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Had a big win at the casino earlier.

40 grand! Oh, wow.

I was wondering if you'd have a drink for me?

'I think I was raped last night. Must've put something in my drink.'

If he did, why would he drive you to a police station?

Stop saying "if"!

Therefore, I do have to tell you

that our investigation is being closed down.

It just feels like you don't believe me.

So, this taxi driver offers you a drink, and you take it?

He was taking me home for a fiver.

I mean, it's difficult to keep saying no.

The taxi driver pushed this tablet in my mouth.

If he did assault you, then it would be extremely unlikely

for him to drive you home.

His cab would be identified on university CCTV.

They're asking how you want this designated as a crime?

Just tell them "not known at present".

Because quite some time has passed, the substance you were given

may not be present any more in your blood.

'So, how many times you been out with this guy, then?'

'Four?' 'So pretty serious.'

'Yeah. I like him.'

I have been informed, Laila, that the Crown Prosecution Service

has declined to proceed with any charges.

If you would like to collect

your clothing and possessions,

I can arrange for somebody to hand them to you.

You'll need to hang on to them cos you're gonna need them as evidence

when you realise you were wrong about me.

I'd like to report a rape.

He's a black cab driver.

That's four attacks,

and we haven't really got started on a proper search.

Look over there. Is it that one?

Can you see Mummy?

Not yet. Whose that, eh?

Mummy! Hello, sweetheart.

Look at that balloon!

Do you want up?

Do you want to say hello to your baby brother?

This is Lenny. Hello, Lenny.

Can I touch him? Yeah. Of course you can touch him.

Be careful. Good boy.

Aw, big grunts.

Oh. How's it feel, Daddy?

I can't believe it.

What do you think? He looks pretty.

He is pretty. He's very pretty.

You're amazing.

How are you? Yeah, my back's killing me.

I'm leaking milk all over the place, but happy.

What do you think? He looks lovely.

He does look lovely!

30 grand!

On a scratchcard.

I couldn't believe it.

I mean, something like that

never happens to people like me, does it?

Er, no, never.

Congratulations.

Anyway, I can't drink cos I'm driving, so this is on me.

Cheers.

No, look, I'm an idiot, really.

You know, the first thing you do

is you go and buy a bottle of Champagne, don't you,

if you win money as big as that?

But, like, I'm driving, ain't I?

I just didn't think. I... I was so excited.

What am I like?

So, how broad-minded are you, then?

You won't believe some of the stories

people tell me in this cab.

What guys are prepared to pay for when it comes to sex.

Can you let me out, please?

Like, would you, say...

..give someone a blowjob for a lot of money?

Like... You know, like, say, five grand.

Would you give a guy a blowjob for five grand?

Look, I've texted my husband. He'll be waiting for me.

See, you're a gorgeous-looking girl.

Would love to have sex with you.

Now, why not make a few quid on the side?

Let me out. Open it.

Just think of it as a bit of a laugh.

Let me out!

That's my husband. Let me out.

Open it!

You've really wasted my fucking time tonight!

My team has now taken over this investigation,

and the number of attacks we are investigating

has now risen to five

after further searches of our database

revealed another possibly linked sexual assault in June 2005.

So the plan is to put out a press release on Friday morning,

with the object of making the women of London aware

that there is potentially a serial sex attacker out there,

driving a black cab.

Why has a link between all these attacks only just been made?

From what you've just told me,

he's been doing this for a minimum of three years.

So why wasn't a link spotted before now?

Aren't your team supposed to be looking for links the whole time?

The link was picked up in a routine review of sexual offences.

Routine?

Well, your other routine reviews

couldn't have been very thorough, then.

Not if this was missed for three years.

We are doing all we can.

One other question - why Friday?

Why wait until Friday to get this out there?

Plans have to be put in place.

What about other girls going out in London tonight?

'They're in danger too, aren't they?'

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Stop... You stay down there, right.

What you doing, eh?

The key information

is that we believe there is a black cab driver out there

tricking women passengers

into drinking a glass of Champagne which he has drugged,

and then sexually assaulting those women.

Now, typically, he tells them he's had a win

at a casino or on the lottery

and that he wants them to celebrate with him.

Then he offers them the Champagne.

Now, we have linked five cases so far,

but we believe there are more,

which is why we're asking anyone who recognises this method,

or any method similar to this,

to come forward and help us identify this man.

You will not believe what he said to me this time.

What's he done now? I thought he was joking, right?

But he says, "If I bought you a ring, would you move in with me?"

Oh. And I'm like, "Ooh, what type of ring?"

And then he says, "A friendship ring."

A what? Exactly.

I said, "You can get lost, mate. A friendship ring?

"What do you want me to be? Your housemate?"

Can I get a veggie sausage, please? He's taking the piss, isn't he?

Just the one? Yeah, thanks.

Rachel? What's up?

I need the supervisor.

- A nurse? - 'Works at a Haven Centre.'

Now, she said she saw The Sun today.

And in July of last year,

they dealt with a girl with an almost identical story.

Driver said he'd won big at a casino,

gave her Champagne she was convinced was drugged.

Well, that's it. That's now six victims.

Yeah, but the important bit...

is the cab was caught on CCTV at her university halls of residence.

'We've got a name and address for the driver.'

John Derek Worboys, lives in Rotherhithe.

What's all this about, mate? John Worboys?

Yeah. I'm a police officer.

Can you come down and open the door, please?

Well... I've been out working all night.

What do you want? Come down and open the door.

What is it?

John Derek Worboys, I'm arresting you on suspicion

of six counts of sexual assault between 2005 and 2008.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention, when questioned,

something which you later rely on in court.

'They're on their way back to Sutton nick with him now.'

House is being searched.

Why didn't she flag, Dave?

The girl the nurse told us about. Yeah.

Right. I, erm... I checked that out.

Seems it wasn't ever recorded as a crime,

so there's no criminal intelligence report in the system.

What? It was only logged as a crime-related incident.

But that's against protocol.

The starting point is that she should be believed.

'A suspect was arrested earlier today.'

So we are now asking any women

who think they may have been attacked by this man

to please come forward.

'They may well feel that something has happened to them,

'but might not be certain what.

'But it's important for everyone who recognises this man's behaviour

'to get in touch with us as a matter of urgency.'

'Do I admit making a mistake

'getting into the back with her?

'Could say, got in the back to help her find her stuff,

'and she flashed her tits at me.'

And what would you say to any women who do come forwards

who are perhaps feeling scared or vulnerable?

I would say that they will be supported,

that they will be listened to...

..and that they will be believed.

I'd go Koh Samui over Phuket every time. Every time.

I mean, both in Thailand, but Hannah said

she's sold three holidays in Koh Samui in the last fortnight.

What do you think of Koh Samui? Yeah. It's all right.

I'm going there next year. Defo. Love Koh Samui.

She's winding me up, though, Hannah.

"Can you order some more A4?

"Can you get a coconut-scented candle?

"Can you go out and get me a coffee? Almond milk not dairy."

I've got a question to ask you, Hannah -

what did your last bloody slave die of?

Er, I'm sorry, I think I've forgotten something.

You what? Erm, can you just...?

Just tell Hannah I won't be a minute.

'They didn't even warn me.'

It's him, isn't it? 'Yeah.'

Yeah.

It is. It... It's him.

It's exactly what he did to me.

Why am I finding out about it from a newspaper?

What the fuck? What the fuck am I supposed to do?

Frankie, I'm just feeding the baby.

'Are you watching the news?' What?

Just turn the news on now. ITV.

One sec.

'Typically, he tells them that he has won some cash

'at the casino or on the lottery.

'Then he offers them a drink of Champagne, which he has drugged.

'Most of the women who have so far come forward

'have no memory of what happened

'in the period after drinking the Champagne.'

They, er, said at the start of the report

that he was a black cab driver.

'Mate, it's exactly how you said it happened.'

They wouldn't listen to me.

I thought I was going mad. 'I know.'

You've got to call them, Sarah. No!

I can't go through that again.

Well... please just think about it.

I haven't even told Gav what happened.

I was told by a friend

about the story in The Sun newspaper today,

and when I read it, I knew straight away

that this man had done something similar to me.

Yes, it was in July of last year.

I was told, when my case was gonna be closed down,

that one of your officers didn't think a black cab driver

would risk his licence by assaulting a fare.

That... That is what was said to me.

No, what... what I want to know is if the man who was arrested today

is the same man who attacked me last year.

Can you at least tell me that, please?

I-I don't need a name.

OK. Thank you very much. I've got to go now.

It's the same man.

A long time ago, er, five years ago, before I met you...

..I was raped.

But nobody believed me.

The police didn't believe me.

Not even Connor believed me.

And the man who did it, he's done it to other women too,

and he's just been arrested.

Come here. Erm, it's all right. I don't need a cuddle.

I've put it behind me, and that's where it's gonna stay.

They've asked people to come forward, but I'm not going to.

You have to go to the police, Sarah.

It's enough that I know,

after all these years, that I was right.

That that man did drug me, he did attack me.

Beyond that... I don't want to waste any more of my life on him.

OK, let's start with the allegations

of you touching female passengers in your cab in a sexual way.

How do you respond to this? No comment.

Er, Mr Worboys will not be answering any of your questions tonight,

as is his right.

But he has prepared a statement,

which he is prepared to read out to you now.

OK, John.

Let's hear what you have to say.

I am innocent of all the allegations

that have been put to me.

I have never made sexual contact with any passenger whilst in my cab,

and I have also never administered any form of drug to a passenger,

also whilst in my cab.

I am innocent of all of these allegations

that have been put to me

and offended that anyone would think that I,

as a respected black cab driver,

would be capable of behaving in this despicable manner.

Thank you.

I'm completely innocent.

OK, John,

you will be detained for further questioning,

and we're also gonna need some swabs and a DNA sample from you.

It's been white hot all day.

How many linked cases? 43.

43 positively linked.

Same description, same modus operandi.

And that number is only gonna rise when the lines open again tomorrow.

43? Yeah.

I mean, 43?

What is happening here?

I've just got to get it all straight in my head before I call them.

Want a cup of tea? Yeah, please. Thank you.

Come here, you.

I called him a lovely man.

Hm?

He gave me a cigarette, and I said he was a lovely man.

I can't bear that I fucking said that to him.

You're doing the right thing.

Come on.

Why did nobody tell me

that you were going to arrest this man?

Very sorry about that.

Why did I have to find out about it through the newspapers and the TV?

The answer is to do with the original team

who investigated your complaint.

It seems they only recorded it as "a crime-related incident"

and not as a crime,

so your details and the details of the complaint

were never properly in the system.

Right.

Right.

Because you know they...

they didn't really believe anything that I said.

I'm not gonna sit here and try and defend the original investigation.

Good. Because it appears that mistakes were clearly made.

To be told, effectively, that I was lying was devastating.

Do you understand that?

Absolutely devastating.

And I've had to live with that for the last five years.

My parents were devastated when I left uni.

But I've never told them, or my brothers...

..what happened to me, because we're not that kind of family.

So when the police,

the only people that I thought would... support me,

turned their backs on me, that left me totally alone.

Well, if the CPS had reviewed the evidence in your case,

perhaps there might have been a different outcome.

But unfortunately, that is... Wait, wait. Sorry, you, erm...

Did you...

Did you just say that the CPS did not review my case?

No.

I was told that the Crown Prosecution Service

had looked at all the evidence and decided not to proceed,

which is... which is why they closed the investigation

in the first place.

No, I can tell you that the CPS

did not review the evidence in your case.

The decision to close your investigation

was made by the senior officers overseeing it.

They lied to me.

I am sorry to say we haven't been able

to locate your Achieving Best Evidence video...

or any of the items of clothing you told us about.

What? None of the items you were wearing that night

were where they should have been - in the evidence store.

I reckon they got rid of all my evidence when he was arrested

because they knew it would make them look bad.

I don't know if that's the case.

I can only hope that it isn't.

Now, I'm guessing they were looking for the classic date-rape drugs,

such as Rohypnol, and didn't find any.

No, no, no, but they told me they found nothing.

Like I was... Like I was... lying. No...

Like I was lying about being drugged. That's...

The tests showed diphenhydramine,

which is the active ingredient in Nytol, was found in your urine.

OK, so if they'd have just...

..asked me, I could have told them

that I've never knowingly taken that drug in my life.

There were drugs in my bloodstream? Yes.

Er, citalopram, codeine and morphine.

Hang on.

I've never taken citalo-whatever-it-is

in my bloody life.

It's a prescription anti-depressant.

Never taken an anti-depressant. OK.

Why didn't they tell me they found these things in my blood?

Why didn't they tell me?

To feel like you're not being believed...

..and then to find out

they couldn't even be bothered to do their job properly, I...

I can't explain to you...

..how angry and brutalised...

..and bewildered I feel.

I would say that, erm,

based on just this conversation today,

you might have grounds for a formal complaint.

And if you like, I could give you the...

the details of who to take that to.

And who would that be?

It's a body called the IPCC.

The Independent Police Complaints Commission.

Yeah, I've heard about them.

I work for a firm of solicitors.

The IPCC, it's made up of ex-police officers, isn't it?

Yeah.

So the police marking their own homework.

I can tell you now, they'll find that nobody did anything wrong.

Laila Mahmood.

Carrie Symonds.

Sorry.

That's him.

OK.

Sarah Adams.

Oh, God. Yeah. That's him.

I was, er, talking to Mrs Purvis today, at my art class.

She said her daughter's decided she wants to study law.

She said she warned her it's going to take many years of hard work,

but the girl seems adamant.

She doesn't even want to take a gap year.

She's going to start in September.

Admirable, don't you think?

I'm going to the garden centre tomorrow,

if you want to come, Laila?

Pick up a few pots for the garden. Fancy it?

No, I can't. Sorry.

I have to work on Saturdays. Oh. Oh.

So, how's things? Yeah, OK.

Work?

I mean, I endure it rather than enjoy it.

You still smoking?

Er, no, I've quit.

I mean, very occasionally. Mm.

I'm still trying to stop. Why?

I'm just concerned about your health.

My health's fine, isn't it? Yeah?

Come on. Well, that's good. That's good.

I just... I wanted to say I'm sorry.

Look, I saw the news, and I've read the papers.

I'm sorry for not believing you.

Jack, go back into the kitchen

and get yourself a Snickers out of the fridge.

I don't want a Snickers.

Go into the kitchen, take whatever you want,

but just eat it in there!

Yeah. Go on, mate.

Sarah, I'm sorry.

Like, I'm so sorry.

I was in a room the other day...

It was full of women waiting to do identity parades. Yeah.

It almost killed me.

All these women who'd gone through what I went through...

..who would have been spared it if...

..if they'd only believed me.

Yeah, but you can't blame yourself for that.

Can't I?

Did I try hard enough? You did. You did.

I know you did. Just...

Sorry.

You know, my life's OK.

I'm happy enough.

Gavin's a nice guy, and...

..we've got Lenny, and I...

..I thank God every day for him.

But I should have still been here, Connor.

Living with you.

Jack should have been living with his mum and dad.

I should have been your wife.

I loved you.

That's how much this has fucked up my life.

But thank you for your apology.

I accept it.

Jack!

Er, what's that?

Come on.

See you on Monday. Mm-hm.

See you later, mate.

John Worboys will be in court today...

We're gonna proceed in court

with charges relating to 14 of the women he attacked.

14?

But there... there are loads more than that.

The CPS wanna keep the case as simple as possible for the jury.

They're worried it could get bogged down in too much detail.

I'm not entirely sure I agree, but OK.

We want you to be one of the 14

and give evidence in court against Worboys.

'Me?'

But I'm still not sure what he did to me.

That doesn't matter.

You know, his offending had a pattern to it,

and your experience exactly fits that pattern.

And crucially, you had a really good recollection

of most of your journey home with him.

And the CPS also think that your mother's evidence

about knowing that you weren't drunk,

that she thought you'd been drugged, will also be helpful.

So you want me to give evidence, too?

I sit?

'OK, so we've heard from the CPS.'

The plan is that 14 of the women are gonna speak in court.

But they won't be asking you to testify.

Why?

Well, the thing is, you...

you didn't pick him out in the ID parade.

It'd been a long time,

and he looked really different with me that night.

And because so much evidence from your case has been lost...

Fucking destroyed, in my opinion!

It's about not giving the defence an opening, Sarah.

That's hard.

Cos I wanted to look the bastard in the eye

and tell everybody what he did to me.

I wanted to have my moment in court.

I wanted to look him in the eye and say,

"Yeah, I'm sending you to prison, because that's where you belong."

I know. I'm sorry, Sarah.

Sometimes, in these... these big cases,

it's... it's easy to overwhelm a jury.

So the strategy is to... to stick to the offences

where we've been able to collect the most comprehensive evidence.

And 14, is that enough?

Well, the CPS are confident that this will give the trial judge

enough ammunition to put him away for a long, long time.

OK.

Mr Worboys freely admits a good deal

of the circumstances surrounding these events.

For instance, he has always actively sought to engage female passengers

in conversation in his taxi cab,

"banter" as he calls it.

And he sometimes did this by telling them, falsely,

that he had won money that night through gambling

and by showing them a bag filled with cash.

But he says this was simply a conversation starter

and his objective was not sexual, it was simply female company.

It was an ice-breaker, in that respect.

He is adamant that any sexual contact

between him and any woman in his taxi was consensual,

that it was non-penetrative,

and that it was initiated by those women.

No, I don't remember feeling scared that night.

You didn't feel threatened by Mr Worboys?

No. I actually thought he came across as sort of pathetic.

Not some sort of predatory monster,

just a normal taxi driver engaging in some banter with you?

I actually think that harmless demeanour

is what makes him so dangerous,

precisely because he puts you off guard

as he hands over his drinks from the front.

He's like a... a professional conman.

It's clear, would you agree,

that your daughter had been drinking that night?

A few drinks, correct.

So I put it to you that it's reasonable to assume

that she was intoxicated?

I've never seen her intoxicated.

She rarely drinks alcohol.

She was in distress.

She was insensible. She was like a rag doll.

There was something else in her system.

She was vomiting continuously.

You don't get like she was that night just from a few drinks.

I swear by Allah that the evidence I shall give shall be the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

Two large glasses of red wine.

Yes. And you drank those.

And then you go to the toilet, and you are sick?

Yes. I... I sometimes get nauseous when I'm on my period.

But that was not going to deter you from your plans for that evening,

and you went back to your friends and carried on as normal.

In your statement,

you say you then had two vodkas and lemonade?

Yes.

And did your drinking stop there,

or did you have rather more to drink that night

than you've told us about?

Not that I remember.

Shortly after you got into his taxi,

Mr Worboys handed you a glass of something bubbly?

Maybe Champagne, something like that.

And you drank that, too?

Yes.

Why? Because he forced me to.

He... He wouldn't take "no" for an answer.

Oh, but he's driving. He's in the front of the cab?

Yes, but he just...

He... He kept persisting and persisting and persisting.

But he can't actually force you to drink it, can he?

Well, he forced me to take the pill? We'll come to that in a minute.

My question to you is why you felt you had to drink that Champagne

when you were not obliged to?

Because...

..he wouldn't take "no" for an answer.

Or is the reality that he was being a very chatty

and personable taxi driver, engaging in some banter with you,

who'd offered you a drink,

and which you had accepted and drank perfectly happily?

No.

You say you remember him getting into the back of the cab

with pills in his hand,

and that he forced one into your mouth.

Right? Yes.

And what are you doing to resist?

Well, I'm...

I'm trying to...

move him away from me.

So you were perfectly able to struggle and resist? Yeah.

But you don't mention struggling

and resisting in your police statement?

Well, if it's not there, it's not there.

But I was...

I was feeling quite drowsy after he made me drink the Champagne.

And after the pill went down,

your mind is pretty much straightaway a blank thereafter?

Yes.

So we really are in the realms of almost instant unconsciousness?

Yes, that's right.

Well, I suggest to you that you'd already consumed

a large amount of alcohol before you got in Mr Worboys's taxi,

and that he did not give you a pill or force it down your throat.

Do you disagree with me? Yes.

And you can't make up your mind

whether you could or couldn't fight him off,

or did or didn't have a lot to drink,

or pretty much anything else that night

because you were so intoxicated?

Laila, I just want to thank you for giving evidence.

I don't think there's any doubt he'll be found guilty.

Yeah. I thought you held up really well in there.

Did you? Yeah.

Yeah, that was tough.

Laila, can I get you anything? A cup of tea?

No, thanks, I'd just like to go home.

I'm Debbie from the police press office.

I just wondered if you'd consider waiving your anonymity

and providing us with some media interviews?

What?!

We just thought if someone could stand up,

someone articulate like yourself,

and talk about what had happened to you,

this might encourage more women to come forward?

No. No, I can't... I can't do that. I'm sorry.

You've got the wrong person. Sorry.

Hi. Erm, sorry, I'm Sarah. Do I know you?

I've been through exactly what you've been through.

Have you got time for a coffee?

I wanted to punch that fucking barrister

in his stupid face.

Like, why is it OK for him to make out I'm a liar?

He was going through every tiny thing

in your statement in minute detail,

just trying to find some little thing to pick away at.

Why is that still happening? I was raging, too, just watching.

What is the point of this farce? He's fucking guilty.

You know, I've been looking into bringing

a complaint against the police for the way they've treated us.

With me, there was so much stuff they missed out

in the first few weeks, it was just ridiculous.

Yeah, but it's their own disciplinary people, isn't it?

What's the point?

I'm not talking about going through the IPCC,

I wanna make some proper noise.

I'm looking into suing them.

Suing? Yeah.

There's a lawyer I've been put in touch with

who might be prepared to take it on.

She's called Harriet Wistrich. She's got a great reputation.

But I can't do it by myself.

I had a quick chat with her,

and she said there'd be a much stronger case

if there was someone else who had been through the same thing.

So you're asking, do I wanna sue the police with you?

Well, yeah.

You don't have to make a decision...

Yes. What?

Yes. Let's sue the bastards. Oh.

Great. Yeah.

You developed and perfected a web of deceit

that was sufficient to ensnare young, intelligent

and sensible women who had enjoyed a night out

and whose only mistake, as it turned out,

was to get into your cab late at night.

There is no doubt that you continue

to constitute a significant risk of serious harm

through the commission of further offences.

I therefore pass down on you an indeterminate sentence

of imprisonment for public protection,

with a minimum custodial term of eight years.

I wouldn't worry about the eight years.

As I understand it, the judge had to give a number,

but a parole board still has to decide if it's safe

to release him, and I can't see that happening.

Eight years did spook me a bit.

Yeah, he's not getting out.

Anyway, Carrie, thanks for agreeing to do some interviews.

I think if someone like yourself, someone so articulate, can stand up,

then it will encourage more women to come forward.

I'm nervous, but if it gives others a voice,

it seems like the right thing to do.

Thanks again. I'll start to get some things set up. OK?

OK. Thanks, Carrie.

What have you got to do?

Oh, just some interviews about what happened to me.

They need someone to waive their anonymity and be a focal point.

My goodness. Do you think that's a good idea?

You're so young. Do you want this hanging over you?

Well, they said it's important that more people come forward.

I'm just sick of all of us being on the back foot, Mum.

Could he really get out that soon?

Cos the thought of him ever being released terrifies me.

Me too.

Well, theoretically, yes, after eight years,

he could apply for parole, but, erm,

in order to do that, he'd first have to admit to what he's done.

And his position has consistently been that he is totally innocent.

Right, so not just a psycho, a thick psycho.

So his position is 105 women have all just made it all up?

It's up to 105 now?

Well, I was told the actual number might be nearer 500.

Is that correct?

That's what the police said.

So what do you think, Harriet?

There's potentially hundreds of women out there

who have suffered needlessly

because the police didn't do their job properly.

They shouldn't be allowed to get away with what they've done.

Well, neither of you qualifies for legal aid,

so you're asking me to take this on on a no-win, no-fee basis?

I'm afraid we are, yeah.

OK, firstly,

the problem is you can't sue the police for negligence.

Why not? The law states that if they could be sued,

they wouldn't be able to do the job properly

because they'd always be looking over their shoulder

waiting for the next writ.

Just how the law is, I'm afraid.

But my advice would be to pursue this under the Human Rights Act,

and argue that the police's actions...

Or inactions.

..or inactions, infringed on your right

to not be subjected to inhuman or degrading treatment.

Well, that exactly describes what happened to us. Yes.

The only problem is, is that it's never been done before.

And, erm, in your case, Sarah,

there is a statute of limitations issue.

You must seek an action within one year,

and it's been five years since the police investigated your case.

And in your case, Laila, they could argue

that however ineffective their initial investigation was,

they did ultimately arrest the correct man.

Shall we close the door on the way out, then?

But the first thing I would do,

is I would contact the police and declare our intentions.

Now, they will jump up and down,

tell us we don't have a legal leg to stand on

and that we're out of time.

But they will have to disclose to us statements and other evidence,

and I'm betting that will throw up some pretty interesting stuff.

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