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| Arwen has disappeared |
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| "Arwen, where are you hiding?" |
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| "She's not in the shop" |
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| Gethin runs off in search of her |
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| "There is a reason why I'm doing it" |
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| "A young woman came to see me" |
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| "Three days later she was dead" |
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| "Was there an enquiry?" |
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| "Maybe I could have done something to save her" |
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| "But it's against the rules" |
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| "Don't forget the suntan lotion" |
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| They are about to set off . . . |
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| . . . when Siôn arrives unexpectedly |
Siôn decides that he will go with them, as has not seen Arwen for a while, and suggests that they go in his car, and they can go for a paddle.
Macs does not look at all happy with this arrangement.
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| Macs' plan is now going awry |
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| "I trusted you to look after her!" |
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| Ffion calls the police |
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| Playing on the beach in the sunshine |
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| "There's nothing better than sea air" |
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| "I've grown up at last, Dad" |
Macs receives a phone call;
although the screen clearly shows that it is from Ffion, he tells his father it is one of the boys from Cardiff.
Siôn and Arwen run down to the sea,
while Macs removes the phone from his father’s jacket.
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| Macs keeps quiet about the real caller |
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| Off they scamper to the sea |
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| Macs purloins his father's phone |
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| "Macs White is the person you're looking for!" |
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| "He stole my car keys – and tried to kiss me" |
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| "He's not been allowed to see Arwen" |
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| "Why didn't you tell me before?" |
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| Apparently the water was rather cold |
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| "He wanted to book a five-a-side match" |
“There’s no pressure, but as you and Ffion are on such good terms,
“how would you like to live in Cwmderi permanently?” Siôn asks, “It’s obvious you love Arwen, and she thinks the world of you. If you lived in the village, you could apply for joint custody.”
Macs cannot see any court agreeing to that arrangement.
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| "Would you like to live in Cwmderi permanently?" |
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| "There's no chance of that" |
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| "Where did I put my phone?" |
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| "I think it's on the seat in the car" |
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| Arwen smiles for the camera |
Siôn suggests that he should send the photo to Ffion; “It be a way of showing her how good you are with Arwen.” Macs says he does not want to have to prove himself to her all the time,
and pretends to have sent it.
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| Is Siôn harbouring suspicions? |
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| Vicky is not taking Nicky anywhere, in the circumstances |
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| "They're still searching" |
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| "We had better get Arwen home now" |
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| "I don't want to go back to Cwmderi!" |
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| Macs is unsettled to see a police car |
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| "Please tell me that Ffion knows where Arwen is!" |
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| Macs makes off in the car |
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| "We shouldn't be making cups of tea!" |
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| "I should have told you earlier" |
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| Gethin tries to console her |
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| "No developments yet" |
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| Macs suggests they could go abroad |
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| He remembers his first holiday . . . |
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| . . . but Arwen does not appear to be listening |
“A lot of families go every year – we can do the same,” he adds,
but then hears a police siren, and wants to leave as a matter of urgency,
and he apologises for knocking over Arwen’s drink in his haste. However, the siren recedes into the distance,
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| Another police car makes him nervous |
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| "Look, you've knocked my drink over now!" |
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| "I'm your Dadi . . ." |
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| ". . . you must remember that" |
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| "Can you keep an eye on her?" |
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| Then he sends a text . . . |
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| . . . which causes Ffion great excitement |
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| "We'll send someone there now" |
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| Now the tears are of joy |
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| "You are going to delete those recordings!" |
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| "This stops now!" |
He regards this as blackmail, but she refuses to let him throw it all away;
“You’re an experienced doctor – you should have more faith in yourself,” but he does not know if he can. “Of course you can – you’re doing a brilliant job. Everyone here thinks the world of you – including me. Prove to me that you’re going to stop this, and I won’t breathe a word to anyone.”
He sits down
and starts deleting the files,
as she watches him.
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| "Everyone thinks the world of you – including me!" |
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| He begins the task . . . |
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| . . . of deleting all those files . . . |
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| . . . under the beady eye of the headmistress |
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| Macs waits until the police arrive |
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| They go to collect Arwen |
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| Debbie receives a welcome text . . . |
Vicky knew that she was worried about him, but was too proud to admit it;
Debbie smiles contentedly.
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| . . . which makes her smile |
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| Elgan has completed his task |
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| "This could be a new start for us" |
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| "I don't want to lose what we had" |
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| Arwen is reunited with her Mam |
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| "Macs is still out there!" |
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| "Don't worry, we're looking for him" |
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| "He isn't stupid enough to come back here!" |
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| "I thought he arranged it with you" |
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| "We're fed up with the Whites today!" |
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| "Would you be willing to drop the matter?" |
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| "He tried to kiss Ffion and stole her keys!" |
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| "Arwen isn't therapy for the Whites!" |
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| "Right, that's enough! Get out!" |
















































































