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- Good evening, I am John Abbott.

A wise man once apined

that the pen was mightier than the sword.

But tonight we will see why the gun trumps both

as the ultimate dispenser of both horror and heart rate.

As we delve into the deepest, darkest depths

of the "Widowmaker Sniper",

both terrible and tragic, it was at this very location

that the serial killer James Castor branded The Widowmaker

by a petrified public, finally had his reign

of evil ended when he was cornered

and shot to death by police.

It was merely hours earlier when the Widowmaker

had incorporated a new element

to his bloody ritual of killings.

Having already taken four lives over three days

of bloodshed, the Widowmaker constructed a custom

video recording apparatus

that connected to the scope of his rifle.

His morbid intention

was to record the gruesome killings of his victims

so he could go home and watch them die

over and over again.

Thankfully, police marksman

put paid to his demented fantasy,

but not before he claimed one last victim

and it was here that that victim,

one Mrs. Jennifer Lowers,

was killed on camera.

Merely an hour earlier, Mr. And Mrs. Lowers

had attended their very first ultrasound

after getting pregnant.

The couple enjoyed a carefree walk

through the park afterwards,

casually chatting about names for the baby

and how to break the very happy news to their in-laws.

But fate stepped in

to write a very different

and very, very tragic headline.

The following is a reenactment,

but viewer discretion is advised.

Slowly, methodically, painstakingly,

the Widowmaker prepares

to begin hunting, his pulse racing.

The sniper seeks an island of calm

before he begins scanning for a target.

Finally with rifle loaded

and camera rolling, he's ready.

Once in position, he takes a breath to compose himself.

His victim selected,

the Widowmaker prepares to strike.

Bullseye.

Basking in the cold-blooded thrill of the kill,

the sniper was unaware

that his nefarious activities had been spotted

by a vigilant member of the public who called the police.

The authorities mobilized swift

and converged on the maniac, giving him no opportunity

to escape the scene.

Surrounded with no chance of escape,

the Widowmaker decides to go down shooting.

- On the floor!

- And his reign of terror

is abruptly ended.

Many people want their five minutes of fame,

but for some, it comes at the ultimate price,

their life.

Welcome to tonight's episode

of "Lights, Camera, Kill".

- Wow,

how's that for starting the evening off with a bang?

I think we can all agree,

the Season One finale of "Lights, Camera, Kill"

looks as though it's gonna be the best yet.

And I am pretty confident, most, if not all of you,

have managed to work out who our special guest is tonight.

Yeah, you got it.

Accompanied by a cast member

of the very program you've just watched,

it is my pleasure to introduce to you

the visionary behind "Lights, Camera, Kill"

the one, the only, John Abbott.

- Thank you Michelle.

It's great to be here tonight

in front of you wonderful people.

Thank you all for being here.

Great to see you.

Yes, it's an absolute pleasure.

You see tonight,

and the season finale of "Lights, Camera, Kill"

represents the end of a long, hard journey for me.

You see, ladies and gentlemen, when I set out to make LCK,

everyone told me that it was a waste of my time and talent.

No mainstream channel would touch it.

Investors were thin on the ground

and indeed I found out very quickly

that these days, money men would prefer

to dump their hard earned into virtue signaling excretia

as opposed to entertaining television.

So I thought to hell with it, I gave up on television

and I begged, borrowed and stole

enough cash to make "Lights, Camera, Kill".

And here we are.

The show that they said would never be made,

the show that they said would never be a success,

well, it just goes to show

that they know absolutely nothing.

With that said, we thought that tonight

would be the perfect place

to screen a sneak peek of the season finale

of "Lights, Camera, Kill"

before it streams live next Tuesday night.

And we hoped that you would all help to spread the word

using one of three hashtags

that we have created for this episode.

So if you could all use #Justice for Jennifer,

#The Widow maker, or our original #Lights Camera Kill,

you'll be letting others know that we are here tonight

and that next Tuesday is certainly something

that everybody should be excited for.

- Okay, that's enough shameless self-promotion.

- Allow me to introduce my guest tonight.

Our lovely victim, shot dead by the evil

and despicable sniper, Olivia.

So our season finale

of "Lights Camera Kill".

If you liked what you saw, did you?

Well, you'll be glad to know that you won't need

to wait long for more Lights Camera Kill

as on Monday we start filming Series Two.

That's seven more episodes of hard hitting

and uncompromising real crime investigation.

- That's fantastic, John.

But I believe there's another piece of exciting news

for our fans here tonight.

- Indeed, there is, in order to bridge the gap

until series two is finished,

we are also working on a special episode

to stream live on November 5th.

I'm sure you can all guess

what event will be the main focus of that one.

- I can tell you I'm pumped about that special John,

and this brings us to the Q&A section of the evening.

If it's all right, I'd like to start things off

by asking a question myself.

You know I'm a big fan of the show.

I'd just like to ask you, John, what inspired you

to make this particular episode?

And I'd like to ask Olivia, was it difficult

to step into the shoes of someone

whose life ended so violently and abruptly?

- For me, the tale of the Widowmaker is almost,

it's almost like a Greek tragedy.

The terrible toll of victims,

and particularly the suffering

of Jennifer Lowers, her husband

and her unborn child.

It's why I knew that it was the story I had to tell.

- I didn't take on the role lightly.

It's obviously not the same as playing a fictional character

where you work your own nuances

and shapes into their personality.

This was a real person who was popular

amongst everyone that knew her,

and she came to such a terrible, tragic end.

So as an actor, I wouldn't be doing my job properly

if I didn't try my best to represent her accurately

on screen, as well as respecting

the feelings of the people she left behind.

She obviously loved her husband very much.

They had so much to look forward to.

- Please go ahead.

- Hi guys, given the huge, huge success of your show,

are you planning on using any of your profits

to donate to local charities

or helping organizations that support victims of crime?

- With respect sir, there are very many

people out there who make a lot more than I do

and work nowhere near as hard

through their involvement in production

of real crime TV, film and literature.

I'd suggest that you go and ask them first.

- With respect John, I'm not asking them right now.

I'm asking you.

- Well, folks, it's like I always say,

some people will do anything for money

and their five minutes of fame.

- John, just move things on.

- Next question.

- What's wrong?

Was it the question about the money?

- Of course not, sweetheart.

I don't give a fuck about them.

I saw someone in the audience I recognized,

can't quite place him though.

He looked familiar but different at the same time.

- You still okay to take me home?

- Yes, yes, I'll drop you off.

What is it?

Sophia is leaving.

She took a phone call and walked out.

- No, no, no, no, look, listen.

You tell her to get back into that room

and finish the edit.

That special needs to be finished by the weekend.

She's headed to her car.

- Look, you get your arse out into the car park

and you fucking stop her before she fucking leaves.

The car's gone.

- Look, you're a useless arse.

Who's gonna finish the edit now?

I'll get Jackson on it straight away.

- Well in that case, I'm coming back right now.

We'll be fine.

Go home, spend some time with your wife.

- Sure, sure.

I'll just leave responsibility of delivery

to the assistant editor.

Yeah, great idea.

Great, see you tomorrow.

- That was sarcasm, I'm coming in.

Can you believe the turnout?

I was assured it would be a full house.

Yeah, sold out.

They were her exact words.

But how many do you think were there?

No, no, I'll tell you, not fucking enough.

That's how many, and what kind of buzz

are a handful of idiots gonna make online.

You're gonna have to walk the rest of the way.

- Not far from here, two minutes.

- Good, you'll be home in no time, now!

- Hi.

- Jennifer.

Olivia?

Jennifer.

- Please.

Jennifer is dead, I'm just an actor there.

My name is Olivia.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm not Jennifer.

My name's Olivia.

Jennifer.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you.

I'm here now.

Olivia.

Olivia, Olivia.

Hello, Olivia.

Hi sweetheart, listen, apologies for earlier.

I know walking home wasn't part of the deal,

but it really is an emergency here,

I'll come over later and we can talk some more

about future roles once I'm finished.

Kill, kill.

- Sophia's calling.

I need to take it.

I hope that this call is to inform me

of your imminent return.

Well, I'm not even sure that your job

will be waiting here for you tomorrow.

What the fuck do you mean dear

that you can't make it in tomorrow?

Family emergency.

Well, so what?

It's not my family, why should I care?

No, wrong, that is completely and utterly wrong.

All I care about is getting the next episode

of my award-winning TV show finished.

At which point you'll have plenty of time

to nurse your elderly parents to death

because you will be out of a job.

Hey, hold that door.

I haven't seen you before, you new?

- Yes sir, my name's Noah.

I started today.

- Okay Noah, American are we?

- Got that right.

Texas born and bred.

- Interesting.

- Mr. Abbott, can I ask, the artwork for the new episode?

- Ah yes, bring something along to the edit bay

in about 20, I'll have a look.

- Okay, it's just that.

- Do you know the difference

between the US and a pot of yogurt?

If you left a pot of yogurt alone

for 300 years, it would develop a fucking culture.

- So that's box man?

- Don't take it personally.

- Evening John.

Any news on the furniture?

- What?

- Oh, well we've been here for a month now, John.

And I'm still using the equipment from the last company

who owned the place.

- And?

- And it would be nice

to have a comfortable chair,

surveillance equipment from this century.

I don't know, decorate.

- Yes, yes, darling, fine.

I'll put an order in for a vibrating chair

so you can have a nap at work.

Would that make you happy?

- Yeah, you try sitting on a stool all night.

- This new security guard, does he seem okay?

- What?

- The new rent a cop.

These guys aren't as cheap as they should be,

you know, but seem okay.

Competent, does he appear to have a brain?

- Yeah, yeah, he seems fine.

Well, I'm covering while he gets to grips

with the night shift, but he should be starting

the reception from Monday.

Oh, John, John,

your idea, not mine.

- Quicker to train an ape than a fucking Yankee twat.

- Hi, yeah, no, I'm still here.

- Celebrate, for most this time of year was a chance

to revel in the spectacle.

Waste of fucking money.

But not all want to remember, remember

the 5th of November, right?

Come back.

What's the lake said it look like?

- So the dreaded first day or night in your case,

how's it going?

- Can't complain.

You know, night shift's not for everyone.

I quite like it, once you acclimatize,

you know, money's decent.

Most places are quiet after hours.

- It usually is here.

Just watch out for motor mouth when he's on a deadline.

He's a cantankerous cunt, as you might have noticed.

- Well thanks for the warning and yeah, I noticed.

- Got any plans for the weekend?

- Yeah, bottle of wine, some dinner with you.

- No chance, I'll be working here for the rest of my life.

- Ladies first.

- Thank you kind sir.

- Did you design all these here posters?

- Yeah, gratuitous to say the least.

- Nah, I kind of like them.

- Thanks, so does Abbott.

It is the first thing he did when we moved in,

hung all the posters along here for everyone to see.

Rita refers to it as his ego walkway.

- Well, we've got one thing in common then.

- What's that?

- Our shitty taste in art.

- How's Rita settling you in?

- Oh, she's great.

She spends all her time on her phone

gossiping with her friends.

- Yeah, take notes, when she's not here,

you'll be the one answering the phones

and dishing all the dirt.

- Yeah.

Yeah, it's quite sad actually.

Oh, hang on a sec, hello?

Hello.

Noah, are you there?

We've got a randomer at the front door,

probably a drunk.

Can you come and bid him goodnight please?

No problem, I'm on my way.

- Security will be with you shortly, thanks.

- Hey, what's up?

- Idiot at the front door.

- All right, I'll go take a look.

- You there, yeah, I can't believe it to be honest.

He was.

- Hello, anyone there?

Hey, anyone here?

I'll be a son of a bitch.

Fuck it.

- He has really painted himself into a corner.

But it's one thing to fall out with your nearest

and dearest but like this.

Yeah, exactly.

He's taken a giant shit on his doorstep

and it expects everyone else to wipe his arse.

What did you think of the show?

I'm not gonna lie, I watched it all in one sitting.

Yeah, honestly, once it started I couldn't turn it off.

Yeah, yeah, it's definitely worth a look.

- There's no way we can leave that line in.

- Yes, yes sweetheart,

it is a line that sticks in people's minds.

They won't forget it.

- Yeah, but it's just so cheesy.

- It doesn't matter.

These sorts of lines, they end up being quoted.

They help people spread the word.

Look, it is easy to remember

and when it is easy to remember,

people tell their friends about it

and the more people know about it,

the more people that will fucking watch.

I can't believe I have to explain this to you.

It's embarrassing.

- Come on Nathan, what's your opinion?

- I don't care, keep it in.

- Ah, you see the writer is on board.

He says keep it in.

Oh yeah.

While I think on it, Nathan,

that little film festival you sent me to earlier.

- Great, so how'd it go?

- It was a total and utter waste of time.

You assured me that Michelle had a large following,

sold out was a particularly contentious phrase

that I heard banded around.

- Well it's a local festival.

It is difficult to get people interested in smaller events.

- Yes, well it would've been useful to know that

before I wasted my valuable time

talking to what may have been 15 people.

Oh, that bloody radio of yours, for Christ sake Nathan,

how many times have I told you.

- Excuse me, chaps.

- Go on then, fuck off.

- I don't mind doing the over time, but if I have a life.

Yeah, all right, bye.

- Where do you think you're going?

- I just thought it'd be an opportune moment

to answer the call of nature.

- Yeah, you go get yourself a little deep fried Mars bar.

But that line stays in.

- Right.

Racist cunt.

- The fifth of November, remember.

Hello?

For fuck sake.

- Yeah, it's me.

I need to hire an editor, as soon as possible.

- Jesus.

- Why are you pissing in the dark?

- Well the lights were on when I came in.

You scared the shit outta me there.

- Sorry.

- Know I think Abbott's right.

You need to keep that thing

switched off when you're at work.

- He just loves to complain.

This little Butte has landed us some great scoops

in the past and she will do again.

He knows it too.

- Yeah, if you say so,

I got paid yesterday.

- What?

- I got paid yesterday

and Abbott said he was gonna give me a little extra,

you know, for appearing in that last episode

we shot for Series One.

- How much did you get paid?

- Nothing, that's the point.

You said he'd give 500 for appearing

and then a little on top of that to cover travel expenses.

But he hasn't even paid my petrol.

- Have you spoken to him about it?

- How much did you get for appearing?

- I'm nipping out.

Do you want anything from the shop?

- No, thanks.

Nathan.

You wouldn't perhaps turn off the lights, nay bother.

Bollocks.

- Well, my issue is that the editor

you have provided me with has neither the wit

nor the wisdom to work on a job such as this.

Oh yes and he also needs to learn

when to keep his fucking mouth shut.

Excuse me, oh, who am I, who are you?

I am John Abbot and I'm making something.

- Abbott, check this out, fucking nailed it mate.

- Hello, Mr. Roberts.

I've finished working on the latest poster

you asked for and.

999, what's your emergency?

- Help me, he's got a knife.

He's killed someone and now he's coming for me.

Stay calm Miss, do you know who it is?

Where are they now?

- I don't know, I don't know, they entered the room

and Jackson was dead.

His throat was cut.

Tell me where you are, tell me your name.

I need to know your name, are you there?

It's really important that you tell me where you are.

Can you talk to me?

- The lift, it stopped.

Are you trapped?

- No.

Stay inside the lift, do not get out.

Stay in the lift, don't move.

Tell me the address

so I can get someone home as soon as possible.

Do you have control of the lift door?

- What?

Can the door be opened from the outside?

Make sure that no one can open that door.

Keep talking to me Miss, please tell me where you are.

Are you okay?

You me still here me?

It's gonna be okay.

Confirm reports of a stabbing suspect

could still be in the area, over.

Location, over.

Racing corporation for that, over.

- Fuck a duck, Abbott.

Abbott!

- Yes, yes, I don't care about the that you contract.

I want did tomorrow at 8:00 AM sharp

because I've got a program to make.

I've gotta go, Ciao.

I don't appreciate being interrupted Nathan.

What is it?

- The radio, dispatch saying

there's a knife man on the loose.

- Bloody radio of yours.

Okay, let's get on it.

Better be someone in reception to open the fucking door.

Where the hell's Rita?

Or that redneck twat?

Hey,

who the fuck just let us in?

Control, over.

- Come on, come on.

What have you got for us?

Okay, on the ninth, one

operator believe could also be KSI.

- Christ, two deaths.

Let's get back to the booth.

Now a grade one call, location is confirmed

and officers are advised to proceed with caution

on arriving at Crash Studios.

Repeat, officer inbound

to grade one Crash Studios should proceed with all caution.

- Wait, did I just hear that right?

The police have been called to a double murder here.

- It's a hoax, someone's fucking with us.

Where's that useless editor?

- Abbott wait.

- That's Jennifer Lowers.

- Don't touch anything.

- But the episode.

- This is a crime scene.

- Let's get the fuck out of here.

What are you doing?

- The phones.

- What is it?

John.

John.

Open the door John.

- It's over.

- Open the door, John.

- Everything I've built, it's over.

- Don't say that we can do anything.

I really love it here.

No one else would touch me.

- You were cheap.

- Why are you doing this to me?

I just tell stories.

And people love them.

It doesn't matter what you've done,

it only matters

what they see.

- This is the police, is anyone there, the police.

The door is locked.

Everyone out!