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| Ed returns to Cwmderi |
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| "Is that you, Ed?" |
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| "I've just been . . . away" |
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| They look up at the café flat |
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| Eifion cannot believe his eyes |
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| "Guess who's back! Ed Charles!" |
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| "The police said he'd jumped" |
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| "There will be drama when Sioned comes back" |
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| "Megan has type 2 Diabetes" |
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| "Do you think it's inappropriate?" |
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| "Auntie Anita is away for a few days" |
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| "We don't have to tell anyone else" |
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| "I'm sure everybody knows by now" |
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| "The worst is over now" |
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| A Valley Taxi arrives |
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| Ed looks out at the familiar scene . . . |
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| . . . but then sees something which makes him go inside again |
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| The sight of Sioned has shocked Ed |
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| "Wow – you look brown!" |
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| "Oi! What are you doing here?" |
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| "I live here!" |
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| Kelly warns Ed . . . |
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| . . . that the dreaded Sioned is back |
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| Ed lures Kelly out of the café . . . |
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| . . . and leaves by the back door |
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| Gwen is getting rather tired of Kelly's sudden absences |
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| Ed watches until she is out of the way . . . |
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| . . . summons up his courage, and heads for the café |
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| Kelly fears that Ed has 'done a runner' again . . . |
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| "We can sort it out" |
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| Sioned is hanging up her dresses . . . |
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| . . . when she has a tremendous shock |
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| "Hiya, Sioned!" |
Petrified, she demands what he wants;
“I’m here to see if I’m still afraid of you,” he answers, “But you’re afraid of me for once.”
She begs him not to hurt her,
but he assures her, “I don’t enjoy causing pain like you. This isn’t as difficult as I thought – I’m glad I’ve done it.”
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| "I'm here to see if I'm afraid of you" |
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| "Please don't hurt me!" |
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| "I don't enjoy causing pain like you" |
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| "I thought you'd killed yourself!" |
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| Gavin softens up Sara with a bottle of wine |
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| "You're not a fan of maternity leave" |
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| Sara wants to get down to business . . . |
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| . . . but he seems to be anticipating something else |
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| Sioned professes continuing love – again |
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| "Some kind soul has told you about Garry" |
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| "I was grieving for you" |
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| She produces the grotesque mask . . . |
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| . . . which horrifies Ed |
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| "Garry was the only friend I had left" |
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| "It was a mistake" |
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| Sioned plays the victim card once again |
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| Ed has heard it all before |
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| "Thanks for driving Megan out of Penrhewl!" |
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| "The salt didn't do her any harm" |
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| "She's very ill, from what I hear!" |
Eifion complains that strange things are following him around at the moment;
“I thought I saw Ed earlier – back from the grave! It’s horrible!
“Maybe I should talk to someone – a vicar or something.” Jason agrees with him that it might not be a bad idea,
and leaves the Deri grinning.
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| "I thought I saw Ed, back from the grave!" |
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| "Maybe I should talk to a vicar or something!" |
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| Jason tries not to laugh |
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| Kelly is frantic with worry . . . |
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| . . . but then sees the strap of Ed's rucksack . . . |
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| . . . and has a fair idea of his location |
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| "There is nothing else to say" |
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| "Do you think we can draw a line under this?" |
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| "They all hate me" |
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| "I was punished, by losing the baby" |
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| "I'd started to pretend it was our baby" |
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| Sioned's tears have the desired effect |
She sobs, “Maybe it was for the best,” and,
as he puts his arm around her shoulder, adds, “I don’t deserve your kindness – leave me alone. I’m so sorry, Ed!”
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| Ed puts a consoling arm round her shoulder |
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| Kelly arrives at an opportune moment |
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| "What the hell is going on here?" |
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| "I don't want to cause trouble" — Yeah, right! |
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| "Isn't it sweet?" |
Ed ponders for a moment, then leaves the flat;
Kelly comments, “Been playing with your voodoo doll, have you?”
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| "Been playing with your voodoo doll, have you?" |
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| Gavin would prefer to get stuck into the alcohol |
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| He takes off his jacket, ready for action |
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| Eifion is worried about Megan |
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| "So nothing to do with salt, then?" |
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| Eifion realises he has interrupted something |
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| Sara seizes an opportunity to keep away from the lecher |
In the Deri, Jason tells Dan that he has at least finished one job this week.
Then Eifion comes in and says that Megan’s illness is nothing to do with salt. “Thanks for making me worry!”
Jason comments that at least he knows the difference between sugar and salt. “But you don’t know what your wife is doing!” Eifion taunts him,
“She’s entertaining some bloke in the house,” and when Jason points out that it is a business meeting, remarks, “Business – is that what you call it?”
This sows the seeds of doubt in Jason’s mind.
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| "Megan's illness was nothing to do with salt!" |
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| "At least I know the difference between sugar and salt" |
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| "She's entertaining some bloke in the house" |
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| Jason does wonder about it |
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| "Why did you go over there?" |
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| "She's vulnerable and heart-broken" |
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| "She is manipulating you again" |
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| "I bet she made you feel it was your fault!" |
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| "Do you want me to behave as she did?" |
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| Gavin has had enough of the delaying tactics |
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| He reveals his true intentions |
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| "I want you to leave!" |
Again she tries to fight him off, and threatens to call the police,
but again he lunges forward at her,
just as Jason bursts in. Remarking, “Oh – the jealous husband!” Gavin makes an extremely rapid exit via the back door
with the aforesaid husband in hot pursuit,
then Jason comforts Sara, who assures him she is not hurt.
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| He lunges lasciviously . . . |
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| . . . but Jason arrives in the nick of time . . . |
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| . . . and chases off the attacker . . . |
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| . . . then comforts his frightened wife |




























































































