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Jason experiences the lure of the till . . . |
At APD, Jason, looking his usual miserable self, opens the till
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. . . he literally has his hand in the till |
and is tempted to take out some notes when his phone rings;
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Sandra is trying to contact him |
he sees that Sandra is phoning, and rejects the call.
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"Chips – very healthy!" |
Jason comes out of the chippy, and is reprimanded by Sioned; “Very healthy – that’s exactly what you had for lunch yesterday!”
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"I miss the fry-up in the café" |
His excuse is that he misses a fry up from the café, and when Ricky passes, she tries to get him to smuggle them out a breakfast.
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"Sorry you've been banned from the café" |
He apologises that they have been banned from the café, and Sioned is still protesting that it is not fair that Kelly and Anita are blaming Rhys.
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"Do you have a few hours to spare?" |
Jim comes hurrying towards Sioned and asks if she has a few hours to spare; “Cae Glas orders are piling up,
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"I'm desperate for help!" |
“and I’m desperate for help!” It appears that Colin is off today, so she cannot assist him,
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Kath has witnessed this |
but must man the shop. “I’m so far behind – Eileen had hoped to get it all sorted before the baby came – but I’ll sort it out myself, somehow!” Kath has been loitering by the fruit, listening to this exchange, and has an idea.
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"You can't drive, but you can answer your phone!" |
Jason’s phone rings again, but he ignores it; Dai growls, “I know you can’t drive, but you can answer your phone!”
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"How is DJ?" |
Jason rejects another call, and asks how DJ is.
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"He's not well at all" |
Dai anxiously answers, “He’s not well at all – he barely goes out. When I got up this morning, he was lying on the sofa – the telly had been all night. I’d give that Bethan a piece of my mind if she hadn’t run away!”
Jason remarks that she seemed so innocent; “Everyone has secrets, Jason,” Dai observes,
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"The innocent ones usually have the biggest secrets!" |
“The innocent ones usually have the biggest secrets!”
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"Sorry, Mam, I forgot them" |
Then Diane comes in, as she thought she would do some work on the books, but once again Jason says he has forgotten them.
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"Don't worry, Sara has given them to me" |
“Don’t worry – Sara has given them to me,” says Diane, much to Jason’s consternation, “All I need now are the till receipts.” He argues that he has not had time to go through them yet,
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She takes the till receipts . . . |
but she appreciates that he has enough on his plate, and will sort them out herself.
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. . . and Jason can see that the reckoning is near |
He anticipates that he is about to be found out.
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Kelly experiences a lack of customers |
At the café, Kelly is peering outside, looking for customers, as only Madge is there;
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"I bet it's something to do with Rhys and that lot!" |
“It’s dead, Ricky – I bet it’s something to do with Rhys and that lot! Perhaps they’ve been badmouthing us.” Ricky insists that it is not Rhys’s style to do that.
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Kelly tries a bit of the 'hard sell' |
Kath comes in, and Kelly announces the special for the day, “Brie and grape ciabatta – it’s gorgeous!” but Kath simply wants a word with Ricky.
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"I'm only working half a day" |
He announces that he is only working half a day,
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"Come straight home – I need your help" |
and Kath wants him to come straight home as she needs his help with something, but she does not specify what that is.
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This time Diane is phoning Jason |
Jason sits morosely in the Deri; his phone sounds, and this time he finds it is a call from Diane (incidentally, calling from the same number that Sandra used earlier). Again he rejects the call,
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"Have you had lunch, Jason?" |
just as Ed comes in and asks if he has had lunch; Jason says he is just leaving, and Ed senses that all is not well with him.
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"Fancy a pint after work?" |
“Do you fancy a pint after work? I could do with a night out,” Ed suggests, but Jason turns him down.
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"What are you doing, Gran?" |
When Ricky returns home, he finds that his grandmother is making a stew for Jim and the family;
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"It's a friendly gesture" |
“It’s a friendly gesture – they’ve got a new baby, Jim is back and forth to the hospital. They don’t have time to cook a decent meal.”
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"You don't even cook for us!" |
“You don’t cook for us, let alone other people!” protests Ricky, but she insists that this is the perfect time to start,
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He is set to work, chopping onions |
and assigns him to chopping onions.
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"I feel sorry for DJ" |
In the shop, Sioned is feeling sorry for DJ, and Rhys says he is welcome to come and share a couple of pints in the Deri.
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"How does that fit in with your healthy lifestyle?" |
Diane wonders how this fits in with the healthy lifestyle he is promoting, but is told that they can enjoy treats sometimes.
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"Ffion was saying he has magic hands" |
“Ffion was praising him earlier, saying he has magic hands,” Sioned tells her, and Rhys explains that he gave her a massage;
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"Yes, I'm trained in sports massage" |
he is trained in sports massage.
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"She said you're a miracle worker" |
Sioned pipes up again, “Ffion said you’re a miracle worker!”
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"If you ever want a demo, Sioned . . ." |
and Rhys replies if she ever wants a demo . . .
Kelly has come in during this conversation and looks at Sioned. Diane says that she could do with a massage, as she moved a few garden pots last week and has had a bad back ever since.
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Diane has booked a massage for 15:30 |
They arrange that Rhys will give her a treatment at half past three.
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"Look at all this mess for one stew" |
As Ricky stirs the stew, Kath is confident that it will taste lovely; “This is why people don’t cook at home any more – look at all this mess for one stew!”
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"No, Gran, let me do it!" |
She is about to put the rubbish in the bin,
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The evidence falls on the floor |
when she discovers an empty red aerosol paint can.
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"Ricky Jones . . . ." |
She says, “Ricky Jones,
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". . . you've got some explaining to do |
“I think you’ve got some explaining to do!”
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"She can't keep away from her hunk of a husband!" |
Diane returns to APD, and Dai mistakenly alleges that she cannot keep away from her hunk of a husband.
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"There's almost £15,000 missing!" |
She demands, “Jason, what’s going on with the books? There is almost £15,000 missing – you have been taking thousands out and putting cash in. The paperwork is all over the place!”
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"It may be disorganised, but it's all there" |
He admits that it may be a bit disorganised, but assures her the money is all there; she is quite convinced that it is not, and has checked it several times.
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"Remember, you made a total mess of the accounts" |
“It’s not so long ago that you made a total mess of the accounts, remember?” he remarks,
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"That's why I'm so careful now" |
and she replies that is why she is so careful now.
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"I'll check it tomorrow with a clear head" |
However he has sown the seeds of doubt in her mind, and she thinks he might be right; “OK – I’ll check it tomorrow with a clear head,” she says, “I can’t think straight at the moment. I’ve got an appointment now.”
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He has gained a temporaray reprieve |
Jason is relieved that he has been – temporarily – let off the hook.
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"Right, out with it!" |
Ricky and his Gran sit down; “Right, out with it!” she tells him, “It doesn’t take Sherlock Holmes to work out that red paint was used at Y Felin and Anita’s house.”
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"I was annoyed with them!" |
“I was annoyed with them!” Ricky begins, “It’s not fair that people like them get everything they want, just like that, while everyone else has to struggle for the same.”
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"No-one ever said life is fair" |
Kath reminds him that no-one ever said that life is fair.
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"Why do we have to suffer?" |
“But why do we have to always suffer?” he demands, “We have to slog our guts out for everything – my friends are University, while I have to work full-time for a year to afford to go!”
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"That was your choice, mind!" |
He is reminded that it was his choice to do that, and Kath hopes he does not get into trouble over this incident.
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"I should tell Rhys it was me" |
“Everyone thinks it was Rhys, but I think I should tell him it was me,” Ricky says, but his grandmother maintains that is the last thing he should do; he should keep his mouth shut. She insists that life is not fair, life is not right. If he keeps his mouth shut, everyone will have forgotten about it in a week or two.
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Then Kath has the sudden realisation that all is not well |
Then she notices that, in the kitchen, the stew has been boiling furiously;
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The stew is past redemption |
she finds that it is now ruined, and cannot be given to anyone.
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Plan B – curry from the fridge |
She has to resort to plan B, taking some curry from the fridge.
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Diane is highly appreciative of her massage |
At Bryntirion, Reese is hitting the spot with his massage of Diane; she is groaning with delight as Dai walks in through the back door.
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"What's going on here?" |
“What on earth? What’s going on here?” he shouts, and Diane calmly remarks that she was not expecting him home yet.
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"That's obvious!" |
“That’s obvious!” he rants, and she explains that Rhys is just giving her a massage, as he knows she has a bad back.
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"Stop this right now!" |
Undeterred, Dai orders them to stop now, and Diane tells him not to be so narrowminded. “No man would be happy to find his wife half-naked with a young man!” he roars.
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"Rhys is a professional!" |
“Rhys is a professional – and you could do with some help too!” Diane rages at him, then instructs Rhys to carry on.
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Kelly closes the café |
Kelly closes the café early, and Ed asks, “Fed up, are you?”
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"It's a rubbish day, Ed!" |
She describes it as a rubbish day, and admits,
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She needs a full-body massage session |
if it were not for the fact she was at war with Rhys, she would ask for a top to toe session.
“I’m telling you, Ed, standing up in these boots all day is murder!”
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"Arguing with Rhys is not good for your stress levels" |
As Ed massages her shoulders, he tells her that the argument with Rhys is not good for her stress levels. Sticking up for private enterprise like this is not like her,
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"She's not a capitalist – she's my aunt" |
but she answers, “Auntie Anita is not a capitalist, she is my aunt – she’s worked her guts out to be able to spend her money how she likes.”
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"But buying a holiday home?" |
“But buying a holiday home?” queries Ed, and Kelly points out that bullying a woman in her 60s who lives alone is not on.
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"Now you're a business-woman" |
Ed suggests, “Your views might have changed, now you’re a business-woman.”
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Now Dai is getting the Rhys treatment |
At Bryntirion, Dai is the one now receiving a massage on his legs, and Rhys can feel that it is tight. “It’s an old rugby injury – a game against Cwmllynfell in the mid 80s – a big bloke collapsed the maul deliberately – he was a pig!”
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"You should have a few sessions" |
Rhys suggests that he should have a few sessions, and then do workouts to strengthen the ligaments, he would feel a lot better.
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"Is everything all right, Dai?" |
Diane comes to enquire if everything is all right,
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"This guy is good with his hands" |
and Dai is forced to admit, “This guy is good with his hands.”
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"You sure you're OK, Jason?" |
Jason comes into the Deri and orders a pint; Ed asks if he is sure that he is OK, and Jason admits that he is not getting much sleep these days.
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"Perhaps we should ask Garry to organise another poker night" |
“It can’t be easy, with all that’s going on – DJ and Non,” commiserates Ed, “Perhaps we should ask Garry to organise another poker night – a bit of fun would do us all good.”
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Ed is in favour of making a profit |
Ed enjoys a night out, especially if he makes a profit,
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"There's a dead cert running at Kempton" |
and is told by Jason, “I’ve had a tip from a customer, a dead cert running at Kempton. I am putting £100 down – do you want me to put one on for you?
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"£1,000 in your pocket for Christmas" |
“You’ll get it back – it’s 10 to 1 – £1000 in your pocket for Christmas!”
When Ed protests that he cannot take the risk, he is told, “What risk? Don’t you know what a dead cert is? A sure thing – you can’t go wrong.”
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"Betting is a mug's game" |
Ed decides he cannot throw away money on a bet; “A mug’s game – that's what they say.”
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Kath takes her 'home-made' curry to Jim . . . |
Kath arrives at Penrhewl, where things are in rather a mess; she has brought him some curry which she has made.
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. . . who has no food in the house |
“This will come in handy, as there is no food here,” Jim tells her, “And I have to go through all the Cae Glas orders. Eileen wanted to get it all sorted before the little one arrived –
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"The doc hopes they can come home next week" |
“but Huwi-John had other ideas. The doc is hoping they can come home next week – it will be less chaotic with Eileen home.”
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"I think it will be more chaotic!" |
“Eileen and a new-born baby? I think it will be more chaotic!” comments Kath, “Do you want some help to catch up with these orders? Just tell me – give me the easy jobs, that’s all.”
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Kath will help him with his orders |
Jim admits that he needs to make another batch of chutney; he supplies her with the recipe, and she gets to work, saying that it looks easy.
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Sioned looks remarkably cosy with Rhys |
In the Deri, Rhys and Sioned are chatting when Ricky walks in;
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"I've got something to tell you" |
“I’ve got something to tell you,” he begins,
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"I painted the graffiti" |
“I painted the graffiti on Anita’s house and Y Felin. I’m sorry that you’re getting all the hassle.”
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"Ricky the anarchist! |
Rhys is surprised; “Ricky the anarchist!”
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"I'm going to get you off the hook" |
Ricky intends to own up to it, to get Rhys off the hook, even though he could lose his job.
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"I'm impressed you've got the guts!" |
“You don’t need to do that – don’t worry – I’m quite impressed that you’ve got the guts! They were asking for it, anyway!”
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Ricky feels much better now |
Ricky asks if he is absolutely sure, and feels much more relaxed now.
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Jason is poised to cancel his account |
Jason is at home with the laptop; he looks at the Jackstar4000 website, where he is logged in as ‘JFrancis 123’, and is poised to press the ‘Cancel Account’ button, but then closes the laptop.
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He sits, disconsolate . . . |
He looks thoroughly disheartened, and then his phone sounds again;
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. . . then Sandra phones again |
it is Sandra once more, and in a temper he flings the phone across the room, where it smashes.
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He is at the end of his tether |
He sits with his head in his hands.
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