Oh!
Evan, can you help me, please?
Can you zip me up, please?
What's wrong with this thing?
I haven't seen that for a while.
There you are, love.
Celebrating something?
Lisa's divorce came through...
..and a gang of us is going for a meal at Bella Bellissima.
Hang on, breathe in.
Almost there.
Get your hair out of the way.
Breathe in! OK, come on.
We're almost there.
Right, we're in.
Comfortable?
Come here.
You look beautiful.
Before I forget, I've got a firm meeting coming up.
Cerys is bound to ask when you're coming back.
Do we have to talk about this now?
No.
It'll keep.
Enjoy yourself.
Thanks.
Get out.
Well?
Mam, there's no room in that thing for a pizza.
I like this one.
That's a maternity dress, Alys.
Yes, we know.
Oh, you know.
I'm going back to the gym tomorrow.
No, you're not.
Bye. Be good.
Where are you going?
He's leaving.
Did you have to disturb the whole street, Gar?
I did it out of kindness, Mrs Howells.
I thought to myself she'll have six dresses out.
No dress is good enough.
The kids will be creating and Evan will get the blame.
Better to put them all out of their misery.
Another wild girls' night out?
Steady on.
A nice frock, by the way.
Keep your eyes on the road, Gareth!
"Goodnight, Lizard," said the tortoise.
"They slid into the swamp mud.
"Where it was snug, cosy and warm.
"Sleep tight" murmured the tortoise.
"And that's what they did. All through the winter."
Right, bedtime.
One, two, three.
In you get.
Goodnight.
Caught you.
Please.
This is a good bit.
Two minutes, alright?
Yes!
You've got school in the morning.
It feels great. It really does.
But do you know what's really weird? The thought of sex with another man.
I'm sure you'll manage, Lisa.
I don't know where to start.
That's not what I mean.
I mean like dating.
Silvio, what are you doing after your shift?
Silvio!
Silvio, Silvio! Woohoo!
Silvio.
Woo!
Hello there.
Well, hello, hello.
Sshh.
Have you been waiting for me?
Sshh, love. Come on.
Hey, hey, hey.
You look... you look...
Stop it now.
You look really, really, really, really...
Naughty boy!
Oh! I like naughty boys!
Oh!
Woohoo!
Goodnight.
Goodnight, my love.
DOOR SLAMS
TUESDAY PM
WEDNESDAY AM
Right, are you ready for your eggs?
OK?
You didn't wake me.
The kettle's boiled.
Love you. Love you.
Love you.
Bye, girls.
Tie, Dad!
Thank you.
Busy day. Got to go.
Right.
Were you drunk last night, Mam?
Alys!
Why did Dad say you slept in the drop bunk?
He was probably trying to be funny.
Oh!
On the worktop. He left them out for you.
Thanks, babes.
You don't look very well.
I'm fine.
CAR DOOR CLOSES
CAR ENGINE
Oh, my God! My head!
Worth it?
Well, I'm free, aren't I?
I feel like crap.
But, I'm free.
Like a bird out of the cage.
What now?
TEXT ALERT
Hold on.
Don't. Already?
Sshh, now.
Oh, hello.
Matt.
Nice, yeah.
He's 38.
Nice.
Self-employed software something or other.
He wants to make me feel special, look.
No, Lisa. He's got a beard.
A beard!
So!
Eugh!
Hi, love.
Hiya, ooh, sorry.
Sorry, Cerys.
Maybe he went straight to court.
No idea.
Yes, alright.
OK, I'll call him.
OK, bye-bye.
Evan, it's me, give me a ring when you get this message. Love you.
Faith, any word from Evan?
No.
Arthur Davies needs bail, he's up in 20 minutes.
I've got a sentencing at the crown court. What do we do?
He'll turn up.
If not, the client gets locked up and we get sued.
Arthur! Seriously?
Faith!
It's a bail app, 10.30.
Evan said you'd be back any day now.
I'm late.
Cerys!
Oh!
Shit.
Hi, Marion. Can you do me a favour?
Look after Rhodri for a few hours.
I'm busy.
Evan is stuck somewhere. I might have to go to court.
Court? I thought you'd...
What?
Well, you're a housewife.
Be a good boy for Mam-gu.
Is Evan alright?
He is, until I find him.
Housewife!
Housewife?
Piss off, Marion!
"I'm sorry I can't take your call at the moment.
"Please leave a message."
Evan, where are you, love?
This isn't bloody funny. Alright?
Your mother is being a bitch again.
As usual.
Call me, please.
I love you.
# Elen, oh Elen, oh Elen, come back
# Don't be silly and leave me behind
# Elen, oh Elen, oh Elen, come back
# Elen, I love you #
Arthur Davies!
Faith, mun.
I thought you were a lady of leisure these days.
It was maternity leave, not retirement.
Alright. Where's Evan?
No idea. Charge?
Stealing a bottle of vodka from the Co-op.
Plea?
I didn't touch a drop.
Defence?
Mistaken identity.
Where were you when you were arrested?
Running out of the door.
So how can it be mistaken identity?
Not me, the bottle. I'd already bought it and forgot about it.
The pills I take mess with my head.
Do you fancy a coffee later?
You're going to win, Faith. It's in the stars.
Don't bank on it, son.
No coffee then.
Mrs Howells, I thought you'd hung up your spurs.
It seems I've strapped them back on again.
I'm glad. A guilty plea, I assume.
Not guilty.
Those are my instructions.
Very well, remand in custody for seven days.
Next?
Bail!
I think you've forgotten something, Ma'am. Bail?
All the usual objections.
Yes, Mrs Howells.
The prosecution is concerned...
..the client may abscond and reoffend.
I don't recall Mr Davies straying further than the local Spar shop.
And as for the risk of him committing further offences...
..even the most unexpected people can surprise us.
Maybe Mr Davies is ready for a fresh start.
We don't want to stress prison resources more than we have to.
Make no mistake, he will go to prison if he's found guilty.
Thank you, Ma'am.
We'll see you in seven days, Mr Davies.
Out!
Hey.
Hey, tell Evan he's sacked. I want you every time.
Really.
How about staying out of trouble?
Like you said, it's all change now. I'm starting a business.
Dolphin watching. Evan gave me the idea.
Lend us a tenner, you'll get shares.
You're meant to pay me!
Delyth.
Any word?
What?
It seems I don't have much choice.
Give me 20 minutes.
You're dead, Evan Howells.
You're bloody dead.
He's had all morning to cancel.
I'm very sorry, Mr Jenkins.
Hi, Faith Howells, partner.
Apologies, Mr Jenkins.
Evan's been unavoidably detained.
Been arrested, has he?
No, no, no.
He's dealing with a major case.
Murder.
I'll get your file.
Are you familiar with my case?
It won't take me long.
Do you think Bassett is going to roll over like a puppy?
Bassett, Detective Superintendent, Fraud Squad.
The one who's behind all this. He should be after you, not me.
Forget it, I'll find a solicitor who appreciates my business.
What are you doing?
He's our best client.
He was. Good riddance.
Anything from Evan?
It isn't like him at all.
Do you think we should call the hospital?
In case he's been in an accident.
I know where he is.
I won't be long.
Well done, Delyth.
Evan!
Evan?
TELEPHONE
Abercorran police station, how may I help?
Hi, Terry. It's Faith.
Hello, love.
You're not going to let me down for the quiz, are you?
We're banking on you.
I'll be there.
Listen...
..I've lost Evan.
What?
He went to work this morning but missed an important appointment.
I'm sure he'll turn up.
Are you speaking as a police officer or my brother-in-law?
He has lunch with Bethan on Wednesdays. Have you tried her?
Faith.
I'm sure there's a good reason.
He'll have been held up with a client or something.
Probably.
So 7.30 tomorrow night, don't be late.
OK?
OK. OK.
Bye now.
OK. Bye love.
Today's emails have been downloading to here.
Does that mean he isn't picking them up?
I guess so.
Evan!
Isn't he with Jenkins?
Evan!
He better not screw that up.
I virtually handed myself on a plate to him to win that case.
Do you fancy a few matrimonials? You were good at family stuff.
I agreed to stand in for one bail application.
I'm confused. Evan's been asking me to find work for you for weeks.
Has he?
Is something going on here?
A problem between you and him?
If our clients are being compromised, I should know.
No, there's nothing. Crossed wires, that's all.
You get on with your work. It's fine.
She's rude!
Sorry.
It's all...
The last time Evan was late for a client, he was at the doctor's.
WEDNESDAY AM
WEDNESDAY PM
What the hell is going on, Evan?
Hmm?
This isn't funny any more.
Phone me.
Someone made him drop everything, I guess. Don't panic. Don't worry.
Well, I am worried. Of course I am.
Shouldn't I be concerned about my son?
Marion, don't worry.
This is Evan we're talking about.
Mr Reliable.
Why don't we all carry on as normal...
..and give him a good slap when he comes back?
I must look a mess.
Excuse me.
She seems very delicate these days.
She hasn't been well.
It's good to see you back.
Thank you, Faith.
I'm not back, Tom.
I'm just covering.
Hey.
Do you think Dadi's cross with me for getting rat-arsed last night?
Hmm?
You do.
Me too.
There.
Mr Evan and Mrs Faith Howells, we've each got a debit card.
I was wondering if there's been any activity on the account today.
That's it, is it? Anything else?
That's great. Thank you very much.
He's still in the country, Rhodri.
Still in the country. Right.
It'll be alright.
Right then, swimming kit, goggles.
This is strictly in confidence, Mrs Jones.
Well, he usually waves. Not today, though.
Mind you, the state she came home last night.
Legless, she was.
Oh, yes!
Ten past midnight.
She couldn't get the key in the lock.
It's no wonder she had to sleep in the spare room.
Between you and me, she sleeps there more often than not.
You know what they say.
There's only one place colder than a loveless marriage bed...
..the grave.
Tea?
Hello, Faith. How's it going?
Not too bad.
Apart from mild hysteria and a missing husband.
Why did he come to see you?
It's the law. I can't tell you.
I know the law. Evan and I have no secrets, well we didn't.
Please, Sam. It's important.
He's only been a few times.
Tell me. Is he going to live?
No, I mean yes.
He's been a bit stressed.
About what?
The usual.
I sent him to see a counsellor.
And I presume it helped.
He hasn't been back since.
A counsellor?
When?
Really?
Was it because of me?
Was he stressed because I was still at home with the kids?
No, he didn't mention that.
So what did he mention?
I got the impression it was more of an accumulation.
Look, I'm really not comfortable...
He's been smoking again.
He hasn't smoked for ten years.
Did he tell you that?
How have things been between the two of you?
You know.
I know?
What do I know?
Sam, what do I know?
Oh.
Oh, are we having sex?
Well, sort of.
I can give you something if you want. To help.
I'm late!
I'm late picking up the girls.
Faith.
I really don't think he's the type to do anything.
Of course not.
Thanks, bye.
WHISTLE
That's it, Alys. Keep your legs straight.
Kick from the hips, remember.
# Two little dogs head to the forest with new shoes on each foot
# Two little dogs return home having lost one of their shoes
# Two little dogs
# Two little dogs head to the forest with new shoes on each foot
# Two little dogs return home having lost one of their shoes
# Two little dogs #
Mam?
# Two little dogs return home having lost one of their shoes
# Two little dogs #
# Two little dogs head to the forest with new shoes on each foot
# Two little dogs return home #
Right, have you two had arguments or what?
No, no. No more than usual.
And you've got no idea.
No.
Where is he?
This is ridiculous.
Should I be worried? I don't know. What am I supposed to bloody do?
It's not like him, is it?
Come on, Faith, you must have sensed something.
I didn't sense that he'd been to see a counsellor.
No way.
Yes.
When?
Recently.
Sam said he was stressed apparently.
Didn't he say anything?
It's classic, isn't it?
A nice guy, slightly repressed.
He is slightly repressed, he worships you.
He can't admit he's got his own needs.
Sex famine!
A bloke can't be getting it and still be stressed.
It's a fact of life.
I know it's not PC.
No, listen. Sometimes, you've just got to take one for the team.
Why does everyone assume it's down to sex?
Right, OK.
When was the last time you two shagged?
Oh, Lisa.
Come on, properly, really went at it.
So there we are.
Faith. Have you heard anything?
I don't know about you but I'm worried sick.
Off you go. She's your sister-in-law.
Passport, driving licence.
Bank cards, phone?
He hasn't touched his bank cards.
Two minutes. OK, babes?
Maybe he's hiding. He did that as a child.
From what?
You're his wife.
Mam and I have noticed, he's looking older.
He's 40.
He's smoking again.
Frank saw him on the fire escape behind the office.
You must have smelt it.
No, I didn't.
He hasn't been happy for months.
I could tell.
DOORBELL
Hi.
Bethan's here. Do you want to come in?
Yes, if it's alright.
I thought you might like some support.
Marion is on her way.
Great.
No, no, don't be nice.
Look, between you and me, how are the finances?
Delyth gave the impression that business has been a bit slack.
It's still within the limit. last time I checked.
Overdraft?
So we can afford luxuries, like the gas bill.
Do you think it's something in work?
He never likes to talk shop at home.
You're his father. Has he said anything to you?
Hi, Tom.
You've lost weight.
Thank you.
He looks after himself.
Mam, is dinner ready?
Yes.
Come with me for a minute, Tom. Give them some privacy.
Excuse us. Enjoy yourselves.
How was the Maths test today, Meg?
I got eight out of ten.
Really? Well done, love.
Tell her.
No.
Mam, Alys has got something to tell you.
We think someone funny phoned Dad today.
What do you mean by funny? What did he say?
Not much.
Alys, did you hear anything?
Hmm?
Babes, your mother-in-law is here. Shall I let her in?
Yes, thanks, babes.
Oh, hiya, Marion.
Alys, come on.
You see everything.
It's nothing, OK?
I don't even know why she said it.
Megs?
He went white as if he was going to be sick.
He's fine. I know he is.
Alys.
"You saved me," replied the chick.
Henry smiled.
"And you helped me cure my fear of heights."
Well done, love.
Will he be back tomorrow?
I'm sure he will be.
That reminds me - PE. We forgot your trainers last week.
I won't forget.
Don't worry.
OK.
It's going to be fine.
Don't worry, alright?
OK, goodnight.
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.
Sleep tight.
SUDDEN SNORT
People don't just disappear.
Even I know that.
Dad is the most...
..he's the most...
He's the kindest man and the best dad I know.
He'll be back.
OK?
Come on, lovely. It's bedtime.
I can go myself.
Do you want me to tuck you in?
I'm nine now, Mam.
Do you want me to tuck you in?
They sleep in separate bedrooms, according to Eira.
Every marriage has its ups and downs, Faith.
Even Terry and me.
He's had his share of disappointments.
But we've weathered them.
We're family.
We all love Evan. We've got a right to know.
That'll be the sex therapist.
Excuse me.
Faith, bloody brilliant, that's what you are.
Alright, din-dins is it? Lovely.
I heard about Evan. It's crazy.
I'll put the word out on the street.
If you want a babysitter, let me know.
I'll know who not to phone. Goodnight.
Actually, can you all leave me alone now, please?
I think that's a good idea.
Phone if you hear anything.
Goodnight.
Faith, the missing person's report will be filed tomorrow morning.
Once the 24 hours are up. Leave it with me.
Thank you.
If you still fancy doing the quiz...
Terry.
Do you want me to stay?
No, I need some time on my own.
Thanks, love.
Stay strong, OK.
I love you.
Do you know what I'd do?
I'd go through all his things.
Everyone has secrets.
Thanks, babes.
Bye. Yes!
Alec Fenton?
Who?
What on earth is going on here, Evan?
Hello?
Faith. Hiya, love. It's Gareth Taxi.
Hi. Hi.
Sorry, Gareth, I'm a bit busy.
So he isn't back yet.
How did you hear?
Well, I saw something on Facebook.
He went to work this morning. He never got there.
I saw his car about an hour ago.
What? Where?
It was at Tom's Carvery on the road to the docks.
Are you sure?
Are you sure, Gareth?
I sold him the car, remember?
Right, thanks. Thanks.
Thanks forever!
Love you.
WEDNESDAY PM
THURSDAY AM
Mam?
Mam, are you there?
Dad?
Evan?
Evan, it's Faith.
# I gave everything you needed
# You're hurt and I'm bleeding
# All of my strength, I gave to you
# We love completely
# You leave after losing
# All of my hope went with you
# I gave you all of my heart
# I gave you my heart
# Even though it's breaking
# It's still beating
# I gave you all of my soul
# I gave you myself
# Despite being broken
# Still breathing #
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