All language subtitles for The Jury s02e01.eng

(Church bell tolls)

(Soft, indistinct exchanges)

They're returning now.

(News at ten theme)

Good evening. It was the
case that shocked the nation,

but nearly five years
after being found guilty

of murdering three women,

Alan Lane was today
back in the headlines...

As the court of appeal dramatically
overturned his conviction

for the killings
of Holly Jackson,

Anna knight

and Rebecca cheung.

The case will now go
to back to the old Bailey,

with all three
murders being retried,

effectively starting
from scratch.

The successful appeal is
being seen as a personal victory

for controversial
barrister Emma watts,

who replaced the legal
team that represented Lane

at the original trial.

We're enormously encouraged
by these developments.

My client, Alan
Lane, is innocent.

The fight to clear
his name goes on.

Thank you. (Barrage
of questions)

This is a grave
setback for British justice

and for the families
of the victims,

to whom our hearts go
out at this terrible time.

I have nothing more to say
at the moment. Thank you.

(Clamour)

The case will now once
again go before a jury,

which won't please justice
minister Eleanor Duncan.

She today launched another
scathing attack on trial by jury,

calling it outdated,
exploitative, inefficient, unreliable

and prone to
corruption and abuse.

Radio 4: 'Here is
an 800-year-old right,

which everyone has, to be tried

by his or her peers,

and it's regarded by most people as
an absolute pillar of our constitution,

our society, that some fundamental
human rights should be above that.'

'..for our present justice system to be in the
hands of skilled, experienced, legal professionals

like justices.

We're failing to meet their rights to
make thoughtful, important decisions.

This isn't just a
cost-saving exercise.

The time has come for a
radical overhaul of the system.'

morning.

Tea, paper and post.

Oh, you are lovely.

Do we dare open the curtains?

Oh! Bills.

Bills, bills, bills.

Ooh, there's one here for you!

I hope you're not in
any kind of trouble.

Why would I be in trouble?

Her majesty's court service.

What business would
you have with them?

Kristina! I've got to go!

Come up and say goodbye!

Taxi's here. Got to go.

Come and say goodbye!

Kristina!

(Speaks Serbian)

Bye, darling... for you.

(Speaks Serbian)

Mm-hm.

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ happy birthday, dear rashid

♪ happy birthday to you!

Blow! One big breath, go on!

(Laughter)

(Celebratory singing)

Ooh! What is
this? Birthday boy...

Oh! Money! 20
quid. Keep that safe.

(Kisses rashid)

(Happy chatter) With a
picture of a computer on it!

She knows her grandson!
Here, get on with them.

Dad? What?

This is a summons
for jury service. What?

It must be a mistake.
He can't do jury service.

No. Not with his condition.

(Door bangs, chatter)

(Phone rings) Hello?

Lucy, have you left
already? Yes. Damn!

What are you wearing? Wearing?

The usual stuff. Why?

I'd better bring some of my own
stuff, then. Some Donna karan.

What? Trouser suit, probably.

That'd be best. Or
something by Margaret howell.

Who's Margaret howell? I'm
going to pretend you never said that!

The point is, I'm gonna need you
to look as much like me as you can.

Why?

Move.

(Whistle blows)

(Door opens)

She'll see you now.

I have been reading and
re-reading your letter all morning.

In shock.

I wrote it in shock.

When did all this start?
Nothing has started.

Yeah, well, all right. The
sentiment? The realisation?

A month. Maybe two.

And I have your word,
nothing has happened?

No lines have been crossed? No.

So, what do you want me to do?

Um, I mentioned in my letter I've
been summoned for jury service.

I can't lose a member of
staff in the middle of a term.

I really wouldn't even mention this if I didn't
think it was the best thing, the safest thing.

For everyone.

And then next term maybe
we can look at the timetable

and make sure I'm
not teaching him again.

All right. Go do
this jury service,

and take the time to get
this out of your system.

Thank you.

He's just a boy, Katherine.

17 years old.

What do you see in him?

(Siren wails)

There you are. Now, I need to give
you my passport and driving licence.

For god's sake, don't lose them!

This is a bloody nightmare.

I don't understand.
What's this all about?

Jury service. I've been summoned.
I know, I should've told you before,

but what with everything that's been
going on at work, it slipped my mind.

But you've got a
meeting with the lawyers!

Which is why I can't go and
need you to go in my place,

to defer. Where?

The old Bailey. What?
Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Now, there's this whole section
here about extenuating circumstances.

I think selling the company
you've spent years building up

qualifies as extenuating
circumstances.

But I'm your assistant! I
don't look anything like you.

Well, that's not true. We're
the same gender. Same race.

But not the same age. Well,
if you er, if you pop these on,

put your hair up...

There! Dead ringer.

Almost.

(Siren)

There is huge security
surrounding this retrial of Alan Lane,

which starts today.

It's the case that shocked the nation,
as much for the details of the murders,

but also for what it revealed
about the private lives

of the three women
at the centre of it.

And police are already
making extra resources available

for what's already
becoming a media frenzy.

Shoes? What on earth
do you want my shoes for?

Security, sir. We've got to
check for bombs. In a shoe?

Where have you been
for the last five years?

I don't know. Garden, mostly.

Right, ok. If you want to take
the stairs to the fifth floor...

Who's next, please?

I think there has been a mistake.
I have been sent this summons.

You'll have to take
it up with the clerk.

Do you mind taking
your shoes off, please?

(Door clanks, keys jangle)

You went all round the houses.

I told you that mount
street was blocked.

You should have gone up the
other way, round furnival street.

Honestly, how we
ever got through...

Barely nine o'clock and
playing to the gallery already!

Morning, John.

15 quid from liverpool
street is an absolute disgrace.

You should try cycling.
Oh, no, thank you.

The only exercise I take is walking after
the coffins of my friends that take exercise.

Tres drole. I hope your defence
is every bit as witty and inventive.

It'll need to be. He didn't
do it, John. Bollocks!

I'll make mincemeat
of you inside a week.

See you inside.
I'll just finish this.

What did my mother used to say
about ladies who smoke in public?

Probably something similar to what mine said about
grown men wearing lycra in public. (Chuckles)

Right, who's next?

(Indistinct
announcements on tannoy)

Ok. If you want to take
the stairs to the fifth floor.

Who's next, please?

I won't be going into court
rooms. I'm here to exempt myself.

I'm still going to
need to see photo ID.

I know what you're
going to say. What?

That none of us look
like our photo ID?

Certainly true in your case.
You're better in real life.

Clerk's desk's upstairs.

Good morning, ladies and
gentlemen. On behalf of everyone here,

may I wish you a warm
welcome to the old Bailey.

Right, in court
number one, please,

Katherine bulmore? Yes.

Paul brierley? Here.

Hi there. I've been summoned
for jury service today,

but forgot to decline
by post. Name?

Vestey. Theresa.

Kristina bamford? Yes.

Jeffrey livingstone? Here!

I'm sorry, Theresa, we won't be
able to accept your deferral this time.

Why not? Because you've
deferred once in the past.

Have I? I mean, yes.
We had to do something.

People kept
exempting themselves.

But I can't do it. I've got letters
from my lawyers, my bank -

just hope you don't get picked.

Steve, can you take this lady
to the waiting room, please?

This way.

Rashid jarwar?

Theresa vestey?

Theresa vestey?

Last call for Theresa vestey.

Theresa vestey?

God!

(Door clanks open)

I swear by almighty
god... I swear by Allah...

..That I will faithfully
try the defendant...

..I will faithfully
try the defendant...

..And give a true verdict...
..And give a true verdict...

..According to the evidence.
..According to the evidence.

Would the defendant
please stand?

The particulars
of the offence are

that five years ago Alan Dennis
Lane met and killed three women -

Holly Jackson, Anna
knight and Rebecca cheung.

The charge is of three
separate counts of murder.

The defendant has
pleaded not guilty.

Members of the jury, it is possible that
many of you will recognise the defendant.

You may have read about him in
newspapers and heard about the case on TV.

You will know he's already
been tried for these crimes

and convicted by another jury.

But following that conviction,

serious questions arose about
the integrity of the evidence.

The matter was referred
to the court of appeal,

and that court decided that the
defendant's conviction was unsafe

and that he should
be tried again.

Which is why you and I are
here, to hear the case again.

To conduct a re-trial.

What went before matters not.

It is your duty to try this case

on the evidence you
hear in this court alone.

In this trial alone.

And with that, mr Mallory.

Members of the jury, I
appear on behalf of the crown.

The defendant is represented by
my learned colleague, ms watts.

As you've already
heard, this is a re-trial.

At the first trial your predecessors
convicted the defendant

and I have every
confidence that you will too.

Why?

Because the combination of
direct and circumstantial evidence

is simply undeniable.

Here are the facts.

Throughout the
early months of 2006,

Alan Lane, a man with a
history of emotional instability,

joined several Internet
dating websites.

Why?

Because he was
looking for company?

Looking for love?

No.

We suggest it's
because Alan Lane

was looking for women to kill.

'The first victim,
Holly Jackson.'

hi, it's me!

'Married woman,
lonely in her marriage.

Of course, she didn't know the
message was from Alan Lane.'

she knew her
correspondent only as Valiant.

'Ms Jackson responded
enthusiastically to Valiant's emails,

joking that she'd always
wanted to be rescued by a prince.

Tragically, Holly Jackson
was not rescued by this prince.'

she was brutally
murdered by him.

A similar tragedy
awaited Anna knight.

'The junior manager of a
south London estate agency,

she too first contacted Lane
via dating sites on the Internet.

After a few introductory emails,

she arranged to
meet him for a drink.

But it was not a
match made in heaven.

Afterwards she wrote about the
encounter in her diary at home.

It did not make
flattering reading.

Lane, however, was smitten.

He wanted to see
the victim again.

He bombarded her with emails

and phone calls which
we will present as evidence.

The victim demurred,
clearly and forcefully,

not wishing to
have further contact.

But rejection is not something
that Alan Lane can live with.'

(Anna screams)

Lane threw the
victim to the floor.

She didn't stand a chance.

Barely conscious, she
was unable to resist

as Lane proceeded
to violently strangle her.

Strangulation was so violent,
it caused a diffuse axonal injury

common in shaken baby syndrome,

when the brain shakes
around the skull -

injuries consistent with
Holly Jackson's murder

and tragically, also with the
third victim, Rebecca cheung.

Like the other victims,

Rebecca cheung first met
Alan Lane on the Internet.

She was desperately lonely
and sought friendship and escape.

'On the evening
before her death,

Rebecca cheung arranged
to meet Alan Lane for a drink.

Several witnesses remember seeing
them sitting together and leaving.'

but although they headed
in separate directions,

soon Alan Lane doubled
back... And followed her.

The crown will
show via cctv footage

that Lane not only followed her,

he lay in wait and
murdered her that night,

dumping her body
in public woodland.

Death was by asphyxiation and
a blow to the back of the head.

We will show that Alan Lane
was not only the only connection

with each of
these three victims,

and the last person
to see them alive,

but that he also brutally
murdered each of them.

Furthermore, we are confident that
once you have heard our evidence,

you will come to the same
conclusion as your predecessors did

and return, as they did, a
unanimous verdict of guilty.

(Indistinct chatter)

Taxi!

(Gives destination)

I'm off to the bookies.
Take care, mate.

Jeffrey livingstone.
Tahir takana.

Tair? Um, ta...

Ta-hir. Tahir.

What kind of name's
that? Sudanese.

Hm...

Well, when did you become
English? Excuse me?

I mean, you must have
joined the club... At some point.

Or else what would you
be doing here as a juror?

I asked them the same question.

But it turns out you
don't need to be a citizen.

You just need to have
been here five years.

What? I know. And you have? Yes.

Six, actually. Doing what?

Trying desperately to get out.

Oh... I need to get to america.

To join my brother.

But to get an American visa
nowadays... For an African Muslim,

even one with a brother there,

it is not easy.

So you're stuck here? Waiting?

Yes.

Poor fellow.

Still, not too bad
as waiting rooms go.

Weather's not much.

It's overcrowded.
It's expensive.

The infrastructure's
falling apart, but er...

..We have a free
health service...

..And a history of tolerance
and open-mindedness.

We even let you tell us whether
our murderers are guilty or not.

I fancy some pud.
Do you fancy some?

No, thanks. Sticky
toffee? Are you sure?

(Lively chatter)

Where are we? We need to be...

Would you excuse me a moment?

What are you doing here?
Why didn't you tell me?

What? That you'd
exempted yourself before.

You didn't ask. Theresa!

Keep your voice down!

I'm sorry. I should've told
you. They picked me! Or you!

I'm in bloody court! What?

I'm a juror in a murder trial,
and this is my lunch hour.

Oh, god! I know.

So I need you to explain it to the
relevant authorities so we can clear it up.

No, I can't. Why not?

Well, firstly because I'm in what is probably
the most important business meeting of my life,

and second, to draw attention
to ourselves, it'd be crazy!

I mean, you're
already sworn in, right?

I know. The only thing
we can do is carry on.

Which is incredibly inconvenient.
What do I do without you in the office?

The office? Who cares
about the bloody office? Lucy!

(Lively chatter)

Thanks.

(Soft Hawaiian music)

Tropicana is our maximum-strength
sun bed. You've used it before?

No.

Right, here's your token...

And your towel. Will
you be needing goggles?

I don't have my own, if
that's what you're asking.

That's £14.99.

For a bit of plastic? I don't
come up with the prices, sir.

If you have a complaint,
you could write to head office.

Um...

(Roar of traffic)

(Racing commentary)

Hello, mate. £5 both
ways on number 5, please.

I'm feeling very lucky.
How long we got?

About two minutes. Two minutes.

(Commentary continues)

Can I help you?

No. I don't think so.

(Siren wails)

Members of the jury, I'm
sure you've all found occasion

at some point, sitting
in an aeroplane perhaps,

surfing the web,
using a mobile phone,

to marvel at
mankind's ingenuity,

his capacity to create
and invent achievements

that make us feel
better about ourselves

and celebrate somehow
the human condition...

..And the condition
of being human.

Equally, from time to time,

I'm sure you've had
occasion to despair

at our infinite capacity
to cock things up!

(Stifles a chuckle)

Bring shame upon ourselves.

Our disregard for
the environment.

Our compulsion again and again

to fight unnecessary
and unjustifiable wars.

And, on a smaller scale,

though no less
shameful or unfortunate,

when we preside over
miscarriages of justice.

Such as the one that has brought
us all together here in court today.

The crown versus Alan Lane.

Because heaven knows,
we're all to blame for this!

It's my opinion
that in court today

there are only 13
blameless people -

the defendant, Alan Lane,

and you, the 12 jurors.

Everyone else - the politicians,
the media, the police authorities,

the institutions that make
up the criminal justice system,

are all guilty.

Alan Lane is the victim
of a flawed system,

and of a society desperately
impatient to convict,

to find a face,
any face that fits.

We will show how,
in that rush to convict,

crucial lines of enquiry
were never pursued,

whereas other wholly
unjustifiable lines of enquiry

were given a level of
credence that beggars belief...

..Leading one to the
inescapable conclusion

that there were
four victims here -

Holly Jackson, Anna knight,

Rebecca cheung, and yes...

..Alan Lane too.

This was an investigation
that robbed an innocent man

of his freedom,

his career,

his reputation,

his dignity.

Alan Lane's only crime

was that he was
looking for love.

He deserves his life back...

..And we, all of us,

owe him an apology.

My lord, that concludes the
opening statement for the defence.

Thank you, ms watts.

Ten o'clock tomorrow.
Usher: All rise.

Excuse me.

(Retches)

(Gasps)

Brian: I'll see you
tomorrow, gents. Bye.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Rashid! Rashid jarwar!

Well? How was it?

Ok. Is that it? 'Ok'?

We're not allowed
to talk about it.

What? Not even
to me, your father?

The man said.

Not even what
kind of trial it is? No.

Not even whether it's a
robbery or fraud or murder?

Is it murder?

(Phone rings)

It's only murder!

I've just picked him up.

Triple murder?

Did you hear that?
It's a triple murder.

What do you want me to do?

Ok, I'll talk to them,
get him off, explain...

No, no, I agree. It's
what I think too. No!

Rashid. Rashid!

He's just run off.

Rashid! Rashid!

I don't know where,
I'm looking. Hold on.

(Car horn)

He's gone!

Tannoy: 'This station
is westbury park.'

I'm home, mum!

(Birdsong)

(Ringing tone)

I've found the
one. He's perfect.

Right age. Lives at
home with his mother.

I'll make a start tomorrow.

(Call ends)

(Running water)

(Distant siren)

(Dog barks)

Good girl. Is that nice?

Dear Alan.

I am writing to you...

As someone...

Who has spent...

Eight hours...

In close proximity...

To you today.

Hail Mary, full of grace...

'I saw from the chain around your
neck you were wearing a crucifix.

You kissed it and I saw
your eyes close to pray.

I'm hoping, Alan, from
your cross and your prayer,

that you have a
strong faith in god.

Today I live with god
inside my heart and soul.

I keep my life simple.

And now it's time
for me to sleep.

I look forward to
seeing you tomorrow

and I wish you peace,
strength and hope.

Have faith, Alan.

You are in my prayers.

God bless... Ann.'

warden: Lights out!

Good night.

Armed police! Armed police!

Get down on the floor! On
the floor, arms round your back!

I'm innocent! Do you hear me?

I don't know any Rebecca!

You have nothing,

despite the best efforts of
your colleagues in the past.

(Katherine giggles)

I can confirm what you
probably already know.

You know it's our
job to look after you.

And you know because of your
condition, you need a little extra support.

Forgive us our trespasses...

..As we forgive those
who trespass against us.

'And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.'

jail, Theresa! For getting
you off jury service!

I met someone today.

Natasha Williams. Tasha.

Paul brierley... Paul.

Is she bonny? She is!

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