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My dearest friends. My fellow disruptors.

It's been far, far too long.

- Too much? - No. Total slay.- Oh.

You are cordially invited to a night here,

on my private island,

to excavate our shared history.

You will also be competing to win a game. Hmm.

A mystery.

You will find an NDA and travel details attached.

Until then, all my love, Zadie. THUNDER CRASHES

Oh.

Could be a stormy night.

Perfect, stop there.

Ooh. Do you think they'll come? Yeah, they'll come.

How could they resist my high charms?

Besides, they've all got too much to lose.

THUNDER CRASHES

Are you sure this is the right place?

Well, these are the directions Bea gave me.

Who is this Zadie Twig anyway?

- Trigg.Twig.Trigg.Twig. - Trigg.I know, I'm winding you up.- Oh!

She's an artist, actually quite a famous theatre designer.

That's why Bea wants to work with her in case it leads to more acting work.

Oh, she knows everyone, Zadie, yeah. She's even dated celebs.

- You know this because? - Because I'vegot my finger on the pulse, Frank.

Good luck trying to find a pulse round here.

And because I read gossip mags.

I don't think this is the right place, you know?

Because it said VIP launch, didn't it?

Hello, Cressida Drake. QUIETLY: It's Cressida Drake.

Are you here for the escape room, Cressida Drake?

Yes. But this is a private event. Invitation only.

Yeah, I know, we've got one. We're on the list, I think. Yeah.

Really?

She's nice.

- Let's get inside before we get mugged. - Yeah.

- Ooh, look.Oh. - No escape.- Oh, dear.

Oh.

Yeah, you made it.

Oh, hey. This is very exciting.

Ooh, did I tell Zadie you were coming? Can't remember.

I don't know. Will she mind? It'll be fine, she loves surprises.

Er, yeah. What's with the outfit?

I'm Ariel from The Tempest. I thought this was an escape room?

Yeah, it's a Tempest themed escape room.

You know, the court gets marooned on a magical island?

I told you it'd be all arty-farty.

Oh, stop it. Don't listen to him. You look amazing.

So do you. I love your outfit.

Oh, thank you. Yeah, Cassius helped me choose it.

He's got really lovely taste, hasn't he?

He really knows what suits me actually.

Right, let's get started.

Hello, everyone, gather round, gather round.

Shall we do introductions?

Oh, well, Julian Fortescue. Theatre director.

Some might say "auteur". HE CHUCKLES

MAN CLEARS THROAT

MAN COUGHS

Talvin Webb.

Wellness entrepreneur and mindset coach.

Two million followers, if anyone's counting. Yeah, man.

Cressida Drake, broadcaster and critic.

Oh, I'm Linda.

Linda Burke. I'm a cleaner.

I won my ticket in the Stratford Star.

- Oh. - Oh.

I'm Frank Hathaway. I'm a private detective.

- And I'm Luella Shakespeare. I'm his partner. - Friend.

- Work. - Without benefits.- Obviously.

None of the, you know, that stuff, no.

Perfect. And I am Ariel,

your spirit guide for this evening.

Please, fortify yourselves for we have a long evening ahead of us.

You are wasted as an emcee. You should be centre stage.

Call me, if you ever tire of servitude, hmm?

Thank you, kind sir.

And where is mine host?

I did not come all this way for cheap champagne.

Oh, I assure you,

Prospero hears all. She will attend.

THUNDER CRASHES

Master?

Are you there?

THUNDER CRASHES

Oh.

My friends, my dearest friends,

welcome to my parlour.

I bid you welcome to The Tempest Trap,

my latest creation.

A living installation.

An experiment in truth, transformation and escape.

Three of you are a part of its DNA.

The other...

What are they doing here? Ooh. They're my friends.

Sorry, I forgot to tell you I invited them.

Course you did, love. It's... it's fine.

The others here as innocent observers.

You will all be taking part in a live test of the game.

The only requirement is...

...you surrender your phones.

THEY SCOFF What?

What if we don't want to play your games?

I also object to the barbed invitation, the NDA.

You haven't changed. Always cutting to the marrow.

Word is you're writing a memoir.

JULIAN LAUGHS

We'll see the manuscript first, surely.

Yeah, my lawyers will want to know how you plan to represent me, Zadie.

Well, are you?

No comment.

And you, of all people,

shouldn't believe every bit of tittle-tattle you read.

It will be perfectly safe.

Zadie, about that signature, I... Look, not now, Julian.

OK.Right.

And so it begins.

An island with no exits.

Every door locked.

Every secret waiting.

I'll see you on the other side.

It's very good, isn't it?

- Oh. - Oh. - LINDA LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

THEY CHUCKLE

LINDA SIGHS

Well, it's better than a night in with the Antiques Roadshow.

LINDA LAUGHS Oh.

Thanks. That was lovely. We'll take that, thanks.

Put that in the office and then you can go.

ZADIE LAUGHS

Rough magic?

I'm just getting started.

Thank you.

So, Linda, you won your ticket in the paper, did you?

Typical Zadie. Never one to miss out on free publicity.

I do all the competitions.

- SHE BURPS Ooh! - Sorry.

THEY LAUGH

So, who told you about this memoir?

I never reveal my sources.

But I trust them implicitly.

You know, I don't know any of this lot.

QUIETLY: Oh, well, I know Cressida a little bit

because she used to be quite famous actually.

There was some kind of, there was some kind of scandal,

I can't remember what, but...

And I know Talvin Webb because he used to be a DJ.

I really need to speak to her.

- Oh, she's downstairs prepping for the game. - No, no, no, no,

this is important. You know, me and her,

we... have unfinished business, you know.

Oh. Sorry, I have my instructions. Sorry.

The thing is, he got heavily into drugs. Mm-hm.

He's Zadie's ex.

But she got him cancelled.

Why did she do that?

Because he was treating her and his other girlfriends like dirt.

So now he's a "wellness influencer". SHE SCOFFS

The irony.

Do you all have a connection with Zadie?

Our paths have crossed.

I gave Zadie her first big break in the West End,

she was art director on my production of The Tempest, 1998,

which you reviewed, I seem to recall.

Did I? Such a long time ago.

Huge success.

That was the last time he had a hit.

She's a bit spiky, isn't she?

Ah, you found a real drink. Good man.

- Oh, sorry, mate. I think you've missed last orders. - Oh!

What's with all the cloak-and-dagger stuff? You know, the NDAs and that?

Typical Zadie. She sent me a cryptic video two weeks ago.

I'd been emailing for months about a re-staging of our '98 Tempest.

Hmm? Huge interest.

Anyway, I'd almost given up and this invitation arrived.

Oh, um, do you know where the, um, facilities are?

Oh, you mean the bog? Um... Well, I...

Erm, Bea... Bea. He wants to go to the... Ah, thanks.

Thank you, dear.

Great work tonight, thanks, guys.

See ya.

Ten minutes hence, brave travellers shall embark.

- That's your ten-minute call, guys. Oh. I need a wee. - Oh.

Was it something I said?

SCREAMING

Oh, what have I missed?

The weather's got worse.

Reminds me of Lear, '87. Real rain on stage.

Stage manager caught pneumonia. Travellers!

Your chariot awaits.

If I get one drop of rain on these clothes, I'm suing.

LUELLA LAUGHS Should I have brought my brolly?

Yeah, you've got to hand it to Zadie,

always knew how to create atmosphere.

Designed the backdrops for my Ibiza sets.

Those who seek the prize must brave the storm.

Don't be shy.

Sorry, sorry, it's just nice to be out of that lift.

OK. Oh, never mind island, it's more like a freezer.

- And now, brave travellers, to the shipwreck. - Oh!

- Oh. - Very good.

That's clever, isn't it?

BIRDS CAW

"Be not afeard,

the isle is full of noises, sounds and sweet airs."

Three trials lie ahead, Caliban's Cave will test your wit,

Ariel's Chamber, your courage,

Prospero's Study, your knowledge.

Your first trial lies within Caliban's Cave.

Unless, of course, you'd rather turn back?

If the clock strikes zero and any of the trials remain,

only the creator of the storm can set you free.

Time waits for no-one.

Well, don't just stand there like stunned mullets, come on.

Yeah. Right. Oh, now, is there a toilet down here?

No. But Zadie can unlock that door

from the control room if you're desperate.

Where's the control room?

- Oh, upstairs. But she can see over the camera. - Oh.

Hello.

- Right, come on. - Yeah, coming.

OK, guys, what have we got?

The Pirates of Penzance.

There's a torch inside this metal case, but it's locked.

The sea chest needs a three-digit code,

but we've got the first two numbers. Eight. Two.

Oh, there's a bottle here. It says number five.

- Oh. - Add number five, number five.

No, no, no, hang on, hang on. Try it in a different order.

- Oh.Oh! - Yes.- Yes!

- Ah!Yeah! - Found it!- Wow.

- Oh.Oh! - That's cute, isn't it? - Look at that.

Oh, it's a key. Ooh, that'll be for here.

Quick.

- OK.Oh. - Oh, slide. Yes.- Ah-ha.

- A torch. A torch, oh. - Ah!

It's like being back in the clubs. Woo-woo!

- Were those symbols on any of the props? - No.

Check the other walls.

No wait, go back.

- Back? - There.

Oh. "Three marks of man the monster learned to fear,

mind, then heart, then voice."

Mind, then heart, then voice?

Mind then... Oh! Mind! I know, I know.

Brain. Heart. Mouth?

Hooray! Oh!

THEY CHEER

Oh!

Oh, look, Julian, it's you.

She's really captured your soft side.

I think it's rather rakish. She's made me part of her vision.

- Yes. - Come on, get through.Should I take this?- Yeah, why not.

- Oh! - Ooh, sorry.

"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."

Welcome to my chamber.

Where up is down and time stands still.

Ariel didn't have a chamber, dear.

No. But Sycorax did.

Who's Sycorax when she's all at home?

She was a very nasty witch who imprisoned Ariel in a tree trunk.

Cressida look, that... that painting looks like you.

Behold Sycorax. Remind you of anyone?

Touche.

Ooh, this is... this is just like a lovely, lovely, spa...

SHE SCREAMS

- Zadie!Bea. - Zadie!- Bea.

Wait, wait, wait.

- Oh, no. - Oh, no.

Is she...?

She's... she's dead.

- Good God. - What?- Poor girl.

Where does this door lead?

The final room. Was anyone else down here?

Just Zadie.

Look, can you all go and wait by the shipwreck, please?

Who put you in charge, man?

I used to be a police officer.

Come on, let Inspector Morse do his work.

There's nothing we can do for her now.

This wasn't an accident. She was coshed with something.

Well, there's no sign of any weapon. Let's get this door open.

- Are you sure this is the right button? - It must be jammed.

Or the electrics are on the blink. Frank.

What's this?

"GTC". Does that mean anything?

Do you think it was Zadie's? I don't think so.

Can you think of any guests or staff,

that might have had those initials? No.

OK. So she came down here to finish prepping the game.

They followed her while we were distracted upstairs.

There was a scream.

I knew I heard something, while I was in the loo earlier.

Well, that puts the time of death just before we came down.

Is there any way anyone else could get in and out of the building?

No. I locked every door myself.

Right, so that means whoever killed her went back upstairs.

And then came back down with us in the lift.

It's one of them.

She may have been theatrically incoherent

but she was still a visionary. Oh, you've changed your tune.

You've been slagging her off for years.

A woman is dead and you are bickering like children.

Do shut up, Mrs Mop. That's enough!

Well, I'm not standing around here waiting for a bloody encore.

- Oh, you can't get out that way. The door's locked. - Then unlock it.

- I can't. The override's not been installed yet. - What?

So we go forward. Open the door to the next room.

I've tried. It's jammed shut.

- Oh! - What happenswhen the clock hits zero?

Everything deadlocked. Total lockdown.

We're trapped. Underground.

Without food or water.

Oh, I knew I shouldn't have given up my phone!

- Guys, it's OK, there's a fire exit. Where? - Somewhere.

Look, there's something else.

Zadie was murdered.

We need to find the exit, get out, call it in.

Yeah, but we need to stick together. Groups of three, minimum.

Wouldn't it be quicker if we split up?

You're missing the point, dear. They think it's one of us.

One of... The killer?

Or maybe it's you?

And we've only got your word you're an ex-cop.

Yeah, well, you'll just have to trust him.

- You had the strongest motive. Me? - She ruined you.

And nobody's buying the wholesome rebrand.

That's enough. Let's just stick to the plan.

Anything useful in there?

Ah, just paint tins and spiders!

Yeah, when she promised immersive, she wasn't joking, was she?

So, you've known Zadie for a long time, haven't you?

Bea said something about "unfinished business,"

- what was that all about? - Yeah, she went to the papers, didn't she,

about saying that you'd been abusive and doing drugs.

Obviously I didn't believe any of it, I just read it,

but it must have been a bit of a career killer.

Sounds like a motive to me.

No, no, that's not what I meant.

I've hurt so many people in my life.

Step nine... you make amends.

So I handed out soup,

tried immersion therapy...

...colonics for "impacted anger" and...

You've got no idea what that does to a man.

All I wanted to do was say sorry and...

Now I'll never know if she would have forgiven me.

What is art, if not illusion?

A storm in a box.

You're not simply guests.

You are survivors.

And what you do next will define you.

It got triggered by accident.

- Oh, for God's sake! - Are you OK?

She wasn't what I expected.

I thought she'd be cold. Aloof. Who, Zadie?

Ladies, ladies. I've found another corridor. Over here.

It's here. It's here!

HE SIGHS

HE PANTS

No. No, no, this can't be happening!

This can't... HE PANTS

HE GRUNTS

It's OK. It's OK. Deep breaths. You can.

Come on. Breathing in,

breathe out. Long. In.

That's right. There's no need... no need to panic.

HE PANTS

Has anyone told anybody where they are tonight?

Anyone who might raise an alarm?

Did you tell Annie?

- No. Cassius? - God, we couldbe down here for weeks.

Don't be ridiculous! Someone will come.

- When are the builders due back? They've got a week off. - Oh!- Oh!

OK, so how long can we last without food or water, do you think?

Three days.

You can last longer without food, but not water.

I know because...

- ...I did Celebrity Survival. - Oh, yes, you were very good in that.

Thank you. First mission, they put me in this coffin. I just...

...I couldn't breathe, I...

We're all going to die!

JULIAN WHIMPERS

- There's not even a toilet here. - What?

THEY SHOUT We're gonna die here!

THEY SHOUT Will everybody calm down?

This is your fault.

You locked us in here! You, you, you and your stupid game!

Enough. It is not her fault.

And we are not going to pop our clogs down here,

now pull yourself together, man!

Oh, Linda, you're like a grenade in a cardie.

All right, keep calm. No, if we're trapped here,

then we're gonna need to find food, water.

We could go through those lockers we found and...

- Good idea. Good idea. - Yes.

Bea, dear, are you all right? Are you OK?

Yeah. I'm OK, yeah. Thanks. You all right now?

Be careful, dear or you'll be his next project.

Zadie wasn't the only one he used.

How dare you.

Come on, hen. Come on.

Well, er...

I'll... I'll just have a look in here and see if there's...

Might be something...

Yeah.

What's wrong?

Maybe Talvin's right. Maybe it is all my fault.

Oh, don't be daft.

Come on. Let's get those wings off. Come on.

Right.

Here. Have this.

What about you?

Oh, I don't feel the cold. Celtic blood.

Better?

I've got into one of the lockers.

Where's Cressida?

I thought she was with you.

Is that why you flinched when she mentioned writing her memoirs?

No, no. She was doing work experience at my company.

We had a minor disagreement, that's all.

I think Cressida might be implying something else.

She would, wouldn't she? Look, Zadie was brilliant,

but she loved a drama.

Next thing I know, she's telling people I used her ideas

and didn't pay her. Absolute rot.

- Do you recognise this? - Er, no. No.

One more thing. You know when we were talking upstairs

- and you went to use the, erm... Oh, yeah, the facilities, yes. - Yeah.

What took you so long? I mean, you were like 20 minutes.

Fine. I vape. Plebeian, I know.

A member of staff showed me to a smoking area on a balcony.

Right. Did you see anyone else out there?

No. No.

What... what are you doing? You shouldn't be in here.

And who made you hall monitor, hmm?

I work for Frank and Lu actually.

Oh, and here was I thinking you were just a sweet little fairy.

You remember what Sycorax did to Ariel?

Relax, darling, only teasing.

Come on. SHE GRUNTS

Oh!

He is slippery. Yeah, well, they all are.

Frank, Luella, I found blood in Ariel's Chamber. Near the entrance.

Cressida was in there, acting all weird.

- I'll check it out. - So...

- Where is she now? - I don't know.

Linda and Talvin are searching the lockers.

Nice cardie. Come on.

Literally, the world's saddest picnic.

- Well, if we don't all die of thirst, indigestion will finish us off. - Mm.

Oh! Where did you learn that trick, public school?

Prison, actually.

- Oh, Luella, look. Maybe our luck's about to change. - Ah.

Well, don't get too excited too early, I know him.

We might have to make these things last quite a while, won't we?

Oh!

On the other hand, maybe I spoke too soon.

Oh, that's... Oh.

Good work, guys. This could be our ticket out of here.

I made a discovery.

- Found it in a vent. - Do you thinkCressida went back to hide it?

Or to wipe off her fingerprints.

But she was over by Zadie's body.

She went back for the pin badge. Why would she want to kill Zadie?

I don't know. There was some kind of scandal around Cressida.

Is this a proper scandal or just tittle-tattle?

That's it, that's it, Frank. Tattlemuse.

It was an online blogger, anonymous, obviously,

but tore strips off of everybody in the art world.

I mean, really vicious stuff.

- And you think Cressida was this Tittlemouse? - Muse.

- Tittlemuse.Tattle. - Tittle. Tattle.Mouse.- Muse.

Yes. I know it was Cressida and I was just wondering,

is Zadie the one that outed her?

I'm right, aren't I?

You blame her for ruining your reputation.

So you came here for revenge. I did nothing of the sort.

Why did you go back to the body then?

Was it because you wanted this?

What?

No. I've never seen that before.

So, why did you go back then?

SHE SIGHS

Because it suddenly occurred to me

that the whole thing was part of Zadie's game.

You know, she stages her own death, locks us in

and then gaslights us into believing that it's all real.

So I went back to see if she was really dead.

- And I wish I hadn't. - Why?

I'm a critic, not a monster.

Now, may I be excused?

Oh, sorry, I'll... Do you want a...

- Oh.Oh!Ooh. - Ooh.- Yeah, oh. Sorry.

Do you believe her? Well, we're running out of suspects.

Right, let's go and check the floor plan

and see if we can find a way out.

Yes, or a toilet maybe. Bea told you there weren't any.

I know, I'm perfectly aware of that, Frank.

Look, it's your own fault for necking all that champagne.

Come on, let's see if we can find an exit

before your bladder stages a mutiny.

HE SIGHS

How annoying, the crossword's already been done. Ah.

Ah, "we few, we happy few."

Just so you know, I'm commandeering the store cupboard as the ladies.

What on earth are you doing, dear? Oh, I'm just divvying them up.

Oh, no, no, no, I've quit sugar. It impairs cognitive function.

So many belief systems, all of them idiotic.

How are you so chilled about dying?

Do you actually believe in anything, Cressida?

Reincarnation. It's marvellous.

As soon as I get to hell, they'll send me straight back.

- Right. We have news. - Ooh.

Where's Linda?

Oh, she's having a... tinkle.

- Frank. - Linda. Are you free? - HE KNOCKS ON DOOR

- Coming. - OK. There we go.

Sorry.

Linda, why did you take the photo of, erm, of Zadie?

I found it in your pocket. It's from the gallery upstairs.

- No reason. - But you saidyou didn't even know her,

you didn't know her work or... Why was it?

Was it something to do with why you looked so sad after the hologram?

What's going on, Linda?

My name's not Linda. It's Tara.

The man in the photo, that's my son, Callum.

He's an artist.

Well, he was.

Zadie mentored him. They fell in love.

When she, erm, when she left him, he fell apart.

Stopped painting. Stopped... stopped everything.

Oh, Linda.

Did you come here for some kind of revenge?

No, no. I...I came to talk to her.

To see if she had any idea of how much she'd hurt him.

How did you get the ticket?

I know the editor of the Stratford Star.

I didn't kill her. I...I didn't.

I'm sure you're having a fascinating conversation,

but you said you had some news.

We've found a possible way out.

There's a ventilation shaft that leads, we think, to the final room.

If we get in, solve the puzzle, we might be able to get out in time.

Well, what are we waiting for? Enough.

Listen, this shaft is really tight. Do you think you can make it?

HE SIGHS Yeah.

Lu?

Lu?

LUELLA SCREAMS Oh! Oh!

- Ah!Oh! - Shut the door! - Oh, sorry.

Oh, in a toolbox as well?

What would Cassius think, eh? Go away!

Are you finished? I'll catch you up.

- You're not doing a number two, are you? - Stop it. Don't be ridiculous.

Right. You go first.

Then you, Bea. Then Talvin, OK?Oh!

Right, come on. I'll, er, I'll come up the rear.

I...I mean, I'll... Yeah. Come on, Linda, erm, Kara. Lara, Tara.

- Tara. - Tara.Let's just stick with Linda.- Yes.

I'm too old for this sort of thing. Speak for yourself, deary.

SHE SIGHS

- Oh. - Oh.

Sorry.

Oh. Careful!

SHE SIGHS

Yes.

- Oh, stuff this! - Luella, no!

Time penalty. We have to cross in the right order.

Sorry. Right, it's a map of the heavens.

So if we triangulate the positions, then...

- Yes, yes. It's a compass rose in disguise. - Yeah.

Well, is that a good thing? There's only one way to find out.

Erm, so is it Gemini, east quadrant?

That's... that's an air sign, to the right.

- The white tile, to the right. Which one? - This white, here.

- So that... That's it. - OK.

Ah, er... OK, so, Sagittarius, fire sign.

Northeast, erm... the red tile.

- The second red tile. Diagonal, up there. Second red one. - Second.

- That's it. - Whoa!OK, what now?- Quick.

It's Capricorn. It's north.

North, no, it's green.

Diagonal, left. Diagonal, left.

THEY CHEER

BELL DINGS

Quick, quick.

Come on, last square on the board.

Oh, thank goodness, the exit.

OK, erm, how... how does this work? Hidden switch.

Well, don't just stand there, help me.

Hold on, I've seen this before. I've seen this diagram,

erm, upstairs, in the gallery. There was...

Yes, we have to turn all the dials towards the sunshine.

- There. - Is that it? Yes!

- Oh. It's stuck, Frank. - Let me try.

It's magnetised or something. Anybody got a bit of paper

or a hair pin or something? Yes. Yeah, yeah.

Oh, be quick.

Ten, nine, eight... Come on.

Hurry, Frank.

...six, five, four, three... Frank?

Yes!

THEY CHEER Well done, Mr Hathaway.

I told you not to panic, eh?

HE LAUGHS

- The next time someone says "immersive," I am gone. - Lu.

Well, she cured your claustrophobia. Well, that's true.

Eh, who needs therapy when you've got Linda

shaking you like a snow globe. Oh, yeah, sorry about that.

I've already prepared my review, one star.

Too long, no interval.

- My dears, we have escaped the storm. Phew! - Stop.

- Hmm? - The storm's not over yet. - Not for you.

Sorry?

You and Zadie were never really friends, were you?

Yes. She... she invited me here.

My... my portrait was part of her vision.

But there was no sign of you upstairs in the gallery.

It's like you'd been erased. Artists are temperamental,

fragile. Good heavens, how would you know?

Bea, tell him what you told us.

Zadie invited you because she felt sorry for you.

She heard that you'd fallen on hard times and couldn't get any work.

You thought that she was gonna sign the contract, didn't you?

- No. - After we spoke, that's where you went.

You came down here, to find her.

Gorgon Theatre Company.

Yes, that's... that's my business, yes.

GTC.

It's yours, isn't it?

We found it by the body.

You killed Zadie. You hit her with a candlestick.

I just... I...I...

I just... I needed her help.

She wouldn't listen!

I'm begging you. I've got debtors crawling all over me.

Your name attached would save me. You owe me.

I don't owe you anything.

- You didn't nurture me, Julian, you took from me. - What?

And that's my design. My IP. It's my logo.

You haven't changed.

I made you, Zadie. Without me, you'd be nothing!

You didn't make me, Julian!

You fed off me, like a parasite.

I would never work with you again, even if my life depended on it.

You...

SHE SCREAMS

Don't come any closer.

Tonight... wasn't about revenge.

The barbs, the NDAs,

that was just theatre to draw you in.

The truth is... I wanted to forgive you.

Even Prospero forgave his enemies.

I wanted to believe that I could too.

Ah!

- Ah! - Ahhhh!

Was that OK? A bit dramatic, I know.

SHE LAUGHS

Story of my life.

You!

HE GROANS

I mean, this is a new low, even for your standards.

You look like you've come out of some sort of a cult.

We could have starved to death in there.

- You were only in there an hour. Well, it felt longer. - Yeah.

All right, enough. You lot, join us, please.

All right, I'm gonna need statements from all of you.

I'm sorting out the transport, so just stay put.

- Thank you, Joe le Taxi. - Yeah. - What's that?

Doesn't matter.

She was a remarkable woman.

I wish I'd known her better.

She just wanted to forgive, to move on.

Yeah. When I explain to Callum,

maybe it'll bring him some comfort.

Right. First car's here. You three, let's go.

- See you at the station. - See you. - See you in a bit.

Does nearly dying make you re-evaluate your life choices?

I did think, at one point, if this is how I'm gonna die,

then at least I've met the love of my life.

- What, me? - Cassius.

What about you, Bea, any regrets? You still enjoy working with us?

Can't get away, can I? Always end up in the middle of a murder.

Oh, there's no escape from Shakespeare and Hathaway.

HE LAUGHS THEATRICALLY All right, guys, last car's here.

You know, if you flutter your eyelids,

- he might take you to the chippy on the way. - Ah.

It's 2026, we could just probably ask him.

Oh, come on, Lu. I could murder a saveloy.

Help me get over the shock of seeing you have a wee.

Oh. No. One more word, Frank Hathaway.

- Did you? - And you, Bea Gardiner.

- Please can we never talk about it again? - Yeah, I did.

Hi. Could we go to the chip shop?

We've been trapped for hours.

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