(birds chirping) (energetic music) ♪ (Prem) Kamini, I'm only going to look at it.

(Kamini) I know, if it's too much money... (Prem) Which it probably will be.

(Kamini) ...Mummy's promised to help.

(Prem) Oh, that's nice.

I'll be back for the interviews.

♪ (Kamini) Dear Mummy, I'm sorry I've taken so long to reply to you.

I hope you didn't worry.

Everything here is fine.

We think we might have found a bigger surgery.

It's part of a big house.

(upbeat music) Prem's finally going to see it today.

♪ Life here is still busy.

Sian is getting used to living on her own, since Gina and the baby left for London.

♪ She's back to her normal self.

(Sian) Oi!

Get out of here!

You!

(Kamini) Megan & Emlyn have settled well into married life.

They seem very much in love.

♪ Dan's doing very well in school.

He's such a clever boy.

(car honking) ♪ (Dan) (indistinct), come on, let's go follow it.

♪ (Kamini) I really want to try to get a job, but Prem still needs plenty of looking after.

♪ And no, there's still no news on the baby front, but I'm going to try what you suggested.

As you always say, anything is possible to a willing heart.

(car honking) ♪ Dan!

What are you doing here?

(gravel crunching) (birds chirping) (car door closing) (car approaching) Good morning, I wasn't sure I got the time right.

You were expecting me?

Yes, to show me around the house?

To show you the house?

Estate agent, no?

Oh, I see.

No, no, we're the owners.

I'm Basil Thomas, this is my brother, Robert.

-Dr. Prem Sharma.

-Hello.

(Basil) Well, what a coincidence, my brother here's a doctor also.

Very pleased to meet you, Dr. Sharma.

The local GP, I presume?

I'm sure you two will get along famously.

Well, look, um, we're very sorry to have wasted your time, but I'm afraid we've decided to take the house off the market.

I do hope you're not too disappointed.

Not at all.

My wife will be though.

We were looking for larger premises, and she had her eye on this place, but, uh, pretty sure we couldn't have afforded it.

(Basil) Again, sorry to have wasted your time.

(Prem) No, actually, it's a relief.

Good day.

-Good day.

-Good day.

(lumbering music) ♪ (sinister music) ♪ (Basil) It's as much of a dump as I remember.

(Robert) Why did you have to tell him I'm a doctor?

(Basil) It's always good to introduce yourself to competition early on.

♪ Hello, father.

We're home.

♪ Come on, baby brother, chin up!

Remember why we're here, a new start, a new project for us both.

It's what Daddy would have wanted.

♪ And aren't we just thrilled about it.

(Kamini) Do you want to be stuck in this village all your life?

(Dan) I don't care like you.

-Do you think it was a mustang?

-Whatever it was, the person driving it went to school.

-Didn't go to my school.

-How do you know?

School is school.

Anyway, you will never get a car like that unless you finish -your education.

-I can do it.

I can leave in the summer anyway.

(Kamini) All the more reason to work hard now.

Off you go!

I'll be checking with your teacher you were there.

(curious music) ♪ (lid screwing) (spoon clinking) (tea pouring) (Emlyn) My mom used to swear by this for these summer colds.

You go and sit down, and I'll bring it in to you.

(Megan) Shouldn't you be at work?

(Emlyn) My work is to look after the people of Trefelin, and that includes my wife.

(spoon clinking) I hope you're not thinkin' of going to work today.

(Megan) No, I'm sure Annie can cope for one more day.

(Emlyn) Maybe you should pop by and see the doctor.

And tell him I'm tired?

Don't be silly.

Emlyn.

(Emlyn) Is that enough?

Are you warm enough?

Maybe you should go back to bed.

(Megan) Emlyn, I'm fine!

(Emlyn) Would you like for me to stay with you perhaps?

And have the crime rate shoot up just because of me?

No.

You go.

Right-o.

(gloomy music) ♪ (Aled) We've gotta smash the system, Daf.

(Daf) Do we have to do it today, Aled?

(Aled) Yes, comrade, every day's a new beginning, a new dawn.

Have you got the banner?

(Daf) Banner?

(Aled) Come on!

(lumbering music) ♪ (Kamini) If you could just take a seat.

(people murmuring) Well?

(Prem) Looks like it's going to be a busy morning.

(Kamini) Tell me.

The house?

(Prem) Oh, it's been taken off the market.

Never mind, there'll be others!

Anyway, we're happy here!

Send the first one in.

Of course.

(Ceri) Ah!

Mrs. Sharma.

Surgery doesn't open 'till later.

(Ceri) No, it's you I want to see, Mrs. Sharma.

-Could you be my next of kin?

-Sorry?

(Ceri) They'll need me telephone number, and the telephone number of my next of kin, and I haven't got a telephone number, or no, I haven't got -a next of kin, so-- -Ceri, I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about, and as you see, we're very busy here.

Mrs. Williams, the doctor's ready for you now, thank you.

(people murmuring) (Prem) Come in!

Mrs. Williams!

Please, sit down.

I didn't know that you were interested in becoming a receptionist.

Oh, I'm not.

Ah, well, today I'm interviewing for-- (Mrs. Williams) I'm here about my Aled.

He spends all day sitting around the place with that layabout Daf talking a load of all rubbish about politics!

He's got pictures all over his wall of that foreign gentleman, you know, the one with the beard.

What's his name?

Oh, you know-- I'm so worried about him!

(Prem) Abraham Lincoln?

(Mrs. Williams) No, Aled!

Ah, yes, of course, Mrs. Williams.

-Mr. Che something?

-Guevara!

(Mrs. Williams) He doesn't even get out of bed until midday!

-Che Guevara?

-No, no, Aled.

Mrs. Williams, a healthy interest in politics is hardly a medical matter.

Well, it will be!

My nerves can't take much more of this.

He needs to stop messin' a get a proper job.

Could you talk to him?

Oh, please, doctor?

I'll see what I can do.

(Mrs. Williams) Thank you, Dr. Sharma.

All the best.

(bell dinging) (Ceri) You look lovely today, Sian.

(Sian) Oh, go on with you.

I'm too busy for idle chat.

(Ceri) Even busy, you look lovely.

I need to ask you somethin'.

-I need you as a wife.

-What?

(Ceri) Yeah, well, I need someone to agree to be my next of kin, and, um, and I need someone with a phone number.

(Sian groaning) Yeah, but, but-- (car honking) (Sian) Who on Earth?

(curious music) (Ceri) That old road hog nearly ran me off the road this morning.

♪ (Prem) And why do you think you would make a good receptionist?

Because I know all about germs.

Germs?

Did you know they're everywhere?

(Prem) Yes, but you can leave the medical side of things to me.

Your job would include answering the phone.

(woman) My last employer was very happy with my telephone manner.

-May I?

-Of course!

Bring-bring, bring-bring, bring-bring, bring-bring, bring-bring.

Who was your last employer?

(woman) Pentre Sewage Works.

Blockage or seepage?

(Prem) That's very, very good.

(Sian) Oh, look at you!

Just like film stars!

Wilfred Thomas' boys.

I can still remember babysitting for you like it was yesterday.

Such lovely little cherubs you were.

I used to kiss their fat little bottoms.

And how long are you staying?

(Basil) As long as you'll have us.

But won't you find us a bit dull after the bright lights of London?

You were missin' our Welsh cookin'.

(Robert) And we miss the fresh air of home, didn't we?

(Basil) And the wonderful simplicity of the people.

So, look, uh, we'd like to invite you to attend a party we're throwing tomorrow in the village hall.

-Will you come?

-We'll be honored to attend, won't we?

Alright, aye.

(Basil) Excellent.

Until tomorrow then.

(Sian) Until tomorrow.

(bell dinging) Oh, you look like your father.

(chuckling) Ta-ta now!

What on Earth am I going to wear?

(speaking Welsh) Mind the shop.

(lively music) ♪ Guess what!

The Thomas boys are back!

Oh, look at their car!

♪ (Owen) And she was hanging, like, to the cliff edge with her fingernails like this, and he said, "I bet you're sorry you had that manicure now, huh?"

(laughing) It isn't.

It is!

It's Basil and Robert Thomas.

(Basil) Griffiths, Owen Griffiths.

-Good God!

-How are you doin'?

(Owen) Well, well, bit smart for the likes of us, now aren't you?

-Not at all, not at all.

-Remember Bryndon, huh?

And Winston Pill?

(Basil) Well, what are you all drinking?

First round's on me!

(Sian) Guess what!

Basil and Robert Thomas are back!

(upbeat music) ♪ (laughing) So, what makes you think that you would be suitable for this job?

(woman) I'd be good at keepin' the patients amused.

-Oh.

-Why do bees hum?

-I'm sorry?

-'Cause they don't know the words.

(opera singing) ♪ (Prem) Thank you for coming in, Mrs. Roberts.

I was wondering what is it that you think that you can bring to the role of receptionist?

♪ Any shorthand?

(opera singing) ♪ (woman) Why did the chicken cross the road?

♪ (Prem) I'll be in touch.

♪ (knocking) -Last one.

-Thank God.

(Kamini) Mrs. Daniels.

(Prem) Mrs. Daniels, thank you so much for coming in.

(Owen) I was really very sorry to hear about your father.

Wonderful man, -did so much for our community.

-Thank you.

(Owen) Uh, to Wilfred Thomas.

(glasses clinking) (Basil) Father.

(Owen) Afternoon, Mr. Graham.

(Graham) Pint of dark, please.

(Basil) Here, I'll get that.

(Owen) I wouldn't bother if I was you, Mr. Thomas.

NCB inspection team.

He's sniffing around to see if he can close us down.

Your father wouldn't have stood for that.

(Basil) Oh well, we're all friends here.

(sinister music) ♪ (Mrs. Daniels) And I was a doctor's receptionist before the war.

(Prem) He's certainly given you a glowing reference.

Reorganized all medical files, cross-referenced against surname, age, blood group, gender.

Very impressive.

Why did you stop working, Mrs. Daniels?

(Mrs. Daniels) Well, I felt like it, dear.

(Prem) Oh.

You reduced waiting times by 50 percent, revolutionized the appointment system.

If I offered you the job, when could you start?

(Mrs. Daniels) Oh, I'm not sure that I want it yet, dear.

-I'm sorry?

-Well, it's a big step, -isn't it?

-Yes, I suppose.

(Mrs. Daniels) Thank you for coming in.

I'll let you know.

(cheerful music) ♪ (Dan) Whose is it?

(Emlyn) Somebody who think they're above the law, I'd say.

(Dan) How fast do you think it goes?

(Emlyn) Too fast.

(Dan) Must belong to someone really rich.

(Emlyn) They can afford to pay that, then, can't they?

♪ (Kamini) Well, how did it go?

(Prem) Total waste of a morning.

(Kamini) Well, there is one candidate -you haven't considered.

-Really?

(Kamini) She's a university graduate, she can type, very hard-working, and very efficient.

(Prem) Well, she sounds ideal, who?

(Kamini) Me.

(scoffing) (Prem) You're too good for this job, Kamini.

Anyway, you're too busy with the housework.

Emlyn!

(Emlyn) Dr. Sharma.

Kamini.

Uh, any chance for a quick word, doctor?

(Prem) Ah.

Well, Mummy, time to put your plan into action.

(mischievous music) ♪ (Emlyn) It's just that I'm really worried about Megan.

She's tired.

Very down, very snappy.

It's as if she's always angry with me.

I know they do say that women can get a touch of depression after they get married.

(Prem) Well, life changes can cause some depression, but I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.

(Emlyn) Listen, don't tell her that I came to see you here, but, um, could you come up with some excuse to go by and see her?

(Prem) Uh, of course, Emlyn.

I'll drop in tomorrow.

(Emlyn) Thank you, Prem.

(people murmuring) (Basil) Here you go, lads.

(Aled) Thanks, pet.

(Daf) Can we take drinks off a capitalist?

(Aled) Think of it as wealth redistribution.

(Robert) What ever happened to Megan, Megan Howels?

(Owen) She works here usually.

She married Emlyn Dawkins.

Who, fatty?

(Owen) Yes, he's done very well for himself.

He's the village copper.

(Robert) My overriding memory of fatty is his red face after rugby.

Blood, mud, tears, and snot!

-Oh, Mrs. Sharma.

-Hello, Owen.

-I thought we'd find you here.

-Mrs. Sharma has taken a shine to my boy, Dan.

(Kamini) Dan won't be home for dinner.

I'm taking him to the library for a school project.

It's about cars.

(Basil) Mrs. Sharma, Basil Thomas.

-This is my brother, Robert.

-Hello.

(Basil) I believe we met your husband earlier.

-Oh, really?

-Yes, he said you'd be disappointed, the house no longer being for sale.

(Kamini) It's a beautiful house, Mr. Thomas.

If it was mine, I wouldn't sell it either.

Thank you.

My brother and I are hosting a social event in the village hall tomorrow evening.

We'd be honored if you could attend.

Your husband too, of course.

(Kamini) We'd love to, thank you very much.

Come on, Dan.

(upbeat music) ♪ (knocking) (kids laughing) (Sian) Shoo!

I'll be telling your mothers!

Oh, wait 'till I see you, Ceri Joseph!

(announcer) The jackpot this week is £10,000.

Here are the football scores.

(indistinct announcing) ♪ (laidback radio music) ♪ (Robert) Emlyn Dawkins, it's been years.

(Emlyn) Robert Thomas?

How you been?

(Robert) Who'd have thought back in school that you'd be giving me a parking ticket one day.

(Emlyn) Ah.

♪ (Robert) Revenge for all those rugby tackles, huh?

♪ Listen, must dash, but I wanted to let you know my brother and I are having a homecoming party tomorrow evening, do come.

(Emlyn) Oh, thank you very much, I'll certainly bear it in mind.

(Robert) And make sure to bring that beautiful wife of yours.

Congratulations, by the way.

If she's anything like the woman I remember, you're a lucky man.

(suspicious music) ♪ (Prem) What a day.

(Kamini) Really?

Oh, dear.

I met Basil Thomas today.

He seems like a charming man.

Charming?

Really?

Have you met his brother?

He's also a GP.

Apparently, they're back to stay.

(Kamini) Really?

Maybe that's why he said the house wasn't on the market anymore.

(Prem) Well, we couldn't have afforded it anyway.

Old places like that need a lot of work.

(Kamini) I wouldn't have minded.

It would have given me something to do in-between all this housework.

It's a pity you didn't go and see that place weeks ago, and maybe we could have bought it while it was still on the market.

(Prem) Mm, systematically, two Ms, two Ls?

(muttering) (utensils clinking) (clock ticking) (Emlyn) Maybe you should see the doctor.

I slept most the day, I'll be fine tomorrow.

(melancholic music) ♪ How was your day?

(Emlyn) Nothing out of the ordinary.

♪ (sinister music) ♪ (Robert) Do you think he'd be disappointed if he saw us now?

(Basil) Probably, stuck in the 19th century as he was.

He never understood you must move with the times.

(clock chiming) Not for me.

(Robert) Fatty's face was priceless when he realized it was me he was giving the parking ticket to.

Careful, that's my future patients you're laughing about.

(Basil) So, what do you think of our Indian doctor's wife?

Huh?

May be worth getting to know better.

Man alive!

What on Earth did father want with this?

Maybe there was a dark side to him after all.

Maybe he skulked around at night murdering the natives.

(Robert) I can't believe Megan married Emlyn Dawkins.

(Basil) Forget Megan, she'll be fat and 40 now.

(laughing) You always were a coward.

♪ (upbeat music) ♪ (male singer) ♪ Let me hold you ♪ ♪ Don't walk away ♪ ♪ ♪ What did I do wrong?

♪ ♪ What did I say?

♪ ♪ ♪ Now I call you but you're never home ♪ ♪ Hey, Kamini, could you reschedule Mr. Bowens' appointment.

Emlyn's asked me to visit Megan.

Sorry, I'm very busy, housewife duties.

Recipes to plan.

(male singer) ♪ I'm livin' in misery ♪ ♪ Baby, come back ♪♪ -Mrs. George.

-Mornin'!

(indistinct speaking) (Sian) You left my shop unattended yesterday!

We could all have been murdered in our beds!

-We weren't in our beds.

-Figure of speech.

(Ceri) When a cow needs milking, she needs milking.

Anyway, I was trying to ask you something yesterday, -um, I'm doing the pools.

-Gambling?

-Work of the devil!

-Well, Sian, listen-- (coal crunching) (birds chirping) Megan!

(Megan) It went out in the night.

You should have let me do that.

(Megan) It's done now.

Are you feeling any better?

A bit.

Have a good day.

Yes.

You too.

(sweeping) (knocking) (Megan) Oh!

Robert Thomas?

(Robert) Can I come in?

(birds chirping) (Sian) If you're part of a pool syndicate, then you're gambling.

(Ceri) Whatever you call it, they need my next of kin, and they need a telephone number.

-And if I win-- -You won't!

The pools are a con, everyone knows that.

(Ceri) But if I do, I'll take you out!

(Sian) I hope you're not haboring in indecent thoughts.

(Ceri) Of course not.

(Sian) You carry on like that, and you'll get a good clipper on the ear.

-Oh, shwmae, Dr. Sharma.

-Oh, can I help you, Dr. Sharma?

-These oranges look nice.

-Oh!

-Uh, I'll take six, please.

-Oh!

Um, Ceri, hold those.

Three, four, five, and six.

(menacing music) Oh, God.

♪ Are you moving back for good?

That depends on whether I get any patients.

I might be taking over Dr. Morgan's old practice if you're looking for a doctor.

(Megan) Ah, no.

We're with Dr. Sharma now.

(Robert) I was in private practice in London, but I wanted to come home, you know, give something back to the community.

(tea pouring) Thank you.

(Megan) Is that enough milk?

Personally, I like it stronger, but some people like it like that.

(Robert) It's perfect.

I didn't know you got married again.

(Megan) Yes.

After my first husband died, I suppose I didn't like to be alone.

But Emlyn, he's very-- Sorry.

You must think that I collect husbands like football cards.

(Robert) I bumped into Emlyn -yesterday, actually.

-Did you?

He didn't say.

Did you ever marry?

(Daf) Is that how you spell oranges, -it doesn't look right.

-Shut up.

Oh, doctor!

A word.

Where are they from?

(Sian) Oh, just shoo!

You'll lose me customers!

(Daf) South African oranges are evil.

Why don't you sell Welsh oranges?

(Ceri) I'll tell you what, boys.

I'll get some, shall I?

On the orange grove on my Welsh hillside.

Daft day for the pair of you.

(Prem) I think an interest in world politics is admirable, but I think your mother would really like you to get a job.

(Aled) My job is bringin' about the fall of the imperialist and capitalist system.

(Sian) I made a mistake.

Now shoo!

(Daf) Is there anything wrong with Spanish oranges?

(Aled) They had a civil war there.

(Prem) It's over.

(Aled) Who won?

(Prem) They did.

(spurned music) ♪ -So, will you be my next of kin?

-Yes!

(Ceri) Woo!

(Robert) I'll see you soon.

(birds chirping) (chuckling) (Megan) Prem, what a nice surprise.

(Robert) Dr. Sharma.

Hello again.

Robert, isn't it?

(Megan) Robert's a GP too.

Yes, I know.

(Robert) Megan's an old friend.

I'm not visiting in a professional context, yet, although I do need patients.

I've been asked to take over Dr. Morgan's old practice in Treherbert.

-Really?

-See you soon, Megan.

-Yeah.

-Good day, Dr. Sharma.

(Megan) You coming in?

(Prem) No, no, I wasn't going to stop.

I haven't seen you in a while, so I thought I'd drop in -and give you these... -Oh.

(Prem) ...and see how you were.

(Megan) Just a bit tired, really.

Nothing that a good rest and some oranges can't cure.

(Prem) Good.

You know you can drop in and see me any time.

My door is always open to you.

(Megan) I know.

(Prem) See you soon.

-Hope you feel better.

-Thank you.

(calm music) ♪ (upbeat music) ♪ (Daf) What do you think they're doing?

(Aled) Don't know.

♪ (Daf) Must be for the party.

♪ Loads of booze!

(Aled) We should infiltrate.

(Daf) Definitely.

♪ (woman) Excuse me, excuse me, I've been waiting.

(indistinct speaking) What on Earth, why are you here?

(Mrs. Daniels) Your filing system is in a terrible mess.

-Whose are these?

-Ooh, uh, his and hers.

But they're not labeled, how do I know whose is whose?

(Mrs. Daniels) Well, he came in first, so the colder one will be his.

-Mrs. Daniels.

-No, I'm sorry.

I can't do anything until I've sorted out this shambles.

I've never seen anything like it.

How on Earth have you been managing?

(Prem) Kamini, what's she doing here?

-Did you offer her a job?

-Of course not.

I thought you did.

(Prem) I did, did I?

I'm sure I didn't.

Please, could you help?

(Kamini) I'd love to, I'm just so busy.

(people murmuring) (clock ticking) (Emlyn chuckling) (Emlyn) Megan!

Megan.

Megan.

I've, uh, bought you these.

Prem bought those.

(Emlyn) Oh!

Oh, he's been to see you, uh, did he say anything about, um-- (Megan) He just said I was a bit run down.

Right.

Well, if you're up to it, we've been invited to a party tonight.

I know, Robert told me.

I heard you saw him?

I forgot to say.

Right.

So, the party?

I don't feel up to it.

You can go if you like.

(upbeat music) ♪ Sian!

-You look radiant!

-Oh!

(Basil) Thank you so much for coming.

(Sian) Thank you so much for asking us.

(Basil) Please, please.

(Sian) Ooh, doesn't he look smart?

(Ceri) Looks like a ponce to me.

(Basil) How do you do?

Oh, lads, you comin' in as well?

Only, uh, wouldn't have thought this was your kind of thing.

Still, all welcome!

All welcome.

How do you do?

♪ (Prem) Hey, you look nice!

Any special reason?

(Kamini) I told you, it's the Thomas' homecoming party.

How is Mrs. Daniels?

(Prem) Ugh, filing all day, and now I can't find a thing.

(Kamini) Poor you.

Could you, um, tie that for me please?

(Prem) Do we really have to go out?

(Kamini) Why, did you have something else in mind?

(knocking) (Prem) Yes.

To find out who's at the door!

(knocking) Emlyn, come in!

(Emlyn) Thank you, Prem.

-How are you?

-Oh, fine, fine, yes.

I'm fine, thank you, um, never better.

Just thought I'd pop by to say hello.

(Prem) Good, good, well, come up.

-Oh, thank you.

-You on your way to the, uh-- (Emlyn) The village hall, yes, only Megan's not feeling too clever, but I thought I should go and show my face.

-Hello, Emlyn.

-Kamini.

(Prem) Actually, we were going to give it a miss.

(Emlyn) Oh, well, that settles it.

If you're not going, then neither am I. Yeah, funny thing for you now, uh, Megan and Dr. Robert used to court way back, you know.

(Prem) Really?

And now she has you.

Come on, let's go for half an hour.

You can wear the achkan Mummy sent for you.

(Prem) I think you should tell Mummy to stop sending expensive things that I'm never ever going to wear.

Don't be grumpy.

Prem is cross because he doesn't like his new receptionist.

(Prem) I didn't say that.

I offered to do it.

(Prem) Right, if we're going to go, then let's go and get it over and done with.

(easygoing music) ♪ (crowd murmuring) ♪ (Basil) It's go time.

(clapping) Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen!

I, uh, I'd like to thank you all very much for coming along this evening.

I have a confession to make.

(crowd murmuring) This isn't just a party.

This is a chance to change your lives.

(crowd murmuring) This is a decade of progress.

All over the country, things are changing.

And as my late father, God rest his soul, used to say, "You must move with the times."

So, imagine, if you will, what it would be like if you didn't have to carry that heavy coal bucket around anymore.

Imagine if you could have a hot bath any time you wanted it.

Imagine a warm house, hot water, and clean clothes, and all at the touch of a button.

(crowd oohing) Well, imagine no longer.

What I'm describing to you is already a reality over most of the country, and I believe that together, we can make it a reality right here.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present... ...New Trefelin.

(crowd gasping) (intriguing music) ♪ New Trefelin, a bigger and a better new town to be built right here, right where we're standing, in place of the old.

A new shopping center, pubs, cafes, even a new and expanded medical center, attracting the very best Welsh doctors, people like my own brother here, Harley Street's Dr. Robert Thomas.

(applause) ♪ And, and if you agree to my plan, one of these beautiful new homes, complete with hot water, central heating, and a washing machine could be yours.

(Aled) These are workin' people, Mr. Thomas!

They can't afford new houses!

(Basil) Well, that's where you're wrong.

That's where you're wrong because in return for your loyalty and the deeds to your old home, I can promise each and every current resident a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to own a brand new home at the heart of this new development.

A new home that will, in time, I'm sure prove to be the shrewdest investment you will ever make.

(Aled) And what's in it for you?

(Basil) No, no, he has a point, a fair point.

Now obviously, New Trefelin will bring with it many challenges and opportunities.

Let me be honest, profit.

And I intend to be around to enjoy it all.

But tonight, ladies and gentlemen, friends, I want you to join with me and share in this dream.

So please, have another drink, have a good look at the plans.

I'll be happy to answer any questions you may have, and individually, if you so wish.

Thank you, thank you very much.

Thank you.

(applause) Thank you.

(applause) (Emlyn) That sounds very interesting.

No police station, though.

(Prem) It's all very interesting.

(Robert) Nice to see you again, Dr. Sharma.

(Prem) Dr. Thomas.

(Robert) Emlyn, on your own?

(Emlyn) Megan, my wife, is busy.

(Robert) What a shame.

Please, help yourself to drinks.

(Emlyn) I think I will, you know.

(Basil) So, what do you think?

(Prem) It's very interesting, uh, is it based on the development -at Milton Keynes?

-Mere similarities, yes.

Towns like this, Dr. Sharma, they're the future, pedestrianized town centers, purpose-built compounds.

(Prem) Where does the mine fit in?

I don't see the mine anywhere.

(Basil) Well, we are in discussion with the coal board about that, and I'm confident we'll reach a mutually profitable agreement, -and very soon--Excuse me.

-What is mutually profit-- (Basil) Oh, I am so pleased you could come.

(Kamini) Thank you so much for inviting us, Mr. Thomas.

(Basil) Oh, first names, please, call me Basil.

(Kamini) Kamini.

(Basil) Do you work, Kamini?

(Kamini) No, not at the moment, I, uh, studied English at university.

I was hoping to do something with that, but when we moved to Trefelin, -other things took priority.

-Well, we should talk.

You're exactly the kind of educated person I'm going to need to get this new town built.

Excuse me.

An American-style supermarket, ladies and gentlemen, just like the latest ones in London.

(Sian) Supermarket, fancy that!

(Ceri) Well, I'll buy you one when I win the pools, girl.

(Sian) Nonsense, you'll spend it all on your chickens!

(downhearted music) (Kamini) Nobody expected this, did they?

(Prem) Or this new health center.

You know, maybe we should have stayed in India.

Or, maybe I should have taken that job in London after all.

(Kamini) Maybe.

Maybe, maybe.

Maybe we need a new receptionist, but maybe you couldn't choose one.

Maybe you'll go to see the new house, and then leave it until it gets taken off the market.

♪ -So, ladies and gentlemen... -I'm not getting into this now.

(Basil) ...thank you for allowing me to share in my vision.

(Kamini) Maybe you'll move to a new practice.

Maybe you'll apply for a job.

(Prem) It's not always up to me, you know.

(Kamini) Everything's maybe with you.

You're so busy saying it, nothing ever changes.

-Nothing ever happens.

-And a better future.

And now, will you all join me in a rendition of our glorious national anthem?

(bright music) ♪ (in unison) (singing in Welsh) (sinister music) ♪ You make sure they shut that mine.

Just make sure it happens.

(Aled) I bet that's where they keep the explosives.

-Goin' up.

-Hey!

What are you doin'?

(laughing) (Megan) I know what's wrong with me.

I don't need any examination.

I just need some time to think it through.

This new town, Sian, it's an absolute gold mine.

By the time the outside world gets to here, they'll be sitting on a small fortune.

(Robert) I would really appreciate your opinion on the plans for the health center.

(Prem) Yes, of course.

(Robert) And, I don't wanna jump the gun, but I will be looking for a new partner.

♪ (fuse sizzling) (upbeat music) ♪ (energetic music)