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And the St Jerome's School Prize for Student of the Year goes to Bethany

Williams.

Thank you.

I think we've drawn the short straw here. Jesus.

Luke, this is Julian McDowell, assistant head.

And principal of English.

Mr. McDowell was Bethany's English teacher.

Assistant head? Where's the head?

Eternity leave.

I'm Mrs Colin Grantham, the school janitor. Building and resource manager.

What's all the fuss about?

Yeah, we heard it was a suicide.

No, we're treating Bethany Williams' death as suspicious.

So I'm declaring the whole school a crime scene.

We're going to have to send the kids home and shut the place down for the

24 hours, OK?

OK, if you and Mrs Mackin can start organising that, I think I ought to talk

Bethany's friends.

Sorry, I'm going to need to have to control the flow of information here.

them Bethany's dead, but that's it, no more.

You can use the gym, but the rest of the school's off -limits. Also, I'm going

to need the names of everyone who was at the prize -giving last night, OK?

Right then, Al.

Feast.

Obviously, they've left them in situ. Now, they think that the shot was fired

from over there.

Just about.

Here.

OK, so close range, but... Well, why not point blank?

You've got your victim tied to a tree. Why not just stand here and shoot him?

How many bullets in the body?

That is the strange thing. We won't know the total until the forensic sweep's

done. But up till now, we've got six shell casings. I got another one.

Seven. Seven shell casings and only one bullet in the body. So he's a pitiful

shot. It's a bit harder than that.

All but one of the shell casings has crimped on the end.

So he, or she, was firing blanks. Why would I shoot a fire a bunch of blanks

one live round?

Terrify him? Want to kill him?

Yeah, possible.

Right, let's ID him.

Once Annie's done the PM, I want the live bullet and the rest of the shell

casings fast -tracked to Ballistic. All right? Yep.

Yeah,

it is, okay.

Right, let's get the forensics in first, establish the make and model of these

trainers, plus any distinguishing kinks on the prints.

Al, upstairs.

17 years old.

What makes someone like that want to take their own life?

Teenage girls, Luke, they're volatile and impulsive, and they think the whole

world revolves around them.

So the big dramatic suicidal gesture is never quite off the agenda.

Well, there's enough here to suggest this is no straightforward suicide.

Right, Al, we need to start interviewing family, friends, boyfriends. Anyone

close enough to Bethany to know she was suicidal.

The golden hour's over, isn't it?

The evidence is deteriorating.

You're going to do this on the hurry up, aren't you? You could be a real

sticker. Excuse me, who are you?

Oliver Grantham, class 3C.

Can I call you Doug? No, you can't, mind your feet.

How did you get in here? I sent all the pupils home.

I am home.

Grantham. Right, you're the caretaker's son.

The building and resource manager's son.

What rank are you? I'm a sergeant. Now, listen. A sergeant? Is that all? And

you're an SIO on a category A case?

Yeah, well, we're a bit overstretched at the moment. Look, caretaker's son or

not, you shouldn't be in here.

Why not?

I can help you, Sarge.

Don't call me Sarge.

How about boss? No.

Look, nothing I'd be snitch or anything.

I can give you the entire track on this place.

Heads up on what's really going on.

Help you prioritise your TIEs.

If you let me into the factory.

That's what you call the stage, isn't it?

Oh, I'll tell you what.

If this case does turn out to be a sticker, I'll put you on a TLI, OK?

What's a TLI? Three -letter initial. Now, please go away.

DNA sample from the victim. Can you run that through the database?

Sure. Anything from the list six yet? Oh, yeah, quite a lot, actually.

They're still searching the crime scene, but we're up to eight shell casings

already. Now, all fired from 7 .60 semi -automatic weapons.

Wait, wait.

Weapons, plural?

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, this is where it gets really interesting.

Now, you see, all the signature striation marks are different.

So far, eight shooters, seven blanks, one live round.

Okay, Frank, we need to keep the search team at the crime scene. I mean every

blade of grass. We need an absolute and final count on how many shooters were...

Shit.

What?

Well, I'm not sure, but... Okay, let's say there's a group of people who want

someone killed and they want to divide up the responsibility.

Like a lottery?

We have eight blanks and one live round.

But no one knows who has the live round.

So you're saying exactly... What I'm saying, Frank, is I think this man was

executed.

A firing squad?

Yes, sir, a firing squad.

A firing squad?

This is crossing the line.

I mean, we could be looking at... God knows what.

Do we have an ID on the victim?

Not yet. DNA's at the lab. And we have absolutely no other trace evidence on

other shooters.

Shooters, plural. That's your problem.

Even if we round them all up, we can only charge the one who fired the fatal

shot with murder.

But they're not just witnesses. They're co -conspirators.

They're never going to give up the killer.

No, but as you say, if we round them up, we'll just have to try and force them

to break their ranks. That's easier said than done.

The firing squad could have kidnapped the victim.

Probably did.

They planned this meticulously.

You think so?

If it's so well planned, how come they left the shell casings behind?

Well, that's a very good point, Luke.

Someone could have disturbed them in the crime scene. I really don't know. It's

your job to find out, Susan.

We'll need extra manpower, so I'm expecting Stone here to free up his team

the Bethany Williams case, yes? Well, if that is a straightforward suicide, I

really don't think we should be involved.

I couldn't agree with you more.

Well, hang on, what about the unexplained footprints at the crime

could have been placed there after the young girl took her own life. OK, if

that's the case, then how come he or she didn't contact the emergency services?

I mean, you find a dead body in a school corridor in the middle of the night,

you do something about it.

You can't walk away from this.

It's a suspicious death, minimum.

Minimum being the operative word. After you've explained the footprints, it's

either murder or suicide. Nothing in between, understand?

And if it's suicide, you're on Susan's team.

Right.

My work here is done.

Now, bring me solutions, not problems.

Yes, sir.

Bethany was a miracle.

We... We used to think we couldn't have children, and...

I was 42.

You think we pushed her too hard?

So Bethany didn't come home with you after the prize -giving?

No.

We left before ten when the prize -giving finished.

Bethany was going to go to a club with some of her friends.

Did either of you notice any sign that Bethany was suicidal?

No.

Bethany was happy and bright and funny.

I know my daughter. There's no reason why she would kill herself.

What about boyfriends?

Was there anyone?

Oh, no.

There was no one special.

Oh, Bethany was so level -headed.

She was more interested in her own academic career. She knew she was too

to have a serious relationship.

Was there anything odd going on, anything troubling her?

Mr Williams?

I don't know.

Last night at the prize -giving,

She was talking to Holly Edwards most of the time.

Holly's her best friend.

I don't know what they were talking about, but something was going on.

OK, we'll talk to Holly.

Holly Edwards.

We're going to have to make a search of Bethany's room, her personal things and

stuff like that.

Do you think that someone killed her?

Luke? Yeah? I need a word.

OK.

Excuse me.

Something from Bethany's body? Yeah, a few things from the blood test. First,

alcohol, vodka in her bloodstream. A lot of vodka. She was very drunk when she

died. The other thing? High estrogen levels.

I went back to the body and confirmed it. Bethany Williams is pregnant.

All right, Simon.

Got a hit, Susan.

Your victim's DNA identifies him as Vernon Duffy.

Okay, so he's executed by firing squad. What does that make him? Ex -military?

Maybe mercenary?

Worse. Look, you need to know who the father is.

Yeah.

Okay. I can get you now.

Eighteen months ago, Vernon Duffy was accused of the abduction, rape and

of a young woman named Harriet Morgan.

Now, Mrs Morgan was married with a one -year -old baby.

Her husband, James, was left to pick up the pieces.

The attack was particularly vicious.

Prolonged torture, repeated rape over a three -day period.

But the most incriminating piece of evidence was a series of Polaroids.

Trophies, if you like, taken by Duffy as a document of his crime.

These were found in his house.

That was all cut and dried until the defence pointed out that the search of

Duffy's flat was illegal.

A technicality. But the judge had no choice.

He gave the cops involved the public bollocking and dismissed the case.

Vernon Duffy walked.

All right, Frank.

We're going to have to look at Harriet Morgan's family, friends and neighbours.

A revenge attack, do you think?

Look that way.

Bethany was dead.

At least four weeks.

Did you know this?

I'm sorry, Mr. Williams.

I know this is difficult for you, for you both.

But we're going to have to take DNA samples from everyone connected with

Bethany.

Friends.

And family.

You all right, Frank?

Mm -hmm.

The case file on the murder of Harriet Morgan.

Yeah, what about it?

He's pictures that animal Duffy took of Harriet what he did to her both before

and after he killed her.

So what's your point?

No point.

I'll tell you if I was a friend or family of Harriet Morgan's I'd consider

killing them myself.

Frank.

Listen to me.

And please I want you to get this around the rest of the team yeah?

We are not investigating the murder of Harriet Morgan. We are investigating the

murder of Vernon Duffy.

So.

I want you to put these back where you found them.

Let's just get on with the job, yeah?

Yeah.

All right, Al.

Now I'm going back to school to interview Holly Edwards, Bethany's best

What's all this?

Personal stuff from Bethany's bedroom and her local school.

Okay, did you get her mobile?

She didn't have one. What, a teenage girl without a mobile?

Seems Bethany wouldn't like other teenage girls. Okay.

Will you carry on with that? I'm going to interview Holly.

See if she knew Bethany was pregnant.

I know.

Get in the car with Nanny.

Mind your legs, Nanny's trapped you in.

James Morgan.

I'm Detective Inspector Susan Alembic for DC Craven.

We're investigating the murder of Vernon Duffy.

Can you tell us where you were last night, James?

Yeah. Yeah, I went out for a walk.

I'm on my own with my son, you know.

So my mother -in -law comes round, gives me a break, and I went out for a walk.

Alone. Did anyone see you while you were out, James?

No. You sure?

Didn't stop and speak to anyone?

Mr Morgan, we're going to have to take you in for questioning.

I also have a warrant.

That's your premises.

Through everything, Anthony.

Thank you.

Yes, I did know.

She told me last night before the prize giving.

I was so gobsmacked.

Thought Bethany of all people would have used some kind of contraceptive.

So who was the father?

Come on, you're a teenage girl. She must have told you who the father was.

What do you know about teenage girls? Quite a lot. There used to be one.

Look, you do that later.

Look, Bethany was like at an emotional crossroads.

Yeah, she needed her head space.

And I told her whatever she did, I'd unconditionally be there for her. Do you

know who the father of her child is?

Yes.

I can't tell you.

What? I made a solemn promise to Bethany. Look, it's possible that she

suicide because of this guy.

Yeah, but she's, like, dead.

And that's even more of a reason why I've got to respect her wishes.

We can use DNA to find out. Then find out.

But I'm not betraying Bethany's confidence, OK?

That's totally non -negotiable.

What do you keep looking at my feet for? What's your suicide?

Four. Why?

Did she discuss killing herself with you? Did she give you any indication

she was suicidal?

No. What do you think we are, goths?

OK, all right. Did Bethany tell the father she was pregnant?

She arranged to meet him after the prize giving.

Ten o 'clock up on the second floor.

That's when she was going to tell him.

She was really excited.

She had this glow about her.

She was so in love.

So what are you telling me here, Holly?

That the father was in the school at the prize giving?

What, parent, pupil, teacher?

Look, what is wrong with you? I've told you, I can't tell you. So get over

yourself and deal with it.

Can I go now? I've got an appointment with my grief counsellor.

Yes.

We need to have a look at this.

Go on, then.

Go and see your grief counsellor.

What if it doesn't work?

I found it among Bethany's stuff.

It was filmed the day before she died.

Someone knew Bethany was suicidal.

So who filmed it?

Let's start with whoever's classroom this is filmed in.

You'd better get me up to the lab, eh?

Bethany was not the sort of young woman who would commit suicide.

You seem very sure of that, Mr McDowell. I am.

Did you know her well, intimately?

What exactly are you implying?

We're implying you're lying.

That you knew she was suicidal.

I'm sorry.

I'm cold.

Scared.

I feel like I'm dead already.

Something funny.

You guys really ought to brush up on your Shakespeare.

Sorry you've lost me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Do you have some kind of a problem with us?

Bethany was doing a Shakespeare speech.

It was a student assignment.

Romeo and Juliet, Act 4, Scene 3.

I have a faint cold fear, thrills through my veins, that almost freezes up

heat of life.

Look at the speech construction.

I think you'll find it tallies with this.

It was a student exercise.

Take a Shakespeare speech and contemporise it.

Bethany did it quite brilliantly.

She, yeah.

She was a talented actress.

She was an extraordinary young woman. She could have been anything, done

anything.

I got 20 more students doing Shakespeare speeches, if you're interested.

Where were you last night between 10 and 11 .30?

I was here at the school at the prize -giving.

I left after it finished around 10 .15.

I don't see why...

Yes, what do you want?

Nothing.

I'm looking for my dad.

Well, he isn't here.

We want DNA samples from everyone we've got the prize giving, including

yourself.

Why? Why is outside your remit, Mr MacDowell.

this McDowell character.

He's treated the kids like adults, teachers, never trust a man.

I never did. Not after my art teacher tried to snog me.

What'd you do?

Told her I wasn't interested.

Oh. Yeah.

Look, I didn't actually snog her, so stop trying to picture it, okay?

Okay, sorry.

Yeah.

Okay, all right. On our way.

Cheers. Bye.

That was Simon.

He's got a result on the sheet prints.

Yeah. Yeah, that's good.

Oh, Frank?

Yeah? I've got something you might like.

Thanks for that.

What's up, O? What have you got, Simon?

Well, we've got James Morgan's prints all over these pictures.

Okay.

Well, that proves he handled them. It doesn't prove he took them, does it?

True. And this doesn't prove anything either, but it is an anomaly.

This picture here was on top of the pile inside the envelopes. We've got a

number of prints of it, all James Morgan, except for this one here.

It's partial.

Okay, and you've checked it against the database?

Yeah. Thank you, Simon. Thank you. Okay.

Frank Craven, man of bronze.

Off yours, Luke.

What's this problem?

Oh, man on a mission, you know.

Oh, right, go on. OK, I've nailed you the make and model of the shoe print

was found in Bethany's blood.

It is a Reebok classic.

Quite well worn, with abrasions here, here and here.

Plus there's a small sliver of the heel missing from the right shoe.

OK, Al, we found these shoes matching for this and...

We have a suspect.

OK, the photographs of the execution we got from James Morgan's house. Now,

we've got a rogue print.

Maybe a parcel print, but it's not James Morgan's. Look, Frank, I don't care who

bloody printed it, OK?

Right now, James Morgan is still our prime suspect. So let's just rule him in

out, OK?

300 people at that prize -giving last night.

We can't exactly go back in time and see what each of them was wearing, can we?

I don't know about that.

School prize -giving, a big night for children and... Proud parents. What do

proud parents do?

Take photos.

I'll get round to everyone who was there last night and get their snaps, OK?

Susan. Yeah.

How are you doing? I hope you're not working Frank too hard.

Is he OK?

Yeah, he's all right.

Art's in the right place.

Just every time he looks at me, he feels like he's my bloody conscience.

Are you OK?

This is one ugly, messy cake. This lady's got salt.

Yeah, this is, uh, D .I. Susan Alembic. Susan, this is Oliver.

Hello, Oliver. Nice to meet you. Oliver, how'd you get in here?

told one of the wooden tops downstairs I had an appointment.

You know, we do not refer to our uniformed colleagues using that kind of

inappropriate language.

Sorry, Sarge.

Uniforms are our eyes and ears on the street, eh? Oh, yes, they are.

Right, well, I'll leave you and your mini -me to it, shall I?

What do you mean by that?

I don't know, Sarge.

I've got some intelligence for you.

Annie. Hi.

Okay, on my way.

Who's that?

It's Dr. Parvez. She's got some... Dr. Parvez?

What's she?

Your pathology bunny?

Look, haven't you got any mates you can play with?

No. No mates?

Have you got any mates?

Of course I've got mates. Who?

Well, you know, there's Grubb, there's Brian Bird, there's Sepia O 'Neill. It

doesn't really matter.

Mr. McDowell, he's been lying to you.

When you asked him where he was...

When Bethany Williams got killed.

He said he was still in the school until 10 .15 after the prize -giving

finished. I saw him leave the school just after 9 o 'clock, before the prize

-giving finished.

You should be careful about what you're saying here, Oliver.

McDowell's lying. I saw him leave the school about 9 o 'clock.

I'm prepared to make a statement.

Did he kill Bethany Williams?

Hang on.

How did you know about the alibi that McDowell gave us?

You were listening outside the door when I was interviewing him, weren't you?

Sorry, Sarge.

Intelligence, Captain.

Oliver, do me a favour. Go home and watch Scooby -Doo or something, will

I hate Scooby -Doo.

Too easy to guess the culprit.

Greg, can you kindly show this young man out, please? Right.

I was only trying to help.

Why?

Why?

I'd better go.

Look, I've got a kid.

He needs me.

I wouldn't do anything to jeopardise that.

I want the names of the other people involved, James.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You've been going into this whole thing.

You must have seen the photos Duffy took of what he did to my wife.

No, I haven't seen their photographs.

But I have seen another set.

The execution of Vernon Duffy.

Duffy deserved this.

He murdered my wife.

Only he didn't just kill her.

Three days he kept her for.

Three days she was alone with him.

With no one to save her or help her.

And he humiliated her, brutalized her.

You can't even imagine what she suffered.

Hi. Hi. What have we got?

The identity of the father of Bethany's baby.

Julian McDowell.

Did you do this?

No.

I didn't.

An envelope came through my door. These pictures were inside him. I don't know

who took them or where they came from.

James, you still haven't accounted for your whereabouts last night.

Harriet's sister, Jeanette.

I'm still close to Harriet's mother.

She helps me out with Tommy.

Comes around every Tuesday night so I can go and play footy.

Except that's not what I do.

While my mother -in -law's at my house, I go to her house.

Once a week, I have sex with my dead wife's sister.

The family don't know about it. It's not particularly healthy for either of us.

But it's just sex.

See, since Vernon Duffy, I don't really feel anything anymore.

Just like you.

Thank you, Mr Morton.

Mr McDowell?

No, Mr McDowell.

Excuse me, Mr McDowell.

What do you want from me now?

Your shoe size.

Why is my shoe size important?

Oh, because someone was with Bethany when she killed herself.

Someone who didn't report her suicide, which leads me to speculate that this

someone, who may have had something to gain from her death, encouraged her to

take her own life.

Assisted by copious amounts of vodka.

Um, that's the new computer installed, Mr McDowell. Thank you, Colin.

You really ought to be more rigorous with your speculations.

Why would Bethany's suicide benefit me?

Because she was pregnant with your child?

I didn't know she was pregnant.

I had nothing to do with Bethany's death.

So why have you been lying to me?

You told me you were at the school until the prize -giving ended, but that's not

true.

We have an eyewitness who saw you leaving the school at nine o 'clock.

while the prize -giving was still going on. Now, Mr McDowell, when someone lies

to me, it usually means they've got something to hide.

Well, I mean, your logic seems to have gotten a little fuzzy. If I left the

school before Bethany died, I couldn't have killed her, could I?

Well, maybe you wanted to be seen leaving the school.

You could have doubled back and killed her. I could have, but I didn't.

Bethany committed suicide.

No, your logic seems to have gotten a little fuzzy.

Because you told me Bethany wasn't the sort of girl to take her own life.

Well, maybe I was wrong.

Right then, Julian, your alibi.

While Bethany was dying, where were you?

I was alone.

Walking around.

Thinking.

You're the acting head of the school.

And you leave the annual prize giving early to go walking around and thinking.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Alone and walking around and thinking isn't quite good enough. Do you have one

shred of evidence that places me at the crime scene?

No, I don't.

Not yet. Which is why you haven't arrested me yet, isn't it?

You seem to know a lot about police procedure.

I'm a teacher.

I know a lot about a lot of things.

Do you hate me, Julian?

Why are you so angry?

Why do you hate me?

Well, how long have you got?

If he's telling the truth, we've still got the rogue partial fingerprint, the

photos of the execution.

Now, that could possibly be the people who sent them. Yeah, if he's telling the

truth, Frank, then come on.

Check his alibi out first and then run the partial through the crime scene

database, yeah?

Sure.

Frank. Yes?

Look, I'm just trying to do the job here.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Oh, and you, uh, you were right.

I shouldn't have looked at those photos that Duffy took.

You start looking at Dad and, um... It is easy to lose your way.

So thank you. No problem.

Al. Get me a search warrant for McDowell's house. We'll see if he's the

those trainers.

No need.

I got some parents' snapshots from the night of the prize -giving.

Found the Reebok classics.

McDowell? No, there.

Colin Grantham, the school caretaker.

One of his father.

What's happening? What's going on? Where's your husband? Outside.

No, he's asleep.

Right, Colin, we're going to need you to take a walk.

What's this about?

Please, Mr Grantham, just step off the ink and walk across the sheet.

It's cut and dried, there's no doubt about it.

Your K -takers trainers were definitely at the crime scene.

You know what, Simon's got a big butt.

Me?

Come on, Simon, let's have your big butt.

Well, look, the prints taken from the crime scene have got no weight around

edges. You see?

It's blurred.

But the new prints you just took show that Colin Grantham's got a very even

weight distribution.

With the toes being a lot more defined than the prints from the crime scene.

What are you saying, Simon?

Well, what I'm saying is that someone else was wearing those trainers.

Someone a lot lighter than Colin Grantham.

And someone with smaller feet.

A child?

We had access to Colin Grantham's trainers.

Oliver.

James will be on Tuesday evening.

You're good.

Yes, we're good.

What's this about, Sarge? I think you've got a pretty good idea, Oliver. Oliver?

What's going on?

I'm just about to find out. The search team's done at the crime scene. You've

got 12 shooters. Thanks. 12?

Twelve shooters and not one suspect.

Twelve angry men, eh?

What did you say?

Twelve angry men.

Like in the film.

Thank you, Oliver.

Thank you very much. Susan!

Yeah!

James Morgan's alibi checks out. He was with his sister -in -law at the time

Vernon Duffy was killed.

Good. Did you run the rogue partial on the photo through the database?

Yes, but no hits yet.

Even better. Let him go.

Come again?

Search team report.

We now have a total of 12 shooters.

Well, think about it, Frank.

I'm not following you, Susan.

12 angry men?

It's the jury.

Frank, I think Vernon Duffy was murdered by the jury.

Frank, look. Vernon Duffy file.

Here it is.

Here we go.

A file of angry men and women.

Brilliant.

All right, let's check that these addresses are all current.

And, um... Bloody hell.

What?

Well, I think Luke Stone would be rather interested in that one.

Taken from the pool of blood around Bethany Williams' body.

Trainer prints.

Taken from you wearing your dad's trainers.

Pretty conclusive, don't you think?

It's not what you think.

I was wondering about the school.

In the middle of the night.

Yeah, he does it a lot.

I found Bethany's body.

She was dead, and there was all this blood.

I walked through the blood, cleaned them off, and put them back in the hall

cupboard.

Sorry.

Oh, my God. Colin, don't call me. Please.

Why would you want to fit your dad up for murder?

Why, Oliver?

I'm really sorry, Mum.

Oliver. I didn't want you to get hurt and... What do you think?

I've seen him.

With her.

A lot of times.

Snogging Christine's stead.

Christie's dead?

Yeah, the science lab technician.

Is this true?

No, I'm sorry, you're going to have to talk to us later.

I've got more questions for Oliver. Like what?

Like having physical evidence connecting him to the crime scene. No, I didn't

kill her.

It's my gal.

He's been lying to you, hasn't he? Will you shut up?

You've caused enough trouble. I didn't. It was about one in the morning when I

found her.

Yeah, but can you prove it, Oliver?

Can you prove it to me?

Absolutely. And beyond reasonable doubt.

OK, he's been an idiot. Don't call him an idiot. He's just a child. Look, I've

been telling you that he needs to see a psychiatrist.

He's got no mates, he's got no hobbies.

His school report's terrible.

He just creeps around the school at all hours on his own, nosing into people's

business. This is why he noses into your business, isn't it? Yeah, but we're not

discussing that now.

And I thought snogging was banned in the school. Oh, shut up!

It's going to be okay, love.

I don't really think Oliver did it, do you? No, I don't.

We don't really have a murder inquiry, do we?

McDowell? He still hasn't provided an alibi.

Well, that doesn't make him guilty.

The only thing we had to suggest foul play was those trainer prints.

We now have an explanation as to how they got there.

If you can't put McDowell or anyone else at Bethany's side when she slit her

wrists, we have to mark it down as suicide, plain and simple.

When did she turn into Susan?

It's what she'd say.

It's what Turner'd say, isn't it?

Luke, can you go and turn the pocket for me? Why, what's that?

Just me to her. Come on.

Right, Al, give young Oliver over there a hundred lines. I must not try and

frame my father for murder and send him home, OK?

Oh, come on, Susan.

Twelve people brought together at random.

Twelve ordinary people. Each of those twelve people.

Sort of pictures of exactly what Vernon Duffy did to Harriet Morgan.

It's not something you just forget.

It's not something you put in a box and bury, is it?

Fortly speaks, the heavens crack.

So they got the motive, the intent, but ways and means.

OK, background on Michael Anderson, chairman of the jury. Ex -military, runs

import business. Now he has the means to acquire the weapons, ship them into the

country and provide firearms training. We've all had firearms training. The

range from which they shot Vernon Duffy...

You can teach anybody to hit a target for eight yards in a day. Physical

evidence.

Now, we have a partial print on one of the photographs taken at Vernon Duffy's

execution. Now, if we can match that print to a member of the jury, we'll

we're on the right track.

We make 12 simultaneous arrests. We take their prints and we get a match. We're

on to our killer. Are we?

Eleven charges of conspiracy to murder and one person actually doing the

Your start of a ten.

How do you find out which one did it?

When you fire a blank, there is no kickback.

When you fire a live bullet... ..there is no kickback. So

when all 12 people pulled the trigger, I think it would have been clear who had

the live round.

So all we have to do now is make them talk.

OK, get to it.

Wait, hang on.

What am I doing here?

Well, you're not here for decorative purposes.

Why is he here, Susan?

We're making 12 simultaneous arrests.

We're doing M pairs.

Luke, you're with me.

We're arresting jury member number seven.

What is it that you want from me? I didn't kill Bethany. Prove it.

Where were you when Bethany died?

I told you I was out walking.

Thinking.

Alone. Oh, you didn't speak to anyone? You didn't spend any time with anyone?

No. Not Michael Anderson?

Or, uh, Stephen Darnley?

Craig Munro, perhaps?

I don't know any of these people. Yeah, you do know them, Julian.

You served on a jury with them? The Vernon Duffy case.

Vernon Duffy?

Well, let me refresh your memory, then.

I don't know anything about this.

No. Well, I have to tell you that we found a print on this photograph, and we

believe that it will match to one of the 12 members of that jury. We also found

12 empty shell casings at the crime scene.

You formed a firing squad, didn't you? And now you're trapped.

You know that fingerprint places one of you at the crime scene, and you're all

bound together by a pact, aren't you?

Julian McDowell.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of conspiracy to murder Vernon Duffy. You

have to say anything, but anything you do say may be used in evidence against

you.

Who shot Vernon Duffy?

Um, I'm sorry, I can't help you.

Right, well, we'll get to that later, shall we?

Meantime, here's all yours, Luke. Thanks.

Right, Julian, I need a statement from you.

About what? Bethany Williams.

Statement?

OK, yeah, here's a statement.

Before I saw those photos of what Vernon Duffy did to his victim, I'd have tried

to wriggle out my responsibility to Bethany, you know, encouraged her to

termination.

But once you've seen something like that, life becomes precious, something

to be fought for.

I would have done the right thing by Bethany. How chivalrous.

Now take off your oxygen mask and climb down from your moral high ground. I need

some hard information from you.

Bethany Williams, you've just gone from prime suspect to key witness. I want to

know everything you know.

That night was Bethany's night. I wanted to be there for her.

I intended to meet her later, ten o 'clock on the second floor.

She told me she had news.

And I would have gone to meet her if Anderson hadn't called.

I had no choice. I couldn't back out.

We planned this, trained for it. I couldn't ignore Anderson.

I don't know, maybe if I'd known Bethany was pregnant, I'd have answered her

calls, but... Hang on, Bethany found you.

Yeah, a lot.

I hadn't turned up to meet her.

I couldn't.

So... God help me, I blocked her calls.

Did she find you from her landline?

I don't know. It was a withheld number.

If you blocked her calls, how did you know it was Bethany?

My voicemail.

She was leaving messages for me, getting more and more distressed. What time was

her last call?

I meant to block it and hit the wrong button.

I actually heard Bethany.

Right, so that was about 11 .15, yeah?

OK, Julian, I need your mobile.

Now, please.

I can put a trace on the withheld call and get a number from the network.

Thank you, Julian.

You may have just given us Bethany's killer.

We have 11 blanks and one live round.

Certainly some of you know who the killer is. We also have several

of the execution of Vernon Duffy.

We've got a partial print on one of these photographs.

We've identified that print.

It belongs to one of you lot, Michael Anderson.

Mr. Anderson, did you send photographs of the execution of Vernon Duffy to

Morgan?

Yes. Yes, I did.

And you acquired the guns and you provided firearms training for all of

people? The things Vernon Duffy did to that young woman.

We were forced to look at those photos that he took. His trophies.

And we did look because it was our duty. I couldn't sleep.

I had nightmares. I was dying inside.

And he was out on the street. Justice had to be done. He was guilty. And we

all agreed.

What we did was right.

We served justice.

You see?

We did what we believed was right.

I am only interested in the facts right now.

Which one of you fired the live round?

Look, I know that you think of yourselves as ordinary, decent people,

are in a lot of trouble right now.

Do you understand that?

Yes, we understand that.

But what we did was right. We did the right thing. The right thing.

Doing your duty. Doing the right thing.

Serving justice.

Look at these.

These are the pictures you took of Vernon Duffy's execution.

This is the reality of what you did. Your trophies.

Is that doing the right thing?

Go on, look at them.

And tell me how this makes you any better than Vernon Duffy.

Take a good look at them. Look at the fear, look at the terror in his eyes. We

saw the terror in Harriet Morgan's eyes. You get it.

Don't you understand?

Revenge. It isn't right.

Who do you lot think you are?

Who the hell gave you the right to dispense justice?

No human being deserves to die like this. Vernon Duffy wasn't human.

But he walked free because you people screwed up.

You let Arius Morgan down. That is not your decision.

It's not up to you.

We were a jury, Sergeant.

We are a jury.

And we know exactly how juries work and how juries feel.

And when we go on trial before another jury, justice will be done.

We're good people.

We deserve praise, not condemnation. And we will be praised.

Do you know, Mr. Anderson, when I was a student, I served on a jury for a rape

trial.

It was a particularly vicious male rape.

We acquitted the defendant unanimously.

Now, after the trial, I'm standing in the queue at the bus stop. I turn

and there he is, the defendant.

He looks at me.

He smiles, and he winks.

And he says he did do it.

And my stomach turned over. God, I felt so stupid.

So angry.

Exactly the way you lot must have felt.

And yes, madam, I did have nightmares.

Do you know, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

What was I going to do?

Now, I wanted to be justice served just as much as any of you people.

So a few months later, I left college and I became a police officer.

So yes, Mr. Anderson, I am painfully aware that the system isn't perfect.

Yeah, sometimes mistakes are made.

But without it, no.

That is not a world that I want to live in.

So I'm going to ask you one more time.

Which one of you fired the light round?

It was me.

I shot him.

No, it was me.

I shot him.

I shot him. I shot him.

I shot him.

Oh, we failed.

On both counts, we failed. No, we didn't fail. We did what we could.

The court's now.

You never told me you served on the jury.

I didn't.

I made it up.

You are a dark horse, Susan Malenbeck.

Julian's phone.

Bethany Glass called to him just before she died. Came from a mobile.

That's what I want to hear, Al, because Bethany didn't own a mobile, did she?

No. Seems she was calling Julian using someone else's phone.

I've traced the number and we have a suspect.

Dear Stone, let's speak to your daughter, please.

Not without my husband being present. I have two warrants, one for search of

this house and one for your daughter's arrest.

All right, guys, I want to go through this place with a fine tooth comb,

starting with Holly's bedroom.

I think

you'll be able to get a confession out of it.

Yeah, I think so.

Okay, then. Okay.

I'm not answering any questions until my lawyer gets here. Do you understand why

you're under arrest?

Not really.

That's where we want to clear up, okay?

Whatever.

Right.

Say nothing, Holly.

Okay? Nothing.

I think you're Holly's lawyer.

Yeah, that's correct.

Hi, Dad.

Angel, you okay?

There's nothing to worry about, Holes. Yeah?

As I understand it, and it's stretching credibility, you're saying Holly is

somehow responsible for the suicide of Bethany Williams. We're saying that

is responsible for the murder of Bethany Williams.

That's just complete bullshit, and you know it.

Luke?

Your hand, then.

Did you share with Bethany the night she died?

Did I?

We believe you were with Bethany when she died.

No, I wasn't with her when she died.

But the two of you were together after the price giving.

Yeah, I was giving her emotional support.

I mean, she was in a right state.

And she was having kittens because Mr. McDowd had done a runner. Where is he?

He was meant to be here half an hour ago.

I don't know, babes.

Do you want to call him?

Yeah.

What about the baby bits? Just one.

She was so uncool about it. She kept phoning him every five minutes.

And it was so obvious he was totally blanking her.

Oh, come on.

You can't make a murder charge stick and you know it. There's still another

couple of points we need to clear up. Yeah, like what?

Like, did Holly suggest to Bethany that she kill herself?

No, of course I didn't.

Suggesting suicide is not the same as murder, Sergeant.

I didn't suggest anything, Dad.

She was totally on one, and she kept knocking back the vodka and phoning him.

And Bethany was so upset about Julian ignoring her that she got drunk, she

upstairs, and she slipped her wrist.

Yeah, but she did it on her own. I didn't suggest it. Right.

Point cleared, then. And you weren't with her when she slipped her wrist.

me.

She's already told you she wasn't there. Because if you were, you'd have helped

her, wouldn't you, Holly?

Yeah. So Bethany went upstairs to the second floor alone?

Yeah, alone. How many more times has she got to tell you? And you left the

school?

Yeah, I went home. What time?

At 10 .30.

Can you and your wife verify that?

No, we were at a dinner until after midnight, but anyway, that's completely

immaterial. Fine, OK.

Holly went home at 10 .30, yeah? Yeah.

But we can prove that Bethany called Julian at 11 .14 from your phone, Holly.

Well, I lent her my phone, didn't I? Well, and then you went home and you

your phone with Bethany.

And she took it upstairs, she split her wrists, and she called Julian before she

died.

Yeah, I guess so.

So how did you get your phone back, Holly?

A uniformed cop filled the crime suit.

There was no phone there.

Yeah, here it is.

There's only one explanation for that.

You were with Bethany when she killed herself.

Your background, Holly.

You slit your wrists when you were 15.

But the hospital reports say you were quick to staunch the blood flow and dial

999.

I had issues.

It was a cry for help, that's all.

Exactly.

And the psychiatrist's report backs that up.

Look, what has this got to do with the death of Bethany Williams? I think you

got Bethany full of vodka and you talked her into slitting her wrist, yeah?

You were going to be like her safety net, yeah?

And she slits her wrist. It takes about, what, 20 minutes before she dies.

So you tell her you're going to staunch the bleeding and you're going to call

999 and everything's going to be OK, everything's going to be fine.

And Julian wouldn't realise how much she loved him, how much she needs him, and

everything was going to be OK. You talked her into a cry for help.

Come on, Ollie. Pack up the gang. Come on. That was the plan.

You were supposed to help her and maybe you intended to help her, but you

didn't. And when the moment came, you stood there and you did nothing.

And before she could call 9 -9 -9 herself, you took her phone away.

Why did you take the phone away?

Give me the phone.

Please.

Why?

That's why she crawled down two flights of stairs, trying to get help. And you

just watched her, didn't you, Holly? You stood there for, what, 20 minutes?

20 minutes you stood there and you let her die.

Help me.

Help me.

Holly.

Help.

It's called trial by jury, Sergeant.

And the fact is... You put this before a jury, it's all speculation.

She stood there. You can't prove, beyond a reasonable doubt, that Holly plied

Bethany with alcohol, that Holly persuaded Bethany to slit her wrists,

she then refused to help her. She stood there and she watched her die. She let

her die. She panicked. She froze. She's just 17, for Christ's sake. No, she's

young. You're not going to get away with this!

I've got nothing. We've got to let them go.

You're free to go. Interview terminated at 14 .42. Turn the tape off, Susan. All

right. All right, Holly.

Let's go hypothetically, OK?

Why'd you do it?

What, were you jealous of Bethany? She was bright, intelligent, popular and

decent! No.

Then why?

Why'd you let her die?

She committed this murder. She's not getting away with it. You need to calm

down. There is absolutely nothing you can do about it.

You're a very lucky boy, Oliver.

Sorry, Sarge.

Contaminating a crime scene, obstructing a police inquiry.

A bit stupid, wasn't I? Yeah, just a bit.

But I did solve the other murder.

Twelve angry men.

Feels good, eh?

Solving a murder.

Yeah.

You OK, Paul? Yeah, I'm fine.

You're not getting disillusioned, are you, Sarge?

Not going to hit the bottle or have marital problems or... Well, A, I hate

alcohol, and B...

I'm not married, so I'll be fine.

Listen, mate, go home and give your mum a hug. Yeah, I think she needs it.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to go home, have a shower, watch a bit of telly, find a clean

and I'm going to go for a bloody good curry with Sophie O 'Neill and his dodgy

new girlfriend, Deidre.

Sounds good.

Night, Sarge.

Night, Mum.

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