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Iolo is being reprimanded by his father |
As Iolo is heading towards his house, accompanied by his father, he is told that he only has himself to blame; Iolo wonders if that is intended to help. “Just do the accounts as you go,” Siôn advises.
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"Chocolate Chip Cookies – your favourite!" |
Iolo is about to open his front door as Angharad appears with a packet of Chocolate Chip Cookies, which she says are his favourite, but he has no time for this;
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"He has let his paperwork slip again" |
Siôn explains that he let the paperwork slip again, but she is sure that he can spare five minutes for a cup of tea.
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Iolo makes it clear he wants no interference |
Iolo gruffly replies, “Not today – I’ll text you!” and disappears inside, slamming the door behind him.
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Gwen greets Anita, who is having a break |
Anita, in her community service uniform, goes into the café and asks Gwen for two coffees.
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"What's that smell? Sorry, Anita, didn't see you there" |
Dani is also there, and makes the comment, “What’s that smell? Oh, sorry, Anita – I didn’t see you there! Nice fleece.”
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Megan objects to this comment |
Siôn, who has come in with Anita, and Megan do not appreciate the atmosphere between these two, and Anita snarls, “Don’t sit down, Siôn – I’m not very keen on the clientele in here!”
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"I could say the same thing" |
Dani responds that she could say the same thing , and Siôn considers that this has gone too far.
“She put a photo of me on the Internet!” Anita moans,
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"Yes – and your face was a picture!" |
and Dani maintains that her face was a picture. Megan has also seen the photo and regards it as a very unfortunate incident, as dog mess is horrible.
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"I hope you're laughing when I go to the police!" |
As Dani stands there, sniggering, Anita walks out of the café in a huff; “I hope you’re still laughing when I go to the police,” she growls, “What you did was assault – I hope you’ve got a solicitor!”
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"Siôn, if you want some advice . . ." |
Siôn is about to follow her when he is called by Megan; “If you want some advice,” she begins, and he replies that he does not, but is sure that he is going get it anyway.
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"Fine, if you don't want to take advantage of my experience" |
“Fine, if you don’t want to take advantage of my experience as a Justice of the Peace,” she continues, so he sits down opposite her.
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"They call it Restorative Justice" |
“Listen, we used to hold discussion sessions – they call it Restorative Justice,” she adds, “The two sides come together to discuss their feelings,”
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"They can't even bear to be in the same room" |
but Siôn points out that those two cannot even bear to be in the same room. Megan is sure they will be able to find a way, if they use their imagination.
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Iolo is sorting out his accounts |
Iolo is working half-heartedly at his laptop when there is a knock at the door; he goes to see who it is,
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Tyler's excuse is Greta's cardigan . . . |
and finds Tyler, who is bringing back Greta’s cardigan. This, however, is only an excuse to come and see Iolo.
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. . , but he really wants to apologise |
“Look, I owe you an apology – I’m not saying about that trying to snog Mathew is the best idea you’ve ever had – but who am I to judge?” he says, “So I’m sorry, OK?”
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"Do you fancy a cup of tea?" |
As he hands over the cardigan, Iolo asks if he wants a cup of tea, and Tyler agrees.
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"Not another photo from Vegas?" |
Gerwyn and Jaclyn are in the shop when a message arrives on Jaclyn’s phone; Gerwyn predicts that it is a another of Iori’s photos from Vegas,
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"Can anyone share the joke?" |
and then Dylan swaggers in. Jaclyn wants nothing to do with him,
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They want nothing to do with Dylan |
explaining that she has a pile of washing to do, but he protests that he only wants to talk.
He maintains that they can get through this,
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"This dealing business is behind me!" |
insisting, “This dealing business is behind me – I give you my word,” but his sister makes it clear that his word means nothing to them, and walks out of the shop, followed by Gerwyn.
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Tyler shovels a load of sugar into his tea |
Tyler is putting several teaspoons of sugar into his tea, which surprises Iolo; he explains, “It’s Kath’s fault – I can’t drink it without sugar now.”
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"You're the one who has changed – not me" |
However, he insists that it is Iolo who has changed, not him; “It’s not like you to get drunk, like last week,”
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"I'm trying to forget about that" |
but Iolo is trying to forget about that.
Tyler wants to know if there are any biscuits to go with the tea, but Iolo has not been shopping, and is told that his standards have been slipping. Iolo confesses that the house has been empty without Tyler, but he should not complain;
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"At least, I don't have to live with Kath and Mark!" |
“At least, I don’t have to live with Kath and Mark!”
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"Kath cooks for me and washes my clothes" |
Tyler replies that the situation is not that bad; “Kath cooks for me, washes my clothes,”
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"Do you miss living here?" |
and he is asked whether he misses living at number seven. “Of course I do – putting Greta to bed – bath, pyjamas, story, milk.” Iolo is glad that he is happy at Maes-y-Deri;
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"I'm really settling in there" |
Tyler comments that it is not quite like being at home, but he is really settling in there.
“At least, we both agree that separating was the best thing to do,” he goes on, but neither of them seem particularly convinced of this.
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"I ought to get on with this, Tyler" |
Iolo says he must now get on with his paperwork, and Tyler acknowledges that he has taken up enough of his time. As he leaves, he is warned to cut down on the sugar.
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Iolo thinks for a moment . . . |
After a moment’s thought,
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. . . then heads out of the house |
Iolo grabs his bag and also leaves the house.
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"I'm going shopping, Garry" |
Dani announces that she is going out shopping, but Garry protests that she cannot; “The woman from the brewery is coming over, wanting to discuss new terms.
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"I want you to talk to the woman from the brewery" |
“I want you to talk to her – just the two of you – you’ve got more composure than me.”
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"Right, I shall go to prepare" |
She is pleased that he has realised this at last, and she will go upstairs to do some preparation, emphasising that she is a professional. Garry smiles with satisfaction.
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Iolo is frantically exercising |
Iolo has gone to the gym, where he is furiously pedalling, to alleviate his frustration; Rhys wonders what the machine has done to him.
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"Sorry to hear about you and Ffion" |
“I’m sorry to hear about you and Ffion,” Iolo commiserates,
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Rhys says that it is tough |
and they agree that it is tough.
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"I saw him, coming out of the house" |
Then Angharad sidles into the gym; “I saw him, you know – coming out of the house. You say you’re too busy to see me, but you’ve got time for Tyler.”
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"We have a child together – that's why" |
He points out that they have a child together, and that is why he has time for Tyler.
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"How do you think that makes me feel?" |
Undeterred, she continues, “And you’ve got plenty of time to come here – how do you think that makes me feel?”
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"Not everything is about you, you know!" |
He has become tired of her attitude, and protests that he does not have time for this; “Not everything is about you, you know!” and he walks away, leaving her with a sour expression on her face.
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Angharad takes her revenge . . . |
She takes advantage of his absence
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. . . by tampering with the equipment |
to remove a nut from one of the pieces of equipment, and looks pleased with herself.
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"I'm not really going to report Dani" |
Back home at Y Felin, Anita reassures Siôn that she is not going to report Dani to the police; “I just wanted to shut her up, that’s all!”
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"Things are bad enough already, Anita" |
He is pleased to hear that, as things are bad enough ready. When he hears that she has finished her duties for the day, he suggests that she should come to the Cwm Ni meeting this afternoon with him.
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"Not after that photo of me on the Internet" |
“No – not after that photo of me on the Internet!” she rages, but he argues that everyone will have forgotten about it by now. “No, they won’t – they’ll be loving it – you know what they’re like!” she answers.
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"Even more reason to face everyone" |
He says that is even more reason to face everyone; “And it will be easier to see everyone at the same time, rather than individually.”
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"You may be right, Siôn" |
She concedes that this may be true, so he encourages her to have a shower, ready for the meeting. “I don’t know what I would have done this week, if I couldn’t come home to you,” she says,
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She hugs him |
hugging him, then as she is about to go upstairs,
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"Why is the meeting this afternoon?" |
she asks, “Why is the meeting this afternoon? Isn’t it usually at night?” Siôn replies that they could not find a free night.
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Iolo comes back into the gym |
Back in the gym, Iolo returns and Angharad apologises to him, maintaining that she does not want to fall out with him; he says that it has been a hard day,
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"I'm always available if you want a chat" |
and she reminds him that she is always available if he needs a chat.
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She gives the impression she is leaving |
She looks as if she is leaving the gym, but in fact is simply hiding out of sight.
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Iolo begins to exercise his leg muscles . . . |
Iolo works on the piece of equipment with which Angharad has been tampering,
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. . . which is heavy going . . . |
and as he exerts himself to raise the heavy weights,
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. . . but then the massive weights fall off |
they fall off, on to his right leg, and he screams in pain.
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Angharad watches as the others come to Iolo's aid |
Rhys and a couple of gym clients manage to remove the weights, as Iolo shouts in agony, while in the background, Angharad can be seen, checking that all has gone according to her plan.
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"I'll go down to meet the woman from the brewery" |
Dani has finished her homework, and says that she will go downstairs to meet the woman from the brewery;
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"No – I've told Dan to send her up" |
Garry explains that he has told Dan to send her up. She assures him, “Don’t worry – I’ve checked how much we’re paying,
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"I think we can get her down 2%" |
“and I think we can get her down 2%.”
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"Why are we meeting up here?" |
Then they hear the sound of Anita’s voice; “Why are we meeting up here? The bar is empty.” As she comes into the room, there is an awkward silence, and then Dani demands why she is here. “I’m only here for the Cwm Ni meeting,” Anita points out.
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"I've got a business meeting – off you go!" |
“No, I’ve got a business meeting – so off you go, downstairs!” is Dani’s response, adding, “If the rep meets her, we’ll lose the contract!”
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"There is no rep, Dani" |
Garry reveals to her that there is no rep,
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"There's not any Cwm Ni meeting, either" |
and Siôn informs Anita that there is no Cwm Ni meeting, either.
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"We're here to sort out this argument once and for all" |
“We’re here to sort out this argument once and for all,” he says,
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"I've been preparing for a meeting that's not happening?" |
and Dani is furious that Garry has let her prepare all morning for a meeting that is not actually happening, but he tells her that Siôn is right, and the bickering erupts once more.
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"I've arranged for an independent mediator" |
Siôn instructs them, “That’s enough – you won’t listen to me, so I’ve arranged for an independent mediator to keep you in check,”
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The mediator is Megan |
and, right on cue, Megan arrives.
She takes charge, instructing Garry to take the dog for a walk; “No nonsense! And you, Siôn, go downstairs – off you go, both of you!” Anita warns Siôn that he has not heard the last of this,
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"There – she's threatening people again!" |
and Dani is not surprised that she is threatening people again.
Megan insists there is one important rule, that they should put up their hand if they wish to speak;
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"We're not children, Megan" |
Anita protests that they are not children, but Megan stresses that is how they are behaving, and gets them to sit down at the table.
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Angharad slips unnoticed into Llwyncelyn . . . |
The front door of Llwyncelyn opens, and Angharad checks that no-one is there;
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. . . and replaces what she had previously taken |
she takes from her bag the documents she had taken and replaces them in the file in the second drawer. Then, looking extremely pleased with herself, she leaves the house.
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Garry takes Teddy for a walk . . . |
Garry is not happy to be taking the dog for a walk,
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. . . and is ridiculed by Dylan and Tyler |
especially when Tyler and Dylan make fun of him;
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"Delete that from your phone!" |
Garry does not like it when Dylan takes a photo of him, promising to put it on Facebook,
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"Thanks, Teddy!" |
and he snarls at the dog, “Thanks, Teddy!”
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Iolo hobbles home on his injured leg |
Rhys escorts the incapacitated Iolo back to number 7 after he has visited the hospital to have his leg treated; Rhys says that he feels terrible,
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"Trust me – I feel worse!" |
but Iolo growls, “Trust me – I feel worse!”
Rhys cannot understand what happened, as Iolo knows how to use the equipment.
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"There must be something wrong with the machine" |
“I didn’t do anything – there must be something wrong with the machine!” he says,
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"It was fine this morning" |
but Rhys had checked it earlier that morning, and it was fine.
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"Your mind was on Ffion – you could have missed something" |
“Are you sure about that? Your mind was on Ffion when I talked to you this morning – you could easily have missed something,” Iolo points out.
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"Listen, no-one has to know about this" |
Rhys turns defensive; “Listen, no-one has to know about this – you could say you fell here!”
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"You don't care about me at all!" |
Iolo realises that Rhys does not care about him at all, but just wants to keep him quiet.
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"This could be enough to close the gym" |
“This could be enough to close a small gym like mine,” Rhys explains, but Iolo wants to know if that is more important than his leg.
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"You're right – I can't stop thinking about her" |
“Sorry – I’m not thinking straight,” Rhys admits, “You’re right – I can’t stop thinking about her – this isn’t how things were supposed to be. I have tried to speak to her but she’s not answering her phone. I’m just lost without her. Sorry, you’ve just come out of hospital – you don’t want to listen to me.”
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Rhys makes him as comfortable as possible |
Iolo promises him that things will get better, but does not sound very convinced of that himself.
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Jaclyn hangs out the washing |
In the small back garden of number 10, Jaclyn is hanging out the washing, with the assistance of Gerwyn;
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"Tesni will have to learn to do her own washing" |
“Tesni will have to learn to do her own washing if she wants to go to Durham,’ she comments, “She can’t bring it home all the time.” Gerwyn replies that she will soon realise how lucky she is to have her Mam, then he notices the time, and has to hurry back to the garage.
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Dylan comes creeping in |
As soon as he has gone, Dylan slips in through the back gate, advising that she ought to keep the gate locked;
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"I'm not going until we talk" |
she simply tells him to get out, but he refuses to do so until they talk. “You’ll be waiting a long time!” she replies, and he grins that it will not be a problem.
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"You might as well make yourself useful . . ." |
“As you’re here, you may as well make yourself useful,” she growls at him,
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". . . here are Gerwyn's pants" |
and hands him a pair of Gerwyn’s pants to hang on the line.
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The grinning Angharad is at a Travel Agent's |
Angharad is now at a travel agent’s, where she is told that everything has gone through; she should go to the desk in the airport, and will be taken into the lounge.
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A passport and ticket in Gaynor's name |
Angharad looks at the ticket and her passport, both clearly marked with the name of Gaynor Verity Llewelyn [contrasting with Gaynor’s real name of Llywelyn].
“I’ve never travelled Business Class before,” Angharad smiles; she is addressed as ‘Mrs Llewelyn’, and told to enjoy Australia.
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"Call me Gaynor!" |
“Call me Gaynor,” she says and leaves,
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She regards this as her greatest triumph |
with a triumphant smile.
In the Deri flat, the two combatants are still arguing; “The truth is . . .” begins Dani, but Anita insists that she does not know the meaning of the word ‘truth’.
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"I won't put up with anyone raising their voice" |
Once again they are instructed to raise their hands before speaking, and to keep down the noise; “I won’t put up with anyone raising their voice in my session,” Megan emphatically informs them.
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"Anita won't accept she is at fault!" |
Once again Danny insists that the truth is Anita will not accept that she is at fault;
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"What do you want – blood?"
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“What do you want – blood?” Anita demands, “I’ve been to court!”
Then she snarls at Megan, “How can we sort things out when you interrupt us all the time?” Megan points out that she is only trying to keep order, but Anita considers that they can do that on their own.
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"It would be easier if you weren't here, Megan!" |
Dani agrees that it would be easier if Megan were not there, and they are amazed to realise that they have agreed on something.
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Things seem to have become calmer |
Anita continues, “Dani, you made me feel very embarrassed, picking up litter like that in the village.”
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"I've never seen anyone look so stylish in a 'high-vis'" |
Then Dani points out that she has never seen anyone look so stylish in a ‘high-viz’. “I don’t know how I made picking up litter look dignified,” Anita confesses, but Dani says that she did – sort of.
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Anita does actually apologise . . . |
Then Anita does apologise, which pleases Megan; “It’s not easy to admit you’re at fault.”
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. . . and Megan invites Dani to do likewise |
She turns to Dani, who takes a few seconds to bring herself to make an apology.
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"Your face when I threw that poo at you!" |
“I’m sorry, too,” she begins, “But your face when I threw that poo at you . . .” and she bursts out laughing.
Anita insists that it was not funny at all, and when Megan suggests going back to raising their hands, they have both had enough of this charade.
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"I take back every word I said!" |
Anita rages, “You can cancel that apology – and I take back every word I said!”
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Dani cannot stop laughing |
She gets up and storms out of the flat, leaving Dani still laughing.
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"You're hanging that the wrong way" |
Jaclyn points out that Dylan is hanging things the wrong way up,
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"I've missed you telling me what to do" |
and he comments, “I’ve missed you telling me what to do – that’s the way we’re meant to be, Jaclyn – together.
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"Families are supposed to stick together" |
“We’re family – families are supposed to stick together – that’s why I’m here, to be close to you.
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"You can't turn your back on me – I'm your little brother" |
“You can’t turn your back on me, Jacs – I’m your little brother – please, Jacs.”
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"You should be in prison – nothing's changed!" |
Jaclyn replies, “If you’re looking for forgiveness, you’re not going to get it! You should be in prison – nothing’s changed!”
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Someone appears to be listening – and recording |
The camera peering over the back wall moves round to reveal that Garry, with the dog, is outside in the back street, listening to their conversation – and recording it on his phone.
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"Who's a good little dog?" |
“Who’s a good little dog?” he whispers, and walks away.
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