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-Home, Bess.

-Good morning, master!

-Good morning, master!

-

-Welcome back, Mr Harri.

-How are you?

-Master is back!

-Welcome home.

-Thank you, Twm. Give her plenty

-of oats - she deserves it.

-Harri, at last. Your father

-is anxious to see you.

-Dinah - as pretty as ever!

-Stop your nonsense!

-Welcome back, master.

-Welcome back, master.

-

-Thank you.

-Two days late, son!

-What were you thinking of?

-Gentleman Jim, and Bob Turvey -

-what fighters! You'd have loved it.

-The ball is tonight!

-The ball is tonight!

-

-I'm really looking forward to it.

-But first - I want a word with you.

-But first - I want a word with you.

-

-Very well.

-Lucille.

-I didn't expect to see you here.

-I'm helping Dinah for tonight.

-Mat an traou?

-Ia, mat an traou.

-You remember your Breton.

-I went there, Lucille. I have a gift

-for you from the old country.

-Saint Anna.

-If you don't want it,

-give it to your mother.

-Oh, no! Thank you.

-Lucille, hurry!

-I'd better go.

-Kill the fatted calf.

-The prodigal son has returned!

-I can't go

-without a crew, Mr Coleby!

-Doesn't this crew want work?

-Not on the 'Betsi'.

-They say it's an unlucky ship.

-I'll get you a crew now, Captain!

-Here we are - plenty of these are

-desperate to pay off their debts.

-They're ignorant peasants.

-I need sailors.

-Three months' grace...

-..and a shilling for everyone

-who boards the 'Betsi'.

-Now.

-Or the bailiff will call tomorrow.

-A cabin boy.

-Captain!

-Mr Coleby, you're asking me

-to cross the Atlantic...

-..with an inexperienced crew.

-By the time you reach Bristol,

-they'll have plenty of experience.

-You're not the only captain

-on the quay.

-Glandon's beer has no equal!

-You've tasted plenty.

-Fill it up, Mari.

-Yec'hed mat d'an holl!

-How is the family?

-Lucille's a pretty girl now,

-isn't she, Wil? You should see her.

-Where are the lads?

-Where are the lads?

-

-Fishing for lobsters.

-They catch lobsters in barrels now!

-They do what they must, Sami.

-Coleby's high prices are biting.

-Ask Pierre to send a lobster

-to the Plas, Mari.

-Travelling hasn't changed

-Glascoed's son, Mari.

-No - more's the pity.

-Come.

-Nearer to the shore!

-Listen!

-Listen!

-

-Peseurt?

-Ship oars!

-There's no-one here, Moses.

-Go about! Back to Cei.

-Hallelujah!

-Ro peoc'h din, Emile!

-Come on, Wil!

-Harri Glascoed, you're still here!

-You've gone soft, Harri.

-You've gone soft, Harri.

-

-I'll win next time.

-The ball has started, Harri -

-go, for goodness' sake!

-Go! And take care on Bess.

-Go!

-He'd forget his head,

-if it wasn't stuck on.

-Lowri, you look a sight!

-No-one will want to dance with you.

-I've never lacked partners, Mam.

-Not one of them worth their salt.

-Perhaps Harri will be back.

-High time too. It's time

-he began to remember his duty.

-I wish I were a boy,

-and could travel the world.

-You've better things to do, my girl

-Like marrying,

-and having dozens of children?

-You'll miss your chance

-if you're not careful.

-Good evening. Welcome.

-On your own, Watcyn?

-No sign of your son and heir?

-No sign of your son and heir?

-

-Don't remind me!

-Ah, Coleby. Good evening.

-Any news?

-The best, Sir Watcyn. The 'Betsi'

-is on its way to Bristol.

-I have the documents.

-I have the documents.

-

-Excellent.

-Keep still, Bess. Take this.

-Thank you, sir!

-Harri!

-Harri!

-

-I don't want a sermon, Vicar!

-Do you deserve one?

-Do you deserve one?

-

-I deserve a brandy - come.

-It's time you prepared

-for the ball.

-The cargo will be loaded in Bristol

-The cargo will be loaded in Bristol

-

-Everything's ready?

-Yes, the porcelain,

-the guns, everything.

-Worth a small fortune.

-It will be back by autumn with

-a cargo of sugar, to make us rich.

-God speed, 'Betsi'.

-And may our venture prosper.

-# A cask of brandy

-From the Isle o' Man,

-# Washed ashore on Cwmtydu beach.

-# Whee, how, over the wall,

-Open it with a pick! #

-Everyone's looking

-forward to seeing you.

-Oh, yes! "Harri Glascoed

-home at last. High time, too!

-"Why doesn't he settle down

-like everyone else?"

-Well, do you think

-I should marry Lowri Price?

-Do you love her?

-Come here.

-At last! You should have

-been here hours ago.

-Forgive him, Sir Watcyn. It's my

-fault for keeping him talking.

-Thank you, Edward.

-Harri!

-You two haven't met.

-Friends!

-Good evening,

-and welcome to Glascoed.

-Tonight, we welcome Harri home...

-..after a long period

-of travelling the continent.

-It's good to have you back, Harri.

-I also wish to welcome

-another to our circle.

-Mr Coleby, from Cei.

-As you know, Mr Coleby

-is a Justice of Peace.

-He's a great asset

-to the world of trade in the area.

-Now, he and I are partners

-in a new venture.

-The 'Betsi' is sailing

-to Bristol now.

-May she and her crew prosper -

-and all of us - in due course.

-Friends, let the dancing continue.

-Enjoy yourselves!

-Miss Price?

-Harri - Mr Lloyd - has already

-asked for this dance.

-You haven't changed, Lowri.

-You haven't changed, Lowri.

-

-I must dance with an old friend.

-To please your parents?

-Edward, Colonel Price's estate

-borders Glascoed, doesn't it?

-Who's this Coleby, Lowri?

-Who's this Coleby, Lowri?

-

-An important personage in the area.

-As you'd know, if you

-hadn't been away so long.

-Have you missed me?

-Have you missed me?

-

-I didn't say that!

-Good morning, Vicar.

-Ah, Sir Watcyn.

-Ah, Sir Watcyn.

-

-Good morning.

-Santez Anna, Mamm Doue...

-Da zutal!

-Whoa, Bess.

-Pierre, mat an traou?

-Harri, ia, mat an traou.

-Fishing on Sunday, Pierre? Tut, tut.

-I'm taking lobsters to Cei.

-I'm taking lobsters to Cei.

-

-If you say so.

-A man must do something

-to keep bread on the table.

-I've never heard

-of a tavern losing money.

-Starving men can't spend on beer.

-You wouldn't understand that.

-Thank you, Wil.

-Do I get paid?

-With more than a prayer, I hope.

-Wil!

-Wil!

-

-Lucille!

-My pay?

-My pay?

-

-Another time, perhaps.

-Don't play around with my sister!

-Who's going to stop me? You?

-Throw him in!

-Go to bed, Emile.

-But, Maman!

-But, Maman!

-

-En anv Doue! Bev out!

-Maman.

-You'll be the death of me -

-you and your brother!

-Did you get paid?

-Did you get paid?

-

-You'll get your share, don't worry.

-You risk too much, both of you.

-For next to nothing.

-It's not good enough, Captain. We

-must catch those who break the law.

-Very true.

-Mr Coleby!

-Mr Moses, I'm busy.

-Mr Moses, I'm busy.

-

-Sir, I must talk to you.

-Can't you see?

-The 'Betsi', sir. I have news.

-The 'Betsi', sir. I have news.

-

-Yes?

-She has sunk.

-Excuse me, Phillips.

-Where? Was the cargo on board?

-WOMEN WEEP

-Sunk, in rough seas,

-after leaving Bristol.

-I'm sorry, Sir Watcyn.

-We have lost everything.

-The old trick still works.

-The old trick still works.

-

-You old fox, Edward.

-We'll have to sort you out.

-We'll have to sort you out.

-

-That's what everyone wants.

-To sort you out?

-Maybe they're right, Harri.

-I know. But not yet.

-En garde!

-Come at once, Sir Watcyn's ill!

-Are you all right, Father?

-Are you all right, Father?

-

-I had to give him bad news.

-The 'Betsi' sank

-at Cefn Sidan last night.

-All hands lost.

-Heavens.

-Heavens.

-

-Father.

-Poor lads.

-We'll talk another time

-about our understanding.

-Understanding?

-Between your father and myself.

-Good day.

-I have to go.

-The families will need me.

-I'm very sorry, Sir Watcyn.

-Take care, Harri.

-Maybe we can do something.

-Maybe we can do something.

-

-What?

-Surely we can do something.

-You say that after spending months,

-years, gallivanting!

-But...

-But...

-

-While you were away...

-..things were very bad here.

-I know.

-I know.

-

-You know nothing.

-I couldn't collect rents

-and watch people starve.

-You're a good man.

-You're a good man.

-

-Now everything is ruined.

-I borrowed money against

-the estate to finance the 'Betsi'.

-From Coleby?

-The 'Betsi' would save Glascoed.

-The 'Betsi' would save Glascoed.

-

-Oh, Father!

-If you had married Lowri Price,

-as I wanted, and her father too...

-..we wouldn't have this problem.

-888

-They weren't sailors -

-some lobster fishing, that's all.

-In a storm like that,

-they didn't have a chance.

-They were all in debt to Coleby.

-Glascoed didn't have

-totally clean hands, either.

-Good morning, everyone.

-Brandy, please.

-Coleby wasn't the only one hoping

-to make a fortune with the 'Betsi'.

-But they aren't paying now.

-Don't listen, Harri.

-Glascoed won't have the effrontery

-to ask the widows for rent, I hope.

-You have no idea!

-My brother was on the 'Betsi'.

-I'm sorry.

-Are you?

-Would you rather

-see Coleby at Glascoed?

-You're all the same.

-You'd notice the difference,

-if Sir Watcyn wasn't there!

-Go home, Wil.

-Wish me luck, Bess.

-I'm sure I can do something.

-It is pretty lace.

-I'm too careless, Mam says.

-Mr Lloyd from Glascoed to see you.

-Thank you. Bring him in.

-Good morning, Lowri.

-Lucille.

-I'll get the pins.

-Harri. I didn't expect you.

-Won't you sit down?

-How are things at Glascoed?

-Losing the 'Betsi'

-has been a heavy blow to us all.

-I'm sorry.

-I'll tell Mam you're here.

-She wouldn't want to miss you.

-She wouldn't want to miss you.

-

-No, I wanted to talk to you.

-Oh?

-Since coming home,

-I've been thinking.

-That's a new experience for you.

-That's a new experience for you.

-

-Fair play, Lowri!

-I know you, Harri.

-I know you, Harri.

-

-We're good friends.

-Of course. You're like a brother.

-Of course. You're like a brother.

-

-And you're like a sister to me.

-But I have no sister,

-or brother, come to that...

-..maybe...

-What on earth

-are you trying to say, Harri?

-Do you think a couple should

-love each other before they marry?

-Well, before any marriage

-here in Cardiganshire...

-..it's customary to ask

-the size of the two farms.

-Not silly questions about love.

-What would you ask?

-The real question is

-what are you trying to ask?

-Well, Lowri...

-You wouldn't have the effrontery

-to ask me to marry you?

-So soon after hearing

-about Glascoed's difficulties.

-No, Lowri. It's only...

-Harri! How could you?

-But if you intend to ask one day,

-try to do better than that!

-"Dear Father, I, your son, who until

-recently was so irresponsible...

-"..am now awake

-to Glascoed's troubles.

-"I am now devising a business

-venture to save Glascoed."

-# A cask of brandy

-From the Isle o' Man,

-# Washed ashore on Cwmtydu beach. #

-What the hell are you doing here?

-Remember playing here as boys?

-Remember playing here as boys?

-

-This isn't play.

-No. We're all in a hole now.

-You want money, I want money.

-You want money, I want money.

-

-Go home, Harri.

-What if we brought in a ship,

-full of merchandise?

-We?

-Liquor, silk, sugar, tobacco,

-all taxed goods.

-There would be money for everyone.

-The Glascoed heir, a smuggler.

-I've been thinking about that, too.

-"By the time you will receive this,

-Father, I will have departed...

-"..on a long journey,

-to London, to Paris, perhaps.

-"But I promise, I will succeed,

-if it's the last thing I do."

-Everyone here has had a hard time.

-Some have lost a loved one

-on the 'Betsi'.

-We have an opportunity to make a

-lot of money to help our families.

-How?

-There are plenty willing to buy.

-He can bring ships to Cwmtydu,

-since he knows the right people.

-Then we'll have the goods to sell.

-We all know each other.

-Where has he come from?

-If you can't accept my word,

-we'll go home now!

-Are you with us?

-Yes.

-All of you?

-You didn't tell us your name.

-Jean... Sion.

-Sion what? Sion Cwilt?

-Yes, Sion Cwilt.

-Are we with Sion Cwilt?

-Yes!

-The situation

-is deteriorating, Mr Moses.

-Smuggling in the area

-has doubled - no, trebled.

-And what are you doing?

-Absolutely nothing!

-Sir...

-After the losses on the 'Betsi',

-I can't afford this.

-I lose money

-on every smuggled barrel.

-I'm doing my best.

-I'm doing my best.

-

-It isn't good enough.

-You are the coastguard.

-Do your job.

-Yes! Sion Cwilt.

-888

-Good evening, exciseman.

-Drink it!

-That's enough! No need to kill him!

-Are you sure

-you weren't drinking all night?

-They poured the brandy

-down my throat.

-I fought them as best I could,

-but they were too numerous.

-And who is this Sion Cwilt?

-I don't know. He wears a mask.

-I'm sorry, Edward. We'll have

-to resume our exercise another day.

-Very well.

-I must settle this permanently.

-If the smugglers have their way...

-..it will be the downfall

-of every business in the area.

-Good day, Mr Coleby.

-We must call in the militia.

-No more play-acting.

-I caught him, you know.

-I caught him, you know.

-

-Because you were late, as usual.

-Fortunately -

-or he'd have caught us.

-What do you want?

-I've no time for games!

-Some beer.

-Beer's free now?

-Wil!

-What's the matter?

-Lucille, what did he do?

-Lucille, what did he do?

-

-Nothing.

-If you touched her...

-Isn't an ordinary farmer

-good enough for your sister?

-Militia - they're searching

-the village! Moses is with them.

-Get Maman. Emile, go to the cellar.

-You know what to do.

-You stay here and keep quiet.

-Pray Moses doesn't recognise you.

-You four come with me,

-the others on guard out here.

-No-one is to enter or leave.

-Madam, are you the owner?

-Yes.

-Your name?

-Your name?

-

-Marie Bramoulle Rhys.

-Bramoulle? French?

-Breton, Captain.

-This is the cellar door?

-My son is working down there.

-My son is working down there.

-

-Is he?

-Lucille - bring the lantern. These

-people want to see the cellar.

-Follow me. Be careful -

-the stairs are steep.

-Mind what you're doing!

-I missed my step.

-There's no other door here?

-There's no other door here?

-

-No, sir.

-Move, lad.

-What's this?

-Mam's beer.

-I'd better check.

-Captain! Something moved over there.

-Quickly, girl, the lantern!

-SCREAMS

-GUNSHOT

-Lucille!

-Hurry!

-No-one came up?

-No-one came up?

-

-Only the lad.

-Officers of the law,

-attacking an innocent girl!

-This is what was in the nets.

-Remember - hiding smugglers,

-or dealing in contraband goods...

-..carries the death penalty.

-Madame, Mademoiselle.

-I told you - it's too dangerous.

-A rat today -

-but what will it be tomorrow?

-I don't want Sion Cwilt here

-one moment longer!

-I hope you'll join us at the

-Thanksgiving Service, Mr Coleby.

-We'll see.

-It's an important event in our

-area. The church looks so pretty.

-Perhaps Mr Coleby doesn't feel

-like giving thanks.

-I heard that this is where you'd be,

-Coleby! Forgive this intrusion.

-It's disgraceful!

-It's disgraceful!

-

-Come now, Watcyn.

-There's no need

-for militia in Cwmtydu!

-You say there's no smuggling?

-A few casks of brandy, perhaps -

-not enough to call in the militia!

-You know what happened to Mr Moses?

-Things have deteriorated.

-Surely you don't agree? You as well?

-Haven't the people suffered enough?

-They have had hard times.

-Such disorder can lead

-to far worse.

-Oh? Such as?

-Revolution.

-Remember the Bastille.

-And the owners of the Glandon

-are French, are they not?

-The family comes from Brittany.

-The father was Welsh.

-Nonetheless,

-they should be watched.

-Almost finished. I'm sorry if it's

-painful, but it'll help it heal.

-Did I hurt you?

-No. Listen.

-What are you doing? You're

-not going into the Cave of Ghosts?

-Quiet, man! Foolish superstition!

-Right, advance in pairs!

-Moses, you follow.

-Good luck, lads!

-Hurry!

-You can hear them talk!

-You can hear them talk!

-

-What did I tell you? Shut up!

-Come.

-Santez Mari, mamm Doue.

-Search for any evidence.

-MAKES MOANING SOUND

-HOWLS ECHO IN CAVE

-Come back!

-Come back!

-Come back!

-I told you so!

-I knew Saint Anna would protect us.

-Lucille...

-Here's another of the breed.

-What do you know

-about Sion Cwilt, Frenchie?

-Tell us - who is he?

-Who is he?

-What are you doing?

-What are you doing?

-

-That's enough.

-We'll return!

-Have you got anything to say?

-Have you got anything to say?

-

-No. I'm on my way home.

-Stay there. This lot

-are playing a dangerous game.

-Do you think Sion Cwilt

-would like this dress, Lucille?

-Perhaps he could get me some silk.

-Could you ask him?

-They say he's well thought of

-at the Glandon.

-Could you stay still, please?

-You want all the silk for yourself!

-You have no idea, have you?

-You have no idea, have you?

-

-You must admit it's exciting.

-They risk their lives every day.

-I know.

-I know.

-

-They do it because they have to.

-If they didn't, the village,

-Glascoed, everyone - would suffer.

-What has Glascoed to do with it?

-Nothing... the village depends

-on the estate...

-..and things have been bad.

-There's so much poverty.

-How much does

-he

-get, Sami?

-Who?

-Who?

-

-Sion Cwilt, whatever he's called.

-If you're not happy,

-take your complaint to Pierre. Next!

-Who is he, Lucille?

-Who is he, Lucille?

-

-I don't speak to him.

-Odd, since he's so friendly

-with Pierre and Emile.

-He's their friend, not mine.

-That's not what I heard. They say

-you saved his life in the cellar.

-Go home, Wil - now.

-How is he?

-How is he?

-

-Better.

-Good.

-Then he won't need so much care.

-No.

-Lucille, he's still Harri Glascoed.

-I'd better go. He'll be starving.

-An heir has duties.

-You have no idea where he is?

-London, Paris - who knows?

-Wherever opportunities

-for gambling arise.

-You're unfair now.

-You both know what he's like.

-He always was impetuous.

-Remember how he was

-when we were children?

-Climbing trees, swimming

-in the bay, scaring us all.

-They were good days.

-Playing at highwaymen.

-Smugglers.

-Do you recall him taking

-a pistol from the gunroom?

-And falling from the great oak.

-He was lucky not to break his neck.

-A very dangerous game.

-It is.

-I came outside for some fresh air.

-Come.

-What do you want, man?

-Sion Cwilt, sir.

-I have information.

-Come in.

-There is a reward?

-You'll get a reward, if we get

-information. Is that fair?

-Yes, sir.

-Sit down.

-Well?

-What is it? Afraid of Sion Cwilt?

-No.

-The cottage on the moor.

-Penybanc, on the Talgarreg road.

-That's where he's hiding.

-That's where he's hiding.

-

-Indeed?

-And who is this Sion Cwilt?

-I don't know that, sir.

-And his accomplices?

-I'll say nothing about them.

-I've told you where Sion Cwilt is.

-I'll say no more about anyone else.

-You don't want to betray friends?

-What about the Glandon lads?

-Foreigners.

-They're at the heart of everything.

-They're at the heart of everything.

-

-I'll say no more.

-The mother,

-and pretty daughter too.

-I wouldn't be surprised...

-I wouldn't be surprised...

-

-Leave Lucille alone!

-Why?

-If she's breaking the law...

-You want Sion Cwilt, don't you?

-I'd say Sion Cwilt

-has done you a great disfavour!

-I beg your pardon,

-I didn't realise you had company.

-Good evening, Wil.

-We have concluded

-our business - for now.

-I shall see you another time.

-I shall see you another time.

-

-Yes, sir. I had better go.

-Good evening, Vicar.

-At last, Edward, the net

-is closing around Sion Cwilt...

-..whoever he is.

-888

-You think we can rely on this Wil?

-A man with an axe to grind

-is worth listening to.

-Inside.

-Edward.

-Sion Cwilt!

-You must be mad! If I can

-capture you, so can the militia.

-They don't have enough sense.

-You know what the penalty

-is if you're caught?

-It's the only way, Edward.

-I'll save Glascoed - somehow.

-I visited Coleby last night.

-And how was our old friend?

-And how was our old friend?

-

-Wil was with him.

-Oh.

-And how much does he know?

-No more than he needs to.

-No more than he needs to.

-

-You must stop this now, Harri.

-You're endangering

-the men's lives - and Lucille.

-I love her, Edward.

-If you do, you'll end this.

-Not yet!

-One more ship, Edward,

-only one more - I promise.

-Everything will be all right -

-you'll see.

-Tonight. Are you sure?

-You'll be with them, as usual?

-No, I won't.

-You will be. We don't want them

-to suspect anything.

-The men will come to no harm?

-It's Sion Cwilt we're after.

-We should be down on the beach!

-We have no chance

-of catching them in the caves.

-Wil has told us

-where they take the cargo.

-We'll lie in wait there.

-Half an hour before the tide turns.

-Is Emile all right?

-Is Emile all right?

-

-He's on watch.

-Two of you look in the house.

-Two over here.

-Go up there. Hurry!

-Good. Lead them astray.

-Follow Pierre -

-we're changing the routine.

-Do we have to?

-Do we have to?

-

-Go!

-Wil, fetch one small load

-from the cave entrance.

-I'll tell you where to go later.

-Come, I have a small job for you.

-Come, lads!

-Where are they going?

-After them!

-Hurry, or we'll lose them!

-Home you go!

-Follow them!

-We're in the marsh!

-A Thanksgiving gift for the vicar.

-Where are you going, Wil?

-To warn Coleby?

-What do you mean?

-What do you mean?

-

-Don't deny it. I know.

-I don't know what you mean.

-What shall we do with him?

-What shall we do with him?

-

-The sea is near.

-I have a better idea.

-What do you suggest we do now?

-Back to the cottage - let's hope

-we're not too late. Come!

-Open, in the name of the law!

-Sion Cwilt, open the door!

-Men, make ready!

-Militia!

-Take aim!

-Fire!

-Fire!

-

-GUNSHOTS

-Sion Cwilt!

-# The God and Father of all things,

-# Cares tenderly for us.

-# Our houses filled

-with his generous gifts.

-# O, let his love be with us.

-# The early rain and gentle dew,

-# Pour blessing on all.

-# The earth yields its fruit,

-# And the sun gives us its bounty.

-# For this year's abundant harvest,

-# And its... #

-Captain Phillips - welcome.

-Forgive this intrusion.

-There's no proof, but according

-to Wil, there's room to believe...

-..that Harri Glascoed

-is Sion Cwilt.

-Excuse me.

-Sir Watcyn Lloyd? In the name of

-His Majesty's government...

-..I have a warrant to search

-the house, buildings...

-..and lands of Glascoed.

-..and lands of Glascoed.

-

-What is this nonsense?

-Men - commence search.

-I'm sorry, Sir Watcyn, but there's

-room to believe that contraband...

-..is hidden in the vicinity.

-..is hidden in the vicinity.

-

-You cannot do this!

-Is Lucille home?

-No, she has taken

-some needlework back to Dinah.

-To Glascoed, as it happens.

-To Glascoed, as it happens.

-

-Thank you.

-Leave her alone, Harri.

-For her sake.

-But I love her.

-But I love her.

-

-You think that now.

-It won't work.

-Harri Glascoed and a tavern girl.

-Not a tavern girl - Lucille.

-The tavern girl to everyone else.

-The tavern girl to everyone else.

-

-I don't care!

-You have your duty

-to the estate, Harri.

-You take care of that.

-We'll take care of Lucille.

-Mam, the militia are at Glascoed!

-Yes, Emile, Harri Glascoed is back.

-Tell Pierre, and the vicar too.

-I found the Frenchwoman

-in one of the rooms.

-Bring her down.

-Lucille!

-Lucille!

-

-We found her upstairs.

-Bring her here.

-Lucille knows nothing.

-There's nothing to know!

-Did they harm you?

-Did they harm you?

-

-My son!

-What on earth is going on, Father?

-Harri, I couldn't stop them.

-We have a warrant to search

-Glascoed for contraband...

-..and for those concealing it.

-..and for those concealing it.

-

-No-one is above the law.

-And what business is this of yours?

-Law and order is always my

-business. I don't want Glascoed...

-..to have a bad reputation,

-as I shall be living here soon.

-Never! We'll pay the debts.

-How will you do that?

-By asking Sion Cwilt?

-Ah! All his gang is here now.

-Tell me, Harri, where

-have you been these past months?

-London?

-Paris?

-Or Cwmtydu?

-Mr Coleby!

-I think you've seen

-enough here now, Phillips.

-Thank you for your co-operation,

-Sir Watcyn.

-Men, fall in! By the left.

-Quick march.

-What on earth is going on?

-Harri - why didn't you let us know

-you were coming home?

-In trouble again,

-by the looks of things.

-Come - we must celebrate!

-We'll go home - where you belong.

-Sion Cwilt's sweetheart,

-according to Wil.

-And very close to Harri Lloyd.

-She could tell us everything.

-If she chose to.

-What if she had no choice?

-Why come home, Harri?

-There's nothing for you here.

-Father, I haven't been idle.

-I have more than half the money.

-Did you see Coleby?

-That smirk revealed everything.

-He'll be in Glascoed,

-before the month is out.

-We aren't beaten yet.

-Run, Emile! Go to tell Pierre!

-Tell Pierre!

-888

-I warned you!

-You've been playing with fire.

-Who gets burnt?

-Not the gentry - but the innocent!

-My family.

-We'll get Lucille, I promise.

-They don't want her.

-They want Sion Cwilt.

-I wouldn't tell you,

-even if I knew.

-Stupid girl!

-Stupid girl!

-

-Enough, Moses.

-We only want his name.

-It's Harri Lloyd, Glascoed,

-isn't it?

-Why do you defend him?

-Do you really think Glascoed's heir

-would marry a tavern girl?

-Pity.

-He's taking advantage

-of you, Lucille.

-Did you see him with Lowri Price?

-Though it's unlikely

-he's good enough for her.

-But believe me,

-there will be a marriage.

-If you tell us the truth...

-..Pierre and Emile will be safe.

-I won't tell you.

-Never.

-Well, well.

-I wonder what brings you here?

-Lucille Rhys.

-You have no right to detain her.

-We do - she is suspected

-of aiding the smugglers.

-You know the penalty for that.

-Lucille knows nothing!

-And how would you know?

-You've been in London for months.

-Listen, Mr Coleby...

-..it's Sion Cwilt you want.

-Well, this is brave of you.

-Have you come to give yourself up?

-I'll strike a bargain with you.

-Edward said

-you were a skilled swordsman.

-What if Sion Cwilt

-came to have a duel with you?

-A duel?

-If Sion Cwilt comes anywhere

-near me, he'll end up in court.

-No - that isn't the bargain.

-Sion Cwilt will fight you

-for Lucille.

-Folly!

-Folly!

-

-You have nothing to lose.

-If you win, you'll have Sion Cwilt.

-And if I am Sion Cwilt,

-not only you will be rid of him...

-..there will be no argument

-about Glascoed.

-Choose your sword.

-Don't release her -

-she's too valuable.

-You wouldn't dare kill me.

-It isn't safe for you to stay.

-They know you were

-Sion Cwilt's sweetheart.

-Harri Glascoed can't marry you now.

-It's time to leave.

-It's for the best - for everyone.

-You must go - for Harri's sake.

-Where is she? I want to see her!

-She doesn't want to see you.

-She returns this to you.

-Lucille wants nothing from you.

-Harri.

-She's gone, Edward.

-She didn't even look back.

-Perhaps this was meant to be.

-It's all over. Coleby will be

-at Glascoed before the month's out.

-What will you do?

-I don't know.

-I have to ensure my father

-has a suitable place to live.

-I have money for that, at least.

-Is this Harri talking?

-You expect me to gamble everything?

-Forgive me.

-You seem to be giving in.

-Harri, of all people!

-You, and many others,

-said it's time for me to change.

-To face my responsibilities.

-Perhaps now is the time.

-Pierre, where did you take Lucille?

-Pierre, where did you take Lucille?

-

-Leave her alone, Harri.

-You must tell me.

-It's better for all

-if you don't know, Harri.

-You were against me

-when I was Glascoed's heir.

-Now I'm poor, what's worrying you?

-Now I'm poor, what's worrying you?

-

-What can you offer her now?

-Emile, tell me where she is.

-She's on the 'Vilma', waiting for

-favourable wind to go to Brittany.

-Take care of my sister, Harri!

-Lucille!

-What do you want, Harri?

-I've brought this back to you.

-I've brought this back to you.

-

-Hurry!

-And to take you back with me.

-Back to what? To Glascoed, so

-Coleby can arrest me - and worse.

-I'll take care of you.

-I'll take care of you.

-

-Dont a res?

-What about Lowri? Has she

-refused you, so you've come here?

-I love, and will marry,

-only one girl.

-I love you, Lucille.

-Prove it - come with me.

-Dont a res?

-I hate you, Harri Glascoed!

-What are you doing? Put me down!

-I'll prove it to you.

-I'll prove it to you.

-

-Not like this, Harri!

-Lucille! Lucille!

-No-one with sense

-lands a boat on Traeth Llyfn.

-Saint Anna has protected us again.

-Saint Anna didn't listen

-to my prayers!

-Listen! I can't go home,

-and you can't go to Glascoed...

-..the ship has left, and you...

-Harri, are you listening?

-Harri Glascoed!

-Look, Lucille.

-Over there.

-All that's left of the 'Betsi',

-here on Traeth Llyfn.

-I don't understand, Harri.

-Lucille, Saint Anna

-has listened to your prayers.

-Thank you all for coming.

-Today is a momentous day

-for Glascoed, and the area.

-This document transfers

-Glascoed to me.

-All that is needed is a signature.

-That won't be necessary, Coleby.

-Someone here has deceived us all.

-The Betsi's grave

-isn't at Cefn Sidan.

-It's down on Traeth Llyfn.

-It's down on Traeth Llyfn.

-

-Lies!

-All lies!

-Wreckage from the 'Betsi'

-lies on Traeth Llyfn's rocks.

-But there's no sign of cargo.

-There was no cargo on the ship.

-When you received the message

-that the 'Betsi' had sunk...

-..you saw your opportunity -

-you and your lackey.

-I had no choice -

-I was in debt to him!

-You told everyone

-the cargo had sunk with the ship...

-..then you kept it all for yourself.

-You took advantage of Glascoed's

-debt! Need I say more?

-Captain Phillips.

-Father, were it not

-for Lucille and her family...

-..I wouldn't have found the ship.

-Will you welcome

-your daughter to be?

-My daughter!

-S4C Subtitles by: GWEAD