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There is no improvement in Diane's condition |
Diane is still sitting, looking very troubled, when Dai comes into the kitchen;
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"I thought you were going to have a shower and get dressed" |
“I thought you were going to have a shower and get dressed,” he says, “You haven’t touched that muesli – come on, what do you want to do today?”
“Me?” she sighs, and he replies that, no, he is talking to Snowy Snowman over there;
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"I know this week has been very hard for you" |
he continues that he knows this week has been very hard for her, and that the accident has shaken her, but . . .
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Diane's nightmare that Jaclyn was on life support |
“Jaclyn on life support,” Diane groans, “That was my nightmare last night!” and he says that she gave him a shock there. “Let me tell you what happened,” she goes on, but he says there is no point, as it was a dream. “She’s not out of hospital yet – anything could happen – she could get worse,” Diane anticipates.
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"Jaclyn's getting better – do you hear me?" |
Dai makes it clear to her, “Jaclyn is getting better – do you hear me?” Diane adds that it is very strange;
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"One minute everything was all right, then . . ." |
one minute everything was all right, and the next . . .
“I’m not disagreeing with you there – that’s life,” Dai insists, “Life’s odd!
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"Let's go for a walk to the village" |
“Come on, now – get dressed and we’ll go down to the village – have a walk to get out of this place!”
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Diane flatly refuses |
but Diane refuses.
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"At least, eat something, Diane" |
“Look, Diane – nobody died – you have to stop thinking the worst – at least, eat something!” but he does not seem to be getting through to her.
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Mark has now become a log merchant |
Out in the alley, Mark has set up in business, selling the logs given to him by Jim, for helping with disposal of the tree at Penrhewl.
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"This log-selling business is going well" |
Colin comes round the corner, and is surprised to see him there. Colin has a problem with his sinuses today, and cannot smell anything
“This log-selling business is going well,” Mark reports, “It’s all profit – because Jim gave me the wood for free.
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"I've got the gift of the gab, Mark!" |
Colin wonders if he is looking for a business partner; “You do know about my selling skills? I’ve got the the gift of the gab – come on, say yes! You and me selling again – what do you say?” Mark warns him he is not getting 50%,
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They agree on a 30% share for Colin |
and they eventually settle on 30%.
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Colin detects a potential customer |
Seeing Dai passing,
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"I was thinking you could buy a trunk or two" |
Colin asks how many logs APD needs; “I was thinking you could buy a trunk or two.”
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"The only tree trunk I can see is you!" |
His sales pitch is unsuccessful, and Dai growls, “The only tree trunk I can see is you!” and he walks off across the road,
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Dai crosses the road carefully |
taking care to look for approaching traffic.
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"It's nothing to do with you!" |
Gwyneth asks him about Diane, and he grumpily replies, “It’s nothing to do with you!”
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"I heard that Diane was struggling" |
She would like to go and see Diane; “I heard that she was struggling,” but he says there is no need to make a fuss,
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Gwyneth is told to leave things alone |
and that she should leave things alone.
Jason wonders why he is in such a bad mood,
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"You can shut your chops as well!" |
and Dai snaps at him, “You can shut your chops as well.”
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Ffion and Rhys are back from their holiday |
Jason notices that Ffion and Rhys are back from their break, and Rhys has to go straight to work on the gym.
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"Can't you wait until tomorrow?" |
“Can’t you wait until tomorrow – we’ve only just got back,” she pleads, and he replies that although the holiday was brilliant, he has to pull his finger out, or the gym will never be ready.
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How's Diane?" |
As he rushes away, Jason comes over, commenting, “The lovebirds are back from their honeymoon!” Ffion asks after Diane, as she heard about the accident,
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"Well, did he pop the question?" |
but Jason is more interested in whether Rhys popped the question.
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Ffion enjoyed the holiday – but . . . |
She sadly shakes her head, and Jason had taken it for granted that Rhys would have done so. She enjoyed the holiday; “It was a holiday cottage near a caravan park – and there was a pool there for Arwen.”
“But no ring for Mami!” Jason commiserates;
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"I really thought he would this time!" |
she really thought that he would this time, and had been so excited. Jason points out that it is a leap year;
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"You can ask him in a leap year!" |
“You can ask him in a leap year!” but she dismisses this as nonsense. However, the idea has been planted in her mind.
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"You have nothing to feel guilty about" |
Gwyneth has gone to visit Diane; “I know it’s hard, but I’m here to tell you, you have nothing to feel guilty about!” Diane wonders why she is doing this, and Gwyneth answers, “I want to do something right for once.”
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"What are you doing here?" |
As Dai comes in through the front door, Gwyneth tells him, “Before you say anything, I had to see Diane,”and informs Diane, “Dai didn’t want me to talk to you.”
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"She's here to support me, Dai" |
Diane is not pleased about this, and stresses that Gwyneth is only there to support her.
“Jaclyn is improving, and that’s a positive thing,” she adds, and Dai agrees with her there. “Perhaps you should arrange to visit her,” Gwyneth suggests,
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Diane does not want to go visiting |
but Diane does not want to do that. “It’s better than sitting here, brooding – and I’m sure the family would appreciate it.”
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"For once, I think Gwyneth's talking sense" |
Dai remarks, “For once, I think Gwyneth’s talking sense. Right, why don’t you arrange for both of you to go?
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"Sick people, the smell of wee and disinfectant!" |
“I can’t go to the hospital – I hate hospitals! Sick people, the smell of wee and disinfectant! Anyway, Bryn Lewis wants a shed, and I promised him a quote.”
Gwyneth proposes that they could buy some flowers on the way,
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"Not flowers – chocolates!" |
but Diane is against that idea; “Chocolates – I don’t want to take flowers – the twins can have some when they go to visit their mother,” she says.
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"Those chocolates Kath brought over" |
Dai recalls that they have some chocolates; “The ones Ricky sent Kath, and she brought them over here – they’re still in the box, unopened.”
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"I don't think we can both fit on the back of my bike!" |
Gwyneth assumes, “We’d better go on the bus – I don’t think we can both fit on the back of my bike, do you?” and Diane smiles weakly.
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Mark has sold another bag of logs |
The log-selling business seems to be going well, and when Jason approaches, they ask him about his mother;
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"She's coming along slowly" |
he replies that she is coming along slowly, and wonders what they are up to.
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"10% off for two bags" |
Mark offers him 10% off the normal price, but only if he buys two bags; “How many do you want?”
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"They will dry out nicely – and are local wood" |
Colin takes over, explaining that they will dry out nicely, and are local wood,
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"We've got central heating at Bryntirion!" |
but Jason takes delight in informing them that there is central heating at Bryntirion.
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"Hey, mind my foot!" |
Colin throws down the sack of logs, which lands on Mark’s foot.
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Diane is already having second thoughts |
Diane and Gwyneth arrive at the hospital – and Diane is already having second thoughts, but Gwyneth assures her that it will do her good;
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"Ger, we have visitors" |
Dylan notices them there, and alerts Gerwyn.
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"You've got a cheek!" |
He is far from pleased to see them and comes out; “You’ve got a cheek! And you think a box of chocolates is going to sort things, do you?” Gerwyn snarls;
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"Jaclyn wouldn't be lying there if you looked where you were going!" |
“Jaclyn wouldn’t be lying there if you had looked where you were going! You’re not welcome here!”
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Diane was not expecting this reception |
Dylan tries to reason with him, but he insists, “It’s only right that she knows – coming here to make yourself feel better! What have you got to say? I’m sure you’ve been practising your lines!”
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"Look here – Diane's in shock!" |
Gwyneth points out that Diane is in shock, but he shouts, “She’s in shock? Come on, Diane, out with it! I haven’t got all day!”
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Diane cannot face this, and leaves |
In the face of this onslaught, Diane is totally confused and walks out, with Gerwyn exclaiming, “There we go – run away!”
Gwyneth emphasises that it was an accident, and he cannot blame Diane;
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"Diane was behind the steering wheel" |
“She was behind the steering wheel!” he rants, but Gwyneth stresses that Jaclyn walked in front of her.
He is quite convinced that Jaclyn would never do that, but is assured that is what she did;
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"Because she was arguing with your brother-in-law!" |
“And do you know why? Because she was arguing with him!” Gwyneth points at Dylan; “So if you want to blame someone, blame your brother-in-law!”
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"It sounds worse than it is, Ger" |
Dylan maintains that it sounds worse than it is, but Gerwyn is adamant that he knows, as Jaclyn has told him everything; this causes Dylan some concern.
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John Post takes his purchases in a trolley |
Colin has sold several bags of logs to John Post; “Bring the trolley back – you’ll get your deposit back then,” Colin tells him.
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"You should come into business with APD" |
Dai passes again, and has a word with Mark, about the business; “I was a bit offhand with you earlier – you should come into business with APD. You’ll be a lot better off with us than that idiot Colin!”
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"I've got business acumen!" |
He boasts, “I’ve got business acumen – and a lot of ideas, too.”
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"I'm happy with Colin as my partner" |
Mark makes it clear that he is not interested; “I’m happy with Colin as my partner,” and Dai feels sorry for him. Mark informs Colin that Dai wanted him to go into business with APD,
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"And you'd rather stay with me?" |
and Colin is very surprised that Mark wanted to stick with him; he is temporarily lost for words.
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Ffion has had the ring enlarged |
In the Deri, Ffion tells Jason that she has taken the ring to a jeweller’s to make it bigger,
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"So you'll be going down on one knee?" |
and he anticipates that she will be going down on one knee. Ffion does not know about that, but she is going to ask him; “Today!” she says. Then Rhys comes in, and Jason exclaims, “Speak of the devil!”
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"Can we have a late lunch? I have to work tonight" |
Apparently, Ffion has suggested a dinner to him, via Whatsapp, but it would prefer to have a late lunch, as he has to go back to work tonight, pointing out that the jobs are just endless. Jason comments that it is a pity he sacked APD;
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"I can't get rid of this headache" |
“Have you got any tablets, Ffi?” Rhys asks, “I can’t get rid of this headache.”
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Ffion delves into her handbag |
Jason is sure that she must have something in her bag,
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"You've got a good wife here, boy! |
and calls Ffion, “A good wife – you’re lucky, she’d do anything for you.
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John Post comes back to claim his deposit |
John Post returns with the trolley, and his deposit is handed back; Colin shouts across to Dai, “You regret not buying a few sacks, do you?”
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"Aren't there any more trees in Wales?" |
Dai replies, “Aren’t there are any more trees in Wales?” and Colin says that is too much faff and hard work to cut them down.
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"How much money have you millionaires made today?" |
Dai comes across the road to demand, “Right, Cwmderi’s millionaires – how much money have you made today? You’re only charging £10 a sack? No wonder you’ve sold a lot – they’re double the price usually! Call yourselves businessmen?
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Mark is told he could have made more profit |
“You would have been better off with me than Del Boy here!” He goes off chuckling to himself.
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"£20 a bag, please Gwen" |
As they are considering his words, Gwen comes along for a sack of logs, but when she hears that they are £20 per sack, she complains that it is too expensive.
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Gwen hands over £15 |
Mark immediately reduces it to £15, and she is quite happy with that. They look very pleased with themselves.
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Ffion prepares for the great occasion |
Ffion has been preparing their lunch, and when Rhys comes home,
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"You look very smart, Ffi!" |
he says she looks very smart and wonders where Arwen is; “She’s with one of her friends, so we can have some space,” says Ffion,
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"I can't get rid of this headache!" |
but is disappointed when he reports that he cannot get rid of his headache. He suspects that it is stress, as he has left so much until the last minute.
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"I'm here to spoil you" |
“I’m here to spoil you now.” she informs him, “Switch off for an hour or so, and have a special lunch,” as she massages his shoulders.
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"I shall have to go and lie down" |
He is very apologetic but he will have to go and have a lie down; he feels absolutely rubbish.
“Sorry about all the cooking you have done – can you wake me in an hour, as I have a lot of work to do,” he says; she replies that it is only food,
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Ffion is downhearted |
but she does look very disappointed.
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Jason wants to know if congratulations are in order |
Then a message arrives on her phone; Jason is asking, “Congratulations?”
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"That Mark Jones is an amateur!" |
As they return to Bryntirion, Dai is telling Jason, “Mark Jones is an amateur!” Jason replies that he is not hurting anyone, but is just rather inept.
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"Are you all right, Diane?" |
Then Dai finds Diane and Gwyneth sitting at the kitchen table, and asks if they are all right.
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"Gerwyn was very unfair with Diane" |
Gwyneth relates that Gerwyn was very unfair with Diane, and Dai thinks that perhaps they should not gone, but Diane tells him not to blame Gwyneth, as she was just trying to help. When Gwyneth has left, Jason proposes making his mother a cup of tea, but she refuses.
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"You have to start being kind to yourself" |
“You have to start being kind to yourself,” Dai encourages her, “You need a bit of fuss,” but she answers that she does not deserve any fuss, and that Jaclyn would not be in hospital were it not for her; neither would the twins be without their mother.
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"She'll be out of hospital soon, Mam" |
Once again Dai stresses that it was an accident, and Jason predicts that Jaclyn will be out of hospital soon.
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"I'll have to live with that for as long as I live!" |
“That family’s life will never be the same, no matter what you say!” Diane insists, “And I’ll have to live with that for as long as I live!”
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"I'm sure part of you is glad she's unconscious" |
At Jaclyn’s bedside, Gerwyn is thinking; “I knew things hadn’t been right for a while – and the way she refused a drink from you on New Year’s Eve. I’m sure a small part of you is glad she’s unconscious – there’s no way Sara will find out then.
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"Are you going to tell me who this floozy is?" |
So are you going to tell me, then, who this floozy is?”
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"You're a blinkin' liability!" |
Dylan plays along with the story, alleging that it was only a one night stand, and he made a mistake. “Mistake!” scoffs Gerwyn, “You’re a blinkin’ liability! A mistake that’s left my wife and your sister fighting for her life! Why were you still arguing, Dylan? I thought you were going home with Sara.”
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"I was trying to apologise to Jaclyn" |
Dylan replies that he was, but was trying to apologise about everything to Jaclyn – “For being a bad brother.”
Gerwyn rages that nothing makes sense; “Why were you there? Why didn’t Diane stop sooner?
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"It was just an accident – nothing more" |
“Why didn’t Jaclyn look where she was going?”
Dylan confirms that he was there, and it was an accident; “There’s nothing more to it.”
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"This is all your fault, Dylan!" |
Gerwyn summarises that he was there, and if he had not been arguing with Jaclyn, perhaps she would have looked where she was going; “Do you know what, Dylan? This is all your fault!”
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