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Tell me what happened again, Darrell.

- Miss Johnson was right there. - And she didn't come past you?

Even if Miss Johnson walked straight out there

I turned around and looked outside, and there she was with Matron.

She couldn't have got there in time.

It doesn't really make any sense. Are you sure you saw her?

I was...

Maybe I was seeing things.

Maybe you were...

I mean, two Miss Johnsons. It doesn't make any sense.

I wish we had more proof.

I want to believe you, Darrell, it's just so...

- Far-fetched. I know. - Far...

Look who it is! Bill!

Bill!

No... no! Give her some space.

She could do with more bed rest but there's packing to be done so...

I'm fine! It's Ron and Thunder I'm worried about.

I told you, there's a groom taking very good care of your horse.

Now, girls. Focus.

You've clearing up to do ahead of final assembly and home time.

- Come along. - Matron, what's going on with Ron?

It's the last thing Miss Grayling needs to be dealing with

one day out of hospital, but she has gone down

to the police station to find out more about these thefts

so, we should know more later.

- When? - She said she would be back

to attend assembly, so...

No, that's so frustrating.

We're not going to have time to tell her

- what's been going on at all! - Ah, Miss Johnson would like to see

Irene and Gwendoline now, please.

- Us? - Why?

Well, you'll find out when you're down there, won't you?

So...

Sorry.

Irene.

I'd like you to accompany Mavis' solo

at this morning's end-of-year assembly.

It will be Miss Grayling's first glimpse

of how we've all maintained her high standards in her absence

it's so important and of course, a great honour.

- Can you do it? - Of course.

- Thank you, Miss Johnson. - Very good.

Now, Gwendoline, as my much valued head of form

I'd also like a contribution from you.

Hosting the assembly. How does that sound?

It sounds like a privilege, Miss Johnson.

What should I say?

I've taken the liberty of preparing something.

- Given the short notice. - Thank you.

So, it's just three simple cue cards.

The first is to introduce Mavis and Irene

in the school song, and if you're able to drop in

the mention of their wonderful achievement at the conservatoire.

That would be lovely.

As the song finishes, you'll step up to introduce... me.

And after I've gone through...

...And finally, after I finish speaking

you will introduce Mam'zelle Rougier

to present the Third Form French Prize.

So I'll leave these with you and make sure...

Darrell, Darrell!

You know what you said about there being two Miss Johnsons?

I think you might be right

- after all. - What?

You know, Irene's seeing things now too.

No, the picture on Miss Johnson's desk

I knocked it over, and the photo inside folded out.

I saw the whole thing. It isn't just of her.

It's of her sitting next to someone at a table.

Someone identical!

Twins! I knew Ron was telling the truth

That's how I saw her yesterday both inside and outside the stables.

Wait, if Miss Johnson's the one using the stables for the thefts...

is that why she's kept me away from Thunder all term?

All the punishment, the extra tuition...

No, to be fair, Wilhemina, you were impossible.

Anyone would have given you punishments.

This explains how she moved the sculpture

without leaving our sight too.

We told her about it, and she made the phone call.

And then her accomplice got rid of it before we got there.

Oh, not just her accomplice, her identical twin.

- Did you see this photo too, Gwen? - No, I most certainly did not.

Are you certain of what you saw, Irene?

You are a bit of a scatterbrain.

- It is a little unlikely. - Well...

I can't prove I saw what I saw, but we can prove Irene did.

Right, come with me.

The door...

My gosh, there it is!

Shall... shall I take it? Okay.

Girls, what are you doing here?

Oh, sorry Miss Johnson, I forgot to ask

what piece you wanted me to play in assembly?

And that required an entourage, did it?

I was looking for Miss Grayling.

Unluckily for you, she's not on the premises this morning.

Irene, you will be playing the school song.

I trust there won't be any more urgent queries.

Why are you moving all your things?

I might as well tell you now.

I've had the offer of a position elsewhere.

I'll be leaving directly after assembly.

I will miss you girls, of course

but it's time to move on.

That's so frustrating. She's going to leave

and get away with it.

- Did you see the photograph? - Yes, in the picture frame.

We couldn't take it.

None of the others will believe us without it.

They might. If we brought them other proof.

What other proof? How?

I've been standing here staring at these.

When I painted them, I noticed there was other paint

underneath the primer.

I don't understand.

I thought they were old canvases being reused but...

we know from the article

that there's a valuable pair of paintings missing.

What if Miss Johnson is the thief

and she was using us to hide her stolen goods?

- Let's put it on my bed. - All right.

What in heaven's name is going on here?

But Mary-Lou, this is your painting.

- Wasn't this canvas on display? - Ellen be a brick

and fetch me the newspaper article, please?

We think we have proof

that Miss Johnson's been handling stolen goods.

How can Mary-Lou's painting clear Ron's name?

Thanks.

Look, these canvases aren't new.

"Waste not, want not", Miss Johnson said.

See? Even the sizes and proportions are right.

And when I was painting them

I could see the shadows of shapes and colours covered up by the white.

Mark my words, these are the missing paintings

just hidden in plain sight.

Miss Johnson simply wouldn't.

She's a teacher. She's not a thief.

She cares deeply about appropriate behaviour.

Just think of the golden rules.

Don't you see?

The golden rules were all about controlling us.

She doesn't want us underfoot while she's moving her stolen goods.

But we need proof.

We have to work out how to take off the top layer of paint.

- Where's Bill's pen knife? - No, you can't scrape it off!

You'll damage the oils underneath.

I think I can help.

- Baking powder. - Baking powder.

Potassium hydroxide. We've got to be careful.

Acetic acid?

Acetic acid?

Acetic acid.

Vinegar.

I thought Miss Johnson took away your chemistry set?

It's amazing how many chemicals you can find in everyday things.

Make sure you only do a tiny section right on the very edge.

Gwen...

may we borrow a cotton wool from your beauty set?

If it's going to put an end to all this nonsense

then I suppose you can.

Look! It's the woman's foot.

Oh, my goodness.

It is the stolen masterpiece.

I can't believe you found proof.

No, there must be an explanation.

Just because Miss Johnson had the canvases

doesn't mean she knew they were stolen.

If there's an explanation, she can give it to Miss Grayling.

That's Miss Grayling's car back.

- Well, hurry. - Quick! Let's get this downstairs.

- Come on, Gwen. - Come on, Mary-Lou!

Sally.

It's been an age since I've seen Thunder

- cover for me? - Of course.

And I'll keep a lookout while you go.

You're bricks, both of you.

Darrell, I just wanted to say I'm so sorry for not believing you

or Ron.

You saw Miss Johnson with your own two eyes.

No wonder you didn't believe him.

I probably wouldn't either if it was the other way around.

Where's the painting? I thought you put it back?

It's right here

so we can show Miss Grayling as soon as she comes in.

Shouldn't we wait until she agrees to listen?

No, if we wait too long, Miss Johnson will have already left the school.

Yes, you're right.

We don't want Miss Johnson to get wind

and talk her way out of it.

Where are we going to hide this now?

What about...

behind here.

And we can cover it with this.

Come on, Mary-Lou.

- Quick, hurry. - Miss Grayling!

- Miss Grayling! - Oh, we're so glad you're back.

We need to talk to you.

I know you're worried about your friend

but trust me, there will be plenty of time to catch up after assembly.

Excuse us, girls.

Thank you.

There you go.

Four tall towers The train blasts steam

Oh, that cliff corner view Of the school of our dreams

Four tall towers Teach us how to strive

What do we do now?

Catch Miss Grayling straight after assembly.

There's still time.

The games of our girlhood...

It will be all right, Darrell!

The lessons we learn today Will forge our lives ahead

And with faded eyesight We'll look back across the years

We'll salute those tall towers Those golden days as girls

Your clifftop days And your golden hours

Will guide us through Our future years

- Hand in hand we'll lead a legacy - Please, allow me

Of promise and vitality We came here as girls

To be women of the world

And we'll do so with prosperity

We're going to have to get you cleaned up, aren't we?

Wait, Thunder! The sculpture.

The thief didn't find it.

Ron managed to hide it after all.

Thank you. Thanks, everyone.

- But especially thanks to Irene... - Oh, thank heavens

poor Mavis' voice recovered in time.

Of course, she shouldn't have sneaked off to audition, but still...

Why would she have had to sneak out?

What reason was there to refuse permission?

Well...

Thank you, Mavis and Irene.

Hello everyone, and welcome to the Third Form final assembly.

I'm delighted to be introducing as head of form

and I'm now pleased to call upon our Acting Headmistress

who has led us so brilliantly in the challenging circumstances

across this term.

Everyone, please do welcome Miss Johnson!

Everyone, please welcome Miss Johnson!

- She was just there? - What's going on?

I think she knows.

Oh cripes, we need to do something.

- What should we do? - She's gone missing.

We have to tell Miss Grayling now.

- She knows. - What should we do?

- Where's she gone? - Is Miss Johnson unwell, Matron?

Or is there something else I should know about?

I can't... This is very unlike her...

Miss Grayling! Please may I speak?

Do you know where Miss Johnson has gone, Darrell?

Not where, but perhaps why...

Oh, Miss Grayling, we need to show you the evidence

and then you'll understand.

She's run because she's realised we're on to her.

Miss Johnson?

We have proof that the art thief isn't Ron. It's Miss Johnson!

Look at this.

Miss Johnson asked me to paint this for her

and I realised there was paint underneath the primer

so I used some of Ellen's chemicals to take my paint off

and this is what was underneath!

- Well, I never... - Miss Johnson!

- Miss Johnson! - I can't talk right now.

- Miss Johnson? - Go away, Gwendoline.

You really did do it, didn't you?

I trusted you!

I defended you!

- I don't have time for this. - I betrayed my friends for you

and now it turns out that it was all so you could steal.

- You didn't even like me. - I did well by you.

Don't you complain.

I made you head of form. You had power and privilege.

But it wasn't because you thought anything of me, was it?

You're wrong, Gwendoline.

I do respect you.

You remind me of myself.

You have a bright future ahead of you.

Now, things are not what they seem, trust me.

But I can't resolve this without help.

So, please go back inside, and do not tell anyone you saw me.

No. No, I won't. I don't trust you.

The police will be coming.

You might as well give yourself up.

You won't get very far on foot.

Who says I'll be on foot?

Meet me round the back at the stables, Julia.

Both me and Ron seeing her in the same two places at once

we realised that it had to be that she was a twin

and together they were behind the thefts.

Thank you, girls.

Mam'zelle, please call the police at once.

(French) Certainly.

I will handle things from here. Go to your dorm, girls.

What about Miss Johnson?

She was here a moment ago. She won't have made it far.

What is it, boy?

Why's Miss Johnson here?

She should be in assembly. Or is that her twin?

She's come back for the sculpture.

What can we do, Thunder? We have to do something.

Hey, stop!

You there!

Let me out!

Hello? Can anyone hear me? Hello?

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Did you hear something?

I'm being held hostage! Help!

- Hello? - Help me, someone!

- Is anyone there? - Hello?

Hello? I've caught the twin! I need help!

Can anyone hear me?

That was Bill! She needs us! Come on!

Julia?

Jennifer, in here! She's shut me in.

Unlock the door!

I won't let you do that.

The police are on their way. We need to get out of here.

- Do you have the keys to the van? - In the ignition.

Come and let me out.

Jennifer?

Jennifer!

Let me out!

Where are the keys? Where have you put the keys?

I haven't touched them.

- Here they are! - Gwen?

Gwendoline, dear girl.

Thank you for looking after those for me.

I've done enough looking after things for you this term.

Now, I'm going to look after myself and my friends

and the school.

Give them

to me!

Gwen! Here! Pass!

No! No!

No!

Oh, Gwen...

You did it!

We. We did it!

There she is!

I'm afraid we need you to come with us, madam.

You're under arrest.

Miss Grayling, what's happened?

What did the police say?

Both Miss Johnson and her sister are being taken into custody.

The police believe they may have been moving

from school to school for some time

stealing valuable antiquities everywhere they went.

And we stopped them?

You did.

And I shall be forever grateful.

But why did she and her sister do it?

- Why do any people do wrong? - I'm innocent.

I'm a vocational teacher, passionate about education

and the welfare of my pupils.

Madam, please.

It's because they had convinced themselves that what they wanted

was more important than the rules they were breaking...

which brings me to some other broken rules.

Can you think of what they might be?

Taking the keys to the van.

- Locking someone in a horse stall? - Are we to be punished?

The question is

is what you were hoping to achieve

truly more important than those rules?

I... I think so.

Miss Johnson was abusing your trust and ours.

She was using the school for criminal activity.

And she let Ron take the fall for it.

She was wrong

and it was truly important to stop her.

I'm glad you understand that, girls. This is an important lesson in life.

When do we follow rules, and when do we break them?

Now, there is another matter.

Miss Johnson tried to take more than art.

I was going to go and find you all, but no need.

Miss Johnson did her best to take your spirit

and with it, the spirit of Malory Towers.

I'm glad to see she didn't succeed.

I've been meaning to ask.

Does this belong to anyone?

My crystal!

Thank you, Miss Grayling!

Thank you all for finding the stolen art

for saving Ron Gilson

and for making me proud to call you Malory Towers girls.

Come along, the lot of you to the coach!

Come on.

- Irene. - Hi.

Goodbye! I can't wait to see you at summer school.

- Make sure you practise. - No fear! See you then.

I'll miss you all so much!

Daddy, you'll never guess what!

Yes, I heard all about it.

Your father and I spent this morning with the police

trying to untangle everything.

But I understand you girls got there first?

Well, Miss Johnson did have a lot of people fooled.

But, luckily, I was there to save the day.

Well, not just me.

I am very proud of you, Gwen.

Yes, well, carry on.

- Bill. - Bill.

- Bye, Bill. - Bye, Bill.

- We're going to miss you so much. - We're going to miss you.

Bye, Thunder!

I'll be careful with this great lump of horseflesh.

You'll do someone an injury.

- Bye! - Bye!

Watch your head.

Look! Look, it's Ron!

Darrell, I thought I was going to be locked away for good.

Us too, for a moment.

Thank heavens you're back!

- Oh, Ron! - You okay?

- It's nice to have you back. - Darrell, Mary-Lou

do you want a lift or not?

Quick, Daddy's waiting. Come on.

- Goodbye, Ron. - Darrell.

- I can't wait for you to visit. - Me neither.

Bye, Miss Grayling.

Goodbye, Darrell.

Gwen.

- Bye, Mary-Lou. - Jean, Irene, Ellen!

What's he getting out of this?

Bon voyage, my friends!

- Bye! - Bye, Darrell!

We'll miss you!

Goodbye, Malory Towers.

I'm so glad I'll be seeing you again next term!

Bye!