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The brother tried to calm her down,

she lashed out with a broken bottle,
he bled to death.

I've secured her a place at
a woman's refuge as of this morning.

Blimey, Marth. Never a good idea
to sleep with a colleague.

I need you to tell me everything.

And for it always to be true.

CW.

Martha Costello.

Are you looking to move?

Well, I'm bloody lonely.
I want a friend.

Prosecute,
and you'll walk into silk.

Non-disclosure of evidence
is as serious as it gets.

See you in front
of the Bar Standards Board.

This is the end of your career,
Reader.

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-- SILK --
--- S02E04 ---

Mr Doyle...

Agreeing to drive the getaway
car in an armed robbery

when you had yet to master
the intricacies of a manual gearbox

marks the nadir of your criminal
career to date.

I sentence you to eight years'
imprisonment.

_

The prosecution's case
hangs on two things -

the Prisoner Escort Record form
and the pathologist's report.

Do you know how many prisoners
develop claustrophobia

when it's time to get in the van?

A fair few, I'm sure.

He told them at the court
he had panic attacks.

But there was no doctor's note
to back it up.

And nothing on the form
about a heart condition.

Because the arrhythmia was only
diagnosed post-mortem.

Exactly. So there was no way
I could've known about it.

Yeah, but you knew
about the panic attacks.

And when you heard
Doyle was in distress...

He didn't sound distressed.

They have a witness, and she claims
she heard him calling for help.

Yeah, well, quite frankly,

that's bollocks,
if you'll pardon my French.

She couldn't have heard
anything from outside that van.

When you're dealing
with an escape situation,

you keep the van locked.
It's basic common sense.

30 years I was in the force,
20 of those as a custody sergeant.

And not one blot on my copybook.

Now look at me.

Jake?

Inventory.

What?

For the insurance.

Right.

Ah! Mr Reader, sir.

Hope you don't mind, your room's
temporarily out of bounds.

What?

Miss Costello needed
somewhere private for her con.

Corporate manslaughter
against a private security company.

- It's a landmark case.
- Only if they lose.

Anyway, she's for the guard,
not the company, isn't she?

Still, seeing as you'll
be in interviews all day...

What, Martha's not doing
the pupillage interviews?

Otherwise engaged, sir.

But don't worry, she and
Mr Cowdrey should find time

to meet with
the shortlist later.

Once you've sorted the wheat
from the chaff, so to speak.

Seriously, Billy, if you've had
anything else come in last minute..?

Not a thing, sir. Anyway, you've got
your Plea and Case Management

coming up for Miss Duggan,
haven't you?

Wouldn't want anything to clash
with that, now, would we, sir?

No.

- Oh...
- Steady.

Thanks.

Martha Costello?

- Roland Elliott.
- Oh!

- You're for V&R.
- Mmm.

We seem to be under surveillance.

Maybe they're worried
we'll hotwire the van.

Would you mind going inside
and banging on the wall for me?

Sure.

You want me inside the cubicle?

Please. And could you shout
as loud as you can?

EXTREMELY FAINT: Hello.
Can you hear me? Hello?

- Is it OK to come out now?
- Yeah. Thanks.

- Personally, I wouldn't want to spend
10 minutes in one of those. - Mmm.

Don't get caught, then.

I feel my strengths particularly
lie in the area of communication.

Would it be the driver of the car?
Er, no, no, no...the, um... Er...

the passenger who bought
the alcohol.

I enjoy...talking to people...

I find I'm able to...
get my point of...

er, view...across...pretty well.

Oh, no, maybe the pedestrian?

Er...

Sorry, could you repeat
the question?

What one thing do I wish
I'd invented?

Errrrrrrrrrm...

Windows.

Er...penicillin?

Sorry. Actually,
can I change my mind?

The Kalashnikov.

SOBBING

Shit...

Billy?

Sorry, sir. I'll need to, erm...call
you back with the, er...details.

He got in a cab.

East or west?

Er...east.

Mr Cowdrey, sir.

Just to let you know that the papers
have come in for the Watling case.

If you need me to bike...

Of course. Of course. Well,
they'll be here when you're done.

OK. Bye.

What did he say?

Dentist.

But he's not?

You don't go east
to get to Harley Street, Jake.

You think it's her?

Oh, yeah, it's her.

- Which means that this, right now,
is the golden hour. - Right.

A chat with a senior junior
could be something or nothing.

But a meeting with the head
of chambers...

That is a statement of intent.

So...

If...?

I'd say a favourable response
would be extremely likely.

No dissent amongst the lower orders?

Big bad prosecutor coming to ruffle
all those defence feathers?

It's a good time to redress
the balance.

Because I'd need to be sure of
feeling the love in the clerks' room.

I've seen the alternative.

Missing briefs, diary conflicts...

Eventually, the work dries up.

I promise you, Caroline,
you'll feel nothing but love.

Is that a personal guarantee, Alan?

It's certainly a professional one.

I can work with that.

In which case, I'll arrange a meet
with senior members.

Very discreetly, of course.

You'll make your formal application.

Should be done and dusted
by the quarterly exec meeting.

Till then?

Mum's the word.

Marvellous.

Er... Leila George?

It's just up here.

So, Daniel, you were
with the police for five years,

and during the last two,
you were also studying for your CPE?

That's right.

Can't have been easy.

Well, no.

But I... I joined the service
straight out of university,

um...went down the fast track route,

and then discovered I was
more interested in the law than...

than career progression.

Once I realised that, I did
what I had to to make it happen.

You've got to be kidding.

Well, he's the most interesting of
the bunch. He's got life experience.

- He's got self confidence.
- He's so earnest.

And humourless. All that "I did what
I had to do", it was just so...

Well, I'm sorry if he didn't
crack enough jokes for you, Clive,

but I think focus and ambition
are a little bit more important.

- What about the girl?
- Leila?

- I thought she was excellent.
- Oh, here we go.

- She's bright, articulate. Loads of
relevant work experience. - What?

More relevant than five years
in law enforcement?

You're not even having a pupil. I'm the one
who has to live with who we choose.

I rather think that makes the
decision somewhat easier.

CLIVE SIGHS

Cheer up. It's only for six months.

Yeah, well, six months can feel
like a really long time.

Spoken like the true king
of commitment.

How is George, by the way?

- She's fine, thanks.
- Mmm.

- In fact, she's better than fine.
- Mmm?

Well, just wait till she hears
your new pupil's an ex-copper.

_

Good morning.

Have you seen Alasdair McKinley
in action before?

No, I haven't.

Well, brace yourself.

You will hear how this
distressed young man

shouted repeatedly for help.

Passers-by heard him.

They even attempted to intervene,

but it was only when
it was too late,

when an ominous silence had fallen
and the victim was past help,

that Michael Ward
finally opened the door

to find Richard Doyle
dead in his cubicle.

This was a breach of the most
basic duty of care.

Michael Ward not only failed
to come to his aid,

he actively prevented anyone
else from doing so.

Now, the defence are going
to quote you statistics

about the chances of resuscitation.

They will try to cast doubt

as to whether the paramedics
could have saved Richard's life

had they been called sooner.

And they will tell you repeatedly
that at all times,

Ward was following V&R Security's
established protocols.

But the fact remains -

at the point when Richard Doyle,
scared and in pain,

shouted for help,

Michael Ward's actions deprived him
of any chance of survival.

And what is his excuse
for those actions?

He was only following orders.

Now, where have we heard
that before?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yes?

Mr Reader?

- The clerks said that I...
- Clive, not Mr Reader. You're a pupil, not a clerk.

Right.

You need to be here by eight
every morning.

I like my coffee white, one sugar.

You do exactly as you're told, you
watch, you listen, and you speak when spoken to.

Got it?

Sure.

Right. I'll be out for a couple
of hours. So, erm...

I don't know...

Sit there, and...think about
how lucky you are to be here.

Long QT syndrome is one of the more
common forms of cardiac arrhythmia.

It's also the one
most frequently linked

with Sudden Adult Death Syndrome.

Could you explain how you diagnosed
this condition, Professor Nyman?

In the absence of an alternative
cause of death,

I applied a diagnostic score system

whereby points are assigned
for a variety of factors.

Such as?

One example would be
congenital deafness.

In this case, the deceased
had no hearing in his left ear.

Another factor would be the previous
unexpected death of a family member.

Again, the deceased had an uncle

who had died suddenly
several years before.

So Richard Doyle appeared
to fit the profile?

Absolutely.

So what conclusion did you reach
about the cause of death?

I believe that the stress
of being locked

for an extended period of time
in a cramped cubicle

caused a fatal arrhythmic attack.

That's what killed him.

Thank you, Professor Nyman.

Professor Nyman...

Isn't it true that Richard Doyle
was a binge-drinker

who was receiving treatment for
cirrhosis of the liver, yet he...

He never told his Doctor
about these so-called palpitations?

Well, not so far as I'm aware.

But he did mention them
to the Prisoner Custody Officer.

But, even so, I mean,
how could Mr Ward have known

that these were the signs
of a potentially fatal condition?

If he'd responded to the attack, it
would have quickly become apparent.

Isn't an undiagnosed
arrhythmia dangerous

because it could kill you
at any time?

That's correct.

So, if that's what killed him,

Richard Doyle could just as easily
have died at home in his bed,

or watching the TV?

In theory, it's possible.

So you can't actually link

the stress of being left
in the back of the van

with this alleged arrhythmic attack?

On the contrary.

The deceased had only complained
of experiencing symptoms

in situations
he considered stressful.

To suggest that it was a coincidence

that he was locked in a cubicle
the size of a coffin

when he had a fatal attack is,
frankly, preposterous.

OK.

So even if he did have an attack,
and it was brought on by stress,

can you categorically say that calling
the ambulance 20 minutes earlier

would have saved his life?

No, I can't.

But I can say that calling it after
he'd died was definitely too late.

I was about to cross at the lights,

when these two blokes just
popped up through the skylights,

and legged it towards the flyover.

I mean, I couldn't believe it.

And how did the officers
in the van respond?

Well, they were just sat there
like sacks of potatoes,

and so I shouted, you know,
"They're getting away,"

and then they jumped out
pretty smartish.

What happened next?

Well, there was this banging
coming from the back of the van,

and I heard a man's voice saying,
"Let me out, let me out, help me."

And how did the defendant,
Michael Ward, respond?

He just stood there.

And how long did this go on for?

Well, at least five minutes.

And then, suddenly, it was quiet.

And then I knew.

I knew something wasn't right.

- Your Honour... - Just keep
to the facts, please, Mrs Lloyd.

Were you standing on the pavement?

That's right.

And did you stay on the pavement?

Well, yeah.

I mean, I'm not going to stand
in the middle of a busy road, am I?

So you were say, what, erm...

Ten feet away?

About that.

See, Mrs Lloyd,

these vans have double-thickness
panels in the walls.

In fact, they're so soundproof that,
well, as you told us,

Mr Ward and his colleague initially
didn't hear the prisoners escaping.

So how do you expect us to believe
that you could hear

exactly what Doyle was saying
from that distance?

I know what I heard.

I heard that boy dying.

SOBBING

Ahem...

Mrs Lloyd,

I suggest, from that distance
of ten feet,

given the weather and the traffic,

it would have been impossible
to hear what someone was saying

inside that van,
no matter how loud they shouted.

Well, maybe I've got better
hearing than most.

Ahem...

She's lying. And you just let her.

I know she is.

I pushed as hard as I could,

but I can't accuse a witness
of perjury unless I can prove it.

They believed every word.

The most convincing witnesses are
the ones who believe they're right.

Now, whether they are or not,

- that's not the point. - Then put me
up there, and I'll tell 'em.

He never called for help.

He called me a this, that
and the other,

and told me to open the doors,
but he never called for help.

And he didn't
"just suddenly go quiet".

I banged on the side
and told him to pipe down.

The trouble is, we only have
your word against hers.

Do you think I'd have left that lad
in there if I thought he was in trouble?

That's not what I'm saying.

Because rules or no rules,

I'd have had him straight out
and sod the guidelines.

Wouldn't be the first time.

You've ignored
the guidelines in the past?

I didn't say that.

Don't you start putting
words in my mouth.

I know how you lot work.

Mr Ward.
I am not trying to trip you up.

But they're making out that
you followed the rulebooks,

regardless of the consequences.

Yeah, cos I'd have lasted 20 years
in a custody suite

- if that's how I did things.
- What about now?

What matters is the company's
standing by me

because I stuck to their rules.

Which, in this case,
is exactly what I did.

But if there's a problem
with the way V&R do things,

then I need to know.

I never said there was a problem.

Mr Ward,

I can't do my job
if I don't have the full picture.

Your job is to represent me.

And I've told you what I want.

Fatima...

It's true.

He's dead because of me.

I understand you feel responsible
for what happened to your brother.

But that doesn't make you
guilty of murder.

If you plead guilty at this stage,

that'll be it.

We won't even have a chance
to give your side of the story.

I really need you
to work with me here.

She just needs time.

Which we don't have to give her.

Seriously, George.

I don't know what else I can do.

I know you believe in her, but if she
won't give me anything else to go on...

She's just starting to trust you.
You can't bail on her now.

No. God, of course not.

Because I'm really
counting on you here.

I'm just frustrated, that's all.

I'll think of something.

Good.

See you later.

I reckon 25.

Nah, he's got to be older than that.
I'd say at least 30.

Not bad looking, though.

You reckon?

LAUGHTER

What's the occasion?

Drinks for our new pupil.

- Seriously? - Seemed the least
we could do after you abandoned him.

I didn't abandon him.

Don't take it out on Daniel because
you couldn't get your own way.

It's just petty, and frankly,
it makes you look like a tosser.

I had a con with a very scared,
very devout Muslim client.

She isn't comfortable
being in the same room as me,

let alone some bloke
she's never even met before.

- I didn't know.
- No, well...

How did it go?

Terrible.

George is convinced she's going to
open up eventually,

but I'm not so sure.

You've got to find a way
to make her feel safe.

You want her to share
stuff with you,

you've got to share something
with her first.

Like what?

SHE SIGHS

Well, I don't know, Clive.

You must've had a dog that died,
or...

Or a nanny that got sacked
for stealing the silver.

Do we still have to call him Sir
even though he's just a pupil?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Always. It's like this rule.

And you're not supposed to talk
to them anyway.

Not unless it's about... work.

Or parking.

Right.

Well, it's a pretty big deal,
isn't it?

Having a company in the dock
for manslaughter?

Well, except the only person
actually in the dock is my client.

Meanwhile, the company gets
to hide behind 300 pages

of employee guidelines.

Hmm. Sounds familiar.

You ever read Code C
of the Codes of Practice?

- For custody officers?
- Mmm.

- Once or twice.
- Mm-hmm.

Will you miss being
a police officer?

No.

Wasn't for me.

I could see the appeal,
being part of something bigger.

Knowing the other guys
have got your back.

I think that's what
ex-coppers miss the most.

The support network.

But no.

Thank you.

Your room has a lock, doesn't it?

Best not. Might end up
with the pupil joining us.

I'm game if you are.

I'll get my bag.

_

Ready?

Yeah.

CLERK: All rise.

There was a bit of a hold-up
when we got to the van.

But he was just asking
how far it was,

because he was worried about his mum
getting there for visits.

So did Richard Doyle
seem reluctant to get in?

Not really.

But the other blokes were getting wet,
so there was a bit of pushing and shoving.

- So he wasn't reluctant, but had
to be pushed into the van? - No.

The step gives way a bit, and it was
slippery, so he sort of stumbled.

And fell against the door.

But he was fine
when I locked him in.

And during the escape,

what state was
Richard Doyle in then?

I don't know.

I was chasing the other guys.

Didn't even know
if he was still in the van.

And when you finally returned,

having failed to recapture
the escapees,

what state was he in then?

Er...

He was dead.

And at all times,

you were following the guidelines
laid down by V&R Security?

Yes.

Thank you, Mr Wright.

Mr Wright...

The employee's handbook
states, does it not,

that officers should err
on the side of caution

when dealing with
vulnerable prisoners?

By which they mean
those with pre-existing

physical or mental conditions.

Well, yeah.

You don't want to get sued.

And if a condition,
such as a panic disorder,

had been entered into
the Prisoner Escort Record,

then that prisoner
should be regarded as vulnerable,

is that right?

Well, yeah.

So...

Whilst it's accepted procedure
during an escape attempt

to secure any remaining prisoners
in the vehicle,

if a vulnerable prisoner should
require assistance during that time,

you'd understand those guidelines
to mean

that you should help that prisoner?

I guess you ought to check it out
pretty quickly.

Which means,

if your colleague had followed
the company guidelines correctly,

he'd have gone to Richard Doyle's
assistance straight away?

Er...

Well...

Yeah.

Thank you, Mr Wright.

I thought we were standing together.

Well, we still have to
fight our own corners.

That wasn't fighting your own corner,
that was cutting Michael Ward's throat.

I'm sorry you see it that way.

- Did you know he was going
to say that? - No, I didn't.

- He basically said it was my fault.
- I know...

All that stuff about the guidelines
and vulnerable prisoners,

it's just a load of rubbish.

Yeah, but it is in the guidelines?

Yeah, but you've seen that handbook,
it's the size of a bloody house,

you couldn't apply half of it
even if you wanted to

because we don't have the manpower.

- Well, what do you do? - Use your
common sense and experience.

That's why they hire ex-coppers.

They need people they can trust,

and then they expect you
to get on with it.

They're sending over up-to-date
copies of the handbook

and all the training software.

But if the bike's not
here in the next half an hour,

you need to chase it up.

- Yes, Miss. - And open the package
as soon as it arrives.

I want to be sure the discs they're
sending are ones we can actually use.

Oh, Daniel, are you busy?

He's doing an advice for me.

- No, I'm almost done.
- No, it's all right.

Bethany.

I need you to find every previous
case involving V&R Security Ltd.

That means inquests,
civil prosecutions, the works.

And if you don't know where to look,

- you need to ask John.
- Yeah.

Billy Lamb.

Yeah, yeah!

You're not wrong there.
It's a crying shame.

I could barely watch
the second half.

Listen, Harry, I've got some
information I think we should share.

And we are talking about the current
transfer window?

You are sure about that?

Positive.

She met the manager last Friday.

Still got to pass the medical.

Negotiations are advancing.

You'll forgive me
for saying this, Harry,

but you don't seem entirely
surprised.

Well, the old sixth sense
had been twitching a bit.

Ha, I should say.

Your biggest player.
Trying to sign for someone else.

Question is, what are you
going to do about it?

Sometimes it's best to let these
things take their course.

SHE EXHALES DEEPLY

Go home, Miss.

A girl's got to sleep.

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Oooh, quoting Warren Zevon?
Things must be desperate.

It's Bon Jovi, actually.

- Ah.
- But yeah.

Yeah, they are a bit.

Anything I can do?

Remind me never to trust
a defence barrister.

Goodnight, Miss.

I need your permission
to take a different approach.

What do you mean?

After what happened yesterday,

it's not enough saying
you just followed the rules,

because the company are now saying
that's not true.

- You mean that barrister is. He was
the who's trying to... - No, no.

He's only following
their instructions.

They can't do that.

They said they'd stand by me.

- They said... - Whoa, whoa, whoa...
What did they say?

They said the prosecution
would try to divide us,

use my word against theirs
to make us all look guilty.

So the best thing we could do
was stand together.

If I started making waves, it'd
just look like I was blaming them.

Well, that's why you've got me.

I like making waves.

And, trust me,

they don't deserve your loyalty.

Mr Purdey.

You're Head of Operations
for V&R Security,

with responsibility
for the recruitment and training

of all employees, are you not?

I am.

We want to ensure that our staff
have the skills

to deal with every eventuality.

And you personally oversaw
the compilation of the handbook

which outlines the protocols
they're expected to follow?

I did.

We tried to ensure
that the guidelines

were as clear and comprehensive
as possible,

in order to limit the margin
for human error.

Your Honour...

Could the jury please disregard Mr
Purdey's reference to human error?

That has not yet been established.

Point taken, Miss Costello.

Ahem...

SHE SIGHS

Mr Purdey, I've been reading
your employee handbook,

and I wondered if you could help me
with something?

I'll certainly try.

It says here...

When I find it...

"If a prisoner requests medical
assistance prior to transportation,

"the officer in charge should:

"A - arrange for the prisoner
to be seen by a doctor immediately,

"B - inform the prison to have
medical assistance standing by,

"or C - alert the prisoner escort
officers to the request,

"and take no further action,

depending on the seriousness
of the prisoner's condition."

Right.

So how does the officer decide how
serious the prisoner's condition is?

Well, as you'll see, there are
a number of determining factors.

Let's say a headache for example?

Well, there are headaches
and headaches.

Say a...

A bad headache, but the prisoner
can still walk and talk.

I would probably inform the prison

that they may need
medical attention on arrival.

Right.

Which is what your officer did
in July, 2009,

when Lucas Freeman
complained of a headache

prior to a seven-hour journey
in the back of one of your vans.

And that headache turned out
to be meningitis, didn't it?

That...that was
a very particular case.

And that officer who had
followed your guidelines

and reached the same conclusion
that you just did then...

He was sacked for negligence.

So the guidelines didn't work,

and your employee took the blame.

And as a result of that inquest,

weren't you ordered
to make improvements

to your employee training
procedures?

Which we did. We complied with all
the coroner's rulings.

The coroner also said you should
have three officers per van,

didn't he?

So that one could
travel in the back.

We are in the process of increasing
our staffing levels.

Right.

Yet, here in the latest edition
of your handbook, it says...

"One officer must monitor
the prisoners inside the van,

"whilst one officer secures
the exterior,

"and another liaises
with the emergency services."

So that's, what? Oh, three in total.

Well, as I say, we are aiming...

But in the meantime,

how can two officers be expected
to follow your protocols

when they're a man short?

The fact is, if there'd been a third
officer in the back of that van,

that third officer
that you should have hired...

...Richard Doyle would still
be alive today.

Um...

Making us look bad won't make
your client look any less negligent.

I have to say that was extremely
short-sighted.

I'm sorry you see it that way.

He's still the one who heard a dying
man's cries and did nothing.

The jury won't forget that.

Ahem...

- So what do you think? It went well,
right? - Well, to a point.

There's still
the issue of negligence.

What?

So I've burned my bridges with V&R,

and now you're telling me
I'm no better off than I was before?

Look, talk me through what you heard
when Doyle was inside the van.

I told you what I heard.

You mean did he shout, "Argh,
my chest hurts?, I think I'm dying"?

Er...

What if I'd opened that door
ten minutes earlier? Or even five?

Would it have made a difference?

Well, would it?

I very much doubt it.

But you can't say for sure, can you?

No-one can.

DOOR OPENS

Billy?

You realise this is it now, Sir? You
and George. You're in it for life.

It's a little melodramatic.

Not at all.

Because if anything goes wrong,
it's not just you that loses work.

You think poor,
heartbroken Miss Duggan

is going to instruct
anyone else in chambers

when she might run the risk
of bumping into you?

George isn't like that. Sex and
work. They're two separate things.

Well, I hope you're right, Sir.

Because mess this up
and it gets back to Alan,

well, you won't be forgiven
a second time.

Something you might want
to think about.

- Clive!
- Sorry, I got held up.

She's been waiting 20 minutes.
The hearing's tomorrow.

Well, I'm here now.

HE SIGHS

Oh, thank you so much.

Completely parched.

HE SIGHS

HE SIGHS

HE SIGHS

You know, when I was quite young...

..I was about six or seven...

..I was sent away to school.

I was really excited,

I thought it was going to be
this great adventure,

but for some reason,
when I got there,

I discovered that my face
just didn't fit.

There was a group of boys
in my year, and...

Well...

they decided they didn't like me,
and that was that.

It was just basic nasty bullying.

It was cruel,
and sometimes it was...

It was actually quite violent.

But while I hated them and I hated
what they were doing to me...

...a part of me felt guilty.

It was as if they could see
something in me that...

deserved to be punished.

And the worst part was that I ended
up feeling like they might be right.

Six years old.

Those boys made me feel so ashamed,

that it never even occurred to me
to ask for help.

Because you can still feel guilt,

terrible, overwhelming guilt,

even when something
isn't your fault.

But it doesn't mean you deserve
to be punished.

Hey, Marth.

Took your advice.

What advice?

About the whole "I'll show you mine
if you show me yours" thing.

Nice.

Yeah, it worked.

Good.

It was completely knackering.

- Do you do that every time?
- Pretty much.

I don't know how you manage it.

Listen,
do you want to go for a drink?

Can't. I've got a con.

Anyway, I thought you'd have plans?

No. Not tonight.

Oh, why?
Has she finally seen through you?

No.

Erm.. listen, I was wondering
if we could talk...

The Old Street Lounge
and Bar, know it?

No. Can't say I do.

Good. Can you both be there
at 8:30 on Friday?

Sure.

Excellent.

That's very cryptic.

Anyway, listen...

PHONE RINGS
Sorry, sorry...

Sorry.
Liam. Hiya.

Yeah. Yeah, thanks for doing this.

You can still come here?

Great. Yeah.

I'll scrounge together
some chambers booze.

SHE LAUGHS

You'll be lucky!

We're not 18 any more, you know.

Yeah.

See you then.

Prof Nyman, I've heard of,

but where did you find this second
pathologist? Dr Miles Radcliffe?

Oh, we didn't.

The coroner ordered a second independent
postmortem before he released the body,

and then by the time CPS
brought charges,

it was too late to do another.

And no-one called him as a witness?

Well, there didn't seem much point.
He basically agreed with Nyman.

Why?

It just seems a bit odd.

Two separate pathologists,

both so eager to go with
a diagnosis of Long QT syndrome.

Is it that unusual?

It's fairly unusual. But it's more
that the original report

mentioned blood in the abdomen
and bruising around the liver.

So I can't understand why they were
so quick to rule out

an abdominal bleed as cause of death.

Nyman put it down to later
injuries caused by CPR.

- He said he couldn't find
another source. - Yeah, I know.

Which makes me wonder
how hard he looked.

Because you'd struggle to get
a bruise in that location from CPR.

Well, what else could've caused it?

Maybe a blow or a fall.

A fall?

This guy had pretty acute cirrhosis.

His clotting factors would've been
massively reduced.

It wouldn't take much
to cause a serious bleed.

OK, so, say they're wrong,

and say Doyle did die from
internal bleeding -

would he have been shouting out,
saying he was in pain?

It's more likely he would have got
gradually quieter and weaker

till he lost consciousness.

I hope that helps.

Definitely.

Here, we'd better finish this
and then I can hide the evidence.

OK. But I haven't got long.

I promised I'd get
back for bathtime.

THEY CHUCKLE

You busy?

No.

Get hold of as much background
information as you can

on Dr Miles Radcliffe.
Home Office pathologist.

Oh, and look into Professor
Stephen Nyman while you're at it.

Am I looking for something specific?

I don't know yet.

But I've got a nagging feeling
that I've missed something.

So...just start looking
and see what you find.

Yes, ma'am.

Sorry, force of habit.

Yeah, well, don't -
it makes me feel like the Queen!

How's our girl?

Thriving.

She's got a landmark
case on at the moment.

- Defending?
- Course!

What about Lady Macbeth?

Find her friend, did you?

Oh, yeah. That's handled.

Funny thing is, Harry Loughton
says she won't be missed.

A silk, one of his biggest earners,
he's happy to wave goodbye?

Seems there's...issues.

Woman like that,
it's usually drink or depression.

Or she's shagged too many
married tenants.

Could be.

Hang on.

Nearly forgot.

Aren't you going to count it?

Well, if you can't trust
a solicitor...

THEY CHUCKLE

There she is.

Billy.

Congenital means
"from birth", doesn't it?

- I think so. Time for a quick chat,
Miss? - Not really.

It's important.

Five minutes.

Alan wants us to diversify,

which means bringing in
more prosecution work.

- And more prosecutors?
- Yes.

I'm not asking you to confirm or
deny this, but I'm just saying.

If we were looking for prosecutors,

Caroline Warwick
may not be the way to go.

- Why not? - There's been issues
at her current chambers.

What issues?

- They've kept it quiet, but I've
heard a rumour... - Oh, let me guess,

is it booze? Or maybe
a nervous breakdown?

Before you jump down...

Common knowledge, isn't it?
All female barristers either drink,

shag around or lose cases
when they're premenstrual.

I disagree, I know at least two
that are teetotal and celibate.

But the rest of us are
workaholic spinsters

- who don't play well with others.
- Hear me out...

No, actually I won't.
You know what, Billy? To be honest,

I expected better.

You know, it's weird, private
fees are way down this quarter.

Yeah, well, it's the nature
of the business, John.

Everything goes in cycles.

One minute you're in favour,
next minute you're not.

It's good to remember that.

Thanks.

The Home Office
gave me the runaround.

But I finally got through to
a woman in hospital administration

and after a bit of persuading

she sent me through Radcliffe's
full employment record.

- And what about Nyman?
- She had his on file, as well.

Really?

Turns out Radcliffe used to be
Nyman's senior registrar.

And when he applied to go

on the Home Office list last year,
guess who he gave as referee?

And nobody in the Coroner's office
picked up on this?

That their two "independent
experts" are old colleagues?

Well, it's a small pool. Chances are
a lot of them know each other.

Yeah, but Nyman's his boss.

His bloody mentor
by the sounds of it.

No wonder he didn't want to
contradict him.

What are those?

I just did a trawl and printed off
everything I could find online

about Professor Nyman.

OK.

Good.

- Fancy a beer?
- Yeah, sure.

Oh. Sorry.
We thought you were pizza.

- Excuse me?
- Clive? What are you doing here?

What's going on?

We're working.

Oh for God's sake, Clive.

So how come you're only looking
into the pathologists' report now?

Because I never had reason to
question the cause of death before.

- You know, maybe...
- I've got something.

No.

It's the transcript from
a GMC hearing in 2008.

Radcliffe?

No, Nyman. They temporarily
suspended his licence.

We're back in.

Listen, I'm gonna leave you to it.

- OK. Wasn't there something you...
- No, no. It's fine.

When did they let him
back on the Home Office list?

I'm not saying my learned colleague
was aware of the GMC ruling...

I should hope not.

But clearly the information
should have been disclosed.

Your Honour, Professor Nyman was
originally retained by the coroner's office,

it appears an assumption was made...

You still have a continuing duty
to disclose, Mr McKinley.

That is non-negotiable.

Yes, Your Honour.

Your application to have Professor Nyman
recalled is granted, Miss Costello.

As is the application
to adduce bad character.

Professor Nyman,

how many cases of
Long QT Syndrome

have you diagnosed
over the past five years?

I couldn't say
off the top of my head.

But you're considered quite
an authority on it, aren't you?

You've written papers and so on.

That's correct.

But I couldn't give an exact figure
without checking my files.

Well, let's focus on two, shall we?

Margaret Blakefield
and Antony Dowling.

Now, you performed
postmortems on both of them,

and reached a conclusion of
fatal arrhythmia in both cases.

Yes.

But that conclusion was challenged
by three other pathologists,

wasn't it?

There was a difference of opinion.
It happens.

A "difference of opinion"

which led to a disciplinary hearing
in front of the GMC

and a temporary suspension
of your Home Office accreditation?

Yes...

Because the GMC believed
that you showed, and I quote...

"..a reluctance to change
from your original findings,

"even when presented with
directly contradictory evidence".

I can see that it might be
confusing for a lay person...

Oh actually, no.

It's very clear.

You're so keen to find evidence
of your pet theory

that you've been
repeatedly shown to miss

the more obvious
causes of death.

Professor Nyman. If you suffer
from a loss of hearing,

as a result of a bout of mumps, can
that be called congenital deafness?

- No, it cannot.
- I see.

And what does the term "SUDEP" mean?

Sudden Death In Epilepsy.

It's when someone dies
from an epileptic attack.

Right.

So if Richard Doyle
lost his hearing after having mumps

and if his uncle
died from an epileptic fit,

would those factors be relevant
to a diagnosis of Long QT Syndrome?

No, they would not.

And yet you based your conclusion

that he suffered a fatal arrhythmic
attack on those very factors?

- I wasn't aware... - But surely
you read Doyle's medical history?

Clearly you spoke
to his next of kin.

I mean, you must have been aware

that he suffered from cirrhosis
of the liver?

Yes, of course.

Which means that if he received
a blow to his abdomen,

in the region of his liver,
it could cause a bleed?

Possibly one serious enough
to kill him?

It's possible, in theory,

but he didn't receive any such blow
prior to his death.

But we know now that Doyle lost his
footing on the step into the van.

I mean, couldn't the bruising
that you attributed to CPR

actually have come from falling
against the prison van door?

I don't believe so, no.

Professor Nyman, was there sufficient
blood in Richard Doyle's abdomen

to fit with a diagnosis
of internal haemorrhage?

It's not simply a question
of volume...

Yes or no, Professor Nyman?

Yes!

GALLERY MURMURS

And had he suffered this bleeding
as a result of a blow to his liver,

could his death really have been
caused by the stress

of being locked in the back
of that van?

Clearly not.

And would his chances of survival
have been greatly increased

if he'd received medical aid
20 minutes earlier?

It's unlikely.

Thank you, Professor Nyman.

- Shall we wait here? - They'll call us
back in when they're ready for us.

Maybe you should get a coffee?

In respect of count one
on the indictment,

that of corporate manslaughter,
do you find the defendants,

V&R Security Ltd,
guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

And in respect of count two
on the indictment,

that of gross negligence
manslaughter,

do you find the defendant,
Michael Ward,

guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

GALLERY MURMURS

No hard feelings, I hope?

We got the right result in the end.

Did we?

Enjoy your victory, Martha.
I certainly shall.

Right. First round's on me.
Better a lush than a spinster.

- Sorry?
- Doesn't matter.

Jesus, Billy.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm looking at the bigger picture,
sir.

In the dark?

Do my best thinking in the dark.

I think about my barristers

and how I can make sure
they achieve their potential.

'Cos that's what I do.
I plan ahead.

Good to know.

Now, another barrister,
like, say, Caroline Warwick,

they might put work your way
to get their foot in the door,

but it won't last, trust me.

Barristers are like thoroughbreds.
Sleek. Focused on winning.

And utterly selfish.

That's why you need me.
Looking out for you long-term.

Something to bear in mind
when she makes her application.

Nice of you to join us.

Yeah.

Listen, Marth, I've had a letter
from the Bar Standards Board.

About Oxford?

I really need your help.

Jesus, Clive.

Well, I'm afraid I've
dragged you both here for no reason.

Our esteemed colleague seems to have
had an attack of the jitters.

She's changed her mind?

Wants to take a rain check.

You didn't mention this evening
to anyone, did you?

Got the impression
she was worried there'd been a leak.

George Duggan is for Christmas.
Silk is for life.

I've never felt like this
before, so this is

more difficult for me than I can say.

This work, it will corrupt
your every waking moment.

And when you lose,
I don't want that for you.

I know about the Ali family.

What do you know?

Fatima. Tell us what happened
that night, with your family.

Are you an angry man, Mr Ali?

I will not talk to
someone as ignorant as you.

GLASS SMASHES

I'm the Senior Clerk in here!

What's the matter with you?

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