15 Days- First Season

What are you doing?

Someone was trying to get in the room.

- What? - I'm scared.

Scared for the baby. I need to get out of here.

I won't let anything bad happen to you or the baby.

I'm not staying here.

Okay, I'm coming with you.

Rhys.

Ky's blanket's by the back door.

Joy.

Joy...

Joy...

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Well, they can build an access road and link it up to the A40.

We're talking two sizeable housing

estates on land that's doing nothing.

How much is it worth?

With permission for the development, ballpark 12 million.

That's the White Meadow site.

Josh!

He works for my Uncle Huw.

Whose been working those fields illegally since Dad died.

I don't want him anywhere near the house, okay?

This is meant to be family time.

When are you gonna talk to them?

There's no point until we get a date from planning.

And until you've seen the will.

Mum was fair. There'll be a four-way split.

What if they won't sell their shares to you?

Nia and Dev live in London, they're loaded.

Rhys hates the place and Sara and Michael would bite my hand off cash.

- I know these people, you don't. - Because I've never been introduced.

You're here now.

This guy is right up my arse!

Twat!

Dad! It's Michael.

I thought you two were skint.

- Where's Mum? - In the boot.

Still don't understand why

she didn't want to be buried with Dad and Owen.

She loved Dorwen. The woods.

- We've got a family plot. - It's what Mum wanted.

The end of an era.

I'm not staying here! I'm leaving now!

Stop your hysterics, Katie.

What's happened?

You live on a farm, you get rats.

I stamped on it.

That's been dead a long time

and it's got a stomach full of poison. Put it in the bin.

Well, the outside bin!

Over there.

Idiot!

If your brother talks to me like that again I'll knock him clean out.

You need to talk to him. Tell him what your dad said.

I've already said I will.

He and your sister will be making plans no doubt.

Oh, speak of the devil.

Hiya.

You said the car was in a ditch.

Thought it'd be nice to get some... alone time.

I'm married.

To your sister.

Well, that didn't stop you last time.

You are screwed up, Nia.

That didn't bother you last time either.

Where were you earlier? I looked for you all over the farm.

Josh, not at the table, please. She's spoilt enough as it is.

I've seen you slip a bit of bacon to her before now.

Thanks, Mrs Davies.

Come on. Come on.

Have you paid for something recently?

From the farm account?

I gave Tom some money.

A thousand pounds.

He'll repay it at the end of every month in instalments.

You have a short memory, Lissie.

Everyone all right?

He knows?

Do you still want that blue shirt? I haven't ironed it yet.

Yeah. Thanks, Mum. You're the best.

I'd like to say I'd heard a lot about you, Myra.

It's Moira.

Your things are upstairs.

- Where am I sleeping? - Uh, Mum's room.

We can swap if you like.

It's fine.

- It's not a problem. - It's fine.

Can you erm...

Do it yourself.

- When's Dev coming? - He isn't.

- He's in Dubai. - Oh, lucky him!

We were looking at Bahrain the other day.

A winter break.

Were you really?

Lisa was lucky to get a week in France.

- Nia. - Camping.

Anyone for tea?

No, thanks, Myra.

Hmm, I remember that one being taken.

Nia had just pushed me over. I was trying not to cry.

Always the victim.

My darling gorgeous little sister.

I swear to God, Nia...

So, that's Gareth.

And that's... Rhys?

No, er... Rhys wasn't born then.

Has anyone been in contact with him?

He knows it's happening,

whether he turns up, that's a different matter.

So who's the little boy on the left?

Er, that's our brother. Owen.

I didn't know you had another brother!

He's dead.

I'm so sorry.

We've all got a glass?

How about a toast.

To Mum.

- Mum. - And the future of Dorwen.

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I upset your family!

I made a fool of myself!

My brother died years ago. It wasn't at the forefront of my mind.

So in the year we've been together it slipped your mind...

No, Moira, it didn't slip my mind!

I didn't mention it cos it's too bloody painful.

Moira, I'm sorry.

Moira!

I feel sorry for the poor cow.

God knows what version of events Gareth's fed her.

We're a perfectly functional family. Everything's fine.

There's nothing to see here.

Mum was wearing this the night of Dad's party.

Opal.

The stone of tears.

Do you remember when

we shared a room and you painted a line down the middle?

- To stop you nicking my stuff. - Rubbish!

If I had anything nice you wanted it.

- Dolls' house, the leather jacket. - Dad's affection.

Tell me, what did you get right

that the rest of us got so wrong with him?

I did what I was bloody well told.

Until you didn't.

And then he topped himself.

It was death by misadventure.

That's the coroner being kind.

I don't think they're allowed to be kind, Sara.

We're scattering Mum's ashes today but still it's all about him.

I said goodbye to her at the crematorium!

That is the sole reason for us being here.

Really? I thought you had other plans.

I am here to honour my mother's memory, and your nan's.

I wanna remember Nan how she was, Dad. Not as a jar full of dust.

I can look after Mabli.

But you're not going anywhere else,

- understood? - Mm-hm.

- And you're here for the week. - Okay.

What do you think's going to happen to this place?

Once we sell it? I don't care.

Can I ask you something?

What?

It's not bad, it's just...

Could you see me living here?

Working the farm?

You and Michael?

- Is that Moira? - Moira!

Gareth's found himself another nutjob.

Moira!

Huw shut the mains off when Mum died,

it's just deposits from the pipes.

Rust.

It won't do you any harm.

This is not about the water!

I think it's better if I stay here today.

Feels like a family occasion.

- We don't have to do this. - I know.

I want to.

Can you stop... S-stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car!

That's not your train.

It's not yours.

Oh! Hi, Mabli. That's a funny place to play.

Wish I had somewhere I could hide.

- Here you are. - It's not mine. It's his.

- Whose? - Owen's, stupid.

Owen doesn't like thieves.

- Looking very sexy today, Mum. - Stop it!

- Where's Grumpy? - Getting ready.

Is he okay about the cash?

- You know how he is. - He's putty in your gorgeous hands.

I might need a bit more.

Things at work have been slow and...

Well, to be honest with you, Mum,

I wanted to wait till it was a done deal.

Till what's a done deal?

The money's for an engagement ring.

I'm going to ask Ann Marie to marry me.

Oh, that's fantastic news!

Thanks, Mum.

Tom's getting married!