All language subtitles for The Jury s02e04.eng

Are we? Friends?

Well, I... I hope so.

Mum?

Oh, god!

If I don't want to go through
with it? Make a decision quickly.

I'm assuming there's been no
progress over your getting to america?

I have an appointment for a
visa application at the embassy.

He up there on his
computer, morning and night.

As you know, obsessive interest
in something is typical of asperger's.

What do you want? I've got
nothing! What do you want?

You're the juror here, not me.
Yours is the only opinion that matters.

So not in the house where
Holly Jackson was murdered?

No.

Nor were you ever on Huntley common,
where Rebecca cheung's body was found?

No, never. Never.

Good night.

Paul: Tasha...

Short for Natasha?

Uh-huh.

Mm...

Russian. Love it.

Please tell me there were
Russians in your family.

All right. There were
Russians in my family.

Glamorous white Russians?

Like erm...

Like Natasha rostova?

Who?

The heroine of war and peace.

I knew that.

(Giggles)

Actually, my father's
family comes from lewisham.

Oh.

And my mother's side is from...

North wales.

Right.

I see I've disappointed you.

Do I look disappointed?

(Giggles)

(Alarm clock beeps)

(Groans)

(Steady beeping of monitor)

We're going to give
her a wash now.

Oh, of course, of course.

What's the time, please?

James naughtie: 'It's
nearly ten past six.'

..The jury abolition bill goes to
the vote in the commons today,

with a growing band of critics

claiming that it is one
public spending cut too many.

The latest high-profile defender
of the right to trial by jury

is none other than the archbishop of
canterbury, who's on the phone now.

Archbishop, good
morning. 'Good morning.'

what is it that has drawn you into
the middle of this fierce debate...

Goodness, Sunday best?

Er, yes.

Well, I... I offered to take tahir
to the American embassy today.

It'll be a bit of a dash, mind
you, during our lunchtime,

so I've booked Jackson

to take us there and back.

How very extravagant of
you. No, no, no. Not at all.

Money well spent.

The least I can do...

To help a charming young man.

And, as you can tell, I've
grown rather fond of him. Now...

Club tie? Bow tie?

Oh.

What? What have I done now?

Well, some women do
regret having an abortion,

if not straight away, after they've
had it, many years down the line.

Often when they've
had their first child.

They start to have feelings
of anxiety, depression -

..so unexpected, I didn't know what
to do, I really liked my life as it was.

I spent so many sleepless nights
just thinking about what would happen -

..sleep disturbance, social
problems, relationship issues.

All these are certainly examples

of the emotional-health problems
of many women encountering -

..i never once imagined
all the things I would gain.

The happiness, the fulfilment.

(Baby gurgles) Yes, I do.

..A number of
emotional-health issues

exhibited by many women,
who have had abortions -

..a sense of
fulfilment, of happiness.

It was just the
best thing ever -

..disturbed at night as well -
..By no means an easy decision,

but it was the right decision
to terminate my pregnancy.

It was my choice. I have absolutely
no regrets about my abortion.

Why won't you let
us call the police?

They might find the
boys that did this to you.

But if a crime has been
committed, it is your duty to report it.

Mm?

At least let me call the court, ask
them to give you the day off. Hm?

No! I'm fine. I keep telling
you, I don't want help.

I just want to be normal.
Normal people get beaten up!

Yes.

They do.

(Sighs)

She's sleeping.

And she's comfortable.

Thank you.

(Steady beeping of monitor)

Thank you.

Latte, please, with an
extra shot. I'll bring it over.

The more I learn about this case,
the more I realise what a bore I am.

I mean, look at them.

The three victims.

All professional, normal women,

yet all leading these
elaborate secret lives.

I thought I'd lived. I
realise I haven't, at all.

I cheated on a boyfriend once.

Yeah, but we've all done that.

Taken things we shouldn't
have at parties, sometimes.

And maybe shoplifted.

You know, just little things, but it's
not quite in the same league, is it?

And then I cheated on
the one I was cheating with.

And then I cheated on him, too.

None of them knew
about each other.

I kept it up for the
whole summer.

Juggling and lying.

And playing them off
against one another.

Which kind of shocked me.

That I could do that.

It's getting a bit
heavy, isn't it?

But it's true.

Those poor women got
attacked in the press, at the time,

for being out there, on the net,

making themselves available
and I remember the coverage.

It was so full of
judgement and contempt,

as if they were
somehow immoral or bad.

But they weren't. They were
all perfectly normal women.

With fantasies and desires,
just like the rest of us.

They just had the guts...

Or the bad luck to act on them.

So what do you shoplift?

(Sirens wail)

Mobiles, keys and if you
take your shoes off, thank you.

Step forward, sir.

Onto this side. Up you go.

Turn around.

Yes.

What are you doing here?

Just thought I'd get
here a little early,

offer you a few do's and don'ts, in
case things get especially rough today.

Why?

Are they likely to?

Yeah.

Mr Lane, good morning.

Good to see you got here
safely today, in one piece.

I'm assuming there were no
serious accidents on the way.

No-one ran into you? Nothing...

Fell from the sky and
landed on your head?

My lord.

I say this, because if we are to
believe what the defence has told us,

we should put the guinness book
of records on alert, for, mr Lane,

you are clearly

the unluckiest man in the world.

Oh, I'm going to enjoy this.

Everywhere you go,
terrible misfortune happens,

and none of it your fault.

You are simply, as my
learned colleague informed us

a 'perfectly innocent
man looking for love'.

Am I right?

Yes.

First, a woman you met on
the Internet and greatly liked,

Holly Jackson, invited
you to her house on the...

4th of February,

not in the hope of starting

a deep and meaningful romantic
relationship, as you hoped, but...

Merely for extra-marital sex.

Something you weren't
interested in at all.

Am I right? That's correct.

And this was something you
could never have seen coming?

Even though she'd stated quite
clearly in an email exchange

only three days
prior to your meeting

that...'with the right
person, in the right situation,

I could be very naughty'?

I didn't take that seriously.

Yes or no?

No.

Because you were an
innocent man looking for love?

Yes.

And finding that love
wasn't on the menu,

you made your excuses and left?

Correct.

All of which would
have been fine,

if ms Jackson had not subsequently
been found brutally murdered

with you having been the last
known person to have visited her.

Yes.

So you can imagine what
conclusions these witnesses came to

and it wasn't that you were

'a perfectly innocent
man looking for love'.

Yes.

My, how the gods
have been unkind to you.

God, sir.

Single.

One god.

Of course. Silly of me.

Then came Anna knight, another
woman you met on the Internet,

who appeared to be after
exactly the same thing as you,

a committed relationship, but who
rejected you after just one meeting.

What bad luck. Yes.

Bad enough to want to
follow her and find out why.

Only to discover that her motives
were no purer than ms Jackson's.

She was meeting another man.

Yes.

And what extraordinary bad
luck that at precisely the moment

you decided to follow her

and were pinpointed

at the scene of the crime
by a mobile-telephone call,

she was being murdered by a
man for whom there is, unfortunately,

not a single...

..Shred of evidence.

Is this...

Really true?

Yes.

I suppose one shouldn't
be surprised, then,

that this run of
inexplicably bad luck

should continue with the
third victim, Rebecca cheung,

where, once again,
you happened to be

the last person she arranged
to meet before she died.

Is that really correct?

Yes.

Made worse on this
occasion by several witnesses

who recalled seeing a person
matching exactly your description

at the green man pub with the
victim the evening before she died.

A meeting you told the
police never happened.

Now further compounded by
the extraordinary misfortune

that the cctv cameras,

which just happened to catch
you going home, infuriatingly cut out

on a time lapse at
all the worst moments

and, therefore, don't show you

not hailing the minicab

and not getting into the car.

Instead they show you talking to
the driver, the car doubling back,

the car overtaking Rebecca cheung
and stopping 300 yards ahead,

leading people to the inconvenient,
but inescapable conclusion

that you were
actually in that taxi

and lying in wait for Rebecca
cheung before murdering her.

We've already explained
- correct? Yes or no?

I didn't hail that taxi.

Answer the question!
Correct or not?

Yes, it's correct!

All right? Everything
you say is correct!

Now perhaps you actually
want to ask a few questions

to which you do want
to know the answer,

instead of all this
rhetorical crap,

with your smart-arse voice
and your raised bloody eyebrows!

Mr Lane! It's a total
disrespect to me

and a total disrespect to
the family of the victims.

Is that so?

Members of the jury,

the day I am admonished

for disrespecting

the victims' families...

..By the man who stands
accused of murdering them...

..Is a sad day indeed.

Thank you, mr Lane.

No further questions.

Well, well, where is
he? Oh, over there.

Jackson, tahir.
Good afternoon, sir.

Well, go on. Get in.

I will do. Thanks
very much. Bye-bye.

(Sighs)

(Beeping)

(Door closes)

Mr tackana?

Takana.

Take a seat.

Ok. How are you today,
sir? Fine. Thank you.

My, we have a
lot of notes on you.

Ok. Let me see...

Five years ago, you
applied for an i-130.

Is that correct?

An immigration visa based on the fact that you
have a family member in the United States? Yes.

So why has it taken that long?

Ok. I can see why.

It went from uscic
headquarters in DC,

then it was referred to the national
visa center in New Hampshire.

Yes. So?

And?

Do you want the long
version or the short version?

Short, dear. I'm an old man. There
may not be time for the long version.

I'm in.

The New Hampshire head office
decided my circumstances were exceptional

and my application
should be expedited.

Well... that's wonderful!

Well done, you!

America!

Wonderful!

♪ James brown: Living in america

♪ lives in, lives in

♪ living in america... ♪

You've been in a lot lately.

Have I made an
impression on you, then?

No. I just wondered if you'd be interested
in our '12 for the price of 10' saver pack?

No, thanks.

I'm almost done.

We had a lord,

a penniless one,

with substance-abuse issues,
if his skin was anything to go by.

There was a scientist, who'd done
important work with pacemakers.

An Armenian, who didn't
speak a word of English.

A woman, who'd
just had a boob job,

and was keeping low
until the stitches were out.

There was an old lady,

deaf as a post.

Like you say,

'liquorice allsorts'.

And, miraculously,
all of one mind.

Yes.

So how long did it take
you to reach the verdict?

Two, three hours.

Wow. Quick.

It was just so clear-cut

and so utterly straightforward.

And don't forget,

we still had that piece of
evidence to help convict him.

Unlike you.

You'll have a much tougher job.

That piece of evidence?

Right.

Well, don't tell me.

You know I can't.

It was ruled inadmissible
by the court of appeal.

Although why... I'll never know.

You don't think it
should have been?

No.

Well, I'd still prefer
it if you didn't tell me.

What you don't
know can't hurt you.

Right, because what if I told
you and it were to influence you?

And then you would
influence your fellow jurors.

It could change everything.

You really think it could?

It's that powerful?

This turns everything
on its head.

One could argue, that if
it really is that powerful,

you have a
responsibility to tell me.

I have a right to know.

I suppose one could argue that.

You can trust me.

I promise.

Ok.

You didn't hear this.

The first victim
- Holly Jackson.

..Where Alan always insisted
he never went into her bedroom,

where the murder
took place - right.

Well...

In that bedroom, there
was a brown throw.

An open-weave, fringed
trim, two metres by one metre.

Right. From marks & Spencer's.

I even remember the price.

£29.99.

Well...

The police found
traces of it in Lane's car.

What?

It was the key piece of
evidence in the first trial.

The prosecution's entire
case was based on it.

So why is it no
longer admissible?

You have to give
Alan's legal team credit.

They kept digging
and digging away.

Until they found something.

What did they find?

You won't believe it.

The same forensics officer

that examined Alan Lane's car

had come from a domestic
burglary earlier that day.

And...

It turns out, by some
freak coincidence...

..The owners of the house had
exactly the same throw on their sofa

that Holly Jackson
had on her bed.

In the court of appeal,

the forensics officer
swore, under oath,

he'd never set foot
in the sitting room,

but, because he couldn't prove
that contamination hadn't occurred

with a fibre becoming
attached to his crime-scene bag,

as he put it down somewhere
in the house or his equipment

and then transferred
it to Alan Lane's car,

the verdict was thrown out.

Do you know how well
these officers are trained?

How experienced this one was?

There is no way on earth that
Alan Lane's car was contaminated

by fibres from
another crime scene.

That was Holly Jackson's throw.

(Sighs heavily)

But all that remained

was for independent
forensics analysis

to show that the fibres from the
two throws really were identical.

That was enough to
show that it really could,

in theory,

have come from the
earlier crime scene.

And the case was
headed for retrial.

And now he'll almost
certainly get off.

God.

There.

Now you know.

Don't you wish you didn't?

Or that we'd never
bumped into one another.

Or started talking.

That we had never
met. No, no, no. No.

No, i'm... I'm glad.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

Come on. We should get
back. It's the summing up.

You go ahead.

I'll be right there.

(Ringing tone)

It's done.

Woman: Good. How do you feel?

Terrible.

You know why you're doing this.
It's the right thing. We all agreed.

I know.

I just didn't expect to...

..Like him.

(Bell chimes)

Judge: Mr Mallory?

Members of the jury...

..Enough.

It is a measure of
the sophistication

of the society we live in that
we have even come thus far.

That a trial such as this should
been queried and appealed

and retried and that is a
society I am proud to live in,

but...

Enough now.

I accept that we do not
have any direct evidence

of Alan Lane's guilt.

No cctv camera
catching him in the act

or a witness, who
was in the actual room,

but, let's face it, we do have
everything else and when you take...

It's true.

We do have a legal system

that is nobly predicated upon
the presumption of innocence.

Instead, Alan Lane has been subjected
to a relentless presumption of guilt.

A shocking collusion
between our media,

our judiciary and
law-enforcement agencies

that has resulted in an
abject miscarriage of justice

that should shame us all...
..Do not be fooled by this.

Alan Lane, as you have
seen for yourselves in this trial,

with shocking clarity, is a
man with an explosive temper

and a disturbing
history of violence...

..From the minute Alan
Lane was wrongfully arrested,

he was grotesquely
daubed a weirdo...

..Inside the house, in the
back of the taxi, I ask you,

is there really anyone here

who really believes any...

..He was denied
a fair investigation.

He was denied a fair hearing.

He was denied a fair trial...

..Alan Lane was the last person
to see all three victims alive...

..Why? Because... ..He
was also the first person

to see all of them dead...
..We all wanted this case closed.

Because we were uncomfortable
with what it said about us.

Our secret lives,

our fears and frustrations

and our loneliness.

So I look to the 12 of you

to restore all our pride
in the judicial system

and the public's
faith in trial by jury.

By returning the right
verdict, here today.

Right. Members of the
jury, there you have it.

The time has come for you to
retire and consider your verdict.

You should strive to
reach a unanimous one.

You must also choose a foreman
to preside over your deliberations.

It would be best if you
did that straightaway.

If you follow the Usher, he
will take you to the jury room.

Right, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm going to need all
mobile phones, please,

pagers, blackberries.

I'd also like to draw
your attention to the bell.

If you need anything -
food, drink, visit to the toilets.

Exhibits will be brought
to you, as and when.

You also have fresh coffee
and tea in the thermos.

Any questions?

Right. Well, good luck.

Well, perhaps I should
start the ball rolling.

We heard the judge.

We'd better elect a foreman.

Now, I...

I suggest that those of you who
want to be considered as jury foreman

put themselves forward
by raising their hands now.

Yeah, I don't mind.

Me, too. Right.

I...

I suppose we could have
speeches and ballot papers,

but I think that's
going too far.

Our time is too precious, so...

I suggest that the three
candidates turn their backs and...

The rest of us
vote for our choice.

Yeah?

So let's start.

Those of us who want...

Ann.

..Ann, vote now.

And those of us who want...

Derek.

Vote now.

And those of us who want - Paul.

..Paul.

And the result is...

Paul - narrowly.

Well, erm, thank you.

Thank you, everybody
who voted for me.

Erm...

Is that what one
says? Who knows?

Well, I notice it's quarter to five
already and we've had a long day.

How would everybody feel if
we started in earnest tomorrow?

Good idea. Lucy: Fine by me.

We could always have a quick
vote now. What do you think?

On what?

Just to see where we stand.

Who knows? We might already have a unanimous
verdict. We could wrap it up by tonight.

I somehow doubt that. Why? The
way that nutter went off in court today,

I thought we were going to have
a fourth murder on our hands.

Ok.

All those who find the defendant
guilty as charged, raise your hands.

And who finds him innocent?

Any abstentions?

Well... we have a hung jury.

Surprise, surprise.

A seriously well-hung jury.

Then that is the
challenge facing us.

To get one camp to persuade
the other, until we reach unanimity.

Tomorrow will be an eventful day. I
suggest we get all the rest we can.

How about an earlier
start? Nine o'clock?

(Murmurs of
approval) See you then.

Aye, aye, skipper.

See you tomorrow. All right.
Take care. See you tomorrow.

Well done. Ok. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Heathrow? Yeah.

Right, then.

Tahir, hey! Hey.

Hello.

He's coming!

And? We've been waiting all day.

They said yes!

(Cheering)

♪ star-spangled banner

It's very cold in Nebraska.

He'll need a proper snow-proof
coat, won't he? Oh, definitely!

And gloves.

Yes, here we are. Thick gloves.

And a hat?

He'd want one of those.

Oh, beautiful.

Oh, my!

Will you look at these?

Oh, goodness!

I've driven tractors with
less tread than these!

And feel that fur.

I'm guessing a nine.

Don't close yet! Here we are!

Excuse me, I was wondering...

I've written postcards and
I was wondering - sorry.

Excuse me. I see
you're going to sardinia.

No. Sorry. No.

Excuse me.

I was wondering if you
could send these postcards.

It's nothing dodgy and you
get ten quid for the trouble.

Thanks. Thank you.

I really appreciate
that. Thanks. Thanks.

(Ringing tone)

Hello. (Drowsy
female voice) Hello.

Hello.

Can I speak to sadam?

(Groans)

Hello?

Hello.

(They speak in Sudanese)

Oh.

I'm married to an American now.

So I don't see any of the
boys from back home any more.

We'll all go for a beer.

That's what I mean.

Like my name. It's David now.

David?

But money is tight
and people are scared

and it's hard enough making a
living out here as a black east African,

without being a
Muslim called sadam.

Listen, I gotta go.

So, out of nowhere, one of the jurors
comes up with the idea of a snap vote.

Suddenly, I have to
come up with a verdict.

Which way did you go?

Well, I didn't. I abstained.

Why? You must have an opinion.

I do. Of course I do.

But it's not my opinion that's
important, is it? It's yours.

But I'm not in the
jury room, you are.

But only as you, there
to deliver your vote.

I keep telling you, which is
why you've got to do the work.

God, the burdens of
responsible citizenship.

I pay my taxes. I recycle
my rubbish. Isn't that enough?

Joke!

Come on. Let's do it!

So explain this, erm,
triangulation thing again?

Oh, that's just the
cell-site analysis.

And the difference between
a subdural haematoma

and a diffuse
axonal injury is...?

One's from a blow to the head,
the other's from strangulation.

She said, sounding like
she knows which is which.

I've got a friend who's a
doctor, I'll give them a ring.

And I need more wine.

Me, too.

He did do it, didn't he?
Is that what you think?

Isn't that what you
think? That's not the point.

I'll get the wine.

Another bottle, please.

Over there. Over there? Right.

TV: Has caused
much public debate.

Well, the debate itself is
predicted to run late into the night.

If mps vote in
favour of the bill,

then it is widely thought

that this vote could
kick-start a radical overhaul

of what critics have
been calling 'an outdated,

inefficient and
unreliable institution'.

A growing number of
defenders of the jury service

are calling it 'one public
spending cut too many'.

We can now cross live to
our political correspondent -

(door slams)

(Keys jangle)

(Thud of footsteps)

(Another door slams)

Oh!

You're up, huh?

Surprise.

Came back a few days early.

(Sobs) I'm sorry.

Hey.

Oh.

What the hell's
been going on? Hm?

I'm sorry.

(Reads) The third act of
cousin Kate was well-advanced

by the time mrs Moore
re-entered the club.

Windows were barred,

lest the servants should
see their memsahibs acting...

..And the heat was
consequently immense.

One electric fan...

..Revolved like a wounded bird,

another was out of order.

Disinclined to return
to the audience,

she went into the billiard room,

where she was
greeted by, 'i want to...'

'..see the real India.'

What do I do, mum?

What do I do? Do I tell them?

Good night.

Fifty quid says you're
back here tonight.

(Sirens wail)

You have put me
in a terrible position.

Knowing what I now know I
should report you to the authorities.

She's got the hots
for him. How dare you!

I wish you'd thought longer and harder
about the implications of what you've done.

This is information

which puts a completely
different perspective on the case.

Good luck.

(Bell chimes) Do you
find the defendant guilty...

..Or not guilty?

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