All language subtitles for Silk.S01E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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?

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

No, I'm your new pupil.

I'm the other
new pupil, Niamh.

Well, shouldn't we shake hands
or something?

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?

Do you think she'll get silk?

Yes.

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

USHER:
Do you find the defendant
guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

Yes!

DODD: He stole my medal!

[SIGHING]

Oh.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Billy. Yeah, I'm fine.
Yeah. I'm coming in now.

-[PHONES RINGING]
-Hi. Yeah, yeah, I'll hold.

Yeah,
can I make an appointment?
Doesn't matter which doctor.

-RECEPTIONIST:
Can I take a name?
-[KNOCK ON DOOR]

-Miss.
-What is it?

-Rape.
-Uh, I don't do rape.

-The process is
unfair to victims.
-Exactly.

Rules of evidence
are unjust and wrong.

-So?
-So...

What do the panel who are
looking at your silk
application make of that?

"She's a great applicant.
We need more women.

"But there is one whole part
of the criminal justice system

"she wants to
kick in our face.

"Do we want that?
Do we like being
kicked in the face?"

If you get silk,
they cannot touch you.

Do only the work
you want to do,
but you have to get it first.

-[SIGHING]
-[CLERKS TALKING ON PHONES]

Oh!
It's the whole thing, okay?

It's the way some police
treat women alleging rape.

Like the way they
get cross-examined
about what they were wearing,

how much they'd had to drink,
how they were asking for it.

Anything else?

The cross-examination
of rape victims'
sexual history.

The fact that only six percent
of all reported rapes
end in conviction.

I mean, how would you do
if some barrister
took you through

your entire sex life in front
of a courtroom full of people?

-I was in a band, so I...
-Oh, it's not funny, Nick.

No.

[MARTHA SIGHING]

But you're doing this trial.
Why is that?

Why don't you go make friends
with Niamh?

Women do make it up, though.
It does happen.

I mean, forget trials
and rules of evidence

and conviction rates
and whatever, that...

Women do invent rapes
that never happened.

Billy, what's this?

-It's rape, sir.
-No, I don't prosecute.

How many rape prosecutions
make it all the home to
a guilty verdict?

-What are you saying?
-Almost none.

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, you mean
apart from the sympathy
from the women in the jury?

Women on juries
don't like rape victims.

Not for the victim,
for the prosecutor.

There's only one thing
that women find
more attractive

than a handsome
man in uniform,

that's a wounded handsome man
in uniform.

-Yeah, but...
-Jimmy!

New job.

You are now Mr
Reader's bag man.

You will follow
him one step behind,

carrying all his gear
every step of the way.

Do you want to run a tab?

-No, just two glasses.
-Okay.

[CLIENTELE CHATTERING,
INDISTINCT]

Cheers.

[WHISTLES]

Thanks.

Have you ever had
sex with someone
and not really wanted to?

-What?
-You know,

sometimes afterwards,
you wish you hadn't.

What about before or during?

-What is this?
-Just looking
for the boundary.

When does sex become rape?
When does yes become no?

I think men know
when the other party
is consenting.

Even if
the woman is not actually
saying "no" out loud,

you know, I think it's there.
Absence of consent.

And if the guy isn't sure,
well, he should find out.

[SCOFFING] What, like,
"Are you consenting?"

How sexy is that?

Are you saying
you've had
experience of this, Nick?

Haven't you?
Haven't we all, sort of?

-Not me.
-CLIVE: Excuse me.

-Hello, Niamh.
-Hey.

-Hello!
-Mind if I...

-Could you... Thanks.
-Yeah, of course.

-[QUIETLY] Why
don't you go away?
-What?

Before I call the police
and have you
nicked for the theft

of some very
expensive champagne.

So smile,
look at me like you love me
and then leave.

Look, um, I've got to go.

-Oh?
-Oh.

Yeah.
Sorry, I'll see you later.

Bye.

-You all right?
-No, I lost a trial today.

An innocent man is starting
an eight-year prison sentence

and he was fitted
up by Surrey Police.

Postcode justice, Niamh.

Guildford juries
believe everything
police officers tell them.

Are you always
upset when you lose?

Ten years ago this week, I was
doing a death row
appeal from Antigua.

Their lordships on
the Privy Council
decided that my client,

hating
the conditions on death row
so much he wanted to die,

and that he was
rational and reasoned,

and not
delusional and psychotic,
as we were trying to argue.

The appeal failed?

They executed him.

They had to build their own
coffins in the corridors
outside their cells.

[SIGHING] He asked me
to be there when they...

It was...

[SIGHING] Anyway.

How are you, Niamh?
How's it going?

Yes, hello.
Sorry, I called earlier.

I wanted to make
an appointment.

No, no, no, no.
Yeah, I had to hang up.

Well, couldn't you
turn the computer
back on?

It wouldn't be that difficult,
would it?

Actually, it's going to be a
problem. You need to call
back in the morning.

Okay, okay. Um, well, can
you tell me what time you
open in the morning?

-We open at 8:00.
-Thank you.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Hello?

[HANGING UP PHONE]

[THE BALLAD OF LUCY JORDAN
BY MARIANNE FAITHFULL PLAYING]

[NIAMH LAUGHING]

Why are you laughing?

Very grown-up, pouring me
a drink from a drinks cabinet.

Ice?

-[CHUCKLING]
-You laughing at me?

No.

It's my favourite book.

I used to think my dad
was Atticus Finch.

Well, Gregory Peck, actually.

"He turned out the light
and went into Jem's room.

"He would be there all night,

"and he would be there
when Jem waked up
in the morning."

[CLOCK BEEPING]

[DIALLING]

[BUSY TONE]

[PHONE BEEPS, DIALS AGAIN]

-[BUSY TONE]
-[SIGHS]

[PHONE RINGING]

Can you get that?

Hello?

-Looks like
the Reader scored again!
-[ALL CHEER]

Sorry about that. Sorry,
is Mr Reader there,
by any chance?

-ALL: Good morning, miss!
-Cheers, bye.

Did he do the death row thing?

I suppose you could say
it's his word against hers.

"You raped me."
"Oh, no, I didn't."
"Oh, yes, you did."

But the thing about
non-stranger rape is that

what it really comes down to
is brief against brief.

You against me, Marth.

You look a bit uncomfortable
with that white
ribbon round your brief.

Mr Human Rights prosecuting?

Yeah, well, rape's different.
I'm going to see the victim.

Complainant, not victim.

When you've had 15 years
at the bar, I might be
interested in your opinion.

Right now, you don't exist.

You coming? Or would it be
too difficult for you to look
her in the eye?

I can trust you, can't I?
Not to coach her, Clive.

Look,
we both know you don't want
to be doing this,

but picking a fight with me
won't help you
feel better about it.

Sacrificing principle for
ambition is never going to
feel good, Martha,

however you dress it up.
Hello, Niamh.

-How is she?
-Not good.

Have we met before?

12 years ago.
Bow Street Magistrates Court.

You cross-examined
me into the ground.

-Oh, did I? God. What was it?
-Careless driving.

Oh, right. So it's not the end
of the world, then.

Well, it was my first time so
it felt like the end of
the world, really.

-Sorry.
-Glad to see
you've crossed over.

You're on the side
of the angels now.

Um... What's he like?

-Who?
-His barrister.

She. He's a she.

God knows I
understand how hard
it'll be to go in there

and relive what
you've been through.

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

it would be Martha Costello.

-So you've seen
her in court before?
-We're in chambers together.

It's a small world,
the criminal bar.

I know Martha well enough
to be clear about one thing.

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

The bottom line with
defendants in rape,

if you're ugly and dirty,
you go down.

If you're good-looking
and clean, you get off.

How do you know?
I thought you didn't do rape.

Oh, I've read about it.
I've written about it.

One way or another,
without actually doing one,

I've done a lot of rape.

Handsome and washed
gets you a not guilty.

Oh, shit.

Steve Clarke, solicitor's rep.

This is Alan Bradley.

Martha Costello.

Great. Excellent.

She won't go through with it.

She's here, she's at court
and she's got
plenty of support.

It feels odd talking
about it like this.

I actually want
there to be a trial,
so I can prove my innocence.

You don't have
to prove anything.

It's for the prosecution
to prove your guilt.

Well,
you'll do more than that,
won't you?

What do you mean?

You sound like it's a case
of sitting back and seeing

if the prosecution
get home or not.
A bit passive.

You know your way around
the criminal justice system.

I went to bar school.

Right.

And?

-I didn't make it.
-Right.

What's he like?
The prosecuting counsel.

Good-looking, clean.

He's a good advocate.
[CLEARING THROAT]

She won't say it
because she's not like that.

Martha Costello's brilliant.

Can I ask
a difficult question?

What are my chances?

Predicting which
way a jury's going
to go is never a good idea.

Sorry. Unfair question.

50-50.

Thank you.

I didn't do this.
I could never do
a thing like this.

NICK: 50-50. Interesting.

Mmm, interesting.
Ten years if he
goes down for this.

And a nonce label in prison.
Interesting.

So do you believe him?

I didn't say that.
I don't know.

-Normally?
-Normally?

You know, normally, it's very
clear whether the client
is guilty or not.

How many clients are?

I don't know, about 80%.
And sometimes more.

It's very rare that you get
to represent an innocent man.

Would it make it better
if you knew he
hadn't done this?

Yes.

What, and the 80% that you
know are guilty,
you just get on with it?

Nick,
this is my first rape, okay?
It's new for me, too.

So you pull out all the stops
for the 80%

because they deserve
to be
represented properly, yeah?

And everyone's innocent
until proven guilty.

What was it you said?
Four words to live by.

Is Alan Bradley any different?

If you go easy on her,

if you don't go for her
in the witness box, then?

-Then he'll get ten years.
-Do you know what I think?

-There you go.
-I think there's
rape and there's rape.

Violent stranger
rape at one end
of the spectrum

-and this,
right at the other end.
-Thanks, Nick.

Um,
go through the unused for me.

If there's anything there,
I need to know by
tomorrow morning.

I need to do
an advice of evidence.

Who for?

Life at the bar, Nick. Don't
sleep, live on your nerves,
never say no.

"I have been advised
by my legal representative

"to answer 'no comment'
to all questions asked of me

"during the course
of this interview."

These are the only words
spoken by the defendant

at his police
station interview.

You will hear evidence
that the defendant,
Alan Bradley,

made a note of
these words in advance,
which he then read out,

ten seconds or
so of pre-prepared
setting out his position.

Annie Laidlaw was
raped by this man.

Annie Laidlaw spent two days
in the police station,

giving her account
of what happened.
In great detail.

Blow by blow, again and again,
she describes to the police

what this man did to her.

It's my client's right to
remain silent, as my learned
friend well knows.

And the last time I looked,

it was still okay for people
in police stations

to take advice
from their solicitors.

I will be telling the jury
about whether they
can infer anything

from the defendant's silence,
Miss Costello.

Now, this isn't
a four-in-the-morning
dark alleyway case.

No hand-over-the-mouthness.

It's not even nighttime
when this rape happens.

Alan Bradley and Annie
Laidlaw were boyfriend and
girlfriend until recently.

Nearly always,
rape victims and rapists
know each other.

Now, wherever it happens,

penetration without consent
is a terrible crime.

And one from which

it's very,
very hard to recover.

When it happens
in your own home,

when the rapist is someone
you thought you could trust...

[CLEARING THROAT] Sorry,
excuse me.

...someone you
thought you could trust,

it's unforgivable.

You should stop that.
Bad for your health,
apparently.

Thanks, Clive.

I've always worried
about you smoking.

You didn't mean
a word of that opening.

Be a bit weird
if we meant everything we said

every time we
appeared in court,
wouldn't it?

The, er...

sip of water,
catch in the voice.
[CHUCKLING]

Do me a favour, Clive.

Well, correct me if I'm wrong,
but you'll be faking it

when you
cross-examine poor Annie,
won't you?

And you'll be
calling her Annie

and it'll all be
done more in sorrow
than in anger,

-till you stick
the stiletto in.
-I don't wear stilettos, ever.

Look, we've got to spend
a week together, Martha.

Let's not spoil it
by getting all complicated.

You said yes to the brief.
You could have said no.

Armed robbery is
not very nice, either.

Are you all complicated
about armed robbery?

I'm not playing, Clive.

I'm not going to do knockabout
psycho robing
room games with you.

Look, one thing, the way
I see it, my job prosecuting
is just to be fair.

Great.

Now, I know
you don't like
defending rapes,

-so it's especially
incumbent on me...
-[MOBILE RINGING]

...to make sure that
this defendant gets
a fair crack of the whip.

How dare you?

Billy! Yeah. Oh, right, great.

-Mummy and
Daddy arguing again?
-[CHUCKLING]

Drink later?

I've got to look through
the unused tonight.

Yeah, me too.

Why don't why divvy it up?
Half each. Share any findings,
halve the time.

Okay.

-Has he said
anything about me?
-No.

Nothing about what happened?

He wouldn't, I suppose,
not to his pupil.

Professional
distance and all that.

How are you
getting on with Martha?

Uh...

I'm totally in love with her.

Uh, one more thing.
First appearance,
Old Street Magistrates,

send one of the pupils,
will you?

No, I don't care
which one of them goes,

just whoever it is, tell them
to get a move on
and call me en route.

Thank you.

Uh, Billy needs a new pupil
down at Old Street.

-Did he say who?
-Yes, he did. Niamh.

Good luck. Really good luck.

BILLY: First appearance.
Burglary.

-Okay.
-Isn't there
something you need to know?

[CHUCKLING] His name, maybe?

Rush. Gary Rush.

Okay, got it.

[CLEARING THROAT]

-What's that?
-Hockey stick.

-Hockey?
-Yeah.

-You play hockey?
-Yes.

This is a clerks' room.
If you want to do sport,

there's table football in the
basement or William Hill
round the corner.

Jesus Christ. Hockey?

Oh, I've seen it all now.
All right, I am off to lunch.

It's half past 11.

Yeah, well,
the bigger the solicitor,
the longer the lunch.

He'd lived with
you for a year.

-You trusted him.
-Yes.

So how did it make you feel,
that he'd done this to you?

Dirty, humiliated.

Sometimes when I
can't sleep, I...

Well, I don't sleep any more.

I wish I was dead.

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

All yours.

Were you pleased to see
Alan Bradley when he came
round that afternoon?

Not really.

And did you know who it was
before you answered the door?

ANNIE: Through
the glass I could see...
I could see him.

What were you wearing?

A towel.
It was wrapped around.

I'd just been in the shower.

Anything else?

And my...my pants.

Did you ask him
to wait outside
while you got dressed?

No.

-Why not?
-Don't know.

How long were you
boyfriend and girlfriend for?

Three years.

-And you loved him?
-Sort of.

Do you want to
think about that answer?

[CLEARING THROAT]

"I love you.
You are my everything."

Do you recognise these?

Yes.

Who wrote them?

I did.
They're Valentine cards.

Were you lying
when you wrote them?

No.

Oh, well...

"I love you, sort of"?

"You are my everything,
sort of"?

You're under oath, Annie.

You have to do
this truthfully.

That is all I want.

Look,
I know what you're doing.

You're pretending
to be on my side.

I'm not that clever, Annie.

-He said you
wouldn't go for me.
-Who did?

Mr Reader.

Did he?
And what else did he say?

He said your
heart wasn't in it.

Why was he at your house?

He had come to pick up
a few of his things.

And who called who
to make the arrangement?

I called him.

-And did you arrange a time?
-4:00.

-And what time did he arrive?
-4:00.

Why were you in
the shower at the time
you knew he would be arriving?

Well, how did my
pants get ripped, hmm?

How did that happen?

Is that true?
Your heart isn't in it?

It's not about
where my heart is.

It's what I say in
there that counts
and that comes from up here.

You're holding back, though.
You're not doing it in there.

-It's not a good idea...
-Her sexual history.

You haven't touched it.

The jury probably think
I was her first boyfriend.

Look,
I don't want to go to prison.

I know what happens
to convicted rapists inside.

And what she's doing to me...

Look,
I don't care how I get off.

She's lying and you need
to make really sure this
jury know that.

-Alan...
-Please.

No offence,
but don't "Alan" me.

I'm not your friend.
I'm your client.

And I need more from you
than you're giving.

Tactically, it's not good to
rough her up more than
we've done already.

This is not about tactics,
though.
This is about you being soft.

Listen to me.

My advice is that
it is counter-productive.

How many women on the jury?

Seven.

All the statistics
say women jurors
don't like promiscuous women.

He knows that.

Am I wrong?

Am I?

[SIGHING]

I hate doing this.

I really do.
This is not who I am.

But I don't have a choice,
do I?

I'll tell you why
her pants were ripped.

And then my
instructions are very clear.

Go for her.

Makes it kind of easier,
doesn't it?

Don't you ever,
ever do that again.

-What?
-Side with a client
against my advice.

-What would your
answer have been?
-[SIGHING]

Instructions are instructions,
aren't they?

He listened to your advice
and he told you what he wants.

You can't say no
even if you wanted to.

I forgot how
simple everything looks
when you're 21.

BILLY: Don't do anything.
No bail-out, nothing.

In-out, seven-day remand.

-Got it?
-Yes.

What's he charged with?

Burglary!
Remember, pay attention.

This isn't any old burglar.

Gary Rush is
a horrible burglar
with pages of form.

And he's an important client.
Here we are.

And you, miss,
are lovely and talented,
but very young.

So don't try and walk
before you can crawl

and waste a bail application,
all right?

Good girl.

-Who are you?
-Niamh. Niamh Cranitch.

Get me out of here,
Niamh Cranitch.

-Make a bail application?
-No, plan an escape.

What do you think?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Um, Gary Rush. Burglary.

No previous on Rush.

MAN:
I really need to get him out.

Can I have it now, please?
Just...

-Gary Rush.
-Yes,
are you making a bail app?

Well, what do you
think I should do?

I don't know. I'll ask Clive.

No, no, don't ask Clive.
He'll think I don't
know what I'm doing.

[LAUGHING] You don't.

Give me a minute.
I'll call you back.

She doesn't have to tell
the prosecution they've got
the wrong man's previous.

She can't lie
about it directly,

but there's no requirement
to draw anyone's
attention to it.

All right, thanks.
I'll call her back.

-Uh, uh, who's the client?
-Didn't ask.

Where did the rape happen?

-In my house.
-Yes, where?

-Upstairs.
-Yes, where?

-In my bedroom.
-And how did you
get to your bedroom?

He, uh, just came up with me.

-So you went
upstairs together?
-Yes, you know we did.

It's not about me, Annie.

We all make mistakes.

You shouldn't have slept
with Alan Bradley

after your
relationship was over.

But it's what we
do with our mistakes
that counts.

That's what really matters.

And...

crying rape,
alleging this crime
against this man...

No,
no, I didn't sleep with him.

He raped me.

I haven't made a mistake.

No, you're right.

You haven't, have you?

Miss Costello.

In the bedroom, you were going
to get dressed
in front of him.

You were going to take
the towel you were wearing
off in front of him.

-I didn't think about it.
-Yes, you did.

You thought about
it very carefully.

And that's why I'm wrong
about you making a mistake.

What?

Going upstairs.
You or him first?

Me.

And sorry, can you remind me
why you put your pants on?

To be decent when I
answered the door.

So what happened?

I'm sorry,
I don't
understand the question.

To decency.

Did you think walking upstairs
in a towel and knickers

with this man
behind you was decent?

This has nothing to do
with what actually happened.

-You're twisting things.
-I don't do that.

I'm not like that, Annie.

This is not about you,
Miss Costello.

-You missed him, didn't you?
-No.

You were lonely and
you wanted him back.

He has a place to live,
he's very keen,

passionate, really,
about proving his innocence.

And so he would never
jump bail because he wants to
come to court and...

well, prove his innocence.

Stand up, Mr Rush.

I've listened to
this application
very carefully.

And I've
decided to grant bail.

Where are you from?

Camden.

Oh, sorry. Shoe Lane,
Shoe Lane Chambers.

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

I will.

Yes, Dr Arnold, 5:30 tonight.
Thank you.

-Make the application.
-What?

The jury need to know
her sexual history.

No.

Tell me the jury won't be
more likely to acquit if they
know she slept around.

I'm not making the application
to the judge.

I'm going to do it my way.
I know what
she's doing in there.

You liked it rough.

-That was your thing,
wasn't it?
-What?

JUDGE: I think you
need to spell it out,
Miss Costello.

What it was she liked rough.

You liked Alan Bradley
to treat you roughly when you
were having sex.

No. My God, no.

That's why your
pants were ripped.

He knew from your
previous sex life together

that that's what you wanted.

No. Never.

And that's why you selected
the pants you were wearing
under the towel

when you answered
the door to him.

No, please.

When did you
make your complaint
to the police?

Did you report
it straight away?

-No.
-That evening?

No.

What time do you
normally arrive
at school in the morning?

7:30. To set up the classroom.

And the morning after you say
you were raped,

what time did you
get to school then?

-7:30. [SNIFFLING]
-Oh, so the normal time.

-Feeling dirty and humiliated?
-Yes.

And is it right

you went out at lunchtime
to get a sandwich?

Yes.

MARTHA: And that was
with your best friend,

who is also
a teacher at the school.

ANNIE: Yeah, Sally.
MARTHA:
What did you talk about?

ANNIE:
Um, Sally had a new haircut.
It was short.

And, um, we talked about
whether it looked better.

-Did it?
-Yes.

-Did you tell her that?
-Yes.

Did you tell her
you'd been raped?

-No.
-Why not?

She's your closest friend.

Why did it take you eight days
to tell anyone?

I... I didn't think anyone
would believe me.

So, you're asking
this jury to believe
that you were raped

and then led
a completely normal life
for a whole week

before getting round
to telling the police?

Well, why would I make it up?
Why would I do that?

He held your wrists.

With both of his hands?

Yes.

And then he forced
me back onto the bed
and he held me there.

So, I couldn't move and...

-He didn't cover your mouth?
-No.

So, you didn't shout?

-Did you scream?
-I couldn't.

It would've been
the easiest thing
in the world,

to shout for help
at the top of your voice.

Your neighbours
would've heard you.

What was stopping you?

His face,
the way he was looking at me.

I thought he
wanted to kill me.

You didn't shout

because there was no rape.

You invited Alan Bradley round
to your house to
have sex with him.

You consented.

You more than consented.

You planned the whole thing.

-But it didn't work, did it?
-What?

He'd left you.

That's what you couldn't bear.

And it's your hurt and anger
that has brought
about you making

these false and
malicious allegations
against this man.

This might be a good point
to adjourn for the day.

USHER: All rise.

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

How is she?

What do you care?

-How do you think she is?
-I'm doing my job.

-Obeying orders?
-No.

Taking
instructions and putting them
to the witness.

Well, she won't sleep tonight.
How about you?

[SIGHING]

I want it to stop. Now.

-I can't go on.
-Okay.

[DOOR OPENING]

She wants to
throw the towel in.

[SIGHING] I can't communicate
in any way with Annie halfway
through her evidence.

It's against all the rules.

I'm not one of those zealous
prosecutor types, Wendy.

-Do you mind me
calling you Wendy?
-No.

Winning or losing really
doesn't matter to me,
personally, but for her...

To have done the hard part
and stood up in
the witness box,

it's so brave.

And to throw it all away now!

If I were you,
I'd go back in there

and tell her that
she'll regret this
for the rest of her life

if she gives up now.

[DOOR OPENING]

How's life at
the criminal bar?

Fine.

So, Abortion Act, 1967.

It was David Steel's bill,
did you know that?

You need
the say-so of two doctors

based on proper enquiry
into the state of
mind of the patient.

I know.

Luckily, the world of medicine
and the world of law

have simplified
things over the years.

Yes.

So,
let's book you in, shall we?

-Good lunch?
-Beautiful.

This land of ours.

Shakespeare was here,
you know.

Thank you.

QE1 and QE2 both here.
Rumpole was here.

This is England.

-Are you drunk?
-14 murders in the last year,

three six-month frauds
and all
the footballers go to him.

Ah, I want a word with you.

He drinks a lot.

And if it's going to get us
the quality of
work that we want,

I have to stay with him.

Put it this way, miss,
my liver is the price I
pay for your career.

We had a meeting
booked in, you and me,
three hours ago.

-Ah. What about?
-My career.

-And who paid for lunch?
-I did.

-You mean Chambers did.
-[SIGHING]

-What?
-Miss Cranitch.

You did exactly
what I told you
not to do.

-I got bail.
-You couldn't have
known you'd get bail.

I do like a bit of gumption,
though.

Gumption.
Brilliant, well done, miss.

-What does
gumption mean, Jake?
-[CLEARS THROAT]

-Thanks for that.
-Your mate, Gary Rush,

-has turned up for more.
-Yeah, he said to say hello.

CLERK:
Hello, Shoe Lane Chambers.

You all right, miss?

-Can we talk?
-Sure. About what?

About a present
I've been given.

Yeah. Let's have
a drink in ten minutes.
I'll come and get you.

-Thank you.
-Yeah.

[CLEARING THROAT]

[SOFTLY] "Why am I doing this?
I feel so guilty."

What?

"Why am I doing this?
I feel so guilty."

It's what Annie said to the
Sexual Offences
Investigation team

a week after she was raped.

-What's the context?
-Well,
there isn't any, really.

It's just, it's the only thing
that's recorded for that day.

-Does Martha know about this?
-Nick's looking.

-Damn!
-But not at this,
he won't see this.

-How do you know?
-Well, we agreed to share it.

You know, we'd share
anything that we found.

-He's looking at
the other half.
-Don't tell him.

-We agreed that we...
-That's his problem.

-Clive, I can't...
-Did you tell the prosecution

about Gary
Rush's real previous
convictions today or not?

Drink?

Sorry,
I didn't mean to disturb.

-No, you're not.
-Sure?

Yeah, I'm just...

-I'm off, actually.
-Okay.

-Half your age?
-I know.

[PHONE RINGING]

[DOOR OPENING]

Sorry!

-You okay?
-Yes.

No. Have you got a moment,
Martha?

He's a man of principle,
isn't he?

I mean, he's a good man.

He's your pupil master, Niamh.

It's wrong.

It won't end well.

I'm scared he'll make it count
against me if I
put a stop to it now.

No, no, no. Wrong way round.

I'd be worried he won't
support your candidacy
if you carry on.

He knows it's
against the rules.

And quite soon,
that will work its way
to the front of his brain.

He won't want
a reminder of that
every day in Chambers

-for the rest of his career.
-You're assuming
that he doesn't want...

What, to form a loving, stable
relationship with his pupil?

-You don't like him, do you?
-Hmm.

He's got form, Niamh.

Trust me.

I am right.

Don't start your life
at the bar like this.

Thank you.

Something else you should
know.

Blimey.
Confession, confession.

No, it's about the trial.
Found something.

[MURMURING]

My God!

You ready, miss?

I'll just get my stuff.
Thank you.

[SIGHING]

KATE:
You're underestimated here.
We don't like seeing it.

Thanks, miss. Is that all?

Some of us have been thinking.

I know you're
forward-looking enough

to understand
where the criminal bar
is heading.

We need to modernise.
But Billy...

We're not sure how he fits in
to modern life.

What are you saying, miss?

It's all a bit delicate,
so let me just
say this to you.

There are plenty of
us here in chambers
who trust and respect you

and that will be reflected
in all our thinking,
whatever happens.

Yeah, fine.

I wish you hadn't said that.

-Said what?
-"Some of us
have been thinking."

And thanks for including me
without asking. Excuse me.

You don't think
our senior clerk
pissing away chambers money

on liquid lunches
about five times
a week is a problem?

He's romancing solicitors.

-What can I get you?
-Merlot, please.

When was the last time
he sat down with you

and talked
about your practice?

-All the time!
-All the time?

He tells you he loves you,
and you're his boy

and we're all his family.

-And all that
half-baked Mafia nonsense.
-Anything for you?

Can I have a rose, please?
Thanks.

And what about chambers
accounts? Do you trust
that man with money?

What are you actually saying?

I don't want a senior clerk
who loves me.

I want somebody who
works a 12-hour day

and who pays attention
to
the development of my career.

Why are you scared of him?

You haven't
answered my question.

I think we should ask Billy
to move upstairs.

Consultant clerk.

[SCOFFING] He'd
never say yes to that.
His pride wouldn't let him.

Exactly.

Okay, listen to me.

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

and nobody can identify him
delivering it to chambers.

The fact that it appeared in
your pigeonhole is
evidence of nothing.

So, if you go to the police,
they'll pay him a visit

because they don't like him.

He'll know that you've told
the Old Bill,

nothing will come of it

and he'll spread it round
that we're cosy with coppers.

So, you do nothing.

Take my advice on this.

[SIGHING]

You're not drinking?

Mid-rape? No.

What were Kate and John doing
sitting in my room?

-When?
-Just now.

-You off home, John?
-Huh?

Uh... Hockey training.

Where were you when Sean Kerly
won Olympic gold
for Great Britain?

[SCOFFING] I
thought you didn't...

What? Know anything about
hockey? Never underestimate
what I know, John.

You see,
the thing about Sean Kerly,

apart from his, well,
unbelievable skill,

was that he could really
look after himself.

-You know what I mean?
-Mmm.

No one ever messed with Sean.

-Hmm.
I'll see you later, John.
-Yeah.

Oh, John, have you seen Kate
this evening?

No. No.

-Good night, John.
-Night.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Hello?

[HANGS UP]

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Billy.

I won't come in. I just wanted
to say, 'cause it doesn't
get said often enough,

that you are a brilliant woman
and you love me.

-Don't you mean you love me?
-No.

[LAUGHING]

You could have
told me on the phone.

Well, I spend my life on
the phone. Sometimes I
miss human contact.

Bit weird to hang up, though.

-What?
-You called just now.

Why would I do that? I'm here.

Morning, miss. Beautiful day.

-Ah! Morning, John.
-Good morning.

-Beautiful day.
-Yeah.

You and Billy in
the bar last night.
Bit intense looking.

Gary Rush,
my aggravated burglar,

and the medal he stole
from
an 85-year-old man's house.

-What about it?
-I've got it.

He, or someone, delivered it
to Chambers the evening after
the trial finished.

Have you been to the police?

What did Billy say?

Interesting unused.

-Who told you?
-Not you.

-Which is unethical,
in my book.
-[SIGHING]

-What are you going to do?
-Tell the judge.

No, don't do that!

-Why not?
-Because it'll blow
my silk application

out of the water.

Oh, putting ambition before
principle is never going to
feel very good, Clive,

however you dress it up.

Just use it.

Just use the material
and you'll kill her with it.

Or are you too soft
to go for the jugular?
[SIGHING]

Why did you keep condoms
in your bedroom drawer?

That's obvious, isn't it?

Did you have
sex with other men

between your
break-up with Alan Bradley
and the alleged offence?

-No.
-Where is this going?

He was the only one for you.

Look. They were just there,
the condoms.

You didn't use
a condom that afternoon

-because you
wanted to get pregnant.
-No.

You wanted to trap him back
into a relationship with you.

[STAMMERING]
No, I didn't use contraception

because he did what he did
against my will.

I'm telling the truth.

You're the liar here, not me.

Miss Costello.

Once you start not
telling the truth,

it gets harder
and harder to stop.

Dishonesty has
its own momentum.

And once it becomes a story,
it is impossible to pull back.

I'm not lying.

"Why am I doing this?

"I feel so guilty."

Remember,

that's you.

Yeah.

[WEEPING]

Annie?

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

I have to finish this now.

I know.

It's all right.

I know how this can happen.
I really do.

Oh, do you?

Well, what would you do?

What would any of you do?

Would you keep a baby
if the father raped you?

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

Miss Costello.

[SIGHING]

I told them a story, Nick.

-What?
-The jury.

I told them
Annie wanted a baby
to get Alan back.

Martha...

But it didn't
come from anything
in the evidence.

-Not really.
-Well...

It didn't even come
from his instructions.

Alan Bradley didn't say to us,

"This was about
her trapping me
back into a relationship."

I mean, how could he?

It was my story.

It's not like
you just plucked it
out of nowhere.

-It was based on
lots of evidence...
-She's telling the truth.

You believe her?

Yes.

Look, as a barrister,
you have to shape things,
you know,

give them,
you know, coherence.

Something for
the jury to follow,
don't you?

Otherwise,
what are we for, then?

It'd just be his word
against hers every time.

-And we'd be out of a job.
-[CHUCKLING] Yeah.

How do you know
she's telling the truth?

This is not about me.

This is about who
the jury believes.

You're putting him
in the witness box?

I have a new girlfriend.

We're very happy.

Why would I
want to rape Annie?

Why would I do that?

Do you love your
new girlfriend?

Yes.

And yet you're
prepared to cheat on her.

Did you lie to her about where
you were going
that Sunday afternoon?

Yes. Sorry.

Why?

[STAMMERING] I don't know.

Were you planning
on sleeping with Annie?

-No.
-Then why lie?

I don't... I don't know.

Did you lie when you got back,
about where you'd been?

Yes.

-And who you'd been with?
-Yes.

So, you're a cheat and a liar.

Mr Bradley?

You have to
answer the question,
Mr Bradley.

Yes.

Let's be straight.

Let's put away
tricks and storytelling
and courtroom skills.

Re-examination
only on issues arising
out of cross-examination.

I want you to do something

that I've never asked anyone
in the witness
box to do before.

Look at me.

Do you
understand what rape is?

Yes.

Was Annie Laidlaw consenting
when you had sex with her?

-Yes.
-No!

Answer this.

Did you rape Annie Laidlaw?

-No.
-He raped me.

Look at the jury.

Did you rape Annie Laidlaw?

No.

Look at Annie.

[SOBBING QUIETLY]

Did you rape her?

-No.
-Yes.

[PEOPLE WHISPERING]

Verdict?

USHER: All rise.

Will
the defendant please stand?

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

Yes.

Do you find
the defendant guilty
or not guilty of rape?

Not guilty.

[SOBBING]

Excuse me.

[SIGHING SOFTLY]

-What's he doing here?
-He's your 5:00. Come on miss,

-he wouldn't have anyone else.
-No.

-Miss.
-Not now, Billy.

-What did Billy
say about the medal?
-He said do nothing.

CLERK: Max, did you get a call
from a Miss Fahy?

-Good result today, miss.
-I'll see you, Billy.

-All right, miss?
-You know who
you are, don't you?

Judy Garland.

Out there on stage
and everybody loves you.

But when the applause is over,
what is there?

You go home, to what?

But there is a difference.

Judy Garland had some bastard
feeding her pills,

so she could go
over the rainbow
night after night.

You have got me.

Tomorrow.

Night-night.

All right,
Floyd, let's wrap it up.

Now, she is a workhorse.

She'll go out there
and do all
the ugly things for you.

Late return,
Martha'll step in.

From ABH to USI,
Martha Costello is your girl.

So, are we
supporting her for silk now?

What happens to a workhorse
when they get silk?

They become a racehorse
and racehorses
don't race every day.

It's not good for us
and it's not good for her.

No, she won't cope with that.

She needs to be working,
like she needs to breathe.

-Clive?
-Arkle,
Desert Orchid, Red Rum.

Clive Reader.

[BRING IT ON HOME TO ME
BY SAM COOKE PLAYING]

[SOBBING]

He's 16 years old, his mother
is dead and he wants to
say goodbye to her.

It's been two
years trying to get him
away from his pimp.

-So you're
co-defending with Niamh?
-Yeah.

They'll send a member of
chambers down to get a look at
rival pupils in court.

You're in a contest.

-Where's your brief?
-It's being biked.

You haven't read it?

-I can't go back inside.
-I know.

I will not just stand there

and let a child
disappear from view
as if he never existed.

You will. You'll have to.