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USHER:
Have the jury
reached a verdict

upon which all
of you are agreed?

MAN: Yes.

On count one of
the indictment,

do you find the defendant
guilty or not
guilty of murder?

MAN: Not guilty.

He's part-heard.
Brian, what can I do? Well...

Hang on, Brian.

Of course
I've got
somebody else for you.

Hang on for a second,
will you, Brian?

(PHONE RINGING)

-Guess what, Jake?
-Hello, miss.

My murder...

-(MOBILE RINGING)
-Um, um...
I'd better... Cheers.

Sorry. Hello?

Jake, Jake.
Has she finished yet?

-Has your trial finished,
miss?
-Yes.

-Yes.
-Good! Brian.

Thanks, miss.
Cheers. Sorry, Miss.

That sounds fantastic.

Well, you know
what they say, Brian.
First rule of clerking,

always put the girls
in with the psychopaths.
(LAUGHS)

All right? I'll call you back.

Harry, how are you? Yeah.

Uh, listen,
I need a ginormous favour.

(ALL TALKING, INDISTINCT)

So, I'm 35 years old,
I'm a date rapist...

Hello, Martha.

Spiked drinks,
back to my hotel room,
she's comatosed and I pop.

I've lost my marriage,
I lose my job.

Because not only am I a rapist
but I'm also a police officer.

So, what do you think?

-What do I get?
-Eight?

-On a fight?
-Ten.

-Four.
-ALL: Four!

-Brilliant.
-Brilliant.

-CLIVE:
In court today, Martha?
-Yes.

-Trial?
-Mmm-hmm.

Anything interesting?

Hi, Mum.

It's me.
Um, did I tell you about
the murder trial I was doing?

Anyway, it doesn't matter.
Bye, Mum.

-Tomorrow.
-What?

Aggravated burglary.

-What's the aggravated bit?
-Torture of
an old-age pensioner.

Tied him up,
nearly punched his head off.

And don't tell me.

You think a woman
will go down
better with a jury.

It's got
nothing to do with me.
Solicitor's after you.

-And what's he like?
-The solicitor or the client?

-The client.
-He's, um...

You'll be fine.

-A backsheet and a DVD?
-I'll bike the rest over.

(LAUGHS) You'll be fine.
Trust me.

Fine.

(BEEPING)

Where's the brief, Billy?

Where's this cab?
Where's this cab?

-The drugs.
He's going to plead.
-You sure?

-And you're in
front of Judge Ladd.
-Excellent.

So a reference for your
silk application,
I was thinking, sir.

I love it when
you think, Billy.

-Do you reckon he'll get silk?
-There's the problem.

More than one application
from a young set
of chambers like us

is not a good idea.

-We've got two applications?
-His and hers.

There's not much we
can do about that,
is there?

Is there?

(BANGING ON DOOR)

-Hiya.
-Why are you here?

-They were too big for a bike.
-They?

-Yeah.
-(SIGHS) Come in.

Top two-and-a-half feet
is aggravated burglary,

and the bottom six inches
is a drugs mule.

Two briefs?

Don't worry about the drugs,

it's a five-minute mention
and nothing's going to happen.

I need the judge
to see your face

because he
could be a reference
for your silk application.

Saw that in your pigeonhole.

And they're both listed
in the same court, right?

(CLEARS THROAT) Court Nine
is first up at
10:00 for the drugs.

And then Court One
for the burglary
trial at 10:30,

behind a bail app.

I don't want my defendant
in the burglary short-changed,
Billy.

Fifteen years you've been
doing this and you still
believe, don't you?

Innocent until proven guilty.

I've been watching
you all that time
and you never waver, do you?

If you don't have that,
then you're dead.

Cheers.

Good night, Billy.

Mr Reader, sir,
forgot to mention. The drugs,

Martha Costello will be
co-defending with you.

Damn. Damn.

(GROANING)

MAN: Your laptops.

-Do you want a hand?
-No.

WOMAN: (ON PA)Will all
parties please go to Court One
for debriefing?

GUARD: Sorry, sir, have you
got anything in your pockets?
Loose change, keys...

How do I find the barrister
who's looking after me?

Look on the court lists,
see which court you're in,

and they'll come
and find you there.

Sorry. Can you not talk to me?
I've got to have
complete focus.

The aggravated burglary,
I'm prosecuting it.

-Oh.
-Nice man, your client.

That's what you say
about everyone you prosecute.

He's here,
he's standing trial.

That means the CPS, the police
and me all think he did it.

What does that tell you?

That he very badly needs me
fighting his corner.

Up-to-date list of previous.

Yes, sorry. Could you get
the solicitor
in the case of...

Mercedes Cordoba
to come to reception
right now, please?

-You up to speed on this one?
-Yes.

-Are you co-defending?
-Yeah. Big softie, this judge.

Let's go for it,
you and me together,
eh, Martha?

-Plead?
-No. You want to?

Well...
I've got a big trial in...
Court One in half an hour.

Yeah,
well, I've got no mitigation
to speak of

and you're poor,
vulnerable and pregnant.

How hard can it be?
We'll be 20 minutes, tops.

Stop saying "tops" like you're
someone normal, Clive.
You went to Harrow.

-You're Martha Costello.
-I'm not representing you.

-No, I'm your new pupil.
-Oh.

(LAUGHING) Sorry.

-Don't ever do this.
-What's that?

See a client
without
a solicitor's rep present.

-Why not?
-Protection.

In case a difficult
client wants to say
you've given bad advice.

(INTERCOM BUZZING)

Barristers can be sued now.
Even baby ones.

-Is this client difficult?
-Oh, yes.

So don't speak.
Don't say a word.

-Leave it all to me.
-MAN: Cells.

Brief for Gary Rush.

(DOOR BUZZES)

I just wanted to say,
I haven't got
a wig and gown yet.

Is that all right?

I'll let you in to a secret.

Putting one of these on
and one of these on
your head so helps.

It's like Superman
coming out of the phone box.

Okay. Gary Rush.
The victim is 85 years old,

which makes this,
well, a bad, bad thing,

which is why it matters
that the right man
goes down for it.

One big question.

Can a terrified 85-year-old
be relied upon

to identify his balaclava'd
attacker correctly?

-Are you here for Gary?
-Yes.

-DS Scarrow.
-Thank you.

Word of advice.
Don't be alone with him.

You don't intimidate me.

I'm concerned for your safety,
that's all.

MARTHA: Right.
We haven't got time
to talk to him properly,

-so think like a waitress.
-What?

Get the bread on the table,
the drinks out fast

and they're happy
to wait for the food.

-Are you for me?
-Yes.

-Who's the boy?
-This is...

He's my pupil.

Are you good?

Look, give me a few minutes
and then we'll talk properly.

I'll be going to prison.

And for a very long time,
if I'm convicted of this.

I've never met you before

but from where I'm standing,
you look a bit lightweight,
frankly.

So I think you should
answer my question now.

I'm good.

-But you're not a QC.
-Not yet.

Are you not going to come in
and talk to me?

I'm short of time, Mr Rush.

-Is this one difficult?
-No.

Here.

Mercedes Cordoba?
I'm Martha Costello,
your briefer.

You swallowed
12 condoms
filled with cocaine?

Yes.

-When's the baby due?
-Eight weeks.

Do you know what
would have happened

if the condoms had
broken open inside of you?

-You'll die.
-And your baby?

I know.

-You've got children already?
-Yes.

-How many?
-Five.

How old are you?

Twenty-six.

And how old were you
when your first
child was born?

Seventeen.

Is there
anything you want to say
about your co-defendant?

What about the people
who asked you to
carry the drugs?

No.

If you plead guilty now,
you'll get maximum credit.

Which means about a third
or a quarter of your sentence.

You know that
whatever sentence you do get

will be too long for the baby
to stay with you in prison.

You don't have to
plead guilty now.

But this judge is all right.

And you might not get
the same judge next time.

I understand.

MARTHA: Okay.

Okay, I need you to sign
the front of my brief.

This just makes clear
that I have not put
any pressure on you.

Do you understand?

Okay.

Just there.

(DOOR OPENING)

You're on. Let's go.

Okay.

-How old are you?
-Thirty-five.

How long have you been 35?

Couple of years.

-Is it hard to get silk?
-Everything changes.

You get to choose your cases.
Take time off
when you want to.

Ask leading questions
and get away with it.

I'm from Camp Frogett
for the Rush trial.

-Oh!
Where the hell have you been?
-I had a casting.

I'm an actor.
This is what I do
when I'm not working.

-What was the casting for?
-Head and Shoulders.

The shampoo giant?

(MOBILE RINGING)

Thanks, mate.

-Oh. There. Yes.
-Pleading?

Who's that?

Two new pupils in chambers.

Billy gave me first choice,
so I plumped for the girl.

Ah. Did you, really?

On what basis?

On the basis that she's got
a really useful brain.

Nick Slade.

Oh, right.
You're the other one.

The other one?

Sorry,
that came out a bit wrong.

I'm the other new pupil.
Niamh.

Well, shouldn't we
shake hands or something?

Oh,
barristers don't shake hands.
It's kind of a rule.

-Right.
-(LAUGHS)

How do you know that?

Father's a judge.

Oh. Right.

USHER: All rise.

Billy said this judge might be
a reference for my
silk application.

-He said that to me, too.
-We can't both ask him.

Let's see how we go, shall we?

Mercedes Cordoba is poor.

She comes from Ciudad Bolivar
in Bogota, which means her
poverty is extreme.

She was classically vulnerable
to the approach
from the drug cartel,

who exploited her
with the offer of money

for travelling on a hot flight
to London with
drugs in her belly.

She has shown great courage
in pleading guilty.

She knows that
she will lose
her baby into care.

And we can only imagine
how hopeless her
situation must be

to agree to swallowing
condoms filled with cocaine,

knowing
the damage they could cause
to you and your baby.

Mercedes Cordoba
is not heartless,

not evil.

She's just desperate.

She will pay for
what she's done.
She knows that.

But I ask your
honour to pass a sentence

which reflects her sad life
and gives her
the hope for a better one.

Do you want to address me
on the relative
status positions

of the two defendants?

I think it's already there
in everything I've said,
Your Honour.

JUDGE: Mr Reader.

I'm surprised that
my learned friend
has chosen not to talk about

where her client
is in the hierarchy
compared with mine.

Your Honour has
seen the notices
of additional evidence?

Mercedes Cordoba is
an experienced trafficker.

She uses her
repeated pregnancies
to throw off Customs.

What she didn't know was that
she was being
watched by Customs

over a period of years.

She's pregnant
every time she travels.

It's her protection
against being stopped.

Nuns,
girl guides, pregnant women,
they just get waved through.

Now, Angel Valera, my client,
is the driver.

He met her at the airport.

There's no evidence
that he's ever done
anything like this before.

He's at
the bottom of the ladder

in terms of his position
in the hierarchy.

A good many rungs below that
of his cunning,
pregnant co-defendant.

No second bite of the cherry,
Miss Costello.

Stand up, both of you.

I have to
establish in my own mind
where each of you stands

in the ranks of this evil
organisation that brings
misery into our country.

I have no doubt that you,
Mercedes Cordoba,

are a good way up it,
whatever your counsel says.

You'll go to
prison for 14 years.

Angel Valera, you have
the dubious good fortune

to be a long way
down the pecking order
in this obscene organisation.

And I have to reflect that
in your sentence.

You will go to
prison for eight years.

Take them down.

USHER: All rise.

-I'll be down at
lunchtime to see you.
-Okay. Okay.

Lunchtime.

You set me up, you bastard.

What was I supposed to do?
Tell you in advance?

You knew you were going to
cut my throat.

Doing my job.
Representing my client.

Reading the brief.

Don't take it personally,
Martha.

Where would we all be
if we took things personally?

Don't patronise me.

Why not?
You're behaving like a child.

You clearly
hadn't read the NAEs.

Let me guess. Still at home,

in an unopened file
lying on the floor somewhere?

You didn't do your job
properly. You know it.
That's why you're cross.

She's just got 14 years,
for God's sake.

Whose fault's that?

Where are you going?

To ask the judge
for a reference.

No, of course
I don't take
things personally.

WOMAN: (ON PA)
Will Miss
Costello and counsel...

-What?
-No.

What?

(PHONE RINGING)

-BILLY: Hello.
-Billy, the drugs mules.

I got eight, she got 14.

-Reference, sir?
-Reference to
die for, I think.

Very good, sir.

245 women silks ever.

Ever.

Out of tens of thousands.

Now,
boys, you've got to respect
a statistic like that, huh?

And it's still 12 male QCs
to every Doris.

I mean, what are the odds?
Jake? Hmm?

I've got no
record of that payment
coming in whatsoever.

Kind of you to grace us
with your presence,
Miss Costello.

I'm sorry, my lord,
I was detained
in another court.

Nice little earner
before the main act?

Ah, about £90, minus clerks'
fees, chambers rent,
travel tax, VAT.

So, that leaves about £12.50.
So, not much of an earner,
really,

but entirely my
fault I'm late.

Good result yesterday.

Against the odds.

Ah! The jury's always right.

Let's swear one in, shall we?

Actually,
I haven't had a chance
to speak to the defendant.

Five minutes.

A little longer?

Four-and-a-half and counting.

Just confirm for me 100%
you weren't there,

you've never been there,

it wasn't you.

Look, yes or no?

It wasn't me.

You didn't do this?

So he was mistaken when he
picked you out in a video ID?

Look,
I know what you're doing.

You're up against it,
you're out of your depth,

so you're leaning on
me to plead guilty.

I don't do that.

You tell me you
didn't do this,
and I will fight for you.

What time did
you get this brief?

Late last night.

We all perform
better under pressure.

JUDGE LADD: Take as much time
as you need, Mr Dodd.

DODD: He hit me three times.

Every three minutes he'd just
walk over to me,
tied up in me chair,

and punch me in the face.

Wasn't in any hurry.

Have you been
able to establish
what was stolen?

My late wife's jewellery.

My wedding ring.

I can't wear it any more
'cause of this arthritis.

£55 in a drawer. Uh, my watch.

My
Distinguished Conduct Medal.

He stole my medal!

KATE:
How did you win the medal?
DODD: Normandy.

The night of
June the 4th, 1944,

we dropped in to
occupied France

ahead of the beach
landings and I...

I, uh...brought
a wounded comrade in.

KATE:
How much time did you get
to look at the intruder?

Thirteen minutes.

How are you able
to be so precise?

There was a clock on the wall.

The police like to know about
the time of everything,
don't they?

So, I thought I should
keep an eye on it.

What was the intruder wearing?

He had a motorcycle helmet on,
then he took it off.

He had
a sort of
balaclava on underneath.

Like the ones
the Formula One drivers
wear under their helmets.

And he kept that on.

Five minute break.

USHER: All rise.

-Lots of form for burglary.
-Yes.

-So, that's...
-Yes, Nick.

So, just because he's done
this kind of thing before,

it doesn't make
him guilty this time.

Innocent until proven guilty.

Four words to live by.

What do you think?

-It'll happen to you.
-What will?

Well,
all defence counsels know
when a defendant's guilty.

But when halfway
through a trial,
they always forget.

MAN: (ON PA)
...in the case of Rush
please go to Court One.

MARTHA:
How good is your eyesight?
DODD: It's fine.

You attended an ID procedure
at the police station,

and during that procedure,

you made a request
to sit nearer to the screen.

I wanted to look at the eyes.

The shape, the colour.

When he was in the flat,
I thought,

"You're good.
You're not giving
me anything here,

"but for one thing, your eyes.

"I'm going to
get you on that."

You pride yourself
on being
sprightly for your age.

Well...

You might not be
very good at admitting

that your
faculties are working
less well now than they were.

You're raging against
the dying of the light.

My light is not dying,
Miss Costello.

That was the man in my flat
and I'm not mistaken about it.

How's your hearing, Mr Dodd?

Oh, he didn't speak, not once.

Really?

Will you look at
your witness statement?

It's three lines
from the bottom
of the second page.

-What does it say?
-It says...

"The intruder had no
particular accent."

Well,
you've just told this jury
that he didn't speak, Mr Dodd.

So,
how do you know what accent
the intruder actually had?

He hummed.

The whole time
he was in my flat.

He only stopped humming
when he was hitting me.

Well, is that in
your witness statement?

No.

The whole point of
a witness statement

is to tell the whole truth
to the police, isn't it?

So, why didn't you mention
he was humming?

I didn't want him to seem
like he was mad.

Beg your pardon?

I'd like him to go
to a proper prison.

Oh, I see. So, no soft option
for the man you
believe did this to you.

I don't want him going
into a home for
the mentally ill.

MARTHA: The police
have made an arrest,

and you've assumed
they've got the right man.
Yeah?

And now,
you want to make
sure he's convicted

and above all, punished.

Is this
a question or a speech,
Miss Costello?

This defendant wasn't there.

You've got
the wrong man, Mr Dodd.

My wife died
in a home for
the mentally ill.

She had to wear
nappies at the end.

When she died, her nappy
hadn't been
changed for three days.

I wanted to do it for her,
but she wouldn't let me.

"You're my husband," she said.

The last time I visited her,

there was a new
sign up in the room

where they sat
to watch the television in.

It said, "No dancing."

I wouldn't wish
that on anyone.

Not even my worst enemy.

JUDGE LADD: Lunch.

Is she coming?

You okay?

How do you mean?

Um...

Emotional detachment.
Any barrister worth
their salt has it.

Like you?

-This afternoon...
-I'm really busy, Nick.

(SIGHS)

Does sir know his head size?

-Hmm?
-Shall we find out?

Oh, yeah.

And shall we say
two spare collars,

six bands and a dozen studs?

Great.

(EXHALES)

How much?

£1,759 plus VAT.

-Do you do secondhand?
-Yes, sir.

-Are wigs from
dead barristers?
-Yes, sir.

Well, could I look
at the secondhand,
then, please?

(WHOOPING)

A strange man in your flat

in a balaclava in the middle
of the night.

You must have been terrified.

Well, I was scared,
but I didn't want
him to know that.

And he hit you, didn't he?

Yes.

Three times.

I tried very
hard to look at him.

Each time he hit me,
I tried to look at him.

Show him he wasn't winning.

You've been incredibly precise

about
the actions of the intruder
inside your flat.

Three minutes
between each time
he hit you.

Well, it's funny,
but making myself focus

exactly on what he was doing,
I think it helped.

I mean, it stopped me
from being
quite so frightened.

You were in
the parachute regiment
during the war.

Yes.

Tell us about
jumping out of aeroplanes
at night under fire.

Well, you just do it.

Wait for the light.

One alligator, two alligator,
three alligator,

-go!
-(LAUGHS)

Some people do crocodiles.
I do alligators.

So you know about
thinking straight
under pressure.

Well, I suppose so.

-He was wearing gloves?
-Yes.

-Did he cough?
-No.

-Sneeze?
-No.

-Scratch his nose?
-No.

JUDGE LADD:
Relevance, Miss Costello?

I'm struggling,
I'm sure the jury are.

He yawned.

Just as he was leaving, he...

stood at
the door looking at me

and he yawned.

Then he put his hand up
to cover his mouth.

I thought, "How strange."

A burglar with no emotion
but very good manners.

Then he put his hand
on the door handle,

looked at me,

opened the door

and walked out.

What do you think?

That yawn put
about another year
on his sentence?

-How's it going?
-Should have got
a secondhand one.

Virgin white wig makes you
look like you don't know
what you're doing.

Well, actually, I nicked it.

Very funny.

Where the hell
is my barrister?

Where's my brief?
I'm going to get
sent down for this! You...

Who do you want first?

Can I do Gary
Rush for two minutes
and then Mercedes Cordoba?

You know,
I don't think you know
what you're doing.

I'm going to get you off.

(SCOFFS)

-Mercedes Cordoba.
-Your client's gone.

What?

I told you I was going to be
two minutes.

There's no point
shouting about it.
She's gone.

You'll have 14
years to talk to her.

Get the number for the prison
and I'll call them.

(ALL CHATTING AND LAUGHING,
INDISTINCT)

(MEN LAUGHING)

Touting party.

Touting?

Billy invites lots of judges

and all the solicitors
we're supposed to suck up to,

and we do lots of sucking up.

Touting or tarting party?

First impressions, Nick.

Make them like you.

(SIGHS)

Is there a VO
for a legal visit?

Mercedes Cordoba.

Why not?

You should have received
a request for one.

Look. She's pregnant,
she's vulnerable

and she's about to start
a 14-year sentence tonight.

I need to see her.

-Hello?
-(PHONE CLICKS OFF)

Hello?

Excuse me.

Ah.

Brian Frogett,
senior partner
from Camp Frogett,

rang to remind us
he's too important
to come to this kind of do,

but he says he's
making an exception

because he heard
about your performance today,

and he'd like to meet you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

What kind of
question was that?

-Sorry?
-Oh, what? You've forgotten?

About the worst question asked
of anyone in
the witness box ever.

"I know, let's see
if the burglar yawned,
shall we?

"Tell me. Did he yawn at all
after beating
the crap out of you?"

-You don't understand that...
-Aggravated doesn't
cover it, does it?

We're going to have to invent
a new term for this.

How about psychopath burglary?
Will that do it?

-Who told you?
-Another stupid question.
Peter told me.

Or was he wrong?

I told you.

You don't understand.

And, uh...

who's Peter?

The outdoor clerk
who's been with you all day.

Hardly.

He spent most of
his day at a casting
or on the phone to his agent.

Maybe if you had an outdoor
clerk who knew how to read
a trial properly...

Was it him asking
the suicidal questions

or was that
the brainless woman
in the wig?

I think you'd better leave.

What did you just say?

No one ever talks
to her like that.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Jake, clear this up, please.
Clear this up.

Get this cleared up, boys.

It's called unconditional
love. I'd do the same
for any one of you.

Can be a liability, love.

-What are you saying?
-Brian Frogett is a big,
big solicitor.

He hates us, we lose work,
we lose money.

(SCOFFS) What
does love get you?

-You all right, miss?
-Yes.

-Sorry about that.
-Thank you.

(SIGHS)

Hello, Mum, it's me.

You're not there, so I...

(SNIFFS) How is she, your mum?

How dare you?

-Oh, Martha.
-You hypocrite.

It should be you
that goes to prison
for 14 years, not her.

Why don't you
just get off your...

Jesus Christ, Martha.

That's why people
like Mercedes Cordoba
get screwed by everybody,

so you can stick
coke up your nose
after a hard day in court.

-Was it the wrong result?
-You make me sick.

Was it the wrong result?

Now, maybe you're just getting
too close sometimes, Martha.

What are you doing?

-What the hell are you doing?
-I'm calling the police.

Give me the phone.

Just give me the phone.
Give me the phone.

-What's going on?
-Who are you?

-Give her the phone.
-Who the hell are you?

Give her the phone back.

(GRUNTING)

(CROWD GASPS)

(GROANING)

MARTHA:
Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake.
Call an ambulance.

JAKE: Um, ambulance, please.

Address, Shoe Lane Chambers,
Shoe Lane, Middle Temple...

(DOOR OPENING)

-You okay?
-Mmm.

You do emotional detachments
incredibly well.

How old are you?

Nearly 23.

-When?
-Couple of years' time.

He slipped, Clive.

We all saw it.

Yeah, but the question is

how is anyone going
to want me and him
in chambers together?

-I'm finished, aren't I?
-No, I promise you.
You're not.

We'll work on it.

Here, take a cab home.

I'm going to
look at the unused.

Now you're impressing me.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

What do you want?

Oh, I was just...
I was just working.

Uh, but now I'm...

I'm going.

I'm Martha
Costello's new pupil.

Your her knight
in shining armour,
by all accounts.

She's great, isn't she?

Yes.

Um, are you all right?

I'm fine.

Look,
can I ask you a question?

-Mmm-hmm.
-Do you think she'll get silk?

Yes.

See you.

(SIGHS)

One alligator, two alligator,
three alligator, four...

One alligator, two alligator,

three alligator,
four alligator,
five alligator.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Get over here. No.

There is no one else.
Must be you.

Right,
what have you got for me?

You've never met Gary Rush?

-No.
-Watch this.

-Why am I...
-Just watch it.

The defendant may
or may not be present
in the DVD you're watching.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Which one is he?

Four. It's number four.

-Why?
-I don't know.

PHOEBE:
I come in three times a day.

I help Mr Dodd to get dressed
in the morning,

I give him his lunch
and then I help him
to get to bed at night.

And when you left
him that evening,
he was in bed

-and everything
was as it should be?
-Yes.

Uh, no questions.

Actually, sorry, sorry...

Did you close
the door behind you?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

The defendant lives a short
distance away from
the scene of the crime

and you arrested him because
there's CCTV footage of
a man on a Vespa

leaving from outside
Mr Dodd's home address

just after
the burglary took place.

The defendant owns a Vespa.

The footage isn't good enough
for us to
identify it 100% but...

Grounds for suspicion,
grounds for arrest.

Yeah.

Was any of the stolen property

-recovered from
the defendant's flat?
-No.

Any paraphernalia
associated with burglary?

These things are
easily disposed of.

Stick to the evidence,
officer,
not supposition.

It's supposition
based on 25
years of experience.

Then came the ID
parade and slam dunk.

You haven't been
in court until now,

so you won't know
what Mr Dodd said
in the witness box.

But you will have heard
about the "yawn moment".

It's... It's chilling.

To torture an old
man and then yawn.

Well, was he bored? Tired?

And this is the kind of
behaviour you'd expect
from this defendant?

Do you have any idea
what you're doing,
Miss Costello?

Is it right
that this defendant
has previous convictions?

Including three
previous convictions
for burglary?

-Yes.
-And, well,

can you tell us about the
sentences Mr Rush received
for those offences?

Probation the first time,

80 hours community service
the second time,

followed by six
months in prison.

In 25 years of experience,

how do you feel
about those sentences?

Too short.

In 25 years of experience,
if a man yawns

and puts his gloved hand
up to his mouth,

then with the same hand
opens the door
using the handle,

what will we
find on the handle?

DNA. Where is it?

Who was the first officer
to arrive on
the scene of the crime?

-I was.
-And this was before SOCOs,

long before Forensics
had got to the flat.

When the door
handle was tested,
were any fingerprints found?

No.

So... None?

A door handle
with nobody's prints on it?

Not Mr Dodd's?
Not the social worker
from an hour before?

See, Mr Dodd
couldn't have been clearer.

"The intruder yawned.

"He put his gloved
hand up to his face
to cover his yawn.

"He opened the door
with the same hand
using the handle."

Gather up all your experience,
officer.

Bring it to
the front of your mind
and park it next to your anger

and tell this
jury that someone
didn't wipe the handle clean

before it was tested.

(BREATHING ERRATICALLY)

You fitted up this defendant
because you don't like him.

He's got form.
And in your policeman's mind,

he hasn't been
properly punished.

So how did Mr Dodd
pick him out, then? Eh?

If it wasn't him.

One alligator, two alligator,

three alligator,
four alligator.

One alligator, two alligator,
three alligator,

four alligator,
five alligator, six.

That was something.
That was...

That was really something.

MARTHA: You've seen the DVD
of the ID procedure.

You've heard the victim count

in his very own,
very particular,

very precise way,

the fact that Gary Rush
is on that screen
for two seconds,

or alligators,
longer than everyone else.

You've seen the black screen
either side of only one
image on that video.

The only evidence
this prosecution relies on

is Mr Dodd picking
out the defendant
on an ID parade.

Not only is there
no forensic evidence,

there's
evidence of there being
no forensic evidence,

which, frankly, is impossible.

If Gary Rush was in that flat
and he yawned,

then his DNA would be
on that door handle.

Is it safe to convict this man

on this evidence?

You as a jury
have a sacred task.

It is your job to apply
the one basic principle

on which everything
in our justice system turns.

The prosecution have to prove
beyond all reasonable doubt

that a defendant is guilty.

Go back to your jury room

and apply that
principle to these facts

and come back
with the only proper verdict.

Gary Rush is not guilty.

-Three
convictions for burglary.
-We've had this conversation.

But obviously his acquittal
last year for another burglary

isn't on the list of previous,
but it is in the unused.

That's because it's
an acquittal, Nick.

Or because
the victim was punched
three times in the head

and bawled out
of giving evidence
at the last minute.

What does that tell you?

That DS Scarrow
has a classic motive
for fitting up Gary Rush.

That he walked into this crime

and removed any possibility
from his mind

that Rush might
not be the right man.

It's about
integrity of justice, Nick.

It's about people
getting a fair trial.

And that's all there is.

And it matters so much.

MAN: Miss Costello.

Verdict?

USHER: Will the defendant
please stand?

USHER: Will
the foreman please stand?

Have you reached a verdict
upon which all
of you are agreed?

FOREMAN: Yes.

Do you find the defendant
guilty or not guilty of
aggravated burglary?

Not guilty.

Yes!

These two things are true.

Gary Rush is a horrible man.

And it's right
that he gets off.

They're not
mutually exclusive.

Let's go and see
Mercedes Cordoba.

Come on.

They raped me.

Every time.

Several men.

Always all of them.

So that when I was pregnant,

they wouldn't know
who the father was.

When my belly grew bigger,

they made me swallow the drugs

and I flew to London.

Where are your children?

Every time the baby was born,

they took the baby away.

Three boys.

Two girls.

Then they raped me again.

I don't know
where my babies are.

Why didn't you tell me this?

I could have used it.

I wanted a long sentence.

Here, I'm safe.

I'm away from them.

There is a ground for appeal.

Why can't you hear me?

I do not want an appeal.

Thank you.

What was
the ground for appeal?

Me. Me being hopeless.

Gary Rush doesn't
think you're hopeless.

-Who delivered this?
-Bike.

-Did he take his helmet off?
-No. Why, miss?

Twenty years since I delivered
a brief by hand.

Kidnapping,
at the Bailey tomorrow.

There you go, miss.
Gary Rush is a free man,

you've prevented
a miscarriage of justice,

Camp Frogett love you,

a day in the life
of Martha Costello.

NICK: Forget trials
and rules of evidence

and conviction
rates and whatever.

Women do invent rapes
that never happened.

Win a rape trial in front
of the most influential judge

in the southeastern circuit
and you go straight to silk.

-Do not pass go.
-What makes you
think it's winnable?

-What are my chances?
-Fifty-fifty.

CLIVE:
But if I had to choose anyone
to cross-examine you,

it would be Martha Costello.

She won't go for you.
Her heart isn't in it.

Say hello to Martha Costello.
Tell her she's
the girl for me.

There will be
nothing on that medal
to link Gary Rush to it.

So, you do nothing.

MARTHA: Hello?

KATE: We need to modernise.

But Billy...

We're not sure how he fits in.

Never underestimate
what I know, John.

I'm your client.
And I need more
from you than you're giving.

I'm telling the truth.

You're the liar here, not me.