The Amelia Project - Prologue - Season 5 Part 1

Episode Date: September 2, 2022

"Uncle?" Written and edited by Philip Thorne. Music and sound design by Fredrik Baden. Featuring Alan Burgon as The Interviewer and Rebekah McLoughlin as Lorraine Fletcher. Find out more about The Amelia Project here, support the show here You can also follow us on Twitter, Tumblr and Instagram Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Congratulations. You've reached Lorraine Fletcher. If you're not serious about this, hang up now. Uncle, how was that? Mysterious enough for you? Where are you calling from today, I wonder? A cabin in the Catskills? A secret lair in Sri Lanka? Ooh, Westminster Palace? No, seriously, thanks for taking the

time to call and I'm sorry I'm out. I'm sure you have a waiting room full of oil shakes, rogue spies and lying tamers to interview, so I won't ramble on. Oh, and yes, uncle, the line is secure and I haven't given the number to anyone. This is just for you and me. Leave your message after the beep. Hello, Lorraine. Gosh, I wish I was in the Catskills right now. Did I tell you about that time I fell down Carterskill Falls? I was in a rowing boat with Joey and Salvatore mapping out the area for Mr. Parton's death when...

Oh, um, sorry. No time for stories. No time for stories? Did I really just say that? There's always time for a story. I... I, um... I'm not well, Lorraine. I would like to see you. I'm in Paris, Montmartre, just off Place du Théâtre. Just off Place du Tertre. Remember that time I took you here for your tenth birthday? When a busker stole my wallet and you chased him down, cornered him and pummeled him with a baguette?

It's that street. I think of it every time I step out of the door. Purple door, number eight, you can't miss it. Can you take the first Eurostar tomorrow morning? I'll reimburse you when you get here. I... sorry. I know you make good money now. It's just I... well, I like taking care of you, you know. I would really like to see you. I'm about to go out now, taking an evening stroll with Alvina, but I'll check the answer phone for your reply as soon as I get back.

Hell, I'll even break a lifetime's habit and take the smartphone with me so you can reach me while I'm out. Did you know Alicia Cairn is doing a live show in Paris next month? We could go together if...

If... Well... Call me when you get this, okay? you