Doreen calls Trevor. He’s just about to go into a comedy gig and has a dodgy signal…He asks about final day of shooting. It was great, says Doreen, but I need to tell you something. It’s about Alastair. Trev…it’s all a pack of lies…he’s not the Laird of FonabRyan is still on cloud nine after Jordan surprised him with the camper van for Christmas. He says it’s the best present he’s ever had – more than he deservesWe’re free agents now, says Jordan. We can go wherever we likeIt’s 4am and the Harley has broken down. Doreen rings Trevor in distressPhone is switched off – she says she knows he’s asleep and she’s got virtually no signal. She’s doesn’t think she’ll make it back…then her phone cuts outLaura is doing Chantelle’s wedding make-up. Says her hair and dress look amazingChantelle’s being a Bridezilla re: lipstick shades. It has to work with her fur hoodTrevor and Duncan are sitting together, awaiting the start of the ceremonyDuncan whispers that he had a voicemail from Doreen which cut off. Couldn’t make out a word of it. Same here, says Trevor. I’ve tried calling back, but I can’t reach herPC Evans goes to get drinks for her, Duncan, and Trevor. I shouldn’t, says TrevorI’m quite tiddly already, but I’m worried about Doreen. I still can’t reach her…