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Guilty. I'll kill you in your sleep!

That's the girl from the jury.

I want some answers and I want some compensation.

It's Crown Court.

I'm trying to keep you both out of prison. Don't attend to them. I'd like

brief, sir. Oh, for God's sake, son!

Either we're together on this or we're finished.

Alison Wood wasn't raped and we're still looking for him.

There's a blue car at some of the Jackson killings. There's a blue car at

Alison Wood murder.

Of course, it could just be coincidence.

There's nothing there.

You took your time. There you go.

One sandwich.

Cheese.

For breakfast.

Will the French do?

What?

Nothing.

Ventral cut, which suggests it could be a copycat, so we're checking the press,

see if it went public. Yeah, very good.

What else?

Jackson Vengeance angle?

Mowbray's with him now. That should close the book on that one. I never

it much myself.

What about the other business?

Colfax. York and Middle hearing.

Oh, yeah, tomorrow afternoon, three o 'clock.

If it gets mucky...

The powers that be will want to row away. You do know that, don't you? I

that 25 years' service doesn't count for much against one bad soundbite, Ronnie,

I know that.

It's not that crude.

This side of the desk, it's politics all the way.

Politics?

Politics is about people being answerable.

People having a voice.

People who've never put a young girl's body into 20 bin bags.

Those sort of people.

Colfax doesn't give a toss about his sister. He just wants the money. That's

those hairy -arsed lesbians. Now, you see, that's exactly the sort of attitude

I'm talking about. If the anger is natural.

If you talk like that in court... I'm not a novice. I've spent half my life in

court. Not in the dock, Derek.

Okay,

go through.

Couple of letters, his briefs, journalists, autograph hunters.

For real.

Apparently a full house, Nielsen, West, Sutcliffe and Jackson, is worth a grand.

Any personal correspondence?

One. I think it was a woman he knew.

Name? Oh, no.

Gertie, Bertha.

What about a surname or an address?

Were you visitors?

Just his dad.

Prime suspect, isn't he?

What? Well, for that juror.

Must have been a vengeance thing.

It's a long way, mind.

M4, Junction 13, service station on your left.

A34 Newbury, the great chalk cutting through the hill.

And then sweep down past...

Or, if it's picturesque after you go, A4 Bath, A36 Salisbury, then

B3079, which is a great little shortcut through the forest.

Very nice little spot.

We did Newbury and Southampton. You know that bypass?

People can write, I suppose.

You know, what with it being a long way to come.

Oh, yes.

I have correspondence.

Thought I might do a degree.

What is?

I don't know.

People have lost their neck these days, though, haven't they, Bobby?

No writing good letters.

Do you, uh... Do you write letters?

Some of them go queer in here.

No feminine company.

Mind you, cows do it, though, don't they?

Doesn't, um... Bertha write to you?

Bertha? Oh, was it good?

Yeah!

Dirty Gertie.

She'd tell you that, didn't she?

Yeah, Betty Wright.

Traitor.

She let me down.

Well, now, did Betty let you down?

You should know. You talked to her.

She didn't give me my alibi.

Never came to court.

Traitor.

I can smell her on the notepaper.

You have to be very particular with your toiletry if you're fat.

It's funny.

She's thin in the letters.

Sometimes she's even pretty.

Not in the flesh.

Flesh?

In person.

In the flesh. She is a pig.

That's her.

Who's the old girl?

It's Violet. That was her hundredth.

I did voluntary.

I've always been socially away.

I used to give them their meals, blanket baths, keep them nice.

Betty used to call us the Tentipad Patrol.

You keep him busy?

And what old folks home was that?

What are you on now, with your detective work?

The juror.

From your trial.

The one that was murdered.

Very nice woman.

She looked, and she stuck me.

Karma, that is. I don't know what religion it is, but karma's right,

It's like if you say, I don't like darkies, the next thing you know, you've

your dickie caught in your zipper.

That's why she copped it.

Never forget.

To thine own self be true.

William Shakespeare.

When you were sent down, Bobby, after the verdict, do you remember what you

said?

No.

You said, I'll kill you in your sleep with a knife.

Do you remember that?

Happy birthday, Bobby.

I don't think he knew.

I probably told him.

Very nice man, Fraser.

A gentleman.

Genuine warmth, eh?

Creepy bastard.

You wanted him nicked, didn't you, first time you brought him in? Oh, do you

wonder?

Just surprised the governor didn't feel the same.

You're fishing again?

You wanted him nicked and Henderson told you to let him go.

Yeah, well, I'm hardly going to say that, am I?

Are you backing the governor, then?

You wear the same cloth.

I'm not going to stab him in the back.

I'm using my own brief. I don't know all the fusses about it.

Jack, people wouldn't blame you.

Well, I wouldn't.

You have to wonder, though.

Why did he let him go? Henderson threw Jackson back because he was too small.

He wanted a killer that was worthy of him, a Hannibal Lecter.

He couldn't handle the fact that he's some sad little scrote like Jackson.

Cheers. What about this Betty, then? Do you think she's worth a sniff?

Well, she's hardly going to murder a juror for him if she's not even prepared

give him an alibi.

Besides,

we haven't got a surname.

Andrews. Even on the back of the photo.

Shit.

My brief.

On the 5th of September, D .C. Mowbray was actioned to visit Poynton Filling

Station, a mile from the scene of Laura Wadey's murder.

That action was not fulfilled.

If D .C. Mowbray had gone to the filling station, he would have found a receipt

which shows that Jackson had been there two minutes' drive from the murder scene

around the time the murder took place. Yeah, but how did they know?

They went to the filling station themselves, found a receipt. Now, how

know about the action being raped?

I don't know.

But do you remember being sent to the garage?

Vaguely. Well, do you remember if you actually went?

Well, I can't have done, can I? Otherwise I'd have found the receipts.

But this harms their case out of sight.

If you'd have gone, you'd have found the evidence. Jackson would have been

pulled seven weeks before he killed Alan Colfax.

He'd have been charged.

She'd still be alive.

Yeah, if, if, if. But how do we know about the action?

What's your point?

The new line of inquiry comes up. The incident room raises an action and the

senior investigating officer, Henderson in this case, details an officer for the

task. It goes down on the investigating computer.

How could Colfax's whispers have found out about the action? They have no

access. Only the team have access.

Their investigators are mostly ex -jobs.

They know people who know people who owe favours.

That's ugly.

So is the implication on your case.

I could contest their right to use illegally acquired evidence.

There must be a reason I didn't go, there usually is.

I'll dig it up.

Good luck.

What's up, sweetheart?

Haven't you got a key?

Yes, but I don't like using it.

So, are you going to tell me what's up?

Usual crap, friends, school.

I'm sorry.

Don't be, it's not your fault. Not all of it.

Hey!

What?

What's he done with you?

I don't believe this.

Charming.

Paula, Paula, have you seen any of my notebooks anywhere? No.

Look, think.

It's important. Have you used one for something?

I haven't. What are you shouting at me for? I'm not shouting at you. It's

important. Now, think. I haven't touched the bloody thing, all right?

God!

Please, don't do this. Let go of me, Dad. You're hurting me. No, come on,

sweetheart. Look, I know, I know you're going through a hard time right now, but

we all are.

I just wish you were back, that's all.

When we was all down, the governor was there for us, wasn't he?

110%. Sometimes even more.

Now push comes to shove, what can any of us do for him, eh?

We're all behind him. Oh, are we?

Why did Jack go without a brief then, eh?

Gives your United front a bit of a wobble, doesn't it?

Advice from the Federation, I guess.

And trust.

Trust.

Alright, fair's fair.

Jack can trust the governor.

Whatever that works both ways is a different... Alright, Jack.

Jim?

Ain't you got no home to go to?

Well, actually, no.

Shit. Sorry, I forgot.

That's all right.

Lynne, if somebody accessed the inquiry programme, could I find out who it was?

The, um, homes account manager could.

If you gave him a month at it, why?

Well, no reason.

Fine.

Yeah, why not?

Put it on the bar for me. It won't be long.

Story of my life.

When you're in a hole, stop digging.

The truth, however painful, is always the best policy.

We are, after all, searches for the truth.

Wouldn't you say, Jack?

Yes, sir.

Now, I'm not advocating disloyalty, don't get me wrong.

But there's no need for you to be dragged down unnecessarily out of some

misplaced, old -fashioned feudal fealty, is there?

What? Derek is coming up for retirement.

You have many good years left.

It's a new dawn for the service now. More open, more responsive to the

We're in the process of rebranding, if you like.

And we need bright, committed, dynamic young men like you to lead the way.

Will you have a crack at the sergeant's exam next time round?

I think you should.

Sir.

There were 17 days between the time the ventral cut was first mentioned in the

trial and the day of Alison Wood's murder.

We found no mention of it in the media.

So what started out as a hopeful hunch is beginning to look as if it could be a

monumental breakthrough.

It means whoever killed Alison Wood falls within a finite number of

The number's still large, but it's no longer the entire population of the

The people who could have known about the cut are Jackson's family and

associates.

There's anyone he could have shared the grisly details with.

Jack, I'm sorry, but I want you to take that file out and start again from

scratch.

The lawyers, jurors, pathologists and forensics.

Lynn, you cop that lot.

Reuben, you take the press.

And the rest of us take the biggest and hardest group of all.

That's to anyone else who was at the court.

So I want every foot of CCTV coverage from there, and I want every single

down on file.

It's a monumental task, but it's doable.

Let's get to work.

Can I get a hello?

Hello.

Paulie, you can't just stomp through life.

Why not you do?

Oi.

How was marriage guidance?

Well, we're trying.

Obviously not hard enough.

June, July.

Betty.

You what?

Betty.

Jackson's solicitors went and visited us. It's in their disclosure.

Which we received four months before the trial.

Her name, her address, her place of work.

And nobody from here followed it up.

Maybe they did.

Well, it's not in the computer.

Someone who's a known associate of Jackson's? Someone who he says can give

an alibi and his own solicitor's elbow her wife?

Maybe she was a good witness for us.

Exactly. And nobody went to see her.

It's the sort of sham of the Colfax people are doing this for.

Maybe we deserve it.

But Jackson seemed to think that one of us had been a fear.

Well, if they did, they never put it down.

Where are you going?

To talk to her.

You coming?

Oh, yeah.

He wanted me to say we were at the Panto.

Well, I never trusted him. I mean, you wouldn't, would you?

So you wouldn't say that you were friends with him?

Well, not that creepy little man.

Not an oath of meat on him.

I found him very suggestive.

So you didn't go to see a panto, then?

Well, I did. It was Fraser, Fraser Hines, but... I think Fraser had been

smashing in casualty, didn't you?

When was this panto?

Well, that was the problem. He wanted me to say it was before Christmas, when he

killed, um, number four, that would be, the brunette.

And you remember them all, do you?

The victims? Yes, I took an interest.

Well, you would, wouldn't you?

And he used to talk to you about it?

Well, you think we used to walk around here with him chatting about who he

killed the night before?

Don't be silly.

Anyway, I told them they don't do panto before Christmas.

I told that solicitor and your woman who came.

Who?

One of your people came.

Lovely woman.

I told them both I wouldn't lie for a murderer.

Sorry, are you saying that another police officer came to talk to you?

Yes.

In uniform?

No. Nice suit.

Blue wool.

Nice complexion.

Full figure, but shapely.

Did you enjoy the panto?

No, I did not.

This boy was thick on me from the upper circle.

Chocolate eclairs all in my hair.

It's been swallowing them all.

Certain people tried to clear it up. You could smell it all through the show.

Spotted it, really.

They offered a complimentary ticket.

He's read this article in Cosmopolitan about the G -spot. There's so much of a

fact about it, it says he's got to find it.

And has he? Yeah.

That and the rest of the alphabet.

Do you think there's any future in it? Oh, I don't know.

I'm just enjoying the present.

Boys, what are you up to?

Don't ask.

They're this sort of other world of weird people and it's become our job to

at the bottom of the tank with them.

Oh, dear, you're tense.

Maggie, you'll cop it doing that out here. No, I won't.

Yes, you will.

Very touchy.

Very touchy -feely.

Please, sir, let's learn to connect with our emotions.

Sally.

Married guidance back on track, then?

Lynne, wait a minute.

What?

Do you remember us being sent to a petrol station last June?

Yeah.

Yeah, well, listen to this.

Actioned to point and filling station, then DH as Derek Henderson reroutes LH,

that's you, and me to press that in.

Now, do you remember that?

Yeah, yeah, we had it at 99 on the promenade.

Henderson called as you took the call.

You do remember?

Yeah. Yeah, I remember.

And would you say that if you were asked?

Who'd ask me?

A court.

It's the main bit of evidence the Colfax lot have against me, the fact that I

was sent to the petrol station but never went.

Now, your memory and this notebook blow that out of the water.

And dump it all back on the governor?

Remember when it was just the two of us?

You riding shotgun.

Those were the does, eh?

Just two mates out catching criminals.

Like Zed cars.

Now it's just all too bloody complicated.

Wouldn't you say?

I was actioned to visit a petrol station where I would have found receipts that

could have implicated Jackson in a Laura Wadey murder.

A member of our team sent a copy of that action and the fact that it was never

completed onto Colfax's solicitors.

What?

Now that is complicated.

Are you telling me that someone's legged on you?

Are you telling me that someone on our team has stuck it on you?

Good luck.

Thanks, Monk.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Jack, time for court.

Can we give you a lift?

It's all right, sir. I've got my own car.

Come on, Jack.

United front.

Good luck, Jack. Good luck, Gav. Good luck, Jack.

Good luck, Gav.

Just do us one last favour.

Catch this latest little bastard and I can throw anything at us.

All rise.

Your Worship, I'm sure, has had time to fully examine the committal bundle for

this case.

The position of the prosecution is quite simply that these two officers...

failed to pursue their investigations in a correct, diligent and proper manner.

Indeed, showed such gross negligence, recklessness and incompetence that

Jackson was released by them after questioning no less than three times,

the existence of a considerable body of evidence against the man.

Evidence that was later used in court to successfully convict him of several

murders. But he was allowed to walk free, with no left or hindrance.

No surveillance and no supervision.

He went on to commit two more brutal murders.

Aside from overlooking the evidence that already existed, these officers also

failed to garner new evidence that proper and diligent pursuit of their

should have revealed.

A blue car had been seen at several of the murders.

Jackson had a blue car.

Jackson was at a filling station.

two minutes' drive from Laura Wadey's house at around the time of the murder.

D .P. Mowbray had been actioned to visit that garage.

He never went.

This evidence should have been found.

Had it been found, and had the organisation been such that the

the information had been appreciated by the investigating officers, and had

those officers been of the required competence and acting in a manner

of them,

Anne Colfax and Dawn Paricelli would be alive today.

There is a clear case to answer of criminal misconduct against these two

We move that this case should be committed to the Crown Court.

It's pretty compelling. We have to use the notebook and Linda Harrison's

statement. Wait to see what Elizabeth's brief comes up with. I'll decide that.

My client, Chief Superintendent Henderson, led the team that

tracked down and arrested Robert Jackson.

He accepts that as Senior Investigating Officer, he has a responsibility for the

smooth running of the inquiry.

He also accepts that mistakes are sometimes made. He is not

superhuman. He is not flawless.

The 13 months of the inquiry involved 63 different detectives and

170 uniformed officers who took over 1 ,000 statements, 2

,643 messages, and raised 3 ,600 actions.

Yes, he cannot be in all places at all times. He relies on the skill and

competence of his officers.

If he had been in possession of the full facts, he might well have acted

differently. Almost certainly would have acted differently. He relied on his

officers, and as they too are only human, they may have, at times, failed

fulfil their obligations as he might have hoped.

Tell him to use it. Give him both barrels.

This... private prosecution has been mounted based on inconclusive or non

-existent evidence. And we urge you, Your Worship, to find that there is no

for my client to answer.

Thank you, Mr. Compton.

Mr. Murphy?

Sorry,

Jackie, it wasn't meant to be passing the buck.

What's that about?

Is this new evidence?

Why don't you tell me? I'm sure we could have got it sorted.

Thank you.

Your Honour.

I echo my colleague's comments.

However, I should point out that with the exception of this recent disclosure,

that my client failed to visit the filling station.

How the hell did they get hold of one of our actions?

You're telling me you knew nothing about it.

That in any way implicates my client as having the slightest responsibility.

for any failures in this investigation.

It was never his decision to release Jackson.

Stop him.

Stop him. I don't want him to use the... Nor his recommendation.

It's too late.

And on the point of the failure to visit the filling station, we have firm proof

that he was instructed in person by his senior officer, Detective Chief

Superintendent Henderson, to abandon that visit and go to press static.

I submit D .C.

Mowbray's notebook containing a contemporaneous entry to this effect,

submit a signed affidavit by the officer who was with him in the car at the time

and took the call from Mr. Henderson.

These clearly detail that the original orders were countermanded by Derek

Henderson and that D .C. Mowbray was told that another officer would take

the job of visiting the filling station.

I would suggest that without this evidence, the prosecution case against

client is little more than groundless, politically motivated and malicious

opportunism. I urge your worship to dismiss it.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. I will take a moment to reflect on this and I

will return with the decision shortly.

I have given considerable thought to the papers presented, to the eloquent

contributions of Messrs Spencer, Murphy and Compton. In the case of Mr Mowbray,

I find there is no case to answer.

In the case of Mr Henderson, with due regard to the onerous nature of his

responsibilities and the circumstances of such a huge inquiry, I still feel

there is a case to answer.

Mr. Henderson, you are formally committed to Bristol Crown Court to

and you will remain on unconditional bail.

Well, I'm not going to jump, so you're going to have to push me.

The chief constable has called me to a meeting this afternoon.

He has already made it clear that he favours a voluntary leave of absence.

Well, I don't.

Too many coppers have run away on early retirement.

I'm fighting this, I'm going to fight it on the inside.

He has also indicated that a sideways move with no stigma attached.

No stigma?

You're telling the world you think there's a case to answer? Not at all.

What we are saying, what he is saying, is that should this trial go against

it will make us look as if we have been very complacent.

It will go against me if you give me the elbow.

You've got no balls, no loyalty. You don't understand. I understand, Derek. I

just don't agree with you.

There is a very big difference which I don't believe you have ever mastered.

You're telling me what he thinks. What do you think? I think it is very

difficult.

I'll put in a good word for you, obviously.

But the fact remains this is a high -profile case.

A knockback on the service... Which is why you should stand by me to give us

best chance to throw this rubbish out. I agree with you, but it isn't in my

hands. We have to weigh up the very... Well, tell him to weigh up the fact.

Should I win that court case, I will sue the lot of you for compensation.

I don't jest.

I expect something back.

25 years of commitment and total loyalty to the service.

I deserve better.

Believe me, I will not roll over on this one, Ronnie.

Not drinking?

Lynn's getting me one.

You got off then?

I did.

The governor didn't.

Yeah, I heard.

I understand, but I'm not sure everyone else does.

I'm sure they don't, but what are you going to do, eh?

So, tell me about this new bloke of yours.

Why? Are you jealous?

Not exactly.

Confirmed, I'd say. Yeah, well, don't be.

It's a real thing.

I just thought... Joining the lepo?

Ah, I bet it is. No, not really.

The governor seems more wound up about stocks.

Knives are out there big time.

Word is... The doctor's started looking for a replacement.

Already had last week. He's got to interview new people Monday.

No, no, he can't be... I know.

What, a snake?

Whichever way it dropped, he was already covering his arse.

Can I get you one? No, thanks.

Are you all right? Yeah, sorry, I'm just going to make the call.

What's up with her?

Yeah, I know that.

But why do I have to hear it?

What?

Into a black hole, mate.

I'm thinking roll on retirement.

You and me, mate.

Our days are numbered.

Nobody will want to get anywhere near criminals, paperwork, aggravation,

risk of failing.

Mowbray brought Jackson in.

I just instinct told me no.

But I was wrong.

Mere culprit.

Genuine mistake.

One can't make mistakes anymore.

These are with the governor.

Go on.

Take it.

We're a team. A family.

So sometimes there's a clash or two. But family's family.

I'll drink to that.

You drink to anything.

Can I buy you a drink?

No, George.

Jack's cab's door -to -door delivery.

Come here.

I'm fine. I'm totally fine.

Right.

Dawn's bed.

To bed.

See?

See, I wasn't... I wasn't sick.

No, but you will be.

Will you come in?

Will you?

Please. Maggie.

I love you.

You are very best.

Now get some sleep.

I'll see you in the morning.

OK. Good night.

Night.

You sure this is all right? Yeah, I need some milk.

Oh, and thanks again for the statements.

Sure.

Do you want to come out for coffee?

Look, I know coming back here implies I'm interested, but... Maybe that's what

you lot do these days.

Get straight down to it.

Who's that slot?

Middle classes, single people, people who have sex, I don't know.

People who are not married.

Anybody who's not me.

You shouldn't be watching that. It's a 15.

Yeah, and you're 13.

But I'm very grown up for my age. Where's Paula in her room?

I don't know.

Paula?

Paula!

Where's your mum?

College.

Paula's not here, is she?

Don't lie to me, Stuart.

She's not here and she should be, right?

Where's she gone to?

Stuart! She said she was going to meet a friend at the precinct.

Get your coat.

Move!

In the car.

Wake him up.

The last time I slept with anybody for the first time was 18 years ago.

Report of an incident in Sydney Parade area.

Sound like a domestic.

Anyone in Sydney Parade area?

Tango Zulu from 611. We're about three minutes away.

It's Sally here. Who are you? Don't piss me about it. It's Sally here. I'm her

husband. What are you doing here?

It's Paula.

611 from Tango Zulu.

Incident is a serious assault.

It is not at Sydney Parade. Repeat, not at Sydney Parade. What about Paula,

Jack? What is it, Jack?

Jesus, no.

Right, the two of you, out of the car now!

Move!

Three of you get a cab, I'll call you.

No.

First hammer blow here.

Forensics reckon splatters on the ceiling from the hammer pulled back.

Blunt instrument.

No evidence hammer was cause of death.

Who's playing bloody silly games?

What about the 23rd of December 1999?

I was at a pantomime.

Are you trying to wind it up here?

Why don't you stay?

I want you to stay with the company.

Cover up.

Looks that way, so yes.