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DOOR OPENS
MAN: All rise.

You may be seated.

Members of the jury,

the defendant,
Professor Jasper Tempest,

stands before you

charged with the attempted murder
of one Simon Lanesborough.

TENSE MUSIC

MUFFLED ECHO: What the...
Whoa!

Jasper?

Go on.

It is your duty to determine

whether the defendant
is guilty or not guilty,

based only on the facts
and evidence provided in this case.

As the defendant has waived
his right to enter a plea,

it is incumbent on me,
given the presumption of innocence,

to register a plea of not guilty.

MUSIC: 'Professor T Main Titles'
by Hannes De Maeyer

Acerbic.

Rude.

Distant.

Sometimes
he'll just completely ignore you.

The professor's students will agree,
he can be frightening.

Not to me.
I'm made of sterner stuff.

But if you didn't know him,
whoo, beware.

Ms Snares, you're familiar
with the term "character witness"?

Of course.

In that case,
would you care to outline

some of the professor's
positive qualities?

When Jasper was a child,

I strictly forbade him
from ever touching his father's gun.

And you can strike
any Freudian connotations

from the dark recesses
of your minds.

Mrs Tempest, if we can...
There is no connection whatsoever

between my proficiency as a mother

and my son releasing a fusillade

into the ceiling
of the local police station.

The Appointments Board
has somehow seen fit

to give the professor's post
to another man.

A man?
Well, a professor.

But just as qualified?

No. That's the pity of it.

Nowhere near so well-qualified.

Professor Tempest
has been invaluable

in helping us solve
a number of murder cases.

Helpful in what way?

Psychological insights, profiling.

In most of the cases, we wouldn't
have got a conviction without him.

Could you give the court an example?

I could tell you about
the most recent one.

This was two weeks ago
in HMP Mandrake.

Without the professor's help,

we would have convicted
an innocent man.

OPERA MUSIC
ON RADIO

Got my release date.

Mm.

Aren't you supposed to say,
"Well done", or something?

You want me to congratulate you

on something that is so obviously
causing you distress?

ALL EXCLAIM

INMATES CLAMOUR

Mr Burridge.

Oh, Steddon.

DOOR BUZZER

WOMAN ON LOUDSPEAKER:
'All prisoners to remain

'in their cells till further notice.

'I repeat, all prisoners to remain
in their cells till further notice.'

Thank you.

First on the scene
was Professor Tempest.

And is he a suspect?

Several blows to the right parietal
with a blunt instrument.

You think that'd be
the professor's MO?

The professor would use poison.
It could be a double bluff.

A towel smeared with blood
has been sent to the lab for tests.

We're assuming it was used to
wipe prints from the murder weapon.

Do you have the murder weapon?
No, not yet.

The officer in charge of
the workshop

has reported a hammer missing.

The prisoners will remain
in lockdown

during the investigation.
Yeah. All right, cheers, Paul.

Shall we go?

Come through.
Thank you.

I need a list of everybody
who had access to the workshop,

times they checked in,
times they checked out.

Yep, just give me five minutes.

Why is there no CCTV?

Power cut.

In a prison?

New automatic gates
keep tripping the mains.

Killer saw his chance.

Yeah.

Can somebody take me
to see Professor Tempest?

I thought you would have
some suspects for us.

Time you've been here,

you must've formed some impressions
of people.

Prison Officer Steddon
did not believe in rehabilitation.

When you deny that, you deny hope.

He sold drugs to those inmates
who could impose upon their families

or corrupt solicitors
to smuggle money into the facility.

Anyone who tried to escape
his influence was victimised.

He was the diseased heart

pumping poison around
an already toxified system.

Every prisoner on this wing
had a motive to kill him.

Here you are.
Where are you hiding them?

Eh? You want me to wreck the place,
do you?

I know...

that you have got drugs
in here, yeah?

You're in here for GBH,
you're an animal.

Don't act like you've changed.

LAUGHING: Hey?

Nobody changes.

CLATTERING
Clear that up.

It's only stuff.

EMIL CHUCKLES

Ah, gotta give this place a clean!

What a beautiful day it is! Aw!

KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

Got a name.
Mm?

DOOR CLOSES
Emil Rhodes.

According to his cell-mates,

Steddon had been targeting him
for months.

Smashing up his things,
making life hell.

He wasn't the only one.

Steddon was
a drug-dealing bully boy.

OK, here we go.

Emil Rhodes, five years, GBH,

due for release in six weeks.

Is he gonna jeopardise that?

His cell-mate overheard him
planning the murder

with the guy who's bunked up
with the prof.

Shall we take one each, or...?

Dan.
Sorry, your call.

No, it's not that.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

It's just since
we're back together... I dunno.

I dunno. It's like I...

..wake up with Lisa...

..and then you're my boss.

But I, er...

Yeah, I dunno where I stand,
and it's like we're not together.

Right.

Well, it might take some time
to adjust, but...

..we'll figure it out.

Yeah. Hm!

Yeah.

Get on with it, then.

I... I actually quite liked that.
BOTH LAUGH

Right, I'll see you in a bit.
All right.

WOMAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:
'Please be aware that the lockdown

'will remain in place

'until the safety of all staff
and inmates can be established.'

Emil, we've heard from
a number of inmates

that Officer Steddon picked on you.

Why did he do that?

He was a dealer.

I was one of his regulars.

Then I quit.

Some of the youth look up to me.

Yeah, I know, crazy.

Anyway, they quit, too,
reduced his revenue stream.

The prison workshop...
The Hobbit Shop.

I take it you don't work there?
Slave labour.

Looking at your history...
Mm, yeah, not good.

To say the least.

You have a clear motive
for killing Steddon.

I might be the one
in a thousand prison actually saved.

Now, am I going to risk
that to take out Steddon?

You were overheard planning
Steddon's murder.

HE GUFFAWS

Aw...

Yeah?

Yeah.

By who?

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Emil.

These are for you.
Cheers.

Boss. Is it...?
Nothing, sorry.

Wrote to six people.

Nothing.

I'm meant to be out in a week.
You know there's classes.

Show you how to work a smartphone,
find somewhere to live.

Yeah, yeah, I applied, man,
I applied.

Who'd you give the forms to?

Er... Steddon.

Steddon.
What?

Think he didn't post them?

I know how we deal with Steddon.

Them that will tell don't know.

And them that know don't tell.

A year.

Officer Burridge said
it would help with my parole.

You were working there today?

Yeah. Making bunk beds.

What happened?

There was a power cut.
Got turfed out early.

Does Emil Rhodes work there?

Yeah.

Well, you were overheard talking
about Prison Officer Steddon.

Can I go now?

Why? Why do you wanna go?

You're asking about Emil.

I don't talk about other people.

Got it.
Great.

Workshop roster for today.
You're on it.

First day.

You told me you didn't work there.

I said it was slave labour.

Didn't say I didn't work there.

When the body was found,
lockdown was imposed,

where were you?
Can't remember.

You were in the shower.

Got sweaty in the workshop.
HE CHUCKLES

Were you washing off
Steddon's blood?

Ooh! Nearly caught me out there.

Was about to say yes,
then I thought,

"Wait, hold on, don't say that."

Is this a game to you?
Pretty much, yeah.

If you didn't laugh, you'd...
What is it?

..beat somebody to death
with a hammer.

HE LAUGHS

WOMAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:
'Due to lockdown,

'the serving of lunch
will be at least 30 minutes late.

'Any prisoner found smoking or...'

DOOR CLOSES

MUSIC: 'Sogno' by Compagnia D'Opera
Italiana, Antonello Gotta

'SOGNO' FADES

TENSE MUSIC BUILDS

Mr Haq.

Is this your handiwork?

I need a brief.

WOMAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:
'Shouting and verbal abuse

'aimed at staff
will not be tolerated.'

Thanks.

You're gonna be placed in solitary.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

You'll be there until the police
have concluded their investigation.

Is there anything you wanna tell us?

I needed help finding a job,
and Steddon blocked me.

Please bring in the next witness,
Mrs Christina Brand.

GAVEL THUDS

DOOR OPENS

Miss Carver, your witness.

Detective Chief Inspector Brand,

how long have you known
the defendant?

Over 25 years.

And in that time,
have you ever known him to be

in any way physically, verbally,
in any way, violent?

Absolutely not.

Never.

What, in your opinion,
were Professor Tempest's intentions

on the night he discharged
the shotgun in your office?

I believe he came to help.
He thought I was in danger.

Can you describe what happened?

I was about to arrest
DI Lanesborough.

Professor Tempest entered the room.

I was distracted. I...

DI Lanesborough caught me
with a blow to the head,

and Professor Tempest
fired his gun into the ceiling.

Why?

To attract attention.

Did it work?

Two constables rushed into the room
and had him restrained in seconds.

We've heard Simon Lanesborough's
account.

Did Professor Tempest aim
the shotgun at Lanesborough's face?

No.

Thank you.

Mr Turnbull.

DCI Brand.

A police officer
with years of experience,

retirement and a generous pension
to look forward to.

A lot to lose, wouldn't you say?

When you put it like that.
How else should I put it?

It's either a lot to lose,
or it isn't.

Yes, it is.

And as well as being
an experienced police officer,

are you also a mind-reader?

I'm sorry?
A clairvoyant, perhaps?

I'm just trying to work out
how you knew with such precision

what was going through
Professor Tempest's mind

when he came into your office
with a fully loaded shotgun.

Is it not the truth
that you told Tempest

that Lanesborough was on his way?

Because, as we've already heard
from your answerphone message,

you'd lured Lanesborough
to your office

with a promise of a surprise.

DCI Brand is not on trial.

Your Honour.

Miss Brand, what possessed you
to invite Simon Lanesborough,

a man whom you knew to be dangerous,
to your office?

I mean, you said in your statement
you were unarmed.

Why weren't you armed?
Why take that risk?

Mr Turnbull.

Please restrict your questions
to the actions of the defendant.

Rather than rushing to save you,

could Professor Tempest's desire
to confront Simon Lanesborough

with a fully loaded shotgun
have been motivated by jealousy?

No.

Were you and the professor lovers?

It's a legitimate question.

A long...
A simple yes or no will suffice.

Yes.

I'm calling a short adjournment.
One hour.

GAVEL THUDS

MURMURINGS OF CHATTER

Ah, DI Rabbit.

My son isn't the only Tempest
with deductive powers.

The clouds have parted.

Have they?
I know Jasper

is protecting DCI Brand.

Protecting her from what?

The prosecution lawyer sailed
dangerously close to the truth.

Was she unarmed?

Well?

Mrs Tempest...

DCI Brand intended
to murder this Lanesborough.

Jasper protected her.

If you think for one second

I'm going to allow my son
to play patsy for this woman,

you don't know Adelaide Tempest.

Wilfred.

Do you want something to drink?

I wish to change my plea.

That's not a good idea.

DCI Brand is being humiliated

in front of her husband,
in front of her children...

She's a senior police officer.
She can handle it.

Why would an innocent man
want to be seen as guilty?

How did Omar convince
the parole board

that he was a reformed character?

You must've suspected.

I did not suspect that...

..for the simple reason

that my cell-mate did not kill
Prison Officer Steddon.

You're familiar with the expression
"hang your head in shame"?

It's a cliche.

It is also a residual physical
reaction many of us still have.

Omar hung his head
when recounting a crime

that he committed over 20 years ago,
a sign of genuine remorse.

Yet, he reacted to the discovery
of the hammer

with little more than a shrug.

Results from forensics.

There's traces of Steddon's blood
under Omar's fingernails,

and his prints are on the hammer.

Well, of course they are.

He found the body.
He took the hammer.

You're saying he wants to take
the blame, why not just do that?

Why hide the hammer?

He believed the hammer being found

gave his involvement
more credibility.

What if it wasn't found?

He left pieces of foam rubber
on the floor, the bed was unmade.

A flashing neon arrow
pointing towards the hammer

could not have been more obvious.

I keep snagging on the suspicion
they planned it together.

This guy's terrified
of getting out of prison,

but he can't do the deed

or guarantee he never leaves.
This guy...

He's got good reason
to hate Steddon.

And a history of violence.

So, he kills Steddon,
Omar takes the blame. Win-win.

If Emil is the killer,

how do we prove it when we've got
Omar's prints on the hammer,

and Steddon's blood under his nails?
And a confession.

What's the professor saying?

He wants to talk to Omar himself.

Prison governor said no.

If we're gonna take another crack
at Emil,

we need Omar to retract
his confession.

I'll talk to the governor.

WOMAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:
'Please carry out quiet activities

'in your cell until lockdown...'

DOOR BUZZER

The police believe Emil
was involved.

No, he wasn't.

So...

..tell me what you did.

OMAR QUIETLY EXHALES

They are going to charge Emil
as an accessory, at the very least.

There was a power cut.

I took the hammer.

On my way back to the spur,
I saw Steddon.

I told him I had some cash.

Said to meet him
in the laundry room.

To buy drugs?

Steddon was waiting for me
when I walked in.

I hit him three, four times.

Took the drugs, took the hammer,
and walked out.

Nobody saw me.

What did you do with the drugs?

Flushed them.

Where was Prison Officer Steddon
when you assaulted him, exactly?

He was, er...

by the main dryer.

And you struck him
when he was facing you?

No, he was...

When he was turned away?

Yeah.

KNOCKING ON DOOR
Come in.

Mr Burridge, may I have the key
to the laundry room?

Bring them right back.

Anything else?

No.

Hey!

I saw what you did.

Yeah. Did you?

Where you wanna take it,
the governor?

You're making this job harder
for everyone.

You're gonna lecture me, eh?

A junkie's dad.

And whose fault is that?

Get your hands off me.

Back in your box.

You may be seated.

Mr Turnbull.

To remind the jury,
DCI Brand has already admitted

that she and the defendant
were lovers

but denied
that he came to her office

with the intention of murdering
her new lover, Simon Lanesborough.

DCI Brand, was Professor Tempest

hopeful that your romance
might be rekindled?

Yes, I believe he was.

And he knew about your affair
with Simon Lanesborough?

Where is this going?

I'm attempting, Your Honour,
to establish jealousy

as the key motivator
for the defendant.

Tell me, DCI Brand, how did a man
such as Professor Tempest,

a man who so clearly likes to keep
his own counsel,

how did he communicate the fact
that he was still in love with you?

Did you manipulate him?

No, I did not.

Did you tell him Lanesborough
was on his way,

because you knew how deep
the wells of jealousy are

in this very private man?

You gave him the information,

safe in the knowledge
that he was almost certain to do

the very thing
that you wanted to do.

Except you're too canny
to risk your position...

your job,

your family...

your pension.

Why take any risks when you can
watch Simon Lanesborough,

the man who betrayed you,
being murdered,

and walk away with impunity?
Erm...

Did you or did you not tell Tempest
to come to your office?

I demand to change my plea.

MEMBERS OF THE PUBLIC
EXCLAIM

MURMURINGS OF CHATTER

Order.

Silence in the court.

As your plea was not guilty,

am I correct in assuming
you now wish to plead guilty?

Oh!
Adelaide!

GAVEL THUDS

Order!
The lady has fainted!

We need a doctor!
Is there a doctor?

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Yeah? Come in.
DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Just drop the keys on the desk.

KEYS JANGLE

Mr Burridge...

..you killed
Prison Officer Steddon.

What?
You murdered your colleague.

HE SCOFFS

Have you taken something?

When you examined the crime scene,
there was, for a moment,

an expression of surprise
on your face.

I assumed you had found something,

but your surprise
was due to the lack of something.

The hammer.

Someone had removed it.

Are you seriously accusing me?

Have you forgotten where you are?

I know you did not kill
Prison Officer Steddon.

His injuries were caused
by someone right-handed.

You are, to use boxing parlance,
a southpaw.

What happened
to Prison Officer Burridge's son?

His photograph
is no longer on display.

I dunno what you're talking about.

Talking to my police colleagues,

I was informed that your son
died of a drugs overdose.

You blamed Prison Officer Steddon.

You invited him into your home,

and he repaid your hospitality
by introducing your son to heroin.

You come in here...

you think your morals, your rules,

you think they still apply.

In here, they're worse than useless.

You may have justified this
to yourself,

but are you prepared to let Omar Haq

spend the rest of his life
in prison?

Omar wouldn't survive outside.

You want him out and me in?

Have you any idea
what they'd do to me?

You do realise you are throwing
your life away.

Yeah. Me?

You know, when you walked into
my cell I thought,

"Somebody's taking the piss."

I mean, could you find anybody
less like me?

Turns out...

we're the same.

It would be better for you
if you confessed to the police.

No.

You've got nothing.

Everything you've said is guesswork.

What are you gonna do
with your theory, eh?

You gonna go running to the police?

Let me know when you decide.

Now, get out.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

SOBS,
SNIFFLES

Your mother's fine.

The judge has called us back in.

I know the cross-examination
of DCI Brand has been bruising,

but I'm imploring you,

you cannot change your plea
to guilty.

Yes, I can.

And that is exactly what
I intend to do.

# Trouble my way

INMATES CLAMOUR

# Lord, Lord

# Trouble my way

# Is here to stay

# I know

# Is here to stay... #

VOICEOVER: 'You killed
Prison Officer Steddon.'

# If I can't change... #

ECHOING:
'You murdered your colleague.'

# My way

# Yeah... #

BURRIDGE: 'Omar wouldn't survive
outside.'

# Oh, my day... #

'You've got nothing.

'Everything you've said
is guesswork.'

# Lord, there's trouble

# Trouble my way. #

BANGING ON DOORS,
INMATES CLAMOURING

BANGING INTENSIFIES

BANGING AND SHOUTING
GROW LOUDER

BANGING AND SHOUTING
STOP ABRUPTLY

BREATHES DEEPLY

Mr Burridge?

VOICEOVER: 'It would be better for
you if you confessed to the police.'

BURRIDGE: 'No.'

BREATHES DEEPLY

MAN: All rise.

You may be seated.

WHISPERS: Your Honour, Miss Brand
would like to change her plea.

Would DCI Brand please return
to the witness stand?

I believe you want to amend
your testimony?

I...

I failed to tell the truth

in my witness statement
to Detective Superintendent Hines.

When Lanesborough
came to my office...

..I was armed.

MEMBERS OF THE PUBLIC
EXCLAIM

I was armed,
and I shouldn't have been.

Professor Tempest fired the gun
into the ceiling because he...

..he was afraid
I was going to kill Lanesborough.

And was that your intention?

No.

Lanesborough had betrayed me

professionally and personally,
and...

nearly caused the death
of one of my colleagues.

One of my team.

I wanted the satisfaction
of arresting him...

myself.
DOOR CLOSES

Professor Tempest, for all
his undoubted brilliance, can...

..sometimes misunderstand
people's emotions.

Professor Tempest,
you want to change your plea?

Your Honour, if I may,
I would like to plead not guilty.

MEMBERS OF THE PUBLIC
EXCLAIM

GAVEL THUDS
Order!

SOMBRE MUSIC

JASPER SIGHS

I should've realised
he was a suicide risk.

You suspected he was the killer?

I did not suspect.

I knew.

Why didn't you tell us?

I wanted to give
Prison Officer Burridge

the opportunity to approach you
himself.

Did you see the note he left?

It's a confession.

Paul has his doubts.

Thinks the note could be Burridge
trying to help Omar.

Have you spoken to Omar?

He's refusing to speak.

He won't believe Burridge is dead.

Thinks we're trying to trick him.

JASPER SIGHS

The police know Prison Officer
Burridge killed Steddon.

They know it was not Emil.

They know it was not you.

Help is available when you get out.

That's not why I said it was me.

Mr Burridge made life better here.

I felt that...

I could swap my freedom
to keep a good man in his job.

BUZZER REPEATS

WOMAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:
'Lockdown is over.

'I repeat, lockdown is over.'

INHALES DEEPLY

EXHALES

Omar!

The prof got in touch.

Said you might need a job?

Somewhere to stay?

Just till you get on your feet.

Come on.

Thought I might find you here.

I wanted to say how sorry I am.

What I put you through...

trying to keep my job.

It was not your responsibility.

I made a choice.

And did you?

Keep your job?

I quit before they could fire me.

I'm still under investigation.

I have no future in the force.

SHE SIGHS

I'm here to say goodbye.

I'm moving to the coast.

With...

Michael and the kids.

I'm glad that I've known you.

I am.

I loved you.

Well, I sincerely hope
that you and Michael can...

navigate the rapids
and surmount any difficulties.

Everyone deserves a second chance.

What about you?

You might meet someone.

Fall in love again.

It is a long way down.