The Jury (2002–2011): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript
The last day of the trial coincides with a government vote on the abolition of jury service. Krystina,following her Internet dating experience,realises how much she loves her husband and Katherine resigns as the trial has taught her to treasure life and keep the baby. As the jury reassembles Katherine suggests that the retrial is due to a high likelihood of Lane's innocence and Jeffery and Tahir agree. Paul mentions his meetings with Tasha,who told him that threads from one victim's throw were found in Lane's car and this throws the jurors into confusion as the evidence is private and so inadmissible. As a compromise they agree to anonymously write their opinions on paper put into a hat,though the verdict is hung. Then Rashid reveals to Paul that,in the light of his studying the first trial,he knows Tasha is an impostor so Paul resigns as foreman and is replaced by Katherine. The verdict is delivered,after which Derek explains why he was always going to the tanning salon and Paul learns of Tasha's true purpose in befriending him. Nine months on the jurors have a reunion. Tahir has renounced America to become a British citizen and Paul,whose mother has recently died,congratulates new mother Katherine. They are all very pleased to hear that the government's proposal to end the jury system has been defeated.
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I need to get to america
to join my brother.
They said yes!
He did do it, didn't he?
Is that what you think?
Isn't that what you think?
Dear, Ann, how nice
to receive your letter,
and how brave of you to send it.
I was a jury member
in the first trial.
And if I don't want
to go through with it?
That's a decision you're going to
have to make quickly. How quickly?
The first victim...
Holly Jackson.
There was a brown throw. Police
found traces of it in Lane's car.
It was the key piece of
evidence in the first trial.
'Irregularities were uncovered.
Our verdict was
thrown out, just like that.'
what do I do, mum? What
do I do? Do I tell them?
It's a total disrespect to me,
and a total disrespect to
the family of the victims.
The 'aye's' to the right. 278.
'No's' to the left. 246.
The 'aye's' have it!
'Shockwaves are running through
the legal system this morning
and far beyond, following the results
of a vote in the commons last night
in favour of
abolishing trial by jury.
There was no doubt that
it was a momentous vote,
people spoke of the decision
that reversed hundreds of years
of history. Those who supported
the change were accused of an assault
of ancient liberties.
The question now is
whether the house of lords...'
with me, in the studio now,
to discuss this huge decision...'
50 quid says you're
back here tonight.
(Radio plays) Selon! Come. I
want to show you something!
It's his first time.
I can't remember where
we're meeting this morning.
'We're not. I sent
you a text last night'.
What? We can't just not
meet. I've got to vote today.
Yeah, well, I got a call last night from the
lawyers, and it seems they have a result.
They've asked to see
me this morning. What for?
To present me with an
offer for my business.
Wow! Well, can you postpone it?
Tell them you'll see them at lunchtime?
Are you mad? Theresa,
we're not done yet.
This is more important.
Five minutes, that's all I need.
Ok. He did it. Why? I
don't have to say why.
Yes, you do. If it comes
to it in the jury room
and I have to explain myself I
need to know why? Convince me.
Oh, because he just did!
The previous jury thought so. He was the last
person to have seen each of the victims alive.
And his eyes are too close together. And
while that may not seem very sophisticated,
and I realise I should be
preoccupied with all matters Alan Lane,
this morning it just so happens
the only thing I can think about
is whether I prefer the photo
in the ft announcing the deal,
to be of me wearing miu miu or marni
with my Diane Von furstenberg dress.
Right.
And you stand to profit from
this, too, by the way. Big time.
And how will I profit from it, if
I'm no longer part of the company?
And why would you no
longer be part of the company?
Because I resign.
And why would you do that?
Because I no longer get any satisfaction
working for an irresponsible, self-centred,
materialistic,
short-sighted jerk.
Wow.
It's not my birthday.
It's not Christmas.
No.
I believe those are the only other occasions
when you lay on a spread like this.
Plus all that
business last night.
Even an unsuspicious man
may begin to become suspicious.
Are you going to tell me?
Just before our wedding,
my mother gave me three tips
on how to keep a
successful marriage.
Number one, never
iron his shirts, ever.
Two, if any of your friends' marriage
breaks up, cut them out, immediately.
It's infectious.
Number three, Cherish
your own secrets,
and respect your partner's
right to have some, too. Always.
If you really want to know what
happened while you were gone,
I will tell you anytime.
But I promise, you have
nothing to worry about.
I love you, you know.
I love you.
(Shouting)
How long?
20 weeks.
You have put me
in a terrible position.
Knowing what I now know, I
should report you to the authorities.
Which is why I've
offered my resignation.
Oh, Katherine. To
move, to relocate.
To save you and the
school any embarrassment.
But that's madness. In a new
location where nobody knows you?
It just doesn't make sense. Well,
what else would you suggest?
Forgive me, but
isn't the cut off,
isn't it still legal
up until 22 weeks?
It's kicking.
I know, but try not to get
too emotional about this.
This is your career, your
whole professional life.
And until recently, I would
probably have agreed with you.
But having seen and having
heard what I have during this trial,
the pain, the loss, the regret,
above all the waste.
You realise that
life, giving life,
not taking it, creating life,
not snuffing it out,
but celebrating life...
It's the greatest
thing you can do.
Have you told him?
No.
You don't think he
has a right to know?
I think he has a
right not to. For now.
Fine, I will find a suitable
explanation for your disappearance.
Thank you.
Good luck.
Ok, step forwards, please.
Arms out.
Down the steps.
You all right?
Nothing more for us to
do. All we can do is wait.
Any idea how long?
Oh, could be an hour. Could
be a day. Could be several days.
Brought cards.
Ok, so yesterday we took
a vote where four jurors.
Brian, Derek, David
and myself, voted guilty.
And five. Ann, Jeffrey, Kristina,
Ellen and tahir voted not guilty.
And three, Katherine,
rashid and - sorry, Theresa.
Theresa, abstained. Now, seeing
that it says here that we need to reach
total unanimity, or at least
a majority of ten to two,
I suggest that since most currently find the
defendant not guilty. And are clearly mad.
That they explain to the rest
of us why they voted that way,
and try to persuade
us of their case.
And I propose we do this
the other way round. Sorry?
We're the majority. We don't
need to sell ourselves to anyone.
You persuade us of
the validity of your case.
All right, we've got a man
with a history of mental illness.
That's not strictly
true, by the way.
Alan suffered from a
reactive depression,
which is... It's different from
clinical. It's not a mental illness.
All right, all right. And a history
of violence against women
who also happened to be the only credible
common denominator between all three victims.
Also not true. The defence
established no fewer than - six.
Six men who had all corresponded at length
with the three victims. I said credible!
Personally speaking, I found
the bent fellow perfectly - dent.
All right, dent,
perfectly credible.
What? The rent-a-nutter?
Who conveniently
happened to kill himself?
I, er, I come at this from a
slightly different perspective.
I work as - my job is,
well, was, as a teacher.
And I always encourage my
pupils, well the bright ones anyway,
to ask questions, take
nothing at face value.
Try to see what
lies behind a story.
Here we have a
high-profile case,
one that would never
have come to retrial unless
there were serious doubts
about the original conviction. Why?
No, a retrial like this reflects
badly upon the legal system,
the police, the media. It's
in no-one's interests to do it.
So based on that you can be pretty
sure that if we are in a retrial situation,
at huge expense
and inconvenience.
Well, there has to be
something about the original trial,
or the original
conviction that's wrong,
something that we don't know.
And since the original
conviction was that he was guilty,
and that - that has
been overturned,
well, it follows that there is a
high likelihood that he is not guilty.
That's still not enough reason to let him off.
It's not enough reason to lock him up either.
Well, speak for yourself, love. I'd be fine
with that. But based on what actual evidence?
You know, people like you are
just so prejudiced. People like me?
Yes. People like you! Yes!
He means like the glass
upstairs. With his fingerprints.
You mean, the one she
took upstairs after he'd gone?
No, the one he took
upstairs before he killed her.
But you wouldn't take water up to
the bedroom with you, would you?
If you're going to have
sex. Well, you'd take wine.
But he doesn't
drink wine, does he?
No, it interferes with his
looney tunes meds. Very good.
You would take water if
you were going to sleep.
Which is why I think he never
took it up to the bedroom. She did.
Which is why her
fingerprints are on the glass.
(Shouting)
Can everybody try to make one
point at a time! Listen to each other!
If he was outside while
the murder took place,
he's parked right across
the street with a clear view,
how comes he didn't see
anything else? Not a bloody thing?
Because there's a bus
stop in the way! What?
And a big red bus just happened to
come along at exactly the same moment
the killer arrived and went
into the house with the victim?
Lane was inside!
Finishing her off!
I don't think he was. When
Lane was on the stand,
talking about the
Internet he said,
'it's just one big free
for all. No-one's serious.
Everyone's just looking for...'
and then his barrister asks
'what?' And then he went red,
and was embarrassed
and said, 'you know.'
what is your point? The point
is that if Alan Lane is a killer
who cold-bloodedly trawled the
Internet sites for sexual partners
whom he then strangled and
killed - yeah, sounds about right.
What is he doing blushing
at the first mention of sex?
I remember that. He did!
Blushed like a schoolgirl.
The sort of reaction you'd
get from someone who was
doing all of this because he
was genuinely - looking for love.
Oh, rubbish, I still think
there's enough to put him away.
Based on what? Based on the
fact there are so many things pointing
to his possible
involvement in the murders,
it makes his non-involvement
almost impossible.
It's obviously him in that minicab
going back for a third victim.
What about you, George Hamilton?
By the way, is it just me, or have you gone a
completely different colour since this trial started?
I do have an
explanation for that,
but now's probably
not the right time.
No, no. Now is not the time.
There is something that I
feel I should share with you all.
It's prompted by
what Katherine said,
about there having to be good
reason for the case to be retried.
The other day, I met somebody
connected with the previous trial.
A juror. My predecessor, in
fact. The foreman of the first jury.
And she she told me, that
central to the crown's case
in that trial was a
piece of evidence.
A microscopic piece of fibre from
a brown marks and Spencer's throw
in Holly Jackson's bedroom,
which was found
in Alan Lane's car.
Well, as you can imagine
it was pretty devastating.
It proved he'd been in
the bedroom after all.
Yes, yes. And it made the subsequent
unanimous verdict of guilty a formality.
But, about a year after Alan Lane
went to prison, his defence team,
headed by Emma watts started
digging away and they found something.
A technicality which meant that they
could bring it to the court of appeal,
where, as you know, the case
against him pretty much collapsed.
Maybe that's what
they were referring to?
When there was that weird
moment in court, remember?
When the defence said the
detective had nothing on Alan Lane
or something like that.
I don't remember that.
I've got it here.
'The truth is you no
longer have anything.
No fingerprints, nor DNA, not a
single shred of forensic evidence,
which places Alan Lane
in the bedroom upstairs'.
Despite the best efforts of
your colleagues in the past.
Yes, yes. When the policeman gave
her a look and said - 'up yours, sister'.
So what was it?
Well, er, the defence established
that by total coincidence
the same scene of crime officer
that examined Alan Lane's car
had earlier that day investigated
a domestic burglary where,
in a million to one chance,
the owners of that house had
exactly the same throw on their sofa.
Now, in the court of appeal, the
forensics' officer swore under oath
that he never set
foot in the house
but since he was unable to
demonstrate that his crime scene bag
hadn't accidentally picked
up some fibres from the throw,
and then, unwittingly transferred them to
Alan Lane's car when he put his bag there...
Yeah, some bloody chance!
The key piece of evidence
was ruled inadmissible.
And a retrial became inevitable.
Wow.
Well, this puts everything
in a completely different light.
I don't know what to
think. It's a bloody farce!
So, when did this person
tell you this? Yesterday.
I wish you hadn't told us, Paul. And
she was the foreman of the previous jury?
Yes, yes. And she's been following
this trial with growing frustration.
I'm not surprised. After that
piece of evidence it was clearcut.
What are we supposed to
do now? Vote guilty, of course.
We can't! What are
you talking about?
We cannot vote guilty. We did not
get that piece of evidence in court.
But we have by our foreman just
now! But it's hearsay. From a third party.
Oh, great, so I've got to sit here for
another nine hours while it's plainly obvious!
Ann's right. Ann is right.
The judge made it clear.
We can't vote based on evidence
that wasn't presented to us in court.
I think we all know why she's saying that.
She's got the hots for him, hasn't she?
How dare you! Don't think I
haven't seen you - how dare you!
Don't think I haven't seen you
mooning at him all through the trial.
Stop it! One of those mad
women that writes love letters
to serial killers.
Stop it! Bloody sick!
Personally, Paul, I wish
you'd thought longer and harder
about the implications
of what you've just done.
You've told us about
crime scene contamination,
what about jury room
contamination? Exactly.
So, what do we do now?
I think we should
have another vote.
What Paul told us might not have
changed as many people's minds as we think.
All right, but this time I
suggest a secret ballot,
and that way we're less
likely to build up sides,
or these warring
factions. I agree.
Just one word.
'Guilty' or 'not'.
What about abstentions?
Er, if you must, Theresa, but it really would be
helpful if at this stage, if there weren't any.
We almost have a verdict.
9-3. In favour of? Guilty.
Well, it's obvious she's one 'not
guilty' vote. But who are the others, eh?
Who could have possibly
voted 'not guilty' after all that?
Me.
And me.
But I'm nearly there. I
just need a bit more time.
Could you give
me the lunch break?
Yeah, yeah, of course. Take
as much time as you like.
Thanks.
Well, I, er, I guess
we'll break there.
(General chatter)
You are not going to believe
what happened this morning
and I am sorry for
losing my rag earlier.
I've ordered for you.
The fish. You're forgiven.
Do I still have my job?
Do you still want it?
I do.
Then you do.
It all got really heated.
We were told the reason
why this is a retrial.
Why the first verdict was thrown
out and it's pretty explosive.
But, quickly, before I tell you,
which of the two bids
bought the company?
Neither. What?
Neither. Nul person!
Why not? What
reasons did they give?
Although both bids insisted
they had entered negotiations
fully intending to go
ahead with the buyout,
the experience of dealing
with me on a daily basis
seems to have made them
re-evaluate their decisions
well, what does that mean?
It means they thought I was a
total lunatic. And they're right.
Dashing out of meetings, taking phonecalls
from you when I shouldn't have been,
arriving late, being
totally unprepared,
not getting a good night's sleep
and all because of this bloody trial.
I've been all over the place.
So what are you going to do?
What can I do? Carry on
running the business myself.
I may not be rich, or
able to retire early but...
Who wants to
retire anyway, right?
So I guess you want
my verdict? Actually -
..because I felt terrible
after we spoke this morning,
and then all these articles
in the papers criticising jurors,
calling them 'unreliable,
and irresponsible amateurs.'
it made my blood boil.
But I believe I've now
worked out what I think.
Not guilty. I think
he's innocent.
And if you want to know why...
The fact that he didn't have
a previous history of violence.
He's 48. No man commits
his first crime at that age
and then suddenly
commits three. He's innocent.
And you're now about to
tell me all that was in vain.
Yes. Slightly.
'A man called Alan Lane
murdered three professional women
he met on Internet dating sites. It
was all over the media back home.'
'home in those days being england?'
Right, I moved to Vancouver two years ago.
Anyway, the real trauma
happened afterwards.
Irregularities were uncovered
and our verdict was thrown out.
Just like that. But you were the
foreman of this jury, right? Right.
Can I have a word?
Of course, rashid. Sit down.
So she's back from Canada, then?
Who? Aileen Turner?
Who's Aileen Turner?
I was hoping you
wouldn't say that.
Look...
'..He met on Internet dating sites. It
was all over the media back home.'
'home in those days being england?'
'Right, I moved to Vancouver two years ago.
Anyway, the real trauma
happened afterwards.
Irregularities were uncovered
and our verdict was thrown out.
Just like that.' But you were the
foreman of this jury, right? Right.
'It was devastating.
Just devastating.'
(General chatter)
Um...
Er, there's something I
need to say to everyone.
Excuse me!
I... i have just had a conversation
with rashid and it seems...
..Sorry, rashid?
The 'jury foreman'
from the first trial
who's been giving Paul
all this information...
Appears to be
nothing of the kind.
The real foreman
from the first jury,
Aileen Turner,
lives in Vancouver.
And she made a reference to
this case on a clip on you tube.
It seems I've been the
victim of a deception.
You made us all
victims of the deception.
And so for all of the precious
time that I have wasted
and for any influence this may or may not
have had on your decisions, I apologise,
I will, of course, step down as
foreman with immediate effect.
I don't understand. Who was
this person that spoke to you?
I don't know, I don't know. But I
have every intention of finding out.
So this was all made up? What
about the fibres? It doesn't matter.
I don't think we have a choice.
I think we should tell the judge.
No. We can do this!
We still... We still
have to reach a verdict!
And... i would suggest
select a new foreman.
So how do we go about that?
All those in favour of
Katherine, raise their hands now.
Well, I suppose
that's encouraging.
Proof that we can reach
a unanimous verdict.
(Sighs) All right.
Shall... shall we get
a quick cup of tea
just to let things settle
and then make a start?
Good idea. I'll brew up.
Not so sick, after all?
Well, let's get to work.
And this time use only
what we've learnt in court.
..And then he went red and was
embarrassed and said, 'you know, '
and she said, 'no,
Alan, please explain.'
which is why her
fingerprints are on the glass.
(Jurors talking over each other)
Just because he's been mugged off,
I'm not spending the next nine years...
Which is why I think he never
took it up to the bedroom...
(Jurors talking over each other)
Isn't the point... Isn't the
point we reach the right verdict?
No matter how.
I think we should
have another vote.
(Door opening)
They've reached a verdict.
Good luck.
Thank you.
Ok.
Fingers crossed.
Would the defendent
please stand?
Would the foreman please stand?
Have you reached a unanimous
verdict on all three counts of murder?
Yes. On the count of the
murder of Holly Jackson,
do you find the defendant
guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty. (Gasps)
On the count of the
murder of Anna knight?
Not guilty. (Uproar
from public gallery)
On the count of the
murder of Rebecca cheung?
Not guilty. (Uproar
from the public gallery)
My lord, I ask for the
defendant to be discharged.
Yes. The defendant
is discharged.
(Sobbing) Thank you so much.
(Sobbing) Thank you. Thank you.
Ok, ladies and gentlemen,
you are free to go.
Here are your mobile
phones and electronic devices.
Now, I would remind you
that it is a criminal offence
for jurors to talk to the
media about their experiences.
It is also an offence to
disclose the names or addresses
of any of your fellow jurors.
Right, well, with that said,
let me just say thank
you and good night.
Cheers, mate. Thank you.
Goodnight. Goodbye.
So, what do we do now?
Swap addresses so we can
send each other Christmas cards?
Not until you've told us why
you've gone that strange colour.
Oh, this? The tan?
You're going to think I'm mad.
Ok, in real life, I'm a fireman.
And there's no way my station
would allow me jury service.
But the thing is, I've
always really wanted to do it.
So the only way I could
was to do it during a holiday.
So, all of this is me
having been in sardinia.
So, wait a minute, you did
jury service during your holiday?
Yeah.
Wow. I think that's wonderful.
It's bloody mad. (Laughing)
Tasha!
Tasha, wait
why? Don't judge me, please?
Not until you lose someone
you love the way I loved my sister.
Beautiful young woman
taken so cruelly, so violently.
Rebecca. The third victim.
Of course, of course.
Her maiden name was Williams.
Like Holly, and Anna. All three,
taken in the prime of their lives.
And if that wasn't devastating
enough, we, the families,
had to read the lies they
wrote about them in the papers.
The slander, as if they
were the guilty ones.
And then - and then what?
When you found the perfect
suspect, the perfect suspect
who just happened to
be the wrong suspect.
The first jury didn't think so.
It was you, wasn't it?
It was you that planted
the fibres in that car.
Not me. Or one of you.
Holly's brother. Oh, my god.
A policeman.
It made it so much
easier for all the families...
Who had suffered so much
to have someone to blame.
But it wasn't him.
You took five years of
an innocent man's life.
And why me?
I wish it hadn't been.
Particularly the more
I got to know you.
But middle class,
male, professional.
Statistically you were always
going to be the foreman
and we thought if we
could influence you -
what? I would do the rest?
Take the rest of
the jury with me?
Well, you did a good job.
It nearly worked.
I'm so sorry.
It wasn't personal,
Paul. Believe me.
And I'd so hoped it was.
(Mobile ringing)
Hello?
'Mr brierley?'
speaking.
'It's doctor Curtis from the
hospital about your mother.
Page me immediately when you
get here and I'll be down to see you.'
I'll be there right
away, thank you.
Well, congratulations.
And to you.
Have you got family
picking you up? No.
But you've got somewhere to go?
Oh, I'll be all right. I'll find somewhere.
Thank you. Thank
you, thank you, so much.
Thanks for everything.
It's a pleasure.
Thank you.
Well done, dear.
Thanks, John. You
didn't make it easy.
Kind of you to say. But you
were always going to prevail.
In the end we didn't
have a thing on him.
Briefly thought I might
have you on the cctv.
Oh, bollocks! My man was on
the bus. Yes, he probably was.
All the secrets behind all this
died along with our friend, mr dent.
You may even be right about
that. Now I'm going to go,
before your smugness
overwhelms me
and before I get too
tempted by that smell.
Eight years off the stuff
myself. Oh, it's bloody lovely.
Ah, but once you discover the
joys of inappropriately tight lycra,
you never look back. Oh, yuck.
Until the next time,
dear. (Chuckling)
So packed and on your
way to america? Yes.
Good luck, tahir. It's been
a privilege knowing you.
You, too.
Now, the chap waiting
outside is a little gift from us.
We wouldn't want
you missing that plane.
(Clapping)
Best of luck.
Hello, sir. Hello,
Jackson. Thank you.
I, tahir takana...
I, tahir takana...
..Do solemnly, sincerely
and truly declare...
..And affirm that on
becoming a British citizen...
..I will be faithful and
bear true allegiance...
..To her majesty,
queen Elizabeth ii...
..Her heirs and
successors according to law.
Congratulations, you're
now a British citizen.
(Applause) Thank you. Thank you.
Congratulations! Look at
you! Welcome to the club, tahir.
I heard about your
mother. I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Who's this? She's beautiful.
He. Oh, sorry.
I hope you're still not being hard
on yourself about what happened.
It was a mistake any
of us could have made.
Well, I'm not so sure.
I seem to have a special knack
for being drawn to the wrong person.
You and everyone else.
I'd better get
going. Yeah, me too.
Both: Keep in touch.
Bye. Bye.
'..And so we go back, inevitably,
to the main story of the day,
the government's heavy defeat
in the house of lords last night
when its flagship policy
of abolishing trial by jury.
A humiliation for the justice
minister, Eleanor Duncan,
who'd staked her career on a
radical overhaul of the system.
One of her critics said today
that she should heed the words
of the jurist,
William blackstone,
"representative
government and trial by jury
are the heart and lungs
of a civilised society."
So where does the government
turn after this catastrophic...'
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I need to get to america
to join my brother.
They said yes!
He did do it, didn't he?
Is that what you think?
Isn't that what you think?
Dear, Ann, how nice
to receive your letter,
and how brave of you to send it.
I was a jury member
in the first trial.
And if I don't want
to go through with it?
That's a decision you're going to
have to make quickly. How quickly?
The first victim...
Holly Jackson.
There was a brown throw. Police
found traces of it in Lane's car.
It was the key piece of
evidence in the first trial.
'Irregularities were uncovered.
Our verdict was
thrown out, just like that.'
what do I do, mum? What
do I do? Do I tell them?
It's a total disrespect to me,
and a total disrespect to
the family of the victims.
The 'aye's' to the right. 278.
'No's' to the left. 246.
The 'aye's' have it!
'Shockwaves are running through
the legal system this morning
and far beyond, following the results
of a vote in the commons last night
in favour of
abolishing trial by jury.
There was no doubt that
it was a momentous vote,
people spoke of the decision
that reversed hundreds of years
of history. Those who supported
the change were accused of an assault
of ancient liberties.
The question now is
whether the house of lords...'
with me, in the studio now,
to discuss this huge decision...'
50 quid says you're
back here tonight.
(Radio plays) Selon! Come. I
want to show you something!
It's his first time.
I can't remember where
we're meeting this morning.
'We're not. I sent
you a text last night'.
What? We can't just not
meet. I've got to vote today.
Yeah, well, I got a call last night from the
lawyers, and it seems they have a result.
They've asked to see
me this morning. What for?
To present me with an
offer for my business.
Wow! Well, can you postpone it?
Tell them you'll see them at lunchtime?
Are you mad? Theresa,
we're not done yet.
This is more important.
Five minutes, that's all I need.
Ok. He did it. Why? I
don't have to say why.
Yes, you do. If it comes
to it in the jury room
and I have to explain myself I
need to know why? Convince me.
Oh, because he just did!
The previous jury thought so. He was the last
person to have seen each of the victims alive.
And his eyes are too close together. And
while that may not seem very sophisticated,
and I realise I should be
preoccupied with all matters Alan Lane,
this morning it just so happens
the only thing I can think about
is whether I prefer the photo
in the ft announcing the deal,
to be of me wearing miu miu or marni
with my Diane Von furstenberg dress.
Right.
And you stand to profit from
this, too, by the way. Big time.
And how will I profit from it, if
I'm no longer part of the company?
And why would you no
longer be part of the company?
Because I resign.
And why would you do that?
Because I no longer get any satisfaction
working for an irresponsible, self-centred,
materialistic,
short-sighted jerk.
Wow.
It's not my birthday.
It's not Christmas.
No.
I believe those are the only other occasions
when you lay on a spread like this.
Plus all that
business last night.
Even an unsuspicious man
may begin to become suspicious.
Are you going to tell me?
Just before our wedding,
my mother gave me three tips
on how to keep a
successful marriage.
Number one, never
iron his shirts, ever.
Two, if any of your friends' marriage
breaks up, cut them out, immediately.
It's infectious.
Number three, Cherish
your own secrets,
and respect your partner's
right to have some, too. Always.
If you really want to know what
happened while you were gone,
I will tell you anytime.
But I promise, you have
nothing to worry about.
I love you, you know.
I love you.
(Shouting)
How long?
20 weeks.
You have put me
in a terrible position.
Knowing what I now know, I
should report you to the authorities.
Which is why I've
offered my resignation.
Oh, Katherine. To
move, to relocate.
To save you and the
school any embarrassment.
But that's madness. In a new
location where nobody knows you?
It just doesn't make sense. Well,
what else would you suggest?
Forgive me, but
isn't the cut off,
isn't it still legal
up until 22 weeks?
It's kicking.
I know, but try not to get
too emotional about this.
This is your career, your
whole professional life.
And until recently, I would
probably have agreed with you.
But having seen and having
heard what I have during this trial,
the pain, the loss, the regret,
above all the waste.
You realise that
life, giving life,
not taking it, creating life,
not snuffing it out,
but celebrating life...
It's the greatest
thing you can do.
Have you told him?
No.
You don't think he
has a right to know?
I think he has a
right not to. For now.
Fine, I will find a suitable
explanation for your disappearance.
Thank you.
Good luck.
Ok, step forwards, please.
Arms out.
Down the steps.
You all right?
Nothing more for us to
do. All we can do is wait.
Any idea how long?
Oh, could be an hour. Could
be a day. Could be several days.
Brought cards.
Ok, so yesterday we took
a vote where four jurors.
Brian, Derek, David
and myself, voted guilty.
And five. Ann, Jeffrey, Kristina,
Ellen and tahir voted not guilty.
And three, Katherine,
rashid and - sorry, Theresa.
Theresa, abstained. Now, seeing
that it says here that we need to reach
total unanimity, or at least
a majority of ten to two,
I suggest that since most currently find the
defendant not guilty. And are clearly mad.
That they explain to the rest
of us why they voted that way,
and try to persuade
us of their case.
And I propose we do this
the other way round. Sorry?
We're the majority. We don't
need to sell ourselves to anyone.
You persuade us of
the validity of your case.
All right, we've got a man
with a history of mental illness.
That's not strictly
true, by the way.
Alan suffered from a
reactive depression,
which is... It's different from
clinical. It's not a mental illness.
All right, all right. And a history
of violence against women
who also happened to be the only credible
common denominator between all three victims.
Also not true. The defence
established no fewer than - six.
Six men who had all corresponded at length
with the three victims. I said credible!
Personally speaking, I found
the bent fellow perfectly - dent.
All right, dent,
perfectly credible.
What? The rent-a-nutter?
Who conveniently
happened to kill himself?
I, er, I come at this from a
slightly different perspective.
I work as - my job is,
well, was, as a teacher.
And I always encourage my
pupils, well the bright ones anyway,
to ask questions, take
nothing at face value.
Try to see what
lies behind a story.
Here we have a
high-profile case,
one that would never
have come to retrial unless
there were serious doubts
about the original conviction. Why?
No, a retrial like this reflects
badly upon the legal system,
the police, the media. It's
in no-one's interests to do it.
So based on that you can be pretty
sure that if we are in a retrial situation,
at huge expense
and inconvenience.
Well, there has to be
something about the original trial,
or the original
conviction that's wrong,
something that we don't know.
And since the original
conviction was that he was guilty,
and that - that has
been overturned,
well, it follows that there is a
high likelihood that he is not guilty.
That's still not enough reason to let him off.
It's not enough reason to lock him up either.
Well, speak for yourself, love. I'd be fine
with that. But based on what actual evidence?
You know, people like you are
just so prejudiced. People like me?
Yes. People like you! Yes!
He means like the glass
upstairs. With his fingerprints.
You mean, the one she
took upstairs after he'd gone?
No, the one he took
upstairs before he killed her.
But you wouldn't take water up to
the bedroom with you, would you?
If you're going to have
sex. Well, you'd take wine.
But he doesn't
drink wine, does he?
No, it interferes with his
looney tunes meds. Very good.
You would take water if
you were going to sleep.
Which is why I think he never
took it up to the bedroom. She did.
Which is why her
fingerprints are on the glass.
(Shouting)
Can everybody try to make one
point at a time! Listen to each other!
If he was outside while
the murder took place,
he's parked right across
the street with a clear view,
how comes he didn't see
anything else? Not a bloody thing?
Because there's a bus
stop in the way! What?
And a big red bus just happened to
come along at exactly the same moment
the killer arrived and went
into the house with the victim?
Lane was inside!
Finishing her off!
I don't think he was. When
Lane was on the stand,
talking about the
Internet he said,
'it's just one big free
for all. No-one's serious.
Everyone's just looking for...'
and then his barrister asks
'what?' And then he went red,
and was embarrassed
and said, 'you know.'
what is your point? The point
is that if Alan Lane is a killer
who cold-bloodedly trawled the
Internet sites for sexual partners
whom he then strangled and
killed - yeah, sounds about right.
What is he doing blushing
at the first mention of sex?
I remember that. He did!
Blushed like a schoolgirl.
The sort of reaction you'd
get from someone who was
doing all of this because he
was genuinely - looking for love.
Oh, rubbish, I still think
there's enough to put him away.
Based on what? Based on the
fact there are so many things pointing
to his possible
involvement in the murders,
it makes his non-involvement
almost impossible.
It's obviously him in that minicab
going back for a third victim.
What about you, George Hamilton?
By the way, is it just me, or have you gone a
completely different colour since this trial started?
I do have an
explanation for that,
but now's probably
not the right time.
No, no. Now is not the time.
There is something that I
feel I should share with you all.
It's prompted by
what Katherine said,
about there having to be good
reason for the case to be retried.
The other day, I met somebody
connected with the previous trial.
A juror. My predecessor, in
fact. The foreman of the first jury.
And she she told me, that
central to the crown's case
in that trial was a
piece of evidence.
A microscopic piece of fibre from
a brown marks and Spencer's throw
in Holly Jackson's bedroom,
which was found
in Alan Lane's car.
Well, as you can imagine
it was pretty devastating.
It proved he'd been in
the bedroom after all.
Yes, yes. And it made the subsequent
unanimous verdict of guilty a formality.
But, about a year after Alan Lane
went to prison, his defence team,
headed by Emma watts started
digging away and they found something.
A technicality which meant that they
could bring it to the court of appeal,
where, as you know, the case
against him pretty much collapsed.
Maybe that's what
they were referring to?
When there was that weird
moment in court, remember?
When the defence said the
detective had nothing on Alan Lane
or something like that.
I don't remember that.
I've got it here.
'The truth is you no
longer have anything.
No fingerprints, nor DNA, not a
single shred of forensic evidence,
which places Alan Lane
in the bedroom upstairs'.
Despite the best efforts of
your colleagues in the past.
Yes, yes. When the policeman gave
her a look and said - 'up yours, sister'.
So what was it?
Well, er, the defence established
that by total coincidence
the same scene of crime officer
that examined Alan Lane's car
had earlier that day investigated
a domestic burglary where,
in a million to one chance,
the owners of that house had
exactly the same throw on their sofa.
Now, in the court of appeal, the
forensics' officer swore under oath
that he never set
foot in the house
but since he was unable to
demonstrate that his crime scene bag
hadn't accidentally picked
up some fibres from the throw,
and then, unwittingly transferred them to
Alan Lane's car when he put his bag there...
Yeah, some bloody chance!
The key piece of evidence
was ruled inadmissible.
And a retrial became inevitable.
Wow.
Well, this puts everything
in a completely different light.
I don't know what to
think. It's a bloody farce!
So, when did this person
tell you this? Yesterday.
I wish you hadn't told us, Paul. And
she was the foreman of the previous jury?
Yes, yes. And she's been following
this trial with growing frustration.
I'm not surprised. After that
piece of evidence it was clearcut.
What are we supposed to
do now? Vote guilty, of course.
We can't! What are
you talking about?
We cannot vote guilty. We did not
get that piece of evidence in court.
But we have by our foreman just
now! But it's hearsay. From a third party.
Oh, great, so I've got to sit here for
another nine hours while it's plainly obvious!
Ann's right. Ann is right.
The judge made it clear.
We can't vote based on evidence
that wasn't presented to us in court.
I think we all know why she's saying that.
She's got the hots for him, hasn't she?
How dare you! Don't think I
haven't seen you - how dare you!
Don't think I haven't seen you
mooning at him all through the trial.
Stop it! One of those mad
women that writes love letters
to serial killers.
Stop it! Bloody sick!
Personally, Paul, I wish
you'd thought longer and harder
about the implications
of what you've just done.
You've told us about
crime scene contamination,
what about jury room
contamination? Exactly.
So, what do we do now?
I think we should
have another vote.
What Paul told us might not have
changed as many people's minds as we think.
All right, but this time I
suggest a secret ballot,
and that way we're less
likely to build up sides,
or these warring
factions. I agree.
Just one word.
'Guilty' or 'not'.
What about abstentions?
Er, if you must, Theresa, but it really would be
helpful if at this stage, if there weren't any.
We almost have a verdict.
9-3. In favour of? Guilty.
Well, it's obvious she's one 'not
guilty' vote. But who are the others, eh?
Who could have possibly
voted 'not guilty' after all that?
Me.
And me.
But I'm nearly there. I
just need a bit more time.
Could you give
me the lunch break?
Yeah, yeah, of course. Take
as much time as you like.
Thanks.
Well, I, er, I guess
we'll break there.
(General chatter)
You are not going to believe
what happened this morning
and I am sorry for
losing my rag earlier.
I've ordered for you.
The fish. You're forgiven.
Do I still have my job?
Do you still want it?
I do.
Then you do.
It all got really heated.
We were told the reason
why this is a retrial.
Why the first verdict was thrown
out and it's pretty explosive.
But, quickly, before I tell you,
which of the two bids
bought the company?
Neither. What?
Neither. Nul person!
Why not? What
reasons did they give?
Although both bids insisted
they had entered negotiations
fully intending to go
ahead with the buyout,
the experience of dealing
with me on a daily basis
seems to have made them
re-evaluate their decisions
well, what does that mean?
It means they thought I was a
total lunatic. And they're right.
Dashing out of meetings, taking phonecalls
from you when I shouldn't have been,
arriving late, being
totally unprepared,
not getting a good night's sleep
and all because of this bloody trial.
I've been all over the place.
So what are you going to do?
What can I do? Carry on
running the business myself.
I may not be rich, or
able to retire early but...
Who wants to
retire anyway, right?
So I guess you want
my verdict? Actually -
..because I felt terrible
after we spoke this morning,
and then all these articles
in the papers criticising jurors,
calling them 'unreliable,
and irresponsible amateurs.'
it made my blood boil.
But I believe I've now
worked out what I think.
Not guilty. I think
he's innocent.
And if you want to know why...
The fact that he didn't have
a previous history of violence.
He's 48. No man commits
his first crime at that age
and then suddenly
commits three. He's innocent.
And you're now about to
tell me all that was in vain.
Yes. Slightly.
'A man called Alan Lane
murdered three professional women
he met on Internet dating sites. It
was all over the media back home.'
'home in those days being england?'
Right, I moved to Vancouver two years ago.
Anyway, the real trauma
happened afterwards.
Irregularities were uncovered
and our verdict was thrown out.
Just like that. But you were the
foreman of this jury, right? Right.
Can I have a word?
Of course, rashid. Sit down.
So she's back from Canada, then?
Who? Aileen Turner?
Who's Aileen Turner?
I was hoping you
wouldn't say that.
Look...
'..He met on Internet dating sites. It
was all over the media back home.'
'home in those days being england?'
'Right, I moved to Vancouver two years ago.
Anyway, the real trauma
happened afterwards.
Irregularities were uncovered
and our verdict was thrown out.
Just like that.' But you were the
foreman of this jury, right? Right.
'It was devastating.
Just devastating.'
(General chatter)
Um...
Er, there's something I
need to say to everyone.
Excuse me!
I... i have just had a conversation
with rashid and it seems...
..Sorry, rashid?
The 'jury foreman'
from the first trial
who's been giving Paul
all this information...
Appears to be
nothing of the kind.
The real foreman
from the first jury,
Aileen Turner,
lives in Vancouver.
And she made a reference to
this case on a clip on you tube.
It seems I've been the
victim of a deception.
You made us all
victims of the deception.
And so for all of the precious
time that I have wasted
and for any influence this may or may not
have had on your decisions, I apologise,
I will, of course, step down as
foreman with immediate effect.
I don't understand. Who was
this person that spoke to you?
I don't know, I don't know. But I
have every intention of finding out.
So this was all made up? What
about the fibres? It doesn't matter.
I don't think we have a choice.
I think we should tell the judge.
No. We can do this!
We still... We still
have to reach a verdict!
And... i would suggest
select a new foreman.
So how do we go about that?
All those in favour of
Katherine, raise their hands now.
Well, I suppose
that's encouraging.
Proof that we can reach
a unanimous verdict.
(Sighs) All right.
Shall... shall we get
a quick cup of tea
just to let things settle
and then make a start?
Good idea. I'll brew up.
Not so sick, after all?
Well, let's get to work.
And this time use only
what we've learnt in court.
..And then he went red and was
embarrassed and said, 'you know, '
and she said, 'no,
Alan, please explain.'
which is why her
fingerprints are on the glass.
(Jurors talking over each other)
Just because he's been mugged off,
I'm not spending the next nine years...
Which is why I think he never
took it up to the bedroom...
(Jurors talking over each other)
Isn't the point... Isn't the
point we reach the right verdict?
No matter how.
I think we should
have another vote.
(Door opening)
They've reached a verdict.
Good luck.
Thank you.
Ok.
Fingers crossed.
Would the defendent
please stand?
Would the foreman please stand?
Have you reached a unanimous
verdict on all three counts of murder?
Yes. On the count of the
murder of Holly Jackson,
do you find the defendant
guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty. (Gasps)
On the count of the
murder of Anna knight?
Not guilty. (Uproar
from public gallery)
On the count of the
murder of Rebecca cheung?
Not guilty. (Uproar
from the public gallery)
My lord, I ask for the
defendant to be discharged.
Yes. The defendant
is discharged.
(Sobbing) Thank you so much.
(Sobbing) Thank you. Thank you.
Ok, ladies and gentlemen,
you are free to go.
Here are your mobile
phones and electronic devices.
Now, I would remind you
that it is a criminal offence
for jurors to talk to the
media about their experiences.
It is also an offence to
disclose the names or addresses
of any of your fellow jurors.
Right, well, with that said,
let me just say thank
you and good night.
Cheers, mate. Thank you.
Goodnight. Goodbye.
So, what do we do now?
Swap addresses so we can
send each other Christmas cards?
Not until you've told us why
you've gone that strange colour.
Oh, this? The tan?
You're going to think I'm mad.
Ok, in real life, I'm a fireman.
And there's no way my station
would allow me jury service.
But the thing is, I've
always really wanted to do it.
So the only way I could
was to do it during a holiday.
So, all of this is me
having been in sardinia.
So, wait a minute, you did
jury service during your holiday?
Yeah.
Wow. I think that's wonderful.
It's bloody mad. (Laughing)
Tasha!
Tasha, wait
why? Don't judge me, please?
Not until you lose someone
you love the way I loved my sister.
Beautiful young woman
taken so cruelly, so violently.
Rebecca. The third victim.
Of course, of course.
Her maiden name was Williams.
Like Holly, and Anna. All three,
taken in the prime of their lives.
And if that wasn't devastating
enough, we, the families,
had to read the lies they
wrote about them in the papers.
The slander, as if they
were the guilty ones.
And then - and then what?
When you found the perfect
suspect, the perfect suspect
who just happened to
be the wrong suspect.
The first jury didn't think so.
It was you, wasn't it?
It was you that planted
the fibres in that car.
Not me. Or one of you.
Holly's brother. Oh, my god.
A policeman.
It made it so much
easier for all the families...
Who had suffered so much
to have someone to blame.
But it wasn't him.
You took five years of
an innocent man's life.
And why me?
I wish it hadn't been.
Particularly the more
I got to know you.
But middle class,
male, professional.
Statistically you were always
going to be the foreman
and we thought if we
could influence you -
what? I would do the rest?
Take the rest of
the jury with me?
Well, you did a good job.
It nearly worked.
I'm so sorry.
It wasn't personal,
Paul. Believe me.
And I'd so hoped it was.
(Mobile ringing)
Hello?
'Mr brierley?'
speaking.
'It's doctor Curtis from the
hospital about your mother.
Page me immediately when you
get here and I'll be down to see you.'
I'll be there right
away, thank you.
Well, congratulations.
And to you.
Have you got family
picking you up? No.
But you've got somewhere to go?
Oh, I'll be all right. I'll find somewhere.
Thank you. Thank
you, thank you, so much.
Thanks for everything.
It's a pleasure.
Thank you.
Well done, dear.
Thanks, John. You
didn't make it easy.
Kind of you to say. But you
were always going to prevail.
In the end we didn't
have a thing on him.
Briefly thought I might
have you on the cctv.
Oh, bollocks! My man was on
the bus. Yes, he probably was.
All the secrets behind all this
died along with our friend, mr dent.
You may even be right about
that. Now I'm going to go,
before your smugness
overwhelms me
and before I get too
tempted by that smell.
Eight years off the stuff
myself. Oh, it's bloody lovely.
Ah, but once you discover the
joys of inappropriately tight lycra,
you never look back. Oh, yuck.
Until the next time,
dear. (Chuckling)
So packed and on your
way to america? Yes.
Good luck, tahir. It's been
a privilege knowing you.
You, too.
Now, the chap waiting
outside is a little gift from us.
We wouldn't want
you missing that plane.
(Clapping)
Best of luck.
Hello, sir. Hello,
Jackson. Thank you.
I, tahir takana...
I, tahir takana...
..Do solemnly, sincerely
and truly declare...
..And affirm that on
becoming a British citizen...
..I will be faithful and
bear true allegiance...
..To her majesty,
queen Elizabeth ii...
..Her heirs and
successors according to law.
Congratulations, you're
now a British citizen.
(Applause) Thank you. Thank you.
Congratulations! Look at
you! Welcome to the club, tahir.
I heard about your
mother. I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Who's this? She's beautiful.
He. Oh, sorry.
I hope you're still not being hard
on yourself about what happened.
It was a mistake any
of us could have made.
Well, I'm not so sure.
I seem to have a special knack
for being drawn to the wrong person.
You and everyone else.
I'd better get
going. Yeah, me too.
Both: Keep in touch.
Bye. Bye.
'..And so we go back, inevitably,
to the main story of the day,
the government's heavy defeat
in the house of lords last night
when its flagship policy
of abolishing trial by jury.
A humiliation for the justice
minister, Eleanor Duncan,
who'd staked her career on a
radical overhaul of the system.
One of her critics said today
that she should heed the words
of the jurist,
William blackstone,
"representative
government and trial by jury
are the heart and lungs
of a civilised society."
So where does the government
turn after this catastrophic...'
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