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Yeah, I went back to Harrods about a year ago.

Probably the first time since I left.

And I knew if I could walk through and come out the other side,

I'd be in a good place to be talking to you.

When I walked through the doors to start my job there, I was excited.

At no point in time did I ever anticipate

being on the receiving end of an attempted rape.

I joined Harrods because I wanted to be a buyer,

and I ended up working for an absolute monster.

I think he damaged me in some way.

He's just left a scar.

NEWS REPORT: The billionaire businessman Mohamed Al Fayed,

who went from selling soft drinks in Egypt to owning Harrods

and the Paris Ritz, has died at the age of 94.

The Egyptian businessman Mohamed Al Fayed was best known

for his links to the British royal family.

His son Dodi was killed alongside Princess Diana in Paris in 1997.

He was the self-made billionaire

determined to get into British society,

and became known to a new generation

through the most recent series of The Crown.

Diana.

Mohamed.

But you must call me Mou Mou.

To be honest, it's made me really hot and bothered.

I think he comes across pleasant.

We all know he's not.

It just makes him look sort of funny and gregarious, and...

..and he could turn that on but it's all... He wasn't.

He was...vile.

And that makes me angry.

People shouldn't remember him like that.

It's not how he was.

I've been waiting for 25 years

for someone to believe me,

to talk about the awful things that he did.

I have spoken up about my time there on numerous occasions.

Most of the time it has been shut down.

He tried to rape me more than once.

And he pushed me in and onto the bed,

so that I couldn't move, and held both my wrists.

I was kind of face down on the bed and he pressed himself on me.

Get him off! Get him off! Get him off!

I was a child when this happened.

You know, he was 79, nearly 80,

and I was 15.

I think Mohamed Al Fayed is a rapist.

I think he's a serial rapist.

I made it obvious that I didn't want that to happen.

Just going somewhere else in my head.

Mohamed Al Fayed should be on trial, but he's not.

He's in the ground being eulogised

by the most popular television programme out there.

I knew -

and I think if I know, everybody knew.

Anyone who says they didn't, they're lying. I'm sorry.

The spider's web of corruption and abuse in this company

was unbelievable and very dark.

Without question, Harrods failed these ladies.

The lawyers organised for a shredding truck

to come to my lawyer's office, where we placed everything in.

It was shredded in front of us, including tapes I had of him.

I do think it's important that we stand up

and expose actually who Mohamed Al Fayed was.

And I think it's time.

ARCHIVE: Harrods, everything, London.

The most interesting and beautiful store in the whole of Britain

and one of the most famous in the world.

Harrods is the best store in the world.

When I grew up, you were always told that you could buy anything

at Harrods, weren't you?

You could buy an elephant or you could buy, you know,

a piece of cheese.

ARCHIVE: If you could understand such a place,

you would understand a lot about the nature of Britain.

The sort of people who come to shop at this temple

are from no single social class.

They are united by money rather than by bloodline.

Harrods was, I think, for a lot of people, a world of possibilities.

Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.

You'd walk in and just be amazed.

ARCHIVE: They delight in the suggestion

that they are getting the best.

They are usually female.

I just loved the architecture.

I loved the ground floor, the food halls.

I loved it.

I lived, breathed, worked Harrods.

It had deep, deep history,

and so when I first joined, that was one of the reasons

I wanted to be part of the organisation.

It had a huge reputation.

Harrods is the greatest store in the world.

And...

..it's not only a business to run, but it's history.

It was another world, but it was a world that, you know,

we were part of.

We were family.

My name is Sam.

I started working in Harrods in September 1986.

I was there for seven years.

I worked in the toy department.

The toy department was exactly like a Wonka factory.

You had everything -

doll's houses, petrol driven cars.

The car would have to match Daddy's.

There was one occasion I was late for work,

and this child had just come hurtling towards me

in this tractor trailer

and ran over my foot.

I heard, "William, come back! William!"

And I just thought, "Oh, that was Prince...

"..that was Prince William running over my toe."

Britain's most famous department store is no longer British.

Harrods, one of London's most famous landmarks,

has been bought by three millionaire Egyptian brothers -

the Al Fayed family.

What did I know of Mohamed Al Fayed?

I think everyone knew he was obviously a very wealthy man.

I think he emerged on the scene sort of in the mid '80s

as quite a powerful businessman.

I knew that he was the owner of Harrods

and that he had acquired it in a rather dubious way,

which was a bit of a scandal at the time.

NEWS REPORT: The report says that Mohamed Fayed and his brother

were dishonest when they bought Harrods

and the House of Fraser Group in 1985.

They misled the Secretary of State for Trade and others

by saying they had extensive international business interests.

He was basically a crook. Let's be honest about it.

He was a crook and a fraudster in terms of how he acquired the money

to even buy Harrods.

I think he - naively, perhaps -

he thought, "Ah, if I own Harrods, they'll embrace me."

I own the shop and no-one ever will be able to take it away from me.

Only God.

The royal family, the establishment, "I'll get my passport,

"I'll end up in the House of Lords."

Mohamed, at that time,

I thought he was kind, charitable...

Lovely seeing you.

..and I thought that he had been misrepresented.

He was very generous with children.

He would invite families into the toy department

and he would shower them with lavish gifts.

NEWS REPORT: Mr Al Fayed has said that he'll pay

the half a million pounds it will cost

to relocate the specialist bone marrow transplant unit,

where the desperately ill child was being treated.

Such a kind, generous man. I know he does a lot of things for charity.

Stand up, Goldie!

Five, four, three,

two, one.

The sale is open!

So many people would come up to open the Harrods stores.

His public persona was so gregarious

and so, like, out there,

and he would invite all the stars -

Tony Curtis, Dame Edna Everage...

The most beautiful shop in the world.

Pele, Muhammad Ali, Demi Moore,

Bruce Willis, Sultan of Brunei.

Most of the Spice Girls, all except Mel C.

Didn't get her for the tick box.

Michael Jackson. We closed the store for Michael Jackson.

If he knew there was a VIP actor or someone in the public limelight

in the store, he'd zoom down and he would buy them presents,

just be all over them.

Definitely courted notoriety

and wanted to befriend anyone that was in the public eye.

When I started at Harrods,

I was 19, turning 20.

The very first time I met Mohamed,

I remember exactly where I was.

I was standing in Way In womenswear

tidying up a rack of clothes,

and I could see him walking towards me with his bodyguards.

He came up to me and said, "Hello. How are you doing?"

You know, and I was like, "Hi".

Just a little bit nervous and just sort of a bit like, "Ooh!"

Partly sort of, you know, flattered, in a way, that he'd come up to me.

Why, why me? And, you know, sort of,

"Ooh, he's the chairman," you know.

From working in Way In to working in the chairman's office,

there were no next steps, it was super fast.

He asked me to go up to meet him in the chairman's office,

and when I went to see him, he asked me what I wanted to do.

I said I wanted to be a buyer.

That's why I was on the training course.

And he was going, "Oh, I can make that happen for you.

"I can make anything happen for you. Come and work for me.

"Come and work at the chairman's office."

So, I mean, it's...

What can you say?

"Yes, yes. Great. Thank you."

Next day, I was working for him in the chairman's office.

The offices there were quite plush.

Al Fayed had a very big office,

and along the hallway were all the management offices

for his top brass.

It seemed quite glamorous, to begin with.

Before I started working at Harrods,

I was introduced to his top PA.

She looked through my CV.

Al Fayed came in.

He gave her the nod, and I was offered the job.

But before I took the job, I needed to have a medical.

Everyone had them, and it's just an extra perk of the job,

I was told.

We were told to go for a medical check-up

with Dr Ann Coxon in Harley Street.

I was told that it was because his son Dodi

had a low immune system,

and so everybody in the office needed to be checked.

Ahead of time, nobody said,

"By the way, when you come in for your medical,

"you're going to be given an internal sexual health test,"

because I think I would have had time to worry about that.

It just happened. They told me as I was there.

This is from a doctor, Wendy Snell,

who was the Harrods doctor at the time.

It says, "The gynaecological swabs, including chlamydia,

"also showed no signs of infection, a very reassuring finding."

So I don't know who that's reassuring for.

At one point during the medical,

the doctor, Wendy Snell, who was doing my examinations,

she did my smear test,

and then she went on to check my ovaries.

And I just remember the doctor, you know,

saying how wonderful he was,

and didn't he look after his employees so well?

And, mm...

My results were actually sent directly to the chairman,

so quickly that by the time I'd got back to my desk,

he knew the results of my tests.

You know, things should be confidential

between a patient and a doctor.

She certainly did not conform to that.

There is no benefit to anybody in knowing what my sexual health is,

unless you're planning to sleep with somebody,

which I find quite chilling now.

So, when Mohamed first asked me to his office,

I was sort of nervous and excited at the same time.

But when I first arrived, he seemed super friendly,

sweet and interested, like a nice...

..man.

Initially in that first meeting, he didn't say it,

but very soon after he said, "Just call me Papa, Papa."

He said, "Come to Papa.

"You only trust me. I'll look after you."

I thought it was odd that he said Papa, because that was weird.

But then I thought maybe he did mean it

in a sort of fatherly way, initially.

Only a few days after I'd been working there, he would sort of...

..bear hug me to start with and greet me with a hug and...

And that was very early on.

And that that made me feel a bit weird, you know.

But then I thought, oh, he's being nice and protective,

like a sort of, you know, fatherly figure.

But then it just...

SHE GROANS

..the hugs became more, well, sort of...

..uncomfortable and, erm, yeah, I didn't feel right.

And then, I mean, the hugs, he'd just try and kiss me,

and I didn't want to be kissed.

It's like one minute, you know, he's saying he's going to protect me

and look after me and he's like... like a dad or a father,

and then the next minute he's trying to kiss me,

and I don't know what to think.

I remember seeing an ad in the paper for temporary shop floor assistants

at Harrods, met with the recruiter there,

and then, like a couple minutes later,

Mohamed Al Fayed walked into the room,

basically looked me up and down and said,

yeah, when can I start?

He asked me to go along to his private residence

at Park Lane the following day to set things up.

60 Park Lane is a big block of apartments

situated right next door to the Dorchester Hotel,

and I think he pretty much owns the whole block,

if I'm not mistaken.

There are lots of flats in there,

as well as his private quarters.

I first noticed that Mohamed

had this sort of modus operandi every day.

He would call one senior assistant

and ask which girls were working that day.

Then one of us would be summoned to his office.

So, do you remember the first time

that you were sent up to Al Fayed's office?

I do remember the first time.

It took a while to be asked to go up there.

I think when we were on our back row,

we were wondering why everyone else was going up and we weren't.

I remember that first time

he said, "What are you doing for the weekend?"

And I remember saying, oh, I was going home to my parents.

And he presented me with a £50 note.

"Here's some money to go towards

"taking something home for your parents."

I remember feeling like, "Hmm."

You know, "Why are you giving me some money?"

And then I remember him just doing this.

SHE GROANS

"So, just, just say thank you to me."

So I was encouraged to give him a kiss on the cheek.

One of those, after a while, became, you know, he would...

..kind of grab your face and he would push it to his lips.

And it was just, you know, there was nothing you could do.

He had his hands in, you know, on your face.

My experience was pretty much identical.

And it's something that we buried for 30 years.

My one time of going into his private sitting room

was...was essentially my last day.

And, um, it didn't take long for him

to come towards me.

Essentially he just... I was sitting on the sofa

and he just pushed himself right on top of me.

I just pushed him.

You know, you... This happened so quickly,

and I pushed him and I ran out.

I trusted him, because he had five children.

Mm. So it wasn't the first thing to cross my mind,

what the sort of long game was, as far as he was concerned.

He was basically grooming us, wasn't he? Yeah.

I felt deeply ashamed

about what happened at Harrods

and my life and my time with Mohamed.

From the day it happened to now,

I haven't really ever spoken in any detail about my experiences.

I was... Literally just turned 16 when I joined Harrods.

Quite often we'd end up working till seven or eight,

nine o'clock in the evening.

So, quite early on, he asked whether or not I wanted to have use

of an apartment, an apartment block in Park Lane,

and would I like use of that,

and it was very much sold to me at the time as, we work late together,

if you don't want to go home,

you can just grab a cab and you'll be there safely

and you have nothing to worry about.

So I agreed that that would be a good idea.

That night, he asked that when I'd seen the apartment,

would I join him and have a drink.

I was taken up there by a member of the security team,

and I remember going into the room,

I was a bit surprised that it was a lounge area,

and then really surprised when Mohamed came out

in a dressing gown

and what appeared like nothing underneath the dressing gown,

from what I could gather.

He then poured two glasses of champagne

and said, "We have to celebrate.

"This is a good..." You know, "This is a good day."

He called me into his office, probably around 9:30 that night,

on the pretext that he wanted to show me a painting

that he had recently acquired.

As we're going upstairs into his private quarters,

I can hear this little clicking noise.

And then I realise he has a little device in his hand

that's actually locking the doors behind.

It felt like... "Am I going to be trapped in here?"

He asked me at Harrods if I would meet him after work,

if I'd come to Park Lane.

You can go up and you go in the lift and you see the security around,

so you feel like you're obviously being watched.

It's really intimidating.

It's a lot of security. Why is there so much security?

And he came back dressed in just a silk dressing gown.

He basically grabbed me into a slow dance.

He was holding me really tightly... into, like, a clench.

He grabbed my right arm

and he just placed it aggressively over his...

I could feel he had an erection.

When he started to touch me,

I think the first thing I said

was, "What are you doing?"

I genuinely felt confused

by what was going on.

I remember saying to him, "You've asked me

"to look at you as a father figure.

"I can't do that if you're behaving like this.

"This is not how a father would behave to a daughter."

He pushed me back on the sofa and he climbed on top of me.

Undid my top, or pulled my top, put his hand inside my bra.

He was clearly aroused.

Put his hand inside my underwear.

Put his hand inside me.

And I remember just thinking,

"Whatever's going to happen, just get it over with,"

and I just kept saying to him, "Please don't do this.

"I can't do this."

He started to sort of get closer and closer and closer,

and he's pushed himself onto me and pushed me down on the sofa.

You know, putting his hands down my top and up my skirt,

and he was getting heavier and heavier and heavier.

I was scared.

And he just pushed himself on top of me, but I'm strong

and I started kicking him, and I kicked him, and I kicked him,

and I kicked him, and I kicked him off, and I kicked him really hard.

I thought, "He's going to rape me."

Definitely thought he was going to rape me.

His trousers coming down.

Get him off! Get him off! Get him off! GET HIM OFF!

I can't...from that day to this,

work out what stopped him.

It would have been really obvious to whoever took me back

to my apartment that something had happened in there.

I was dishevelled, I was crying.

I was clearly shocked.

I don't think I slept a wink that night.

I joined Harrods to be a buyer and it was so far, everything,

my whole life was so far from that now.

It was just a living nightmare.

He used to sort of make you feel

like he really cared

for your safety.

I was...19.

He called me and said, "Yeah, you finish late tonight?

"How are you getting home?" I said, "I'll just take a cab."

He said, "No, it's dangerous.

"You know, you want to stay in one of the apartments?"

So I said yes.

Then the phone went and it was Mohamed saying,

"Yeah, you all right? What are you doing?

"You like the apartment?"

And he said, "I've got something to show you.

"Will you come up?"

And I found myself in his apartment

and...he asked me to sit on the bed.

And his hand's on my leg.

He was kind of laughing, joking.

But he would get firmer in his grip

and it's very obvious what he wants.

I'm trying to get up.

I made it obvious that I didn't want THAT to happen.

I did not give consent.

I just wanted it to be over.

I just remember feeling...

his body on me...

..the weight of him.

Just hearing him make these noises...

and then...just going somewhere else in my head.

He raped me.

When he was done, he said, "Go and wash."

You blame yourself.

You really blame yourself.

You're there to do a job, but that's your boss

standing there in front of you in a dressing gown.

And even when you're trying to get out of the situation,

I'm trying not to offend him.

I think it was 2018 when I first found out about this from Sophia.

I'm a TV producer by profession

and I couldn't let it go.

I just had to just get to the bottom of it.

I've spoken to certainly dozens,

but certainly I know to be of affected, and I want to speak to,

we're into triple figures.

Things have kind of seeped out before about him,

but those allegations have been on more the mild side

of things - sexual harassment.

But I've spoken to at least four women who have categorically told me

they were raped by Fayed.

He was a complete monster.

And I just knew I needed to get that out there.

I can't believe the web, how big it's getting, how large it is.

It's horrifying.

He had this dome around him of either security

or his staff members.

Not all of these knew what was going on, but many did.

Why they are helpful to talk to me is because they can help corroborate

the culture of fear there at the time,

or what the routines were, how Fayed operated.

I joined the recruitment department,

and then was promoted

to become personnel manager for...

..two areas of the store.

From time to time, I would get a call from one of, um...

..Mr Mohamed's secretaries, asking me

about a specific sales assistant that Mr Mohamed had seen

while he was walking the store,

and could I please either interview them for a job in his office

or he would like to interview them.

And in the early days, I think I was naive enough

to think that he was giving them a career opportunity,

but quite quickly I knew differently.

If there were requests that came along like that, I would...

I would pretend that I hadn't been able to find them.

I thought that might just deflect his attention away from them.

My name's Tony. I worked in Harrods for ten years.

I worked at the toy department, which was fantastic,

for about a year, and then I was moved to the Egyptian Hall

to take a department manager position.

The Egyptian Hall was a sort of shrine to Egypt

within the department store.

On the lower ground floor, you've got a mini sphinx,

and all along the walls

you've got Egyptian-style columns and architecture.

INTERVIEWER: There seems to be a slight resemblance

between the Sphinx on the wall and yourself.

Yeah, it happened that... I don't know how,

but it happened that I look like the Sphinx.

The daily walk, he would either start or finish

at the Egyptian Hall with the pipers.

The bagpipers were security guards in the Egyptian Hall,

so I spent a lot of time, you know,

talking to the security guards there, yeah.

They got more gossip from the close-knit security.

They spent the whole time with him

and they sort of would pass on little stories

about what he was up to.

They would say things like, you know, there was groping,

nonconsensual touching.

I guess molestation perhaps would be hinted at.

It was well known, everybody knew about it, and it was a joke,

and it was laughed about. It was like, "Oh, you know, he's...

"You know, this person's going to be a manager of..."

Or, you know, "..a manager in five minutes because she's gone up to...

"..she's gone up to Al Fayed's office. Ha-ha-ha!"

This sort of thing. It was... It was very jokey.

Yeah, looking back on it now,

it's, it's pretty repellent, honestly, actually.

And I was part of that, I must admit.

It was a horrible, horrible nightmare.

It was really hard to get out of it.

I can't explain how it ground me down every single day.

I couldn't leave, I didn't have a home to go back to,

I had to pay rent and I knew I had to go through this

and I didn't want to.

It was horrible.

And I... And my head was scrambled.

I'd gone at the age of 16

and ended up working

for Mohamed relatively quickly.

So all of those experiences, to me,

after four years, became my norm.

And I think that's one of the hardest things,

thinking back to that whole experience now,

is that we all stood and watched each other walk through that door,

thinking..."You poor girl, it's you today,"

and feeling utterly powerless to stop it.

I have exactly the same feeling now of regret,

frustration about Al Fayed

that I had about Jimmy Savile.

The late '80s were a fascinating time for journalism

and, of course, the Royal family

were the focus of huge, huge attention,

particularly Princess Diana.

And colourful characters like Al Fayed were also fascinating.

When I was at the News Of The World,

this would be about 1986-87,

there had been rumours about him

molesting or harassing young female employees.

We did hear about a girl who was, I think, about 18 at the time,

who he'd...he'd groped.

We did manage to speak to her, but she was basically terrified.

She made it plain that this wasn't unusual with Al Fayed,

but, you know, she certainly wasn't going to start

giving interviews about it

and she was terrified of the repercussions

if she did, and that she felt that no-one else would, either,

that his power and, you know, and intimidatory qualities

meant that no-one would actually speak out.

There was most definitely a culture of fear across the whole store,

from the lowliest of the low to the most senior person.

You're on the shop floor

and these, I think, five or six burly security guards

start barging through your department.

The majority of the security guards

were all either special forces or army or ex-police.

It was well known in Harrods that the phones might be tapped.

I was told, "Sit there, and even if there's no work,

"kind of look like you're working,

"because in that flowerpot across the hallway, there's a camera."

That's why none of the other girls,

we couldn't talk to each other properly about it,

because we all thought we were being bugged.

There's this one particular evening

where I'd gone back to the apartment.

I laid on the bed.

The phone rang. I picked it up.

He just went, "Yeah, why are you lying like that?"

"And I was naked at the time."

My whole body turned cold because what I then realised

was clearly there was some sort of surveillance

actually in the apartment itself.

The abuse against women, I mean,

I was aware of it when I was on the shop floor. I knew.

And what I think, if I know, everybody knew.

Anyone who says they didn't, they're lying, I'm sorry.

They're lying. It wasn't even a secret.

It was known around the whole company.

Again, security knew.

And I would say that they should come forward and speak up.

I can understand why some colleagues I have, or people that I work with

who don't want to speak up about these events.

They are afraid of, if they don't show total loyalty to a principal

then it's going to affect their future employment.

But they all know deep down in their hearts

that what occurred was tragic for those victims.

I did notice on many occasions when we arrive, say, for instance,

perfume departments, he would get the manager, before he arrived,

to line up the girls, four or five young ladies.

They were literally on parade and he went to each individual one

as if to, you know, size them up.

As time went on, our senior managers would say,

"You are aware that Mr Al Fayed doesn't want you speaking

"to any female members of staff.

But we did know that certain things were happening

to certain female employees at Harrods and Park Lane.

We have a control room in the basement with security cameras,

but they only observed the corridors

up to Mr Al Fayed's private residence doors,

so we would only see the girls going in to the door

and then close the door behind him.

And then in the morning we'd see them depart, or even after an hour.

Some were wearing the Harrods uniform still.

I did question it. I said that's strange behaviour,

but they said, "Well, if you're not happy with that,

"you know where the door is."

I worked for Mohamed Al Fayed from the mid '80s to the early '90s.

Six years in total.

You would normally, for a principal,

if you're there, your job is to protect his life.

I can say for myself and a few others

that you wouldn't stand in front of a gun for Al Fayed.

If he was seeing girls, it would be in Park Lane.

One instance, two girls came into the building

and we were told to send them up to the top floor,

and then later on they came down and came out of the lift,

and one of them was really upset and crying,

and I took her outside and said, "What's the matter?"

She said, "It's horrible, horrible.

"We went into his apartment and he disappeared,

"then came out in his dressing gown and pyjamas

"and wanted us to sit on his lap and everything else."

And the poor kid was in bits.

HE EXHALES

Now you would think, you know, you want to smack him in the mouth.

But then you never saw it happen,

because it was in his personal apartment.

So what could you do? And who do you go to?

Him?

He had no doubt in his mind that he was...

His advances were unwelcome and nonconsensual.

There were tons of women that would have had sex with him

because he was a very wealthy and very powerful man.

Still he chose to pursue people that he terrified.

And he came in the bathroom

and started to touch me.

He turned me round.

He pushed me against the wall

and his hands came round my throat.

Before, I'd always felt the worst thing that could ever happen

was him raping me.

That day, I felt like the worst thing that could happen

is that he could stop me breathing.

Once I started finding more and more and more women,

they would tell me what they went through.

It's not something you can just leave.

Every waking minute, I would think about it

and I wouldn't stop again until Sophia woke up

in the middle of the night to come and order me to go to bed.

What's been horrifying is the level of prestigious institutions

that this abuse has taken place at.

We've got Harrods.

We've then got the Ritz Hotel, which is the jewel of Paris.

Some of the worst horrors I've heard

have been over in France, unfortunately.

Mohamed owned lots of properties, many abroad.

He owned the Ritz in Paris

and the Villa Windsor in Bois de Boulogne.

And he'd often go over there for trips to visit his properties.

He asked me to come along.

I was, again, very nervous,

but you couldn't say no.

He wanted me to fly over to Paris

that evening,

go and interview some of the chefs at the Paris Ritz.

When the plane landed, I was tapped on the shoulder

and it was one of Mr Mohamed's close security officers.

And I said, "Well, where are we going?"

And they said, Mr Mohamed's at the Ritz.

And we got to the Ritz

and the security officer who wasn't driving

got out of the car, went inside and was back within minutes

and said, "Mr Mohamed has left for the day.

"He's at the house in the Bois."

The house in the Bois de Boulogne was a house that Mohamed bought

and restored to its former glory.

This house, just outside Paris in the Bois de Boulogne,

was to be the home of the Duke and Duchess of Windsor

for nearly 20 years.

FAYED: This love story will stay forever.

And by preserving this house...

..my dreams came true to preserve as a mausoleum to this love story,

which I believe tremendously.

You would give up everything for a woman? Absolutely.

Absolutely. Because again, it's my life.

It's my happiness.

It's my pleasure.

And I want to live. I want to enjoy life.

And you're romantic? Absolutely. Of course.

Of course.

Villa Windsor is definitely not a place of love.

It was a place of being scared and terrified.

Seeing the Villa Windsor on The Crown evoked so many memories.

When I saw the state the villa was in,

I said, "Money is no object."

Restoring it will be my honour and pleasure.

I don't want him to be seen as some kind of hero.

A former King of England lived here.

It just takes me back to when he took me there.

And they're not good memories.

I came in up the steps into the hallway,

and I was taken into the salon, and the door closed.

Mr Mohamed was there.

He asked me to come and sit on the sofa with him.

I started to wonder when he was going to have the conversation

with me about the interviews the next day, and it didn't happen.

So I instigated that conversation, and he kept deflecting me away

from that and saying, "Don't worry about this.

"You will... You will stay with me tonight."

And I stood up and said, "I'm not staying."

Where he was standing was in quite close proximity to the wall behind

that had a doorway that was open,

and he took my right wrist and he pulled me through that doorway,

and it was a bedroom and there was a bed,

and he pushed me in and onto the bed

and then put his right leg over my hips so that I couldn't move

and held both my wrists.

And I was terrified.

This time I was even more scared, because I wasn't at home,

I was in France, I was in Villa Windsor,

and he'd come upstairs into my room.

Um, I was absolutely terrified.

I was under the covers.

He was wearing his dressing gown, undone like that,

got into bed with me and was trying to kiss me and push himself on me

and I, again, I just... I don't know how I did it.

I just kicked him off.

I kicked and kicked and kicked and kicked and screamed -

and, again, I got him off,

and I was just...just terrified.

When Mohamed was assaulting me,

because of the force of the situation...

..I believed he was attempting to rape me.

The first thing that came into my head to try and get away

was, "We can't do this because I need to have a shower."

He released his grip.

I got out of the room as quickly as I possibly could,

and I was shown into a small bedroom.

I closed the door.

I immediately tried to see if there was a lock and there was no lock.

And I got the chair and put the chair under the door.

So I turned the shower on so it sounded like I was showering

to sort of cover any noise I might be making.

I put every item of clothing on that I had

so that if I slept through the night and he tried to come in,

it would take him a lot longer to get to what he wanted.

Then...

..I might have a chance to get away.

I hadn't asked, "Where am I staying?"

Because surely Harrods

would have booked us a hotel room

and made sure of our safety.

Not delivered us like lambs to the slaughter

to Al Fayed's house.

You know, he threw himself on top of me.

His hands were all over me.

And you know, I was wearing a dress.

He was very, very forceful.

I, thank God, reacted and kicked him off,

ran down the hallway into my room in sheer terror

because I just didn't know what would happen, you know?

Then about a week later, I got a letter in the post from Harrods

telling me that I had had my employment terminated

because I didn't use the right staff door.

Yeah.

Nothing to do with the sexual abuse.

Shortly after that, there was an evening when my then boyfriend

and I had been out for a dinner.

We came round the corner, heading back to our car,

and one of Mohamed's close security guards

was just standing in the street looking straight at me.

And I said, "Oh, hello. What are you doing here?"

And he said, "Ah, that's the question. What are YOU doing here?"

And I believed that because I had said no to Mohamed,

they were just keeping tabs on me to make sure I wasn't telling anybody,

which made me even more fearful.

What do you think those women could have done in that situation

with a man that's very wealthy, has a lot of security?

What could they do?

All they could do would be go to the police, wouldn't it?

But nothing would happen because he was too powerful.

Can you imagine being 22?

A, you've got to tell your parents

that you've been abused by your boss.

B, you've then got to get someone to go to the police with you.

Three, you're fighting one of the most powerful men in the country.

Where's that going to go?

The spider's web of corruption

and abuse in this company

was unbelievable and very dark.

Any place of work has a duty

to ensure the safety of its employees.

When you take that to a classic place like Harrods,

without question, the company failed these ladies.

That's why we step in,

because they just did nothing to actually prevent this.

They did the opposite. They enabled it.

We're one of a number of representatives

that are acting for survivors of this horrific case.

How are we? Very well.

This case has been quite an eye-opener for me.

It really has, in many ways.

In terms of the severity? Yeah.

And also the, um, extent of responsibility that I felt

with - we've got now over 15 survivors

and it's growing every day.

If what these ladies say is right - and we've no reason to dispute it -

then Fayed clearly was an absolute menace to society.

He was a serial sex abuser. A serial sex abuser.

First of all,

we're going towards a claim

for an unsafe system of work.

Yeah.

We are in possession of material to suggest that the extent

of the knowledge of those who were significant in Harrods

did rather make it, effectively,

at least an acquiescence to what was going on.

It's very much all sides coming together

of acquiescence in the abuse, the selection process,

the actual acts themselves,

and then effectively the ability of the arms, the tentacles,

to make sure that it's covered up.

One of the questions is, why was nothing said at the time?

It limited opportunities.

They couldn't go to HR because that was internal

and was controlled by the senior figures at Harrods. Yeah, yeah.

Where do they go? It's understandable that people

would think, "Well, there's nowhere for me to go."

There's really only one area where you do go if you seek redress...

And that's the press. ..and that's the press, to say,

"Actually, this is something very badly wrong here."

I had quite a number of conversations with Maureen Orth

and started to talk about the safety in numbers thing.

This kind of, you're not alone.

So I agreed to give a statement, but to do it anonymously.

You've got to remember, the people that we work for,

they have secrets that a lot of people don't know about,

and the only people that know those secrets are a security team.

John Macnamara was head of security

at the time.

His background was with the Metropolitan Police,

that he'd been a senior officer,

and that he was now in control

of all Mr Al Fayed's security arrangements.

But he was a nasty piece of work, you know,

would threaten people and things

and use his power as an ex-copper.

I know for a fact Macnamara knocked on someone's door personally

and threatened a girl.

"ALICE": John Macnamara contacted me before the article was published

at a point where I was living at a different address,

different telephone number and different work,

and I had no idea how he'd found me,

and said I wasn't to be involved in that article.

But if I went against his advice

that just to be aware that he knew where my parents lived.

It turned me cold.

And after I spoke to Maureen,

I've never spoken to anybody else

for fear of just what it might bring.

Mohamed Al Fayed never influenced anything that we published,

much as he sometimes tried to,

but Al Fayed cultivated influential people,

made them generous offers of free items from Harrods,

and he also tried that on journalists.

But if it had come back out in the mid '80s -

groping, propositioning - he would never have got anywhere near

that he did get to the royal family.

Princess Diana would never have entertained going on a holiday

with Dodi Fayed.

He would have been disgraced.

I think he would have had difficulty holding on to Harrods

or even staying out of jail.

NEWS ARCHIVE: For British royal watchers,

it has been another day of float off the coast of Saint-Tropez.

Their focus, Mohamed Al Fayed's villa,

where the Princess and her sons are holiday guests.

This afternoon she boarded a 150-foot cruiser,

also belonging to the Harrods boss, to sail away from Saint-Tropez,

to slip away from the media glare.

Watching that clip of Saint-Tropez brought back a lot of memories

of my two summers I spent there.

Say "Hi", boys.

I think it was a very good replica villa that they found

for the location.

Your Royal Highness.

Mou Mou.

Yeah, it was a beautiful place, for sure.

But, for me,

it had some bad memories.

Here I am in the grounds.

And this is an actual shot of the bedroom I stayed in,

which was adjacent to the office.

Prior to going to Saint-Tropez,

I was told that I needed to go and have another check up with Dr Coxon,

and when I got to the villa, I could see that Mohamed,

he was absolutely livid.

He came up to me with a bottle of Dettol disinfectant in his hand,

and his first words to me were, "Who have you been fucking?"

I didn't know what he was talking about.

"I got the medical report back from Dr Coxon

"and it shows that you have, you know, an STD."

He said, "You have a dirty pussy and you're a fucking whore.

"You need to bathe in this."

He then handed me a packet of pills.

He said, "You need to take these pills, one every night,

"to clear up your infection."

I certainly didn't take the pills,

and I certainly didn't put Dettol in my bath.

And it wasn't until a few days later when I called home to my mum,

who at the time was working in a London hospital,

and I just asked her sort of casually

if she knew what these pills were, and she was like,

"Yeah, they're a major sedative, tranquilliser-type drug."

A few nights later, I was in my bedroom

and I could feel him sort of rattling the door, trying to get in.

I thought, "Oh, my God, he's going to come back

"and he's going to come in."

He's expecting I've taken these pills.

He thinks I'm passed out and, you know, do what he wants to me.

And sure enough, he came back.

I could hear the door jangling again, trying to get in.

And I think that was definitely the night that he attempted rape.

Certainly, I think that was his intention.

NEWS ARCHIVE: After the Princess's holiday

aboard Mohamed Al Fayed's yacht,

the media interest in the couple became intense.

You must be pleased for your son.

It's his business. Thank you very much.

I was the United Kingdom editor of Vanity Fair in the '90s.

My role was to support everything in the story.

I've never talked about it before, no.

This is the stuff got stranded with me.

And this is just a tiny fraction of what we have.

And there were massive, masses, amounts of interviews, statements,

affidavits, supporting evidence.

Within those affidavits,

there is evidence of serial criminality.

Looking at them again, I really think we had a very strong case.

I was approached by Vanity Fair back in the 1990s.

They tracked me down, I think,

because whoever was on the door

at Park Lane when I left

must have seen the state I was in

and remembered me or remembered my name.

That evening, I'd already talked to him about the idea

of wanting to be an actress.

When I walked in, we sat down and he started talking about how Dodi

was about to start producing the prequel to Hook,

and he gave me the script and he said,

"Read that passage from the script, straight to camera,

"and then I'll send it on to Dodi."

In context, it was fine,

but out of context it was "Take me, take me, please."

He comes round from behind the camera and he grabs me

and he kisses me on the mouth and I push him away.

And I do... I sort of say, "What are you doing?"

He said, "Right, if you won't sleep with me,

"I'm not helping you with your acting career."

And I thought, "Get out, I've got to get out."

I was able to get my things and get out.

NEWS ARCHIVE: Since the start of speculation about a new romance,

tabloid photographers have laid siege to the Park Lane home

of Dodi Fayed.

Late last night, the arrival of a car

similar to that owned by the Princess of Wales

led to reports that the two were sharing an intimate meal.

Frustratingly for the photographers,

there was no opportunity to see the diners,

although their own activities were constantly monitored

by security cameras which protect this exclusive part of Mayfair.

So I thought this was a big, big worry.

I thought he would almost certainly use his security equipment,

his CCTV, his bugging equipment,

to record some part of this relationship.

Fayed would just use her like he used everybody.

I let a friend of hers know.

I'm not even sure that the message reached her.

But we did have this one attempt to set us up.

Fayed had a lot of people working for him.

They asked for a private meeting with me

and they offered... It was a man called Paul Handley-Greaves.

His story was that he had been fired by Mohamed,

but then he said he would like to come to our side

and offer us this video of Fayed having sex with an employee.

Now, of course, if that had been the case,

that would have been gold dust, but it was too easy.

Who's going to make that tape?

It's not Fayed and it's not going to be his security people.

That tape does not exist.

So I said if such a tape existed and I offered you money

or even accepted it, I'd be in breach of the law

because I'd be receiving stolen goods.

Anyway, somebody - I won't say who - did make an offer.

And we looked completely idiotic.

To that degree, we were at war.

One afternoon, I got a phone call from somebody.

Mr Al Fayed wanted to ask me if I would bear witness

to his good character in a court proceedings

that he had taken out against the journalist.

And I said, "If you think I'm going to bear witness

"to his good character, you've got another thing coming."

And hoped that that was that.

But received a courier package a few days later

that included a statement that I had supposedly given,

witnessing Mohamed's good character, signed by me,

and I had not given that statement, and I had not signed a statement.

At which point I was absolutely terrified

because I thought, if this can happen,

what else could happen to me?

We had a lot of evidence. We were really in a strong position.

They couldn't do anything about Maureen's article.

Everything we found out in support,

which is much, much sort of more damaging than Maureen's article,

and to have women in court saying, actually, he came over

in his dressing gown and offered me £100 for this or that sexual favour.

It was completely... He couldn't have had that.

This is BBC Television from London.

Diana, Princess of Wales, has died after a car crash in Paris.

The French government announced her death

just before 5:00 this morning.

Diana, Princess of Wales, had been a passenger in a car

which crashed in a tunnel next to the River Seine.

Her friend Dodi Fayed and their driver were also killed.

Everyone was traumatised by the appalling events in Paris.

Nobody was thinking about this libel case after what had happened.

The moment the crash happened and Diana was dead and Dodi was dead,

forget it, you know? It was a bigger event.

It was more important than our dispute.

This is the letter reporting a settlement offer

in the Al Fayed case.

They're prepared to drop the case.

And then what they wanted - and here's the key thing -

we would destroy everything we've discovered,

evidence, affidavits and correspondence.

We would never refer to the case again.

He'd won the game.

We had got a case which could go to court and would have beaten him,

and the only thing they want to do is to destroy everything

that we'd found out in those two years.

And that is the crucial proposal which we accepted.

I was really cross that we'd been silenced,

and we would not be able to publicise what had gone on

at Harrods and in France, at the Bois de Boulogne residence.

NEWS ARCHIVE: Two memorials to Diana and Dodi

were in place at Harrods today.

Tourists came to sign the books of condolence

set up outside the store.

In the afternoon, Mr Al Fayed arrived to thank them.

God bless you, darling. It's no problem. Thank you very much.

Once the accident happened,

naturally, he became extremely famous.

It involved arguably one of Britain's most important icons

of the last century. She was beloved.

But one can only have empathy for someone whose child,

even if it is an adult child, was killed in such a horrific manner.

We're at the Pont de l'Alma,

where the accident that killed Princess Diana

and Dodi Al Fayed happened.

A year later, I was the assistant to Mohamed Al Fayed.

As Mohamed Al Fayed's

executive assistant at the Ritz.

I was his only assistant on the European continent.

I'd say probably 50% had to do with managing various aspects

of the investigation.

But at the same time,

he could be putting his hand up my skirt.

He would take my head and he would push it into his genitals.

I realised relatively quickly I should never sit,

because then I'm trapped.

And I couldn't get out.

I couldn't get out of the chair.

Mohamed Al Fayed was like an apex predator.

Often going into his office,

when he summoned me, there was like, um, excitement.

Like a... Like...

And then it moved so fast.

He had done this for so long.

He enjoyed the chase and he enjoyed...

..I guess, the fear in my eyes, or our eyes.

I was always consumed with fear.

I was consumed with keeping my job.

I just thought, I'll do two years here.

I'll get my letter of recommendation and then just out.

It will be a trampoline to something really great.

Bite the bullet and get through it, right?

Before I learned what I have done,

I had no issue with Mohamed Al Fayed

at all. I guess I was sympathetic to him, if anything.

You know, the whole death of his son.

When Dodi died, public sympathy was so immense

that he was then untouchable.

The Big Story, I found reference to it online

in some rabbit hole I was down.

We did start to peel the lid on what Fayed was.

FROM LAPTOP: This young woman is prepared to talk,

but she's too frightened to be identified.

She accuses Mohamed Fayed of repeated sexual harassment

when she worked with him at Harrods.

Some were anonymous because they were terrified.

When Mr Al Fayed came into my office,

if I were standing by the filing cabinet, he would come and grope me,

make obscene remarks about my sexual life, my private parts.

Nothing in that was as serious as what we now know to be.

However, clearly he was at bare minimum exposed as a groper -

and that is sexual harassment, sexual assault, and that is a crime.

These allegations were in the open.

They were out there. They were public.

There's no way on the planet that senior execs at Harrods didn't know,

but it just carried on continuing.

It should have caused huge concern,

but it didn't.

It bounced off him and before we know it, he's back on telly,

acting the clown with Ali G, etc.

Me and you, Mou, is gonna be like a pair of rappers. Excellent.

Like, I is Snoop. You is Dr Dre.

I is Chuck D, you is Flavor Flav.

I is the Method Man, you is the Ol' Dirty Bastard.

LAUGHTER You are the dirty bastard, not me!

DJ, give me the beat!

♪ Here come the shopkeeper Mohamed

♪ Here come the shopkeeper Mohamed

♪ Him the libel case winner Al Fayed

♪ Him got a nice face

♪ Al Fayed... ♪

So Mohamed Fayed presented himself as a clown.

And people only see the clown.

Please welcome back Mohamed Al Fayed.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you!

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

What they don't realise is that behind that clownish buffoonery,

that eccentricity, lies a very, very, deeply dark,

determined sexual predator.

It is a absolutely classic disguise.

He went on into the noughties and later behaving in that way,

and he never paid for it.

Look, I know I may appear as though I've got a teenage crush,

but there's something intoxicating about standing next to an anarchist,

especially an anarchist billionaire.

And you can count those on the fingers of a mitten.

So when I was hired, the documentary You're Fayed

I think just came out a couple of days beforehand.

FAYED:

He did come across as he was having quite a laugh.

FROM LAPTOP: Oh, you're naughty!

He was definitely obsessed with sex.

There was no sense of humour about it.

It was highly unpleasant.

It became clear to me that this job was going to be a short one.

He could definitely be charming,

but I think that's mostly the image that he would like to give off.

He used to do a walk around and talk to members of the public.

Viagra for tonight. Oh.

He would hand things out

and invite people to maybe work for him in the future.

And I think it was often quite an event

for anybody who he came across.

I had just turned 14

when Mum and I...

..met Mohamed Al Fayed in Harrods.

Everyone was asking for photos of him,

so, you know, we asked for a photo with him.

We got chatting and he asked me

to work for him in Harrods,

and I said, "I would love to, but I can't. I'm underage."

And he said, "It's fine, we can find a way."

And obviously for me, I was - of course, how amazing.

I had started working at Harrods when I had just turned 15.

I was told not to talk about my age.

I started to see him at the beginning like a father figure,

you know, just wanted the best intentions for me.

And then as time went on, I just started to see some weird...

Like, the longer hugs and the longer kisses,

and then the phone calls started happening on my mobile.

You know, I'm a 15-year-old

and he's now calling my personal mobile.

I hope that from today, people see what he was really like.

Mohamed Al Fayed is a rapist.

I think he's a serial rapist.

I joined in 2007

and it was my first job in London.

I think his behaviour was inappropriate from the start.

He would make comments about girls being on their periods,

grabbing their crotch area,

not stuff that you would expect to be spoken about

in an office environment.

His behaviour would become more scary while I was on the trips.

My first trip was actually to Abu Dhabi

and that's when I realised,

actually, he's not joking, he's serious.

I was away in a foreign country that I'd never visited before

and he was trying to get in my room in quite an aggressive manner.

It was absolutely terrifying.

The other senior PA, who'd been travelling with him numerous times,

she just said, "Look, it's what he does. He'll give up eventually."

The incident happened in May 2008.

I was asked to go to his, um...

Up to the boardroom.

He was in a funny mood. Like, a very bad mood.

Started just getting really, like, hugging me

and touchy and feely and rubbing himself against me,

and, um, and then, um, he just grabbed my face

and tried to, like, just basically put his tongue in my mouth.

I mentioned that I was 15, and what are you doing?

And he said I was turning into a beautiful woman,

and he grabbed my chest.

I pushed him off, and he saw I was freaked out and scared,

and he just went into a rage

and just started screaming at me and just...

SOBBING: Sorry.

I was a child when this happened.

You know, he was nearly 80 and I was 15.

I spoke to my parents

and we all thought the best people maybe to talk to were the police.

I was reporting child sex abuse within a working place.

And, um, that's when it all went bad.

There was a leak within the police force

which led to them going to the press.

The owner of Harrods, Mohamed Al Fayed,

has been interviewed by police

in connection with an allegation of sexual assault

against a girl under 16.

NEWS REPORT: Mohamed Al Fayed has denied an allegation

that he sexually assaulted a teenage girl.

I was told not to leave the house.

I was put in a safe house.

We were told by the police that there was an inside investigation

within the police force

to why and how my information had been leaked.

I couldn't trust anyone at this point.

The allegations, which first surfaced in a Sunday newspaper,

are that the schoolgirl met Mr Fayed

while she was shopping here with her mother.

It's alleged he asked for her phone number and later invited her back.

She claims it was then that he sexually assaulted her.

When the allegations of the 15-year-old girl came about,

the only time I really knew about it

was when I was summonsed into an office with a police officer

and questioned myself about his behaviour,

and if I thought that there was any chance that he'd done

what he was being accused of.

Obviously my answer would have been yes,

but given I was escorted by a Harrods lawyer,

my answers were, "No, he's fine."

You know, "He's...he's appropriate.

"I've never seen this behaviour."

Looking back, I wish I'd been strong enough and brave enough to say yes,

I think she was right.

He did not attend under compulsion

and the meeting lasted for less than half an hour.

Mr Al Fayed vehemently denies this allegation

and is confident that his name will be cleared.

I think if I met that 15-year-old now, I would be...

I'd be so sorry that I didn't stick up for her

and that I didn't do the right thing.

I wish I'd been brave enough at the time, but I just wasn't.

I think that's what's pushed me to speak up now.

It feels like it's a chance to make right all the wrongs,

even though we were wronged ourselves.

I'm glad she's speaking up now,

and I appreciate what she's had to say.

But it's also, like, I wish she'd said something.

But, you know, we're all under... We live in fear.

We were all under fear, you know. He was a scary person.

So, you know...

It wasn't until I'd experienced the more serious side

of his harassment that I realised it wasn't something

he was playing around with. He was serious.

And it got to a point where I just didn't know which way to turn.

So I bought a small Dictaphone that I had in my pocket

in case I needed to record something that was happening.

And these are the transcripts from those recordings.

It's really, I think, the only kind of evidence that we've got

of what he's done to me and to others.

And one of them was in Paris, in his residence there, Villa Windsor.

I just put the recorder on, like, a bedside table,

and obviously I fell asleep and woke up with him telling me,

"Are we having a party tonight?"

I was so shocked at him coming in

that I made out I had had an allergic reaction to nuts.

He's basically telling me to relax

and, "It's important for you to make love and relax."

I said, "I just want to go to sleep on my own.

"Mr Fayed, I don't want to. Mr Fayed."

And he kept saying, "Relax, please relax."

How can you relax when you're in that situation?

He walked out and he was angry.

These were taken just before the final incident.

There was one particular trip to Paris

that was just the final straw for me.

Arriving in Paris, we'd be escorted by police.

There'd normally be six or seven police cars and motorbikes

following us with full siren all the way through Paris

until we arrived at Villa Windsor, where we were to spend the evening.

I took myself off to bed.

I woke up startled and he was just there,

wearing nothing but a silk...

..like, dressing gown-type, smoking jacket thing.

And he tried to get in the bed with me

and I told him, "No, I don't want you to."

And he proceeded to just keep trying to get in the bed,

at which point he was kind of on top of me

and I really couldn't move anywhere.

I was kind of face down on the bed and he just pressed himself on me.

At that point, I just cried and he got up

and quite aggressively said to me, "Go in there and wash yourself,"

and pointed to the bathroom.

He told me there was a bottle of Dettol in there

and I just stood in the bath and washed myself as I was told to.

Obviously he wanted me to erase any trace

of him being anywhere near me at that point.

Is he a rapist?

He's... Yeah, he's a rapist.

In your head, is he a criminal?

Yeah, he's a criminal.

My case was definitely the closest to going to the courtroom.

Definitely.

But that was... It didn't.

I handed my phone to the police for evidence.

The evidence on there would have been the phone log

of the calls that I received.

Once I received my phone back, it wouldn't turn on.

It doesn't - it didn't work. It was dead.

Nothing. Nothing would work. Nothing would work on it.

The charges got dropped, from not enough evidence.

I managed to get my dates mixed up.

I said it happened on the Saturday

when it happened on the Friday, the incident.

And then it just came down to just that one day

with, you know, I was like, "How could I get the day wrong?

"How could I get the day wrong?"

But it was not my fault.

I do not feel that it was a strong enough reason

for that case to be dropped, I really don't.

I got back to the safety of my house,

and I decided I wasn't going back,

and I decided to engage with a lawyer.

When my lawyer contacted Harrods, he sent them transcripts

from the tapes that I had recorded

and told them that I was leaving on the grounds of sexual harassment.

My lawyer, he advised that obviously it was really sensitive,

given who he was.

They said, look, we just need to do this quickly and quietly.

The agreement for me leaving was I had to shred all of the evidence,

and in return I would be given a sum of money

and would be left alone.

The lawyers organised for a shredding truck

to come to my lawyer's office, where we placed everything in.

It was shredded in front of us, including tapes I had of him,

my phone that had messages and voicemails.

Really quite nasty voicemails on them.

Someone from HR was present for the shredding

of all of the evidence I had.

Harrods, I think they knew the significance

of having this kind of information available.

I think they just wanted to get rid of it as quick as possible

and get rid of me as quick as possible.

I thought I'd lost the transcripts,

but actually what I did have was the transcriptions sent to my lawyer

in my sent items of my email account at the time.

I was advised it would be in my best interest not to talk,

that I was to keep it quiet.

All these years, not being able to talk about something

that's so unfair. Like, it's so unfair

to make somebody go through something like that

and then expect them not to talk about it.

It's cruel.

There's often the case in any settlement

that nondisclosure agreements form part

to keep the settlement confidential.

And there's no specific issue with that.

My position on this, however,

is some of these people

were being subjected to criminal offences, and therefore,

in those circumstances, I certainly would question the role

of a nondisclosure agreement. Yeah.

We say there has been clearly attempts by the senior people

at Harrods to sweep this under the carpet.

And here is someone who has all the resources in the world...

And all the power. ..and a number of people in whose interests it is

to actually say, of course, nothing to see here.

Mohamed Al Fayed was always the one that got away.

I've tried to correct the record

and expose this horrific sex offender.

This is all...

This is quite old school.

These are all internal drives...

..I haven't looked at for years, some of these,

but it's basically the footage of films

that I've made over, like, 20 years,

all locked away on these drives.

So "Star" is Starsuckers.

It's one of the most shocking, revelatory,

powerful things I've ever filmed.

The aim of Starsuckers was to pull back the curtain

of the media machine

and sort of expose a lot of the deceit and wrongdoing

that was, at the time, quite prevalent

in the British and international media.

It was a bit of a kind of Wild West culture, really -

and in the middle of that culture was Max Clifford,

sort of, you know, pulling the strings in all directions

and sort of being this sort of all-powerful figure

who could either put false stories into the media to promote a client,

or stop negative stories coming out about people he represented.

We couldn't just go to him and say,

"Hey, Max, why don't you just tell us how you censor the press?"

And the way we came up with was through undercover filming.

MAX CLIFFORD: All right, no, it's like...it's like Mohamed.

Yeah, yeah.

It's gone on for 15 years.

And would keep going on, and continue to go on.

So, there was no question that what we had was dynamite.

Um, the problem started to come

was when we were getting the film legally checked,

and the problem came from the fact

that Mohamed Al Fayed was notoriously litigious.

We had an excellent law firm,

but they said to us, if you put this material in your film

as it stands, you will be sued.

What we had to do was to beep out Fayed's name.

BRACKETED WORDS BEEPED

Yeah, yeah.

Fayed was the one that we missed. Fayed was the one that we let go.

It makes me feel absolutely sick that he was doing this,

and he was able to get away with it for so long,

and we weren't able to stop him.

Those women were let down.

Everybody's known of this behaviour,

and I think no-one's really been able to do anything fully about it.

I have spoken up about my time there on numerous occasions.

Every time the press tried to do something, it was shut down.

I was approached...I think it was a Dispatches programme, then.

We'd done the filming, and that was shut down.

And I just remember being a little angry,

but also thinking, here we go again.

You know, it's been shut down in the magazines,

it's been shut down in the papers, and now it's shut down on screen.

NEWS ARCHIVE: The store, famed for its sales, was sold today.

The handshake was more of a handover.

After a quarter of a century in charge of Harrods,

Mohamed Al Fayed was cashing in.

It was after the #MeToo movement.

Public opinion towards this sort of behaviour

and towards these sort of people was changing, and it was changing fast,

and I really felt that it was the moment to speak up.

And I waived my anonymity for the programme,

which I did not do lightly.

VOICEOVER: Mohamed Al Fayed, super rich and powerful.

The famous former owner of Harrods

faces serious allegations.

He said, "If you don't sleep with me,

"I can't help you with your acting career."

It was a very key moment.

It gave other women the courage to come forward and tell their story

and to reach some kind of closure.

However, for me it felt like it slightly sank without a trace.

It was 2018 when I started to feel strong enough to do something.

I couldn't ever get my career back.

That was stolen from me and he took that from me.

We went to the police station.

I was filmed making my video statement,

and then this all went forward

with the police

to try and take this to court or whatever.

But Mohamed was too old to be prosecuted

and they said he wasn't in the right state of mind, or, you know -

so, they decided it wasn't worth pursuing, and it was dropped.

We engaged a lawyer and they approached Harrods' lawyers.

It just took so long.

It was only just before he died that they suddenly sent a letter

saying they were willing to sort of, you know, compensate me.

We're hoping this would happen before Mohamed died,

so that he would realise he hasn't got away with this,

so that he would know everything he's done is wrong.

NEWS MONTAGE: Just as we came on air tonight, it's been confirmed

that the self-made Egyptian billionaire...

..Mohamed Al Fayed has died at the age of 94.

He will be remembered as the man who owned Harrods.

His deep obsession with British aristocratic society

was later fictionalised in the Netflix series The Crown.

Does everyone in your family say things twice twice?

No, no.

I bet they do do, Mou Mou.

I was angry that he hadn't been publicly shamed

for what he had done,

for the amount of women he had, you know, destroyed.

Just then I thought, "Oh, he's got away with it.

"There we go." I knew it was going to happen anyway.

He was a tremendous life force.

He was obviously controversial,

but I feel that he did more good in this world

than all his critics combined.

The people who worked for him, and the people who were his customers

and the fans of his football club,

they know the real Mohamed and they cherished his friendship

and they cherish what he did.

It's not fair that he got to die with the legacy he did.

I know there are many other victims of Mohamed Al Fayed.

It's just horrific to think that he got away with that.

I think the fact that Al Fayed got away with as much as he did

was because a lot of people

engineered these situations on his behalf.

Fayed would have stood a few paces back in these situations,

and everyone else would be out there doing his dirty work for him.

The senior PA, I assume, is the person that set up

and instructed the doctor to do my medical.

I think the doctor who did my medical should be held accountable

for providing information to Mohamed,

which he used to take advantage of us.

There was always a group of people that knew where Al Fayed was,

what his movements were.

They can't say, "Oh, I never saw anything."

May not have seen the act.

There was certainly a pattern to it all.

So I started thinking, how many people were in on this?

Harrods, I think they knew the significance

of having this kind of information available.

A person like that has a lot of people who are drawn to money

and power, and do what is required of them by that man.

It was, in hindsight, such a massive ring of corruption and sexual abuse.

Many of those people have been named by these survivors in their accounts

and statements, and it will only be a matter of time

before they all need to be approached.

Expect that knock on the door at some point.

I want to deter any other Mohamed Al Fayeds in the making,

to stop them doing anything like this ever again.

It's important, this film, because it's a loud voice screaming

at everyone to say this is not acceptable any longer.

I've spent so many years being quiet and silent and not speaking up.

I hope talking about it now helps.

That we can all start feeling better and healing from it.

I think he damaged me in some way.

But I'm moving on from that now.

I want to put it all behind me now and forget about it.

Move on and be strong.