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"You'll regret coming near this house!" |
Dai continues his diatribe, “Look here, Casanova, you’ll regret coming near this house!” and Jason tries to calm him down, while Gordon Owen simply looks puzzled. Diane comes back in from the kitchen and, after a cursory glance, tells them that this is not the barman from the club, and she has never seen him before.
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"Could we have a word in private?" |
He speaks; “I’m Gordon Owen – pleased to meet you, at last – could we have a word in private?” He opens his briefcase,
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"He's definitely up to something!" |
while Dai is still convinced that there is something going on between them, and the briefcase is a disguise.
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"Leave them alone and see what happens" |
Jason advises him to keep quiet and leave them alone.
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"I know this must come as a shock" |
Diane looks at a letter Mr Owen has given her, which he knows must come as a shock,
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"Are you sure I'm the right person?" |
and Diane asks if he is sure she is the right person. He replies that he is very thorough and there is no doubt.
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"It's easy to do – even for DJ!" |
Throwing down the photo, Gwyneth demands, “Haven’t you heard of people tampering with photos? It’s easy to do – even for DJ!”
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"Show a bit of self-respect and confess!" |
Sioned says that DJ has suffered enough because of her; “And so have I – show a bit of self-respect and confess!”
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"It shows how desperate he is to get away with it" |
Gwyneth, however, points out that this proves how desperate DJ is to get away with it, predicting that the police will soon work out they are fake.
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"You won't mind me looking through your phone" |
“If that’s true, you won’t mind me looking through your phone to see if the photos are there,” Sioned replies.
“Why? I’m not stupid – I would have deleted them to cover my tracks!” insists Gwyneth,
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"It's DJ's word against mine!" |
“It’s DJ’s word against mine!” Sioned says the difference is, this time she believes DJ. “Don’t forget who’s been there for you through all this over the last few weeks!” Gwyneth exclaims.
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Tyler is tidying the house |
Tyler is clearing up after Greta when Iolo comes home, putting down his keys and phone on the table; he says that he is starving.
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"Unread text on your phone, Iol" |
Tyler notices an unread text on Iolo’s phone; “It’s from Dad – did you think it was from someone else?” Iolo demands,
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"You can check my phone if you like" |
“I’ve got nothing to hide – you can check my phone if you like. I thought we were over this Alun thing – he means nothing to me.”
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"He must still fancy you!" |
Tyler replies that he is doubtful about what Alun’s game is; “He still must fancy you!”
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"Well, I don't fancy him!" |
Iolo is quite clear that he does not fancy Alun, and that is the end of it. Alun is in a relationship with this John bloke.
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"I didn't come home to discuss Alun" |
Iolo is angry and says that he did not come home to discuss Alun, and now they understand each other.
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"We've both been taking our relationship for granted" |
He goes on that they both have been guilty of taking their relationship for granted, but now he is starving and wants a takeaway; “A new Italian place has just opened in town –
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"I'll go and get the takeaway!" |
“I’ll go and get it!”
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Diane has her passport, and Dai is suspicious |
Diane comes downstairs with her passport, and Dai suspects that they are going to run away together; he demands to know what is going on.
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"Mr Owen may have good news for me" |
She explains that Mr Owen may have good news for her, and he reveals that he has been doing research into her family tree. “It is possible that my mother’s cousin died without making a will,”
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"Her money should go to next of kin" |
but Mr Owen corrects her that she was unmarried and had no children; her wish was for the money from her estate to go to the next of kin.
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"How much?" |
Dai finally understands the situation, and his first question is, “How much?” and is told that certain details need to be checked.
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"What harm did it do?" |
Gwyneth concedes, “Let’s say for a minute that I did take those photos – I’m not admitting it, but say I did – what harm did it do?”
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"Did you undress me?" |
Sioned points out that she was naked, and asks if Gwyneth undressed her.
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"We're friends – and you looked so beautiful" |
“We’re friends, and you’d being sick everywhere,” Gwyneth replies, “I’ve taken loads of embarrassing photos of friends on a night out, so I could poke fun at them the next morning.
“You looked so beautiful when I put you to bed that night – you were fast asleep.”
Sioned demands, “Did you take the photos? I want to hear you admit it!”
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Jason is fascinated by the family tree |
At Bryntirion, Jason says it is fascinating to think that the people listed on the family tree are all related to Ifan. “Auntie Margaret Ellen is the most important as she has left everything to your mother,” enthuses Dai. Meanwhile Mr Owen is photographing Diane’s documents, and says they should be all the proof that he needs.
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"She was a well-respected teacher in Hereford" |
He reveals that the decedent was a teacher in Hereford and was well-respected locally, but Dai wants to get down to the nitty-gritty;
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"It should be about £120,000" |
“How much can Diane expect to receive?” He is told the sum should be £120,000, at which his eyes widen considerably.
Gordon Owen then has to leave but will be in touch; Dai shouts that he has never been this lucky,
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"Dai, remember that it's Mam's money!" |
but Jason stresses that it is his mother’s money. “We’re married – for richer, for poorer!” Dai reminds him,
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"For better, for worse, isn't it?" |
“For better, for worse, isn’t it? he adds, as Diane comes back in, “Is it just the savings or is there a house as well?” Jason cannot believe that Dai could be so greedy, but is told that a house could mean a few hundred thousand more, and then Dai could retire.
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"Do you have anything to say to me, Dai Ashurst?" |
Diane, who has been silent up until now, speaks up, “Don’t you have something to say to me, Dai Ashurst? You have accused me of doing terrible things today,”
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"It was only a bit of leg-pulling, that's all" |
but he describes it as simply a bit of leg-pulling, and assures her that he trusts her 100%.
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"Come on – let's celebrate!' |
Putting on his coat, he tells them, “It’s only the Deri that sells champagne around here – so come on!” and they go off to celebrate.
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Tyler does some prying into Iolo's invoices . . . |
While Iolo is out, Tyler gets out his box of invoices for plumbing jobs,
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. . . captures the relevant information . . . |
and photographs Alun’s address;
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. . . then asks Dani to look after Greta |
then he phones Dani, asking her to look after Greta for a while.
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This is the address in which he is interested |
He checks the address on his phone; “45 Heol Myrddin, Swansea.”
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"I just want the truth, Gwyneth!' |
Sioned continues, “I just want the truth, Gwyneth,”
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"It will teach you not to drink too much!" |
but is told that it might teach her a lesson not to drink so much again. “Did you do something to me when I was in bed?” Sioned demands,
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"I can only deal with this if I know the truth!" |
“The only way I can deal with this is if I know the truth!”
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"I gave you a goodnight kiss" |
Gwyneth admits, “I lay next to you for a couple of minutes and I apologised for the way I’ve treated you. I couldn’t forgive myself for the suffering I’d caused you.” Sioned can remember someone kissing her, and it is confirmed, “I gave you a goodnight kiss before I left – that’s the truth, on my mother’s grave. I’m not a rapist!”
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"You knew that DJ had not been near my room" |
“You knew that DJ had not been near my room that night – why didn’t you tell the police?” Sioned demands, and is told that she and DJ were getting too close.
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"I was desperate to get him out of the way!' |
“I was desperate to get him out of the way, so I had a chance!” Gwyneth snarls, but Sioned reiterates that she is not interested in her. “The fact that you were starting to depend on me again and might move back into the flat got my hopes up,” Gwyneth adds.
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"Tell DJ what you have done!" |
Sioned orders her to go and tell DJ what she has done; “Admit it to everyone and clear his name!” but Gwyneth promises that will never happen. Sioned snarls, “You’re a disgusting person if you got a kick out of doing that - why did you do it? It doesn’t make any sense”
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"Because I love you!" |
Gwyneth rages, “Because I love you! Yes, I took those photos of you – at least now, if I can’t have you, I’ve got photos of you to comfort me! But I won’t admit that to anyone else – and no-one is going to believe you!” She marches out of the house, and Sioned is very frustrated.
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"I wish I'd looked into my family tree before" |
Dai and Diane are celebrating in the Deri with champagne; Diane says that she regrets not looking into her family tree before.
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"Just enjoy what she's left you" |
“It’s too late now – just enjoy what she’s left you,” is Dai’s advice, “Why don’t you go to the grave with a bunch of daffs, and you can have a chat with her.”
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"Show some respect, Dai!" |
She furiously demands that Dai shows some respect; “Spare a thought for her, dying with no family around her!”
Dai says she should be grateful that her auntie was not one of those women who leave their money to some Donkey Sanctuary;
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"Iechdy da, Auntie Margaret Ellen!" |
“Iechyd da, Auntie Margaret Ellen!”
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"You could go on holiday and put your feet up" |
Jason suggests that she could go on holiday and put her feet up; it will give her time to come to terms with her new status. She, however, is determined it is not going to change her, but does concede, “I’ve always wanted to go on a cruise around the Med.”
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"That's a good idea" |
Dai thinks that is a good idea, and starts looking up websites on his phone,
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"I shall make the enquiries, Dai!" |
but she insists that she will make the enquiries, and wants to go as soon as possible. Jason cautions her that she should wait until she has the money before she starts spending it, but she maintains that Gordon Owen told her the money would be in the bank early next week.
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"Nefi wen! There's a golf course on this ship" |
Dai finds some information on his phone; “Look at this gin palace! There is a golf course on the ship!”
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DJ reaches into that box . . . |
Sioned is looking really depressed when DJ comes downstairs, enquiring if Gwyneth has gone;
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. . . retrieving his phone |
he picks up his white phone from the box near the door, and asks if she confessed.
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"Yes, she confessed everything – but . . ." |
Sioned replies that she did, and he commends her for standing up to Gwyneth and getting the truth.
Sioned reports, “She confessed in the end – “but then she found the phone, and deleted the recording. I’ve messed up!”
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"No, you haven't messed up – listen to this" |
“No, you haven’t,” grins DJ, “Listen to this,”
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He hands her his phone |
handing her his phone, and she hears Gwyneth’s confession, loud and clear.
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Tyler's car, reflected in Alun's window |
Tyler’s car pulls up in a housing estate;
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He makes sure he has the right address . . . |
he checks the address against his phone
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. . . knocks on the door . . . |
and knocks on the door, but there is no reply.
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. . . then shouts through the letterbox |
He shouts through the letterbox, “Alun – Iol?” but then retires to the car.
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"No more for me, Dai!" |
Jason refuses any more champagne as he has to go, and advises them they have plenty of time to celebrate. Dai insists that it is not every day that £120,000 falls into your lap.
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"So you don't think I'm an unfaithful wife now, then?" |
“So you don’t think I’m an unfaithful wife now, do you?” says Diane, and he admits that he was a bit childish this morning, but was worried he was going to lose her.
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"Hundreds of men out there fancy my wife!" |
“It’s not easy being married to you, knowing that hundreds of men out there fancy my wife!” he explains, but she warns him not to go overboard. He goes to the bar to get another bottle,
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"I won the bet, Glenys, but don't tell Dai!" |
and she takes out her phone to advise Glenys that the crisis is over, and it was not the barman from Swansea who was after her; “But not a word to Dai about our little bet, all right? By the way, I won!”
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Sioned is smiling now she has the evidence . . . |
Sioned and DJ listen to the recording; “At least now, if I can’t have you, I’ve got photos of you to comfort me – but I won’t admit that to anyone else.” She tells him that he is a genius, but he says that he has learned to be very sharp when dealing with a woman like Gwyneth.
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. . . and DJ wants to go straight to the police . . . |
Now he is going to the police station, commenting that she is a disgusting and dangerous person, but Sioned still insists there is no rush to go to the police;
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. . . but Sioned has other ideas |
“I am going to make use of the recording – I just want to hold on to it a bit longer,” she tells him.
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"But what will Gwyneth do now you knpw the truth" |
DJ is worried what Gwyneth will do, now that Sioned knows the truth, but is told that Sioned knows how to handle her. “Anyway, she doesn’t know that I’ve got a recording, so I’m not a threat. This way, we can think of the best way to sort her out –
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"I want to make it as painful as possible!" |
“I want to make it as painful as possible.” He is concerned that she does not do anything stupid, and she assures him that she knows what she is doing, and she knows how to get revenge.
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Tyler waits patiently |
Still sitting in the strategically-placed car, Tyler receives a call from Iolo, and gives the excuse that he fancied going for a walk and went rather long way, but he will not be long.
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He sees a car arriving . . . |
Then a car passes, and pulls up outside Alun’s house;
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. . . with two people embracing |
inside he can see two people embracing.
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So this 'John' turns out to be none other than Eifion! |
When they get out of the car, he is amazed to discover that it is Alun and Eifion, who go into the house together.
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