All language subtitles for The Brief s02e04 The Architects Wife

Who's the guy at the bar who keeps
staring over at me? Grey jacket.

Michael Gilbraith.

Laura's sister's ex.

Two minutes.

Two weeks ago.

Really? Serena's really devastated.

Can I have two vodka and a tonic?

Excuse me, can I have a few chips?

Jerry,

can I get this girl a drink?

Can I have a vodka and coke, please, a
white wine spritzer, and a gin and

Thanks.

Why won't somebody be getting a drink?

I'm going to call it a night.

You're right, let's go.

Rachel, darling, we're going to go.

No, no, don't. I've just got you a drink
in. Oh, fine.

Where is that bloody husband of yours,
by the way? What time is it?

Isn't he supposed to be taking you out
for dinner? I'm going to wait for him

another ten minutes and then I'm going
to go home. What?

I'd give him a knee and a testicle if I
were you, but that's me.

So you don't want to get a cab with us?
No, I'm fine.

But I'm going to wait ten minutes.

Okay. Bye.

Sweetheart, I'm so sorry I couldn't get
away. I left you a couple of messages.

Let me tell.

Sweetheart, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

Wait.

Sweetheart.

I'm sorry I have to ask this again.

If you were raped, Rachel, why has it
taken you three days to report it?

Um...

I didn't quite catch that, Rachel.

I was ashamed.

You've spoken to Michael Gilbraith. You
know what he's saying, don't you?

There was a mutual attraction between
you and the defendant, wasn't there? So

you had consensual sex, didn't you?

No. This was a false accusation, wasn't
it, Rachel?

A malicious...

Selfish, heartless accusation.

No. Michael Gilbraith didn't rape you at
all.

You made it clear you wanted him. You
let him drive you to a car park to have

sex with him. And then you felt so
ashamed, you felt you had to make the

up, didn't you?

Your story was all a fabrication, wasn't
it? A convenient lie to save your

marriage.

I'm sorry.

Rachel, look.

We pushed the boat out for you and
you're making me feel like I made a

Rachel, do you know how few reported
rapes ever get to trial? If you back out

now, the whole world's going to think
you made this up.

And all the other women who report rapes
to us, you're letting them down too.

Rachel.

I am so pleased. Thank you, Cleo. Thank
you for everything.

Thank you.

Oh, morning, stranger.

Late again, Millicent? Oh, depressed.

Not tired of sleeping alone?

Well, I think I can cope with that.

Career.

My last cases were a 73 -year -old
accused of stealing from a corner shop

13 -year -old girl drunk and disorderly
for the fourth time. Well, imagine what

you'd get if the chief clerk didn't like
it.

All I need is a nice, wise person to
take me out for dinner and discuss it

me.

Don't say anything.

Where's the Ferrari?

Don't say anything.

What are you driving that for?

You coming to your cornflake? I'm not
listening.

Mikey?

What is it?

Rachel, Browning is suing me in the
civil courts.

We've got to go through it all again.

Did you look at the original trial?

Jimmy, rape is hardly my area of
expertise, and if it broke down 18

what chance now?

It's almost unheard of for a rape to get
to the civil court.

Well, I'm a jury man.

Gilbraith was going to give evidence at
the trial, but it never got that far.

But it needs someone like you.

Why don't you get at him? You know, one
for one, expose his weaknesses.

In front of some cold -hearted civil
judge.

More papers to sign, I'm afraid.

There are barristers who do these all
the time. Why me?

It's private money.

It'll be a lot worth it, Ray. Plenty of
potatoes, sir.

What are you messing with legal aid for?
A couple of these, we could get your

bankruptcy discharged.

Has Cleo been retained?

Rachel Browning's claiming damages on
three counts. For the alleged rape

for distress, and for loss of earnings.

Why does she want to go through this
again?

I wish I knew. There's no new evidence.

She's like a stalker.

Michael, I don't think you raped her,
but we can't be complacent. Look, I have

to warn you, the burden of proof is
lower in a civil trial.

What does that mean?

They only have to prove rape was
probable.

God almighty, what's probable?

I mean, how low do they move the bar?

This woman's ruined my life. She'll go
on and on until I'm too tired to fight

anymore. Don't worry.

A new councilman, undischarged bankrupt,
who's never done a rape before, let

alone a civil action.

He's only in it for the money.

And I know his tricks rather well.

Bed alert.

making sure those payments are zipping
through to my creditors. I'm only taking

a personal interest because I like you.

You're not doing him any favours, you
know.

Look, I haven't put so much as a pound
on anything for weeks, not even the

lottery. What were you doing when I came
in?

Just looking.

Good morning.

Hey. I hear Zach's coming to visit.
That's great news.

Yeah, on his own, too.

How was France?

Oh, I had a great time.

Did you find anywhere?

Beautiful little cottage.

I want you to come and visit.

Henry... I want you to have this.

Open it later.

Ten grand?

Until you get back on your feet.

I can't spend all I've won.

It's all a bit daft. I don't feel like
I've earned it.

Mo, you're a friend for life, but I
can't.

Oh, Henry, please let me. No, really.

I'll be fine.

Hey.

Rachel.

Will.

There's a lot at stake for you.

I mean, it's a lot of money. Don't worry
about the money. The money's not a

problem. I've got a big contract coming
from a new building, so... Are you sure

you can handle cross -examination by the
same counsel for a second time?

I just got rattled when she tried to
make out that I was some sort of slug.

I kept thinking, what does Will think?

He's been my rock, so I am ready for
Cleostine now.

They went after Rachel's reputation.

I want you to do the same to Michael
Gilbraith.

I just need to remind Rachel of what to
expect.

Mr Farmer, that doesn't matter.

See, Michael Gilbraith is not some
testosterone -fuelled bloke who just

things a bit too far.

When I didn't do what he said, he forced
his hand into my mouth until I was

choking.

He raped me.

For 20 minutes.

So I promise you.

I can handle whatever they throw at me
now.

The old stepmother won't come to London
anymore.

She goes to bed in her wellingtons. Her
secateurs are welded to her wrists.

Now she wants me to sell the flat.

Will you talk to her?

Why me?

The girls always side with their mother.

I'm not ready to give up my club.

Is this why you invited me for tea?

No.

I wanted to see you as well.

You never ring me.

I've always rather enjoyed our
relationship as estranged father and

I, um, thought you might like to borrow
some money.

I've got some nice cake.

Yes, thank you, Leslie.

I don't know what to say.

I want to help. I've got more than I
need.

Fifty? A thousand.

It'll see you on the road to solvency.

No.

Thank you. Can't accept.

Sorry.

All right.

You don't want my help?

I can't. I mean, I couldn't accept even
if I knew you better.

Marry that marsh girl.

Dad, family's in fish.

She's my junior colleague.

Half the tuna in the Pacific have swum
through Daddy's hands, probably dying to

have kids. Problem and future solved.
Not my type.

You need a woman to sort you out!

Your life's a sambal's.

You can't be a decent barrister and live
like a gypsy.

Well, maybe I'll take up fortune telling
her.

if you wanted to reclaim me as a son,
just gone about it the wrong way.

I don't know the right way.

You should know it was your mother left
me.

In the sense of the bedroom.

It was a lonely feeling.

Well, ten minutes after Laura and Vicky
left, I decided to go home too. So I

said goodbye to Gabriel.

Did you kiss him?

I gave him a peck on the cheek.

He asked me if I wanted to lift home
then, but I said no.

Well, he said he asked you what a
married woman was doing alone on her

And I'm supposed to have said sad, isn't
it? Should we do something together?

I don't think so.

Well, unfortunately, he's very
consistent.

Oh, he's smart, all right.

Well, what happened outside here?

Well, Gabriel...

He came outside after me and it started
to rain.

And he asked me again, rather sweetly I
thought, if I wanted to lift. And he

pointed to his car over there in the
corner.

And I didn't really see the harm in it.
After all, he wasn't a complete

stranger. Laura knew him.

So you got into his car and gave him
directions home?

Yeah, he tried to kiss me in the car.
And even though I was angry, I felt that

handled it okay. It didn't seem
aggressive.

Why didn't you get out of the car then?

Well, that was my big mistake, wasn't
it?

To be perfectly honest, I was tired, it
was raining, and I just wanted to get

home quickly.

I mean, I thought I could handle it.

I needed a lot of friends.

So what did you think when Rachel came
up and started talking to you?

Oh, this is just a married woman being
friendly.

Maybe acknowledging the attraction a
bit, you know.

Then I began to think that she wasn't
happy. She was lonely, maybe.

I guess married people can be. But in
your statement, you said that when she

leaving, she half -kissed, half -brushed
your cheek in a very provocative way.

Yeah. I thought she might just be
playing games, but I couldn't leave

finding out if she was serious.

So you followed her outside?

Yeah.

When I came out, she was waiting for me.

She said, you might have hung back for a
bit, made it seem a little less

obvious. What do you think about that?

Well, sort of, you're on.

So I said, do you want to come back to
mine? And she said, no way. So I pointed

to my car.

And as soon as we got in there, she was
all over me.

So you let him drive off?

Yeah, well, he started off with a talk.

Basically, as soon as I got in the car,
it was just like a complete personality

change.

All the things that he wanted to do to
me, I told him to stop, but he didn't.

So I asked him if he would let me out.

He said I would walk.

He wouldn't.

He locked all the doors, and that was
when I really started to panic.

But he was completely calm and unfazed.

When you saw the things he wanted to do
to you, how did that come across? Was it

seductive or laddish?

It was like written porn.

You know, the kind of things you used to
giggle over at the car.

Even after I drove off, she was all over
me. I thought we were going to have an

accident. That's why I pulled into the
car park.

I wasn't entirely innocent.

No.

Look, it was late. She was very
definitely willing.

It felt like an adventure.

Serena kicking me out really shook me
up. I didn't know whether to go back or

enjoy my freedom.

Yes, it's not a good feeling.

Suddenly being alone.

We should go.

Really, you're just what I'm looking
for.

Junior on the Gilbraith rape.

Oh, my God.

No, I mean thanks.

Henry, let's behave well on this one,
shall we?

Absolutely.

You look happy.

I've just got Browning v Gilbraith.

Oh, I'll have to move out then.

You can't live together and be on
opposite sides in court.

We're not living together.

There's people telling this place...
Stop it, you know what I'm saying? Yeah,

you're living together.

Well, don't worry, I'll move out. I'm
the lodger. You haven't got anywhere

to go.

Where will you go?

I've got options.

Billy's. Maybe.

Maybe not.

But since we're on opposite sides, I
couldn't possibly say.

Rachel draws Gilbray. There's a full -on
psycho, which seems a bit unlikely.

He's an accountant.

There's nothing against him. No
complaint on file, no violence, nada.

Doesn't seem like a very thorough police
investigation to me. Did they look into

his background?

Everything since his gonads dropped.
They were convinced it was date rape at

first because of the lack of forensic.

I think they're both overplaying it.

They go to the car park, she backs off
at the last minute, he gets the wrong

signal. Still raped, though.

Tell me about the family set -up.

Well, he was fostered at ten by a nice
middle -aged couple, now deceased. They

adopted him and it was a success.

There are no marks on her. No sign of
anything more than...

rough sex on the back of a vehicle.

She says that he had his hand
practically down her throat.

I mean, what about the gloves that he
was wearing? Did he throw them away?

No, no, the police thought they got
lucky. They found them in a rubbish bag

outside his flat.

Rachel identified them, but he denies
they were his.

Must have had her DNA all over them.

Well, they put them through forensic.
They took her saliva, but it was

Why would she make up the thing about
the hand?

I don't think we're going to win this
case if we ignore what Rachel says.

Does someone want to look into Michael's
childhood more carefully?

And we should get those gloves tested
again.

We've nearly exhausted the budget.

I thought Will Browning was designing a
skyscraper.

Yes, John, apparently there's been some
kind of delay. I told him that he'd have

to pay the other side's costs if we
lost, but he didn't take it.

Are you in amongst yourselves already?

You're working too hard.

I don't have much choice.

You've got problems at work, haven't
you?

If we lose, you might not be able to
pay.

We won't lose.

Did you know we didn't have enough money
to cover the costs?

I knew there was a risk.

I thought it was a risk worth taking.

Why would you want to take a risk?

Well, it's not a risk, really, is it?

Just as long as you're doing this
because you believe me and not because

trying to find some kind of proof that
I'm telling the truth.

Of course not.

Right.

Well, how about we have an early night,
then?

I'm sorry, I'm a bit tired.

Yeah, you look tired.

So why don't we have an early to sleep
night then?

it seems Rachel Browning's marriage
isn't quite as cosy as they say it is.

Well, it's an interesting case, that,
Miss.

I myself was forced to doubt my own
wife's fidelity, only to discover that

was merely unhappy.

I don't see the relevance.

Well, I mean that the facts suggest that
the plaintiff's husband more or less

forced her to prove her faithfulness.

Mm -hm.

I'm sorry, Miss High. I was forgetting
your own circumstances.

Is it they're not the same?

Are you fishing?

Well, I don't care.

The barons offered me a really pathetic
amount of alimony.

My reward for 26 years of devotion.

Well, I suppose if you're that rich, you
don't throw it about.

Yes, you could put it that way.

Which is why I'm going to have to take
him to court.

And it's all going to be very public.

And very naughty.

The second thief I ever defended.

was caught with £400 of 20s up his
bottom, and he wanted me to say it was

own money, and that some old lag had
told him it was the best place to keep

In prosecution, I opened with, I want to
take you through the defendant's

movements, and then he fainted. On that
three -mile cross -country walk, was the

money inside your rectum the entire
time?

When you bought the bus ticket, was it
still there?

And how did you pay for the chicken
vindaloo?

I think I've got some champagne
somewhere.

I'll put your mood into your print.

Save it for when I win.

Sorry.

Hello, Rev?

What's wrong?

What's going on? Why can't he come to
the phone?

Yeah, OK.

OK.

My old man, I don't know what's wrong.

I'll see you in court tomorrow.

Yeah, I'll see you in court.

He's passed out. I don't know what to
do. He's been drinking all day.

You look as if you have as well.

I'm all right now.

He likes me to keep him company.

He kept going on about wanting to see
you urgently.

He wouldn't say why.

He often goes like that.

Leslie, get an ambulance.

Henry?

It's perforating now. It's a perforated
bowel.

It's lost a lot of blood.

I'm sorry I'm in court today. I'll be
back tonight.

Oh, Henry, I've been dreading this.

And you were getting on so well, weren't
you?

Something happen?

No, I'm fine.

Not a good start.

I didn't realise

that she might be cross -examining
today.

Rachel, don't lose heart.

Do you think Gilbraith might rape
someone else?

You've got to go in there and do the
best you can. We'll help you through

Look at the state of me. I'm worse now.
What was the last time?

What's going to happen to me if I lose
this case?

Don't worry about Cleostine.

Stand up to her. She'll collapse.

I'm sure Michael has a strong cappuccino
when we adjourn. And a large Kit Kat.

He likes Kit Kat.

When the respondent started talking in
what you describe as top -shelf

what was going through your head?

Nothing but, get out of here.

I tried to open the door as he turned
left, but he had locked them somehow.

And what happened next?

He just said, come on, let's do it.

And I said no.

About six times, loud and clear.

And he laughed at me.

He even managed to get the seats back
somehow.

When I was trying to find the central
locking switch, I was panicking.

But I couldn't seem to do him any harm
at such a tight space.

So I thought, if I make a lot of noise,
then someone might hear me.

Did he say anything?

Yeah, he...

Held me against the seat.

And he said, do you want to get hurt or
do you want to enjoy this?

How did you feel about that?

I felt I would get hurt if I fought him.

I had to reason with him. I talked about
love.

About my husband.

About how we were all connected and what
would our friends think.

He just talked about what he wanted to
do to me.

Then he, uh... He started to undress me.

So I bit his hand.

And he pulled back my hair.

Did he say anything then?

Yes.

He said, if you so much as scratch me...

I'll kill you.

Never.

My lord, I think this is a good time to
adjourn.

No interruptions, please.

Oh, thank you very much. You remembered.

God, I hate this.

I've been waiting a year and a half to
tell my story.

Thank you, Millie.

Michael, if you want to win, don't do
that again.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. I just couldn't
let it go.

You must.

That's what he said. If you so much as
scratch me, I'll kill you.

Yes. And you believed him?

Yeah.

With his eyes, they terrified me.

I just did what he wanted after that.

I was in shock. I just wanted it to be
over.

And how long did this go on for?

It seemed like hours, but it must have
been about 20 minutes.

He put his hand into my mouth to shut me
up.

Forced it right in.

He said eventually that he would take it
out if I promised to keep quiet.

I was just crying.

But he kept on.

Can you remember what he said
afterwards?

Yeah.

Yes, he said, don't go telling anybody
that I raped you because you and I know

that I didn't.

And then he just started the car and he
drove off.

I did ask him to let me out.

He...

He drove within yards of my house.

He was so arrogant.

And I just fell out of the car.

I was very confused.

And I didn't know what to do.

Thank you.

Sorry to hear about Sir Marshall.

Any news?

No.

I hope you don't think I'm being
impertinent, miss.

But I think you're making a big mistake
if you make a large settlement your

priority.

I beg your pardon?

Well, a woman of your talents is clearly
destined to go to the very top in the

law. And you have to think clearly
whether or not a high -profile alimony

would do harm to your career.

It's very kind of you to be so
concerned, Ray.

I mean, I appeased my wife by selling
the best car I ever owned and putting

,000 in her hand.

I felt a lightening of the soul.

Yes, well, I'm hoping the Baron will
feel something similar.

I was thinking more of your future.

Well, I don't know what's in store for
me. My future suddenly seems rather cold

and lonely.

A woman of your talents, beauty, still
in her prime.

There's another millionaire out there.

Really?

Well, you're very kind.

Um, I was going to make some changes
when I first took over here.

You being one of them. Yeah, I was dimly
aware there was something in the air,

miss. Yes, well, um... It was
insecurity.

I'm glad I didn't.

You're a first -rate clerk, Ray.

I don't think we've had a young
barrister here who hasn't thrived,

you.

Well, you think about what I've said.

We've never had a woman, Lord Chief
Justice.

Well...

How are you?

Okay.

Michael, me?

Beeping like a log.

And Michael?

Wretched.

How can you think of anything else?

You love him so much, don't you? Why
shouldn't I?

Must have been strange having him turn
up on your doorstep saying he'd been

accused of rape.

Didn't you ever doubt him?

I'd seen other women throw themselves at
him. I knew he was susceptible.

Did he just... He didn't tell you
everything?

Mm -hmm.

Didn't enjoy hearing it. It was him and
another woman.

Why are you asking me this again?

It wasn't loaded.

Are you having doubt?

Ever since I took him back, there hasn't
been one thing that's made me think...

Believe me, I would leave him if there
was. Of course.

Do you know, the police were so
desperate, they even tried to plant a

gloves in his rubbish.

I didn't know that.

The trial never got that far.

I bought him these gloves, which he lost
weeks before.

These gloves, there wasn't a trace of
him on them. They were a plant.

Do you think they'll do something like
that again?

It's not the police this time, thank
God.

No.

What I worry about is this burden of
proof business.

I mean, there's no jury. What if she
impresses the judge and he gets nervous

makes a mistake?

Henry?

Don't run away.

Poor Leslie.

He's worked for us for over 20 years and
now he feels guilty because Marshall

never liked to drink alone. But you
can't tell that man what to do.

Would you like to be alone with him?

Is he dying?

Well, he's too frail for an operation
like that.

You concocted this story to keep your
marriage alive, didn't you?

My marriage is fine, thank you.

You didn't tell your husband you'd been
raped for 24 hours.

I was traumatised. Isn't that too strong
a word?

No, I put it to you. You behaved exactly
like someone who'd just committed

adultery and then been found out by her
husband.

Well, perhaps it did seem like that,
but... I was shaken and confused.

You didn't tell your partner of 12
years.

The father of your children. It doesn't
make any sense, does it? Unless you have

a guilty conscience.

And that's why you've brought this
action, isn't it? Because your husband

doesn't believe you and you want to keep
your family together. My family is

together. You were angry because your
husband was late.

You felt he was neglecting you in
general. And so you took your revenge

tried to cover up, didn't you? I was
angry with him, but I wouldn't sleep

somebody else because of him.

Six months before you wrongfully accused
the respondent of rape, you had an

affair with Robert Gillingham, didn't
you?

Please answer the question.

When you were on holiday in Greece with
your children, did you have an affair

with Robert Gillingham?

My Lord, this cannot be admissible.

Mr Farmer, since the plaintiff insists
in all her statements that she is a

happily married woman, and since Mr
Gilbraith has insisted in all of his

she is not, I must allow it.

Mr. Gillingham has given a statement and
will give evidence if necessary.

Did you have an affair with him?

No, it wasn't an affair.

I became fond of him briefly.

You had sex with him?

No, I didn't.

Well, you held hands, you kissed, you
went for walks while your children were

being looked after.

Yes, but I never had a sexual
relationship with him.

Well, even if that's true, your action
doesn't imply a happy marriage, does it?

My husband and I were going through a
rough patch.

He had been away for most of six months
and... I lost confidence.

The only time I have ever had
intercourse with any man other than my

with that man.

I'm not disputing that.

Thank you.

OK, I don't know whether this is
relevant.

Michael Gilbraith's mother was 18 when
she had him, but he was brought to her

mostly by his father.

Michael's mum was 18?

Can we find out more? She might well
still be alive.

I do have a witness to you, sir.

Thank you.

It says on the adoption forms, the
relationship with his mother was

terminated when he was 10.

Is your father all right?

Oh, he's out of theatre, it's too early
to say.

Oh, I really like him.

Yeah, I know.

I'm cross -examining your next witness,
the redoubtable Mrs Vicky Rushton. Well,

you're up against Beth.

Oh, I'm disappointed.

I wanted you.

Well, you can't have me.

Well, who knows when the chance may come
again.

Good times we are.

So everything you told me about the
holiday, that was the truth?

Yeah, all of it.

And the bit about you not having sex
with him?

Of course.

I wouldn't do that to you.

Look, if you don't want to give evidence
for me, then you don't have to. Of

course I do!

You do realise hiding licence or money
from me is a reportable offence?

I saved £200 for my son's birthday
present.

£200 miserable pounds. You couldn't
leave me bothered to put it into an

-bearing account. If your clerk's right
about the fee for this civil case, I may

be able to deal with your credit for
some time next year.

Get your back on your feet.

But you've got to go carefully.

Don't worry, I am living life in the
slow lane, Malcolm.

Have you nailed this alleged rapist yet?

When do we see some money?

I tell you, he's an accountant as well.

about this holiday romance?

Laura was the only one that told.

That's where they've got it from. Thank
God it's your friend Vicky giving

evidence next.

We've got a problem.

I think we'd better make a decision on
this one, Jimmy.

Vicky, you look flushed. Have you got a
problem?

What I hate is all that she was asking
for it nonsense.

If every woman that looked sexually
attractive was deemed to be asking for

we'd all end up being raped.

Oh, Vicky, hang on here. Don't worry, I
know what to say.

It was her birthday. She was having a
whale of a time.

She's a respectable mum most of the
time. Why can't she let her hair down?

Did she look attractive? You bet.

Is that a crime?

I don't think so.

Can you tell me what you remember about
that night?

Yes, I was late at a meeting, and I
phoned Rachel a couple of times and left

messages, and she'd done the same to me,
but we kept missing each other.

I eventually got to the pub at about 10
.45, incredibly late, but she'd gone, so

I went home.

What happened at home?

I found Rachel in the shower.

Were you surprised?

Oh, I was surprised that she wasn't
angry with me for missing the meal we'd

planned for her birthday, yes.

Can you remember how your wife told you
about what happened to her?

Yes.

She wasn't herself for about 24 hours,
and I found her in the children's room

after she'd put them to sleep.

She'd obviously been crying for quite
some time. I begged her to tell me, and

eventually she did.

What was your reaction?

I was shattered.

But I believed her. It explained
everything.

Do you have a strong marriage?

Yes.

I married Rachel when she was quite
young and nobody gave us much of a

But we have two children and, yes, a
very good relationship.

What do you feel about fidelity in a
marriage?

We both believe in it very strongly.

I don't believe that Rachel has ever
been unfaithful to me.

Thank you.

Do you know why the police advise rape
victims not to shower?

Because it destroys forensic evidence.

Did you ever consider your wife might be
showering to conceal something?

Intimacy with another man, perhaps?

Did you ever think about that?

Absolutely not.

Did you know about this man she met on
holiday?

Yes, he rang the house once and I had to
tell him to leave Rachel alone.

When you first saw her on the night in
question, showering in the dark,

deflecting your question, did you not
consider that she might have had an

affair?

Well, if I did, I'd put it out of my
mind immediately.

You can't put something like that out of
your mind, can you?

Can you?

I trust my wife.

Well, even though your work means you
don't have a properly fulfilled

relationship? I think we do.

Well, you went to Relate, the marriage
guidance organisation, didn't you? Just

before your wife sued my client.

Yes, we did.

Was that because you were suspicious of
your wife and it was poisoning your

marriage? No.

Was it because your wife felt you were
no longer interested in making love to

her? Look, there were some issues to do
with our lives, how hard we work,

bringing up children at the same time,
all of which, I'm told, are very common

to people like us.

Perhaps the romantic side of things was
taking a back seat. Aren't we all

standing here because of what came out
of these counselling sessions?

Wasn't this the only way to rebuild
trust between you? I don't think so.

Your wife needed to prove herself to
you, and you needed that proof badly.

Didn't you?

Perhaps. I don't know.

Thank you, Mr. Browning.

Rachel said he was gabbling bad porn
stuff at her. Why didn't the police

investigation throw anything out?

Porn's the first thing they look for
with sexual cases.

They were pretty thorough. Nothing on
the home computer, nothing at work.

He hired Family Entertainment on
Serena's video card. We might as well

what he hired. I can't afford this. It
means research, interviews, records,

possibly even bribes. It doesn't prove
anything.

Is there a really big problem with
money?

Anything could help, you know. We could
lose this.

I'm going to cross -examine him. I need
to get inside his head.

Laura, why won't you give evidence from
me?

I didn't see what happened. You were
with me all night.

I went home, didn't I? Look, I know that
your sister is obsessed with Gabriel.

Is that why you're protecting him?

This is bad, Rachel.

He raped me.

Why won't you believe that?

Because my sister isn't a fool.

She wouldn't have anything to do with
violence, and you had a reason to lie

about Michael.

How long have you known me, Laura?

I've known my sister all my life.

Why didn't you just leave, Will, if you
were unhappy, instead of dragging

everyone else into your mess and ruining
their lives, too?

Come here.

Henry, sorry to have to tell you bad
news. Your client's best friend, Laura,

will be giving evidence against her.

When did this happen?

Well... Rachel tried to pressure her,
and unfortunately for her, it's had the

opposite effect.

Well, thanks for cheering me up.

How could Laura do this to me? It wasn't
a good idea trying to contact her.

What can she say, Rachel? Is there
anything you haven't told me?

What do you mean, does it make...

I mean, I came here to save my marriage,
but it looks like I've failed, doesn't

it?

I swear by almighty God that the
evidence I shall give will be the truth,

whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

You and Rachel were close confidants,
weren't you?

Yes, completely.

She'd tell you everything about herself,
everything intimate.

Did she say something in the pub that
night?

Yes, we went to the pub that night and
she said that sexual relations in her

marriage had broken down.

Were almost non -existent. Did she say
why?

She said the kids took up her time.

But her husband was a workaholic and was
always tired or unavailable.

And were you sympathetic?

Yes, obviously.

At first.

What changed your mind?

When she was putting on lipstick before
we left the lady, she said something a

bit unlike her.

What did she say?

She said, if I don't get laid in the
next two hours, I'm going to explode.

Thank you.

The plaintiff told you she was going to
have a birthday dinner with her husband,

didn't she?

Yes, but he hadn't turned up. Surely the
remarks were meant to refer to her

husband. Sex with a partner after a
birthday dinner. I didn't think that's

she meant.

Whatever your feelings, do you agree
that she could have meant that?

Yes. Did you assume that she meant Mr
Gilbraith?

No.

Thank you.

Thanks for the test and the gloves.

I nearly paid for that out of my own
pocket. There's money thrown away, too.

Traces of washing powder.

Did you notice?

Yeah, I did.

And according to his statement, the
girlfriend, Serena Clifford, she brought

a pair of gloves as a present, which he
claims to have lost weeks before.

Was she asked to identify the ones that
were found in the bin?

Not according to what I've read, but
then she'd have backed him anyway,

she? Depends if she's the sort of person
who's going to lie to get matched. I

don't see where this is getting us.

I was just thinking, could we get an
odontologist to look at?

More tests?

An odontologist? What's an odontologist?

Ooh, about a grand a day.

Is there any particular reason why you
remember seeing Mrs Browning talking to

Michael Gilbray that evening?

Well, I'm like most men. You tend to
notice the most attractive women in your

pub. She was a sexy lady who knew how to
show herself off.

You couldn't help noticing her, and I
got the impression they were both up for

it. What gave you that impression?

Well, she was standing right up close to
him, which is a bit of a giveaway.

How close exactly?

She was rubbing up against him.

Did you see them leave the pub together?

Yeah, they left together, and I saw them
outside getting into his car.

Did you see what they were doing?

Yeah. He held the door open, they got
in, and then they kissed full on.

Michael Gilbraith is a regular, isn't
he, Mr Laker? You've known him about ten

years? Yeah, about that.

Isn't your pub so full at 10pm on a
Friday that nobody could get to the bar

without being guilty of rubbing
intimately against any number of people?

I suppose so.

Now, you couldn't have seen Rachel
Browning kissing Michael Gilbraith

his car was parked in a place you
couldn't possibly have seen from behind

bar. I saw it through the window.

You couldn't possibly have seen them
unless you forced your way through a

room, gone to the door, opened it, and
gone out onto the street.

It's very odd behaviour for an
overworked barman, isn't it?

You didn't really see them at all, did
you?

I must have done. I saw them.

I would like to suggest an early
adjournment, my lord, since my client

to give evidence, but is getting married
and has a fitting.

The date was arranged before the trial.

My learned friend has forgotten there is
no jury to impress. I'm sure my lord

has taken the hint that her client has a
partner who's prepared to make an

honest man of him.

May I suggest, when my learned friend
has mellowed a little, that you... Does

want to contact Hello magazine to
arrange photographs in the court's time?

This case has wasted enough public money
as it is.

I would like to get on before it
enriches any more undeserving lawyers.

Fat chance, my lord.

He'd have been ringing up to ask you
about your dad. People you don't know.

Law lords and the like.

How is he? Why did it happen so
suddenly?

I don't know.

It's a lifetime of rich food and fine
wine.

Oh, thanks for these, by the way.

How are you?

I just can't concentrate, you know. I
have to force myself.

I bet you wish you were doing a nice
petty laugh in the upstairs, Brock.

I'd be better than a rape.

A very wise man once said, walking to a
rape trial is a bit like walking to the

freezer.

Thanks for that, Paul.

I don't want him to die, though.

Too many loose ends.

I'm growing all fond of him now.

Hi.

It's been a long trial.

Do you want coffee or something?

No, I don't drink coffee this late.

Very sensible.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you.

Are you disturbing?

I'm not your type.

Whoever told you that was a liar.

You did.

I'm not going to tell anyone.

I don't think he raped her.

I do.

Um, excuse me, if you're not living
together, and you definitely shouldn't

picked her up.

I hope you haven't been getting to my
junior. I might have to talk to the

Which race is the mother?

Dead, but interesting.

I swear by almighty God that the
evidence I shall give will be the truth,

whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

Mr. Gilbraith, you haven't yet given
evidence in either court, have you? No,

original trial was stopped before I
could give my account, which I'm pleased

get the chance to do.

After you'd parked the car, what did you
do?

I put the seat back, and we made love.

Rachel seemed quite frantic in a real
hurry, and all I was thinking was how

it would be to do this properly, in a
bed.

And what happened then?

Well, after we'd finished, she didn't
say much.

I drove off and she was in the back
finishing getting dressed.

Did she say anything to you?

She just directed me to where she wanted
me to drop her off.

I asked her on the way if I could see
her again and she said, I told you I was

married, didn't I?

That's the last thing she said to me
before she got out of the car.

She'd gone very cold and distant and I
remember thinking, poor girl.

What made you think that?

Well, she was gorgeous, but I think she
was lonely.

Are you sure she wanted to make love to
you? 100 % certain.

She didn't at any stage, by word or
gesture, say no or stop or anything like

that. Thank you, Mr Gilbraith.

I suppose the judge could be forgiven
for thinking she might have gone for a

quick one in the car park.

be sorry for?

I am anyway.

Will you?

Will you get me out of here?

My lord, I would like to introduce as
evidence a pair of gloves found in

dustbins near the respondent's home.

My lord.

These gloves were not admitted during
the original trial because they bore no

trace of either the plaintiff or the
respondent. My Lord, I would submit

detailed evidence in due course, but I
can prove an identical make of gloves

purchased by the respondent's
girlfriend, Serena Clifford, at

approximately two years ago.

I can't admit late evidence without
studying it in some detail, Mr Farmer.

And I am doubtful. Then perhaps I may be
permitted to cross -examine the

respondent if he has returned from
choosing the menu for the wedding

or whatever.

Why did you choose that particular car
park, Mr Gilbraith?

I didn't.

She was very eager.

I thought we might have an accident, so
I turned off the road as soon as I

could. That car park's used mainly by
commuters.

Very busy in the day, empty at night.

It's close to a nearby overhead train
line, the noise of which might muffle

of the victim's screams.

I'm sorry, I just went there in part.

Excuse me, my lord.

Your father.

I think he's got an infection now. It is
very hot.

I'll go and sit with him for a bit.

These are all the films hired on her
card.

I've seen them all.

Nothing to interest a frustrated rapist
there.

779 minutes, including a French arty
movie.

I have to confess, I didn't quite finish
that one.

La Lune Noire. I like French films.

Here, take them, please.

In case you can't sleep.

I just heard about your client not
having any money.

I thought I saw the light at the end of
the tunnel there, Mo.

Bankruptcy discharged.

I was even going to go to Gambler's
Anonymous.

Now I'm worse off than I was before.

I think you need a holiday.

On a spring day, I was at my coffee
shop.

She was beautiful.

She was amazing.

Smiling.

We talked.

She laughed.

And her lips... Her lips... Not

in your face!

Not in your face!

Not in your face!

Lord, once more, new and very specious
evidence at a last hour.

I will see the film.

Mr. Farmer, it must be relevant.

The court will adjourn.

Sorry. So boring, I fell asleep.

Oh,

Henry, this is D .I. Joan Fernandez, the
original case officer.

How's everybody?

Fine.

A 23 -year -old woman read the reports
of the case and came forward yesterday,

too scared to report it before.

Similar fact, back of the car, hand in
the mouth. Cornwall last summer.

He gave a different name, but it could
be him. The description of it.

Are you going to arrest him?

CPS are only going to go for it. If you
win.

Oh, no pressure, then.

Excuse me.

What?

Parasites.

Lovely this.

Got no right to be looking so well.

Can't rely on your civil judge loving
you.

Never thought judges would love me.

He'll think collapse of original trial,
bloody waste of money.

Presume you're poor alleged rapist on
legal aid.

Oh, dear.

Not a level playing field.

Case is nearly over, Dad. I'm cross
-examining Gilbraith tomorrow.

Ah.

You were a goner.

Well, I'm not.

Why did you tell me about you and Mum?

I'm sure she would have told you when
she thought you were ready.

About what?

She had an affair.

Something got lost somewhere.

She felt hurt.

I felt hurt.

Never sorted it out.

Thought it best to leave her to do the
job of bringing you up.

Did it rather well, I think.

Way to get your man.

Make him angry.

But you're far too nice.

You told me you lost those gloves I
bought you.

Yeah, I did.

So how come they found an identical pair
in your rubbish? Oh, come on. I told

you it was a plant.

They're bastards, all of them.

The bloody odontologist, £900.

And Judge Kagan didn't like that French
film at all.

Did you hire a French film called La
Lune Noire from the high street shop

Metro, 200 yards from your home, on
September 9th last year?

I don't know. My fiancée is the member
there.

Can you think of any reason why she
would hire this film four times?

She liked it, I suppose.

She watched a lot of films when she was
pregnant.

The film ends with a particularly
realistic and violent rape scene.

Do you remember it now?

No. A woman is raped when two men break
into her apartment.

The scene lasts for 27 minutes.

Do you remember it now?

I wouldn't have been interested in it.

It's a beautifully shot film, but it
dwells in shocking detail on the face,

expressions and the indignity of the
victim of a prolonged and violent rape.

Do you remember it now?

No. I have no interest or recollection.

You hate your mother, don't you?

My lord, this is impossible.

It is hard to see the relevance.

Your mother first left your father when
you were eight years old and went back

to working as a prostitute, didn't she?

That's a lie.

You don't have to answer that question.

My client has had to endure a stream of
remarks about her personal life and

background in two courts.

Mr Palmer, I understand you're under
stress. You have my sympathy.

But please, don't bring your personal
feelings into this courtroom.

My lord, this is of urgent relevance.

I'd also like to enter an up -to -date
odontologist report.

I shall permit you to continue.

But my patience is wearing thin. You may
be damaging your case.

When your mother deserted you, you left
home and went looking for her, didn't

you? But she kept dumping you back home
again, taking you back to your father,

who didn't want you either. Isn't that
right? My lord, you can't allow this.

Is it right, Mr Gilbraith?

Yes. You've felt angry and powerless
since that time and have developed a

of women who won't do exactly what you
want. You raped Rachel Browning to give

yourself a sense of power, didn't you?
No.

She was an easy lay who was angry with
her husband.

Earlier you described her as
flirtatious, possibly lonely.

You said you felt sorry for her.

Now she's an easy lay. Is that what you
really feel?

I didn't rape her.

She was asking for it. She wasn't asking
for it at all, was she? You decided she

was asking for it, just like in the
film, only a hundred times more real. I

you what I said, okay?

She was begging for it.

One of the rapists puts his gloved hand
deep into the woman's mouth until he's

choking her. Does that ring any bells
with you at all? No!

You washed your gloves in the washing
machine. Let's be doubly sure you threw

them in the rubbish, didn't you?

Those weren't my gloves.

Draw the court's attention to the
odontologist's report.

The odontologist has performed a test
using microscopic analysis of

discrepancies between the flexible
surface of the leather gloves and the

lining.

Comparing it with the plaintiff's dental
records, he finds a pattern of tiny

indentations on both the upper and lower
surfaces of the fingers of one glove.

consistent with it being placed inside
the plaintiff's mouth.

I'm completely believing my client. You
learn from this.

Miss.

Oh, thank you.

I hear it's not going very well, Miss.
Oh, thank you, Ray.

Brilliant time to state the obvious.

Oh, I've been thinking about your advice
for my husband, you know, alimony

versus my career. And, well, I'm afraid
anger and avarice have won the day.

I'm going to take him for 50 million.

Miss.

Thank you.

So how long do I have to wait for
voting?

Hard to say.

I'm so pleased about your father.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, take me to court, report me to the
Vail Council, just leave me alone.

Oh, all right. So you don't want to
know, I've traced the cash owed to you.

That Ben solicitor who ran off with all
his clients' money.

Jerry Fingal.

What an electronic journey.

But you should get a fair bit.

Sir, if you get paid for this, I might
get you discharged by the end of the

year.

Subject to some further economies.

Having considered all the evidence, I
believe it is likely that the

Michael Gilbraith, did rape the
plaintiff.

I shall now give my reasons in detail.

Taking my boy Zach over to Ireland next
week.

I'd see a glass of black velvet and the
Hennessy Gold Cup at Leopardstown.

Separate rooms, obviously.