Hidden/Craith (2018) s01e03 Episode Script

He'll need palliative care.
Do you know, Cad, you could show a bit more interest.
Are you serious, Elin? When can I have Mali home? They won't give her back.
Sorry, these things take time.
Come on.
I could lose my job.
- Leave me alone.
Watch yourself.
Where's Dad? He went to bed.
He wanted an early night.
I thought you'd be at work.
I'm still at work.
You could have called.
If you were free.
- I'm not trying to avoid you, Elen.
Really? - Yeah, really.
Yes? What's so important? Dad.
What else is there? - You saw how Beth was.
I've tried to talk to her but she won't listen.
She needs time.
- Dad has no time left.
I'm sorry, Cad, but it's true.
He's going to deteriorate quickly.
We have to be ready.
We need to organise a care plan for him.
And then maybe we can focus on On the end? On each other? You have to talk to him, Cad.
What makes you think he'll listen to me? Because you're the apple of his eye.
That's not true.
Of course it is.
You're everything to him, Cad.
And after all that attention all the support he gave you what did you do? You left college halfway through.
And then you ran off to the army.
Here we go again.
You know it wasn't personal.
Maybe not to you.
I need a fag.
I thought you were going to stop.
- I'm trying to.
Try a bit harder then.
I will.
Dad's been busy.
Yeah.
Listen, Els.
We're getting a divorce.
What? It's okay.
We don't argue.
We don't even talk if I'm honest.
That's probably the problem.
Things just finished.
I'm sorry.
There's no point telling Dad.
He doesn't need to know.
He thought the world of Rhyds.
I did too.
I married him.
I do want to help.
With Dad, that is.
I'm just I don't know where to start.
Start by talking to him.
Please.
Hi.
Dad? Are you home? Dad? Dad.
What are you doing? There was a box.
What box? - A box.
It was full of pictures, school pictures.
Your mother kept them somewhere.
Where are they? Where are they? Fuck.
Leave it, go back inside.
It's fine.
I'll do it.
Just go.
Just let me do it.
Lea.
Stop it, will you? For fuck's sake.
Sorry.
Sorry.
I can't see her face.
Leave it.
I'll sort it in the morning.
DI John.
What do we have? Someone tried to kidnap a girl tonight? Lowri Driscoll, 23 years old.
Do we think there's a connection with Mali Pryce's case? Possibly.
A young girl with dark hair and similar features.
She's the same age and build.
Do we have a description of the attacker? He's male and tall.
That's all we know.
Where's the girl? She's at hospital with an FO.
DS Vaughan? I went home to see my mother.
I drove up to the farm after work.
I finished work at about six.
Six thirty.
I was at Mam's house by seven, I think.
Mam wanted me to stay for supper.
I didn't want food.
I just wanted to go home.
I think I left at about nine.
Mam said Dad would be home around eight.
I waited a little.
He didn't come home.
So, I just went.
What happened after that? When I left, it was pouring with rain.
I drove up the road.
Up to the gate.
The gate was closed.
I got out of the car to open the gate.
And then when I went back to close it.
He just came out of nowhere.
Did you see his face? We know this is hard, Lowri.
Can you think of anyone who'd want to hurt you? Anyone at all? Lowri? My ex.
Marc.
Marc Lewis.
When did you last see Marc? When did you last speak? Earlier this evening.
He turned up at the end of my shift.
He started screaming and shouting.
Do you think Marc might have had something to do with what happened? I don't know.
Is everything alright, Dylan? You haven't been here all night, have you? No, I'm I don't know.
What's the time? It's just after nine.
I'm going to be late for work.
Are you sure you're alright? - Yes.
I'm just I'm just late.
Okay.
Well, if you're sure.
Um, I've cut some trees down by the house.
I've got plenty of firewood left over for winter.
I could bring some over for you.
It could save you some work.
There we are, I'll let you get on.
I'll see you in a few days.
Shit.
What? - I know him.
He's an estate agent.
He showed me and Sam a house in Beaumaris last week.
Are you moving? You kept that quiet.
Well Was it nice, this house? It was okay.
Too expensive.
Sam liked it.
Okay.
Come on, then.
What's going on? It's 7.
30 in the morning.
I have to be at work by nine.
We're sorry to keep you, Mr Lewis.
Well? We appreciate your time.
My name is DI Cadi John.
This is DS Owen Vaughan.
Can you tell us where you were last night? Wednesday, the 18th of October between nine and ten.
Why? Because at 9.
30pm, someone attacked Lowri Driscoll on the road just as she was leaving her parents' farm.
What does that have to do with me? - You were in a relationship with her.
We also understand that Lowri ended it recently.
So.
We spent time together, went out a few times.
Nothing big.
Is that why you couldn't leave her alone after she ended it? Did she say that? She says you won't stop calling her.
And that you text her all the time.
All the time.
I sent her some messages.
I was angry, that's all.
Because she didn't want you in her life any more? Because she wouldn't say why.
Is that why you started following her, Mr Lewis? You called her home and her office every hour of the day.
You threatened her.
You broke her windscreen.
- I didn't do that.
Jesus Christ, how many times do I have to tell you? When did you last see Lowri Driscoll, Mr Lewis? Yesterday afternoon.
- What time? About 5.
30.
What did you talk about? She sent some of your lot to my office.
I wanted her to know enough is enough.
Enough is enough.
Um You spoke, you told her her enough is enough.
What did you do next? - I went home.
Did you see anyone? Did you speak to anyone? Can anyone confirm your whereabouts? - No.
This is stupid.
You drag me out of bed at 6.
30 in the morning to answer stupid questions.
I had nothing to do with what happened to Lowri.
I wasn't there.
What else can I say? Now charge me or release me.
I know my rights and I've had enough of this game.
Unfortunately for you, Mr Lewis, this isn't a game.
We have the right to detain you and question you for how long is it? It's 24 hours.
That's before we decide if we want to charge you.
So, if I were you, I'd get comfortable.
You'll be here for a little while longer.
This is bullshit.
How many times do I have to tell you? I've got fuck all to do with it.
I didn't touch the bitch.
My heart bleeds, Mr Lewis.
Fuck off.
Don't touch me.
Don't fucking touch me.
I want to see my solicitor.
Get my fucking solicitor.
Are you alright? - Yeah.
That woke me up.
Fuck.
What the fuck do you want? - Calm down.
You saw what that dumb bitch did.
She attacked me.
This doesn't help, Mr Lewis.
Fuck.
Calm down.
She's nuts.
I shouldn't be here.
I haven't done anything wrong.
I haven't done anything wrong.
I'm sure we can sort this, Mr Lewis.
Wait, wait.
Stop.
Listen.
When I was with Lowri yesterday, as she was driving off, I saw this guy.
Okay.
- He was sitting in a shit truck.
It was like he was watching us.
I didn't really think about it.
But something was off.
Do you remember what this guy looked like? Can you describe the truck? It was old, rusty and red.
Red, I think.
What do you say? I'm helping you out here.
Put in a good word for me.
Help me out.
Lie down, Mr Lewis.
Make yourself comfortable.
You think I don't remember you.
I know who you are.
I saw you with your missus.
A bitch at home to tell you what to do and a bitch at work to do the same.
You need to grow a pair, mate.
Fuck.
Twat.
Table.
Chair.
Bed.
Lamp.
Mirror.
Window.
Table.
Bed.
Table.
Chair.
Mirror.
Window.
Table.
Chair.
Bed.
WHEN ARE YOU FREE? FANCY A COFFEE? FREE AT 2.
WHERE DO YOU WANT TO MEET? X.
THE USUAL PLACE :) XX Dylan.
Dylan.
Office.
Now.
Close the door.
Where were you yesterday? What happened? You were definitely not here.
Sorry.
- Why didn't you call? Why didn't you say you weren't coming in? I forgot.
I've got a business to run here.
I need people who are reliable.
Mam wasn't well.
I had to stay home to look after her.
That's not my problem.
It won't happen again.
No, it won't.
Sorry, Dylan, but I have to let you go.
Please.
Please, don't.
Hold on.
I can pay you until the end of the month.
I don't want to see you on this site again.
Understand? Sorry about that.
Okay.
Please, I need this job.
I've got nowhere else to go.
No, Dylan.
Delyth, please.
Delyth.
Please don't do this to me.
I've made my mind up.
That's enough.
Go home.
Bloody hell.
What the hell have you done? Go and fetch the first aid box now.
Sorry.
Oh, poor Dylan.
It's alright.
Are you okay? The boss wants to see us.
Are you coming? I have a meeting with senior officers in ten minutes.
Where are we with Mali Pryce and Lowri Driscoll? Do we think the cases are linked? - We haven't proved anything yet.
But within less than 48 hours of Mali Pryce's body turning up someone tries to kidnap another young girl who looks very similar to Mali.
It's too much of a coincidence.
- Of what exactly? Looking for someone instead of Mali? Where are we with Marc Lewis? He said he was home alone all night.
We're holding him for 24 hours while we check his story.
Has he given us anything? He and Lowri argued yesterday.
As he was leaving, he says he saw someone.
A man in a red pickup.
He suspected the guy had been watching them for a while.
It's worth looking into it.
Lowri thought the man who attacked her drove a dark pickup.
Do we know where this truck is? We're looking at Lowri's movements over the last 48 hours.
Maybe traffic cameras will give us something.
Okay.
Let's meet before the end of the day before we speak to everyone else.
Do the police know something about what happened to Mali? They haven't said anything.
They came to see me at work.
I told them about Mali and Ieuan.
Do you think Ieuan's involved? I don't know.
You know him better than me.
How's your Dad? He's okay.
Listen, Lea.
I'm really sorry for what happened between Mali and me, me and Ieuan.
If I'd done things differently - What? Sara just came over to say - I know what she wants.
I should leave.
- Don't.
Why are you being like this? We were friends.
Did he send you here? Is that what you want? You want to know what's going on.
I shouldn't have come.
I'm sorry.
Sorry, Lea.
I don't want to see her in this house again.
Understand? Meg? Megan.
Are you okay? Bloody hell, you look out of it.
Yeah, fine.
- Coffee? Okay.
Another late night? I couldn't.
My liver was begging for a night off.
How about you? What did you do? Something wild? - I went to the library.
I worked on my essay.
Do you speak to anyone other than me and the librarian? Sometimes.
- Yeah? Like who? Hi.
I called my mother last night.
How was that? - Disaster.
She was moaning, finding fault.
I think that's why Dad left.
To escape from her moaning.
So, what's the essay about? Nature vs nurture.
Which one is stronger.
And? Well, we're shaped by our environment and by our genes.
It's the debate between indigenous ideas and animalistic instinct.
Yeah.
What are you doing today? Not much.
Fancy doing something later on? - Okay.
Come over, I'll cook us some food.
Lowri arrived just after four.
Her last stop before finishing for the day.
She was here for 20 minutes.
She returned to her car.
That's when Marc threatened her.
They argue and Marc leaves.
He gets into his car.
He drives away and sees a guy.
Parked up in a red pickup.
Watching everything.
That makes me think he was already following her.
Let's see where she was before she came here.
Dylan Harris.
Take a seat on the bed, Mr Harris.
Right, then.
Let's take a look at this hand.
I'm sorry if this hurts.
I'm going to squeeze the tips of your fingers.
Is that okay? Can you feel your fingertips? The cut is quite deep.
What happened? An accident at work.
Where is work? Carn Ddu.
In the quarry.
What happened? I wasn't thinking.
That's all.
Perhaps you should concentrate a little more next time.
From what I can see, nothing is broken.
There's no permanent damage.
You can't work for a while.
Right.
Let's stitch you back up.
Shit, 2.
30pm Modern Europe.
I can't wait.
I don't remember why I chose history.
What time tonight? I don't know.
Say seven? Fucking dickheads.
It's broken.
Fuck, what do I do? I didn't back it up.
- It'll be okay.
You don't understand.
It's all gone.
Megan, come on.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
- No.
Don't touch me.
Jesus, Meg.
Megan.
Wait.
Where are you going? Megan.
She hasn't said much.
She doesn't want to talk about it.
Of course I've asked her.
She refused.
She wants to stay here.
I don't know.
I don't know.
We'll have to wait and see.
I have to go.
I'll speak to you later.
Okay, then.
Bye.
Dad.
Checking to see how you are.
Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? You haven't eaten since yesterday.
- I'm fine.
I don't want food.
Are you sure I can't stay with you tonight? I just want things to go back to how they were.
Call me if you change your mind.
I'll be fine, Mam.
I know.
I know.
I love you.
Sorry.
- I love you too, Mam.
I'll call later on.
Lowri Driscoll put petrol in her car here at 2.
45pm.
What do you think? Feeling lucky? I don't know.
Are the cameras as bad as the coffee? Hi, we need to look at the CCTV if that's possible, please.
Her ex saw a guy in a truck.
Okay, here's Lowri's car.
Stop for a second.
Go back.
Go from there.
Lowri's finished filling her car up.
She's going to pay.
Watch this.
She says something to him there.
Is she thanking him? Is she thanking him? Look how he reacts.
He hasn't left.
He's waiting.
He's waiting for her.
He's following her.
This is DI John, I need a PNC check on a vehicle registration, please.
Mike, Lima, Five, One, Uniform, Golf, X-Ray.
When was this? The truck is registered to William Parry.
- Okay.
William Parry died in 1998.
Who the hell are you?