definitely
coming to one of my supper clubs, alright.
No excuses. 'Cause I...
Oh, I've got some brilliant people
on the guest list now, right.
Kind, solvent,
and, uh, listen, all of them under 80.
-Not for me, thank you. Oh, come on, babe.
You can't be single --
-Oh, my gosh.
-Alright. I'm fine. -You're okay.
-I'm fine. I'm fine. -Yeah, you're fine.
Of course you are. You're absolutely fine.
Okay, that's just hurt my knee.
-I'm fine. -Yeah, and I'll take this.
Oh, don't now.
-Hey? -And that.
-Seriously? -Yes, seriously.
What's going on with you?
You gonna tell me?
You're completely off your nuts, aren't you?
-Come on. -Oh. Oh, come on.
Get on there.
Ah! Oh, my gosh.
I'm not even tired but I'm starving.
Oh, ow.
Hey, Megs?
-Come here.
What's the matter?
Can't sleep?
Why don't you tell me all about it?
I don't know what's going to happen.
Oh.
I'm gonna look after you, that's what.
And your mum is, too.
You know I wish we could all be together.
Sometimes, things aren't meant to be.
But you know I love you.
And your mum.
I'll always love her.
Forever and ever.
Let's get you back to bed.
We've got to be up early in the morning.
Come on.
Okay, Rose. What have we got?
1-8-0-2.
Stand back.
You won't get hurt.
Hey?
Hello?
Evan, is that you?
Meg?
Meggy?
And what time was this?
Okay. Do you know how much is missing?
Blimey. And you say the safe was...
Have you got CCTV?
Well, it's a start.
No, I've just arrived. Send it over to me now.
Got enough bags?
-Bye, Dad. -Bye. Mwah!
Hey, here.
Don't tell your mother.
Go on.
Faith's got a hearing in the family court.
No idea how long that one will take.
Gareth. -Just taking some bloods.
I kept an eye on him. He's fine.
This is my solicitor. -Cerys Jones.
-Senior oncology nurse? -I'm Gareth James. Hi.
Yeah, I need to speak to Osian's surgeon. Urgently.
He'll be going into theater.
His next round's later this afternoon.
No, no, no, no. Urgently. Now.
I'll page him for you, now.
Thank you.
-He's alright. -Hospitals are all the same.
You only get what you ask for.
It's the chemo.
Takes it out of him.
Yes, hang on.
Yeah, Evan, yes.
I've got a favor to ask. -Huh?
Megs is not well enough to go into school.
She was sick at the gate.
What, again?
Look, I've got to get to court. I'm late.
Yeah, I've got meetings, as well, and Mum is out.
I'll tell you what.
Pull your bloody finger out and be a dad. Okay?
-Faith.
Shit.
Uh, well, Mummy's busy.
Shall we go and see if Grandpa's busy?
Professor Rhys? -Hmm?
Cerys Jones, solicitor.
I represent Michael Taylor, Osian's father.
I understand that you're refusing to operate.
This'll have to wait till my rounds.
I'm due in theater in two minutes.
Yeah, yeah, Osian's about to die.
Uh, I'm instructing an expert witness.
It would be helpful to know your position
before we commence legal action.
Osian has an advanced tumor of the thalamus.
Yes, I understand that, Professor Rhys.
The multidisciplinary team has concluded
that surgery carries a 90% chance of death.
-Right, with all due respect -And an almost 100% chance that
-our expert thinks differently. -during what life he would
have left, he would be severely and distressingly brain-damaged.
Our advice is to make him as comfortable as possible.
Is that clear enough?
Perfectly clear. Thank you.
Hi. I'm back.
Prosecution averted, one happy client.
Well done. You're on a roll.
Megs. Not in school?
-Dad thinks it's a bug. Oh.
Evan's at a meeting with Mansell Homes.
And I need to talk to you.
Are you feeling well enough to make Grandpa a cup of coffee?
I'm not giving you sugar.
Okay, come on, then.
Tell you what, I'll have a splash of milk.
-Is that alright? -Yeah.
We've had some bad news from Costal Shore Finance.
They're going.
They don't like Evan working for the firm,
even as a paralegal.
-I've known Dafydd for years. -Put yourself in their shoes.
All you promised Evan was a stop-gap.
It's been nearly a year.
-I'll see what his plans are. -Okay.
Now, you are looking particularly beautiful,
if I may say so.
-Tom, I am meant to be working. -One more, one more, one more?
-No, no, she's going to -- -One more, one more.
Get back. No, stop.
Stop it! No more.
Judge Owens?
Come.
Oh, this door. Ah!
Thank you.
-Oh.
Well done.
You've had quite a run of success
since setting up your own firm.
Thank you.
But when I've ruled in your favor,
I often feel that I'm doing so unwillingly.
In spite of you.
Judge?
These are courts of law, Mrs. Howells.
Not forums for you to indulge in histrionics.
I will not tolerate any more
of your ridiculous emotional outbursts.
Is that clear?
Yes, perfectly clear.
Good.
Then I shall look forward to more moderate behavior
when we meet next.
Thank you, Mrs. Howells.
He hasn't said he won't operate,
just that he and his team don't advise it.
Look, we've got Professor Wynn coming this afternoon
to give her view, and then we decide on next steps.
He's not gonna take the risks.
I've been through all this with my wife.
Every surgeon's got to publish their stats.
Hey, did I just see Susan Williams here?
Uh, yeah.
-She's my sister-in-law. Hmm.
Hiya. -Hiya.
Look, I'm his father. I know what's best.
I haven't got to explain to you.
I understand this, Mike.
But it's always best to get a second opinion.
Cerys, a word, please. -Yeah, two seconds.
Are you sure about this?
It's, uh, um...
No, no, no, no, we can't -- we can't do this.
Neither of us can do this.
Right, are you out of your tiny mind?
We -- We've got to be practical, okay.
The firm, it's -- it's --
The practice is only five months old.
It's -- Every client is -- is --
Yeah, alright, Faith. But hang on.
No, no. Every client is precious, okay.
And if we start palming them off for this one-off case,
-then we are... -Palming them off?
Osian could be dead within weeks, less even.
What, you're happy to just leave things as they are?
Have you seen our diary, have you?
Have you seen that we are not the lawyers
that they need here, Cerys.
Right, hang on a minute. A kid is dying.
And you are talking about the diary.
Out with it, Faith. What is going on?
Huh?
-What is it? -Nothing. Nothing.
-Bullshit. Bullshit. -Nothing's --
Okay, well, um...
Okay.
When Mike was doing a bit of work for us.
This -- This was before Alys was born, by the way.
He, uh -- He --
He made a pass at me.
And, uh, I nearly -- I nearly --
I wouldn't, and I would never do it.
-I mean, I would never do that. -You and him.
-What do you mean, me and him? -You shagged Mike.
I did not shag him, Cerys.
Faith! You had a quickie with the chippy.
I didn't have a quickie with any chippy.
Like a million other desperate women,
and you're still feeling shame.
Don't worry about it, babe.
What do you want, forgiveness?
I forgive you.
-I didn't shag him. -I don't care.
-I didn't. -I don't care.
Can we please start acting like lawyers?
Fine. I'm running the case.
You can do what you want.
Yeah. Alright.
Mike, I'll call you, okay.
-Excuse me. -Yes?
Sorry, I, um...
Osian's dad lost his wife not long ago.
Right, and?
I've been here long enough to know
that sometimes you'd be surprised
lightning does strike twice.
Okay, so what would your advice be?
Just give up and go home?
I don't have to see this every day.
So, while that little boy's still alive,
I'm living in hope.
Is that okay with you?
Good.
Hello?
Ah, it's you again.
Well, if you're gonna keep phoning me,
do you want to hear a joke?
Hmm?
What does a witch have on the beach?
Hmm?
A "sand-witch."
Ha?
Come on, come on.
I know you like that one. That's all I got, buddy.
Tough crowd.
Susan.
Oh, a Triumph.
I used to ride pillion on one of those.
Five grand to you.
Four and a half cash.
There was a break-in
at Cindy's gym and spa last night.
You wouldn't happen to know anything about it?
Got the intruder on camera.
He looks a lot like you.
You're wasting your time.
Where were you between 11:00 and 1:00 last night?
Does this need to go any further?
Depends.
I was with someone.
She's married.
Tires on your truck are bald.
I need to -- I need to find a way to deal with this.
It's not your fault, Evan.
Those people...
They surprise me.
Astound me with their attitudes.
They really have.
So shallow...
Your work with Mansell Homes has been terrific.
Thanks.
I'll be able to go it alone soon,
as a property consultant.
Well that's -- that's -- that's really promising.
-Great. -It all helps
with the kids' custody hearing, as well.
Megan's suffering. I'm really worried about her.
-Dad. Wouldn't every other
weekend do for now?
Every day I'm not with them...
There's life beyond all this, I promise you.
I'll look after Costal Shores Finances.
And you concentrate on Mansell Homes.
Yeah?
It's all there.
I hear there was an incident.
According to the local press, she's still alive.
She was run over in the street outside.
I didn't know.
These things happen.
Down-payment.
There's one more thing I need you to do.
You'll be glad to know it's legal.
On your bellies as quickly as you can,
your feet straight out, right?
Now in one motion, right,
your arms straight out in front of you,
-then pull -- pull back.
Hang on, hang on, hang on, hang on.
That's it, keep going. That's it, that's it.
-Good, good, good, good. Arthur.
-It's Evan. -Evan, what's up?
You haven't -- you haven't happened
to have heard or seen from Alys, have you?
She wasn't on her bus.
Pass. Sorry, mate.
-She hasn't texted or called? No.
Tell you what, though. I think, uh...
I think she's got a new boyfriend.
A boyfriend?
Who?
Lewis, his name is. He's a nice lad.
But he's a... He's a bit of a tearaway.
Lewis who?
Where does he live?
Pendine. Look, I'll tell you what.
I know his brother.
I-I-I'll give him a call if you want.
Just -- Just sit tight, alright?
-No, Arthur? -Alright, ta-ra.
That's it, right. Keep going like that.
With the arms, right. Five minutes, five minutes.
I'll be back now. It's good for your arms, right?
Our expert thinks they're being too cautious.
He claims to have performed several procedures successfully
-like Osian's case. -Hey, Megs.
Faith, are you listening to a word I'm saying?
Listen, has Alys said anything to you about this boyfriend?
No.
Megan?
-Megan Howells, tell me -- -That's her. Thank God.
-Told you, didn't I? -Hi.
Hi? Is that all you got to say, is it?
I know where you've been. I've spoken to Arthur.
Didn't get on the bus.
You didn't call because you were
too busy riding around on the back
of your 15 ear-old boyfriend's scooter,
which is completely illegal and bastard, bastard,
bastard, bastard stupid. -Listen to yourself.
-What?! Swearing again.
What were you doing when you were 14, Mam?
I beg your pardon? -I bet it wasn't crochet.
What did you just say?
Exactly. What did you just say?
You better come down here and say sorry for that.
'Cause that is completely outrageous.
You come down here now, Alys Howells,
and you say you're sorry.
Say sorry.
Sorry.
I've never crocheted in my life.
I know the timing couldn't be any worse.
But cases like this, Faith, are once in a career,
if you're lucky.
All Mike wants is for his son to get every chance.
And I can't do it without you.
So it's your call.
Want me to put the kids to bed?
-Give you a chance to think? -No, thank you.
Then sleep.
Let's talk in the morning.
Don't worry about Alys.
When I was 14, I was bloody...
I won't tell you.
You'll have nightmares.
See you tomorrow.
You sit there.
Everything's under control.
Ow, bloody hell.
These shoes...
Oh, hi. Thanks.
Lovely, thanks, babe.
Yeah.
Okay.
Lisa Connors...
you can bloody well do this.
Good evening, Ladies and gentlemen!
Hello and welcome to all our new faces.
And now for those of you who haven't been before,
and well -- and for those of you who -- who have
and don't remember a thing about it,
then, I'll be...
Well, I'll be banging my gong
twice during the evening, alright,
and this -- this is the cue for our lovely gentlemen
amongst us to move two, okay?
Two to the left. Okay?
Now if you're getting on so famously, and well,
you can't bear to be parted,
then this will be your opportunity
to swap numbers, okay?
Right, there we are then.
Right, without further ado,
now then, ladies and gentleman,
your...
Well, your dinner awaits.
Come on, take a seat.
Don't be shy. There we are.
Okay. Lovely.
There you are. That's lovely for you there.
Great.
Who's, um... There's a space here,
There you are.
Lovely to see you again, eh?
Better luck this night, innit, eh?
Gentlemen there, lovely.
Have a little chat. Great.
Now then.
Keep your hands off the gong there, okay?
There we go.
Round we go.
Two spaces to your left, men!
There you are, round you go.
Lovely. Bye!
There we are.
Come on then. Round you go.
Come on. Round there.
Oh, no, not there. There -- over there I think.
Oh, Susan.
There you are.
You sit by there. Lovely.
It's such a -- -Oh, no, don't.
-No one to move. -It's such a great idea.
This is just a lovely -- lovely evening.
-Thank you. -No, it's lovely.
Thank you. It's excellent.
It's just I think you should be, um,
catering more for,
-like, same sex...
Sorry. -Oh, my God.
It's fine.
H-Hello. Hi, hi.
Yeah, I booked a taxi about, um, 10 minutes ago,
and, um, it doesn't seem to have turned up yet.
Oh, hang on. Yeah, hang on. They might be here now.
Are you Lisa?
Hi.
Okay.
Yeah?
You again, is it?
So there's an Englishman, Irishman, Welshman...
♪ A certain smile♪
♪ A certain face♪
♪ Can lead an unsuspecting heart♪
♪ On a merry chase♪
♪ A fleeting glance♪
♪ Can say so many lovely things♪
♪ Suddenly you know why♪ -Shh, shh!
♪ Fairies sing♪
-Shhhhh! -♪ You love awhile...♪
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You go.
Are you okay? -Hi, Lewis!
-Out! -Mam!
Now!
I hate you.
Out!
You're a heartless bitch!
-Hope you know that.
Up to bed please, I'll be there now.
-You watch yourself.
♪ A certain smile♪
♪ A certain face♪
♪ Can lead an unsuspecting heart♪
♪ On a merry chase♪
♪ A fleeting glance♪
♪ Can say so many lovely things♪
♪ Suddenly you know why fairies sing♪
♪ You love awhile♪
♪ And when love goes♪
♪ You try to hide the tears inside ♪
♪ With a cheerful pose ♪
♪ But in the hush of night ♪
♪ Exactly like a bittersweet refrain ♪
♪ Comes that certain smile ♪
♪ To haunt your heart again ♪
We're gonna take you down for another MRI
in a few minutes, if that's okay.
Oh, I hate that thing. What if I don't want to?
Well, then, I guess we'd just have to wrestle.
I'd smash a chair over your head.
Well, then I'd smack you with a trolley.
You wouldn't get off the floor.
I'd have curb stomped you.
Oh, that is dirty!
Too bad. Life's not fair.
Sometimes you've got to do what it takes.
The lawyer called.
She wants to see you later.
Said I'd see how you're feeling.
Want to talk about it?
I've just completed the sale
of a 10 acre building plot
for Mansell Homes.
Now, I reckon they'll get 30 houses on site,
maybe more if they're lucky.
And within the next few weeks,
I hope to clinch a deal on an even bigger plot,
plus all the conveyancing work that goes with it.
Whereabouts is the plot?
It's, uh, five miles north of Abercorran.
Really nice spot.
I had a call from Kathy Bancroft,
Mansell's MD, who's indicated,
if I can deliver on the other deals,
then she might consider hiring me full-time.
Now I know that means less money coming directly into Howells,
but I would, of course, guarantee
all the conveyancing work would come through the firm.
That sounds positive, Evan. Well done.
Excuse me.
Nice work.
Hey, Mike.
Um, Cerys would like a word.
Uh, won't be a minute.
Hey, Osian. I'm Faith. I work with Cerys.
Um...
One second.
Um...
do you mind...
if I ask you a couple of questions.
Depends what they are.
Fair enough.
Can I sit in this chair that I've just brought in?
Sure.
Thank you.
Uh...
well...
I've known your Dad for a very long time.
He, uh...
He built the stairs actually, in our house.
And put the kitchen in. Very clever man.
Has he explained to you why he's been talking to us?
He wants me to have the operation.
What do you think about that?
My mum died in June.
Yeah.
I know he's doing this
because he's scared of losing me, too.
No, no. I don't think it is that, Osian.
I think...
I think he's just trying to do his best.
Because he loves you very much.
Well, my heart says I should have it,
but my head says sometimes,
there's nothing you can do.
Mm-hmm.
Um...
what if there is something we can do?
I suppose if that's what Dad wants.
What do you want?
Do you have to ask such impossible questions?
Yes, I do.
Professor Rhys has ruled out surgery as a viable option.
The tumor's too inaccessible.
They think I should let him die in peace.
They want to move him to palliative care.
It has to be now or never, Mike.
If you want to go ahead,
I can file the application today.
If it were your kids, Faith?
Alys?
Absolutely.
Mike?
Okay. We might even get before a judge tomorrow.
I'll call you later.
-Yes. Yeah.
Well, I hope that's your stomach, Cerys.
Because I can hear it from here.
Oh, my God.
Oh, you're kidding me.
Is that who I think it is?
State on him.
Want me to have a word?
I'll do it.
Okay.
Right, we had an agreement, Steve, that we can't do this.
This has got nothing to do with us.
Okay, a friend of mine wants to talk to you, and it's urgent.
That's the only reason I'm here, I promise.
Is it? Right. Is it a illegal?
Please. -Is it -- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
-Is it a legal matter? -Right, just please. Please.
Is it a legal matter, Steve? Is it or not?
It won't take long. Please.
-Have you been phoning me? -No.
-You been drinking? -Swear to God.
Look at me. Have you been drinking?
No. Just give me a minute, please?
-Please?
-♪ If I could hold you ♪ -Fuck!
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Eye of the storm, eye of the storm ♪
♪ If I could reach you ♪
♪ If only for a second, I could reach you ♪
♪ And let it all go to hell ♪
♪ Hold on together till we go there as well ♪
Heard you and Evan are going to court.
He is. Nothing to do with me.
Do you want me to have a word?
No. No, thank you.
How's Angie?
She still living with her mum?
Yeah.
And you?
Oh.
I'm just local.
Are you happy?
Are you?
Sometimes.
Faith, uh...
Susan Williams, I had to give her an alibi...
And I think she might assume it's you.
Alibi for what?
There was a break-in at Cindy's Gym.
Night before last.
I fancied a go on the weights.
I'll be outside.
Do I get a name?
Great.
Hello?
Faith Howells.
Solicitor. How can I help?
Oh, no.
Faithie.
I've missed you so much.
No.
-You look tired. -No.
Look, there's just some things
-I need to tell you. No.
-Faithie, please. No.
Please!
No.
Don't, don't do this.
Come on now. Please.
Nasty, nasty, nasty bitch.
Go fuck yourself!
I said never again!
-Ow.
Faith!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, wow!
Faith!
Hey! Hey!
I will never trust you again, Steve.
♪ We cannot go back to the silence ♪
♪ It won't get better, it won't get better ♪
♪ We ran out of hope when the walls come down ♪
♪ Buried us beneath the rubble so we never could be found ♪
♪ And after all the fire comes the silence ♪
♪ It won't get better, it won't get better ♪
♪ All the other strangers in the same old meaning spaces ♪
♪ Just a sea of empty faces in a tidal wave ♪
♪ We cannot go back to forever ♪