Hinterland (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript

Meg.

Meg.

Sir.

Your phone was off.

Are you OK, sir?

We've interviewed the two divers
who discovered the body, sir.

They're amateurs. They were just
out for a bit of fun apparently.

According to the doctor, the body's
been down there weeks... months.

ID? Young male,
naked apart from his underwear.

The divers.

They broke in just before dawn.



They found the body ten metres down.
It was tied to something.

One of them caught it with
his flipper and it broke away. Sir.

Find out what was holding him down.
And search the whole area.

We're looking for anything
that can give us a name.

Who owns this place?

Tommy James, local businessman.

Runs a haulage company
up in Penwyllt.

Penwyllt? I'll take you there.

Mr James?

DI Rhys. DCI Mathias.

We'd like to talk to you.

When did the quarry close?
20 years ago.

What did it produce? Stone.

Why did it shut?
It was worked-out.



And when were you last there?

Don't remember. Ages ago. Why?

Two men broke in there
earlier today.

They found a body.

Any idea who it might be?

No idea, sorry.

You said that the quarry hadn't been
worked for 20 years

so it couldn't have been someone
who was working there.

There was no security guard?
Or caretaker?

Why should I pay someone to guard
a worked-out quarry?
Fencing's cheaper.

I've got a licence for that.

Do you still keep records
of your employees? Somewhere.

I'd like to see them.

Me and the boys,
we drive up the mountain in this,

wait in the dark for a bit,
then turn on the lights. And?

Shoot anything that moves.

Only rabbits.

You know these people?

Grew up around them
helping Dad with his rounds.

Hello. Is your mammy in?

Mammy!

Mammy!

They shouldn't have been in there.

Doesn't matter how many signs you
put up, people think they can go
wherever they like.

And we'll need those back, please.

What did he look like?

The dead body?

Defi isn't like other children.

He sees the world
in a different way.

We're trying to keep the worst
of life away from him for now.

It'll get to him soon enough.

Do you have any idea who the
dead man might be?

Excuse me.

DI Rhys.

I like your drawings, Defi.

You ever seen an owl?

The pathologists estimates death
between two and three months ago.

Which would make it late
January...

..February.

Twit-twoo.

Twit-twoo.

I've been expecting you. Have you?

What about?

The body in the quarry.

How do you know about that, Mr..?
Morgan. Gwilym.

Small place, news travels fast.

He'd been in the water
for two to three months.

Someone from these parts?
You tell me.

Well, I'd say no. Why's that?
Because I would have heard.

Do you have any idea who the
dead man could be?

No.

We must establish who this man was
as soon as possible.

We don't have a name yet
but we're hoping with your help

we can find out who it is.

Anything you say will, of course, be
treated with the utmost confidence.

But if you have any information,
any ideas,

anything at all that might help,

please let us know.

Thank you for your time.

'Goodyear 18.4R38.'

Bog-standard tractor tyre.

Well-worn, no markings apart
from the manufacturer's.

Any human contact traces
soaked off weeks ago.

And this was holding him down?
Yes, sir.

Just tied to him
with blue, plastic rope.

Standard, 16 mill,
three strand polypropylene.

A sample of his DNA
has gone off for matching.

We're also checking dental records,
missing persons, hospitals,
homeless charities.

No name, no age. How did he get
into the water and why?

Suicide? It's a possibility.

Any sign of his clothing? No.

Why keep his pants on?

Dignity.

So he makes his way
to the quarry naked,

apart from his underpants and
he's what? Carrying this tyre?

Too heavy.

Rolling it along in front of him?

This was no suicide.

This man was stripped naked, near as
dammit, and thrown into the quarry

tied to a tractor tyre to
make sure that he stayed there.

Murder? Yes, Lloyd!

Murder.

Come on, Mared,
we're going back to the quarry.

Sir...

Just spoken to pathology.

Dental examination put
the victim in his early 20s.

Bruising to the face
and marks on the body

suggests he was beaten
and his finger nails were worn away.

He was trapped in a confined space.
Cause of death confirmed
as drowning.

But they tested the water in his
lungs against the water of the
quarry. And?

It doesn't match.

He drowned somewhere else.

The pathology report says
the water in his lungs

shows high levels of peat
and animal waste. Animal?

What sort of animal?

The water the victim drowned in
contained significant quantities

of sheep's urine and faeces.

Well, there's plenty of that
up here.

I thought you ran the pub?

I do. I also do this.

Some of the fencing at the quarry
looks new.

Who did the work? Me.

When was that?
A month ago thereabouts.

A disused quarry? Why?

Disused but still dangerous.
Tommy knows his responsibilities.

You two are close friends.

I saw some photos in his office.

We grew up together.

We still don't have a name
for the dead man. Any ideas?

No.

It's good of Mr James to give you
the job at the quarry.

It's what friends do, isn't it?

My husband's not in,
if that's who you're after?

I've already spoken to him.
Second job, is it? Fencing?

Yes. And just as well.

Business bad, then?

Quiet in the week,
bit better at weekends.

Lots of postcards.

Help cheer the place up.
Who are they from?

Customers and some of the people
we get stopping here.

Got a room upstairs. Do B&B.

Get all sorts here.
Loggers, shearers.

Some of them stay in touch.

Can you give me any names?

Do you think one of them
might be him in the quarry?

It's possible.

Names?

I'll do my best.

You lost?

No, not lost, just...

I'm just trying to work out how
a drowned man's lungs got to be

full of water containing
sheep shit and piss.

He could have fallen into a sump.

You wouldn't want to
fall into one of them.

What about the pens?
That's where we sort the sheep out.

Can't see how your man would end up
drowning in there, mind.

Thanks.

This one's Dean Hudson. Shearer.

Worked here for the
last three seasons.

Any address?

Lives in New Zealand. Sorry.
What about this one?

Shelley. Agricultural student.

Girl.

This one?

"Hope you're well.
Life moves on. M."

M?

I can't remember. Matthew? Martin?

Might have been Matthew.

Put it down!

Put it down, I said!

Now!

You tried to kill me.

I thought you were... Who?

You shouldn't be here, it's private.

I was following a man that sells
tyres in Penwyllt.

Gwilym Morgan. You know him?
Well, I've seen him about.

Wasn't he up here to see you?
I don't see anyone Why not?

I just don't.

What's your name?

Wyn. Wyn Bratton.

Were you up here in January, Wyn?

I live up here, why?

We found a body in the quarry
yesterday.

I'm trying to find out who it is.

Well, I can't help you.

Well, you must know every inch
of this forest.

What and who moves in and out.

I just get on with my job.

Nature's simple, people complicate
things. Is that why you live here?

Yeah. In a caravan?
Suits me.

Bed, roof, something to cook on.

For how long?

Four years.

Lonely life.
Only if you need company. Don't you?

Have you finished? Not yet, no.

Lloyd?

We've got a match on the DNA, sir.

His name's Michael Reynolds. Thanks.

Did you phone just now? Yes. Why?

No reason just...

The dead man has a name.

Michael Reynolds.
Does that mean anything to you?

Michael Reynolds was 24
and originally from Abercrave.

He taught science in a comp
near Swansea, Ynysuchaf School,

until January.

Middle of the afternoon
on Thursday 7th...

..he suddenly stops speaking
and walks out of his classroom.

Then he goes home,
packs a few things and leaves.

Any problems at the school?
No, the headmistress couldn't speak
highly enough of him.

She said the kids loved him, too.
He was a natural.

So why did he walk?

His parents were killed
in a car crash a few months before.

The head thinks he'd bottled up his
grief to the point where he simply
couldn't take any more.

He left these things at the school.

It's a St Christopher, sir.

His housemates say it was
a present from his parents.

Always wore it.

It wasn't on the body.

So he leaves the house,

calls a cab, spends a night
in a hotel in Swansea.

The next day, January 8th,

he goes to a garage and buys
a VW Camper Van.

Plate number E730 FLR.

He pays in cash and insists
on taking it immediately.

He arranges insurance
on the spot by phone, by card.

That's the last time
the credit card was used.

That's the last time anyone saw him.
Where's the camper van now?

We're checking traffic cams,
all available CCTV.

Details have been circulated
to all regional forces.

Get this photocopied and circulated

and run a check on a Wyn Bratton
for me, please.

DI Rhys.

Meet me at Gwilym's
garage in 15 minutes.

Yes, sir.

He broke down on the forest road.

Tommy found him and brought
the camper van down here

with the pick-up truck.
When was that?

January, early part.
What was wrong with the camper van?

Clapped out. I agreed to repair it.
I'm a qualified mechanic.

I love those old camper vans.

The freedom to move
whenever you want.

You feel the need to move,
do you, Mr Morgan?

No, no just...

Anyway, it took a few weeks,
waiting for parts and that, you know.

Where did he live in the meantime?

Did he live with you?

No.

He lived with Dic and Lowri
at the pub.

When did you last see him?

When he drove off. End of February.

There's a lot of Dic and Tommy.
None of you.

Well, I took 'em, didn't I?

I saw you yesterday by the forest.
Where were you going?

There's a short cut through there,
to the next valley.

You weren't going into the forest?

No. No. Just to the next valley.

How did he get on with everyone?
Really well.

He didn't get into any arguments?

Fights? Make any enemies?

Wasn't the type. What about you?

Did you like him?

Yes. We all did.

It's very sad.

How long was he here for?

A few weeks.
He had the little room upstairs.

Can I see it?

Sorry. Sorry.

He was great with Defi
and Defi loved him too.

He knew a lot about wildlife.

Defi's mad about animals and birds.

Owls. Yeah.

Let me help.

I...

..haven't got enough time
to spend with him.

Michael took him for walks
in the woods.

Defi always came back
full of the things they'd seen.

That's very trusting of you.

Do you think so?

Terrible news about Michael.

Please don't mention it to Defi.

We'll find our own
way of breaking it to him.

Mrs James go lamping too?

Just the boys.

You, Dic and Gwilym?

That's right.

Did he leave anything?

Any clothes,
any personal items of any sort? No.

No. Nothing.

You all right?

I just can't believe it.

Sorry...

Lowri...?

Michael.

Lloyd?

We ran a check on Wyn Bratton.

His ex-wife moved herself and their
two kids in with the new lover.

Bratton set light to his house.

And? They got out OK.

Bratton got three years.
That was 2005.

Defi.

Where would you go
if you want to see an owl?

Mr Owl knows.

Mr Owl?

He's Michael's friend.

He lives in the forest. Defi!

I came to see if Wyn had
heard the news about Michael.

I thought you said
you didn't know him.

I was shocked.
So you were friends?

Sort of. He came here sometimes.
With Defi James?

That's his drawing, isn't it?

I showed him a barn owl one night.
Next time, he gave me that.

Michael brought him
here a few times.

When was the last time you saw him?

The week before he left.
Did he tell you he was leaving?

No.

Didn't you think that that was odd?

That's what people do, isn't it?

What are their names?

It doesn't matter.

He and Michael had a lot in common.

Michael had just lost
his mam and dad and Wyn, well...

The two boys in the photo, he's not
allowed to see them any more.

Michael started bringing Defi up
here and he was really happy.

Then Tommy put a stop to that. Why?

Cos he's an oddball who lives
in a caravan on his own, I suppose.

No other reason?
Not that I know of.

Wyn's an outsider and
what Tommy says goes around here.

Anyway, Wyn went into his shell
after that.

He won't talk to anyone about it.
Not even to you?

No, not even to me.

Would you drop me off
outside the village? Why?

Well...
You'd rather not be seen with me.

No worries.

2003, Bratton and his wife divorce.

She claims he'd beaten her
several times over the years.

She's granted sole custody
of their boys,

aged four and six at the time,
and moves away.

Bratton gets monthly
visiting rights

but the boys don't want
anything to do with him.

He accuses her of turning them
against him.

There's a fight with
the new boyfriend

and a day later,
he torches the house.

A neighbour sees flames,
alerts the wife.

She and the boys get out
without injury.

Bratton claims in court that he
thought the house was empty,

that he loves his boys and would
never do anything to harm them.

What did he get?

Three years and banned from going
anywhere near her and the boys.

I don't think
he intended to kill anyone.

And none of this
makes him our killer.

Intuition, sir. Is that reason
enough not to bring him in?

He's got no motive to kill
Michael Reynolds, sir.

Has no alibi either
and a history of violence.

Now, those children
were only four and...

Six years old, sir! Yes, I know.

And he's spent the last four years
on his own in that forest

regretting every minute of it.

Living in a caravan.

You all right?

Sorry to bother you.
It's about Bratton.

I'll catch you up.

I think he killed Michael.
For what reason?

They knew each other...

And I had the idea that maybe
the missing camper van was
up in the forest.

That's where I was going yesterday.
To look for it.

But we didn't know it was
Michael at that point.

Yeah, but there was a body
and Bratton's got a record.

I saw him the night Michael
went missing by the quarry.

It was a terrible night, raining
hard and I remember thinking,

"What the hell is he doing
out on a night like this?"

So why were you out there?
I was on my way to the pub.

You remember, Tommy?

Can't say off the top of my head,
but then I can't remember

when you weren't in the pub.

Right.

It has to be him
because it's not one of us.

Nobody in this village
would do something like that.

It's him.

I'm right, aren't I?

Offside front tyre's
got a slit in it.

Slap a new one on for me, will you?

Would you be surprised to know
if I told you

that one of Defi's drawings
was in Bratton's caravan?

No.

But you put a stop to his visits?

He's 12 years old and vulnerable.

What would you do?

Mrs James?

Carry on.

We weren't sure if he was talking
about the birds or a person.

But we soon realised
he meant Bratton.

And that was a problem for you?

We were happy for Defi to spend
time with Michael

but not Bratton,
not in that caravan.

Being Michael, he defended Bratton.

He said Tommy was being unfair
just because he didn't fit in.

Did your husband ever feel that
Michael was undermining his
relationship with Defi?

Not at all.

Tommy was pleased Defi had a made
a real friend. We both were.

Michael wasn't here very long,
was he?

You placed a lot of trust in him.
You never met Michael.

Either of you.

You'd understand if you had.

We're trying to establish what
Michael did in the days

leading up to his death, Mr James.

We know he spent quite
a lot of time with Defi.

I'd like to talk to him.
No, he's just a child.

Gwyneth, we can't keep him
wrapped in cotton wool forever.

Where is he?

In the garden.

Defi?

Defi!

Defi!

Defi!

Defi!

Defi! Where are you?

Defi.

Defi!

Defi!

Defi!

There'll be a team of officers
here in half an hour.

I can't wait that long.

I've been all over the village.

I'm telling you, it's Bratton.

Hey, we don't know anything
for sure yet.

Drink that.

See if there's anything in those
paintings that can give us a clue.

What's the point?
Will you just look at them?

What is it, Tommy?

That could be Defi.
Who's the big one? Michael?

No. It could be Bratton.

The quarry. It's the one place
we haven't looked.

Come on! Come on!

Mammy!

Gwil! Agor y drws!

Lloyd?

Sir, it's Gwilym Morgan.

Dic Rees has just found him
dead in his garage.

Thank you.

Onset of rigor puts time of death
between two and four this morning.

His best friend's son
goes missing

and he was the only one who doesn't
help look for him.

Where did he go?

The firearms register shows
he has a licence

for a 12 bore,
double barrel shotgun.

Looks like it was his own gun.
It was loaded with game shot.

24 hours ago, he stood here trying
to convince me that Bratton killed
Michael Reynolds.

Why this? Why now?

Maybe the guilt caught up
with him. Maybe.

Straightforward suicide, then.

Tell ballistics to call me as soon
as they've got a report. Yes, sir.

This is harassment.

Gwilym Morgan died in the
early hours of this morning.

Shot himself by the looks of it.

You don't seem very sorry.

I hardly knew him.

When did you last see him?
I can't remember.

Well, he said that he saw you at the
quarry the night Michael died.

He was lying. Where were you, then?

Here. Can you prove that?

You know I can't.

I liked him.
Why would I kill him?

Why would Gwilym lie?

He's always had it in for me.

Him and his little gang -
Tommy, Dic and him.

Could Gwilym have killed Michael?

Only he knows that.

Where were you last night?
Trying to sleep.

You have trouble sleeping?
Sometimes.

I went for a spin. It helps.

How do you sleep?
Where do you get your water from?

Cooking, washing.

Where does it come from?

I fill containers.

From the pub?

Not any more.
Since Michael left?

About that time, yeah. So what now?
You just use the streams?

Things live and die in streams, fill
them with piss and decay, so, no.

No, I use rain water.

'You don't think it's odd that
Gwilym didn't help look for Defi?

He did, didn't he?

Apparently not.

What time did you
get to bed last night?

Just after Dic got in.
About half twelve?

Did you tell him
you'd been out to see Bratton?

No. Why not?

I don't tell him what I'm up to
every minute of the day.

That's not the reason, is it?

You didn't tell him
because you didn't want him
to know about the affair.

How did you find out about that?
It's pretty obvious.

I wanted to know if he'd said
anything about it to Dic.

Why would Bratton tell Dic?
Lowri, you're not making any sense.

Are you, or are you not having
an affair with Bratton?

Bratton? No.

You were having an affair
with Michael Reynolds?

He was like a brother to me.

If he was in any trouble...

All he had to do was ask
and I'd be there for him always.

When did you last see him last?

Last night, in the pub.
He was worried about Defi.

Like we all were.

Could Gwilym have had anything to do
with Michael Reynolds's death?

No.

Not Gwilym.

Michael persuaded Wyn
to let us use his caravan.

When you told me who it was
in the quarry... I panicked.

I had to know if Wyn had told
Dic about me and Michael.

He said he hadn't.

I was so relieved. Why?

It means Dic's in the clear.

What happened the night
Michael went?

I was out, got back late.

Dic told me that the camper van
was fixed and that he'd gone.

How did you feel about that?
How do you think?

He didn't even say goodbye.

I didn't hear a word from him,
until this...

"M." Michael.

I keep thinking, you could be wrong,
couldn't you?

About Michael?

Mix-ups happen, don't they?

I mean, if he's dead, how could
he have sent me that in April?

Lowri, Michael's dead.

And he has been since February.

Postmarked April 9th.

Does she have any idea who sent it?
No.

But whoever it was wanted her to
think that he was still alive.

Find out if anyone from Penwyllt
was in Dublin in April.

Ferries, airlines,
scour the passenger lists. Yes, sir.

Get someone onto Ynysuchaf School
for a sample of Michael's
handwriting. OK.

Lowri and Michael were using
Bratton's caravan for sex. What?

Bratton wasn't happy about it.

Dic Rees know about that?
She says not.

Let's get him in for a chat.

Mared Rhys. Hang on.

Ballistics for you.

Mathias.

'The preliminary report
from the postmortem

'and the assessment of the
ballistics experts have cast doubt

'on what happened the night
Gwilym Morgan died.'

Our initial analysis of events
at the scene was wrong.

Further investigation has shown
that the length of the gun barrel

was too long for Gwilym to have been
able to reach the trigger himself,

and no evidence has been
found of any mechanism

which would have enabled him
to do so.

Gwilym Morgan did not kill himself.

The distribution of debris from the
head indicates that the angle

at which he was shot is not
consistent with the gun being fired

by the deceased himself.

Gwilym Morgan was murdered.

Gwilym Morgan kept his shotgun
locked in a gun cabinet
in the workshop.

Whoever did it knew Morgan
and knew the keys to the cabinet
were in the desk.

And they killed him to silence him
about the death of Michael Reynolds.

Tommy and Gwyneth James,
Lowri and Dic Rees

all have alibis for the night
that Gwilym died.

And Bratton doesn't.

Bring Bratton in and question him.

Now.

Did you like them using your place?

I wasn't keen, no.
But you still let them carry on?

Why?

He was a friend.

'The other day at the caravan,
when you fired the crossbow,

'who did you think I was?'

You thought
I was Dic Rees, didn't you?

You knew that his wife was having
an affair with Reynolds

and you did nothing.
I didn't want to get involved.

You are involved, Wyn.

You let them have sex
in your caravan.

You let Defi hang his drawings
on your wall.

You think
you don't need these people

but the truth is, you can't live
without them.

Leave Defi out of this.

He liked you, Wyn.

He called you Mr Owl.

Why did he stop coming to see you?

Did Tommy warn you off?

Wyn?

He said he'd break my legs
if I went near Defi again.

Michael stopped
bringing him after that.

Is that why you kept his drawings?

Defi.

He must be the same age
as one of your boys.

Isn't he?

Sam. Sam.

Sam and..? Harri.
Harri. Sam and Harri.

You tried to burn their house down.

I didn't know they were in there.
So you say.

I would never harm them.

I think you fancied Lowri yourself.

No.

But you were too scared of Dic
and his pals to make a play for her.

You were jealous of Michael. No.

You fell out with him about it.

You really lost it.

You drowned him in a stream in the
forest and dumped him in the quarry.

I never touched him. And somehow
Gwilym found out about this

and you went there last night
and killed him, too.

No, no, no!

OK. You're free to go.

I didn't kill Michael.

I didn't kill Gwilym.

That'll be all, DS Owens.

What the hell are you doing?

Bratton knows something,
that's for sure,

but so do Dic Rees and Tommy James.

Something happened in that village
and I know they're all involved.

You'd better be
right about this, Tom,

because the last time I went out on
a limb for you, a man ended up dead.

Sir, we checked Bratton's place.
Nothing.

Michael's clothing?

No, sir. No sign of them.
We checked the whole clearing.

Inside the caravan, under it, the
rainwater butt, everywhere. Nothing.

Take Bratton back to his caravan,
keep him talking.

Right, sir.

Did Dic Rees know about the affair?

I really don't know, but if he did,
it would give him a clear motive
for killing Michael.

Tommy and Gwyneth James
flew to Dublin. When? April the 7th.

Here's the postcard from Dublin,
here's Michael's handwriting.

Completely different.

If it came from Tommy James, it
suggests he knew Michael was dead.

Why take the risk of sending a
postcard? To stop Lowri asking
more questions about Michael.

Hold on! Is this Tommy's
handwriting?

We don't have a sample.

No, we do. Where's that box?

Here's a handwritten entry.

These were written
by the same person.

What now?

Is this your writing?

No. Are you sure? Certain.

I need to see a sample of your
handwriting then, Mr James.

There'll be something in the office.

Defi.

What's that, Defi?

It's me, Daddy and Uncle Dic
when we used to go to the quarry.

We used to go and watch the animals.
Those were the days.

We've been keeping an eye out,
like you asked, no sign of the van.

That forest is a big place.
Asked Bratton about it, have you?

He told us that you threatened him.

I just...

I made it very clear
I didn't want Defi to go up there.

Come on, be fair. Would you want
your kids hanging around

that caravan with the likes of him?

That's my writing.

You took a flight to Dublin
on April the 7th? That's right.

You don't deny it?
No. We both went. Me and Gwyneth.

Wedding anniversary. Excuse us.

When did you find out that Lowri
was having an affair?

She told Gwyneth.
And nobody said anything to Dic?

It would have broken his heart.

I've loved Lowri
for as long as I can remember.

I told her that I'd never leave her
and I never will.

When did you find out
about her and Michael?

I knew something was wrong.

What difference does that make?
When, Dic?

Today. At the station.

Stop the car.
What?

Stop the car.
Please.

Someone's been here.
Our boys were here a few hours ago.

Down there? No.

Someone's been down there.

Are you sure about this?

Of course I'm sure.

Come on, there's more tracks
down here.

There's something down here,
behind those trees.

Grab this.

It must have been here
since the murder, sir.

The killer would have wanted to
hide it as soon as possible.

The night Michael disappeared?
Yes, sir. The 22nd of February. No.

There would be marks
where the wheels stood,

the grass would be yellow.

This is too clean.

It should be covered in pine
needles, filthy from the rain.

These trees, Lloyd, have just
been cut down. Look...

These tracks weren't made in
February. They're too fresh.

A couple of days at most.
What have you got to say about it?

It wasn't here before.

But you knew where it was.
You brought Lloyd straight to it.

I was in this clearing two days ago
and I'm telling you, it wasn't here.

Somebody must have put it here
whilst I was down in Aber with you.

"Somebody?"

Yeah, somebody who wants you
to think I killed Michael.

So remind me, where were you on the
night of the 22nd of February?

Here.
Did you see Michael that night?

No. Wasn't he in your caravan
with Lowri?

The last time I saw Michael
was a week before he left.

Can anyone verify
that you were here?

No, I told you,
no-one was out that night.

I was up until the early hours,
trying to fix a leak in the roof.

I've never seen rain like it.

Don't go too far, Wyn.

Lloyd, come with me.

Do you know where I was,
the night he disappeared?

In Fishguard,
buying tickets for the ferry.

We were going to take off to Ireland
together, in his camper van.

It took me hours to get home.

The rain was terrible.

Tommy and Gwilym and Dic
were still in here, drinking.

And Michael had gone.

That's what they told me.

Why have we stopped here, sir?

Something's dislodged this.

Our trucks, probably.

This bolt has been cut.

"I've never seen rain like it" -
that's what Bratton said.

This is where Michael Reynolds
drowned.

The bruising on his face,
the fingernails,

this is where he died,

pushing up against the bars,
gasping for breath.

Is it deep enough to drown in?
If it was full.

Listen, that gully carries all the
waste from that sheep pen, right?

Right. I think there was so much
water running down

from this hillside on the night
of the 22nd of February

that it overflowed
and flooded the pit.

If you were going to murder someone,
would you really do it this way?

What if murder wasn't the intention?

Sir, over there.

Thanks, Lloyd, go get your car.

Someone puts Michael Reynolds under
the cattle-grid and leaves him.

To frighten him? To warn him.

When they come back and see
that he's drowned, they panic,

take the body
and dump him in the quarry.

Was Gwilym involved?

I think he knew about it.
That's why he was silenced.

You were in bed asleep?
What, all night?

I went out to the bathroom,
but that apart, yes.

I'd only been downstairs
about a quarter of an hour

when Dic came banging on the door.

Dic came to you first?
In a hell of a state, he was.

He told me what he'd found,
about Gwilym.

And then? We rang 999.

Mathias.

Sir, you've got to get up to the
forest road. Bratton's on the move.

Bratton's running.

Get onto Traffic, get him stopped.

Shit!

Sir?

I found these in the back
of Bratton's truck.

They must be Michael's.

Recognise these, Wyn? No.

You know where we found them?

The back of your Land Rover.

These are Michael's clothes
and this is his blood on them.

I didn't kill him.
Why won't you believe me?

Oh, I'm trying to, Wyn,
but every time I think you might be
telling the truth,

something happens to make
me think again.

How did you miss them?
We didn't, sir.

The whole area was checked,
including the Land Rover.

Those clothes weren't there.
I'm absolutely sure of it.

'Those clothes were planted there.'
By who?

You know who planted those clothes,
don't you?

I want to help you, Wyn,
but we're running out of time.

I know you're scared
and I don't blame you.

But I can't help you
if you won't tell me.

Please, Wyn...

..before it's too late.

Help me.

Tommy James... came to the caravan
this morning.

He said if I didn't get out
right now,

he'd do to me what he did to Gwilym.

He told you that he killed Gwilym?

The night Michael died...

..he was up there with the other
two by the cattle-grid.

The rain was coming down.

They were chasing him
in that lamping truck,

making him run around.

Then Dic gets hold of him
and starts...

..like, hitting him, kicking him,
just going wild,

the other two egging him on.

I should have stopped it. I know
I should have. I wanted to.

You were scared.

Not of them.

I've worked so hard.

Do you know how hard that is?

Learning to live on your own?

You let Defi and Michael get close.

And Tommy took them away.

That's why I did nothing, I...

I saw them put Michael
in the cattle-grid.

I heard him scream but I walked away.

I didn't think he'd drown in there
but I walked away.

I should have helped him.

He would have helped me,
I know he would have, but...

..I didn't.

I didn't.

The prints in the camper van
all belong to one person, sir.

Tommy James? Yes, sir.

Is he here?

Gwyneth... tell me where he is!

Right.

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

We didn't mean to kill
Michael Reynolds.

Just teach him a lesson.

Carrying on with Lowri.

If it hadn't rained so hard...

..he'd still be alive.

So would Gwil.

I loved Gwil...

..like a brother.

None of this was meant to happen.

None of it.

Well done.

Thank you, sir.

Good night. Good night.