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Stay with me.

You can't die!

I won't let you!

Turns out all of human knowledge At our fingertips made us dumb…

That's it. The end.

What really happened to Andie Bell and Sal Singh six years ago.

Little Kilton is trying to move on, to close this dark chapter.

As for me, I did what I set out to do.

To find the truth.

But what started as a school project became something much darker.

Something I couldn't control.

I know I put myself in danger.

Others too.

But Sal was always innocent.

And we found the real killers.

Two people are in prison,

and someone else will face trial in a matter of days.

Case closed.

We go everywhere You should come along…

Sometimes I wonder

how things would be if I'd never started this.

Everyone's so happy in here…

If I'd left everything alone.

If life could go back to the way it was before.

Shit. Can't say that.

I want to make it better.

How can you?

I know I can never do this again.

I just want everything to go back to normal.

Boo!

Hey, Sarge.

I know, don't say it. I look ravishing.

Get it? Ravishing-Ravi Singh?

Did you practice that on the way over here?

- Oh, you're finally done. - Finished.

So you're ready to post it?

Mm. You still haven't decided on a title yet, have you?

I was thinking An Examination Into a Miscarriage of Justice.

Okay.

Or A Study into a Closed Case: The Andie Bell--

Stop laughing.

Sorry, you're just so you.

What's wrong with me?

You do want people to listen to this podcast, don't you?

Well, then you need a great title.

You are the smartest person I know, Pippus Maximus,

but you do lack…

Lack?

…pizzazz.

Anyway, lucky you've got me because I've got a great idea.

I'm not calling it that.

You don't have to post it, you know.

If it's just your way of giving this a proper ending, then that's okay.

No. People still don't know the full story.

What if they think Cara knew? What if they--

Treat her like people treated me when they thought Sal was a killer?

I started this.

I have to fix it.

I've done enough talking.

I'm ready for this to be over.

No more murder.

Well then, let's record the intros and get it finished.

Chop-chop.

Hello.

My name is Pip Fitz-Amobi, and you're listening to

A Good Girl's Guide to Murder.

Trouble coming in the dead of night

Trouble making everythin' all right

It's in your blood, it's in your bones

You cannot sleep for You cannot sleep for

Whoa, oh

Whoa, oh

Tro-tro-trouble, trouble

Whoa, oh

Whoa, oh

Here comes trouble, trouble

Whoa, oh

Whoa, oh

Tro-tro-trouble, trouble

Here comes trouble, trouble

- I think you're the killer. - The party hasn't even started yet.

Just practicing being a hotshot lawyer.

- Internship going that well? - Basically run the place.

Okay.

Let's go get Cara.

So she actually leaves the house.

- You forgot about the murder mystery. - No.

Did you just throw that costume together in the last 30 seconds?

No!

I'm just the humble cook.

Okay, humble cook. Let's go.

Ooh! Nice mustache, Ravi!

One, two, three, four Trouble's knocking at your door

Whoa. Excuse you, buddy.

Wait.

Once started, can't stop I come out on top

I'm the predator

I'm the predator

I'm the predator…

Come on. He's not supposed to have any contact with you.

You're a witness giving evidence against him.

- Why is he smiling? - 'Cause he's a fucking rapist prick.

But why is he smiling?

Doesn't matter. In a couple of weeks, he'll be in prison, where he belongs.

So why is he smiling?

Happy birthday, Connor! Whoa, yeah!

She's working it. Come on, she's working it.

Slay, girl, slay.

- Literally. Are you the murderer? - Oh, wouldn't you like to know?

That's the point of the game.

Although I'm not very good at spotting murderers.

Uh, anyway, you know--

Jamie. It's too soon.

- You're not supposed to die yet. - Okay.

I'm sorry, Con.

Sh-shall I…

Shall I stay here dead, or…?

"Oh, no!"

"Reginald Remy has been murdered!"

"I've got to call Scotland Yard immediately!"

I can do it again.

I can. I'll do it again. It's fine. Pretend it didn't happen, then we can…

Um…

Yeah. Okay.

I'll-I'll go.

All right.

Hot sun

On me

Never knew what I woke up for

Arms are holding out…

- You hiding in here? - Yeah.

I'm staying out of the way.

I want Connor to have a good birthday, you know?

Mm.

- He's having fun. - Nah. He's putting it on.

He does that when he's upset.

Anyway.

Something up?

Oh.

- Thanks for lending these to me. - You finished the podcast?

I haven't uploaded it yet. I just…

Oh, I get it. Yeah.

Sometimes it's easier to say how you feel hiding behind a microphone.

It's not that. I just…

I want to help.

With Max's trial?

Yes, and…

Cara.

You know you can't help anyone if nobody ever hears it, right?

Yeah. You're right.

Wow. I'm not totally useless.

I heard your band on the radio today.

What's that song called? "Long Silver"?

So Long, Silver

Yeah.

Yeah, they're doing really well now.

- Didn't you write that song? - Uh…

Yeah-- You can keep those headphones if you want.

- I don't really need them anymore. - Well, I don't either.

What did you see?

Nothing.

- I wasn't looking. - Fine.

- Everything okay? - Yeah, it's fine.

It's fine.

We should go back to the murder.

You're supposed to be good at this kind of thing.

Pfft, it's just a game.

I don't really care who the murderer is.

I know who the murderer is!

It's you, Inspector Humphreys.

There's only one boat a day to this island, at noon.

And Reginald Remy was murdered at 5:15 p.m.

The Inspector showing up just after. But that's not possible.

You must have traveled here before the murder happened

because you knew it was gonna happen, because you're the killer, aren't you?

- I thought it was Pip. - There she is.

No phones in the 1920s, good sir!

No, I'm listening.

Yeah, that is…

That's wrong, sorry.

Oh God. Someone call the police.

Pip is allergic to being wrong.

She is looking a little pale.

Well, it says the killer is Celia Bourne, and that is you, Pip.

This is ridiculous.

- Is there an email for the company? - It's just a game, Pip. Yeah?

- It's more than a game. - Guess the party is over.

I had fun, Con.

Moving away from the moors,

up next on Britain's Most Notorious Serial Killers

is Scott Brunswick, also known as The Monster of Margate.

Huh.

I remember this case.

- Terrible what he did to his son. - I wasn't watching.

It just came on.

Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, pickle. Your secret's safe with me.

I, uh…

wanted to talk to you about something.

It's, um…

I just invited the new neighbors around for dinner on Thursday. The Greens.

- Lovely couple. - That's what you need to talk to me about?

No, no, uh, it's something else.

Dad?

It's, um…

I got a call from my colleague, the prosecutor on the Max Hastings case.

Miss Bouzidi?

She wanted me to tell you…

- Dad? - It's Becca Bell.

- She's dropping out of the trial. - What?

I'm sorry, Pip.

That's why Max was…

- He did this. - No, he can't have.

- Becca's still in prison. - Dad, he's gonna win!

No, he won't. We still have Woman A.

- We don't even know who she is! - And all the other witnesses. Look at me.

We will get justice. I promise you.

We have the most important thing on our side. The truth.

There's nothing anyone can do about Becca.

This is just going to set her off again.

You know how much she cares about this trial.

I'll talk to her before she does something stupid.

Or, or…

Why don't you try, um… not doing that?

Mm?

I mean, you know, last year, you two, um…

Well, you butted heads quite a lot.

Why don't you try giving her some, some space, some freedom? Mm?

She's 18 now. I think we can trust her.

Victor, you make it sound like she's a prisoner.

Hm. She's a good girl.

Yes, well, I worry about her.

I know, but, um… just try it for me, hm?

Exactly.

Yes, Jason Bell.

No, no. Right now. No one else can get me in to see Becca.

I'll be fine. Wait 'round the corner if you don't want--

No one's ever pleased to see me, Ravi. What's your point?

Okay, no. Look, I'd better go before Mum…

Before Mum what?

Uh, I was just… going.

I heard.

You… aren't gonna ask me where I'm going?

Do you want me to ask you where you're going?

- You normally do. - Do I?

Well, where-- Where are you going?

Nowhere.

Good, great. Have a lovely time.

- I'm just headed to work. - On a Sunday?

Okay.

- What do you want? - Get me in to see Becca in prison.

Why would you want to see Becca after what she did to you?

I need to convince Becca to give evidence in Max Hastings' trial.

Max hurt both your daughters.

He may even be the reason Andie's dead. Sal too.

Not directly, but…

Please.

Help me get justice for them, so this can all be over.

- He said no. - I told y--

Don't say "I told you so."

It doesn't make any sense.

Why wouldn't he want Becca to testify against Max?

No.

Honored.

I have good news.

Becca Bell has pulled out of the trial.

That's good, Mum.

Maybe the other one will drop out too.

It's one thing to make a false accusation. Another to stick to that lie in court.

Don't listen to your dad, Max. He always sees the worst in people.

I'm sure they just made a mistake.

- We know you'd nev-- - So does the trial still happen?

Yes, unfortunately.

The prosecution has other key witnesses.

And the charges about Becca still stand.

But what will the jury think if they can't hear from her directly?

What about the other witnesses?

Is there anything we can do about them? What about Pip?

That's called interfering with a witness.

You can't have contact with any of them.

It's against the law.

Oh, Max knows that.

He's just anxious for this to be over, aren't you?

I'm not worried about me, Mum.

I just feel sorry for these girls. They're… confused.

Well, thanks for stopping by, Chris.

- How's your daughter doing? - She's well.

Welcome back to A Good Girl's Guide to Murder.

This is Episode Six. The Truth.

The other half of it.

Max Hastings has chosen to plead not guilty to two charges of rape

against Becca Bell and Anonymous Woman A.

For her role in Andie's death, Becca Bell has pleaded guilty

to manslaughter by gross negligence and preventing a lawful burial.

And the additional charge of actual bodily harm.

- No one's gonna listen to it, huh? - I didn't--

Just ignore it.

So if you can speak to Becca, you can convince her to testify?

Yeah.

You do remember she tried to kill you, don't you?

What about that restorative justice thing?

I only know about it 'cause Isla Jordan requested one with Dad.

Said she wanted closure.

You can ask the police for a meeting with your offender.

Oh, my God, you're right.

They asked me about it last year, and I turned it down.

Cara Ward, I love you.

I know. Keep it in your pants.

Elliot Ward has pleaded guilty to the murder of Sal Singh

and the kidnapping of Isla Jordan.

He's been sentenced to two lifetimes.

- Just ignore them. - I am. I don't care. I agree.

I still can't believe it sometimes. That he'd led this double life.

He deceived us all, especially his daughters,

so we had no idea that he was even capable of murder.

I need to be…

He was keeping a young woman locked up in the attic.

She'd been a prisoner there for more than five years.

All day, every day Therapist, mother, maid

Nymph, then a virgin Nurse, then a servant

Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger

24/7 baby machine

So he can live out His picket fence dreams

It’s not an act of love If you make her

You make me do too much labor

Why now?

I think I'm looking for some closure.

You didn't want closure when this was offered to you months ago.

Becca Bell will have to agree to the meeting.

Maybe she wants closure too?

Wait here.

Let me go make a call.

Jamie.

Okay, they're working on it. You need to fill out this form.

- Can they get me in this week? - There'll be a facilitator to monitor you.

- You'll only talk about the caves. - What else would I want to talk about?

Thank you, D.I. Hawkins.

Am I nervous to be a witness, to face Max in court?

No. Not at all.

I know the truth, and soon everyone else will too.

And behind door number three we have… Pippa Fitz-Amobi?

I don't wear this all the time. Just got home, so you know.

I'm coming!

Shut up, microwave--

Oh, hello, Pip!

You'll have to stay for dinner. I'm making your favorite bolognese.

You don't have to stay for dinner.

What do you need?

My friends. I just came to see you.

Really?

Hey, Pip! Where have you gone?

You, you When I wasn't lookin'

You're doin' the thing that you do

Mum, I told you to knock--

You're not Mum.

Uh, no, she's downstairs, butchering carrots.

Ah.

- I just came to see Connor. - Oh, well, thanks for doing that.

He's been a bit lonely since Zach left.

Has he?

Well, he'd never admit that, but yeah.

Did you want something, Pip?

Uh, yeah, I need to talk to you about something.

You're not still going on about this murder mystery, are you?

- I said I'd tell you-- - It's about the Max Hastings trial.

I know you're a witness too.

Does anyone know? Does Connor know?

- No one knows. - Why?

Because I'm a key eyewitness.

Prosecution says the case rests on me because I s--

- I can't tell you what I saw. - Why not?

It's about Woman A, Pip.

You know who she is.

That's why you were being weird about your phone.

She was texting you, wasn't she, Woman A?

Pip, we're both witnesses. What do you th--

- I don't think we can talk about this. - You're still going to court?

Of course I am. I'm not going to let anyone down.

Not again, I promise.

Pip, are you staying for dinner?

Yes.

Let's get a photo.

Why do you have to take a photo of absolutely everything?

Because memories, Jamie.

We hardly ever get Pip to ourselves anymore.

You used to come around here all the time when you were 9.

Now you're all grown up.

Come on. Come on. Photo.

Get in, get in.

- There we go. - No, no, no.

- Okay. - That's a video.

- Oh. - There you go, that one.

- Thank you. - Well done.

Say cheese!

- Fromage! - Cheese!

Fromage!

He hasn't told anyone?

No.

Anyway, stop asking me about Jamie.

The memorial's on Friday. Finish your speech.

Naomi sent me lots of photos and videos to help me.

And I found this.

Mornings were gray But now they're silver

Not second best, now we get the truth

This rain starts And ends in the same way

I can't win, but I still love you

So long, silver

You may never be mine

Don't want the sun…

I don't know if I'm… ready to say goodbye yet.

So long, silver

I have nothing but time…

If you get nervous and lose your way, I'll be right there.

Hello?

Tomorrow morning?

Yes. I understand. Thank you.

- Becca Bell agreed to the meeting. - Okay, this is really happening.

I'll be fine.

It might be good for you. Talking helps, Pip.

- Even if you don't forgive her. - I'm not going to forgive her.

But I don't need to.

This is about Max.

But how are you going to convince Becca to go to court

if you can't even talk about it?

I'll think of something.

Father, tell me Do we get what we deserve?

I'm not nervous, Ravi.

What we deserve…

And way down we go

Oh, oh, oh, oh

And way down we go

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Say way down we go

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Way down we go

Whoa, you let your feet run wild

Time has come as we all, oh, go down

Yeah, but for the fall

Ooh, my

Do you dare to look them Right in the eyes, yeah?

Oh, 'cause they will run you down

Down till the dark

Yes, and they will run you down

Down till you fall

And they will run you down

Down till you go

Yeah, so you can't crawl no more

And way down we go

Thank you both for joining.

Becca, I believe you have a written statement you wanted to read.

"Hi, Pip."

"I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

"But I think about you all the time."

"I'm so sorry that I tried to hurt you. I…"

"I was just so scared. I-I wasn't thinking straight."

"I'm sorry about your dog."

"He was so sweet. I don't know what happened."

"I let him go, and he was supposed to make it home to you."

"But a car must have hit him, and he died, and…"

"That's my fault too."

"I don't expect you to ever forgive me. I know I don't deserve it."

"But… I want you to know that I'm sorry."

Thank you, Becca.

Pip.

Do you want to respond to that?

Pip?

Yeah.

Um…

Shit.

I think I've left my statement in my bag. Could you…

I'm sorry, but I can't leave you two alone.

You'll have to just remember what you wanted to say, Pip.

I think…

what's important to me is to remember whose fault this was.

Mine.

No.

It's the… you know.

- What I know happened and-- - I-I'm sorry. I don't understand.

- I didn't come here for an apology. - Um, Pip.

What do you want?

To convince you to testify against Max Hastings on Monday.

- This is not what we discussed-- - Please, Becca.

I know I can't understand how hard it will be for you to face him--

This meeting is over. Come on, Pip.

Why did you drop out?

- Did he threaten you? - No, of course not. How could he?

- Pip. - I-I-I just-- I just--

I-I talked it through with my dad--

- I'm going to get a guard. - Pip.

Becca. We need-

How many times do I have to tell you, Pip,

that nothing ever happens to people like Max Hastings?

- He's going to get away with it! - Just give me a chance!

Maybe you didn't come here for closure, but I did. I did!

Okay? And I'm sorry.

- I'm so sorry. You have to believe me. - I believe you, but--

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I forgive you.

Thank you.

- Thank you. - Oh…

It's your decision, Becca.

You may not have Andie anymore, but you aren't alone.

We can do this. Together.

We will get him. I promise you.

I swear it to you. Max doesn't get away with it this time.

And even if you don't think you can do it, even if you say no,

I'll still fight for you.

Okay.

Okay?

I believe you.

A lone cheetah…

She is built for one purpose…

I'll get it.

…watching some nature thing.

I'm afraid it's bad news this time.

Sorry Leanne couldn't make it. Work crisis, new boss.

So, Charlie, Flora, where is it you guys have moved from?

Dartford. We've moved around a lot.

Well, let's have you here to stay, huh?

You've been here, what, six weeks?

- How's the new house? - My friend Zach used to live there.

Oh, really? Why'd they move?

I think it was because of me.

That bad of a neighbor?

You know, Pip, we listen to your podcast. It's really good.

Are you gonna do a second season?

I'll go check.

What are you doing?

I'm hiding from Mr. Clark.

Don't worry. I covered for you yesterday. You had a stomach bug.

Sorry. Do you mind?

- Guess what? - I don't need to guess.

- You're going to tell us immediately. - Robin just asked me if I want to "hang."

Robin Hastings? Max's cousin?

That's not his fault.

- I knew you'd react like this. - Like what?

- Like that. - It was a little high-pitched.

So, are you going to… "hang"?

Wait, you know "hang" means sex, right?

This will cheer you up, Pip.

Look. You're viralized, baby. Again.

Look at all these comments on your podcast.

"Teen queen of true crime."

- That's cute. - Okay.

- That's not true, Cara. I'm not-- - Okay, quiet, guys, please.

Thank you. Right, I'm going to put you in pairs.

Cara Ward, Lauren Gibson. Pippa Fitz-Amobi, and Robin Hastings.

Ruby Foxcroft and Jack Jenkins.

If they aren't breathing, you must start compressions.

Put your hands here and press down and count to 30.

I think maybe you should press a bit harder than that.

You do it then.

Hey, hey, hey. Knock it off. Put it down.

You are golden

So let go, let go…

Lauren!

Quick, switch with me.

Why?

I thought you wanted to hang with Robin.

You old romantic, you.

…in the air

Let it go, let go of your fire…

You okay?

- Sorry, the podcast was supposed to help-- - Pip.

What are you doing? I didn't pair you two together.

- I'm just-- - Where were you yesterday?

- You missed my lesson. - Stomach bug.

Stomach bug.

Right.

Come on.

That will do, okay?

Pip, I'm not sure if I should come to the memorial tonight.

What? Why?

'Cause my dad. 'Cause Sal…

It's not your fault, Cara,

what your dad did.

Ravi wants you there. I promise.

You okay?

I will be, as long as you're there.

She's sorry she can't make it. She's got a stomach bug.

That's okay.

What? What is it? Why do you look nervous?

You're not the one having to give a speech in front of hundreds of people.

You'll be fine, by the way.

Thanks, Lauren. I think.

Hi, Nat.

- What do you want? - Just to say hi.

Hi.

Wow.

Look at them.

So let me hold these words Until my heart retires

I want to worship you Before the hope expires

As long as we keep dancing in the land

Of uncertainty, you'll come alive…

I'm just going to go over there and read this a few more times.

- Don't move. - I won't.

Hello, and thank you all for coming.

Sorry, Jamie.

I'm here today…

It's you.

You put that note in my locker.

How else was I going to get you here?

Got your other message too. The newspaper? You think that scares me?

You know what? I don't care.

I've got somewhere to be. I shouldn't have come.

I think you should have.

First, let me see your phone.

Check you aren't secretly recording me.

Again.

They could arrest you for this, you know?

What evidence do you have that we're talking now?

Your word against mine.

I assume that was you, by the way. Becca Bell changing her mind?

You bad girl.

Witness tampering.

How did you get Jason Bell to convince her to drop out in the first place?

I assume that was you.

No. Nothing to do with me.

I guess Jason just had a long, hard think

about who owns all those properties his company has contracts with.

Well, it didn't work. Becca will be in court, so will I.

Yeah.

About that, I was wondering if you might… reconsider.

Goodbye, Max.

How's Ravi enjoying his internship at Cochrane, Hargreaves and Klein?

What did you say?

Very prestigious.

That's what Sal wanted to do, wasn't it? A lawyer?

He'd be so proud of his baby brother.

- You love him, right? - Max!

It'd be a shame for Ravi to lose something so important to him.

You see, Pip, Daddy is good friends with Cochrane and Klein,

so all it would take is one phone call.

- You're lying. - Am I?

You can't do that.

Can't I?

Hi, I'm Ravi.

Why put yourself through the stress of a trial, Pip? It won't go your way.

You, Becca, Jamie Reynolds, what's the point?

Save yourselves from the disappointment.

Fuck you.

Hey, I'm trying to be a nice guy.

Fuck you.

So sorry to leave, but I've got a family dinner to get to.

Drop out of the trial, Pip.

If you're there on Monday, you know what happens.

I wouldn't be standing here today talking about him if it wasn't for…

For the girl I love.

I wish I could go back.

I wish I could have done something

when you didn't come home from school that day.

Maybe I could have saved you.

Sal was the best big brother anyone could ask for.

I miss him every day.

The world will never be as bright without him in it.

Thank you.

You did it.

Where were you?

I was here the whole time. You must have lost me in the crowd.

So you… heard everything?

Everything.

Pippy, uh, I need you. I can't-- My phone's nearly dead.

Can you come get me? I'm at the Calamity. I'm-- Pip, I need help. I can't see--

- Where is Lauren? - Robin…

- Where's Lauren? - Where's Cara?

Lauren!

Ruby.

Pip. Don't ask. Lost a drinking game.

- Have you seen Cara? - She's here?

Cara!

You came.

Are you okay?

- Did someone put something in your drink? - Yeah.

Me.

It was gin.

Hey, it's Podcast Girl!

Hey, yeah!

You shouldn't do this to yourself, Cara. It's not safe.

I didn't do this to myself, Pip. You did it.

- What? - You.

If you'd never started your stupid fucking project,

none of this would have happened.

You ruined my life.

I've lost everything.

Mum, my dad, Ruby too.

And then you release a fucking podcast about it.

I-I just wanted to help you. You said it was okay.

Of course it's not okay.

None of this is okay.

Why are you like this? Why couldn't you leave everything alone?

This is all your fault.

Let's get you home.

Cold world, cold feelings

Dark dreams, I need them

The ending, I see it

I kind of like this grieving

Burning up I know I shouldn't like it this much

Love myself but I'm hard to trust

I'm feeling twisted

Burning up I know I shouldn't like it this much

Love myself but I'm hard to trust

I'm feeling…

Door!

Pip!

Pip!

Connor! What are you doing?

I need you.

What's going on?

It's my brother.

Jamie's missing.

I'm feeling twisted

Fatal attraction

Poison and passion

I can't tell a lie

There's madness in my mind

Burning up I know I shouldn't like it this much

Love myself but I'm hard to trust

I'm feeling twisted