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FLIES BUZZING

Have you got your passport?

Yes, it's in my pocket. Oh.

Don't get knocked up by some French lothario.

Oh, my God, just kill me right now. No, I mean it.

The French are famous for being seductive. It's a fact.

CHUCKLES Come on, get your bags in.

I'll get us seats at the back. That's lit.

Sir. Ben Hall.

I want a nice calm journey. Understand?

There's Lucy. Ooh.

Promise me you'll answer when I call, day or night?

I always do, don't I?

OK, I've gotta go. I love you.

Come on, guys. That's enough now. Let's get on the bus.

Even though we are leaving this green and pleasant land,

we are still representing Burwood, and that means...

I'll call you when we get there, yeah?

You're a godsend. Don't worry, love.

I've been doing this same journey with the Burwood kids for years,

long before I met you and Katie.

It's gonna be fine, babes, all right?

I'm sure you're all keen to meet your French exchange counterparts.

Come on, now...

Better get back to work. Mm.

This exchange trip isn't an excuse to do nothing,

so maybe pay attention to what's out the window on the journey

and not just what's on your phones.

Ready? Yeah.

ENGINE STARTS

HORN BLARES

Right, I want it done orderly.

And make sure you take your own bags with you and not someone else's.

Here you go, mon cheri. So much rizz!

Them French girls better be watching out.

Best behaviour, guys.

PHONE RINGS

You've arrived! 'Yeah, easy journey, no problems.'

Oh, that's good to know.

'How you doing?' Work's busy, so that's good.

It's a bit odd, but... she's not backpacking across Peru.

Well, look, I'm back in three days,

and I was thinking that maybe we might wanna take advantage

of the freedom.

'Why don't we go away next weekend, somewhere romantic?'

Oh, that sounds nice.

'Yeah? Shall we do that?' WOLF WHISTLING

Laters, handsome.

Katie?

'Yeah, she's just gonna meet the French students.

'Do you want me to call her back?' No, no, it's OK.

What was all that about?

Oh, she's just taking the piss, isn't she?

You should've heard them on the way over. Jesus!

Right, I'd better go and see

how much stuff they've left on the coach,

and I'll see you when I get back.

Bye, love. Bye.

Cute necklace.

Thanks. It was a prezzie from my mum.

Yeah, I think it's good that you're staying with me, Katie.

Thanks. I'm kinda psyched to be here.

Check him out. He's well fit.

We don't waste our time on immature boys.

They're all total boulets.

Means "losers". KATIE CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY

You NEED to check this place out.

Wow. 'It's a proper mansion.

'They're seriously loaded.'

Emma's dad sells yachts,

and her mum went to this well-posh boarding school in Somerset.

Well, somebody won the jackpot. 'That's cringe, Mum.'

That's me. 'Let me take you to the terrace.'

My mum wants to say hi. Mm.

'Bonjour, Sarah.' Hi, Caroline.

'Hi, Sarah. Look, it's a beautiful morning in Saint-Michel.

'How's the weather in England?'

Oh, chucking it down, as per bloody usual.

'So, the girls are getting on famously, like I knew they would.'

Oh, brilliant.

Hello, Emma. Nice to meet you. 'Hi.'

And Katie has already settled in, I think. Am I right?

'Totally. I love it here.' Oh, that's great.

And if she starts driving you mad with her picky eating,

just let me know.

You're making me sound like I'm four, Mum.

It's OK. We'll get her eating French cuisine before the end of the trip.

'Great. Thanks. Bye.'

'Bye, Mum!' 'Bye, Sarah.'

I'm so glad you're back.

You know, you're the first boyfriend in a long, long time

that Katie actually likes.

HE CHUCKLES SOFTLY

It means a lot, you know.

So, I have arranged some treats for us at the hotel this weekend.

Oh, what?

I'm gonna have to cancel.

SHE SIGHS I'm really sorry.

No... Yeah.

One of the bus drivers phoned in sick,

and I've gotta take a bunch of pensioners to France

and the Basque Country on a wine tour.

SHE SIGHS

I would literally sell a kidney to make it up to you.

Scout's honour. You were a scout?

Yeah. Look at those knees. Look at that, eh? Look at that.

They're made for shorts.

THEY LAUGH

Ooh!

FAINT MUSIC PLAYS

CHUCKLES

TEXT WHOOSHES, PHONE CHIMES

PHONE RINGS

GROANS

Katie, sweetheart? Are you there?

GROANS SOFTLY

'Leave it or don't. Your call.' VOICEMAIL BEEPS

Katie, I just missed you.

You phone me back?

MOANS SOFTLY

SIGHS SOFTLY

RINGING TONE

VOICEMAIL BEEPS Katie. Mum again.

Erm... Can you call me back?

Yeah, I'm getting worried now. I know, it's silly.

Anyway, just... SIGHS

...call me back, will you?

EXHALES DEEPLY Calm down. Calm down.

REORDER TONE

RINGING TONE

For fuck's sake, somebody answer. RINGING TONE

PHONE RINGS

Caroline.

'Yes, Sarah. I saw your messages. What's wrong?'

Erm, I'm sorry to disturb you so early,

but Katie phoned me in the night, and I missed it.

I've been trying to get hold of her ever since.

OK. And this concerns you?

'Yes, it... it does.'

It's really not like her. We have a deal.

She always picks up if I call her.

Mm, OK. Wait. I'll check on her.

KNOCKING ON DOOR 'Katie?'

'Her bed hasn't been slept in.

'I'll check with Emma.' Thanks.

Emma?

D-Does she know where Katie might've got to?

No.

'I'll look downstairs.'

She probably slept on the sofa after getting in late,

like she did the other night.

When did she call you? 'About two hours ago.'

I tried your landline, but the number you gave me didn't work.

No, that's not possible. You must have got it wrong.

No. No. I-I checked.

Sometimes they do work on the line at night.

No, she's not down here either.

Oh, God.

'Where the hell has she got to?' C'est qui?

C'est Sarah, la mere de Katie.

'Elle s'inquiete car elle ne repond pas au telephone

'et qu'elle n'est pas rentree hier soir.'

Hi, Sarah. It's Fabien. Er, don't worry.

She will come back when the party's over.

Wh-What party?

Whichever one she ended up at last night. She's going out a lot.

What, she's... she's stayed out all night before?

Yes, a couple of times with the other UK students, I think.

She always return later the next day, safe and sound.

And it's still very early.

OK, well, I'll... I'll keep trying her teacher,

see if she's staying with one of her English friends, but...

please... please call me as soon as she gets back.

Of course, Sarah. We wait for her.

PHONE RINGING

HE EXHALES DEEPLY

Yeah? This is Sarah Gleason.

I need you to contact Lucy and Ben or their host families.

OK, why's that, then?

Because Katie is not at the Morvans' house,

and we're worried about her.

We thought she might be with them. Have you heard from her?

Erm, Katie? SNIFFLES

No, Miss Gleason.

Well, are you sure you haven't heard from her?

Cos I have been calling you for hours,

and this is the first time you've answered your flipping phone.

Sorry, I just got out of bed a second ago.

But this is the emergency contact number!

SIGHS

Hang on. Let me check. SNIFFLES

'No, nothing from Katie. They're all from you.

'So she didn't come back to the host house at all last night?'

No. 'Right, I'll call Ben and Lucy.'

But it is a Sunday morning, so they're probably gonna be asleep.

So they might not answer.

Well, then do your job and wake them up.

SHOWER RUNNING

EXHALES DEEPLY, PHONE BUZZING

EXHALES DEEPLY

Hey. Everything all right?

'No, I don't think it is.'

Wh-what's happened? 'Katie's gone AWOL.'

Neil Scott just called me back, having checked in with Lucy and Ben,

and she's not with them,

and she's also not where she's meant to be.

I've got an awful feeling that she's in trouble.

Erm...

Wh-What can I do?

Well, I'm looking for the number for the police in Saint-Michel,

but it's confusing.

'Or is it me being thick?'

There's a gendarmerie, police secours and police municipal?

OK, n-now, you need to call the gendarmerie, and...

and if there's a language problem, then you let me know, and I'll...

I'll talk to them for you, OK?

OK, thanks. Oh, where are you, by the way?

How far away from Saint-Michel are you?

I'm... I'm... I'm over a hundred miles away,

a-and we're leaving to Spain in an hour, so...

Oh, I was just wondering.

In case, you know. 'Oh, no, of course, of course.'

Sorry, darling. But, yeah. Erm...

Look, it's... it's gonna be OK. Erm... Katie's smart.

'She's sensible, and... and I...

'I really don't think she's gonna do anything too risky.'

SHOWER STOPS Er, look, I've gotta go, yeah?

'OK, well...' Bye, love.

'Thanks.' Bye.

PHONE RINGS

SHE CHUCKLES

RINGING TONE

Allo?

Hello. My name is Sarah Gleason.

Are you a gendarme? Yes, hello, Miss Gleason.

I'm Lieutenant Taylor. What can I do to help?

'Erm, it's about my daughter, Katie Gleason.'

She's gone missing.

She's in Saint-Michel on an exchange trip from England.

How long has she been missing?

'Since 3:42 this morning.'

And how old is Katie, please?

'17. Only just.'

Has she done this kind of thing before?

No. No, never.

Never in England, but... EXHALES

...her host family, that's the Morvans...

...they have said that she's stayed out all night

a few times since being with them.

'Pas encore des gamins avec des petards, ca?'

Are you still there? 'One moment, please.'

'OK, on va aller voir ca avec Virginie.

'Tu reprends l'appel.' 'D'accord.'

I'm sorry, Miss Gleason, but we had a possible emergency situation here,

so I must pass you over to Major Cabanel.

Please hold, and I'll update him.

'Merci de bien vouloir patienter...'

Oh, for God's sake!

'Merci de bien vouloir patienter. Nous allons prendre votre appel.

'Merci de bien vouloir patienter...' PHONE BEEPS

Hello, I'm Major Remy Cabanel,

and I will now enter your daughter's details into the system.

And then I will visit the Morvans. PHONE RINGING

Oh, please, don't put me on hold again.

'Leave it or don't, your call.'

VOICEMAIL BEEPS Katie, sweetheart.

I am getting really scared. Where are you?

Trust your gut.

WINCES

WINCES, GROANS SOFTLY

PANTING

RINGING TONE

'You're through to Neil Scott's phone.

'I'll get back to you shortly.' VOICEMAIL BEEPS

Mr Scott, it's Sarah Gleason. I'm in Saint-Michel.

Bonsoir, madame. Hello.

PANTING

Hello?

Is anyone there? Please!

BELL CHIMES

'Ne quittez pas. Un agent va prendre votre appel.

'Ne quittez pas. Un agent va prendre votre appel.'

Bloody hell, I just want to talk to an actual person.

'Ne quittez pas.' Yeah, I got it.

'Un agent va prendre votre appel.'

BUZZING

Sarah. Hi.

Has Katie come back?

No. Not yet, Sarah.

But I'm sure she will soon.

SARAH SIGHS Not so sure.

I still haven't heard from her.

It's been a whole day of silence. That is not normal for us.

I don't care how many times she's stayed out.

I'm telling you, as a mother to a mother,

I have a bad feeling that something awful has happened.

So I'm here.

Come in. Please.

Mm. Mm!

I checked after we spoke,

and all of Katie's stuff has gone from her room,

except for a few T-shirts.

Even her backpack? Yes.

My guess is she went off somewhere on an adventure

and didn't bother to tell us.

The gendarme that called agreed.

It is still only 7:30 in the evening, Sarah.

Well, what time was she getting back here when she stayed out before?

Earlier, but she had school.

Saturday night is for fun, and Sunday's to recover.

And Katie has been burning the candle at both ends.

You look surprised. She's not a party girl at home?

No. Well, now I feel bad.

We've always given Emma a lot of freedom,

but maybe our parenting style's different.

Yeah. Maybe they are, but...

...if everything is OK,

why is she not answering her phone or her messages?

Perhaps there's no battery.

Emma's runs out all the time.

Or Katie's just sleeping off a wild night.

They're young, Sarah.

They dance until dawn and sleep for days.

You remember what that was like. Not really, no.

We have a visitor.

I see that. Sarah.

Welcome to our home. Thank you.

Don't panic. She will be fine.

If you cannot party at night at 17, when can you?

Well, I'm trying not to. But it's touch and go.

Emma.

Have you heard from Katie? No, sorry.

What about social media? I just looked.

Katie's posted nothing since yesterday afternoon.

Show Sarah what you showed me.

Katie's private Instagram account, the one not for us parents to see.

She... She looks hammered.

SARAH GASPS

When was this? These are all from the last week.

Jesus!

Oh, look at the state of her.

You understand now?

Oh.

Oh, yes. Yeah.

You book a hotel? No, not yet.

It's on my list. No, Sarah, you must stay with us.

Yeah, you should stay.

Oh, that's very kind, thank you.

Could I share Katie's room?

Please. Of course.

PHONE CHIMES Is that from Katie?

Erm, no. Excuse me.

I'm so sorry for just turning up here like this

without calling you first.

No need.

To be honest...

...I don't think I know my daughter like I thought I did. Hm.

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

Katie, sweetheart, I'm here, now, in Saint-Michel.

You really need to call me.

Mr Scott?

Miss Gleason. Have you heard anything?

I've been calling and messaging her all day, but she's not answering.

Same.

Yeah, I've spoken to the Burwood students.

They haven't heard from your daughter.

Emma Morvan has just shown me her private Instagram account.

She has been drinking, getting high, staying out all night

and partying like a rock star since she came to France.

Looks like you all have been, Lucy.

Where were you during all of this? What's been going on?

It's the first I've heard about it, but I'm gonna find out.

Too sodding late. Lucy, talk to me.

Katie's gone a bit crazy.

I've been trying to keep up with her, but I can't.

I'm not as brave. Not as foolish, more like.

Maybe it's this town. What do you mean?

I don't know. The local teenagers make out it's got, like,

dark secrets and that people are weird here.

Probably just winding us up.

Yeah, I can say from experience they probably are.

Was Katie headed someplace last night?

To a party, a big one.

What a surprise (!) Where? Said it was out of town.

Who with?

She didn't tell me, but I reckon Xavier.

He's a local boy. Well, man, really.

Drives a black BMW.

Well, this just keeps on getting better (!) How old?

Early 20s.

He's who she's stayed out with the other times.

What else do you know about him? That's it. I swear.

First, you switch off your school phone, and now this.

You really are a bloody waste of space.

I'm done here.

Lucy, I am walking you back to your host's house, OK? OK.

KNOCKING ON DOOR, DOOR OPENS

Hi, Emma.

Katie was going to a party out of town,

possibly with someone called Xavier.

Did she mention this to you?

You do know him, though, Xavier?

I know who he is, but he's older, so I steer clear of him.

Do you know where he lives or hangs out?

Are you two connected on social media?

Or might one of your friends be?

I don't think so, but I can check.

How did she meet him, then, if not through you, Emma?

I guess he did what boys like him do and just...

hit on the English girl.

DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE

Xavier said you might be interested.

So, what do you think? We don't have much time.

That's a good price for her. Take it.

BELL TOLLS

KATIE LAUGHS 'Stop it, Mum!

'You know I'm ticklish. Stop it!' KATIE GIGGLES

PHONE CHIMES, BUZZES

'Hi, it's... it's Jason. Erm, listen, mate.

'Look, I know it's a bit tricky with Sarah being there, but...

'..remember what we agreed, yeah?

'Please.'

PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE

Sarah Gleason? Lieutenant Taylor.

We were expecting you to call us, but instead, you're in Saint-Michel.

Of course. Good to meet you.

But it takes ten hours door-to-door,

including two buses from the airport.

I'm still aching from the bumps in the road.

We are far from everywhere.

Come through. I'll take you to see the captain.

See? None of my messages have been read.

Katie always picks up my calls.

There's just her and me, so we look out for each other.

You understand?

But there are reasons why your daughter might not answer

when she's away.

Really? Er, go on, then. Wh-What might they be?

A little liberty, perhaps? Liberty?

I do not wish to offend,

but teenage girls, they are sometimes...

I think Captain Ricard means they can be strong-willed at this age.

But she's not ignoring me. Something has happened.

I know. I'm her mum.

But all Katie's things have gone from her room, even her backpack.

S-She's only 17. She's really still a kid.

She has been out of contact now for just shy of 30 hours.

I understand this.

This is why we have launched a missing persons case.

But we are a tourist town.

So I must also handle things delicately.

Look.

That is my daughter, Katie.

Something has happened to her.

She's in trouble,

and if you help me find her, I promise,

I won't scare away any of your bloody tourists, OK?

A report came in Saturday night about an English girl

vandalising Bar Saint-Michel.

Her description matches this. Vandalising?

SHOUTING

Your daughter.

Yes, but...

...doing that's not like her.

She's normally... a good girl.

Th-The man, the man that she's with...

...is he called Xavier?

That could be Xavier, no? Why do you ask?

It may be that he took her to a party on Saturday night

out of town.

Well... there is our answer, Miss Gleason.

This is no great mystery. Your girl, she's not missing.

She's with him.

Lieutenant Taylor will pay Xavier a visit.

If he doesn't know where Katie is,

then we'll distribute our photo across the region.

PHONE BUZZING But I think she's there.

Hello?

So you'll go and check on him now? Of course.

And he's known to us, so his details will be on our system.

I really need to know that she's OK and that he hasn't got her on drugs

so that he can do God knows what to her.

My private number.

You need anything, you call, day or night.

I need you to find my daughter.

RINGING TONE

'Hello?' Hello, it's Sarah Gleason. Erm...

...have you found Xavier yet, and-and is Katie there?

'I went to the address we have for him,

'but he moved out, and we don't know where to.

'So now we will distribute her photograph.

'I'm in a briefing at the moment,

'but we'll call you back later today, OK?'

OK.

'And you should know finding your daughter is now a priority for us.'

Thank you.

SOBS

I've spoken to our headmaster,

but for now, we are to carry on as normal.

Nut job.

OK, we're gonna start with the history of Saint-Michel,

which dates back to the medieval...

Listen, you lot.

You need to tell me how to find this Xavier bloke,

the one with the black BMW,

and about the party that he took Katie to.

One of you knows something.

Come on, talk.

I think you and I should discuss this out...

Don't you dare touch me!

Piss off, prat, and I mean it.

Katie's mum is losing the plot.

Oh, oh, you think so, do you, Ben?

Well, this isn't a fucking joke!

I'm telling you. Something bad has happened to Katie!

Your friend, she's in trouble, or worse.

Oh, for God's sake, she could be... she could be...

...somewhere in a ditch, dying, right now.

OK, I'm sorry, but that is enough. She could be...

You really need to stop this.

You can't just barge in and yell at them like that, not these days.

I trusted you.

You totally failed Katie. All of you did.

Sarah, wait! Something you need to see.

I was gonna call you about it. Over here.

It only happened, like, 20 minutes ago,

when everyone was at assembly.

That's Emma Morvan's locker.

And this might be nothing, but...

...last night, my host family said

I was meant to stay with the Morvans, not Katie.

The Morvans swapped us.

They say why?

Do you really think something bad's happened?

Yes. I really do.

LUCY SOBS But I'm gonna find her.

No matter what it takes.

PHONE CHIMES

No-one wants me here.

No-one wants me to find Katie.

Is someone trying to stop her from talking to me?

Quite the live wire, your girl.

Hard to miss her.

Little Miss Perfect.

You've got no idea what she gets up to.

Not good. I... I don't know if I can cope with this.

OK, I'm joining you. I need to be with you.

The last thing that this town needs is you stirring things up again.

Get away from me.

If I find out that any of your family did something to Katie,

I swear to God I'll kill them.

This may be bigger than we thought.

It's happened before.

Just tell me the truth.

Sarah?! That's him!

Katie's alive. PHONE BUZZES

I can feel it. I just don't know how long for.