I'll get them coming in.
You go round the back and get some photos of the church
as per the mood board.
They'll be ready by the main doors.
Mood board. Hear that, eh?
They're the real deal, this lot, I tell you now.
- OK. - Get your hair back...
- Leave it alone! - Fine.
Sorry, sorry.
Could you get some shots of me from the other side?
It's just my nose looks a bit snouty from the right.
You sure you're all right, love?
Yeah, 'course I am. Why wouldn't I be?
Well, you know, last-minute jitters.
I thought you liked Aaron!
Yeah, I do. He's just a bit uptight, isn't he?
- What? - Eh?
Lovely lad. Cracking boy. Welcome in the family.
One of us now.
- Dead! - What?
Your battery's dead? For God's sake, Ashley.
No. Body. Dead.
There's a dead body.
And my battery's dead.
*CREDITS*
Always feels more of a waste when they're this young.
And fit.
Is that inappropriate?
- Very. - Oh.
Well, this must be where all the local teenagers come to drink.
It's well posh.
There's a bottle of Pinot Noir there.
- Whatever happened to strong cider and spewing? - Yeah.
Kids today, they can't even get hammered properly.
Sorry I'm late. I've been with the Chief Super, I have.
She called me in to praise me.
- Praise? You? - Yeah.
She's impressed by our recent clearance rate.
She thinks I'm rubbing off on you.
It's pretty much all me.
Er, police work's a team game, Mallowan.
You might put them in the back of the net,
but I'm there in the dugout, picking the team,
choosing the formation.
Yeah. Anyway, I thought I'd come and help you out.
What have we got?
We have got Gethin Bennion, best man.
Ran a digital marketing company
with the groom, called Alto Ignite Digital Marketing.
Apparently, they're "brand-building disruptors".
Wow. I want to kill him myself.
Time of death?
Body temperature suggests either late last night
or early hours of the morning.
He was staying in the rental cottage over there
with the groom's party.
That's the groom, Aaron James, and his brother, Nathan.
Right.
Cause of death?
He might have been involved in a struggle.
Could have fallen or was pushed.
He certainly hit his head on a gravestone.
Bam.
What was he doing in the churchyard?
Not sure. No CCTV from the church,
but I've got Chaudhry asking around
to see if anyone else caught something.
But one of the glass panels
on the church's side door was smashed.
So we're thinking
he saw someone trying to break in from next door.
A have-a-go hero.
I don't know.
This is hardly a crime hot spot.
Something's off. It's like, you know when you're watching...
Married At First Sight and they're like...
"I'm ready for commitment."
And you're like, "No, you're not ready for commitment."
What?
It just looks staged. Obvious.
Is this going to take much longer?
Just a few more questions.
I need to speak to the church,
see if they can rearrange for later in the week.
Get your speech out of my face, Nathan.
Rearrange? You're not going to cancel?
Why do people keep asking that?
It won't make a difference if we wait a week or a year -
my best man's still not going to be here.
At least this way, it feels like Gethin's still involved.
You know, he really contributed a lot to the project.
You call your wedding a project?
This isn't just an ordinary wedding.
It's a digital marketing super-event.
They had clients from everywhere coming...
Cardiff, London, Lincoln...
LinkedIn.
Would I know someone from Lincoln?
Er, didn't your fiancee mind her wedding being turned into
a digital thingy thing-thing thing?
No. Sioned's invited potential clients too.
Yeah, she runs a local gallery.
It's great.
It means we could write off most of the costs as business expenses.
Wow.
What every girl dreams of.
Is there anything else we should know about Gethin?
How did he seem yesterday?
He was a bit weird.
We were meant to have a meal in the pub, but he didn't show.
Spent most of the day in his room.
Interesting. Oh!
Ah, my notebook's full.
Let me just, um...
It's OK. It's OK.
Yeah. Um...
So, "room all day."
Got it. Um, did you see him last night?
No, I was in my room all night.
I heard him, though.
Yeah, it was, uh, half 12.
Woke me up running the taps in his bathroom.
Well, thank you for your time.
And do you happen to know if there's a WHSmith's in the area?
It's just, you know, not ideal.
Do you?
Alan! You've hardly touched your breakfast.
These are high-end marinated salmon flakes, mate.
Don't come cheap.
You're not right, are you?
Today's main headlines.
Police investigating the murder of Gethin Bennion
in Cwmishel on Thursday have appealed for...
residents to come forward
with any information that may aid the investigation.
Mid-Wales Police have stated that despite...
a number of leads,
they are currently no closer to making an arrest.
If you do have any information that is pertinent to the case, then...
The killer shoved him, and, splat, brains all over the headstone.
You know, my macchiato hour used to be a sacred time.
Don't mind me joining, do you?
Mam! This is private police business.
You won't know I'm here. Just popped in for a nibble.
Can I have one of them chocolate pans, please, love?
Chocolate pan?
It's pain au chocolat, I've tried.
Right. This is the bride and groom.
And this is the victim, Gethin Bennion, 32,
male, six foot three.
I don't need his measurements.
I need to know about the man... how he thinks,
his preoccupations, how he breathes.
Well, he doesn't breathe any more, cos he's dead.
And the happy couple are off on their honeymoon soon,
so we have to act quick.
What, they're going ahead with the wedding?
The best man's not cold yet.
They'll be lucky if it doesn't clash with the funeral.
Right. OK.
So you say the murder was face-to-face.
Intimate. But was it planned?
Planned, Chapel?
No, no, no, no, no, no, it's not planned.
This is an act of passion.
Secret, perhaps, come to light in the darkness of the graveyard?
Yes? That's interesting.
_
My mental faculties are all present and correct,
thank you, Yvonne.
- Mam, sh, sh! - Now, let's have a look.
Ah, best man's speech.
Anything interesting in this?
Nothing, except for the dangerous level of bants,
though one of the cards was missing.
We think he must have lost it.
Well, thank goodness the meticulously thorough
arm of the law is on the case. No, no, no, no, no, no.
No, look at this. Look, look. You see these? Look.
Some actors, proper actors, do the same.
Mark which words to emphasise,
where to leave a dramatic pause.
It's naff, but it's fastidious.
No, these are not the preparations of a man
that would just mislay an important part of his speech.
His big moment. No.
This card has been stolen.
This speech is significant.
You're right. The speech was significant.
Well, it's a gift, you know.
No, no, not this speech. Nathan, the brother.
He had a speech printed out.
Why? Unless he knew he was going to be the new best man.
I'll have that chocolate pan to take away, love.
Are you off? I'll come with.
As you're going to Cwmishel, that's where my vet's are.
We can go by mine and pick him up.
Alan's off his food.
Alan?
Stray cat. They have deep and meaningfuls, apparently.
_
I'll get this, shall I?
Rhiannon.
Janie.
Rhiannon.
Yvonne.
John Chapel?
Hello.
Can I get a latte, please, with oat milk?
I have IBS. I can't have dairy.
I'm the same with lentils.
Tummy like a washing machine.
Mam! Come on.
All right?
A bit of a peculiar vibe, sensing history there.
- Who was that? - Nobody.
Rhiannon Hopkins.
She's got some nerve showing her face around here again,
- after what she did to you. - Mam!
Made her life hell.
I'd half a mind to give her a right telling-off in there.
Well, you didn't. You chatted about lentils, so drop it.
Mam, what are you doing?
Well, can't I come? I love weddings.
This isn't a wedding. It's a murder investigation.
And a taxi service for cats, apparently.
You'd struggle to get a taxi licence for this rolling scrapheap.
Have a good murder!
Sick everywhere.
You told me he was a seasoned traveller.
I'm sorry, but he probably found your driving alarming,
and he's not alone.
Anyway, bit of sensitivity, he's not well.
I'm concerned about him.
Well, he can get the bus home.
My back seat will never be the same again.
And while we're here, no talking to my suspects.
Keep a low profile, OK?
- You off the telly, is it? - Oh, crap.
It is you, isn't it? Caesar?
I always loved you in that Vision Express advert years ago.
"This was murder.
"It's clear to see."
Ah, yes. Yes, it was my finest hour.
You lot going to be finished soon?
All these police comings and goings,
- it's disturbing the badgers. - Badgers?
I'm head of the Cwmishel Badger Watchers.
We get very rare badgers around here.
Only, ever since this murder, there's been no sign of them.
All gone underground.
Don't they live underground?
- Another enthusiast, is it? - Sorry, got to go.
Proper police business to be doing.
What? All three of you?
Oh, yes. Yes.
He's a very highly-trained FSO -
Feline Special Operative.
Oh! Sorry.
Made me jump.
- Not nervous, are you? - No.
Er, all good.
Just a busy, busy day.
God, your boot is clean. What do you clean it with?
I only ask because, uh, my car's covered in cat sick.
Car shampoo.
Yeah. Coconut.
Yeah. Smells like pina coladas.
All ready for the best man speech?
- Honestly, I-I'm bricking it. - Yeah.
Didn't you have a speech ready on the morning of the wedding?
Almost like you knew Gethin wasn't going to turn up or something?
No.
Er, just...
I wrote it weeks ago.
Just wanted to be prepared in case Aaron changed his mind.
Do you know what I smell, Nathan?
Apart from the properly lush coconut aromas.
Honestly, you're going to have to tell me
where you get that car shampoo.
No, what I smell is somebody lying.
All right.
I thought he'd ask me to be best man.
I mean, I'm his brother.
Gethin was a tool, but Aaron never saw it.
Even when Gethin got chucked out of uni,
Aaron still thought he was a legend.
- You really didn't like him. - No.
And it's not just me. Sioned didn't like him.
She thought I should be best man, too.
I mean, why would you choose him over your own brother?
Cos he was hot? It's good for the photos.
Sorry, I shouldn't have said that out loud, but...
Hey, you're the best man now,
and that's all that matters.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Don't mess it up.
Joking.
Or am I?
I am.
Oh! That's...
Sorry.
I was in a world of my own then.
- Can I help you? - Yeah, no, I was just admiring
this superb chiaroscuro here.
Yes. I can feel the passion behind each brushstroke.
Oh, ta, that's...
That's one of mine, actually.
- Is it? - Yeah.
Oh, yes. Well, congratulations.
Thanks.
Hang on. Are you...?
Are you John Chapel?
- Well... - Sioned Grant!
- How do you do? - What are you doing here?
Well, I thought I'd pop in and see if I could find something
that really speaks to me.
I mean, most people just want something to match the curtains.
I bet they do. Yeah.
No, I've always been fascinated by how...
how fine-art painting
and fine-art performing are related.
We both strive to reveal the concealed truth
of human contradictions, don't you think?
God, yeah. Yeah, absolutely.
Sorry. Just, er, wedding stuff.
Yeah. Of course. Yeah.
Yes?
Well, what if we halve the number of roses?
OK, dahlias.
Look, any colour!
If it's got a stalk and it isn't dead, it'll be fine.
Sorry.
Uh, having a bit of a 'mare. Getting married in two days.
Have you thought about changing your florists?
Yeah, well, the... the bigger issue
is the best man dropping out
because he's dead.
Sorry.
Ignore me.
It's just, er, been a lot to take in.
I heard about it on the news.
I'm sorry.
It must have been a terrible shock for you.
Yeah. I mean, if it was up to me, we'd wait,
you know, and do things properly, but...
Well, I don't know, maybe that's worse.
Like we're forgetting him or something.
Oh, sorry.
God, I don't even like Gethin.
No, no, no, I understand.
No, you're an artist.
We feel things too deeply.
It's an affliction.
Um, right. Why don't we do a private viewing?
Lose ourselves in some art.
Cat sick and coconut.
Better.
Chaudhry.
Janie! I've been looking into Gethin Bennion's financials,
- like you asked. - Anything interesting?
Two weeks ago, Gethin Bennion paid a classic car company two grand
- to hire the wedding car. - Weird.
You'd think it'd be the father of the bride who'd be paying.
He was. I took a statement from Chris Grant,
who paid Gethin to hire the wedding car,
but he paid him four grand, not two.
Did he now?
Chris Grant?
- Yep. - DS Mallowan, Trebach CID.
I know you!
You're the Carmarthen Carpet King!
Oh, I remember your advert!
"Underlay, underlay, offer ends tomorrow!"
"Your King commands it!"
My mam had one of your carpets.
Really? Did you say your name was Mallowan?
- Yeah. - Yeah, I remember it well.
Loop pile, penthouse grey. Good carpet. Good choice.
- Wow. - Nice one.
Anyway, what can I do for you, love?
Oh, just tying up a few loose ends.
You paid Gethin for the wedding car?
Yeah.
Yeah, he said he'd get me a deal.
You know, save a bit on the tax.
I shouldn't be saying that to a copper, but you seem all right.
Can't believe the Carpet King thinks I'm all right!
Oh, buzzing!
Yeah. Thing is, though, er, you paid him 4,000,
and he only paid two.
He was ripping you off.
Really?
You know, he was a slimy little get.
Sioned wasn't a fan. He had a massive fallout
with Aaron's brother the night of the stag.
Yeah, he probably had all this coming.
I shouldn't have told you that either. But anyway. So...
Pretty careless, you know, throwing your money around.
The king should be more careful with "the royal coin!"
Sorry. I'm annoying myself.
Um, where were you the night of the murder?
Well, I'm staying with Sioned till after the wedding.
And Sioned can verify your movements?
Yeah, till about nine o'clock.
She's been going up early since I've been here.
She says I've got the telly on too loud.
She goes up with her earplugs in.
Between you and me, I think I'm getting on her wick a bit.
Oh, poor you...
Your Majesty.
Sorry, sorry, I know, I know you're not a real king.
You're not. I know that.
Anyway, she's a grown woman.
She doesn't want me under her feet, so...
It's only temporary.
Like one of these sad adults still living at home with their parents, eh?
Yeah, I still live with my mam.
Look at that. Yep. Well, I'll be late for AA.
Yeah. Got a faulty carburettor.
Yeah. No, I'm an alcoholic.
So...
there we are.
- Um, well, all the best. - Yeah.
- Good luck with it all. - Thanks.
It's not forever, living with my mam. Just...
Just saving till I've got the deposit. Yeah.
I'm going to start looking at flats pretty... pretty...
He's gone. Gone.
It's very striking.
Sioned felt that I really responded to it viscerally.
All right, Van Gogh.
I told you to stay away from my suspect.
A transparent cry for help. Couldn't have made it clearer
that subconsciously, you wanted me involved.
Luckily for you, I found an elegant way to do so.
Oh, by spending a fortune on a painting of squares.
Lifting the veil on the bride's true character.
An invigorating conversation on the contemporary arts
- was merely an added bonus. - Oh, I bet.
Pretty woman telling you what
amazing taste you have in paint blobs.
Of course you don't understand, you barbarian.
Yeah, must have been a nice change
from all the trivial chats with me about murder.
Do you want to know what I found out?
Well, please, furnish me with your rudimentary deductions.
Oi, why are you being more rude than normal?
Because somebody's keeping me from my morning double espresso.
This is my cafe hour!
And you know I don't like changing my schedule.
But, no, we have to meet here
because you're avoiding some girl from the past.
This has nothing to do with Rhiannon, OK?
So just zip it and listen.
Now, Gethin was ripping off the father of the bride
for two grand.
Well?
Mildly interesting, yes.
Yes. It tells us a little about Gethin's psychology,
but a petty cash crime? Oh, no, it's, er...
It doesn't ring true as a motive.
The real enigma here
is the groom charging ahead with the wedding.
Yes, Chapel, yes. That's interesting.
Aaron did just lose his best mate.
People can get a bit weird when something like that happens.
But still, it's hardly fitting for what's meant to be
the happiest day of your life.
No, it's Aaron's behaviour that doesn't add up here.
No, I shall, uh, dive a little deeper with Sioned later.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, you're not seeing her again.
Mm, could be tricky.
Oh, thank you so much.
This is going to be amazing for my portfolio.
Oh, please, no, it's...
Pleasure's all mine.
Um, so...
Where would you like me to, er, to face?
I don't want to interfere with your choices,
but I have been told that, er...
this is my most impactful side.
Yeah. Lush.
Oh, this already feels like a really fruitful collaboration.
I don't...
Right. Pop your clothes on the stool.
I didn't think that we were...
I'm joking!
Your face!
Shake It Off is a kind of hymn.
Well, can you try it?
She's got 14 Grammys. I think the Lord would approve.
Hello?
Hello!
What is the...?
- I know you. - Yeah.
Were you at Cardiff Digital Marketing Fest last year?
Alas, no. I missed it.
This is John Chapel, the actor. He's famous.
Oh, of course.
Yeah, from the... film?
He's letting me paint him.
The week of our wedding? Sion, how long is that going to take?
Well, it takes as long as it takes. It's art.
I can't put a time on these things.
This is the Focus all over again.
Oh, here we go.
Focus?
Gethin helped me buy a second-hand car last year,
but I was too indecisive for someone.
The demon of indecision.
Interestingly, I once...
You must have visited every showroom in Wales.
You know what? I can't create with your energy in here.
Why are you creating?
It's been a very difficult time for you both, losing your friend.
Grief hits us all in different...
Yeah, there's no time to grieve. Wedding, honeymoon, back to work.
Digital marketing doesn't stop because someone died.
Yeah?
I imagine yours is a very tough industry.
Balls to the wall. High pressure.
Yeah. Yeah. It's 24/7, 365.
I've always thought I'd be good in marketing, you know. Yeah.
That ability to grasp the true desire of the human heart,
to turn a mere object into a collective symbol
of our deepest hopes and dreams.
Yeah.
Funny tweets help, too, but...
Oh, sorry.
Caterers.
Hello? Yes. If you're telling me
you can't turn around a four-tier wedding sponge
in 24 hours, then hang up, hombre.
Sorry about him.
He's, um, under a lot of pressure.
Actually, he's always like that.
I see.
OK. Where were we?
So, Chaudhry, how's the CCTV hunt going?
Yeah, really boring. It's like watching the telly
without knowing what the programme is.
Keep trying. Turns out our victim was chucked out of uni.
See if you can find out why.
Are you checking your socials?
Not mine. Apparently Gethin and the groom's brother
fell out on the stag do.
"Legends On Tour 2025."
Sick.
- Has Nathan...? - Wet himself?
- Yeah. - Looks like it.
Why do men do that on stag dos?
We don't all wet ourselves.
Every stag do I've come back from dry as a bone.
Actually, there was one time, right?
But I didn't think anyone would see it, so I just kind of, like...
Oh, thank God.
Hi! Yeah. Coming now.
Never, ever tell me the end of that story, OK?
Gotcha.
Cause of death, brain damage
as the result of a fractured skull due to a severe blow to the head.
Now, a couple of interesting things about our Gethin.
What time did you say he was up using the toilet?
The groom and his brother heard him in his bathroom
running the taps at half midnight.
Yeah, well, they're talking out their arse.
I can be more precise about the time of death.
His watch was smashed during the incident.
- Stopped at 11:30. - Really?
What else?
His stomach contents.
He had a lot of laxatives in his system.
We're talking a lot.
Surprised we can't see Armitage Shanks imprinted on his arse,
the amount of time he must have spent on the toilet.
Maybe...
Yeah, I think I know who's behind this.
You've gone.
I just wanted him out of the way for the wedding.
And so I stuck a load of laxatives
in with his vitamin powder the day before.
And that's why he didn't leave his room all day.
I went and looked for him!
And then I found the body.
I smashed the church door to make it look like a robbery
and then I washed the glass with the laxatives in,
you know, in case of CSI stuff.
And that's who Aaron heard running the taps.
I didn't mean to kill him.
Oh, no. You... You didn't kill him, Nathan.
- I didn't? - No.
- For real? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Feels so good not to be a murderer.
Yeah. Yeah.
Oh, one last thing. Um...
When you did the laxatives,
did you steal a card from the best man's speech?
No, I never took any card.
OK. Thanks, Chaudhry.
Got you some biscuits. I ate them on the drive over.
What? I haven't had lunch yet.
You're almost saint-like in your care for others.
That was Chaudhry on the phone.
He's been in touch with Cardiff Uni
about why Gethin got chucked out.
He'd been stealing exam papers
and selling them to students.
- What are you doing? - Stretching.
I'm exhausted. I've been sitting all day.
Oh, poor you. I've been on my feet since six.
Oh, you'd understand if you'd ever sat.
I mean truly sat.
The focus required!
- Oh! It's a high-wire act. - Yeah, yeah.
You're amazing.
Well, it's all Sioned, really.
Even though I said it was taxing, you know, it's...
She makes it all seem effortless.
Time seems to fly when I talk to her.
What, and time doesn't fly when you're talking to me?
Well, it's different, isn't it?
It's more cultured.
Oi! I'm cultured!
I watch BBC Four, and not just because of the old Top Of The Pops.
I think you're getting a bit too close to someone
- who could be our killer. - No, no, no, no.
I'm remaining completely neutral here, but Sioned, killer?
No, out of the question.
It's ridiculous. It's insulting.
She's a sensitive, artistic soul. It doesn't equate.
She didn't like Gethin.
She liked him enough for them to be having an affair.
She was having an affair with her fiance's best friend?
Clearly!
Sioned's not a picky person.
She didn't mind what flowers she had at her wedding,
yet she was crippled with indecision
about buying a second-hand car?
I don't know what she was doing with Gethin,
but they weren't looking at hatchbacks.
Poor Aaron.
Well, he's not exactly a paragon of innocence.
He turned his wedding into a networking event.
Yeah, well, his best friend was sleeping with his fiancee.
Sort of swings and roundabouts.
He prioritised his career over his partner.
- That is unforgivable. - No, it's not.
You can't judge people by your standards.
Not everybody has a perfect marriage.
You don't know a thing about my marriage.
Well, I would if you actually spoke about it.
I bet you never shut up about Elin to artsy-fartsy Sioned.
I would rather my late wife remained
conversationally off limits, OK?
But I want to talk about her!
I want to talk about what you were like together.
Like who was in charge of the remote?
I bet you can tell a lot from that.
But you never talk to me about it,
even though I can see how happy you were.
Oh, yes, cos my marriage was perfect!
I was so busy with work that
I didn't even know she was dying
until it was almost too late. And I don't...
I don't want to hear your amateur attempts at psychology,
thank you.
What do you know about real human relationships?
The person you've spent most of your time with
is a television character!
He's probably the only reason you're even here!
Fine.
But unlike the actual amateur in the room,
I'm going to follow the evidence.
You can save your waffling for your chats with Alan.
You know he's not been well. That was...
That was in very poor taste.
OK, we did have a thing, but it was over months ago.
You should have mentioned the relationship with Gethin earlier.
I know, but it was embarrassing more than anything.
Look, Gethin was cheesy. You know? The kind of bloke
you have a really bad one-night stand with,
- and I went and had about 15 with him. - Why?
What's that saying about why men climb mountains?
I don't know. Cos they're weird?
No. Because he was there.
This is mid-century and he's been eating monkey nuts out of it.
Diolch, Dad!
_
I even asked him to step down.
_
Well, not much, because we maybe sort of slept together again.
Look, I'm not perfect, OK?
Did Aaron know about the affair?
God, no.
Of course I knew about the affair.
I'm sure the Lord wouldn't mind one glitter cannon.
Could ask him?
Yeah. Murder investigation here. Do you mind?
Thank you.
You decided to keep Gethin as your best man,
even though he was shaking sheets with your fiancee.
I know it seems crazy, but it's just an affair.
Me and Sioned would speak after the big day.
I've already got a spreadsheet for couples counsellors.
Right. Probably a good idea.
- Yeah. - And there's always divorce.
OK, well, if that's everything...
No, no, no. You know what's been bugging me?
With every fact I learn about Gethin,
why you chose to keep him as your best man.
He was my oldest friend.
Yeah, from uni.
Until he got chucked out for selling exam papers.
See, now, does that sound in character for Gethin?
A complex university exam fraud syndicate?
He had hidden depths.
No, it has somebody else's fingerprints all over it.
Your fingerprints.
Sorry, I should ask before I touch you.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
OK, fine.
- Yes, it was me. - Cool.
When that all came out, I thought that was my future over.
I should have been thrown out, but Gethin took the fall.
So you owed him?
Yeah, but he pushed it too far.
He stopped trying at work. He kept upping his salary.
I mean, I had to put my foot down.
I told him we were square.
Yeah, but Gethin said "nah"
and threatened to expose you.
I checked his best man's speech and there were all these jokes
about, "There's no cheat sheet for married life."
So you shut him up.
All I did was take the card out of his speech.
- Can you move back a bit? - Oh, yeah.
Sorry. I... Yeah, I had falafel for lunch.
It always repeats on me.
Yeah.
I just find 'em such majestic creatures.
That's why I'm keen to join, you see.
I'd really love to find out more about the local badger population.
Now, then, here's your card.
Membership number 002.
Having a famous member, this could really help us
get local press attention.
You could be our Bono.
I was actually wondering, um,
do you have, uh, night-vision cameras
to... to, uh, to watch the badgers?
Yeah, yeah. Got one here in my garden.
Amazing the things you see.
Caught a badger having a play with a fox.
Just here.
Well, that's...
Uh, one moment, please.
So, are you suddenly into badgers
or are you just interfering with my investigation?
Probably the latter.
But, um, I was actually hoping to run into you to...
say sorry.
Bloody hell.
It's probably the only word I've never heard you say.
Well, I... shouldn't have taken it out on you.
But in my defence,
I was worried about Alan, and I'd been sitting all day.
- Now, you really... don't understand the effect... - OK.
OK. Stop now, whilst the apology's still an apology.
And for the record,
Caesar's not the only reason why I come to you.
He couldn't do what you do -
the character, emotional business, you know.
Plus, he is way cleverer than you.
- Like, he's an actual genius! - Yeah. All right.
I think your point has already been rather succinctly made,
but I...
I think I have found a way to make it up to you.
Oh, it's not a candle, is it? Cos, honestly, I just...
I don't understand the hype with those sort of things.
I think it's just like burning money.
The Cwmishel Badger Watchers have a night-vision camera
that points towards the churchyard.
We asked everyone in the area if they had CCTV.
It's not CCTV.
It's an infrared badger-cam.
Right. Well, I think we've got some evening viewing.
Yeah.
Do you think we'll ever actually see a badger?
No...
Another crisp packet.
Wow!
Arty Sioned really can't do hands.
No.
An artistic soul, but not the most gifted at portraiture.
Your fingers look like sausages.
It's Sioned.
Yeah, I know. She can't paint for sh...
- Oh, it's Sioned! - Oh...
In your statement, you said you were in bed from 9pm,
but you went to the churchyard to meet Gethin
around the time he was murdered.
For the tape, I have just shown the suspect
footage of her heading to the churchyard to meet Gethin.
For the tape, I also really like the suspect's brooch.
Oh! Diolch. Ma' fe o Tiger a Bear.
For the tape, the suspect has just responded in Welsh
and named a shop that is way out of my price range.
This does not look good.
I mean, the footage, not the brooch.
What were you doing there?
Gethin texted me, said he had to see me,
so I snuck out my bedroom window.
Made me feel like a 15-year-old climbing out
while Dad was watching telly.
You went to see him even though your affair had finished -
What was it you said? Months ago?
It had! Only, that night, Gethin said...
He said he was in love with me.
He wanted us to run away together.
Look, I told him it was over, it was a mistake.
And how did he react to that?
Well, not great, but he came around eventually.
OK, fine. He threatened to tell Aaron everything.
- So you killed him? - No!
I called him an idiot and I told him to go home.
Look, can we do this another time?
I'm getting married in the morning.
Let's go over the timeline again.
- For God's sake. - And also, out of curiosity,
how much was the brooch?
We didn't have enough to arrest her.
Chris dismissed the duty solicitor,
brought in some big hotshot. Must have cost a bomb.
Well, money's no object when it comes to protecting his little girl.
It's at the core of his character.
I just... I just can't see it being Sioned.
The evidence is there!
She went sneaking out of the house to meet her former lover
around the time he was murdered.
Yes, but she wouldn't kill to protect her secret.
If anything, she's the victim of a work-obsessed fiance.
Is it possible this is a little bit about you?
I just think Sioned deserves someone who cares about her,
who'd do anything to make her happy.
Of course.
What?
The television.
Something was off about her story.
- I think... - We have to stop a wedding!
I said it first.
You look stunning, love.
Thank you.
What are you doing here?
OK. Settle down.
_
We can't cancel the wedding again.
Nah. It looks amateurish.
I'm afraid your grand vision has to give way to something
even more precious.
The truth.
Is that Caesar? What's he doing here?
Mr Chapel came to me as a concerned citizen...
very quietly and in the background.
I'm not just an aficionado of the arts,
but aficionado... of justice.
Do you understand the word background?
Yeah. Can someone explain what the hell's going on?
Between you all, there's been a lot of secrets,
and they're going to come out now.
There was one secret that led to Gethin's death.
He was having an affair.
Yeah.
With Sioned.
_
It's OK. I knew.
You weren't exactly subtle.
Stank of Sauvage.
Right. OK. That's the end of this circus now,
thank you very much.
I'm going to walk my daughter down the aisle.
Not today.
Chris Grant, I'm arresting you...
W-What's going on?
Don't listen to her, Sioni. Doesn't know what she's saying.
You killed Gethin.
Over 2,000 quid?
It wasn't about the money.
But it was about the wedding.
You put a lot of pressure on the wedding being perfect,
a way to make up for the past.
Sorry. What the hell has it got to do with you, mate?
Hey? I mean, that's not a sin, is it? It's not a crime.
Yeah, very much in the foreground right now as well.
Oh, indeed, not a crime.
But the pressure built up.
Sioned went to bed.
You were feeling the stress,
your guilt over your neglect of Sioned as a child,
your alcoholism.
- No. - You hated yourself.
- No. - You tried to resist, but you needed a drink.
You found one, and you went to where
the local teenagers go to drink.
The churchyard.
Oh, Dad...
You're a considerate dad.
You wouldn't have the telly on loud the night before a wedding...
unless...
you wanted her to put her ear plugs in
so you could sneak out.
You went to the churchyard around the back.
That's why we didn't pick you up on badger-cam.
OK, you're going to have to explain badger-cam.
After a while, you heard somebody coming, so you hid.
- You were there? - No!
You heard the argument between Gethin and Sioned.
You heard him threatening to ruin her big day.
You wouldn't let that happen.
I wasn't there.
We found a bottle near the body.
A bottle of... Chat-o... Pont... Balee-vet?
Chateau Pont Balivet.
That one. Yeah.
A Pinot Noir.
Goes surprisingly well with fish.
- Does it? - It does.
We're running forensics on it.
I think it'll prove the link between you and the crime scene.
Dad?
It wasn't just the threat.
It was the way he spoke to you, Sioni.
I had to do something.
You didn't have to do anything.
I told him I couldn't have him ruining her wedding day.
But he could see I'd been drinking, and he laughed.
And then he said he was going to tell Sioni everything.
I just pushed him.
I didn't mean to kill him.
Why couldn't you just leave things alone?
I couldn't have him treat my little girl like that.
Please let me walk my daughter down the aisle.
I-I'm sorry.
I feel terrible, Sioned.
Um... Truly, if...
Oh, shut up and go away.
Fair enough.
They've rearranged the wedding for next week now.
Best of luck to them.
I doubt it'll last.
Mind you, no marriage is perfect, I suppose.
You know...
Sioned doesn't care that Aaron loves his work.
She's choosing him anyway.
- Don't. - I'm just saying. Like...
I don't know what happened with you and Elin, but...
I'm sure you were a brilliant husband.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
So consumed in my work
that Elin couldn't tell me she was ill. Yeah.
If I'd have known...
well, I could have been there more.
Maybe she didn't want you there more.
Sorry, that sounds harsh, but...
maybe what she needed was to be alone.
Or what she thought she needed.
Either way, it was her choice.
Don't take that away from her.
Thank you.
Don't look now, but...
Yeah, very much looking now, there, yeah...
- Shall we go somewhere else? - No.
Can I get an oat milk latte, please?
I'm not hiding any more.
I'm going to deal with this like an adult.
- All right? - All right?
- You all right? - Yeah. You all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Whoa. It...
It takes the bigger person to stand up and ignore the past.
That... that shows real growth.
Yeah. No, not that.
I, uh, switched our drinks - full-fat dairy.
She's going to be up half the night redecorating the bathroom.
Thanks.
I take that back about growth.
That was infantile and crass.
Will you give me a lift, please?
I need to take my portrait to the tip.
Aw, can I have it? It's hilarious.
Absolutely not.
Oh, go on. It's great.
You can tell it's good because the dodgy hands
actually follow you around the room.
- Go on! - Forget it!
- It's fantastic. - Forget it!
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