what? After Dad fell, I got to move into a beautiful cottage. I benefitted, but that doesn’t mean I was involved.
That’s how I thought about things at the time.
Scott: She went back to that old line of saying how the police cleared her dad, blah-blah-blah. I told her that the police found no evidence. It’s not the same thing. What’s indisputable is that her dad wasn’t in his room at the time my dad went off that cliff.
Emma: That’s true. Dad never denied that.
Paul: Things were tense and one of the crew said that we should move on. I had two points of view. My professional opinion was that, if we were going to have this conversation with Scott and Emma, then it should be on camera. My personal opinion was that I was in trouble.
Scott: I said something like ‘see you around’ and carried on walking.
Emma: He said: ‘I don’t know how you sleep at night’.
Paul: I started following everyone else and then stopped to tie my shoe. I told the rest of the crew I’d catch up but then went back to Emma.
Emma: I said ‘sorry’ straight away. I was mortified. I still think about it sometimes. I should have told him who I was on that first night and then, if things had happened after that, at least he knew.
Paul: It felt like a genuine apology. I think I laughed it off, saying ‘We had a good time, didn’t we?’ Something like that. I still thought I might have endangered the whole project.
Emma: I asked where the crew were staying and how long they’d been there.
Paul: I didn’t get what she meant at first. She already knew where I was staying, but she was really asking about Scott. I told her that he was in a villa a little along the road from the hotels. We’d all arrived about four hours before she did.
Emma: I was trying to figure out if Scott really had a chance to push Dad. His villa was around half a mile away from the cliff.
Paul: I asked her why she didn’t tell me who she was. She knew what I was filming, so she must have realised the connection.
Emma: I told him I was having a good time and didn’t want to spoil it.
Paul: Perhaps she was playing up to my ego with that. I don’t know. The more you find out about Emma, the more complicated she is. When you read about what she did, it sounds like the worst thing in the world. Something that’s the very definition of unforgiveable. You think that, if it was you, you’d never go outside again.
But then you see her, and you talk to her, and it makes you question everything. Life isn’t black and white, with villains and heroes. Good people do awful things and awful people do good. I suppose the difficulty is in knowing the difference.
Friends who know what happened with Emma and me on the island have said that I’m crazy for believing her.
When she said she was having a good time with me and didn’t want to spoil it… well… of course it was flattering. Of course I wanted to believe her. That doesn’t mean she was manipulating me, or that it wasn’t the truth.
Emma: I really was having a good time with him that night.
Paul: I told her I had to leave. A person can only stop to tie their shoes for so long and I didn’t want any of the crew coming back to check on me. I’d probably taken a step or two away when I figured I’d try my luck.
Emma: He asked if I’d do an interview on camera to give the other side of Scott’s story.
Paul: She didn’t say ‘no’ – but she did say it probably wasn’t a good idea. That’s when I asked her if she fancied a drink instead.
Emma: Smooth, huh? I told him that would be a better idea. After that, he jogged away to catch up with the crew and Scott. I guess I watched him, trying to take in everything that had happened.
The village was starting to come alive by this time. The delivery trucks were back and stallholders were setting up. That hum of activity was beginning and the shadows were starting to stretch as the sun climbed higher.
Perhaps the strangest thing about that morning was the sheer level of inception going on. Scott was watching me talk to Barak, then, when Scott and I were talking,