Malory Towers (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 12 - Malory Towers - full transcript

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WHISPERS: It's for you.

From my brothers.

Penny Sweets.

Ooh. Try.

Yes, sir.

Who gave you permission to be here?

We saw a letter in the post.

All parcels and letters need to
be checked

before you get your dirty paws on
them.

You know the rules.

Sorry, we, ah... We forgot.



What a convenient slip.

Just making sure they are
what they claim to be.

Back to the dorm, you two.

Oh, my giddy aunt.

Look at the photograph
in the newspaper article.

It's a sculpture.

It's the sculpture I found
in the grounds

the day of the dance lesson.

Right. Get well soon.

See, it definitely is the same one

and it says here that it was stolen.

"Valuable artefacts were taken
from homes across Cornwall."

Maybe the thief hid it under the ivy
where you found it.

I don't understand.



Why was there stolen art
in the school grounds?

Well, it's a mystery but who
wouldn't want to solve it?

No, Darrell, this isn't a game.

A thief at large is a serious,
grown-up business.

Well, let's ask Ron if he's seen
anything untoward.

No, we shouldn't.

We're not allowed to talk to ground
staff and you know that.

Come on, Mary-Lou, let's go tell
Miss Johnson.

I...

CLANG!

What was that?

SHE CLOSES THE DOOR

What are you doing?

Nothing. Where did you get that?

In here?

I found this key on the floor

and it fitted this old padlock.

What's under that tarp?

I always thought it was some
old school furniture

but look at this.

Oh, my goodness. It's jam packed
with stuff.

Look, it's the stolen sculpture,

this is where it disappeared to.

So, could that mean...?

This is where the art thief is
hiding their spoils.

Which explains the fake owl
noises at night.

Oh, and the restless horses.

Wouldn't it be exciting if we catch
the thief and solve the mystery?

Do you recall the day of the dance?

Mary-Lou is quite sure that's
the statue she saw.

It looked like it was famous.

And the article said it was stolen
from a local stately home.

Which means the thief has been in
the school grounds.

What if they come back?

SHE LAUGHS

There was no sculpture.

I came to look, remember?

No, th-there was, the thief
must have just moved it.

I admire your imaginations,
girls,

but this is very far fetched.

Miss Johnson, if there is a thief at
large,

then we're worried for our safety.

No need for that.

I will look into it but it is

nothing for you girls to get
involved in.

Now, back to your end of term
duties.

Right.

Off you go.

So?

It's not good.

Miss Johnson isn't really
interested.

But now we've discovered the stolen
goods, we have proof.

Should we go direct to the police?

Will they listen to school girls?

We could try to solve it ourselves.

I don't think that's wise, Jean.

What if it's dangerous?

Gwen's right, we should find a

member of staff and get them to
contact the police.

We could tell Matron or Mam'zelle.

Well, they don't always take us
seriously.

Miss Grayling takes us seriously,
we should get a message to her.

No, Miss Johnson would hate that

and you're undermining her
authority.

As head of form I'd have to report
you for that.

As head of form, it's time you
looked out for our interests

instead of hers for a change.

We must tell Miss Grayling, Gwen,

this is her school, too, she

deserves to know what's going on.

But how are we going to contact her?

I mean, the phone in the hall is not
working

and we can't get to the one in
Ms Johnson's

study or the one in the san.

We can't, no...

..but someone can.

Bed!

What can I do for you, young lady?

I have a letter for Bill.

Wilhelmina. Give it here.

I've had enough of you girls
treating this san

like it is Paddington Station.

Actually, I was thinking...

That's mine.

How many times do I have to say it?

All letters and cards must be
checked.

"Get well soon,

"know your onions."

Honestly, what a silly message.

I will never understand you girls.

Call hospital...

..art thief at large. Miss Grayling

must return to school urgently.

Matron, Matron!

Yes.

Have you seen Thunder today?

Not yet, no.

So lovely seeing my friends earlier
and

made me think of poor Thunder,

how he's all alone at the stables.

Well, no, he has a groom.

Well, I know he's getting fed and
watered, but...

.. not fussed over, not loved.

Please can I see him?

I wasn't born yesterday. I know if I

let you go down there, you will not
come back.

Oh, for goodness' sake, I will go.

Operator.

Cliffview General Hospital,
please.

I must speak with Miss Elizabeth
Grayling.

So, these are the stolen items.

The sculpture that Darrell and I
found in the woods

and we also have these paintings

that were published in the paper.

And we asked Ron to tell us the
moment he hears or sees anything.

Yes, but by the time he's run up to
tell us, the thief will be gone.

No, they won't.

Wait a jiffy.

What's that?

The tin can phone Alicia sent us.

Of course! Good thinking, Ellen.

So how does this phone work?

Simple.

The wire goes out of our window
and across the yard,

talking causes little vibrations
in the air,

so when you speak into the can,

they pass along the wire and into
the other can -

or that's the theory.

Hello?

Hello.

Pull the line taut.

Hello, Darrell, come in, it's Ron.

Oh, it's working.

Mission under way!

Copy that, Romeo, Oscar, November,

standing by.

Irene...

..name Henry VIII's six wives.

Um, Catherine of Aragon,

Anne Boleyn, Jane Seymour...

..Catherine Howard...

Miss Grayling?

Do not fool with me, Irene.

No, she's here.

She's telling the truth,

Miss Grayling's back!

Girls, control your excitement.

Sit back down - now.

I shall go and welcome
Miss Grayling,

you shall stay and complete your
work here.

Headmistress, what a wonderful
surprise.

I couldn't miss the end of term,

not after the girls asked for me.

I do apologise,

they should never have done that.
Not at all.

You must be exhausted after your
journey. Yes.

Hmm. I'm so sorry,

I would have moved my things if I'd
known to expect you.

KNOCK AT DOOR

The girls should not be bothering
you, I... Come in.

Miss Grayling, we want to say
welcome back from all of us,

we have so much to tell you.
Darrell, what happened to study?

Did you get our message about
the art thief?

I did.

Please, don't worry, I will hear all

your concerns in good time.

But for now, Miss Johnson
and I need to...

..debrief. Thank you, Darrell.

What is this art thief the girls
are so worried about?

The girls have been harping
on about that to me, too.

Such imagination.

We should look into it, though.

Oh, I am, don't worry.

Now, we must look after you.

All this can wait till tomorrow.

I'm sure you'll want to recover
from your travels.

I do.

But there is someone I'd like to
speak to first.

GIRLS CHATTER

Gwendoline, Miss Grayling would like

to see you in her study now.

But I haven't done anything wrong.

She's asked to see the head
of form.

That is you, isn't it?

Gwen, this is perfect, you can tell

her all about the art thief.

I don't have to do anything.

CAN RATTLES

Everyone, quick, look.

Oh, my goodness.

Ron? Come on, the thief is moving
art now,

the van's here.

Wait there, I'll be right down.

Darrell, what is it, what's
happening?

A van's arrived at the stables, Ron

says they're taking everything out
of the stall.

Now all the evidence will be gone.

Miss Grayling needs to know now,
before the thief leaves,

we can't rely on Gwen.

You're right. Sally, you go to
Miss Grayling,

I'll run straight to the
stables. Wait, Sally, I...

Ah! So sorry!

Where are you off to in such a
hurry?

Nowhere, I have a message
for Miss Grayling.

She's busy with Gwendoline.

Perhaps I can help.

What is it, Sally?

It's about the art thief,

we found them, the stolen objects
in the stables.

Stables?

Is this art thief all some

kind of prank?

It's not a prank, it's true.

Right. There's a lot of
silliness going on today.

I shall tell Matron to make sure no
other girls leave the building

and, you, back to the dorm.

Yes, Miss Johnson.

All the better for being back
at school,

Now, when did you become the head
of third form, Gwendoline?

After Sally came back from the
mumps,

Miss Johnson thought she wasn't up
to it.

What an honour, she must value you.

She does.

She said she can trust me to tell

her the other girls' secrets.

Really?

And how do the girls feel about
that?

Do they also feel they can
trust you?

I don't know.

Something doesn't feel quite right

about reporting back but...

..if that's the job, then I have to
do it, don't I?

If something doesn't feel quite
right...

..that's your instinct speaking

and it's a job that you don't
have to do.

Your instinct was right.

Really?

I can see how Miss Johnson may have
felt

it helped her keep order.

I know I wouldn't have been happy
in your position.

I'd feel I was betraying the trust
of my peers.

But I don't think... A test of a
true leader

is to trust your own judgment.

So, next time...

..be brave enough to follow your
gut.

Thank you, Miss Grayling.

Now...

..bearing all that in mind...

..what can you tell me about this
art thief?

Well... Miss Grayling, may
I have an urgent word?

Um... A private, urgent word?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

Ron to Darrell, Darrell, come in.

Ron.

Too late, you missed it, the van's

gone, all loaded.

I know, well, did you get a good
look at the thief?

Yeah, you won't believe...

Good, then we can get the police
a decent description of him.

Darrell, it wasn't a him...
Why is this left?

They must have heard me moving, took
off in a hurry.

Can you move it, hide it somewhere
in case the van comes back for it?

Of course, I'll use a wheelbarrow.

Wizard, then I'll tell Miss Johnson,

she'll have to believe us now.

Oh, she'll believe you, all right.

What makes you say that?

I've been trying to tell you,

the van driver, it's her.

But it can't be.

It is, I saw her with my own two

eyes, clear as day, moments ago.

You're acting head is a crook.

That's preposterous,

she's a respectable woman.

How could you think she's a thief?

Because Ron just saw her.

This must be why she's been keeping
us from the stables all term.

I'm sorry, Darrell, but I agree
with Miss Johnson,

your imaginations really are running
wild with you these days.

You have to agree, Gwen, it makes
sense.

Everyone stop squabbling, please.

It can't be Miss Johnson, I've been

watching her for the last half an
hour.

She hasn't moved from
Miss Grayling's study, not once.

But that's impossible.

Did you see her for yourself?

No, but I trust Ron's word.
Over mine.

I saw her too, we both can't be
right.

But why would he lie?

To protect himself.

He may not be the thief but he has
to be collaborating.

I can't understand how he couldn't
have noticed.

Bet he's making a nice bit on the
side.

Gwen. As head a form, it's my duty

to report this to staff right now.

No, you can't, not without looking
into it further, he's our friend.

Yes, it's true. You can't do that.

No, we can.

All the evidence is pointing towards
him, Darrell,

you're not listening to me.

Quiet, everyone.

Darrell's right, Gwen, we have to
do him justice.

And we can't tell the teachers
why we're fighting.

We have to agree on what you should
say.

We should hold a class court
and vote on what to do.

Very well, let's have a class court.

But my instinct's telling me that

we really should be reporting Ron.

No, it's so out of character.

GIRLS BICKERING

Stop it!

He's my friend too but you have to
look at the facts.

I mean, the sculpture did go missing

after we told him about it.

And the art was hidden in the
stables where he works.

But he didn't know it was there.

If he were the thief, why on earth

would he have called us to alert us
the art had been taken?

It's a double bluff to make him

seem innocent so that you'd arrive

too late and then be taken in.

I'm sorry, Darrell,

I don't want to think this of Ron

but Gwen's theory seems most
plausible.

Do you really give up on your
friends this quickly?

Because I don't, I fight for mine.

Miss Johnson is not the thief,
Darrell.

Ron, he just has to be involved.

Sally, what did you say?

You said Miss Johnson was right

outside Miss Grayling's door the
whole time.

Was she close enough to listen in?

What did you say, just before she
went in.

Miss Grayling wanted to know what we
discovered about the thief.

What if she timed her entrance
to interrupt?

Don't be ridiculous, she'd never
stoop to a trick like that.

I wouldn't put it past her. What if
she is involved somehow?

Let's just vote.

Everyone who believes that Ron is
guilty on the evidence

please stand over there with Sally.

And those who think he's innocent

and we should keep investigating,
stand with me.

I'm sorry, Darrell.

It's not that I'm certain Ron's the
thief...

..but...

..we need to tell the adults now.

That's three against four, it's
decided.

What about Bill?

She deserves her vote, too.

Innocent?

But you didn't even let me tell
you all of the evidence yet.

The Ron I know is a loyal friend
who helped save Thunder's life.

Wilhelmina, you shouldn't let
emotion sway your judgment.

Well, you shouldn't try pressuring
me into changing my vote.

It's just because it's four
against four now and...

..it's going to be up to me as head
of form to make the final decision.

Isn't that what you want? No.

I don't want half of the class
to hate me.

Please, Wilhelmina, could you,

could you just vote on the other
side

and then we'd have the majority.

You know, there is a third way.

You could tell Miss Grayling that

you think Miss Johnson's up
to something

and let her figure out how Ron could
have seen her there.

What on earth are you doing?

Following my instincts and trusting
my gut.

That's what Miss Grayling
said to do.

Gwendoline, are you feeling all
right?

I need to speak to Miss Grayling.

Oh, I'm afraid she's indisposed.

What did you need her for?

I really don't want to trouble
you.

As she's back now, it's probably
best I go directly to her.

My goodness, Gwendoline, I would

hope after we've worked together so
well all term

that you could trust me
as I trust you.

Let's not trouble Miss Grayling
with something I can solve.

What is it?

Don't let your desire to please

your friends cloud your judgment.

You're better than that.

Some of us girls think a staff

member is helping the art thief.

What?

Who?

The stable boy.

Stable boy?

Ron Gilson.

He's been howling around all sorts
of accusations and

he even claimed that he saw the art
thief.

And who did he see?

I know it's laughable,
Miss Johnson, but...

..he claimed he saw you.

Bill will vote him innocent,
I guarantee it.

Ellen, if you're still uncertain,
you can change your vote.

POLICE SIRENS WAIL

What's that?

Is that a police car?

Oh, no, Ron. How do they know?

Someone must have called them.

Gwen. Oh, my goodness.

Gwen, what did you do?

Gwen, did you already tell them
you think Ron is the thief?

I had to, Miss Johnson made me.

How could you?

Because this is serious, Darrell.

And it's scary, I...

We're just schoolgirls,

we can't fix this on our own.

What if they arrest Ron?

Well, if he's innocent, then he'll

be able to prove it, won't he?

Darrell, Darrell wait.

I never would have thought
it of him, he hid it so well.

It's her, you have to believe me.
You can explain everything later.

Can't say I'm surprised, I never
trusted that look in his eye.

Matron, you know I wouldn't do
this.

No, I have to stop them!

Look, if you're truly convinced
he's innocent...

..then I'll try and help you prove
it. Really?

Yes, but charging out there
won't help him.

Better to watch and listen and
make a plan for later.

At least we can turn the page
on this sorry chapter.

We can focus on the future.

Well, I hope the police recognise
that he's only small fry.

Perhaps he can lead them to the
bigger criminals.

It will be distressing
for the girls,

they were most fond of him.

You go back and tell the others
before they start to fret.

I need to check something quickly.

I'll only be a tick.

Miss Johnson?

Wait!

Stop!