All language subtitles for Murder City s02e02 Just Seventeen.eng

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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