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Interview three.
Emma Hutton, Andie Bell's best friend.

There were three of us always.
Me, Andie, and Nat.

We met in primary school
and became completely inseparable.

She was funny and kind.

Just being around her
made you feel special.

- What was Sal--
- Sal made her so happy.

He was different to other guys our age,
like an old-fashioned romantic.

I mean, they hadn't
even slept together yet.

He wanted to wait.

It's weird how you can
get someone so wrong.

And they never even argued.

I suppose Andie never did anything wrong.

Would she have told you
if they were arguing?

Of course. We told each other everything.

Except, I've seen Sal's phone
and there were messages on it

that showed that they were
definitely arguing.

What are you saying?

Maybe you got it wrong.

I think either you're saying I'm lying,
or I didn't know my best friend.

Which is it?

I don't even know
why I'm telling you all this.

All what? You've not told me anything.

I'm done here.

Oh, and, Pip?

Don't ever contact me again.

End of interview.

- Nice one, Pip.

Pip Fitz-Amobi here.

Remember?

Muffins, star costume, EPQ, et cetera.

There've been some developments
in the Andie Bell case

you might be interested in.

Perhaps there's a convenient time
I could visit you at home?

I remember after they found Sal's body,

you didn't sleep for a week,
and you did ask a million questions.

Never made sense to me.

You're not gonna tell me
I can't do it, are you?

I am worried about it, to be honest.

You're always worried.

Just promise me you won't speak
to the Bells or the Singhs, yeah?

Sure.

And don't let it
get in the way of anything else.

- Like what?
- Like this little beauty here.

So, it's a spreadsheet

- of all the colleges in Cambridge.
- Mm-hmm.

I've categorised them by age,
number of applicants per year,

and future prospects of graduates.

- Very good!
- Newnham looks nice.

Alumni include Jane Goodall,
Emma Thompson, Clare Balding.

What about Trinity, where your dad went?

Yeah, Trinity's definitely on the list.

Top of the list?

Sure.

He'd be really proud of you, sweetie.

I can't believe
you've gone rogue already.

You and I made a solemn pact
to be partners on this case,

and the first thing you do is go
and interview Emma Hutton without me.

She barely said anything to me.

According to Emma,
Sal and Andie never argued.

I wish Nat would reply
to my messages.

Who's Nat?
- Nat da Silva, Andie's other best friend.

Oh, Nat da Silva. "Nude-gate" Nat.

Nude-gate what?

I-- I didn't come up with that.
Someone leaked her nudes.

It was this whole mystery
'cause no one knew who did it.

What do you think
the messages to Andie are about?

I don't know, but with Sal and Andie,
there was always some kind of drama.

I think her dad hated Sal
and it caused issues at home.

Why did he hate Sal?

His little blonde angel
going out with a brown boy?

Ugh.

Do you mind talking about Sal?

I like it. I don't get to do it much.

Andie's the one who disappeared,
but her face is everywhere.

Sal is nowhere.

It's like he never existed.

Okay, one, two, three.

Let's go again. Best of three.

Look, Dad's tutoring.
I've got to make dinner.

I can help.

It's been really hard for Naomi.

Since Mom died... and then Sal.

I know, and I'm sorry.

But you still did it.

I just... I think sometimes
I get fixated on something

and I can't think of anything else.

Even things I care about the most.

If you want me
to stop doing the case, I'll stop.

You can do it.

- But please leave Naomi out of it.
- Okay.

- Promise?
- Promise.

Have you ever sent a nude?

No!

Why are you so interested in nudes
all of a sudden?

Ravi was telling me about
Nat da Silva's nudes getting shared.

He didn't look at them himself,
they were just all over the school, so...

Ravi Singh?

We're working together on the case.

He said it was a mystery who sent them.

Lucky it was a mystery.

Nat is not someone you wanna fuck with.

- Do you still see her ever?
- Nope.

I know Nat.

Nat and I are at the same tennis club.

I've got a doubles match
against her next week.

Hello, chefs!

What are you girls talking about?

- Tennis.
- Nudes.

There were three of us always.
Me, Andie, and Nat.

Nice one.

Oh.
- Yes!

Well done.

Ant said he'd get me a drink
and then he was gone, like, half an hour,

so I went to look for him,
and I found him and Stella

in Mr. and Mrs. Hastings'
walk-in wardrobe.

You know...

Love, 30-40.

Doing what?

- You know.
- No.

Fucking!

Shh... It's match point,
da Silva to serve.

Game, set and match,
Foxcroft, Ward.

I think da Silva might be doping.

Let's be sportsmanlike, please.

I'll be back in a minute.

There she is, there she is!

- Superstar.
- Champion.

You're a superstar!

How do you feel?
Good.

- Good game.
- It was a shit game.

Do I know you?

I've DM'ed you a few times.

I'm doing a school project
on the Andie Bell case.

- If I could ask you some questions...

Don't be shy.
Everyone's seen it all before.

I haven't.

What do you wanna know?

What was Andie like?

Andie was one of those people who...

when she turned her beam
of light onto you, it felt warm,

it felt...
felt like you were her entire world.

Why do you think
Sal and Andie argued so much?

I guess when that beam
moved elsewhere, it felt cold.

Maybe that got to Sal after a while.

Did you and Emma feel that too?

No. No, she was
the best friend ever.

If Andie had a flaw,
it's that she attracted the wrong guys.

She'd start sleeping with
someone new, and then she'd just...

But she wasn't sleeping with Sal.

You said sleeping with someone new.

Who do you mean?

You seem nice, Pippa.

You don't know what you're digging up.

Be careful.

Oi, Ward.

Next time, let's look to dominate
on the right-hand side, yeah?

Sure, Ruby.

Maybe next time you'll work
as a team to cover the angles.

Enjoy the rest of your holidays.

Go fuck yourself.
- Thanks.

We're going
on a survival expedition.

Oh, wow.

Well done, Con.

Can we go?

Yeah.

Here we go.

Wow, wonderful.

Did you find the head torch?
- One better.

- This bad boy has no battery.
- And no light.

It has a light! It has a light, there.
Right, there we go.

Okay, it's all right.
I've got my phone anyway. So...

Okay, okay. And release, just release,
okay? I'll only be going for one night.

Okay. Who's driving?

I told you, me.

It's okay. Pip is responsible.

What do you need to remember
about driving in cars with friends?

♪ Strap on, slow right down
Don't show off or clown around ♪

Hmm, God, not you too.

No, 'cause clowning around
is the number-one cause

of teenage automobile fatalities.

I'm not sure
that's a genuine statistic, dear.

Mmm... Have fun. And wish Cara
a happy birthday from me.

Love you!
Love you very much,

- forever and a day.
Bye, Josh!

Creep.
- Oh... You what?

You seem nice, Pippa.
You don't know what you're digging up.

Be careful.

You're right. That is weird.

Then she got into a car
with the guy from the party.

Are Emma and Nat still in touch?

I don't think so. Emma moved to the city.

Give me her number.

What are you gonna do?

You'll see.

- Hey.
- It's not me, it's Nat.

Fuck!

In the eyes of the world,
it doesn't make Sal look great, does it?

The jealous boyfriend is kind of
the oldest motive in the book.

Yeah, but Andie had two boyfriends,

which means this Secret Older Guy
is our first real suspect.

Which means we're already
one step ahead of the police.

Sal was their only suspect.

Nice work, Sarge.

Sarge?

Well, you're not
a Detective Inspector yet.

So, good luck with your night
in the wilderness.

I'm imagining a Revenant-style battle
against the elements.

Pip versus nature. Who's gonna win?

It would probably be nature.

Camping's not really my thing.

Yeah, me neither.

So what are you going to do?

Couple of parties, might go clubbing.

- Really?
- Nope.

More like a double shift at the pub,
bus home,

followed by an all-night
gaming session in my bedroom.

Cara?

Thank you.

- I should head off.
- No, you've got to meet Cara.

No, no, it's fine.
Yeah!

Uh...

Cara, this is Ravi. We're working
together on the case, like I said.

Ravi, this is Cara,
best friends since we were four.

Cara, Ravi. Ravi, Cara.

- Hey.
Hey.

- So, I should go, but enjoy your trip.
- Yeah, sure.

Okay.

What's he doing now?
Didn't he drop out of school?

Bill Gates dropped out of Harvard.
Look where he ended up.

- This tent is enormous.
- I'd say it's tent-sized.

Did your mom make you
sing the drive safety song?

Of course.

Is she still oblivious to the double
meaning of the words "strap on"?

- Yeah.
- Let's go, campers!

Hey!

You can take that!

What have you got in there?

This one is for the birthday girl.

- Nice!
- Yeah!

And this... is for the rest of us.

Yeah!

I assumed you'd reversed
your no alcohol policy

after Max Hastings
and the "tiny thimbles."

I tested my hypothesis and came to
the conclusion I was right the first time.

Who's gonna tell a ghost story?

Oh, Pip, come on.

Give us your top five
Andie Bell killer suspects.

You're on the list.

Where were you on the 19th of April 2019?

At a sleepover with you.

Oh, yeah.

Will you stop?

The thing is, if you're right
and Sal didn't kill Andie,

then whoever did is still out there.

And if they find out
you're looking for them,

isn't there a chance
they could come after you?

- Don't say that!
I'm sorry.

Nobody's gonna bother with
some schoolgirl doing a project.

Have you guys heard
about the Duct Tape Killer?

He's a serial killer.

Apparently, he wraps duct tape
round his victims' faces

before he strangles them to death.

- Gross.
Okay.

Wait.

What are we doing?

We're playing Charlie, Charlie.

- This is gonna end badly.
Who are we gonna summon?

Oh, Andie Bell.

Andie... are you there?

Oh, well, that can't be real!

- I think it's fake.
- Oh, come on!

There was a breeze.

Surely, if she says she's not there,
then she kind of has to be.

Good point.

Andie... Andie...

Will you speak to us?

No way.

Andie, are you buried here?

What?

They never found her body.

She could be anywhere.

Oh, my God.

I need to pee.

It's like we're pond life.

You, me, and the rest of us
are the bottom feeders,

flatworms and the tadpoles,
just sort of stuck in the sediment.

Ant, Ruby, and the rest of them
exist on the surface,

the boatman and the damselflies.

All we can do is just
gaze up towards the light.

Speak for yourself.

And still they don't see us.
Exactly.

Why do you even care what they think?

Duh. Because she wants
to hook up with Ruby.

Why do you want
to hook up with Ruby Foxcroft?

- 'Cause she's got perfect thighs.
- Yeah, but why Ruby Foxcroft?

Well, you've been off having
secret assignations with Ravi Singh.

What? Ravi Singh!

That's why you're so interested
in Sal's case.

- That's not why I'm doing it.
- Mm.

I think we're gonna need
to unpack this tomorrow.

Or we're not.

Okay. Sorry.

Oh.

I peed on my leg.

Shh... There's someone there.

Pip!

It's okay!

It's me.

It was a fucking serial killer.

Statistically, you're more likely
to die in a bath

than get murdered by a serial killer.

Who was it, then?

A hiker who got lost.

Or it was the ghost of Andie Bell.

Or it was just a hiker who got lost.

It's okay, guys.

Me and Zach will stay up and keep watch.

No offence, Con, but we all
saw when Dylan knocked

your physics books on the floor.

It's called the Fetus.

It's a defensive pose
used in a lot of combat situations.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go home.

No, it's fine. I got it. I got it.
Thank you.

- Careful.
- My bag's open. Come here.

Connor, my bag's open.

Can't believe summer's nearly over.

Then it's our last year
at school, and then--

I don't want to talk about it.

You're not still upset
about the Ruby thing, are you?

How come you only told Lauren
that you liked her?

- I didn't tell her. She guessed.
- Well, why didn't I guess?

'Cause you're not really
interested in all that stuff.

Come on, it's just a stupid crush.

She's a damselfly, remember?
And I'm a tadpole.

You're a flatworm like me.

What are you worried about?

I just don't want anything to change.

Come on! I've known you
since you were four.

Nothing's ever gonna change between us.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Get off.

Hello?

You seem nice, Pippa.
You don't know what you're digging up.

Digging up.

Digging up.

Do you think I'm crazy?

Hundred percent.

But that's not necessarily a bad thing.

So, what have you got?
What am I looking at?

It's Dan da Silva, Nat da Silva's brother.

He's a police officer
who worked on the case.

Oh, shit. I remember him.
He's a right prick.

Yeah. He's the guy
that warned me off at the party.

Could he be Secret Older Guy?

Yeah.

I don't know.
But then you have Nat being all,

"You seem nice, Pippa, be careful."

Could he be covering for Nat?

Maybe.

Hey!

I'm just putting them
in chronological order.

A little surprised you haven't
done it already, to be honest.

Look. Andie, Emma, Nat.

Andie, Emma, Nat.

Andie, Emma, Nat. All the way to here,

April, two weeks before
Andie went missing.

From here on, it's just
Andie and Emma. No Nat.

They definitely fell out about something.

When were the nudes leaked?

It was April. I remember 'cause
we'd lost 5-0 in the under 14s.

Everyone was passing them
round on the coach back.

You said it was a mystery who sent them.

What if it was Andie?

Would she do that to her best friend?

I don't know. But if she did,
it gives Nat a pretty good motive.

I'm gonna need your phone again.

Next time, we need to get
the stakeout food right.

What's wrong with crisps?

Too noisy. We need something quiet.

Like a donut.

Too sticky.

- Think of the fingerprints.
- Mm.

True.

What about marshmallows?

That's gotta be the quietest food
in the world.

- Perfect.

Hi, Nat.

Hi. I'm just meeting a friend,
so I can't really talk.

You mean Emma?

Emma's us.

What the fuck?

We know it was Andie
who shared your nudes.

I'm sorry?

You think that Andie
released my nudes

and I killed her in vengeance?

Wow.

That's so dark.

Andie was my best friend.

You and Andie fell out, didn't you?

Just before she disappeared.

I had a row with Sal
the night before he died.

Still feels bad.

She changed.

How?

I don't know.

Before she died,
she'd just gone into self-destruct mode.

She started hanging out with this guy
who was just a nasty piece of work.

I told her to stay away from him, but...

she didn't listen.

Who?

Max Hastings.

He's twisted.

Could Max be Secret Older Guy?

All Nat said was that
they were hanging out.

Yeah, but Max said
he literally never spoke to her.

- He lied.
- Well, maybe he just forgot.

Max could be a dick, but he was
around our house all the time.

He taught me how to do a rainbow flick.

Do you still see him?

Not really. Not since the funeral.

Okay. I'm this way.

Do you want me to walk you home?

I'm fine, but thanks.

Hello.

Hi.

I'm a friend of Max's.

Lucky old Max.

Is he in?

Toby?

We need more wine from the cellar.

Max is upstairs.
Just follow the smell of Paco Rabanne.

Thanks.

Shit.

What the fuck are you doing?

Did Sal know you were
sleeping with his girlfriend?

You're funny...

like some hysterical, avenging virgin.

I take that as a compliment.

I didn't sleep with Andie.

I found it in a classroom in school.

I keep it by my bed for... inspiration.

Just 'cause I can appreciate
the female form

doesn't mean I'd screw
my best friend's girlfriend.

How do you explain these, then?

Oh. So, he finally caught on.

Andie sold drugs.

How do you know?

I was one of her customers.

She sold them at Calamity parties mainly.

Sal hated drugs.

She was a dealer?

She worked for a dealer.

Who?

- I don't know his name.
- How do I find him?

At a Calamity, I guess.

A Calamity is hot and sweaty and noisy

and just a little bit fucked up
in all the best ways.

You're such a good girl, Pip.

Are you really ready for that?

Hi! I love you.