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MUSIC: BETTER OFF ALONE INSTRUMENTAL
# Do you think you're better off alone?
Take a selfie with your wish.
You're doing what Roche did.
RED ROSE ALERT
Please, can you read it?
Red rose.
Rose red.
Let me speak now with the dead.
Red rose.
Rose red.
Let me speak now with the dead.
Red rose.
Rose red.
Let me speak now...
Red rose.
SHE GASPS Rose red.
SHE WAILS Let me speak now with the dead.
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
Red rose.
Rose red.
Let me speak now with the dead.
It was Roche.
She was there. She was just...
RED ROSE ALERT
Just...delete it.
Do you not want to know what happened to Roche?
Do you want to bury your head in the sand like Ant?
I'm here, aren't I?
Ant's right.
This is dangerous.
After Roche...
..I won't let anything hurt you.
Do you want me to stay?
TEXT ALERT
It's Ash.
Wren,
did you post a selfie with the mirror?
I couldn't have done.
Wren?
Rochelle?
DOOR CREAKS OPEN
Wren, were that you?
DOOR CLOSES
TEXT ALERT
# She, she used to live near his brother
# Now she's an unmarried mother
# With another on the way
# He's second rate
# Twisted out of shape
# And God, he looks a state
# It costs so much to look so rough
# They go to town
# They like to shop around
# And look at all those things
# At all those things they never wanted anyway
# She hates his hair, that stupid coat he wears
# But sometimes second best is the best that you can get
# Oh yeah, oh somebody told me...#
MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND
Mum?
Liam?
MUSIC CONTINUES
MUSIC STOPS
All right, you, enough of that. It's time for some fresh air.
GAMES CONSOLE SHOOTING NOISES
HE GASPS What you doing?
Out now. Fresh air.
Yeah. Love you, too. Uh-huh(!)
PHONE ALERT
PHONE ALERTS QUICKEN
LOUD BANG AND SHRIEK
CRIES OF PAIN
Ow! Ow, ow, ow!
You're OK. You're OK, Mum. You're OK.
I've hurt myself. I've hurt my hip. It's OK. Come here.
Oh, no! I don't know what I've done.
Trust me, Mum. Look, I've got you. I've got you. I promise.
Thanks for coming.
I'm just really worried about Wren.
Her outburst at the funeral, and...
I understand. We know how harmful social media can be for teenagers.
There were messages on Rochelle's phone when it was given to us.
No, this is more than that.
Wren said there was something on her phone, something...
We can take the phone and check.
Take my teenage daughter's phone?
Do you have any riot gear?
If Wren wants to surrender her phone, that's up to her.
If she does hand it over, she'll be lucky to get it back at all.
SHE SIGHS Well, thanks for coming.
Any time.
If anything, anything comes up, just call us.
Thanks. DOOR CLOSES
Morning, loves. You want something to eat?
Maybe coffee? Wren, breakfast?
What about Noah? Can I get you anything?
CHAIR SCRAPES THE FLOOR
I'm good, ta. I best head home.
I haven't seen Mum since the funeral,
so thanks for letting me stay.
Oh, you're welcome.
I'll see you at Vinny's.
Bye. See ya.
You need to make things right with Vinny.
Wren, what you said in the church...
I couldn't say nowt. People think...
It don't matter what the mob thinks.
It matters what Vinny thinks.
What about what I think?
DOORBELL RINGS
Answer that.
Who is it?
No-one.
Bin's blown over.
SHE GROANS
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
SHE WHIMPERS
RED ROSE ALERT
DOOR OPENS Why are you cleaning the path?
Think you best get ready. Come on.
I hope he likes lasagne.
Maybe we should have coordinated. Should have made a hotpot.
It'll all go. No, it's great, lasagne.
I've not been here in ages.
Mm.
Roche was uncomfortable with people seeing her house.
This kitchen's never had so many people it.
Tea? Lads, fancy a brew?
Mm-hm? Yeah.
HE SIGHS
Sorry.
No milk.
I can pop out and get you some?
No. You're all right.
It's good of you to offer, though.
And come over.
We're dead nice like that.
WHISPERING: Vinny...
..I'm sorry about what I said at the church...
..but I think you need to know Rochelle's phone...
It were an accident.
It's what Wren meant to say at church.
It's what we all think.
It's like she's still here.
Her stuff's flipping everywhere.
HE SIGHS
Here, help yourself.
Oh!
Carr's pasties.
These are mine by rights.
How by rights?
It's, er, compensation...
..for when I used to buy her free ones.
VINNY CHUCKLES She always was good at hustling.
KNOCK AT DOOR
VINNY CLEARS HIS THROAT
OK.
Probably another lasagne.
Excuse me, kids.
Ashley told me about last night.
What are you playing at with the mirror?
It's bad enough everyone thinks you bullied Roche
without you copying her.
You need to drop it like Vinny asked you to.
Rochelle was on my phone last night.
And this morning.
I'm going for a piss.
I'm going. Make sure she doesn't do anything stupid.
TAP DRIPS
SHE STRAINS
WHISPERED: Wren?
TAP DRIPS
KNOCK ON DOOR
DOOR OPENS
SHE WHIMPERS Oh, no.
SHE SOBS I know. I know.
It's just a bath.
I love you. See ya, Taz. In a bit.
Text me, yeah? Yeah, will do. Bye. Love you. Later.
TEXT ALERT
Wren, you've just tagged me and you in a post,
saying we spent the night together.
You know I couldn't have done that.
It's using your camera.
Look, the two Jennas have already shared it.
"Slut." "Slut."
"Whore."
Everybody hates me.
SHE SIGHS
Oi, Davis!
Did you shag Wren?
Oh! Look at who it is!
You slag! Look who it is! THEY LAUGH
JEERING OFF-SCREEN
Ignore them. No.
No, we can't be seen together, OK?
The two Jennas are just going to start shit that I can't deal with
right now, so I'm going to go. Wren?
I'll say something to the two Jennas.
Oh, don't. You'll just make it worse.
They think that I stole her boyfriend and made her kill herself.
Stop listening to them, then.
Wren, you have nowt to be ashamed of. Don't let them get to you.
You deleted it yet?
Nope. We're researching.
Researching?
Red Rose. Thought we'd do something useful until Wren needs us.
Oi, Ant! Get back here!
You know where I stand on this. I do.
But this isn't just about Wren.
It's for Rochelle, too.
None of us should be alone right now.
Can you just hang around with us?
I'll throw in a free chocolate bar.
Fine, if I must.
Well, do I not get one?
Who do you think I am...
..Willy Wonka?
DOOR OPENS
Oh.
Noah.
Are you OK?
Where were you?
Sorry, I was at Wren's.
Maybe drop me a text next time, love.
Sorry.
No, no.
No, it's OK.
There's a lot going on.
Come here.
I can't imagine how you're feeling.
Rochelle, she...
..she was one of a kind.
HE SOBS Oh, son!
PHONE RINGS
Well, hello there.
To what do I owe this pleasure?
Stop posting that Wren's a slut.
She was Roche's best mate.
She had nowt to do with her death.
He's pissed off.
Like he could kick someone's head in.
THEY LAUGH
Me and Jenna are going to Foot Factory tomorrow.
Why don't you come talk to us about it there?
Take them down and I'll think about it.
BOTH: Ooh!
THEY GIGGLE
Have you tried Reddit or Google?
Brilliant suggestions.
You're a bit of a brain box, aren't you?
I can't believe I didn't think of that.
How about I run the shop and you do this, yeah?
SHOP DOOR OPENS
What's that?
It's for my vision board.
Some folk are happy knocking around Bolton forever.
Diana? Lady Diana Spencer to you.
I don't get it. What's not to get?
It's Britain's greatest tragedy.
Oh, thank you.
A young girl brought in to bring new blood to the Royal family.
All she did were love Charles and the kids.
But the world had other plans.
Does that include you and her going to Paris?
Where it all happened.
I wish. Not saved enough yet.
You know, if you get a Eurostar ticket enough in advance,
it's cheaper.
Yeah, but I'm waiting for a special occasion.
People who say that, they never end up doing it.
Hiya, love.
Just a paper and a bottle of vodka, please.
Antony, hiya.
I thought you'd gone into town.
I'm just...
Actually, I'll just take this.
SHE CLEARS THROAT
Sorry.
Here.
I'll see you later.
Bye.
Ta-ra, loves.
Do you know her?
She proper reeked of vodka, like cheap vodka.
Did anyone else smell it?
Yeah.
I think...
..I think I've got to go.
SHOP DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
What?
How are the milkshakes?
Lovely.
Really? Mine smells weird.
Here, have a sniff.
You know, you girls can tell me anything, right?
Yeah. Mm.
Can you remember what Rochelle was doing when she was
looking after you? Like where?
In her bedroom or in the woods?
In the woods? Yeah.
We made a big fire.
Rochelle was acting strange.
Oh.
She was scared by something.
What? It was something we couldn't see.
And then... We saw...
What? What did you see?
It... It was something by the back door.
But then Rochelle came back and we played church.
How do you play church?
We wore rosary beads.
We could play some time.
Yeah.
Maybe another day.
RED ROSE ALERT
Rochelle's phone did that.
You should throw it away. I can't.
Why not? I speak to my mates on it.
Can you speak to Rochelle?
RED ROSE ALERT
Drink up.
THEY KNOCK
Hey, my little ladies. Mwah!
I hope you were good for Wren.
They were amazing. Come on. Bye, girls.
Bye. Bye.
Thanks, love.
Erm...
Listen, I was...
..I was wondering if you wanted to take some stuff of Rochelle's,
so it's, you know, still used?
Oh.
No, Vinnie, I...
I'm sorry, I couldn't.
Go on. Please, Wren.
OK.
DOOR CREAKS
TV: Perhaps something that might make a lot of money or not.
PHONE VIBRATES
Just walking past the shelves of bric a brac, I spotted this...
TV CONTINUES
MESSAGE ALERTS
Wren.
Are you there?
Wren, why are you not fucking talking to me?
Wren.
You come all this way and say nowt.
Talk to me, you dickhead!
Wren.
Wren!
SHOUTS: Wren!
WREN WHIMPERS Wren.
Wren. Wren.
Wren.
Look, I'm so sorry.
Wren. Wren. Wren. Wren. I'm so sorry.
CHURCH BELL CHIMES
Sorry I'm late.
I had a job interview.
You know, I used to come here when I was a kid.
My grandma would bring me here.
We never sat this far forward though.
Why?
She never felt good enough.
It's really rubbish, Wren.
It's my fault.
No.
SHE SNIFFS
And I would know.
Why'd you do it?
It's funny because people think...
..that fights are these big things.
They are not.
You can finish him in a moment.
I just wish mine had ended differently.
Me too.
I hurt Rochelle.
But you didn't kill her.
I ignored her.
The whole town thinks it were my fault.
Wren...
..people love to blame.
In my case, you know, they have a right to.
But with you...
..they're just looking for a scapegoat.
Don't let them get to you.
And if they do...
..think, Wren.
Think.
Before you do something you might regret.
What's your gut tell you?
It's not my fault.
Why am I not surprised?
What?
I downloaded this app, something that I think had something to do
with Rochelle's death.
But...
..it's hidden itself.
Try the screen grabbing thing next time.
You believe me?
Yeah, why wouldn't I?
Hey, Ash. I'm heading to the Fudge Factory
to make peace with the two Jennas. Speak later.
Are you lost?
I wish. You look like you've been for a jog.
Wren needs us.
Daadaji.
Can you give us a lift?
Yeah.
She needs me.
They all do.
They kind of see me like their leader, so...
What are you on about?
Very well.
Let us go forth and help your friends.
DOOR CREAKS OPEN
DOOR BANGS SHUT
Hello?
DOOR OPENS
DOOR BANGS SHUT
HE PANTS
PHONE PINGS
Oh, shit.
Oh, look who it is.
We got you this.
Thanks.
Leave Wren alone.
Straight to business.
Chelle's funeral was sad.
Oh, really sad.
But you looked so handsome.
Bet you wanted to look your best for Rochelle.
Look, me and Rochelle weren't...
How long were you two together?
We weren't together.
But you kissed? Yeah, but that wasn't a real kiss.
What happened with Wren last night, then? Were that real?
I slept on the floor.
Wren ain't a nun. She moves fast.
People with no shame will do that.
Being a weirdo as well. Why does she keep posting
about the two of you and stuff about Rochelle?
A like's a like. She's sly. Just like her dad.
Killing must run in the family. She didn't kill anyone.
Her dad did, Tommy Lostock. He was my auntie's neighbour.
Basically family.
Definitely.
And if it weren't for Rick, he'd still be here.
And if it weren't for Wren... Enough! ..Rochelle would be.
Just leave her alone. That's all I'm asking.
Noah? What are you doing?
Here we go.
Look, I'm here to just say, can we not keep doing this?
We're doing nowt. You're the one being a drama queen.
Why do you keep posting weird shit? I get that that's confusing.
Confusing? More like mental.
Stop it. It's not Wren's fault.
Noah, I can talk for myself.
Look, it's not me, it's...
I'll take the post down.
Just, please, I miss her.
MOBILE PHONES ALERT
WREN ON MOBILES: I am so sorry!
What the fuck is this, then?
WREN ON PHONE: I am so sorry!
I am so sorry!
Are you at her grave?
No, I...
I didn't post... Wren, you said you'd message us if owt happened.
She's using Rochelle's death to get likes.
This is what I'm on about. Why the fuck are you sharing this?
It's sick. She should be locked up!
Leave her alone. It's not her fault. It's Red Rose.
Right, I think we should all chill. You need putting in your place.
Oh, it's kicking off now. Why do you have to be like this?
Wren! Can we talk? Outside.
Wren, look, I'm sorry.
I should have been there, and I know...
Look, you're here now. It's fine.
Yeah? Yeah.
Oh, Jesus!
Right, don't look back.
Just ignore them, whatever you do, just ignore them.
Oi, Davis!
You bustle in, telling me what's shit, and then you post that?
You are a sly little bitch who back-stabbed her best mate.
Don't! Ciaran said you did this to Rochelle.
How do you like it? Stop it! Leave her alone.
She didn't leave you alone last night. We didn't do anything.
I slept... With Wren. Yeah, we know.
I feel so fucking sorry for your mum.
I mean, first your dad, now you.
Psycho must just run in the family, eh?
SHE SPITS
CROWD: Oh!
Oh! Oh!
Get off me! Get off me!
CROWD: Ohhhhh!
Noah, are you all right?
Noah. Fuck this!
Come back.
Delete it, mate.
I'm not your mate.
Just delete it, you lanky glass of milk.
Fucking what?!
Right, stop. Go!
Stop.
Dickheads!
She's speaking to me. That's not Rochelle.
What is it, then?
I found something.
Please be relevant.
A girl called Alyssa.
She...
She's done similar stuff to Rochelle with the same hashtags and all.
But some of the accounts that liked Alyssa's post
also liked Rochelle's posts.
Her timeline's normal, then she starts posting weird shit
like Rochelle.
Summat changed.
Why would she kill herself?
I don't think she did.
I'm sorry it's not...
..good news.
No, thanks, Taz.
It's important. I just want to help.
SHE SIGHS
MOBILE PINGS
Guys, look.
Oh, God, Manchester.
"Come with me if you want to live."
It's a quote from Terminator.
A goodie says it.
It's a sign. I don't think this is Red Rose.
I'm really quite confused.
What shall we do, Wren?
Tomorrow I'll go to Manchester.
VOICE OF ROCHELLE: Wren! Are you there?
Oh, I know you're there.
And I thought you should know.
I did it because of you.
Whatever you are, you are not her.
Of course I am!
Don't you know a dickhead when you hear one?
Yeah.
And you're not.
If you don't think I'm Rochelle,
then why are you still talking to me?
Because you're going to tell me what happened to her.
I did what I was told.
And you will, too.
I'll be seeing you very soon in the garden.
Goodnight, WREN.
Fucking hell!
# I dream I see
# Neon lights that read to me
# And come inside... #