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For some reason, Gwyneth is hanging around . . . |
Early in the morning, before the café is open, Dylan is running along the street,
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. . . and is noticed by Dylan |
and encounters Gwyneth standing by APD; he remarks that she is out early, and she replies that she wants to catch the sunrise.
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"Sunrise? Yeah, right" |
He is not convinced by this explanation and continues on his way.
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"Good morning, my darling!" |
At Bryntirion, Diane has made a cup of tea, and Dai greets her, “Good morning, my darling,” but she snarls that she is not in the mood. “You haven’t been all week!” he groans, “What was all that noise this morning? You made a good alarm clock!”
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"You don't have to shout down the phone!" |
She says she was on the phone to Emma, and he advises, “I know she lives in Australia, down under, but you don’t have to shout down the phone.”
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"Oh, very funny, Dai!" |
Diane does not appreciate his attempt at humour.
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"I'm meeting Cassie for coffee later" |
He asks what she is doing today, and is told that she is meeting Cassie for coffee later;
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"Gallivanting again!" |
“Gallivanting again – while I’m trying to sort out the work Jason’s left behind!” Dai grumbles. She protests that she had no idea he was going away, but Dai continues, “A text from Heathrow – he knew how much work he was leaving behind!”
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"I'm worried about Ifan" |
Diane is worried about Ifan, but Dai is adamant that DJ will have to pull his finger out now. “Emma was asking why we all haven’t gone over to see her,” she informs him.
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"Long haul to Oz? No way, José!" |
He does not fancy the long haul to Oz; “No way, José!” he exclaims, and then the house phone rings. She tells him to answer it,
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"I can't hear you – the phone's ringing!" |
but he replies that he cannot hear her, as the phone is ringing,
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"Hello, Bryntirion" |
so she angrily goes to answer it herself, as he appears to be dipping his toast into his tea.
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Izzy is slipping flyers into the Western Post" |
Izzy is in the shop, inserting advertising flyers into the copies of the Western Post; Aaron comes in to do his paper round
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"Does Dad know you're doing that?" |
and asks her, “Does Dad know you’re doing that?” She lies that he does, but Aaron is not taken in by this; “He won’t be happy when he finds out.”
Izzy maintains that he will not find out;
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"This is Cwmderi – someone will say something, guaranteed!" |
however he points out, “This is Cwmderi – someone will say something, guaranteed!” She tells him not to be such a ‘goody two shoes’, emphasising that this is for the community – raising money for Yr Antur.
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She continues with the flyers . . . |
She says that the papers are not ready for his round yet, until the flyers are put inside,
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. . . and bribes Aaron with a bar of chocolate |
and bribes him with a bar of chocolate.
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Izzy helps herself to a chocolate bar |
In the shop, Izzy helps herself to a chocolate bar, but Colin is watching and demands payment,
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"I don't want Eileen's profits to go down" |
as he does not want Eileen’s profits to go down; “She needs it now more than ever,” he emphasises.
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"It's very sad news about Jim" |
Siôn comes into the shop, and agrees that it is very sad news about Jim; “It was a shock to hear about the dementia,
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"It was a heart attack in the end, it seems" |
“but it was a heart attack in the end, it seems,” says Colin. Siôn has just been to Penrhewl, and did not get much of a welcome, but he understands that; Eileen just wants time together as family, but was adamant that Colin should open the shop today.
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Siôn moans that his paper was late |
“She’ll be grateful to you for keeping this place going,” says Siôn, “However, I’m here to make a complaint – my paper was late –
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Colin looks at the auction leaflet |
“and this was stuffed inside it – it’s a leaflet for the auction next week.”
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"All you've done since I got this job is criticise me!" |
“Siôn, all you’ve done since I got this job is criticise me,” Izzy complains, “Everything I do is wrong! You know what? I’m not interested!” and she storms out of the shop.
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"I think she ought to cancel the auction" |
Siôn is of the opinion that she should cancel the auction, under the circumstances,
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"Life must go on, Siôn" |
but Colin stresses that life must go on.
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"Poor Eileen, having to cope with a young baby – and now this!" |
In the café, Jaclyn is just being served as Diane and Cassie come in; “Poor Eileen, having to cope with a young baby – and now this,” Jaclyn says, and Diane comments that it has been a shock to everyone.
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". . . and the next minute he's dead – but it might be for the best" |
“He told us about his dementia – and the next minute he’s dead!” agrees Kelly, “But it might be for the best.”
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"That's a terrible thing to say!" |
Diane regards that as a terrible thing to say, as they have lost a friend. Kelly would like a word with Diane,
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Diane just wants her coffee |
but she is not in any mood to talk at the moment, just wanting her coffee.
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Then Dylan comes in |
Dylan comes in, but Jaclyn does not want to talk to him;
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"The state of Guto last night!" |
“The state of Guto last night!” she growls.
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"It must have been a terrible shock to Dai" |
Cassie remarks that it must have been a terrible shock to Dai,
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"It was so sudden!" |
and Diane replies that it was so sudden. “It makes you appreciate life, doesn’t it? You should make the most of every opportunity to be happy,” Cassie muses.
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"Perhaps that's what Jason is trying to do" |
Diane thinks that may be what Jason is trying to do, going to Australia to see Emma; “But it’s not nice – no-one disappears like that without saying goodbye. We didn’t have a clue until I got a text from Heathrow – something’s not right there.”
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"Love can do strange things to people" |
Cassie wonders if he has found someone new, because love can do strange things to people; Diane is very sceptical about this, and hopes that it is not the case.
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"On the house, ladies" |
At that moment, Kelly brings their coffees, which she says are on the house, and, in view of Diane’s last comment,
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"I've forgotten what I was going to say" |
decides it is not advisable to tell Diane what she intended to say.
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Dai is in tears at APD |
DJ comes into APD to find Dai quietly sobbing at the counter;
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"I can't believe it – he was a good friend" |
“I can’t believe it,” he says, “He was a good friend.”
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"You fell out a lot over the years" |
DJ reminds him that they fell out a lot over the years,
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"You usually fall out with friends, don't you?" |
but Dai points out, “You usually fall out with friends, don’t you?
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"And his name is still on the old place" |
“And his name is still on this old place.”
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"Little Huwi might grow up and never remember his father" |
DJ sympathises with them at Penrhewl; “Little Huwi might grow up and never remember his father,” he says, and puts a comforting arm on Dai’s shoulder.
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"Sorry about Guto" |
Dylan approaches Jaclyn by the cash machine and apologises about Guto; she regards him as bad influence
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"Have you sorted out Gwyneth?" |
and asks if he has sorted Gwyneth out. He does not like her going on about it.
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"Congratulations on the novel!" |
Siôn arrives in the café; “Congratulations on the novel – you must be so excited! I can remember when it happened to me,” he begins.
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"What novel are you talking about?" |
Diane wants to know what novel he is talking about, and he replies, “Dai must have told you,” but then realises that he must have misunderstood, and walks away, embarrassed.
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"What on earth has he done now?" |
Diane asks Cassie, “What on earth has he done now?” and she denies all knowledge of the matter.
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"There's one more load to pick up" |
Dylan follows Jaclyn into number 10, informing her that he has one more load to pick up;
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"These people are dangerous!" |
“They said once that’s been shifted, we’ll be safe. These people aren’t schoolkids – they’re dangerous!” She points out that that is exactly why he has to stop, but he protests it is not as easy as just stopping.
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"You were seen at the funeral – by the boss!" |
“Listen, I didn’t want to tell you this, but you were seen at the funeral. By the boss! As I said, I’m sorting things out –
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"If we keep quiet, everything will be fine" |
“and if we all keep quiet, everything will be fine.”
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"What we've done is wrong!" |
“What we’ve done is wrong!” Jaclyn declares, but he warns that these people are prepared to do anything, and she should understand that.
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"One small pick-up, and it will be over" |
It is just one more small pick-up, and then, he alleges, it will be over.
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"I didn't think it was good enough to be published" |
In the Deri, Diane admits to Cassie, “I didn’t think it was good enough to be published,” and is told that Kath did the same thing to Cassie;
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"Don't be too hard on him, Diane" |
she sees Dai coming in, and warns Diane not to be too hard on him.
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"I'm lost today, to be honest" |
“Diane, I’m so glad you’re here,” he says, “I’m lost today, to be honest,” and Cassie agrees that it feels strange.
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"I know you're upset, Dai . . ." |
Diane appreciates that he is upset, and that they all have had a shock;
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". . . but I'm not happy about you going through my things!" |
“But I’m not very happy that you have been through my personal things – private things.” He looks blank; Cassie points out that this is about the novel – and Diane knows.
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"It was supposed to be a surprise – to cheer you up" |
He says that it was supposed to be a surprise – something to cheer her up, but she reminds him that he had no right to do such a thing.
“I was so proud of what you had written, I wanted to share it with everyone!” he insists, “To show how talented you are – and it’s a good novel, isn’t it, Cas?” Cassie maintains she should be happy that the publishers liked it.
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"What have you done, Dai?" |
Diane is outraged; “What have you done?” He answers that it was a surprise, but he has only printed 20 copies.
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"Next year you could be mixing with the Gorsedd!" |
He predicts that possibly next year, she could be in North Wales in her pyjamas, mixing with the Gorsedd, but she urges him to stop talking nonsense.
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Gerwyn has returned home unexpectedly |
Jaclyn is speaking to one of the children on the phone, and finds that Gerwyn has returned home;
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"What if they come after us?" |
she informs him, “Dyl was here earlier, talking about the people he works with – saying they enjoy hurting people. What if they come after us?”
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"Welsh gangsters don't kill people!" |
Gerwyn cannot see that they have done anything to these people; “This is not like the movies, Jac – Welsh gangsters don’t kill people – and anyway, it’s Dylan’s problem.”
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"The dealers know where we live" |
She points out that there is a chance the dealers have seen them; they know where the family lives, and they know about the children.
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"This has nothing to do with us, Jac!" |
Gerwyn has had enough of this, and he insists, “This has nothing to do with us!” then walks out of the house.
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Gerwyn notices Dylan in the café |
As he goes along the street, he notices Dylan in the café, and goes over to confront him;
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"What's wrong with you, scaring Jaclyn like that?" |
“What’s wrong with you, scaring Jaclyn like that?”
Dylan denies that he said anything to Jaclyn,
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"You told her about your dealer mates" |
but Gerwyn continues, “You told her about your dealer mates, and how dangerous they are.”
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"You don't know them like I do, Ger!" |
Dylan says Gerwyn does not know them like he does, and Gerwyn is glad about that;
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"An honest day's work has always been enough for me" |
“An honest day’s work has always been enough for me.”
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"You've done well out of me over the years" |
“You’ve done well out of me over the years – all the parties and presents,” Dylan reminds him,
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"If I had known where the money came from . . ." |
but Gerwyn stresses that if he had known where the money came from, he would never have accepted those things. “Money is money – no matter where it comes from!” is Dylan’s casual reply.
“I’m not going to let you destroy my family, did you hear? Put a stop to all of this – or I’m going to the police!” promises Gerwyn, and immediately walks out of the café.
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One of these days he will meet his 'comeuppance' |
Dylan is already planning his next move.
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"I'm pleased that you've told Anita" |
In the Deri, Siôn is very pleased that Kelly has told Anita; now there is less chance of him putting his foot in it. “Auntie Anita wants me to tell Diane,” Kelly informs him.
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"I think a woman is the cause of this" |
Diane is at that moment at the bar, explaining her suspicion to Dai that a woman is the cause of Jason’s behaviour.
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"He deserves to be happy" |
“There’s nothing wrong with that – he deserves to be happy,” remarks Cassie, and Dai concurs,
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"Jason is old enough to stand on his feet" |
stating that Jason is old enough to stand on his feet, and Diane should not mollycoddle him.
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"If someone's hurt him, I'm going to sort them out! |
Her mind is made up; “He’s my son, Dai – and if someone has hurt him, I’m going to sort them out!”
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Kelly has been listening to this |
Kelly has been listening to this exchange,
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"It might be best to say nothing" |
and Siôn advises that it might be best to say nothing.
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"Not corned beef hash again?" |
Aaron returns home to the chippy flat, looks in the fridge, and moans, “Have we got to have this corned beef hash for dinner again? It’s been there since Monday.”
Colin agrees; “We’ve been having it for lunch as well,” and he looks very downcast.
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"Jim's death has been a shock for everyone" |
Aaron says that Jim’s death has been a shock for everyone,
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"I've been trying to help" |
and Colin comments that he has been trying to help – being practical, but it is difficult.
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"It makes you realise what's important" |
He declares that it makes you realise what is important, and Aaron adds, “Who is important!” to that.
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"Just in case you don't know, I love you!" |
“Just in case you don’t know, I love you!” he goes on,
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He hugs Colin |
and hugs Colin.
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"We'll have haddock and chips for dinner – stuff that corned beef hash!" |
“We’ll have haddock and chips for dinner, shall we? Stuff that corned beef hash!” Colin decides.
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"That's exactly why I love you, Dad!" |
“That’s exactly why I love you, Dad,” Aaron tells him.
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"What's this – intimidation tactics?" |
Gerwyn is closing up the garage for the night, and is surprised to see Dylan standing there in the gloom; “What’s this, then? Intimidation tactics?” he demands, “I’m not scared of you, Dylan! You forget how long we’ve known each other – I remember you crying at the table when you were nineteen –
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"You'd got a girl into trouble, and her father was after your blood" |
“because you’d got a girl in trouble, and her father was after your blood. Do you remember? You said, ‘I don’t know what to do, Ger – I’m really scared, Ger.’ Nothing’s changed.”
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"I only have to do one pick-up – in Swansea Docks" |
Dylan confesses that he also needs Gerwyn’s help now, and Gerwyn is quite adamant that he is not going to get it.
“I only have to do one pick-up – in Swansea docks.” Gerwyn tells him to get on and do it, then.
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"No hassle – a nice easy job for you" |
“No hassle – a nice easy job for you,” Dylan goes on, and is told that there is no chance. He is not dragging them into his business –
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"I want no part of this!" |
Gerwyn wants no part of it, but is warned that he is already part of it.
Dylan maintains that he has done his best to keep them out of this,
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"Who knows how many undercover cops were there?" |
but now that Jaclyn was seen at the funeral; “Bethan’s funeral – who knows how many undercover cops were there?
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"I'm doing what I have to do to keep us all safe" |
“I’m just doing what I have to do to keep you all safe, so we can put all this behind us. And I’m asking you for your help. I need someone I trust, because we can’t afford to have any more loose ends, can we?”
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"We don't mean anything to you really!" |
Once more, Gerwyn’s reply is no, so Dylan tells him, “You’re always the one who goes on about family, and how important it is to stick together – watch each other’s backs, but we don’t mean anything to you really! Because, when we need you, you run away and hide here.
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"Right then – it's plan B" |
“If you’re not going to do this, I don’t have any choice, other than plan B.”
“You do whatever you have to do – there’s a good boy,” Gerwyn replies, and Dylan appears to be leaving,
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"Do you know where Guto is?" |
but on the way asks if Gerwyn knows where Guto is.
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"You stay away from Guto!" |
“You stay away from Guto!” Gerwyn snarls, but is asked what he is going to do about it, and Dylan disappears into the night.
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