All language subtitles for Law and Order UK s08e05 Customs.eng

In the criminal justice system,
the people are represented

by two separate,
equally important groups.

The police, who investigate crime,
and the Crown Prosecutors,

who prosecute the offenders.
These are their stories.

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

Almost there, almost there,
almost there.

One more step. One more step.

Come on! Come on!

Go! Jesus!

Oh, no.

Carl.
Carl, get back in the car, please.

Ambulance, please. Police too.

Monson Place, N10. I think
someone's jumped.

Argh! Carl!

(SCREAMS)

I'm sorry. I've got to go.

Just drive.

Lovely night for it, Joy.

You're not wrong, Ronnie.

Right. Female. Late 50s, early 60s.
No keys, no purse. Just this.

What is it? One smashed phone.

See if the boys can salvage something
from that. Hit-and-run or suicide?

The latter. The amount I've seen
here, I might pitch a tent, save on petrol.

Anything?
No, there's nothing up there, mate.

Right.

Hey, classy get-up.

She wasn't short of a few quid.

She's not wearing a coat.
It's warmer in my freezer.

I don't think the climate was at the
forefront of my mind, somehow.

No. Maybe my old man was right,
after all.

Yeah? Money don't buy you happiness.

The SIM is intact, guv, but the data
is mostly in Arabic.

OK. Let's get a translator
over there.

Thank you.

Phone is registered to a Ranya
Habib. And I've got an address.

Good. How's your Arabic?

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

Blimey. None too shabby.

It means, 'My Hovercraft
is full of eels.'

Muslim lad. Hendon. Big Python fan.

So where are we going? Highgate.

Right. No 'dead parrot' jokes.

Ron. Mm-hm?

Found this in her bedroom,
by the phone. Suicide note?

It's Arabic. You're the interpreter.

There's a couple of numbers.

779 LHR 355.

Flight number?

I'll check it out. I'll see what
the neighbours have got to say. All right.

I feel dreadful saying this,

but I wasn't exactly
her biggest fan.

She wasn't the most tolerant of
people, shall we say?

Right. Did you see her last night?

No. I heard her, though. She was
having a right old barney.

What time was that? 11.

I took a sleeping pill and put my
earplugs in and went straight back to sleep.

Alone.

Mm. Do you know who she was with?

It was in Arabic. It was kind of
like listening to burning cats.

Did she live alone?

Her husband died years ago.

Ron. Right, Joe. What about
the people in Flat 1?

In the Maldives.

Well, lucky for some. Erm...

Do me a favour, Mr Moss.
If anyone comes looking for Mrs Habib, please let me know.

Yes.

Thank you.

Well rescued.

900 grand.

It's not exactly pocket money, is it?

What did she do?

Habib and Daughter Imports.
It could be anything.

Yeah. Look at this lot.

Bit early for lunch, innit, Ron?
Cheeky.

Dinner with Tariq.

Tariq Mahmoud. That's her son.

That was last night. And yesterday
and today all blanked out with YE.

Yeah, I seen it in the contacts
book. I don't think it's a person.

What are you thinking?

Well, look. She's very busy
for someone planning to clear her diary, so to speak, isn't she?

Smell that?

Bleach.

Right.

Hello, again, Mr Moss. Sorry to
disturb you. Just some information. Who cleans the stairwell?

We have a cleaner.
When do they come?

Tuesdays.
Brilliant. Thank you for your time.

Thank you.

Does this smell three days old
to you?

No, it does not.

So, Joe, get the boys over here.
Get this place forensicated. Maybe the argument turned nasty.

Ah...get you, McNulty.

We are really very sorry.

Who is it, Mum?

What's happened?

Come on, darling.
We must leave the men to talk.

Go with your mother.

You don't work Fridays?

I'm freelancing right now.

We know this is difficult, sir.
When was the last time you saw your mother?

She came for dinner last night.

What time did she leave?

Ten o'clock. Just after.

Did you notice any signs of her
not being herself lately?

No. Depressed or withdrawn at all?

No, I can't believe that she would
take her own life, no.

Mm.

We saw the letters YE in her diary.
Is that a person?

How should I know?

Mr Mahmoud...we're only
trying to do our job.

It wasn't suicide, that's for sure.

You mean she was pushed?
Good question.

Clear linear skull fracture.

As you can see, an epidural bleed
lead to a herniation of the brain stem and death,

which is certainly consistent
with a fall.

But she didn't fall from a flyover?

Precisely. Not nearly enough blood.
Her injuries aren't consistent with a fall from that height.

What about down the stairwell?
More likely.

How long had she been dead
when they found her?

Given her body temperature,
at least a couple of hours.

So she gets pushed down the stairs.
Someone dumps her under the flyover.

Sorry, Ron. Seems fair. Right-oh.

Hawkins.

Uh-huh.

OK. All right. Great.

Ron. Yeah.

You were right. Arab Air 779 lands
at Heathrow, 3:55pm daily.

Someone she knew flew in.

Or is due to. My money is on YE.

There were two people with those
initials on the 779 yesterday.

Yosreh Ebaza, a 12-year-old
travelling with a family.

And the other? Yafeu Elsayed.

In from Cairo for three days.

This is him coming through customs
now.

Is that your victim?
Absolutely. Yeah.

Have you got an immigration card?
Yeah. And a flight history. He's been a busy boy.

Great. Thanks very much.

I've got to take this call.
He's staying at the Sovereign Hotel in London.

Hello?

Yeah. That is brilliant.

Excellent. Thanks, Ange.

Joe. Thank you, gentlemen.

The Sovereign can wait.

Doing business with the Middle East
doesn't make you Al Qaeda. Ange?

Come off it. When rich white people
travel, we call them worldly,

but when Muslims do it, we call them
terrorists?

I take your point. It's just
something we can't ignore. What can't we ignore?

Ron's terrorist radar is bleeping.

Multiple payments, guv, from Ranya
Habib's account to Middle East recipients,

including �6,000 only last week
to a Mr Yafeu Elsayed.

Yesterday, she picks him up from
Heathrow airport. Six hours later, we find her dead.

Not only that, but in the last 12
months alone, Mr Elsayed has been to the Yemen, Libya and Syria.

I'm just saying we can't rule it out.
OK. But listen - tread carefully.

Yes? Yeah.

Did he seem on edge?

Did he act strange?

Did you notice anything unusual? No.

Did he say anything to you? No.

What, nothing at all?

Ron. Yeah?

Sodium bicarbonate.

Nitro-glycerine.

Homemade explosives. He could have
made it here. He had another bag.

Where's the bag? I don't know.
You haven't seen it? You know where he was going?

Over there.

Thanks for your help. Cheers.

Wes, it's Ronnie. Give me a ring back
as soon as you can. It's urgent.

Ron, we don't know for sure.

Think about it, Joe. The risk of not
taking action is far greater.

I want all available units,
you understand?

There you go.

No sign of him.
His name's on the list.

Well, then he's up there already.

We need you to perform an emergency
evacuation.

Get everyone out of here as quick
as you can via the South exit. Thank you.

(SIREN)

WOMAN ON PA SYSTEM: Inspector Sands,
please to the operations room immediately.

Attention, please. Due to a reported
emergency, all persons must leave the building immediately.

Please leave the Tower
by the south exit.

Please leave by the south exit.

Come on. Keep moving!

This way. Quickly. Quickly.

Move along.

East Walkway clear.

All clear West Walkway.

Here he is.

This way, please. Quickly.

Got him here. Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Now. Police! Stand still!

Drop the bag!

Lay down, face forward.
Put your hands out to the side.

Support. Back-up.

Kick it away.

Ready? OK, go on, Joe. In you go.

What is it?

It's just medicine, Ron.

Something funny, Dr Elsayed?

The sheer levels of incompetence,
DS Brooks.

Whoever heard of a man with angina
and an upset stomach bringing London to a standstill?

Sodium bicarbonate.

What did you think I would do?

Bake everybody to death?

It's used to make bombs.

Same as nitro-glycerine.

Nitro-glycerine is a vessel dilator.

Tell me something, gentlemen.

Why are you still holding me?

Are you afraid I might have a secret
supply of paracetamol?

(LAUGHS)

When did you last see Ranya Habib?

Why?

Just answer the question.

Mrs Habib paid you �6,000 last week.
Why would she do that?

She doesn't trust British doctors.

She thinks they're incompetent.

You think it's contagious?

Where were you between the hours of
10:00pm and 2:00am last night?

What happened?

Just answer the question.

I was erm...

I had dinner alone.

Then I went straight to bed.

More specific.

It was the hotel restaurant.

The staff can verify it.

OK. Let me call you back.

Forensics found traces of blood in
Ranya's stairwell. It is hers.

Oh, great. Told you.

Thanks, Ange.

(SHARP RAP ON DOOR)

Oh, well.

If we're not out in five minutes,
call a rescue team.

Now, which part of...
'tread carefully'

didn't you understand?

It all happened - I've been
on the phone for half an hour, defending you.

Wes, he flies 2,000 miles
to give Ranya Habib some sort of expensive check-up.

A few hours later, we find her dead.
You must see that as suspicious.

Suspicious, maybe. Worthy of putting
us on the Nine O'Clock News, absolutely not.

I want this guy out of my hair
before the Egyptian Embassy wade in. Are we clear?

But if we - I said, are we clear?

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Guv.

Sorry. The translator's been
working on Ranya's voicemail. You're going to want to hear it.

Go on. Get out.

(MAN SPEAKS IN ARABIC)

The translation is: Hello, Mum, it's
Tariq. Did Dr Elsayed arrive safely? Call me to make arrangements.

And he said he didn't know any YE.

Well, Tariq lost his job
six months ago.

That's a translation of an e-mail
he sent his mother last week.

You know what this is?
A begging letter. This is a motive.

Right. Ange, have all the cameras
checked between Muswell Hill and Highgate last night.

And have a warrant for their place,
can you, please?

Why don't we get Tariq round for a
nice cup of tea and a custard cream?

How could you think that?
She was my mother.

Why did you lie about Dr Elsayed?

My head was all over the place.

You just...

You just told me she had died.

You lose your job.

Pretty soon, you're getting desperate
for money. So what do you do?

You e-mail your mum, asking for
�10,000.

She said no, didn't you, Tariq?

I don't understand why you think
I could do this.

Well, a rejection like that must make
a proud man like you very angry.

So where were you between the
hours of 10:00pm and 2:00am?

I was in bed shortly after ten.

And my wife can confirm that.

(DOOR OPENS)

Am I arrested?

No, no. We erm...we just need
a witness statement.

It could really help
with eliminating your husband from our inquiries.

Mrs Mahmoud, it must've been hard
on the family, Tariq losing his job.

Do you work yourself?

I try to be a good mother.

I mean, your husband must feel
a lot of pressure to provide now.

Did his mother refused to help?

I don't know.
They don't tell me anything.

Can I go to my daughter now?

She's very young.

Safia...

..did anyone leave the house after
your mother-in-law drove home?

No. We both went straight to bed.

Guv?

That's great. Thanks.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Hey. Whoa, hang on, Ron. Hang on.

Look, Tariq may have lied,
but I think his wife did too.

Cos...

they're sleeping in separate rooms.
Now, if that's the case, there's no way she can be his alibi.

Your husband could be spending
an awful long time in prison.

You want to be going the same way?

Safia, if you want to be there for
Laila, take care of her, then you have to start telling us the truth.

You can't take me away from her.

You...you can't.

OK. OK.

Then help us.

I can't tell you.

They were shouting at each other.

Could you hear what they were
saying?

It was in Arabic.

It was too fast for me.

Do Mum and Dad fight lots,
or not so much?

They never fight. The only other
time was when Dad wanted me to go to Egypt for the summer.

I think they thought I was asleep.

After the shouting stopped,
it was quiet for a bit.

Then I heard the front door.

I saw him driving up the hill.

And you were watching from...
your bedroom window?

He wasn't drunk, if that's what
you're thinking.

He never drinks.
He's a very good Muslim.

You told us you didn't leave the
house, but your daughter saw you.

It was the previous night
that I went out.

She is confused. No.

Your mum won't lend you the money.

You have a huge row.
You're desperate.

You push her down the stairs
and make it look like suicide.

It is not true.

We know that the stress built,
the bills kept coming, you tried to provide for your family,

after you've lost your job, right?
And finally...

You think I've killed my mother
for money?

Why would I do this,

when she left almost her entire
estate to Laila's trust fund?

An account only she can access
when she is 18.

My wife and I helped set it up!

You didn't know this.

Yeah.

Hey, guv.

Yes, mate.
Come and have a look at this.

What is it?
This is the Ranya Habib case.

Tariq Mahmoud, yeah? Oh, yeah. Watch.

Oh, that's our guy, right?

Let's run it back for you.
It's his car, but...

..that's not him driving it.

It's his wife.

Jo, his daughter was lying
when she said she saw the car leave. She just never saw the driver.

Let's go.

Safia Mahmoud...

I am arresting you on the suspicion
of the murder of Ranya Habib. (READS CAUTION)

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

Please, no. Mummy!

No! Mummy!

Everything will be OK.

Mummy! No!

Mummy! (SOBS) Oh, my God.

Mummy!

MUMMY!

You see, Safia,
everything points to you.

Where is my daughter?
Where is my daughter?

Can I see her, please?

Why did you kill your mother-in-law?
Is she with my husband?

Lifting a 60-kilo woman into a car
must've been quite a struggle, Mrs Mahmoud.

You see, the forensics team will be
analysing your clothes as we speak.

So...you need to understand,
this is just a matter of time.

You don't understand.

I didn't mean to do it.

So it was an accident?

You're telling us you killed her?

I had no choice.

(WEEPS)

I had no choice.

If it was me defending her,
I'd claim it was accidental.

No witnesses, no weapon.

Yeah, but also no 909 call.

Mm. And she did go to an awful lot
of trouble to cover it up.

Do you think we've got enough to
charge her?

The thing that would help us most
is a motive. Without one, we might struggle.

OK. Do it.

Tricky. I mean, if it's not
the money, then what?

A woman doesn't kill her
mother-in-law cos she don't like her.

Joe, seriously, do we believe that
Dr Elsayed had nothing to do with it?

Ronnie. And his alibi checks out.

Fair point.

Why do they sleep in separate rooms?

That's got nothing to do with it.
Means absolutely nothing.

I've got two failed marriages,
never took it out on their mums.

Start again tomorrow. You go ahead.
I want to stay, check something out.

Do Mum and Dad fight a lot,
or not so much?

They never fight. The only other
time was when Dad wanted me to go to Egypt for the summer.

Hey, Clive...

You found a CV for Dr Elsayed,
right?

Yeah.

Got it, thanks.

Yeah, hi.
Is that Dr Alistair Turnbull?

He did some of his training here.

I had no idea I was named
on his CV.

You don't seem too pleased about it.

Well, he's...an accomplished
surgeon.

Right. But?

My wife and I were in Cairo in 2006.

I thought I'd drop in on Dr Elsayed.

Uh-huh. There were young girls in
his waiting room. Far too young to need a gynaecologist.

Are you familiar with the term
'cutting', or FGM, DS Hawkins?

Female genital mutilation.

The surgical removal of the external
genitalia.

I know what it is.

Should have seen it before.

I discovered it formed a substantial
part of his practice.

Ranya Habib paid Dr Elsayed
to cut Laila.

Safia wouldn't stand for it.

Don't jump the gun.
Where's the evidence?

How about a six grand round trip
paid for by Ranya?

That's not evidence, Joe.
That's generosity.

Why didn't she tell you?

Because she's scared.

I've seen it before. There's a wall
of silence with FGM.

Trust me - I'm talking about
intimidation, violent retribution, the works.

Well, it's definitely a motive.

But it's also a defence.

A hypothetical one. What doesn't
happen doesn't justify murder.

If this is true, it's premeditated
child abuse.

Unless Ranya was standing over her
granddaughter with knife in hand, there's no defence.

My client therefore poses no threat.

Thank you, Mrs Morgan.

My Lord.

I'm not satisfied that the
conditions are adequate to alleviate the risk of her absconding.

And interfering with witnesses.

And so the application for bail is
refused. The defendant will be remanded into custody.

But my daughter -

Mrs Mahmoud. She needs me. Please.

No. Please. (WEEPS)

So you and your mother argued with
your wife on the night in question.

Yes.

And this argument, Mr Mahmoud,

you say it stemmed from a difference
of opinion over how best to raise your daughter.

I love my daughter more than
anything in the world.

But love to is not mean giving
our children whatever they want.

It means protecting them, yes?

It takes a lot of effort to be firm.

A lot of love.

My mother taught me this.

She believes it very strongly.

She believed it very strongly.

And your wife took exception
to your mother's interventions?

They never saw eye to eye.

My mother was looking out for Laila.

Don't you see? Everywhere you look,
there is sex.

Little girls dressed like
prostitutes.

Schoolgirls have babies.

This is the world my daughter
lives in.

It is my duty as a father
to protect her.

Joe's right. Laila is in danger
and she's too scared to speak out.

Tariq's not stupid. He won't do
anything while his wife's on trial.

I'm sure Joe could contact
Social Services, make sure he's closely monitored.

And you're honestly OK with that?

What are you suggesting?

If Safia tells Morgan about
the threat of FGM, she will argue defence of another.

We offer them manslaughter.

If she hasn't told her by now,
she won't.

Our job is to prosecute. Whatever you
think about it, she killed a woman. She's got to pay for her crime.

When the prosecution start their
cross-examination...

Madeline...I need a word.

Well, I'm right in the middle -

Right now.

You can't rely on a lack of motive
being enough to save you.

You could lose this.

You've got to tell her.

I know about Dr Elsayed.

I don't know what you're doing.
Please leave.

If a jury finds you guilty of
murder, Laila will be your age by the time you get out.

You can't be a good mother from
behind bars.

Someone had to tell her.

Mr Mahmoud, you suspected
your own wife of killing your mother and you didn't tell the police?

I...

I thought there must be a mistake.

Mistake?

I couldn't believe it.

Fighting, shouting is one thing.

But...

But what, Mr Mahmoud?

But I know my wife.

It must have been an accident.

I think you should tell the court
the real reason your wife took against your mother.

Don't you, Tariq? I'm sorry?

They were fighting about female
matters, were they not?

It was an argument you'd heard many
times before.

Ever since your mother tried to send
Laila back to Egypt during the school holidays.

No.

Your wife learned that your mother
was planning to have Laila mutilated.

Mr Mahmoud, could you please explain
to the court the term FGM?

Female genital mutilation.

You might call it something else,
but that is what we are talking about here.

My Lord, I object to the manner in
which my learned friend is questioning the witness.

He's not the one on trial.

My Lord, if Ranya Habib was planning
to carry out an act of illegal abuse on my client's daughter,

then my client was acting in defence
of another.

I'm inclined to agree
with Mrs Morgan.

I must remind you that you are under
oath, Mr Mahmoud.

Mr Mahmoud..

did your mother pay Dr Yafeu Elsayed
to fly in from Cairo

and perform FGM on your daughter?

Yes.

And was this the nature of the
argument, the night your mother died?

Yes.

We could jeopardise the whole case.
Kate, have you any idea -

The jury have a right to hear all
evidence. We have a duty to see justice done.

You call this justice? Kate! Kate!

Tell me how this changes things.

They've added a parallel argument.
They claim it was accidental and defence of another.

Which seems reasonable
in the circumstances.

She can't claim to be protecting
her daughter in a different postcode.

I know we don't always see eye to
eye, but you've lost your objectivity.

Funny. I think I see things clearly.

Do I need to knock your heads
together?

Look, I tried to stay professional.
Really, I did. But I'm sorry, Henry,

I think it's best if Jake handles
this one without me.

(DOOR SLAMS)

I need you to build a case against
Yafeu Elsayed.

Oh, hey, Joe, how's it going?

Not too bad, thanks, Kate. What can
I do for you?

I need a favour.

Dr Elsayed -

He's gone, Kate. Long gone.
He's back to Egypt. We couldn't detain him forever.

I've been looking through his case.

He's a cutter for hire, Joe.
He's here regularly.

look at this, right?

Three days in March.
Before that, January.

September last year.
Before that, April.

All two or three days.

You need a badge and a desk.

Look, Kate, even if he does come
back, it's not going to be easy.

Please, Joe.

I'd need to find someone willing
to give evidence against him. It's a nightmare.

What? We go back to Tariq.

There's no way
he's going to give evidence.

I don't think he knows
what FGM really entails.

I think that his mother took control,
just like she did with everything else.

And he just went along with it?

maybe she kept the details from him,
just told him that it was something that had to happen.

He was completely under her thumb.

Now she's gone...

He might listen to reason.

Mm.

Conspiracy to commit FGM
is a criminal offence, Mr Mahmoud.

With respect, DS Hawkins...
I don't think you understand.

It is a custom which dates back
thousands of years.

Unless you are from my country,
I don't think -

Do you even know what it is?

Or is it all just 'women's business'
to you?

Except it is your business now,
isn't it?

Especially if you're going to have
to raise Laila on your own.

It's OK. Go with Yasmin.

My sister. She's come from Cairo.

She's helping out.

We're not interested in you, Tariq.
We want Elsayed.

If you agree to give evidence
against him, I will recommend that you're not charged.

You want what's best for your
family, right?

I must ask you to leave.

Safia, could you explain to us
why your mother-in-law would wish to mutilate her own granddaughter?

She thought it would keep Laila
clean.

It would keep her...pure.

When did you find out that she was
planning to have Laila cut?

I heard her telling Leila about a
special trip, back home to Egypt.

I knew what it meant.

And what did you do?
First I went to Tariq.

But...he would not listen.

She had...poisoned his mind,
you know?

And then what happened?

I received a letter.

What did this letter say, Safia?

You are dirty.

Your daughter is a slut
and you bring shame on your family.

Who wrote this letter?

I do not know.

Who do you suspect wrote it?

Ranya. My mother-in-law.

Safia, did you go to Ranya's house
with the intention of killing her?

Of course not.

But I had to stand up to her.

For Laila.

So how did she die?

Her face was this close to me.

She was shouting at me, pushing me,
telling me I am a whore,

Laila is a whore.

Her spit was going in my face.
I didn't mean to...

You must believe me.
I did not mean for her to die.

You must believe me.

Right. That is every call made from
Dr Elsayed's pay-as-you-go phone.

Cheers. And these calls coincide
with the dates he was in the UK?

Yeah. Parents of FGM victims.

Erm...we pulled up some of the
addresses. I made some house calls.

I feel a book coming on.

Yeah, you know, it's just...they
invite me in, and it's all chat, chat, chat.

And the minute I mention FGM,
obviously, they just go quiet.

Who's they?
The mothers or the fathers?

It's mainly the mums.

So let me try.

The staircase at Ranya's apartment
is made of stone, is it not?

Yes.

Pushing a 62-year-old grandmother
down such a staircase clearly carries with it the risk of death.

You are aware that intent to cause
serious bodily harm is grounds to convict in a murder trial?

It happened very fast. I...

As I said before,
it was an accident.

I was protecting my daughter.

Protecting your daughter.

Can I ask you, where was your
daughter on the night in question?

She was at home.
Tucked up safely in bed?

In no immediate danger?

It is not so simple as that.

I thought the danger, it is gone
away, but then...

Ranya pays Dr Elsayed to come here.

He was right here in London
to cut her.

Why not run away with Laila?

I tried. I said to Tariq, 'We must
leave. We must go anywhere.' But...

..he does not understand
how bad it is.

Do you have any actual evidence
at all to support your claims that your daughter was in danger?

But there would not be any evidence
until it was too late.

You think taking another person's
life is a reasonable response?

You don't understand. Girls bleed
to death because of this.

Or they die from infections
from the dirty blades.

If you are lucky, you don't die.
It is only luck.

Mrs Mahmoud, I am asking you -

Going to the bathroom
can hurt every time.

Sometimes, to have a baby,
it is hard to give birth.

It hurts to run. It hurts to walk.
It hurts to bleed every month.

And not just the body.

The mind too.

Nightmares that will not go away -
not ever.

How do you know these things?

Because...

it happened to me.

I was nine.

They had no instruments,
only the scissors.

There was no anaesthetic.

I screamed for three days.

They had not stitched me properly.

You had no idea how much
she'd suffered, did you?

My mother said Safia
was exaggerating.

And I believed her.

We really need your help, Tariq.

I'm trying to stop Dr Elsayed
from mutilating other young girls.

Even if I -

Think of the girls we'd be saving.

Young, extraordinary girls,
just like Laila.

Safia's decision to speak out took
an enormous amount of courage.

When her own daughter's wellbeing
was threatened,

she did what every mother
in this room would have done.

She protected her.

The prosecution have tried -

The court is dismissed for the day,

whilst I hear from the interpreter
what was said

during the previous exchange.

A reduced sentence
is no good to Safia if her only concern is Laila being cut.

If she knew that Laila was safe,
she'd accept a manslaughter charge.

How do we know she is safe?

Tariq's agreed to give evidence
against Elsayed.

If the judge is compassionate,
she'll get three or four years, and we've still made our point.

What do you think, Jake?

I can't believe I'm saying this.

But maybe Kate's right.

This should be a manslaughter trial.

Safia Mahmoud, you are charged with
manslaughter. How do you plead?

Guilty.

Safia Mahmoud.

You are responsible for the death
of a 62-year-old woman.

And I've heard all I need regarding
your state of mind and the perceived danger to your daughter.

And I hereby sentence you to a term
of imprisonment of four years.

You will serve the first half in
custody.

And then you'll be released to serve
the remainder in the community.

Hey, you did a good thing, you know.

Given the bigger picture,
I'm not exactly doing cartwheels.

All right, but get this.

One of Elsayed's victims called
the NSPCC, asking to help us.

Right? This girl is brave as a lion.

I'm telling you -
that man's cutting days - over.

But he's still in Egypt.
Not for long.

Got a heads-up. Turns out he's
flying into Heathrow in a few days, so...

start practicing those cartwheels.

Miss Barker.

Thank you.

Mr Mahmoud.

I wanted to thank you.

She's out in maybe two years,
insha'Allah.

Miss Morgan said you pushed hard
for this.

Er...when did you last speak to her?

Why?

Your wife still believes that Laila
is at risk.

I think the actions of your sister -
What are you saying?

I'm afraid it's very unlikely
that you'll be granted custody before your wife gets out.

I'm sorry.

But I am her father.

It may only be temporary,

until the authorities are satisfied
that she's safe with you.

Sorry.

(KEYS JANGLE)

I got you five minutes.
I'm sorry it's not any longer.

Come on, then.

Please don't go. No.

It will be OK.

Please don't go.

Your battle, son. Your glory.

Yafeu Elsayed...

I'm arresting you under Section 3 of
the Female Genital Mutilation Act, 2003.

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