[wind blowing]
I'm vulnerable.
The corner of my farm that the Asp flows through
is not our land.
Don't do that, oi!
No!
[gunshot, muffled screams]
He talked about selling up recently.
I scout out plots of land all over Europe
and then match them up with buyers.
Footage made interesting viewing.
The northeastern corner of the farm isn't even yours.
It belongs to your late neighbor, Owen Thomas.
It's okay, Nathan.
Your secret's safe with me.
How about coming to work on the farm for a bit?
Whenever you do me a favor, it always feels like there's
something in it for you.
Just like that.
Johnny, he lost his way a bit.
He's killed a man, taken a life.
[explosion]
[phone ringing]
DC Jane Crowther.
I want to report a suspicious incident.
Anonymous?
Exactly, anonymous.
That prick Anderson, he was a big I am,
he'd have hit their warehouse.
Drugs come hidden in stuff, furniture, legal stuff.
Powys Garden Center, the warehouse behind it...
that's where you keep it, isn't it?
Your drugs.
You need a new warehouse, and I got the perfect spot.
You want me to buy the farm?
No, I want you to contribute.
What exactly are you offering?
Camouflage.
Jane Crowther has got a witness who thinks
he saw us down at the mine.
This sounds like bad news for us.
I gotta find out exactly what Jane Crowther knows.
Nathan?
Hello, Malcolm.
I come bearing gifts.
Ah, shit.
[phone ringing]
Caleb?
I found the witness from the mine.
What?
[vehicle approaching]
Nathan.
Good to meet you.
Come in.
Caleb told me everything.
I'd have done the same for my lad.
It sounds like the scumbag had it coming, right?
Right.
Crowther won't get shit out of me.
Don't you worry.
I wanted to scare them off.
Burned his car and strapped him in it first.
[laughter]
Yeah, family first.
Yeah.
Quite right.
Where's my bloody manners?
You haven't got a drink.
[chuckling]
How?
Oh, I, um...
I asked Gaz, you know, who works at the camping shop,
if he knew any lampers or fishermen who
go up the mine on a weekend.
Here you go.
Oh, thank you.
- Cheers. [clinking]
Cheers.
[foreboding music]
Are you going to tell me what's going on?
Have I earned your trust?
Well, I told you, I just want to keep you out
of this whole Crowther thing.
Why would Jane Crowther be an obstacle
to me working at the farm?
I need you to trust me, okay, Caleb?
Just trust me, will you?
Yeah, well, in the words of Pete Townshend,
I won't get fooled again.
What do you...
[unsettling music]
[phone ringing]
What do you want?
Do you have news?
Is he going to sell the farm?
Oh, I don't know.
I don't think so.
I think he's buying the farm next door.
I'm surprised he can afford it.
Maybe he's getting a second mortgage.
What do you think's behind him...
- Oh, that's it. Bottom line, you used me.
No, Caleb.
You had your eyes open.
Yeah, and I don't feel good about it, even
if the bastard deserves it.
You told me he was buying the farm next door.
That was a common...
Oh, fuck off.
[grim music]
[choir vocalizing]
[bell tolling]
That's him, Khalad Rogan.
[choir vocalizing]
[crowd singing church hymn]
[bell tolling, birds calling]
Thanks for the lamb, by the way.
Food bank were very grateful.
Okay.
You underestimated Malcolm big-time.
He saw you snooping around my office.
It's not the time or the place...
And if you think nobbling a witness will stop me,
you don't know me at all.
Monday morning, first thing, I'm letting
the dogs loose at the mine...
cadaver dogs, Nathan... to see what we might find down there.
You think I won't find your DNA on Kenny Davies?
You or Johnny so much as breathed on him, it's there.
[unsettling music]
All right, you want me to trust you?
So this is me trusting you.
Kenny's associates came looking for him.
And I had to pay their price.
What about your new business partner, Taki?
Turok.
Has he fished Kenny out yet?
Not to my knowledge, no.
You might want to tell him to get a shimmy on,
for all our sakes.
That won't stop Crowther.
She wants a win.
She said a scalp, something to wow Newport CID.
Why don't we get the body out?
For a hundred reasons, practical and strategic.
Strategic?
Who says it's not a trap?
If she's watching the place, rigged up a camera,
we're screwed, red-handed.
Who is that guy?
He's my brother.
What do you want?
Someone to see you, vet at Gwen's farm.
Okay, tell him I'll be right there.
You come with me.
No, tell him I'll be right there.
It's just the vet.
- Want me to go? - No, no, no.
I'll get it.
You get on.
It'll be about the TB.
[mooing]
A little change here, then?
Sadly, yeah.
Their plan is to expand Gwen's egg business.
And, uh, who are "they" exactly?
Oh, I don't know.
I just deal with the tenant.
He comes warmly recommended.
[mooing]
My advice is cull the inconclusives
and get the herd sold ASAP.
Right.
Sometimes you need to kill a few healthy cows for
the betterment of the herd.
[unsettling music]
[knocking]
- Hello? Rhys?
What happened?
All this waiting and hollering...
where are you?
[glass shattering]
You fucker!
Twat!
Our operation is targeting network and street
level activity alike.
The recovery of Khalad Rogan was a significant development
as he was responsible for the death
of a serving police officer.
[phone ringing]
We also know that Rogan played a pivotal
and longstanding role in the local
distribution of heroin,
a role which, thankfully, is now at an end.
But if his partners in crime believe
that our investigation will now peter out,
they are sorely mistaken.
Thank you.
Hello, stranger.
[dogs barking in distance]
Yeah, you're right.
Look, I know you're out.
Canned all your customers.
It's temporary.
Not what I heard.
I hear your line's dead.
Kaput, over and out.
How's that your problem?
I've been thinking.
[sniffs] You could work for me.
Consolidation.
Meet me behind the Raglan tomorrow morning, fire escape.
[tense music]
You sold yourself as a clean skin,
your upstanding position in the community and the solitude
of your farm.
But now the police keep coming around,
and you could be up for manslaughter, or worse.
Was I missold, Nathan?
Did you lie to me?
Have you retrieved his body yet?
It's in hand.
Well, you might want to consider expediting that.
Beating Crowther to the punch.
Yeah, exactly.
Why should I help you?
We're partners now, aren't we?
Even if we get Kenny out, it sounds like Crowther
is not going away.
So we need to get rid of her?
What?
No, no.
Look, I... I've... well, it's not really a plan.
It's more of an idea.
An idea?
Yeah.
Sometimes in farming, you have to kill
a healthy animal for the betterment of the herd.
Is that right?
Yeah, I've seen this Detective Chief Inspector
Anderson on the news.
I know his type...
thorough, remorseless.
Crowther's got nothing on him.
Strikes me he's not going to stop looking for this
warehouse unless he thinks he's found it.
Go on.
Well, you might have to lose some drugs
to make it convincing, perhaps a couple of guys.
That's up to you.
But he'll leave us in peace.
You're saying I should sacrifice the warehouse.
What about the policewoman?
Two birds, one stone.
[doorbell rings]
All right?
Jane, someone to see you.
First of all, I want to thank you for offering to turn
a blind eye to whatever it is.
I deny making any such offer.
Okay, but you did say you'd keep...
The cadaver dogs are coming on Monday, Nathan.
They're going to find that body.
And after that, it's out of my hands.
What if I give you something?
Okay, well, it might be nothing.
Johnny and I went to the tractor showroom,
you know, by the garden center the other day.
And we took a wrong turn.
Okay.
So you know that man who killed the officer
in Newport the other week?
Callahan something, I think his name is...
was.
What about him?
Well, he was there, you know, with another guy...
young, weird hair, and tattoos.
What were they doing?
They were smashing up garden furniture.
And the thing is, it looked brand new.
Expensive, too.
[unsettling music]
Bunny!
[gate creaking shut]
[unsettling music]
[dramatic music, grunting]
Fucking hit him, boys.
Fucking wanker.
[grunting]
[vehicle approaching]
[school bell rings]
Yeah?
Get the answers from here, pop it in there.
Uh, back in your seat, please.
Thank you.
It's your brother.
[laughs] Oh, my god.
Excuse me!
Can everyone sit down, please?
Jesus.
Hey!
Get back in your seats.
Sadie.
Sadie, come back here!
Sadie.
Sadie!
[panting]
Oh, come home, Sadie.
Come home.
Oh, my god.
[crying]
[sighs]
[pensive music]
[engine starting]
No Sadie?
She's gone home.
Someone beat Rhys up.
Did she want to go home?
I mean, was it her decision?
It's important, Johnny.
Yeah, yeah.
She wanted to go.
[engine starting]
[revving]
Fucking amazing.
I hear you're the proud new owner.
Well, I sensed the time was of the essence.
Hmm.
Yeah, I won't deny it.
I feel bereft, if not gazumped.
So, how did you cross paths with Hakan?
Anyway, good luck, Scott.
[tense music]
You, too, Nathan.
You told him I was thinking of buying Gwen's place?
- Yeah. - [scoffs]
It was when you keep me at arm's length.
I lashed out. I wasn't thinking.
- No, you weren't. No change there.
Okay, Nathan.
I'm gonna have Foley crawling all over Gwen's place.
Yeah, well, in fairness, I didn't know what was
going on when I spoke to him!
That's a good reason to keep your mouth shut.
And now you sound like Dad!
Well, Dad wasn't always wrong!
You give a dog a bad name, and one day you live up to it...
or a good name, in your case.
[sighs]
How do I get rid of these bastards, Caleb?
[scoffs] Sorry, they didn't cover that in basic training.
Ah.
All that shouting, I thought you might be thirsty.
Thank you.
I checked out your friend, Scott Foley.
He's at the "yes means no" end of land acquisition.
Yeah, I kind of figured that.
Well, if you want a propane plant built in a national park,
here's your man.
Or he was.
He's bent force.
Well, his big scouts were a few years
back, bagging the land up in Kamorok Valley, for example.
Six farmers with shared water access
found the supply becoming polluted,
cause unknown and not impossible it
was natural fermentation.
Forward one, two years, and all bar one
have sold up to various third party companies, who,
in turn, sold up to DG Bio.
Could be a coincidence.
Yeah, it could have been, except DG
tried to buy the land a decade earlier and were rebuffed.
Huh.
Countryside is changing.
A lot of new players and hidden agendas.
You can say that again.
You took his money, Caleb.
What, so you've come clean, have you?
Oh.
I won't be in a rush to forgive him.
I don't know.
Spilt milk under the bridge, isn't it?
For you, maybe.
I'm not sure about Foley.
Sounds like a man with something to prove.
[sirens wailing]
Get down on the ground!
Get on the ground now!
Armed police!
- Police!
Get down on the ground!
[shouting]
Hands behind your head.
- Hands up! Get down!
Hands behind your head! Head down!
Don't move.
We believe the lines emanating
from this warehouse supplied the whole of South Wales.
And locating it has been a key goal of Newport CID.
But in the end, it took a mixture
of coordinated policing and local intelligence
to secure a result.
Nice one.
You all right?
Sadie?
[sighs] Um, you know, I...
I was... I was just thinking maybe
she could come and live here.
Live here?
Yeah.
You know, permanently.
She'd be safe, Dad.
Yeah, well, look, let's, um...
let's have a talk about that.
It... it wouldn't be straightforward.
Okay.
Yeah.
Yeah, we'll talk about that.
I'll see you later.
Where are you going?
The bank manager's taking me out to dinner at the Rose.
There's plenty of bread, and there's ham in the fridge.
I won't be late.
[pensive music]
It worked, the raid on the garden center.
Drew Anderson's sting, just as you predicted.
I can see I'm going to have to watch you, Nathan.
What was it you wanted to talk to me about?
Life has taught me it's precisely these moments you
need to keep your guard up.
Resist complacency.
You won my respect, but now you must earn my trust.
Have I done anything to make you mistrust me?
Your brother.
I know you've told him about us.
Well, actually, he pretty much
figured it out for himself...
He knows, is the point.
Well, all things considered, it's
better to have him inside the tent pissing
out than the other way around.
You're going to collect a consignment from the docks.
The consignment will come in the form of hatchery equipment
from Europe.
I will provide the lorry, but it's a two-man job.
Right.
Well, I'll see if Caleb can throw a sick...
No, you take Eva.
She's calm and sensible.
I have another plan for Caleb.
[unsettling music]
[speaking in native language]
All right?
What's up?
You got cold feet?
Second thoughts?
I know what cold feet means.
No.
I go, my own.
I thought Turok asked for me.
Then you can't go on your own.
I appreciate the gesture.
If something goes wrong, if we get...
Don't say it.
If we get caught, we're going to prison for a long time.
[tense music]
Come on.
1 o'clock on the dot.
[speaking in native language]
Is that your son?
My mother.
She puts him against me.
Well, that's no good.
Is, uh, Dad on the scene, if you don't mind me asking?
Dad hasn't seen him since he was six months.
Tsk.
[groans] Didn't work out then.
He took everything, all my savings, and came to London.
I came here to get my money back.
You got tools, right?
I told your boss we needed tools.
Yeah, we brought tools.
Well, go and fetch him then.
If it was up to me, you'd be down there with him.
Oh.
[laughs] Now that, I'd like to see.
Now go fetch your tools.
[grunting]
Enough!
[panting]
Go get the tools.
Oh, shit.
Scott Foley.
Let him pass.
He can't follow us to the docks.
Oh, god.
Let me talk to him.
I'll find out what he wants.
No.
What are you doing?
[revving]
Hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
[crashing]
[horns honking]
No one coming?
You okay?
[grunting]
Paperwork.
Thank you.
Control, can you take a look at this, please?
Over.
Copy.
[tense music]
Is there a problem?
Yeah.
Have you been in an accident?
Oh.
Oh, no, I just, uh...
no, I just had to stop very suddenly.
Okay.
Some boy racer coming in the other direction.
Mm.
Well, there's a lot of it about.
Okay.
Should be sorting and orders.
You need Bay 19.
[dramatic music]
You won't forget this.
[chuckles]
That's why we've gone to the bother, isn't it?
Give him a headstone.
Remember what a diamond he was when
he wasn't assaulting girls and pushing drugs on schoolkids.
Come on.
Ugh.
[crying]
[chatter]
Okay, I've got an incubator, a feed
shed, and miscellaneous other poultry equipment.
Sounds about right.
And the reason for importation?
The reason?
It's just for the form.
You mean why import products that are available in the UK?
Um, I mean, it's more cost effective,
I suppose, to import.
You're free to load up.
[forklift humming]
[unsettling music]
[men grunting]
[panting]
[distant chatter]
[knocking]
Heh.
Johnny.
What?
Come in.
Hi, Sadie.
Hi.
How have you been?
Okay.
[sighs] Well, that's not much of an answer, is it?
"Okay"?
We've been all right, though, haven't we?
Ticking along.
Can I talk to you, please?
Alone.
Well, that's not very nice.
That hurts.
Sadie.
Oh, just tell him, Sade.
Set him straight.
Look, we don't have secrets, me and Rhys, all right?
Secrets?
Yeah.
Whatever you wanna say to me, you can
say it in front of my brother.
I think he's ready, Sadie.
I think he needs to know.
Stop it, Rhys.
No, go on.
What do I need to know?
Come on.
Tell me, Sade.
It was her idea to get you involved.
Yeah.
Said Johnny's a right mug.
He'll fall for anything, yeah?
Bullshit.
It was her idea to trick you with the parcel.
You bit down on that like a fucking Snickers.
Pissing ourselves about that one.
[laughs]
Is it true, Sadie?
Yeah.
Asking her to come to your fucking farm.
She thought that was hilarious, but then...
- Leave him alone, Rhys. Leave him alone.
[scoffs]
[sighs]
Yeah, the truth hurts.
[sighs]
- Oh, no, no, no, no. Go on.
Go on.
Cry your little heart out, eh?
Fuck, you know what gets me?
Someone like me, you'll see and you can't seem to bother.
Well, that's just unfortunate, ain't it?
One of those things to be expected.
Our fault, basically.
Someone like you, Johnny, that's something else entirely.
That's a tragedy.
They're talking about it on the fucking news.
And it's definitely not your fault, is it?
And why is that?
[sighs] It's 'cause you're worth more.
No, you just are, aren't you?
You... you're better.
And one of you's worth...
worth two of me, 10 of me.
It's just a fact of life.
[tense music]
[car engine starting]
Uh... I, uh...
I just wanna talk, Bunny.
[vehicle approaching]
Come on.
Come.
World's changing.
And the town with it.
You're living on borrowed time.
You what?
Next time, it won't be a knife in the backside.
Why don't you break the habit of a lifetime, Bunny,
and use your brain?
I know you're back in business, Bunny,
filling the gap in the market.
And the line is reestablished.
That county line is shit.
It's just to sell papers, scare people.
You're saying it's not a real thing.
No, I'm saying, it's exaggerated,
blown out of proportion.
You scratched the surface.
Nothing's changed.
[tools whirring]
[dog barking]
And she said... get this... she said, it's okay.
My nan's a hairdresser.
[laughs] Well, that's okay, then.
[dog barking]
Johnny, wait.
[laughs]
No way.
Yes!
Oh!
- Wait, Chips, who is it? - Aw, Chips.
- Who is it? - Hello.
Hey, Dad.
Oh, I've missed you.
Oh, my girl.
What are you doing here?
Hi, Dad.
Oh!
So this is Eva.
Hi, Eva.
Good to meet you.
I just about remember you.
Yeah, well, I've lost some weight and grown some hair.
I can see that.
And you're in the same room as Dad, so progress all around?
Oh, I see someone hasn't changed.
[laughs] Speak for yourself.
So what's prompted this then?
Well, a few things.
You saying everything was right as rain for one.
I didn't say that, did I?
So what's new?
Do you want a drink?
[pensive music]
You all right?
It wouldn't have worked, would it?
Sadie coming and living here.
Uh, no, probably not.
Doesn't mean you have to like it, though, does it?
[sighs]
Johnny.
What happened at the Raglan, I wish to God you hadn't
been put in that position.
But you were.
You were.
And when it counted, you made the right choice,
the brave choice.
[sighs] What about Alice?
Don't worry about that.
I'll deal with it.
How are we going to get rid of him, Dad?
We do what my dad would have done, what all farmers do.
We settle in and bide our time and wait.
Stand in rich field, midwinter.
And everything's dead and knackered and silent.
Thought of spring and summer seems impossible.
But eventually, it rolls around.
That's what's going to happen with this.
Sooner or later, they're gonna blink or make a mistake.
And when they do, we make our move.
It's that easy.
I didn't say it was going to be easy.
Come here.
Come here, boy.
[unsettling music]
[Tom Jones, "Burning Hell"]
♪ I'm going down
♪ To the crossroads
♪ With no devil
♪ Will I make a deal
♪ I'm going down
♪ To the crossroads
♪ With no devil
♪ Will I make a deal
♪ Maybe there ain't no hell