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Colin passes the Deri |
Garry is cleaning the tables outside the Deri when Colin walks past, looking depressed; Garry asks, “Has Britt come to her senses this week?”
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"Britt is not herself at all" |
and Colin sighs that she is not herself at all.
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"I'm getting concerned about her" |
“I’m getting concerned about her,” he says, but Garry is angry with her over the fireworks incident; he maintains that it is about time she got over it. “Don’t you think there is more to it than that?” Colin asks,
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"Don't waste your energy, Col" |
but Garry is convinced that she is just sulking, and he advises not to waste energy worrying about her.
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Gwyneth unsuccessfully tries to slink away |
Megan is talking to someone by the alley when she notices Gwyneth, who has tried to escape; “You do remember that you promised to sort out the garden for me, don’t you?” she says,
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"Would this afternoon be convenient for you?" |
“Would this afternoon be convenient for you?”
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Gwyneth does not look exactly eager |
Gwyneth agrees that she may as well get it done, and Megan is very grateful to her.
Mathew meets Rhys by the café, and apologises for spoiling his chances with Sioned;
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"Do you think you've got a chance with Sioned?" |
“Do you think you’ve got a chance yourself?” Rhys demands.
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"Going to spray paint his bedroom door?" |
Then he enquires, “How’s your new lodger behaving? How are you going to get rid of him? Spray paint his bedroom door? Sioned seemed very impressed after you sprayed Anita’s house.”
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Ricky is watching |
Ricky is watching this exchange from inside the café,
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"It's only old people coming in now" |
then comes outside and begs Rhys to stop the boycott of the café. Rhys says he will do so when Kelly apologises, but Ricky complains that it is only old people who come in these days. “Kelly should have thought of that before wrongly accusing me,” Rhys exclaims,
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"Come over to the shop flat tonight" |
“Listen, if you’ve missed us that much, come over to the shop flat tonight. We’ll have a laugh!”
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Ffion is looking rather 'down' |
Ffion is sitting, looking downhearted, in the Deri, when Garry asks if she is all right;
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"How did Hywel's birthday party go?" |
“How did Hywel’s birthday party go?” he continues.
Ffion jumps to the conclusion that Hywel has been talking to Garry;
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"He's told you, hasn't he?" |
“He’s told you, hasn’t he? It was only one kiss!” she protests,
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This is news to Garry |
and this comes as a great shock to Garry, who says that he has not seen Hywel.
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"Rekindling the fire, are you?" |
“Rekindling the fire, are you?” he laughs,
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"I want to move on, not go back" |
but Ffion explains that it was a mistake, and that she wants to move on, not go back. She has not talked to him;
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"No, you just snogged him!" |
Garry takes great delight in commenting, “No, just snogged him!”
She can see that he is not going to take this seriously, and tells him to go and serve someone; “And not a word, Garry, please!” she adds;
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Garry's lips are sealed |
he confirms that his lips are sealed, but Ffion is far from convinced.
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"Anyone special on your mind?" |
Meanwhile, Hywel is sitting at home in a meditative state; Rhys comes in and enquires whether there is anyone special on his mind.
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"I know exactly what you're thinking" |
“Yes, but not in the way you think,” is the reply, “I know exactly what you’re thinking – and it was a mistake – nothing more. I’m not looking for a relationship with anyone, especially an ex!”
Rhys concludes that does not leave him a much choice.
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He is very sympathetic towards Ffion |
“She has a complicated past – well, we have a complicated past,” Hywel explains, “What do I say to her? She’s been hurt so much over the years.”
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He is given advice by his son |
Rhys advises him to tread carefully, create the right ambience and be sensitive to her feelings. “I’m my father’s son,” he adds.
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Garry is talking to Llinos . . . |
Garry is talking to Llinos outside the Deri when he sees Gwyneth,
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. . . and gets a photo of Gwyneth in her gardening gear |
rushes across the road and takes a photo of her on his phone. “Shut up – you’re not funny. Being Megan’s friend is driving me crazy!”
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"You could always buy her a new cat" |
Garry suggests that she could always buy Megan a new cat.
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"I think she knows it was me" |
“I think she knows it was me – and now she’s taking advantage. I’m a lot of things, but I’m not stupid,” replies Gwyneth, “Now excuse me while I go and have a bath – and stick pins into my Megan doll!” Garry is amused.
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Britt is engrossed with her phone |
In the chip shop flat, Britt is busy with her phone
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Aaron is back on the Xbox |
as Aaron comes home from school and immediately plays with his Xbox.
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"The rule is homework first, remember" |
Colin reminds him that the rule is homework first, and he replies that it is difficult.
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This 3D pyramid is way beyond Colin . . . |
Colin offers his help, but is out of his depth when he learns that Aaron has to construct a 3D pyramid on PowerPoint.
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. . . so he turns to Britt . . . |
He turns to Britt, who is still on her phone, and asks, “Didn’t Chester and Catrin do these 3D pyramids? Didn’t you do it with them?”
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. . . who helps Aaron with his homework |
She suddenly remembers, and when she looks on the laptop, it all comes back to her;
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Colin thinks the old Britt is back |
Colin looks very pleased to see her taking an interest in Aaron.
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An awkward meeting between Hywel and Ffion |
When Hywel comes out of the café, he finds himself face to face with Ffion; neither of them know what to say to each other. “Ffion, do you fancy a meal at Tapas tonight?” he asks,
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Ffion uses Arwen as an excuse |
but she raises Arwen as an excuse. “I’ve talked to Elinor about Esther – I’m sure she could look after Arwen as well,” he assures her.
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"I'd better say yes, then" |
Ffion, rather reluctantly, says yes, and he will see her around six.”
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Just as Gwyneth was having a rest |
Gwyneth relaxes in the salon with a cup of tea, but this is short-lived as Megan comes in. “I hope you’re pleased with the garden,” Gwyneth says, and indeed Megan is very grateful, and then adds that the window cleaner has broken his arm.
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Now Megan wants her windows cleaned . . . |
“I was wondering if you could give them a bit of a shine for me,” Megan adds, “And I’ve got a wonderful rhubarb tart waiting for us!”
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. . . and Gwyneth's true character returns |
This is the final straw for Gwyneth; “I’m not interested in your rhubarb tart – you’re taking advantage – it’s never enough for you! You know, don’t you?”
Megan was under the impression that Gwyneth enjoyed helping her,
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"Are you serious?" |
but she exclaims, “Are you serious? Sweating buckets, getting my hands dirty – enjoying it? I was only doing it for one reason, as you know very well! I was a fool to think you wouldn’t find out!”
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"What are you talking about?" |
Megan is at a loss to understand what she is talking about, and then the realisation dawns
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"Llewelyn!" |
that it must be something to do with Llewelyn.
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"Yes, flipping Llewelyn!" |
“Yes, flipping Llewelyn!” snarls Gwyneth,
“You killed Llewelyn!” Megan gasps, and Gwyneth demands why else she would do all these favours –
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"I did it because I felt sorry for you" |
only because she feels sorry for Megan.
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"You did know, didn't you?" |
“You did know, didn’t you?” she says, as an afterthought. Megan walks to the door without another word, and leaves the salon.
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"How long is DJ staying here?" |
In the shop flat, Sioned is using the laptop, and Mathew is complaining about their new flatmate; “How long is DJ staying here?” he demands,
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"Don't be so hard on him!" |
and she urges him not to be so hard on DJ. “We have no idea how long he intends to be here – it could be months!” he groans.
Sioned encourages him, “Be supportive – he is fragile!”
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"By the way, Rhys sends his regards" |
Mathew says that Rhys sends his regards; “What’s that supposed to mean?” snaps Sioned, “Nothing’s going to happen between me and Rhys – we’re friends.”
Mathew points out that Rhys fancies her,
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"Jealous, are you?" |
and she replies, “Why are you asking all the time anyway? Jealous, are you?” Of course he denies this.
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Megan embarks on her anti-Gwyneth comp[aign |
Llinos is again in the village street when she encounters Megan, who is carrying a home-made placard, reading, ‘Animal Killer’, and incites her, “Don’t set foot inside that door – she killed my cat!”
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"You have no right to turn my customers away" |
Gwyneth comes out to demand what is going on, and points out that Megan has no right to turn her customers away.
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"And you had no right to kill my cat!" |
“And you had no right to kill my cat, either!” is the reply, “I thought we were friends – you Jezebel! You’ll have no clients left when I’ve finished with you!”
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"Don't be ridiculous, Megan" |
Gwyneth accuses her of being ridiculous, but Megan exclaims, “If someone murdered your best friend, what would you do?” Gwyneth threatens that if they cannot discuss this sensibly, she will have to phone the police.
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"Who do you think they will support?" |
“And who do you think they will support?” she is asked.
It is pointed out that the cat was an accident, but Megan emphasises that this is not the end of it;
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"There are other ways I can turn your customers away" |
“There are other ways I can turn your customers away, apart from standing here!”
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The meal starts in a self-conscious fashion |
At Tapas, Ffion and Hywel are served with their drinks, and rather self-consciously look at the menu; they decide against a starter.
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There's a reason why I asked you" |
Hywel thanks her for coming, and admits that there is a reason why he asked her.
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"That kiss – I don't know what came over me!" |
She tells him, “Listen, Hywel, about the kiss – there is nothing to talk about – I don’t know what came over me.”
He does not want her to get the wrong impression,
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"It was a mistake, Hywel!" |
and she again apologises that it was a mistake.
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"We don't want to go back there, do we?" |
They both agree they do not want to go back there, and now that the air is cleared, they are ready to settle down for an enjoyable meal.
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"I thought this was going to be much more difficult" |
“I thought this was going to be much more difficult,” he says,
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Now the meal takes on a more convivial tone |
and she feels very much the same. Now they decide they will have a starter,
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"Just change the numbers in the boxes" |
Britt is telling Aaron how to change the height or the width of his pyramid, he just has to change the numbers in the boxes.
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Colin believes all his troubles are over |
Colin is sitting, watching them, with a smile on his face.
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Now Aaron understands |
“Now you just need to put text in the boxes,” she tells Aaron, then her phone sounds,
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Britt suddenly decides to go and see Gwyneth |
and she suddenly finds it desperately urgent that she has to go out to see Gwyneth.
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"Do you have to go right now?" |
Colin is rather put out by her abrupt departure; “Do you have to go right now?” he asks, but she hurries out of the flat.
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Ricky realises that he has been set up |
When Ricky arrives in the shop flat, Rhys tells them he has a secret to share; “Tell them what you told me last week,” he says, “Don’t worry – we’re all mates.”
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"I painted that graffiti" |
Ricky has no choice, so he begins, “The truth is – I painted that graffiti.”
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"I thought Mathew did it!" |
This comes as a surprise to Sioned, who thought that Mathew did it; Rhys wonders why he gave her that impression, and Mathew says it was not intentional.
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"Were you trying to impress someone?" |
Rhys suggests that maybe he was trying to impress someone, and is quite happy to see Mathew in an embarrassing situation.
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"I shall have to tell Kelly now" |
“I shall have to tell Kelly now,” realises Ricky, “Because so many people know,” but they all agree that they will not tell anyone, as he is likely to get sacked if Kelly finds out.
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"We'll pretend that Mathew was the legend who did it" |
Rhys is sure that they can all pretend that Mathew was the legend who did it.
In Tapas, Hywel says, “I didn’t know what to think – there you were, half naked, and my own son giving you a massage!”
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"Your face was an absolute picture!" |
Ffion remembers the look on his face,
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"You're a good friend I can trust" |
and he continues, “I think a lot of you – you’re a good friend I can trust – and that’s what I need at the moment. I’m glad we understand each other.”
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"We're going away to North Wales for a while" |
“There’s something I should tell you,” Ffion says, “I’m going away for a while – I need a break. Arwen and I are going on holiday to North Wales – it will do us good.
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"We'll be away for as long as it takes" |
“We’ll be away for as long as it takes.”
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Colin texts Britt to ask where she is . . . |
Colin is sitting alone in the flat, watching the television and wondering where Britt has got to; he sends her a text, “Where are you?”
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. . . and again is worried about her |
and looks fed up.
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Britt and Gwyneth intend to help themselves . . . |
At that moment, Britt and Gwyneth have just let themselves into the locked Deri; “Right, this is my pub – one nightcap, and we are leaving,” says the drunken Britt.
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. . . but are hardly in a fit state |
As they are laughing together behind the bar,
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Garry is armed against intruders |
there is suddenly a bloodcurdling cry as Garry rushes downstairs, brandishing a baseball bat.
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"What on earth do you think you're doing?" |
“What on earth do you think you’re doing?” he shouts, and when told by his sister that they are having a drink, he declares, “No, you’re not – go home!”
Britt points out to him that she owns half the place, but he is unimpressed; he also reminds Gwyneth that she has Gwern tomorrow,
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"If Megan wasn't so unreasonable . . ." |
but she puts the blame on Megan. “If she wasn’t so unreasonable, I wouldn’t be out drinking!”
“Make sure you sober up before looking after my son!” Garry warns her. Britt apologises for her control freak of a brother, and then decides that they had better go home.
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Colin has fallen asleep |
Colin is asleep by the time Britt noisily arrives in the chip shop flat;
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"Where have you been?" |
he demands where she has been, and is told that she was with Gwyneth. Colin is angry;
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"It's not good enough, Britt!" |
“You left Aaron without telling him where you were going – it’s not good enough, Britt!” She objects to being told off, and giggles moronically, so that he wonders if she has been taking drugs.
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"When did you turn into such a spoilsport?" |
She replies that she has been out enjoying herself; “Do you remember doing that? When did you turn into such a spoilsport?” He insists that she let Aaron down tonight – and him, and it is not right.
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"I've been out – right?" |
Britt simply snarls, “I’ve been out – right? I enjoyed myself! I haven’t killed anyone! And now I’m going to bed!
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"If that's not right, well, stuff you!" |
“If that’s not right, well, stuff you!”
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Colin's fears are reinforced |
Colin is left looking very perplexed.
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