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-This is Amy, the new pupil.
-Hi.

Billy's gonna be here forever.

And it's gonna be John
or Harriet, not you.

I'll leave you here
with your family.

I can't be only a lawyer,
Clive.

-But, Martha...
-Will you just leave me alone?

-It leaked.
-But how did it get out?

[SCREAMS] I don't care!

You are this close
to extinction.

I'm the only reason
that you're allowed
to carry on existing,

so get used to me, Billy.

Your clients come first,
but where are they, Martha?
Here with you now?

Word has it Alan Cowdrey's
heading upstairs.

There'll be a vacancy
for Head of Chambers.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN ON TV:
No, I totally disagree.

Cases like this
exemplify the need

for a change in the law.

The rights of the individual
to choose

the circumstances
of their own death is
a human-rights issue.

Sarah Stephens deserves
our sympathy,
not our censure.

Thanks.

She'll meet you there
in an hour.

Get your mate from
Sunday League One
from me, will you?

Ah, where you been, Jakey boy?

Day's already been seized,
strip-searched and sentenced.

Ran into Toby from
Finlay Fraser.

Persuaded him to put these...

...Our way.

-What are they?
-Remands.

-Court?
-Balham.

And what type of court
is Balham, Jake?

-Youth court.
-Baby food.

John, give Russell at
Shepherd Row a call

and tell him we've got some
returns coming his way.

Walk 'em over, would you,
Jake? Good boy.

So will you let them know
I'll leave myself free
for the 6:00

and 10:00 as well?
Thanks.

Taxi!

Does she really think giving
interviews on our doorstep

is going to intimidate us
into not prosecuting
her client?

The opposite.

She's delighted we're
prosecuting Sarah Stephens.

She gets to talk to the world
about her favourite subject,

whilst fighting for a woman
she believes in

in a case that she thinks
could force a change
in the law.

A test case.

Yeah, with the press and
Parliament shining a great big
spotlight on it.

-And you.
-Us.

Us.

She'll have chosen
her battleground carefully.

Of course.

But it's bigger than
Aisha Wiseman,
a case like this.

It's why we do what we do.

It's humbling, really,

to be part of an argument
as important as this.

[PHONE RINGS]

Returns from Shoe Lane.

Jake?

Jake Milner?

Baroness.

[CHUCKLES]

The CPS only confirmed
the murder charge
this morning.

-You know me, Aisha.
-Oh, I know you, Billy.

-First out of the traps.
-[MOBILE BEEPS]

Well, I knew it wasn't my body
you were after.

Although, there was a time...

Was?

Uncle Billy still using you
as his errand boy?

Finlay Fraser?

Nice.

It's baby food.

But baby criminals turn
into big criminals, and...

Well, clerking is all
about playing the long game,
wouldn't you say, Jake?

Yeah, absolutely.

Tell you what,

you fancy a spot of breakfast?

Ah...

I best be off.

Here.

In case you turn up any more
work Uncle Billy doesn't want.

AISHA: Why is this one so
important to you?

Your boy's prosecuting,
isn't he?

Sympathy for a family
torn apart by tragedy.

Not going soft in your
old age, are you, Billy?

No, I'm still as hard
as I always was, Aisha,

but I've got this new
practise manager who's very
into marketing,

and you are box-office gold.

-More like UK Gold.
-[LAUGHS]

I always thought you were
a great loss to Parliament,
Billy.

I can just see
you whipping
the backbenchers into voting

for some illegal war without
them ever quite knowing
what they were voting for.

Straight up.

No bollocks,

you need someone who's gonna
fight for you all the way.

Get your client off,
get you a landmark decision
and a lead on Newsnight.

I've got just the silk
for you.

She's a cross between
Mother Teresa,
Martin Luther King

and a small Rottweiler.

-I thought that was me.
-[LAUGHS]

What's her name?

CLIVE: Shakespeare was here.

And Elizabeth I.

You have lots in common,
you and Elizabeth.

Brave, strong...

-Pale.
-Pale.

-Surrounded by men.
-Surrounded by men.

Saying no to all of them.

What do you want, Clive?

You know I'm prosecuting
Sarah Stephens.

Right.

She admits to giving
her tetraplegic
daughter a fatal overdose,

but there's no evidence
to suggest she wanted to die.

In fact, it looks likes
the contrary.

Well, would she plead
to assisted suicide?

We're not offering a deal.

It's murder.

There's clear intent
to take a life.

You can argue about
an individual's right to die,

but not putting murder
on the indictment here
would send a huge message.

It could open the floodgates
to anyone who wants to...

Finish off a burdensome
relative.

We, the law,

can't allow that to happen.

[SIGHS]

It's gonna be tough on me,
Marth.

The whole thing's just...

Tragic.

A life not lived.

"Tomorrow and tomorrow
and tomorrow

"creeps in this petty pace
from day to day

"to the last syllable
of recorded time.

"And all our yesterdays
have lighted fools the way
to dusty death.

"Out, out, brief candle."

[SOFT CHATTER]

BILLY: A word, John.

Billy, we're in a meeting.

1995, Pomerol.

Reasonably good vintage

for what turned out to be
a piss-poor decade
for Bordeaux.

Also the same year we
left Forty Five to set
up Shoe Lane.

We had to beg,
borrow and steal,

work 18 hours,
sleep on the floor,

skip meals, family and friends
to build this place up.

I'd line up the cases, and
Alan Cowdrey and the two kids
would knock 'em down.

You're a clerk, John,
you can't serve two masters.

Yes, boss.

Alan Cowdrey's leaving.

I'd like to do something
special for him.

Ah, Jake.

Just been sent over
from Aisha Wiseman's office.

[LAUGHS] Now, that
is what you call

clerking old-style.

Rubbish, rubbish, tax bill,
Counselmagazine,
Jesus Christ.

Perhaps one of you may care
to clerk me,

old-style or new-style,
I'm easy.

John, perhaps you could attend
to Miss Warwick's needs.

Jake, could you drop that off
in Miss Costello's room?
Thank you.

-AMY: I finished that piece
of advice.
-Ah, thank you, Amy.

Sorry, miss. Sir.

Chatline, Jake?

Yeah!

Brilliant!

That looks weighty.

Sarah Stephens.

Did you know about this?

Of course not!

Really?

It's as new to me as it
is to you, Clive.

Bingo! How good is that?

Brief the size
of the Titanic'sarse.

Hello, sir.

Jo was 17 when she had
the accident.

Her last year of school.

And her boyfriend,
Luke Kemp, was driving.

It was McAllister's fault,
the driver of
the oncoming car.

So, a C4 tear
in the spinal cord,
resulting in

complete loss of function
from,

and including,
the shoulders down.

She spent five months
in hospital, then returned
to the family home,

where you and a team
of carers looked after her.

The night of September
the 30th, Sarah,

what happened?

I know this is difficult
for you,

but the prosecution case
turns on the fact

that there is no evidence
that your daughter
wanted to die.

She said, "If you loved me,
you'd kill me."

That night?

Often.

And were there any other
witnesses who heard her
say it that night?

Um, wh... What about
other times?

Maybe Harry.

And that's her brother?
And what about the others?

Fraser and Grace
were too little to understand.

Doctors, carers, your husband?

Do you have children,
Miss Costello?

Erm, it's Martha,
and no, no, I don't.

A mother knows
when her child is pretending.

She put on a brave face
for everybody else,

but I could see
how much she was suffering.

When she thought no one
could hear her, she'd cry
with the pain.

Physical?

Physical and emotional.

Normally, I'd leave her,
but...

That night, I couldn't.

I went to her, and she said
that she'd had enough

and that she couldn't
go on pretending.

Now, I have to ask this,
Sarah, I'm sorry, but you

didn't think of trying
to talk her out of it?

Of course I did.

But she begged me,
what could I do?

So it was a decision
made in the moment?

That helps us, doesn't it?

I went on the internet
and I looked up

what combination of
her drugs would work

and then I made up a drip bag.

And the drugs were kept
in a drug safe?

Yes, I didn't like having them
about with the younger ones.

That's not what I meant.
So you...

You didn't go
to the chemist specially?

The whisky was already
in the house as well,
wasn't it, Sarah?

That proves that you
didn't plan it.

And you gave her the whisky
after you connected the drip?

To calm her down.

Then I sat with her.

And when she was gone...

I called the police.

Immediately?

-And your husband?
-Mmm.

MR STEPHENS: I don't want
Harry called as a witness.

I'm not happy about
having to give evidence
myself against my ex...

Against Sarah.

But asking a son
to go against his
own mother...

We don't want anyone to go
against anyone, Mr Stephens.

We just want you and him
to tell us what you know.

He's 15 years old, Mr Reader.

Harry won't even have
to appear in court.

I'll play a video of his
evidence, he'll then be
cross-examined via video link.

He won't see the jury,
the court...

Even his mother.

We'll see if you can sit with
him, too, if that's any help.

We need to establish whether
she did or didn't express
a desire to die.

Joanna deserves justice.

You don't have
to tell me that.

I won't pretend, Sarah,

they have a strong case.

You intended to end Jo's life,

and there is no evidence
to say she wanted you to.

You think I should
plead guilty to murder?

I can't tell you how to plead,

but I think we can
make a defence
to the murder charge.

-See you in court.
-Yes.

Whatever you do to keep
them sweet,
I don't want to know.

There's nothing to know.

Present for you.
Facts and figures.

Everything you need to know
to become the next
Head of Chambers.

Harriet.

Drink?

I've love to, but... I can't.

Work to do.

[SNIGGERS]

Nine-handed violent disorder.

Lots of serious villains
fighting in a pub.

Good for three weeks.

You know, John, I think
I've underestimated you.

Ah, Amy Lang.

Good night, Billy.

Sometimes there is a God.

Still here, Billy?

Just as evening touches night.

The number of times
that members of chambers
have wandered in here

at this time of night

without realising they want
to tell me what's on their
mind or in their heart...

Sarah Stephens.

I can't imagine her pain.

No.

Are you all right, Billy?

Mr Cowdrey's leaving do
next week.

Er, he believes
in democracy being active,

which, in plain English,

means you and Mr Reader

standing for Head of Chambers.

Making everything
a bit more complicated.

How's Amy getting on?

She's lots to learn,
but she's got it.

Good. Got to look to
the future, miss.

Hmm, you're starting
to sound like Harriet.

Our future, not hers.

Making plans for everyone?

It's my job, miss.

Spreadsheets.

Financial planning
from my accountant.

In the pub, on your own,
8:00 at night?

Okay. Okay.
The chambers' accounts.

Harriet thought
I should get an overview.

Head of Chambers?

Are you interested?

Flattered.

Not sure.

Listen,
I'm sorry about earlier.

I was angry that you were
defending Sarah Stephens.

I'm just sick of us always
being...Against each other.

Well, maybe we don't
always have to be.

Sarah Stephens
is not a murderer.

She ended her daughter's life.
She's admitted to it.

She will plead guilty
to assisted suicide.

After all she's been through,

if you could just get the CPS
to drop the murder charge...

I've told you...

I think it's a tragedy.

I can't do a deal on this one.

Why not?

Some of you will have elderly
relatives in full-time care,

or disabled relatives,
or friends.

What protects these
vulnerable people

who are dependent on others
for their most basic needs?

It is the law,
ladies and gentlemen.

Now, the defence will argue
that Joanna Stephens
wanted to die.

But there's no clear evidence
of this.

And without the victim's
consent, the law says
that this is murder.

Even with consent,
the law states
that it's assisted suicide.

The defence may even argue
that the law itself

contravenes Joanna's human
right to take her own life.

But remember,

these are the very laws
that protect our elderly
loved ones.

Those who are mentally
and physically disabled.

Your relatives and mine.

While none of us can be
anything but profoundly moved

by the tragedy of
the situation that

Joanna Stephens found
herself in,

or by the desperately
hard situation that
Sarah Stephens faced...

No one,

ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

has the right

to play God.

What would the life expectancy
of someone with
Joanna's injuries be, Dr Bell?

With round-the-clock care,
Joanna could easily have lived

for another 20 or 30 years.

With advances in
medical science,

stem cell research,
exoskeletons,

she might even have recovered
some form of mobility.

Er, speculation, My Lord.
These options do not
currently exist.

Did Joanna ever express
to you a desire to die?

No, she did not.

Can I refer you to the
evidence folder, Dr Bell?

Er, Page 7.
It's Jo's prescription
at the time of her death.

Now, Jo was on a lot of drugs,
Dr Bell,

so can you tell us what
some of them are,

starting with Item 7.1,
please?

It's an anti-spasmodic.

The severed nerve endings
can cause the paralysed
limbs to spasm.

And 7.2 and 7.3, please?

Painkillers.

She was in pain?

Almost constant.
Again, the severed
nerve endings.

So constant pain,
with no current treatments,

resulting in a lifetime of
24-hours a day dependency.

Did you discuss
assisted suicide?

Joanna was...Adjusting
to her new circumstances.

I have no doubt, in time,
she would have come
to accept them.

Did you discuss assisted
suicide, Dr Bell?

I explained to her
that doctors take an oath
to help heal people

and that it would be contrary
to everything we believe in

to help a patient die.

I also explained to her
why it was against the law.

Your ethical opposition would
mean it was very unlikely

that Jo would confide in you
her desire to die.

My Lord, the witness cannot
answer for what the deceased
would or would not do.

There's another drug here,
Item 7.7. What's that for?

It's an anti-depressant.

Jo was clinically depressed?

She was not
clinically depressed,
she was on anti-depressants.

You're a clinician and you
prescribed Jo with
anti-depressants.

It's quite common
for patients such as Joanna

to be low about
their situation.

How low?

This was only six months on
from her accident,

and with all
the upheavals in her
and her family's life...

You knew of Jo's feelings,

you just didn't take
them seriously.

If Joanna had really
wanted to die,

she could have refused
food and water.

Because she didn't starve
herself to death,

you didn't think Jo
was serious about
ending her own life?

-What I meant was...
-Thank you, Dr Bell.

VMS.

Vasomotor symptoms.

Hot flushes.

Like women of a certain age.

And men having hormone
treatment for prostate cancer,
I'm afraid.

But on the upside...

It's a sign the
implants are working.

I just don't feel... Like...
A man.

Have you checked
it out recently?

Too afraid to,
just in case there's...

Nothing.

Billy. Hi. Erm,
I got your note.

Ah.

Gustavo. Glass
of your finest Sancerre,
please.

[CHUCKLES]

Come this way.

Cheers.

Glad you had
a change of heart, Jake.

It's only a drink, isn't it?

Like the mother polar bear
when her cub gets stuck
on an ice floe,

so your clerk should be
into the freezing waters,

looking out for you.

[LAUGHS WEAKLY]

But you paid all
the costs yourself.

I see that as an investment.

Tell me, er, how are you
getting on with
Martha Costello, miss?

Um... Yeah. I mean, er,
I admire her enormously and...

Good.

Excellent.

How much?
Has he got you running
up chimneys as well?

[LAUGHS]

I hope you don't mind,
I, er...
I told them we'd be here.

Get 'em in, fellas, and, er,
one for meself and Jake,

or I'll send you to work
for Billy Lamb!

[LAUGHS]

No, seriously, Jake,
we're a traditional set.

Defence is what we do.

We appreciate smart young
clerks who've got the nose

and the rest of the man-tackle
to get out there

and sniff out the new work.

So...

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

And I'll tell you what,
I'll even throw in a new suit.

[RUSSELL LAUGHS]

'Cause we're the Shepherds,
eh, lads?

And we look after our flock.

-Cheers.
-ALL: Cheers.

See, I don't get a vote.
It's up to members of chambers

which pupil gets in or not.

But...

Three quarters of them
don't know if the pupil's
good enough.

So they come to me.

And I tell them.

Because I know.

And the don't-knows
vote the way I tell them
they should vote.

What are you saying?

You're in.

On the basis of what I've seen
and what all the solicitors
have told me,

you are Shoe Lane.

-But I only just started...
-No buts.

-But...
-But?

There is one thing
I'll be asking
for in return...

Miss Amy Lang.

I have to go.

Er, my boyfriend. I...
I was meant to meet him.

Sorry.

When did you last see
Joanna alive, Mr Stephens?

Around 7:00
on the evening she died.

And how would you
describe her spirits?

Good.

How would you say

Sarah reacted
to Joanna's accident?

Is there a good way to react?

Erm,

well, how did you
describe your wife
to the police

on the night that Jo died?

I was angry.

Sarah...Had an awful
burden to bear.

Can you tell the court
what you told the police?

I think I described her
as withdrawn and cut off.

And depressed.
Was she depressed?

My Lord, the witness
is not qualified.

I'll put it another way.

Was Sarah on anti-depressants?

Mr Stephens.

Yes.

Did she find it difficult
to cope?

We all struggled,
in our own way.

And was she the sole carer?

There was a team,
during the day.

They, er, washed Jo,

they changed her, fed her,
administered her drugs.

Sarah sometimes liked
to feed Jo.

Who paid for them?

The insurance settlement.

And how much was that
settlement for?

£5 million.

But it was to support Jo
for the rest of her life.

What happens
to the rest of that money?

It goes to her next of kin.

You and Sarah.

He knows it isn't about
the money.

Why did he bring it up?

Because you plant it in the
jury's mind, it sticks there,

then it colours everything
else they hear.

Well, how do we counter it?

You and Jo were close prior
to her accident?

Very.

So she must have
been very upset

when you had an affair
and left the family home.

She was upset that
I moved out, yes.

And afterwards you saw less
of Jo?

I saw her every day.

But you weren't in a position
to judge her frame of mind,
hour by hour.

Did you ever talk to Sarah
about Jo wanting
to end her life?

Yes.

She was set against it.

And Jo?

The counsellor helped
her greatly.

And it was your idea to go
to the St Jude's Centre
for a counsellor?

Sarah and I agreed
it would be a good idea

for Jo to talk
to someone with expertise.

I am a practising Catholic.

I asked our priest for advice.

And you believed that,
by last September, Jo was
in a better frame of mind?

Oh, yes.

Nor had Sarah come round
to supporting the view

that Jo might want
to take her own life?

Not to the best of
my knowledge, no.

Which suggests Sarah's
actions, at the very least,

was not premeditated.

My Lord...

How did you feel
when you arrived at the house

of the morning
of October the 1st?

My little girl was dead.

But you described
your feelings as anger

to my learned friend.

Yes, I was.

After everything
she'd suffered...

To end like that.

Nobody has the right.

I never even got to say
goodbye to her.

Were you angry with your wife?

And myself.

If I could have
persuaded them not to...

"Them"? So Jo and Sarah?

Whoever decided.

So you admit that,
in spite of the counselling,

Jo might have wanted this?

No, I mean Sarah.

She was the adult.

Sarah did it.

She gave her the drugs.

Do you not think Jo might
have put on a front for you?

I beg your pardon?

Well, maybe she was frightened

of losing the little bit
she had left of you,

-after you'd run off with
your new girlfriend.
-We're not together.

And she knew that you,
like her counsellor,

rejected her right
to want to die.

That's not how it was.

You were angry,
weren't you, Mr Stephens?

Angry with your God
for Jo's cruel accident.

-No!
-And angry with yourself

for running into the arms
of another woman.

And, however much

you say you are
a reluctant witness,

you were angry with
your wife for being...

My Lord, my learned friend
is badgering the witness.

...so caught up in
her own grief

that she couldn't support you
in yours.

And this is the bottom line,
Mr Stephens,

Jo wanted to die,

you were just
too angry to hear her.

How dare you?

How dare you do that
to my husband?

All you did was belittle him.

He's still the father
of my children,

and he's all they'll have
when I'm sent to prison.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Miss?

My favourite clerk.

All right, Billy boy?

Hmm...

Must be a chilli or something.

In an egg and cress?

Have to have a word with Chef.

All right, Billy?

Are you behaving yourself?

[CHUCKLES]

Chance would be a fine thing,
Russell.

Thanks for sending
over your unwanteds.

Oh, well, my mother always
told me to look out for those

who are less
fortunate than myself.

Well...

Any more like him,
and we'll be happy
to take 'em.

It's like Al Capone...

Your nine-hander.

Meaning, John?

They can't get them
for the big crimes,
these boys.

But they can put them away
for kicking the hell out
of each other

in a pub on a Saturday night.

Same result,
horrible men go to prison.

If they're convicted.

That's down to you, miss.

But we're not here to talk
about me.

We're here to talk about us.

You were Joanna's counsellor,
Mr Luckhurst?

I'd like to think
that Jo and I became friends.

What sort of conversations
did you have?

Frank and open.

Jo had begun to find
her life...Meaningful,

in a much fuller way.

Only three days before
she died,

she'd agreed to take a trip
the following year to France.

Was she, in your
professional opinion,
suicidal?

No.

And her mother, Sarah?

Well, I talked with
the whole family.

Sarah seemed firmly against
Jo ending her life.

Were you surprised
when you heard what
she'd done?

Yes.

I'd have to say I was.

-France?
-Yes.

-Where?
-Lourdes.

The Stephens are Catholic.

Mr Stephens and the children,
at least.

And was Lourdes Jo's idea?

The St Jude's Centre
organises trips.

It was they who recommended
me to Mr Stephens.

And this is a Catholic
organisation?

I am a fully qualified
counsellor.

But you practise within
the boundaries of
the Catholic faith?

You see, I... I don't see
them as boundaries.

I think Mr Stephens wanted
a counsellor who would stress

the importance,
the... The gift of life.

The Catholic Church
believes suicide to be a sin,

because it's to despair
of God's love.

My Lord, the Catholic doctrine
is not on trial.

The witness's moral code
is completely based
on Catholic teaching.

Carry on, Miss Costello.

After her accident,
when you visited Jo...

She was in despair.

Well, it is common
in such cases, but

she was a bright girl.

I think she came
to a clear understanding
and acceptance

of her position.

And did you report your
conversations to anyone?

Yes, I discussed her
progress with her parents.

Mr Luckhurst, do you not
think a bright girl like Jo

would have guessed
that you were telling
her father?

And that she knew both you
and he, as Catholics,

considered suicide
to be a sin?

My Lord, how can the witness
possibly answer that question?

Well, of course he can.

It's his job to know
what people are thinking,

and if he can't then he's not
much cop as a counsellor.

I'm not a clairvoyant.

Do you pray?

Every day.

I take instructions from
my client,

whereas you take instructions
from a supernatural entity

that can't be cross-examined,

but whose wisdom
you ask us to take as read?

That's a question,
Mr Luckhurst.

Miss Costello.

Beef Wellington,
rare but not bloody.

Like you ordered, boss,
best of British.

That is Alan Cowdrey.

When Alan arrives,
stick with him.

You need to look like
the anointed one.

And you make the
presentation speech.

It's the starting pistol
for the campaign.

Boyfriend okay?

Er... Yeah, yeah,
he's fine, thank you.

-I should really...
-Of course, Miss Lang.

Just a moment.

I think we need to get
something straight between us.

-I really don't...
-No, no, I understand

that you're young
and inexperienced.

You haven't seen close up
how this world works.

But we're both grown-ups.

Perhaps I didn't make
myself clear before.

It's quite simple.

You give me what I want,
and I'll give you what
you want.

It's win-win.

I'm the gift horse,
and you're staring straight
in his mouth.

So, put your application
for tenancy in.

When I consider where
we started from,

me and Billy with a telephone,
a chair, a desk,

all of which he got.

And a very big overdraft,
which I got.

And where we are now,
I take immense pride in that.

But much as you are my family,

I have a real family.

And it's long overdue
that I focused on them.

It's also time that
a younger person

took over the reins here,
with the energy to

fight the fight
that the Criminal Bar
has on its hands.

And we are very lucky to have,
in Martha Costello and

Clive Reader,
two outstanding candidates...

Three.

Three candidates.

I'd like to throw my wig
into the ring,

offer the electorate
a real choice,

a third way, so to speak.

Quite.

Well, this is a democracy,
after all.

Whoever wins will have
a hard act to follow
in this man.

One of the greats.

The other thing we had
in chambers
when we first started

and one of the reasons
for your overdraft was...

This.

[BILLY CHUCKLES]

A good vintage for a good man,
who it's been a privilege
to clerk.

Thank you, Billy.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Boss.

You forget, Jake,
I know everything.

I've been offered
First Junior.

Well, you've ducked
and you've dived.

You've become a clerk,
a true clerk. Now go.

-But...
-You broke my heart, Jake.

Now get out.

How often did you
visit Joanna?

A few times a week.
She was my girlfriend.

And how did you find it?

There were fights,
before Mr Stephens left.

Fights?

More like aggressive
silences, you know?

And after Mr Stephens left?

I think she found it hard...
Sarah... Mrs Stephens.

She got angry at the others
for nothing.

Jo said the carers,
or even Harry,

often had to cook them dinner.

And when you were there?

She was always upstairs.

What about Joanna?

She was amazing. So positive.

Who's Liane, Luke?

My girlfriend. Now.

And when did you start going
out with her?

A while back.

Before Jo died?

A week or two.

And did Jo know you were
going out with someone else?

No.

How do you know?

She never said anything.

Why didn't you tell her?

Because, you know...
It's not nice to find out.

Especially in Jo's position.

Yeah. I suppose.

And you don't think
she could have found out?

She didn't say anything.

Well, she was a smart girl,
Luke.

She was sensitive
and emotionally mature.

She must have known.
Or are you just a very,
very good liar?

She never said she knew.

You were playing
at being her boyfriend.

That's not true!

Sarah, why didn't you tell me
Luke had a new girlfriend?

I'm sorry, I didn't...

You didn't know, did you?

Why is that important?

Because something happened
to push Jo over the edge

and convince Sarah
to help her.

Finding out about Luke.

And it would have
been as all her friends
went off to uni.

Leaving Jo behind.

Mum went to bed early.

Me and Frase hung out
with Jo for a while.

I put Grace to bed and
then I watched
the Arsenal match.

Were you the last
to go to bed?

And Jo was still alive then?

When you woke up?

There were police and
doctors all over, and...

Mum was crying
and telling them what
she'd done.

And Fraser and Grace?

Frase had got up, too.

Er, he was crying.

I... I told him to stop,
but he wouldn't.

But... But then Dad came.

How was he?

He was upset, and...
And angry.

He... He told us
to get upstairs.

CLIVE: Thank you very much,
Harry.

The end of Harry Stephens'
recorded evidence?

-Yes, My Lord.
-Is the live link

ready for
the cross-examination?

Hello, Harry.

Bear with us
while we get things
in order at this end.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Hello, Harry.

Now, my name's Martha,

and I'm going to be asking you
some questions.

-Okay.
-Okay.

Now, when did Jo find out

that Luke had another
girlfriend, Harry?

Fraser had told her
a week before.

I... I beat him up for that.

Why?

Because with all
the other shit in her life
she didn't need that.

Was she upset about it?

No. She was cool.

Now, Harry, did Jo tell you
that she wanted to die?

No!

Look, Harry, we have to
ask you these questions,

because you were the
last person to see Jo alive.

I don't know!
She... She never said.
I... I told you.

Now, your father,

and Jo's doctor have both said

that in the early days' after
the accident, that Jo
was very low.

Now, your mother has said

that Jo might have told you
she wanted to die then.

Maybe then, early on. But...

-Not later.
-So when was the last time?

I don't... I don't know.

A few weeks before?

Yeah. Weeks.

So she did tell you?

Um...

Could I have Patrick's
evidence?

Thank you.

Now, your father said that the
carers gave Jo her drugs.
Is that correct?

Mum didn't like to,
in case she got it wrong,
she said.

And if there was an emergency
and the carers weren't there
to give Jo her drugs,

would your mum do it?

No. I did.

You did.

So the drug safe...
Now, did your mother give
you the code?

No, I, um...

-Harry?
-I texted the carers.

What the hell was that?

Her story doesn't add up.

Your job is to make it add up,
not to undermine it.

If you would just let me call
Fraser and Grace.

When Fraser showed Jo
the photograph of Luke,

maybe she said something
to him then.

-No.
-Well, surely, she must

have told somebody else
about how she felt.

Look, I'm sorry, Sarah,
but things just don't add up.

Do you know what Clive Reader
will do with you in
cross-examination?

It is his job to tear
you apart.

I've given you
my instructions.

And what was it that changed
your mind that night?

I'd listened
to her crying enough.

I'd watched Jo suffer enough.

Thank you.

Enough?

I beg your pardon?

You'd watched her enough?
You'd listened to her enough?

Yes.

Enough for who, you or her?

No.

You weren't coping,
were you, Sarah?

Witness after witness
has told us

your husband,
Joanna's boyfriend,

even your own son.

I was doing my best.

We can only imagine
how difficult that must
have been for you.

This terrible,
terrible accident, leaving

your lovely daughter

as helpless as she was when
she was a, a baby.

And you, on your own,

without your husband,

facing the rest of your life
looking at your child in pain.

Jo was trapped, but
you were trapped with her.

Joanna's death freed you,
didn't it?

No.

On the 30th of September,
after you came downstairs

and found your daughter
crying in pain,

did you look up a combination
of her drugs that
would kill her?

Sarah?

I mixed the drugs.

Not only that, did you take
the drugs from the drug safe?

Yes.

You see, both these things,
and the connecting of
the bag to the drip,

without witnesses, or proof
that Joanna wanted to die,

all add up to murder
in the eyes of the law.

"If you loved me,
you'd kill me,"
that's what she said.

We have only your
word for that.

[SOBBING]

[WHISPERS] Don't ever do
what I'm about to.

[CLEARS THROAT]

What's the code for
the drug safe, Sarah?

Well, is it letters?
Or is it numbers?

Numbers.

A combination of letters
and numbers.

Why did you give her
a glass of whisky?

To calm her down,
in case the drugs...

Well, the website
you say you consulted

says alcohol should be
given to accelerate
the effects of the drugs.

What are you doing?
Why are you doing this? Stop!

You're supposed
to be on my side.

I am on your side.

That's why I don't want you
convicted of something
you didn't do.

I did it. I told you.

Murder carries a mandatory
life sentence, Sarah.

You won't see your
children grow up.

-Can I have a word?
-I'm talking with my client.

Three years ago,
I got pregnant.

And I'd always said,
if the time wasn't right,

then I'd terminate
the pregnancy.

But when it came to it
I couldn't do it.

So I can't begin to imagine
what it must feel like

having your teenage daughter
begging you to help
her to die.

-Are you covering for someone?
-No.

I think you're covering
for your son.

I can't bear to lose
another child.

I can't represent you
if I know you're lying.

-But I'm willing to take
the blame.
-Sarah...

Our justice system
doesn't work like that.

Please, Sarah,
let me recall Harry.

Harry...

He had the code.

It wasn't him.

Fraser, my name is Martha,

and I'm trying to help
your mummy.

Now, she told me that you
made a deal

about what happened
the night Jo died.

And that you weren't to tell
anyone what you did.

But... She's in a lot
of trouble now.

And she needs you to tell us.

Can you do that for me?
And your mum?

Could you tell us
what happened that night?

Harry went to watch
the football,

but Jo asked me to stay

and look up something for
her on her laptop.

I could see it was about
killing and stuff.

I... I told her I didn't think
we should be looking at this.

But she said
I'd see, when she was gone.

She said everything would
be better.

Dad would come back.

Mum would be happier.

She was lying.

That was never gonna happen.

It's okay, Fraser. Now...

Can you tell me
how you got into
the drug safe?

She told me Harry
had a code on his phone.

And then?

And how much of her medicines
to put in one of the bags.

The drip bags.

But Harry was still
watching football, so...

She told me to go to bed,

pretend to be asleep

and wait for him
to go to sleep.

And later you got up

and you connected the drip.

And I... I gave
her whisky, too,
'cause it... It told me to.

Where was your mum?

Jo told me not to wake her up

until I was sure she
wasn't breathing any more.

She told me this trick,
with her breath on a mirror
so I could tell.

MARTHA: Do you know
why Jo didn't want your mum
to know what you were doing?

FRASER: She said she'd
only try and stop her.

Jo and Mum were
always arguing.

Mum said she was too young,
and too many people
loved her.

MARTHA: Fraser...

Did you film her on
your phone that night?

I didn't want to,
but she told me to.

And do we have this film?

Yes, My Lord.

Is it recording?

Fraser, it's important.

Mum, Dad, I love you both.

But this is what I want.

For a long time...

But most especially now.

And don't blame Fraser,
he's only doing what
I've asked him to.

And Harry and Grace
and Fraser,
I love you, too.

But I just can't do
it any more.

Don't cry, baby bro.

Turn it off.

[WHISPERING]

[CLEARS THROAT]

The Crown has considered
its position and,
in all circumstances,

we will not be offering
any more evidence.

The defendant is free to go.

And, in the light of Fraser
Stephens' confession,
we will...

-Review the case.
-No!

Mr Reader, it's not my job to
advise the CPS, but might
I express the court's view

that this case be reviewed
as a matter of urgency?

Yes, My Lord.

They're back.

It's over.

We won't prosecute Fraser.

Yeah...

I've known for months,
but, um...

Haven't told anyone.

Er...

It's not easy to say this...

I got your message.

You won, miss!

Everyone should have control
over the manner of
their departure.

Jake's resignation
for Shepherds Row.

In one move, he's raised
the IQ of both establishments.

[CHUCKLES]

Ah, kids grow up, Billy.

You've got to let them
get on with their own lives.

I, um...

I want you to be
the next Head of Chambers.

No, no, you don't need me
to do that.

I do, miss.

Because I won't be here.

Because I'm dying.

I've said it now.

That wasn't so bad.

You promising her tenancy...

-So?
-With your hand
on her knee?

Sorry, I'm just
a bit stressed.

We're all stressed, duckie,
it's the Criminal Bar.

The US want to extradite
my nephew, Rashid.

I'm not an extradition lawyer.

Clive, you've done
extradition.

Never again, because you lose.

I'm professionally
embarrassed.

-He's lying!
-You know what you said!

I'm warning both of you.

What if I told you
that Rashid was involved?

I wouldn't believe you.

I'd like to make an official
complaint against Billy.

Help me, please.