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DOORBELL CHIMES

Oh, dear. Did your wife not like being Mrs True Crime Buster?

You can knock off the posh act, I know who you really are.

And I know who you are.

I've been dealing with men like you

my whole life. You think you're a big man.

The cruelty gives you power.

But you're just another one

of those sad little wankers that we used to laugh at in the playground.

We're winning though, right? Wouldn't you say?

When you look at the world.

Did you have any more thoughts about the deal I offered you?

How'd you get that?

I'm still in some very handy law enforcement

WhatsApp groups. Boys in blue stick together.

I get it, you know. You love him.

Even though he's a very bad man. You can't help it.

The heart wants what it wants.

But will your new lady friends be so understanding?

You've got no idea who you're really dealing with, Graham.

I don't understand.

What's to understand? She's been to see the Sandman.

And now she's gone to see his mate.

Why would she do this if she's not Alice Bell?

But why would she do this if she was Alice Bell?

Surely, she hates the Sandman?

Well, does she? I mean,

she loved him once. Maybe she still does.

I don't know.

She's got something going on with them both.

Right, call her.

What? Tell her we're coming to see her.

But, well, she'll be driving to London.

Yeah, it doesn't matter, we need to know what she's up to.

Hey. Are you all right?

What do you mean? Well, you've just become

a bit obsessed with all of this stuff.

I don't think it's good for you.

I'm fine. I'm going to sort it.

Make the call.

I'm afraid it's all a bit of a mess.

Don't mind the boxes.

Are you moving?

I'm just renting it out.

While I try and sell my mother's house.

As you know, being accused of being

a serial killer's lover hasn't been great for my brand.

I'm sorry.

It is, as stupid people say, what it is.

I'm glad you're here anyway. We have a situation.

I have info on The Sandman. Do you?

One of my contacts tells me he's gonna do some sort

of follow up announcement.

That video he ambushed us with in Dublin. Soon.

One of your contacts?

An old client.

Do you know what he's gonna say?

Could be about his appeal.

Or, more likely, he's gonna name names.

Do you mind if I use the facilities?

Sure, ah, first door on the left.

Thank you.

I think this was probably his plan all along.

Drop a hint to make sure the whole world's watching.

And then, bam, a few days later, big reveal.

He can't name her though, can he?

There's a court order.

He's a psychopath. Who knows what he's gonna do?

And people might believe a psychopath.

They might. We'll find out I guess.

Give him credit, that is one serial killer who really knows how to play

the media. Anyway.

Do you want a cup of tea?

Ah, yeah, why not?

Make yourself at home. Back in a minute.

Nick, do you want a tea?

FLOOR CREAKS

FLOOR CREAKS

Fuck's sake.

TOILET FLUSHES

God. Do you wanna go through her bins while we're here?

Well, I don't need to. I found what I was looking for.

Letters from him. The Sandman.

What? Really?

Yeah. Postmarked from prison.

Saying that he'll always love her. This is proof.

They're still together. Like I said.

Oh, God.

Mm? True Crime Buster's going live.

Right, for all you True Crime Busters out there,

here's a little heads up. I can't say too much.

But trust me, tomorrow at 5pm,

everything will become clear. So make sure you tune

to The True Crime Busters channel then.

You need to warn the others, fast.

Warn them about what?

This is their plan. Vanessa and the Sandman.

They're going to announce the wrong Alice Bell.

One of you. So... So that the real Alice,

the Vanessa Alice, she gets her life back.

And the fake Alice, well, she gets thrown to the wolves.

And it could be you, Fran.

You don't really think that she

would do that to me? She's my friend.

Fran, I love you,

but you've always been far too trusting.

Vanessa is not your friend.

She's Alice Bell.

And we've got to stop her.

Fuck.

Nash?

You are clever.

Well done.

Don't worry, it's a good plan.

5pm tomorrow, we move, as they say.

All right, ah, thanks for joining, everyone.

This is a bit of a tricky one.

Ah, shouldn't we wait for Vanessa?

Right, well, um, yeah,

ah, the thing is...

This isn't easy to say, um, but I...I thought that you should know

that, um, well...

Vanessa, Vanessa is Alice Bell.

What? What are you on about?

Fran, just tell them.

We found out that Vanessa's been visiting Newbourne Prison.

Where the Sandman is being held.

And she has letters from him where he says he still loves her.

And she went to see Graham Hunter too.

How do you know all this?

Well, I'm... I'm not sure that matters...

I think it does a bit.

Well, Nick,

sort of, ah, he put a tracker on her car.

You spied on her?

Well, with good reason, it turns out.

But she's our mate.

Is she though?

And what about the letters?

Well, we found those today. At her house.

What, what, you broke in?

No. No. No. No.

We were just dropping by. Weren't we? And, um, Nick...

Nick what?

Nick found them

in her desk while he was pretending to go to the toilet.

OK. Or rather, not OK.

Have you tracked any of the rest of us?

No, no, no. No, just... just Vanessa.

Would you tell us if you had?

I'm not going to apologise for trying

to keep my family safe.

And now he's going to announce it's one

of you four to get her off the hook.

How do you know?

Well, it... it's a theory...

It's the only thing that makes sense.

Two seconds.

So what are we going to do about it?

Well, we need to get her confession on camera before 5pm tomorrow.

Fran, are you all in with this?

I think Nick's right.

She may be trying to ruin one of our lives forever.

Well done.

Everything's going weird again, Dad. My socials are rank.

Everyone reckons he's gonna name her tomorrow.

Which is a good thing, right? I mean, it'll all be over.

Does wankface have a point? Please don't call your brother...

Does he Dad?

Could this be the end of this whole shit show?

Yes. Jay's right. By this time tomorrow,

it'll be done. One way or another.

All right, it's time.

I'm personally very, very excited about this one.

Get ready for the mother of all secrets

to be blown apart once

and for all. Definitely, don't go anywhere.

So I've got a statement prepared.

Whatever the prick says, we say it's all rubbish.

We don't bow to the mob. The Not Alice Bells are united.

What? We know, Vanessa.

What do you know exactly, Julie?

Ah, that you've been visiting the Sandman.

And writing to him. Because you're Alice Bell.

Oh, I am, am I? So,

what, in five minutes he's gonna say my name.

No. He'll announce it's one of us.

And then you'll get off scot free and get your life back.

Cos you're in league with him. It's not a bad plan, to be fair.

And this is what you all think, is it?

I don't know. It wasn't my idea.

No. It was yours, wasn't it, Fran?

Well, no.

I saw you talking to Graham Hunter in Dublin.

Oh, did you?

It seemed that...

Well, Nick thought that, um...

Yes. I did.

Don't hide behind him.

What do you think? Do you think I'm her?

I don't know. I think we deserve an explanation.

Well, since you deserve it.

OK. Right. Fuck.

My name isn't Vanessa Carr.

Or, that's not the name I was born with.

I changed it to my mother's maiden name

because my father's name is Patton. Vincent Patton.

What, ah, the gangster?

Let's go with organised criminal, shall we?

He got done for murder, right? One of his drug rivals.

Which is why he's now in Her Majesty's Prison, Newbourne.

So he's in prison with the Sandman?

I'm sorry. But, um... Oopsie.

But I thought you didn't see your dad? I didn't.

At the very expensive public school he insisted on sending me to,

I started to pretend I had a different dad.

One who worked in an investment bank

and was a member of the Rotary Club

and didn't threaten to kneecap

the umpire during my hockey matches. So I cut him off completely.

But when he got sent down, he wrote to me from prison.

Every week. Said he was a changed man.

I didn't write back. But I did keep the letters.

Couldn't quite let him go, my daddy.

Here's one of them.

Would you like to read to the end, this time, Nick?

Tell us all what it says, will you?

Ah, I know nothing can change what happened in the past,

but I want to make things right for the future. Blah, blah...

Love you...

...Dad.

Thanks.

And then my mum got dementia

and she just wasn't really there any more.

And suddenly, yes, I wanted my dad.

So you went and saw him?

And, I would love to say that I hated it,

and we had nothing in common and I never went back,

but I didn't.

We laughed till I felt sick.

He was just my dad again.

Right, so sorry, all your feminist whatsit,

all your... all your, you know, breaking up with toxic.

Well, that's all bollocks, then, is it?

Julie, I think it's a bit more complicated than that.

No, she's right. Well, I'm a hypocrite.

You know, desperate to prove I'm nothing like him.

Right side of history. All that.

But there's many things that we'd all like to be, right?

And that resentful assistant schtick I gave you

when we first met... Actually,

she decided to have a sticky beak in my desk drawer

and made two and two into five.

You and her would really get on.

So, there we are. I'm a murderer's daughter.

A daddy's girl.

A sanctimonious charlatan. But I'm not Alice Bell.

And as for me being the mole here, betraying you all,

Graham Hunter offered me a deal. To spy on you all,

in return for keeping the bad dad secret quiet.

So that's why you were visiting his house?

And I told him to fuck off.

What did he say?

Let's just say he understood my position.

My Dad taught me how to look after myself.

So, thanks for returning the faith.

Sorry, Ness. We've been right dicks.

Yeah. I've been the biggest dick.

Sorry.

So then there were four.

Do you really think he's gonna do it?

Who knows what he's gonna say.

Tick-tock.

Stayed tuned and don't forget to

share, like or subscribe. Because in just a few seconds

we are going live to Newbourne prison for a

statement from Dr Jason Nash himself.

They thought they could silence him, they were wrong.

Where ever you're watching, Alice Bell, time's up.

True Crime Busters, count down with me.

Five, four, three,

two, one.

Dr Nash?

Dr Nash?

Don't go anywhere, you're not gonna wanna miss this.

What's happening?

Maybe he's changed his mind.

Perhaps the guards came in and confiscated his phone.

He must be up to something. Maybe it's to do with his appeal.

Yeah, maybe.

What should we do, then. Vanessa?

I'm going home. I've got a lot to process.

This is like torture.

Charlotte...

Assuming this is yours, Nick?

Ah, yeah. Yeah, thank you.

And my Dad didn't buy this car

with his first million. He stole it.

Do you think we should do one of your statements?

We? There isn't a "we", Fran.

You've made that pretty clear.

Well, that leaves three then.

What, you're gonna put trackers on 'em all?

No. But I'm not giving up.

Hang on...

Fran, can we just go home? I just wanna see if she's all right.

Ugh.

Are you OK?

Yeah, sure, I'm just, um...

Do you wanna lift to the station?

No, I'm fine. I think.

Well, how are you getting home?

Get in the car.

No, it's OK. Just get in, please?

PHONE DINGS

Nick, we're gonna give Charlotte a lift to the station. What?

Someone trying to get hold of you?

Oh, yeah, um, it's just my ex.

He just wants to know where I am. Cos he knows I'm not at home.

How does he know that?

You're not together any more, right?

No, he's, just sort of, well, um, watching my house.

Have you told the police?

Yeah, a few times. They... They always say the same thing.

"Lack of evidence. We'll keep an eye on it."

You know, that sort of thing.

Right, you're coming home with us.

Come in. Thanks.

Oh, hi.

Hey, you.

Charlotte's staying with us tonight.

Is everything OK?

Yeah, just, you know. My weird ex.

Oh, yeah, right. Sorry.

Don't worry, you can sleep in my bed.

Ah... Without me.

I'll go on the sofa. You don't have to do that.

It's... It's fine.

You're so sweet.

You're safe here.

Thanks, Jay.

Thanks for dropping me home. Will you stay for a drink,

or do you have to get back to the hotel?

No, no, I could probably get back to Scarborough.

Um, but then again,

ah, Ken's not expecting me back tonight, so...

Right. Let me get you a drink then.

SHE SIGHS

There we are.

Oh, thanks. This is nice.

What is? Ah, your flat.

Oh, yeah.

So, we know it's not Vanessa, so it must be Charlotte.

Hmm. Might not be any of us.

Well, it's not me.

And Fran's too... Fran.

And I don't think it's you.

Why's it not me?

Cos you don't want it be?

No, I can tell.

And, ah, Charlotte's little girl lost act...

...doesn't fool me. No, she's hiding something.

Aren't we all?

Not me.

Come on, you're not who you pretend to be.

What you on about? All this front, the flashiness, the money.

It's... It's not real.

It's... It's a mask.

What, are you accusing me of something?

I'm not accusing you of anything. I just, um...

I'm just...

I'm interested in what's underneath.

There's nothing underneath.

I don't believe you.

OK.

I want to see the real you.

All of you.

Are you sure you don't mind?

I feel terrible throwing you out of your room.

You're a guest.

OK, good night.

Goodnight.

He is so nice.

Oh, he has his moments.

Right, um, you can wear these.

That's for you. What, you have one, like, lying around?

Oh, Nick's a bit of a bulk buyer.

We've got ten litres of hand wash in the garage.

Why, you're like proper grown up.

Oh, I don't know about that.

My mum never had spare toothbrushes.

Most of the time we didn't have any toothbrushes.

PHONE DINGS

Maybe, turn it off, Charlotte?

It is all right to do that.

Or I can take it, if you like.

Then you don't have to think about it.

Yeah. Yeah.

He can't hurt you here, OK?

I thought he loved me, you know? Once.

That isn't love. Love shouldn't make you feel scared.

It should make you feel safe.

I don't know if I've ever felt, like, safe.

Until now, maybe.

I'll let you rest.

Mm... Oops. Oh,

now I see I'm definitely over the limit now.

Good.

PHONE RINGS

Do you wanna answer that?

No.

RINGING STOPS

There you are.

What are you doing? Nothing.

I just, um, couldn't sleep.

Morning, Charlotte. Morning.

Nipped out this morning and got us breakfast, ah, to say thank you.

What's going on? The whole house stinks.

Breakfast. SMOKE ALARM BEEPS

Fuck! Oh! Oh, It's OK. Run it under the tap.

I'm sorry. Sorry. It's OK, just hold your hand there.

Great. My clothes are gonna reek of sausages.

It'll wear off in the car. You'll be all right.

Keep it under the cold water.

Guys?

Now involving a beach of security at Newbourne Prison.

Following online rumours, a spokesperson has confirmed

that one of their inmates, the serial killer Jason Nash,

has been violently attacked and is presently

in a critical condition.

The identity of his assailant remains unknown...

Jesus. ..but there is speculation tying the attack

to leaked videos earlier this week

suggesting that Nash planned to defy a court order

and identify an unspecified member of

the Not Alice Bell campaigning group

as his previous accomplice.

Police say there has been

a spate of local vandalism in reprisal.

What? Shit, it's our school.

Oh, God.

Oh, that's just fucking great, that is.

SHE SOBS

Everyone at school's gonna wanna know which one of them beat

the Sandman up. Us?

Yeah, it's gotta be one of you, hasn't it?

No, no, Violet. Prisoners, especially big,

famous evil ones,

they get beaten up by other inmates all the time.

Yeah, OK, but people on the internet aren't gonna see it like that.

It's never gonna be over, is it?

We're never gonna get back to normal.

Yes, we will. Look, we'll go out tonight.

Nonna's Table. Your favourite, yeah?

We'll call it a celebration for you getting your audition.

Nick, I don't think... Not takeaway, though, right?

No. No. We will sit in like a normal family.

Because we are normal.

It's the rest of the world that's weird, OK?

I'll take you to school today.

Go and get your stuff and, um, wait in the car. I'll be there in a sec.

OK.

Nick. I know.

Violet's right. This can't be a coincidence.

She must have done this. Alice Bell.

To stop him releasing her name.

How did she get someone beaten up in a maximum security prison?

I don't know. She must know people.

From when she was inside. You know, maybe he was telling

the truth all along. She's the murderer.

I'm getting in the car like a normal daughter from a normal family.

OK.

Yesterday you said that the Sandman and her were in cahoots.

Look, there's a one in three chance there's

a murderer sitting in our living room, right now.

You've gone mad.

I saw her last night.

She put your coat on.

Maybe she was cold...

And she was watching Jay.

What? While he was asleep.

She's weird about him.

I don't want her around my children.

Our children.

She has to leave. Fran. Today, OK?

OK.

My sources inform me that Dr Nash is in a coma,

with no sign of any immediate return to consciousness.

I warned you there were darker forces at play here.

And now she's got to him.

Well, I'm not gonna let you get away with this,

Alice. I'm coming for you.

This is so fucked up.

Everything's gonna be even worse now.

I'm here for you, Charlotte, you know that, right?

You're alone in this.

Your mum did a great job with you, you know.

Jay, you've got lessons after lunch, haven't you?

Yeah.

Shall I take a look at that burn?

Yeah, thanks.

Charlotte, I was just wondering what your plans are?

I'm not sure.

No, it's just that...

...we've got a family dinner tonight and...

...maybe...

...maybe you need to go home.

Oh, um...

Not... Not straight away...

Yeah, no, sure,

I'll get my stuff together. It's no problem.

Charlotte. It's no problem. You don't have to go now.

Hey, um, I can give you a lift to the station, if you like.

It's fine, I don't wanna put you out.

Are you gonna be OK?

Maybe you could try the police again? About your ex.

Yeah. Maybe I'll do that.

Hey. Be safe, yeah?

Yeah. Bye.

Where's Charlotte going?

Ah, she said that she had some stuff to do.

So you threw her out? No I...

You know it's not safe for her to go back there?

She told you about that? Yeah, about the psycho ex-boyfriend?

Who you've just actually sent her back to? No, I...

You know you're supposed to be her friend.

Jay?

PHONE BUZZES

Vanessa? Have you seen the news?

Yeah.

I actually think this could be good for your profile.

How?

You're by far the most visible of us.

That's not good, though, right?

It will be once the real Alice Bell is unmasked.

You'll be the face of the real Not Alice Bells.

The face?

We need to out the real Alice Bell. Fast.

OK, but, um...

Who?

It's obvious, right? It's Fran.

That's why she went for me. To cover for herself. Think about it.

Getting her husband to put a tracker in my car.

That's not an innocent person.

Do you really think so?

This humble little mouse thing,

"friends for life," I mean, that's all just an act.

So what should we do?

I'm still thinking about that. But if she contacts you,

watch yourself, OK? And watch her.

We need proof before we can act.

OK, but, um...

Um, sorry, sorry, Ness. I've got to go.

Do you have a reservation? Yeah, Da Silva for three, please.

Yeah, follow me. Thank you.

Thanks. Maybe we should get a takeaway.

No, absolutely not. This is your special night, Violet,

and we have every right to be here.

I should have talked Jay into coming.

He offered to babysit. And tonight's all about Violet, anyway.

Yeah.

You sure this is OK?

Course, it's not OK.

Here's to you, Violet.

We are so proud of you.

The London Conservatory of Music, the best of the best.

Mm-hm. Well, I'll probably tank it, anyway.

No, ah... Course not.

No, the song I want to do needs Stacy

and Kirsty doing backing vocals

and we've hardly had any time to practice so...

Then we'll... we'll make time. No more distractions.

No more Alice Bell.

It's just us. So you can focus completely.

You don't really think it's over, do you?

You were on the front page of actual newspapers today.

It's only the Express, that doesn't count...

And there's a guy over there who's

been trying to film us all evening.

Is there? What?

No, Dad, it's fine. Just stop. He's put it down.

How am I supposed to focus when I'm in a goldfish bowl?

Oh, Vi. I'm sorry about all of this.

And do you know what,

you were right. I should never have gone public.

I didn't want it to be like this.

It hasn't turned out the way I'd hoped.

But... we'll find a way back, won't we?

Yeah. Yeah, of course we will.

Hey. I love you.

And it's all gonna be all right, OK?

OK.

I'm sorry about my mum. Making you leave. It wasn't cool.

Fran. Well, she's not your mum, is she?

I mean, my mum had loads of boyfriends

after my dad killed himself.

But... I didn't call any of them Dad because they weren't my daddy.

Yeah, no, you're right. Um, you know, sometimes,

it's just easier than explaining, but...

...yeah, I shouldn't, cos she's not.

She's just pretending to be your mum, isn't she?

Have you ever thought what else she might be pretending about?

Like what?

Have you never thought it might be her?

What, that my mum... That... That Fran is...

...is Alice?

How old were you when she started fucking your dad?

Um, I don't know, ah, nine?

Yeah, a few years after my mum died.

So after Alice got out of prison.

Come on, Fran's Fran, though.

Well, we could just take a little look around.

While we're here all alone.

We won't find anything.

Just to make sure.

Are you gonna go for the tiramisu, Violet?

For dessert? Your favourite.

That's Jay's favourite. I'm vegan.

Oh, it really doesn't feel right being here without Jay.

Well, we'll take him back a doggy bag.

Where are you going? Look, if I go now,

I can come back with Jay and Maisie

by the time the main courses come.

We need to be a family again, OK?

Fine. Sorry, can you sort us out a highchair, please?

Jay?

Found her iPad. Come here and see this.

See her account, it only goes back ten years.

Yeah, she not really techy like that.

Yeah, but, I mean, her email address, too.

Oh, ah...

The doctor app thingie. Do you know her password?

We can't do that, it's private...

Oh, it's saved on here, already.

Yes. Medical records.

Blah, blah, birth, pregnancy, blah, boring, boring.

I was on that pill. Made me go mental.

Oh, she had some sort of eye surgery?

Did she? Yeah, laser or something. Um...

"Detained under Section 2 of the Mental Health Act."

What does that mean?

Ah, it's when they come and make you go to hospital.

Because you're dangerous.

It says morphine addiction.

What?

Alice was a drug addict, right?

You know who has access to morphine?

Nurses.

Like Alice Bell.

No. No, that... I'm sorry.

Um, that's not... It's gotta be fake or something, right?

What we... It can't be cos she's lying.

CAMERA CLICKS I mean, it's not...

It's not her. Is it?

Not Fran, right?

Poor baby. It must be a terrible shock.

Let me make it better?

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