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Anthony

2008-06-12T09:27:16Z

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'''Antony "Toe" Phillips''' is [[Lee]]'s older brother. In [[The Family Phillips]] it is revealed that Lee looks to Antony for support and possibly a bodyguard.

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Sam Donovan

A Woman Scorned

2008-06-12T02:23:14Z

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| caption = Lunch is ready and there's some roasted Carl on the menu...
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| description = Carl burnt me. Now it's my turn.
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==Transcript==
'''Sarah:''' Well, I was right. Prom was... different. Um. I don't know what to say about Gina. I got to know her as well as anyone could. But Emma's right. She was strong and... a little guarded. Naive. She didn't deserve what happened to her. A-as for me, it's ''(rubs face with hands)'' complicated. I suppose you guys are wondering why I didn't come home for two days after what happened. I ran through the woods. I ran until my legs gave out. I couldn't breathe. My throat closed up. I- I guess I was dehydrated. And then I found a road. And I passed out. I guess that's what I get for spiking the punch. The next thing I remember, I woke up in the back seat of some woman's car. I guess she was taking me to the hospital. When we stopped at a stop light, I got out of the backseat because I wasn't taking ''any'' chances. I walked on foot for a couple miles, and I found a Denny's. I used the payphone outside to call Daniel, and he and Jonas came and got me. I was in a pretty bad state.

''(Cut to Sarah, walking over to a desk with a brown paper bag. She sets it down on the floor. Cut to Sarah, carrying over a small box and hat. She sets the box on the desk. And roughly throws the hat into the brown paper bag. Opening the box, Sarah takes out an envelope, rolling her eyes as she does so. She takes out the card and shows it to the camera; the cover says, "LOVE". She takes a photograph out of the card before throwing it away, then rips the photo in two.

''(Cut to Sarah removing roses from the box and shaking her head before disposing of them. Cut to Sarah, opening up a cardboard jewelry box and taking out a single earring. She drops it into the brown bag, staring at the camera. She then roughly throws the rest of the box into the bag. Cut to Sarah throwing away an unidentified, hard object. Cut to Sarah throwing out the entire box, now empty.)''

'''Sarah:''' ''(standing closer to the camera)'' It's my fault Gina's dead. That's why everyone's watching me. You know, if I hadn't had brought Carl...

''(Cut to Sarah, walking onscreen with the book'' Finding the One''. She opens it to the page Carl wrote a love note on and rips it out.)''

'''Sarah:''' ''(Standing closer to the camera, again)'' He used me. He killed one of my friends. You know, I thought he loved me. Everything, the love letter, the bomb scare. It was all the set up.

''(Cut to outside. A grill is standing in the back ground. Sarah comes onscreen from the right, in front of the grill.)''

'''Sarah:''' You know what, I hate him. I ''hate'' Carl. He betrayed me and he used me to get to one of us. And I can't believe that I fell for it the whole time.

''(Cut to Sarah, now behind the grill, preparing it for use.)''

'''Sarah:''' They won't say it, but they think I have something to do with what happened. And-- and why? Because I got sick and fell asleep in the back of some woman's car? ''(leans over and reaches into the brown bag she'd filled up earlier, grabbing a handful of stuff and dropping it in the grill.)'' You know, I feel bad enough as it is. ''(leans over to grab another item)'' And the fact that they think that I had something to do with it, it's just-- ''(drops item into the grill)'' it's wrong. ''(leans over to retrieve yet another item. She sighs angrily.)'' This is like the [[Lullaby Project| Lullaby Project]] ''(drops item into grill)'' all over again, everyone's second guessing me. ''(leans over for more items)''

''(Cut to Sarah, dropping in another handful of stuff.She leans over and picks up another object.)''

'''Sarah:''' You know, I could go back to Texas. Then I think about Gina. And... I can't run away. You know what, she deserves better than that. ''(sets object on fire and drops it in.)''

''(Cut to Sarah, ripping up a paper and throwing the pieces into the flame. Cut to the pieces of paper burning. The camera slowly zooms up on them.)''

''(Fade out to Sarah, back inside.)''

'''Sarah:''' Since I got back, Daniel's been by my side, taking care of me and... it's nice. What happened between us at prom, you know it-- it really meant something. But... with what happened, and... how everyone looks at me... I honestly don't know where it's gonna lead. There's a small bit of good news, though. Um, Jennie thinks that she may have found something that can help us pay back that murderer. I'll keep you posted. ''(covers camera with hand)''

Sausage Sangas

2008-02-19T12:52:05Z

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| caption = The FTO is a fraud
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==Transcript==
(''Charlie wanders around in the kitchen, filming garbage that is strewn haphazardly everywhere''.)

'''Charlie:''' Look at the state of this place! Not only is that soap-dodger Niall still crashing here, but he lives like a pig! It looks like a crack den in here!

'''Kyle:''' Hey, Charlie, how's it going?

'''Charlie:''' Don't give me "hey, Charlie," you messy bogan. What's going on?

'''Kyle:''' Eh?

'''Charlie:''' (''Zooms in on Niall sleeping on the couch''.) What is ''he'' still doing here?

'''Kyle:''' Oh, he's still asleep. (''Gets a dish out of the cupboard''.) He'll be gone in a couple of days.

(''Kyle grabs a piece of bread off of the counter and sniffs it''.)

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, well he better be. And you better get this place cleaned up ASAP, otherwise you'll be out the door with him.

'''Kyle:''' A-alright. Alright. I'll- I'll sort it out, I promise.

'''Charlie:''' You're damn right you will. (''The doorbell rings''.) Oh, this better not be another one of your loser mates looking for a place to crash. (''Walks toward the door''.) This isn't some drop-in squat for unemployed Australians, you know.

(''Charlie unlocks the door and opens it to reveal Rupert Van Helden''.)

'''Rupert:''' Charlie, hi. My name's Rupert Van Helden. (''Stretches out his hand''.)

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, I know who you are. What the hell are you doing here?

'''Rupert:''' (''Puts his hand back in his pocket''.) Look, I can understand you being wary of me, but I assure you there's no need.

(''Charlie goes out into the hallway''.)

'''Charlie:''' Oh really?

'''Rupert:''' Look, I- I don't want you to think that I see [[Kate]]'s death as just some inconvenience or a PR problem for the [[Hymn of One]].

'''Charlie:''' Even though it is.

'''Rupert:''' Of course it is. But it was a real person that died; don't think I don't know that.

'''Charlie:''' Oh, that's really big of you to say.

'''Rupert:''' Look... I didn't come here to make myself look good. Um, just know that I'm sorry for your loss and I am just as keen as you are to find out who did this.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, well, how do I know it wasn't you or one of your Hymn of One buddies?

'''Rupert:''' I can prove that the FTO are nothing more than a bunch of vindictive frauds, Charlie. And I'm almost in a position to expose them.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, but what about [[Patricia]]?

'''Rupert:''' She's not really part of the FTO, they've just been using her. But, look, that's not why I'm here. I really did just come to give my condolences, so, uh... so I'll be on my way.

'''Charlie:''' Well, thanks, I-I guess.

'''Rupert:''' Goodbye, Charlie. (''Turns around and walks away''.)

'''Charlie:''' See ya. (''Goes back in the flat and films herself''.) Wow. I really wasn't expecting that. I mean, he did seem pretty genuine, though, but I guess if I've learned one thing it's that I can't jump to conclusions about anyone that you meet. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens.

(''Niall is heard wandering around and Charlie turns the camera''.)

'''Niall:''' Oh, hey, Charl. What's up?

(''Charlie zooms in to show Niall holding her polka-dot hoodie''.)

'''Charlie:''' What's up? What's up is that you're spilling baked beans all over my favorite hoodie!

'''Niall:''' Oh, geez; I thought it was a tea towel.

'''Charlie:''' A tea towel? You moron!

==Notes==

Sausage Sangas

2008-02-19T12:47:42Z

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==Transcript==
(''Charlie wanders around in the kitchen, filming garbage that is strewn haphazardly everywhere''.)

'''Charlie:''' Look at the state of this place! Not only is that soap-dodger Niall still crashing here, but he lives like a pig! It looks like a crack den in here!

'''Kyle:''' Hey, Charlie, how's it going?

'''Charlie:''' Don't give me "hey, Charlie," you messy bogan. What's going on?

'''Kyle:''' Eh?

'''Charlie:''' (''Zooms in on Niall sleeping on the couch''.) What is ''he'' still doing here?

'''Kyle:''' Oh, he's still asleep. (''Gets a dish out of the cupboard''.) He'll be gone in a couple of days.

(''Kyle grabs a piece of bread off of the counter and sniffs it''.)

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, well he better be. And you better get this place cleaned up ASAP, otherwise you'll be out the door with him.

'''Kyle:''' A-alright. Alright. I'll- I'll sort it out, I promise.

'''Charlie:''' You're damn right you will. (''The doorbell rings''.) Oh, this better not be another one of your loser mates looking for a place to crash. (''Walks toward the door''.) This isn't some drop-in spot for unemployed strange, you know.

(''Charlie unlocks the door and opens it to reveal Rupert Van Helden''.)

'''Rupert:''' Charlie, hi. My name's Rupert Van Helden. (''Stretches out his hand''.)

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, I know who you are. What the hell are you doing here?

'''Rupert:''' (''Puts his hand back in his pocket''.) Look, I can understand you being wary of me, but I assure you there's no need.

(''Charlie goes out into the hallway''.)

'''Charlie:''' Oh really?

'''Rupert:''' Look, I- I don't want you to think that I see [[Kate]]'s death as just some inconvenience or a PR problem for the [[Hymn of One]].

'''Charlie:''' Even though it is.

'''Rupert:''' Of course it is. But it was a real person that died; don't think I don't know that.

'''Charlie:''' Oh, that's really big of you to say.

'''Rupert:''' Look... I didn't come here to make myself look good. Um, just know that I'm sorry for your loss and I am just as keen as you are to find out who did this.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, well, how do I know it wasn't you or one of your Hymn of One buddies?

'''Rupert:''' I can prove that the FTO are nothing more than a bunch of vindictive frauds, Charlie. And I'm almost in a position to expose them.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, but what about [[Patricia]]?

'''Rupert:''' She's not really part of the FTO, they've just been using her. But, look, that's not why I'm here. I really did just come to give my condolences, so, uh... so I'll be on my way.

'''Charlie:''' Well, thanks, I-I guess.

'''Rupert:''' Goodbye, Charlie. (''Turns around and walks away''.)

'''Charlie:''' See ya. (''Goes back in the flat and films herself''.) Wow. I really wasn't expecting that. I mean, he did seem pretty genuine, though, but I guess if I've learned one thing it's that I can't jump to conclusions about anyone that you meet. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens.

(''Niall is heard wandering around and Charlie turns the camera''.)

'''Niall:''' Oh, hey, Charl. What's up?

(''Charlie zooms in to show Niall holding her polka-dot hoodie''.)

'''Charlie:''' What's up? What's up is that you're spilling baked beans all over my favorite hoodie!

'''Niall:''' Oh, geez; I thought it was a tea towel.

'''Charlie:''' A tea towel? You moron!

==Notes==

2008 Will Not Suck

2008-02-12T09:15:07Z

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==Transcript==
'''Charlie:''' Hey, guys. I made it through the weekend...just. The [[Arma-goo-den|Cadbury Creme Egg thingy]] went really, really well, so my boss has let me work from home for a couple of days. (''Sighs''.) Which is great. Actually perfectly timed because I really don't feel like I got a new year's. I just wish everything else wasn't going on at the moment.

I mean, [[Steve]] is so caught up in everything... Yeah, I want to know who killed [[Kate]], too, but I just need some time to get my head together and to figure this whole thing out; I need time for me. 2008 will ''not'' suck!

I want to make some changes, you know? I have new year's resolutions. I mean, I want to see more of London, more of England, and so... (''Sighs''.) I'm gonna spend all my savings and buy a car.

(''Charlie flips through a brochure for the [[KM Product placement|Toyota Aygo]]''.) Yeah, I-I know. I looked at some payment plans, and all I know so far is this: that I like silver. And I thought maybe I could get something cute like the one that's advertised on T4.

And... The other thing is... this place. You know, I get pretty spooked out being here by myself; especially at night and all. I mean, it's crazy, I know, but... You know, this place isn't haunted. (''The doorbell rings''.) No, it's ''not'' haunted. (''Walks to the door taking the camera with her''.) But I put an ad in for a roommate. (''Sighs''.) I leave the camera running; maybe you guys can help me choose.

(''Charlie unlocks the door to reveal a young man outside''.)

'''Kyle:''' Look-

'''Charlie:''' Hi!

'''Kyle:''' Hi, uh, I'm here about the flat?

'''Charlie:''' Um... yeah. Don't mind this, it's- Yeah, c-come in. Come in!

(''Kyle walks past Charlie into the main room. Charlie closes the door and follows him, zooming in on his butt''.)

'''Kyle:''' Nice place.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah. (''Turns the camera on herself''.) Score! Just, um, come in; just take a seat. Just down there. (''Kyle removes his jacket and sits on the couch''.) Yeah, did it take long to get here?

'''Kyle:''' Um... About twenty minutes.

'''Charlie:''' Twenty minutes, oh, excellent. Yeah. You're Australian?

'''Kyle:''' Uh, yeah.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah!

'''Kyle:''' Uh, you- You're Australian as well?

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I'm-I'm Charlie.

'''Kyle:''' Yeah, we, uh, spoke on the phone?

'''Charlie:''' Oh, yeah. Yeah, sorry. Cool. So can you tell me your name again?

'''Kyle:''' Uh, Kyle.

'''Charlie:''' Oh, Kyle. Oh, like- like Dr. Kyle off Neighbours, right?

'''Kyle:''' I guess, uh...

'''Charlie:''' Oh, no, no, that's Dr. Karl... Yeah. And, uh, so w-what are you doing here?

'''Kyle:''' Uh, I'm here for the ad? Uh... You mean- You mean London.

'''Charlie:''' Yeah, yeah.

'''Kyle:''' Um, I'm new, I'm just looking for someone to show me the ropes. Um, you know, a fellow Aussie would be good. (''Winks''.)

'''Charlie:''' And do you have any bad habits?

'''Kyle:''' Bad habits... Um, I sometimes hog the kitchen. You know, it's a bit of a hobby, the cookery. Um, I'm a bit OCD about the cleaning. And, uh, bit handy with a brush - that's a good thing. Um... I need to stay fit for work, so I work out at home now and again.

'''Charlie:''' Oh, you work out at home? S-so you're a model, then!

'''Kyle:''' (''Laughs''.) No.

'''Charlie:''' No?

'''Kyle:''' Uh, the only pose I can strike is this one. (''Strikes an odd-looking pose, making a sawing motion''.)

'''Charlie:''' Ye-ye- Um...

'''Kyle:''' I'm a...carpenter?

'''Charlie:''' Oh! (''Laughs''.) Carpenter! So you spend a lot of time putting things up, then?

'''Kyle:''' Yeah. Well, uh, that and, um, helping out with, you know, campaigns; environment, mainly. Um... It's just a spare time thing at the moment, but it's something I really love.

(''The doorbell rings''.)

'''Kyle:''' Oh! Saved by the bell. Um... I'm so sorry. Once I get started, you just can't stop me. Uh...

'''Charlie:''' No, that's- That's okay.

(''The doorbell rings again''.)

'''Kyle:''' Uh, I better go. (''Gets up''.)

'''Charlie:''' Oh, no-no-no-no-no! (''Gets up''.) Don't- don't rush! Um, you- No, don't rush; you can stick around. (''Heads toward the door''.) Just, um- I'll just figure this out; I'll sort this out first.

(''Charlie unlocks the door to reveal Lee''.)

'''Lee:''' Greetings, roomie!

'''Charlie:''' Lee-

'''Lee:''' I saw the ad; I couldn't believe it was you! (''Starts to come into the apartment''.)

'''Charlie:''' Lee! No, no!

'''Lee:''' Isn't this place-

'''Charlie:''' (''Cutting off Lee''.) The room's taken. Yeah, I know.

'''Lee:''' What do you mean it's taken?

'''Charlie:''' Really sorry. Hey, thanks for coming! Thanks for coming!

'''Lee:''' Uh...

'''Charlie:''' (''Slams the door in Lee's face''.) Bye! (''Locks the door''.)

==Notes==

HoO What When Where How?

2008-01-18T12:20:53Z

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==Transcript==
(''Julia is at her desk, stirring a cup of coffee with a pen. She taps the pen against her cup and puts it aside. She looks around, seemingly bored, and then picks up the camera''.)

'''Julia:''' Hi. I thought I'd post this blog 'cause I've got a lot of stuff going on in my head at the minute. And I know I didn't know her, and I know she was the cause of so much crap between [[Tariq]] and I... But it-it still really affects you when someone you know dies. I'm worried about Charlie - Charlie and I have got to know each other a little bit more over the last few weeks - and I don't want her suffering. And there's Tariq. Yeah, we broke up, but... you know, I still really care about him. And I don't know where he is, and I don't know if he knows about [[Kate]], and I don't know if he's in hiding from the police or from [[the Order]], or whether he's spoken to anyone that might know- anything about what happened. Um, about who killed Kate, I mean. Tariq, if you're watching, please call me. I really do respect you.

(''Julia places the camera back on her desk and sips her coffee. Cut to Julia standing outside Gavin and Charlie's flat. Julia rings the doorbell and Charlie opens the door''.)

'''Charlie:''' Hey.

(''The camera drops, showing their feet as they presumably hug. Cut to a shot of the main room. The camera looks around and then pans to Charlie, who is making tea in the kitchen. The doorbell rings and Charlie puts the box of tea in the cabinet''.)

'''Charlie:''' I'll get it.

(''Charlie walks past Julia to the front door. She unlocks it to reveal Steve, who is looking depressed''.)

'''Charlie:''' Hey. Steve?

'''Steve:''' Hey.

'''Charlie:''' Hey, come here. (''Hugs Steve''.)

'''Steve:''' I'm sorry. Charlie, I... I shouldn't have come here. I just... didn't know where else to go.

'''Charlie:''' Don't be sorry, I'm glad you're here. Come in. (''Closes the door behind Steve''.)

'''Julia:''' Why don't you guys go and sit down and I'll make you some tea?

'''Charlie:''' (''Smiles''.) Thanks.

(''Charlie and Steve walk past Julia to the main room. Cut to Charlie and Steve sitting on the couch, looking depressed.''.)

'''Julia:''' Shall I, uh, put the radio on?

'''Charlie:''' Yeah. I could do with some mindless distraction.

(''Julia clicks on the radio''.)

'''''Radio:''' -to a potentially telling development in the [[Brick Lane]] murder case. Sources today have revealed that some sort of occult symbol was found etched in blood at the scene of the crime. It is believed to belong to the religious group, The [[Hymn of One]]. Quite what the implications of this are remain to be seen, but it has been suggested that it could point to an occult spiritualistic connection. And in other news, the estate-''

(''Steve is visibly disturbed by the broadcast, and Julia quickly turns off the radio''.)

'''Steve:''' Uh... I'm sure there's some explanation for this. (''Places his glass on the coffee table and quickly gets up to grab his coat''.) See you later. Ta. (''Leaves''.)

(''The camera pans back to Charlie, and Steve slamming the door can be heard in the background. Charlie looks up helplessly at the camera''.)

==Notes==
*The title of this video is a play on the phrase "Who, What, Where, When, Why, and How?", used often in researching a subject.

I Miss You...

2008-01-16T13:09:14Z

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==Transcript==
(''The camera is looking at the door in [[Kate]]'s room. It slowly pans to the empty bed.''.)

'''Charlie:''' They've gone now. The police have taken all the bedding. Nothing else. I guess it's pretty much all that's left.

(''Charlie sits down on the bed in front of the camera''.)

I miss you, Kate. Um... I'm so sorry I w-wasn't here, and I don't even know if I should be... saying this, I don't-... But we wanted to... all of us... wanted to... um, say something to you. All of us who loved you wanted to leave you a message; a la- a last message.

Um... I'm sorry I wasn't here, and I'd give ''anything'' to have one more day with you. You know, you lit this place up, and you made me feel warm, and you lit me up, and... How could someone take you away from us? Someone so precious; someone that we ''loved''? Um...

You used to think my sangas were disgusting and I would go so mental at you when you'd touch all my stuff, and now I just wish that you were here with me. You'd tell me-- You'd tell me that I did the right thing coming back. You would tell me that it was okay that (''Begins to cry''.) pretending to be [[Kim]]'s aunt was so hard. [[Rose (character)|Rose]] is her mum now, not me, but you would tell me it was gonna be okay.

(''Charlie hugs Kate's jacket as she cries''.)

You- You were so happy... When we were in [[Devon]] last summer before you went away with [[Michelle Clore]], you were so happy away from ''everything''. And y-you couldn't sleep then; you couldn't sleep. (''Sobs''.) And now you can sleep. You can sleep, Kate. Goodnight, Kate; I miss you so much.

==Notes==
*This video appears to confirm that it was Kate who died.
*Both the lg15 and KateModern series have had their main character die.

The Last Time

2007-12-18T13:54:58Z

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'''{{Blog
| name = {{PAGENAME}}
| number = 142
| image = KM0139-CharlieInLift.jpg
| caption = Gav, Occam's Razor says you're to blame.
| blogger = Charlie
| date = December 17th, 2007
| url = {{KM|165}}
| forumid = 476
| length = 1:09
| description = I can’t believe I could fall for Gavin’s lies. It was all just lies.
| location = [[Gavin and Charlie's flat]]


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{{EpHeader|KM=yes|142}}

==Transcript==
(''Charlie unlocks the door to the flat and rushes out into the hallway. As she's walking, the camera pans to her face''.)

'''Charlie:''' He's a liar! A filthy, disgusting, dirty, seedy liar! He's never said an honest word in his whole entire life!

(''Gavin is rushing after Charlie''.)

'''Gavin:''' Charlie, wait! (''Charlie rolls her eyes''.) Honestly, I had nothing to do with it!

(''Charlie enters the lift, Gavin can be seen on the floor behind her''.)

'''Gavin:''' Charlie, wait!

'''Charlie:''' Stay away from me, Gav.

'''Gavin:''' Wait!

(''The doors close between Charlie and Gavin. The camera then pans back to Charlie''.)

'''Charlie:''' It can't believe it! Gav told me all those things yesterday and I actually believed him. How could I be so stupid? And then we came home last night and the door was wide open; the lock had been kicked off, and the list of girls' names was gone. I hid them in the flat on Thursday because I thought they'd be safe. I'm ''such'' an idiot! How could I have just left them there? I don't know. How am I gonna find them now?

(''The camera pans back to the lift doors as the open. Gavin is standing in front of them, gasping for breath''.)

'''Charlie:''' Stay away from me! You came to speak to me last night as an alibi for [[Terrence]] while he came and robbed the flat and took the list of girls' names!

'''Gavin:''' I know it looks bad, but I swear - I'm telling you the truth.

'''Charlie:''' You're hopeless, Gav! A-a- (''Starts walking off''.)

'''Gavin:''' Please-...

'''Charlie:''' No!

'''Gavin:''' Charlie, wait!

'''Charlie:''' Stay away!

'''Gavin:''' Charlie, please!

(''Charlie runs to the building's front door and presses the button to leave''.)

'''Gavin:''' Charlie!

==Notes==
*Gavin replied to the video shortly after it was posted:
:{{Quote|Gavin|I didn't have anything to do with it... [[Image:Smiley sad.gif]]}}

It's Ockham's Razor, not Occam's Razor.

Dream Lover

2007-09-25T09:32:13Z

203.213.7.130: /* Notes */

{{Blog
| name = Dream Lover
| number = 0064
| image = KM0064KateHoldingCamera.jpg
| caption = What could possibly go wrong?
| blogger = Kate
| date = September 21st, 2007
| url = {{Bebo|4777734064}}
| forumid = 281
| length = 01:34
| description = I hope you guys are coming to my exhibition. It’s going to be really embarrassing if nobody shows up.

The music I used in this video is 'Akasha' by Shiva in Exile.

http://magnatune.com/artists/albums/...
| location = [[Kate and Charlie's flat]]


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| Previous = A Close Shave
| Next = Dudley did it!

| PreviousB = Pest Control
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{{EpHeader|KM=yes|64}}

==Transcript==

'''Kate:''' I had this dream last weekend which (''clip from [[Awful Dream]] of Kate lying on grave flashes'')... it was odd. It was like it didn't belong to me, like I was filming it with a camera. (''clip of church from Awful Dream flashes'') Actually, I read this book which says in your dreams you're like a film director making films about yourself. You choose the sets, props, cast. (''she snaps a movie clapper board which reads "The Dream Lover. Director: Kate. Cameraman: Kate. Slate 1, Take 107."'') But if your dreams are like movies, then you're the only person that ever gets to see them. The audience can only ever be one. That's why I'm showing my videos I've made of my dreams at the Second Space gallery which is 117 Redchurch Street tomorrow night. I know [[Dudley]], the specialist's son, said don't go but what could possibly go wrong? I mean, the only thing I'm nervous about is the fact that Michelle Clore is going to be there, and she is like the coolest, most amazing artist ever and she never goes to any of her events. So, I want you all to be there. You can't let me down. You can pretend to be art critics and really like my work and make me look really cool. So, art critics? I will hopefully see you tomorrow.

==Notes==
*The [http://www.filmcamerakit.com/html/assistants_kit.htm#Slates Clapperboard] that Kate uses in this video is available at [http://www.filmcamerakit.com http://www.filmcamerakit.com].
*The title of this video is most likely a reference to the 1959 {{wikipedia|Dream_Lover|song of the same name}} by Bobby Darin or Mariah Carey.

Dream Lover

2007-09-25T09:31:57Z

203.213.7.130: /* Notes */

Desperately Seeking Shia

2007-09-25T07:44:37Z

203.213.7.130: /* Transcript */

{{Blog
| name = Desperately Seeking Shia
| number = 0058
| image = KM0058CharlieAsSpecialist.jpg
| caption = I am the specialist!
| blogger = Charlie
| date = September 13th, 2007
| url = {{Bebo|4745723604}}
| forumid = 271
| length = 01:18
| description = Dreams do come true! The music is 'Thin Disguise' by my fave band Sneaky Sound System!!

http://www.sneakysoundsystem.com
| location = [[Kate and Charlie's flat]]


| execprod = Miles Beckett and Greg Goodfried
| coexecprod = Joanna Shields and Amanda Goodfried
| assocprod = Cristy Coors Beasley
| serprod = Pete Gibbons
| pm = Kelly Brett
| pa = Claire Finbow
| pr = Amy Barnes
| ipa = Jonathan Almond
| directors = Gavin Rowe
| headwriter = Miles Beckett
| vidplay = Tom Wright and Luke Hyams
| story = Miles Beckett, Luke Hyams, and Hazel Grian
| editor = Sam Rowland and Yusuf Pirhasan
| prodserv = Sniffer Ltd.
| song = Thin Disguise by Sneaky Sound System
| cast = {{VidChar|Charlie}}

| Previous = Super Kate
| Next = Somebody Do Something

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'''{{PAGENAME}}''' is the fifty-eigth webisode in the [[KateModern]] [[List of KateModern videos|video series]].

==Transcript==
Hi, guys! Well, Kate and I just got back from our adventure with Weirdo and sons. (''Puts on [[sunglasses]], pulls scarf over mouth, deepens voice'') I am the specialist! (''Takes off hat and glasses'') Mission and a half. But I just wanted to tell you that we're both safe and sound. And Charlie's back in her own room with all her own stuff. And it feels amazing! Woo! Anyway, I've been asking Kate to use her special powers to hook me up on a certain date with someone special. I'm pretty sure you know who this is, though. Okay, I asked for more than a date. I asked for a lifetime of torrid antics on Palm Beach. Yeah! Look I found out from the P.R. Company where I work that Shia LeBeouf is in town. He's in London. And I know where he's staying! (''Strokes and holds sandwich up to Disturbia poster'') Want some sandwich? Anyway, I'm going down to the Regency Grand Hotel and meet him. I can't miss out on this chance. (''holds sandwich up to camera'') I have been unsuccessfully trying to levitate this sandwich for the last ten minutes. If Kate can have special powers, then why can't I? This is fate for Shia and I. Okay guys. Bloody hell. Wish me luck.

==Notes==
*The name of this blog post is in reference to the movie "Desperately Seeking Susan"(1985) starring Madonna and Rosanna Arquette. Rosanna Arquette's character suffers from amnesia in the film.