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To be fair, it can't be much fun
being a racist.

You do all this stuff
with them students,

milking it about
how much you've changed,

how much of a better man
you are now, yet you thought

exactly the same way as I did
when you were my age, didn't you?

I'll tuck you in.

- What are you doing in bed with Dad?
- I was tired, Matthew.

I'm going to commit a murder
to begin a race war.

Another MP, Rosie Cooper.

I know who the informant is.

It's this slug called Robbie Mullen.

A lot of people
won't forget what he's done.

The police are here.
It's about the boys.

Someone's made a threat
against them.

Listen, listen, look.
I'm... I'm leaving here now.

Where were these images posted?

We found them on a thread
in a mobile seized yesterday.

We believe the original posts are
linked to National Action.

I'm sorry. He's gonna have to go.

That's it now.
We can't keep doing this.

Robbie, this trial isn't
far off now, lad,

and you're going to have
to demonstrate to the jury

that you're not the same as Renshaw
and the others,

that they can trust you,

cos you're different from them.

Is this some sort of test?

Sticking me in the middle
of Nigeria,

see how he handles it, yeah?

- You're scared, aren't you?
- No!

Cos you want me to stand up in court

and tell everybody
that I'm a changed man and I'm not!

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Jack Renshaw, stand up.

You've been found guilty
of four counts

of inciting a child to engage
in sexual activities.

You've displayed
not one shred of remorse

and the defence you put forward,

that your phone had been hacked,
was as lacking

in evidence as it was credibility.

These are very serious offences
against minors,

and in one case,
a boy as young as 13,

and society needs protection

against predatory paedophiles
like you.

I impose upon you a prison sentence
of 16 months.

Take him down.

Jack! We love you, son!

16 months. It could have been worse.

God, it's going to be
in the newspapers.

The whole fucking world's
gonna read it.

The judge ordered reporting
restrictions

because of the upcoming trial
for the plan to kill the MP.

No detail from this case
can be published

until after that's taken place.

What? So, they can't print it yet?

We've got a bit of time.

But the story will come out, Jack.

I've got to warn you,
it's a shithole in here.

I live with four lads.
Yous all stink.

All right, lad?

Yeah, I'm very well, thank you.
How are you?

Lovely. Yeah, what a beautiful day!

Are you not going to eat that?

I'm not hungry.

Save it for later.

How are you feeling?

Been doing anything exciting?

Watching the telly?

Any boxsets you'd like to recommend?

I haven't been watching much telly.

I've just... just been
on the computer.

What did you say?

I've not been watching telly.
I've been on the computer.

You're being careful about what
websites you've been going on?

- Robbie?
- You're telling me what to do again.

Yeah, I am telling you what to do,
yeah.

Because if you've been getting
in touch

with any of your old pals
from National Action

or if you've been looking

at some kind of Combat 18 website
or the BNP

or whatever right-wing shite
you used to look at,

then this trial will collapse
and you'll end up in prison.

Where we're from, most people end up
in prison anyway, don't they?

- Oh, what kind of comment's that, eh?
- All right, come on.

Wish I was going to prison

instead of standing in court
grassing on people.

Will you shut up
about being a grass?

Who are you trying to protect
anyway?

Jack Renshaw?

Because he's just been convicted
for grooming young boys.

We've only got your word
for that though.

You could be trying to trick us.

Why would I wanna trick you?

- I don't know. Why wouldn't you?
- Are you stupid or something?

Stupid? Why am I stupid?

You're an ungrateful little twat.

- Hey, that's enough!
- Yeah.

- Yeah, all of this.
- All of this?!

- Look at all this you've got here...
- Look, will you pack it in?

Please, the two of you,
you're worse than the boys!

You, get in the shower.
Wash your hair!

And you, you can get
the hoover out.

I'm sorry

if I sounded ungrateful before,
but...

I just don't like it.
It's full of Blacks and Asians.

Rob, come on.

I know I'm not supposed to say
things like that,

but I can't help it.

It's the way that I feel.

Well, I know it looks bad but...

No, what looks bad, lad,
is if you get caught out lying.

At least if you tell the truth,
then no-one can trip you up.

Are you expecting anyone?

You're joking, aren't you?
Nobody else knows I live here.

- All right?
- Yeah.

Someone to see you, lad.

Mill!

Hello, baby!

Hello! What you doing?

B-b-b-b-b... Hello!

Well, at least he's glad to see
someone. How is he anyway?

Unhelpful, angry.

Suspicious.

Well, his usual jolly self then.

This could be end of us,
you know that?

I mean, if this all goes wrong,

then our reputation
is shot to pieces.

So, it all hangs
on a big, sulky racist from Widnes?

It's not funny!

She's got a point.

You need to try and get out,
you know, meet people.

What, round here?

Yes, round here.

It's not doing you any good sitting
in that flat all day by yourself.

I've ruined my life, I know I have.

You have not.

What if they don't believe me,

the jury?

It's my word against theirs,
isn't it?

Yeah, but you're telling the truth.

I don't wanna do it any more.

That's the truth.

I just wanna go back
to the way things were before.

Oi, what you playing at?
Get to the back of the queue, bruv!

I'm not eating. I'm not eating.

You all right, Chris?

How... How's it going?

I've been hearing whispers
about you.

Look, they hacked my phone.

They put all this stuff on it
to destroy my reputation.

It's all fucking lies!

I mean, they're making me out
like I'm some sort of paedo.

Matthew Collins is behind it all.
He's trying to destroy me.

This could make us all look bad.

That won't happen.

I promise you that won't happen.

He's got a big day
in front of him tomorrow.

Try and make him look respectable,
Shimmy.

I'll do my best.

Who's at the bar mitzvah?

That's my grandson, Reuben.

I'll be honest with you, Matthew,

he's got it tough.

Him and his sisters,
they go to the Jewish school.

Whole place surrounded
by barbed wire.

Hold still.

Three security guards on the door.

It's the same
with all the Jewish schools.

That it should come to that, eh,

in this day and age.

Children having to cross barbed wire

to go to school.

- He looks dapper, don't he?
- Yeah.

You look really handsome,
dead smart.

How do you feel?

Like a twat.

Oh, no, like a used car salesman
or something.

- I wouldn't buy life insurance off you.
- Stop it!

Don't listen.
Robbie, you look great.

You look like someone
who's doing the right thing.

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There he is!

_

Hey.

You all right?
So, listen, Matthew can't be here,

not until you've both given
evidence,

but he wanted me to tell you,

you look better
without the bum fluff.

Come on, you'll be fine.

In here.

Sorry, mate, can I help you?

Are you connected to the case?

- I'm connected with the defence.
- Oh, right.

You know him?

No.

He's just trying to freak you out.
Come on, let's get you some tea.

Court will rise.

Members of the jury,
it will be alleged by the Crown

that the defendants hold
extreme views.

All of you, I suspect, hold views

which could be described
as the very opposite of these.

You're not racist,
you're not homophobic,

you're not anti-Semitic.

But it is not a criminal offence
in this country

just to hold these views,

however repulsive you feel
they might be.

We live in a free society

and the law tolerates
the holding of these opinions.

Ladies and gentlemen, I appear
on behalf of the prosecution.

Mr Atkinson, I'm going to ask you
to pause for a moment there,

as we need to hear from Mr Jackson.

- What have you done?
- My lord.

I don't care any more.

It's too late for me.

Thank you, my lord.
I represent Mr Renshaw,

and I would seek, with your leave,

that you have him re-arraigned
on counts one and two.

If this is how you wish to proceed.

It is how I'm instructed,
Your Lordship.

Jack Renshaw,
will you stand up, please?

You are charged on count one
of this indictment

of engaging in conduct
in preparation of a terrorist act,

namely the murdering
of Rosie Cooper MP.

Are you guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

On count two, you are charged
with making a threat to kill.

The particulars are
that, on July 1st, 2017,

you made a threat to Robbie Mullen

that you would kill
DC Victoria Henderson,

intending that Robbie Mullen
would fear

that said threat would
be carried out.

Are you guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

Renshaw's pleaded guilty
to the plots to kill.

What? Guilty?

Well, but does that mean
I don't have to give any evidence?

- It's all over or...?
- Not quite, I'm afraid.

They're all still on trial
for membership

and Lythgoe's facing one count
of encouragement to murder.

I reckon he's fallen on his sword
to try and bury all the paedo stuff.

Stupid.

He at least had a decent shot
at a defence,

but now he's going
to end up with life imprisonment?

He wants the headline to be

"Fascist martyr prepared to kill
for the cause".

And not "Fascist paedo trying
to have sex with young boys".

What about Lythgoe and Hankinson?

He's trying to take the heat
off them.

Mr Atkinson, if you could pick up
from where you left off, please.

My lord.

These defendants stand before you,

accused of their continuing
participation in National Action,

a banned organisation
that sought actively through fear,

intimidation and violence
to shape society

in accordance with their beliefs.

Mr Renshaw had purchased a machete

with which to carry out his plan.

The online marketing
for that particular item

describes it as offering

"19 inches of unprecedented piercing

"and slashing power
at a market price".

There is now no doubt,
after his guilty pleas,

that Mr Renshaw planned the murders
of Rosie Cooper MP

and Detective Constable
Victoria Henderson.

The Crown's case is
that he was given permission

to carry out the murder
of Rosie Cooper

by the then leader
of National Action, Chris Lythgoe,

in the name of that organisation.

My lord, I call Robbie Mullen.

Mr Mullen, it's time.

Place your right hand on the Bible
and read from the card.

I... I swear by almighty God

that the evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole truth

and nothing but the truth.

Could you confirm your name, please?

Robbie Mullen.

A little about you to start with,
Mr Mullen.

Where in the country
did you grow up?

Widnes, which is in the north-west.

Your school days came
to somewhat of an abrupt end.

An incident involving
you swearing at a teacher?

Yeah.

And you've drifted from job to job
since then,

no real direction in your life?

I suppose so.

When did you join National Action?

2015.

The gentlemen sitting in the dock,

are they all known to you
through that organisation?

Yeah.

My lord, could Mr Mullen speak up,
please? I couldn't hear his reply.

Do try and project your voice

to the back of the court, please,
Mr Mullen.

Sorry.

Yeah.

You and they were all members
of the organisation before the ban?

- Yeah.
- And were you all still members

after the ban on National Action
at the end of 2016?

Yeah.

After the ban, did there come a time

when you had contact
with Matthew Collins,

who worked for the organisation
Hope Not Hate?

- Yeah.
- For what reason?

I couldn't tell you, really.

I knew I just needed
to get out of there...

My lord, I'm sorry, he has
a tendency to drop his head down,

drop his voice down.

Perhaps try moving a little closer
to the microphone please, Mr Mullen.

Sorry.

On page 20 of the bundle,

we can see an email
you had screenshot-ed

and forwarded to Matthew Collins.

- Yeah.
- It was an encrypted email

you'd received from Chris Lythgoe,

where he was talking
about recruiting new members

for National Action in towns
in the north-west.

Er, yeah.

Largely white towns, and other -

his words -
"horrifically Paki-fied" towns.

Yeah.

Next page of the bundle,
another email,

this one after National Action
had been banned.

In it you ask Chris Lythgoe,

"Are you staying leader
of the overall group?"

And can you read his reply?

"You're damn fucking right I am.

"I'm the one person
with a clear picture

"of where we're going long-term."

So, in the period immediately after
the ban, Lythgoe remained in charge?

Yeah.

And Matt Hankinson?

He was Chris's second-in-command.

He handled security and stuff.

And after the ban?

Carried on like before.

They both did.

Let's turn our attention now
to the night of July 1st, 2017.

Did Mr Renshaw say
why he was going to kill

Rosie Cooper and Victoria Henderson?

We believed, at first,
it was because he was depressed

about going to prison
for his hate speeches.

But I now know that it was also
because he'd been arrested

for grooming young boys
and it was about to come out.

What was Mr Lythgoe's demeanour

as Mr Renshaw outlined his plans?

He seemed happy.

Smiling, nodding his head.

Did he mention the Home Secretary,
Amber Rudd?

Yeah.

He said Jack should do her
instead of Rosie Cooper.

And what did Mr Renshaw say?

He said she'd be too well protected.

Did Mr Hankinson say anything?

Yeah. He said,
"You should do a synagogue."

And I said there'd be kids there...

My lord, again,
I didn't hear any of that.

And I'm afraid it's not just volume.
He has quite a strong accent.

I'm finding it difficult
to understand.

Mr Mullen, once again,
I must ask you to speak up.

If you mumble,
nobody can understand you.

So, you said there might be children
in a synagogue,

and what did Mr Renshaw say to that?

He said, "All Jews are the same.

"You don't class a rat by its age."

He said, "Vermin is vermin."

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Mr Mullen, you made
a statement to the police

describing yourself in 2015,

at the point you joined
National Action,

as a "bored young man looking
for some identity or path to take".

Is that right?

If you say so.

It's not me saying so.
It's what you told the police.

- OK.
- After leaving school,

you were unemployed
and claiming sickness benefit

for, erm... about four years?

Yeah. I had a... a stomach problem.

Were you sick?

- For about a year, on and off.
- For one year.

So, you accept
that for three of those four years,

you were fraudulently
claiming benefits then?

It weren't that simple.

Sometimes, I was sick,

and then I got better.
It came and went.

Wearing your National Action hat,

what would your reaction have been,
say, to a young Somali teenager

arriving in this country,
going "on the sick",

with false stomach problems,

and fraudulently claiming
three years of benefits?

Dunno.

What did you think of the murder
of the MP Jo Cox?

I thought the guy that did it was
a weirdo.

You were asked
in your police interview,

"Did you think she was a traitor?"
What did you answer?

I don't remember.

Well, I can tell you.
You said, "Yes."

So, I obviously did.

But does it say in that interview
what time I was talking about?

It doesn't really matter, does it,
Mr Mullen?

Well, it obviously does

because I was probably being asked

what I thought about it
before she was killed and not after.

You regarded somebody like Jo Cox,

with her stance on immigration,
as a traitor, didn't you?

Yeah, but that doesn't mean
I thought she deserved to be killed.

Thank you, my lord.
No further questions.

Mr Mullen, as you know,
I appear for Christopher Lythgoe.

After your expulsion from school

and a succession of dead-end jobs,

you found being a member
of National Action exciting.

It gave you purpose.
There were finally people

in your life
that were listening to you.

I suppose so.

You told the police

that the primary purpose
of National Action

was to start a race war

and to "take our country back".

- Yeah.
- So, that must mean

that, at that time,
you shared those same views?

I never said that I didn't.

Please speak up, Mr Mullen.

I never said that I didn't share
those views.

Anti-Jew?

At the time, yeah.

Anti-Black?

Yeah.

Anti-Asian, anti any non-white?

Yeah.

Homophobic?
You know what "homophobic" means?

Yeah.

He's the best witness
the defence have got.

So, you were for a white Britain

by any means necessary,
including violence?

Yeah.

Again, we can't hear you.

Yeah.

Are you still racist?
Remember, you are under oath.

Yeah.

But less so.

Now, you say you didn't like the way
that things were working out

with National Action,
which is why you wanted to get out.

And yet, after the murder
of Jo Cox,

after the organisation was banned,

you still continued
to attend meetings. Why is that?

- It wasn't that easy to walk away.
- Why not?

I'd spent a lot of time
with these people.

They were my friends.

Perhaps you were lonely?

In a way, yeah.

A lonely drifter
with a dead-end life,

in search of friendship
and approval.

No further questions.

Thank you, Mr Aylett.
Let's call it a day there

and reconvene on Monday morning.

And the doctor said
you're getting stronger,

and the nurses are well happy
with you.

Said I'll be able to take you
for a little walk soon.

No. No, not just yet.
No, you can't have any Guinness yet.

Hello, Matthew.

All right, love?

I've got T-shirts
and clean underwear.

We hadn't been down
from Liverpool long.

Yours was the first friendly face
I remember.

You know, our kid blamed me
for me dad leaving, not you.

He said, because I told my mum

when I saw you and my dad in bed
together, then I was a grass...

and it was my fault
that he left us.

I'm sorry.

I know now that my dad was to blame,
you know.

He was the adult.
You were so young.

You know your mum and dad's marriage
was over long before I came along.

But I suppose I was responsible
for him moving out.

Why are you still washing his pants?

I don't know.

Did you ever meet anyone else?

Yeah. I married briefly to Ray.

He wasn't your dad.

He was very charismatic.

He still is.

I was in love with him.

Leona, I don't know how to say this.

I hated you when I was growing up.

OK.

And because you ran off with my dad

and split our house up...

and because you were Black,

I used you as an excuse
to hate all Black people.

Well, to me,
yous were all to blame.

You know, my head was so warped.

I was filled with so much anger
and so much hate, I...

I joined the National Front.

Are you stupid?

No, no, I'm not.
No, Leona, honestly,

I don't think like that any more.
Look, I'm sorry, but...

it's not me.
Do you know what I mean?

I've spent so long
trying to put right what I did.

So, what do you want from me now?

Why are you telling me this?

You want forgiveness?

I think so.

OK.

I forgive you.

But what about everybody else?

Brenda?

I checked in on Robbie at the flat.

- He's not there.
- Shit!

Neighbour saw him Friday.
He's legged it to Widnes.

Yeah. Yeah, that's definitely
where he's gone.

- Is it that one?
- Yeah.

Natalie?

- I'm Matthew Collins.
- I know who you are.

We've just come to ask Robbie
to come back to London

- to continue giving his evidence.
- He's not here.

Don't fuck about. We've driven
for over four hours to get here.

Sorry about that.

What's the point? None of them
believe a word I'm saying anyway.

Come back, lad. Renshaw's been
convicted now. All you got to do...

Stand there while they take the piss
out of me, my pathetic life,

the way I talk? It's not right,
what they're putting him through.

What the fuck has me
getting kicked out of school

or going on the sick
got to do with anything?

Robbie, come back.

I'm not coming back.
Stop being so fucking selfish!

- You're behaving like a spoilt brat!
- OK, come on.

No, look, there's people doing
everything they can for you.

I put my own family in danger
for you.

Now be a man and come back
and finish what you started!

- Just fuck off!
- No, you fuck off!

Matt, this isn't helping!

Look, he's got to finish this,
Natalie.

He doesn't have to do anything.
Now, please,

my brother's made his decision.
Please respect that.

Fucking waste of time that was,
wasn't it?

I don't care what they say, Robbie.

You're not the same
as them other boys on trial.

I think you're a good person.

Night-night.

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Court will rise.

Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen.
We are ready to start.

Hello?

The court's in session.
No-one's seen him.

OK, keep us posted.

He's not turned up.

What did you say?

He's not here.

Hey, mate.

All right.

I knew you'd turn up.

I see laughing boy's back.

Don't worry about it.

Hello?

I'm with him now.
I told you not to worry.

All right. Nice one, mate.

Thanks, ta-ra.

Right, we're back on.

- Do you wanna go across?
- Yeah. All right.

- I'll see you later.
- See you in a bit, love.

And wasn't it the case that night,
Mr Mullen,

that Mr Lythgoe and Mr Hankinson
were both very drunk?

It didn't seem like they were to me.

When Mr Renshaw outlined his plans
that night,

how sure were you
that he was being serious?

100%.

And Mr Lythgoe's reaction?

He said something like,
"Don't fuck it up."

Are you sure of that?

Could he not actually have said,
by way of comment,

"You'll only fuck it up"?

No. It was "Don't fuck it up".

You see now, I suggest that
that wasn't said, Mr Mullen.

Well, I suggest it was.

After National Action

had been banned...

... and things started

to quieten down,
isn't it the case that you started

to look elsewhere for excitement?

No, that's not the truth.

You didn't want to go back to being
that bored young man

looking for an identity, did you?
Which is why you sexed up

what was actually said
in the pub that night...

That's ridiculous.

... so you had something exciting

to offer your new friends
at Hope Not Hate.

- No.
- Your friends who had sorted out

a flat for you and the ones who took
you on holiday to Dublin.

It wasn't like that.
Not a holiday holiday.

You had to give them something
nice and juicy, didn't you?

Because they were the ones that were
listening to you now, weren't they?

I don't know
what you're going on about.

I'm not making anything up.
I heard what I heard.

And you weren't there,
were you, mate?

No further questions, my lord.

- Thank you, Mr Mullen.
- Is that it?

Yes, you may stand down.

Jack Renshaw is a hero!

He's a nonce, mate, and he got
exactly what he deserved, yeah!

My lord, I call Jack Renshaw.

In the pub that night,
were you seeking permission

from Chris Lythgoe
and National Action

- to do what you had in your mind?
- No.

Did he ever say to you,
when you'd revealed your intentions,

"Don't fuck it up"?

No. That sounds like the workings
of Mullen's fantasy.

Were you drunk when you arrived
at the pub that night?

Yes. I was intoxicated
and I was in a poor mental state.

We were all very drunk,
but Chris is very similar to me,

in the sense that we don't normally
show that we're drunk.

You know, we talk more, talk louder,

but, well, physically,
we don't particularly look drunk.

Thank you, Mr Renshaw.
Could you wait there, please?

Mr Renshaw,
is it your hatred of the Jews

what led you
into extreme right-wing politics?

Because you hate them, don't you?

- Yeah, I do.
- Do you accept

- that there were gas chambers?
- No.

Do you accept the holocaust,
that millions of Jews were killed

by the Nazis during World War II?

- No, I do not.
- Where did they all go then?

Most of them were put
into concentration camps,

but if you look at the statistics
of Jews prior to the war

and Jews after the war,

the Jewish population
actually increased.

So, what was your plan?

What were you going to do
with this machete?

I hadn't really thought it through.

Chop Rosie Cooper's head off?

Through the heart, or what?

Probably the jugular.

And what were you going to do
with this machete on the jugular?

Hack at it.

You said earlier you couldn't
really remember anything

that had happened at the pub
that evening?

- Just snippets.
- Just snippets.

But do we understand those snippets
to include

that you can remember Mr Hankinson
did not mention the synagogue

as somewhere
you might attack instead?

- That's right.
- And you can clearly remember

that Mr Lythgoe did not say,
"Make sure you don't fuck it up"?

Yeah, because that's just
not something he would say.

Those snippets, by chance,
you remember -

the ones that help your friends.

Curious that the rest
of the conversation

you were too drunk to remember.
Is it that you're trying

to protect your friends, Mr Renshaw?

Is that why you're standing
there now, lying to the jury?

I haven't lied.

Are you all right, Bren?

You just make sure you do
the fucking business in there, yeah?

That's the twat
who's giving Robbie grief.

- Is he?
- Yeah.

He's been staring him out,
trying to intimidate him.

Hey, gobshite, why don't me and you
go for a little walk

- after this, eh?
- Any time.

Yeah, any time.
Ready when you are.

Mr Collins,

at one point you, yourself,
were a mole, weren't you?

That's right, yeah.

Er... I was a member
of the National Front

and then the BNP.

I was passing information
to an anti-fascist magazine.

How did you first come into contact
with Robbie Mullen?

He wrote to me under a false name.

You know, it was pretty clear that
he felt trapped at National Action.

It was like he was in a cult
and he wanted out.

Did he ever ask for any money
for the information he gave you?

No, none.

Thank you.

You took Mr Mullen on holiday,
didn't you, to Dublin?

I wouldn't exactly call it
a holiday.

He needed a breather.
To be honest with you, we both did.

Well, the situation was very tense
at the time.

Was that as a reward for coming up
with some juicy titbits

for your website

and Hope Not Hate magazine?

No. We felt like we had
a duty of care towards him,

you know, both for his physical
and mental wellbeing.

Well, because, as you said,
you'd been there yourself.

All those years ago,
that anti-fascist magazine had paid

for an air ticket for you
to Australia, hadn't it?

That's right, they did, yeah.

Yeah, but there's a big difference
between me and Robbie Mullen.

You see, I ran off to Australia

rather than be called up to face
any trial

because I didn't want to be accused
publicly as an informant.

You know, I didn't wanna be called
a grass.

You see, me and Robbie come
from a similar background

and we both know what that means.

But he's got the courage

to come back and face the people
he's accusing.

Very commendable, I'm sure.

- No, what I'm saying is...
- Thank you, my lord.

What I'm saying is Robbie Mullen's
a better man than me.

Court will rise.

Foreman of the jury,

have you reached verdicts
upon which you are all agreed?

Yes.

Will the defendants please rise?

On count three,
encouragement to commit murder,

do you find the defendant,
Christopher Lythgoe,

guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

On count four, membership
of a proscribed organisation,

contrary to Section 11
of the Terrorism Act,

do you find the defendant,
Jack Renshaw, guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

On the same count, membership
of a proscribed organisation,

do you find the defendant,
Matthew Hankinson,

guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

On the same count, membership
of a proscribed organisation,

do you find the defendant,
Christopher Lythgoe,

guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

The idea that this country should be
purged of its ethnic minorities,

its Jews and homosexuals,

and an ideological revolution
imposed on the population by force,

is both insidious and evil.

Only a moment's thought is required
to come to the conclusion

that violence and repression

on an unprecedented scale
would be needed

to achieve such a reign of terror,

because so many right-minded people
would rise up

and oppose these monstrous plans.

- All right? Come in.
- You OK?

Thanks for looking after him
during the trial.

Well, he did that himself.

Nobody can persuade him
to do anything he don't want to.

All right.

Ah, ta.

Ooh.

So, go on, then.

What did they get?

Renshaw got life
with a minimum term of 20 years.

Lythgoe got eight
and Hankinson got six.

Rosie Cooper, the MP,
she thanked you at the trial.

She gave a statement, saying how
grateful she was for what you did.

She's supposed to be meeting us
at the House of Commons today.

That's why I came down here, but...

I was going to go along with you,
wasn't I?

- Mm.
- Then why aren't yous going?

Well, the police cancelled it
this morning,

and they told her
she can't meet with Robbie.

Why can't they just leave it be, eh?

My mum's got Ellie and I wanted
to do some shopping afterwards.

I was looking forward to it.

That's what happens to people
like us, innit?

Right, get your coat.

- What?
- We're going shopping, come on!

We'll get the tube into town.
Are you coming, Robbie?

Absolutely not!

Are you sure?

Right.

- I'll see you later.
- Have fun. See you later.

- See you later, love.
- Cheers.

Don't spend too much money!

- You don't fancy that, lad, no?
- No!

I can't think of anything worse,
myself.

I don't think they believed a word
I said, did they...

the jury?

I told you they wouldn't.

Well, we got the guilty convictions
we needed, didn't we?

Got a couple of non-guilties too,
though.

Well, either way,
they're all in prison, aren't they?

Look, you stopped two women
from getting murdered.

Never forget that.

You know, the best bit of the trial
for me, Rob,

was when they asked you
was you still a racist...

and you said, "Less so."

You know, it's not just all
about people like me

being struck by bolts of lightning

and suddenly seeing the world
differently.

It's about people like you...

changing just a little bit.

You know, in the words
of the late, great Robert Nesta,

"We all have a voice inside us
that talks to us

"and that's the voice
we must listen to.

"Because in everything you do,

"there's a right way
and a wrong way.

"And if you listen good,

"you'll know the right way."

"Less so."

I'll have that, lad.
That's progress.

Jo Cox.
Thank you, Mr Speaker.

It's a great privilege to be called
to make my maiden speech

in this most important of debates,
and I congratulate many others

who've made outstanding
maiden speeches today as well.

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Batley and Spen is a gathering
of typically independent,

no-nonsense, proud Yorkshire towns
and villages.

Our communities have been
deeply enhanced by immigration,

be it Irish Catholics
across the constituency,

or Muslims from Indian Gujarat or
Pakistan, principally from Kashmir.

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And whilst we celebrate
our diversity,

the thing that surprises me,
time and time again,

as I travel around the constituency,
is that we are far more united

and have far more in common
than that which divides us.

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