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| "Can you do this washing for me?" |
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| "It's no joke having Dol here!" |
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| Bad news for Courtney |
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| "How am I going to pay for Matilda?" |
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| "I'm sure your father will help you out" |
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| "I'm not paying for that heap of junk!" |
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| Hello, Siôn – we're back!" |
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| "I don't know where he is!" |
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| "Shall we go and wake him?" |
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| Jim once again gets vociferous |
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| "You're so tight-fisted!" |
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| "You should be with your family!" |
Eileen insists that this is not the place to discuss it, but he continues, “I don’t like you being in that house on your own.”
Courtney points out he has just said she should stand on her own two feet. He goes on, regardless, “It’s silly paying bills for that house when you could be living with us – and if you cant afford Matilda, you should consider selling her!”
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| "You said I've got to stand on my own feet" |
Courtney is adamant that she will find another job, grabs her coat and storms out.
Eileen sighs, “Well done, Jim!”
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| "Well done, Jim!" |
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| "Siôn, what is going on?" |
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| That box proves too much for Mark |
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| "It's the new baby gym!" |
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| Hywel has been promised a biscuit |
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| "She's got you wrapped round her little finger" |
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| Courtney searches for a job |
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| "Do you want to work in the café?" |
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| Courtney is very enthusiastic |
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| A letter arrives for Hywel and Sheryl |
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| "Have you seen Siôn?" |
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| "Perhaps he's done a runner!" |
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| Mark has his suspicions |
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| Debbie buys black sacks |
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| "Er . . . thanks, Debbie" |
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| "Now you can do me a favour" |
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| "Don't try to manipulate me!" |
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| "Not my problem – forget it!" |
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| Hywel does not like what he reads . . . |
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| . . . and he accuses Eileen |
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| "You should be ashamed!" |
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| "Hang on a minute, Hywel!" |
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| "You can't go shouting at people with no evidence!" |
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| "Did you see her post it?" |
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| "The writer has succeeded" |
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| "We were just trying to do the right thing" |
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| "There's honest and there's honest!" |
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| "I told you I'd find another job!" |
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| "I can pay Eifion now – so deal with it!" |
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| "You're a liability!" |
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| "No, you're not – you're kind and good with customers" |
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| "Have you finished shouting now?" |
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| Hywel apologises |
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| "She'd be terrified to see her father like that!" |
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| "Ed took him in the taxi to Carmarthen" |
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| "Oh, yes, the simultaneous translation" |
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| "Did you get the allen key?" |
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| Jim eats some humble pie |
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| "I'll do it with a 30% discount" |
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| Mark hears the good tidings |
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| "I should never have said that" |
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| Courtney turns down his offer |
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| Gwyneth still cannot find Siôn |
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| "I think he's done a runner!" |
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| "It may be my fault" |
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| "You don't think he'd do anything stupid, do you?" |
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| This figure looks vaguely familiar . . . |
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| . . . disposing of his identification |































































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