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In the criminal justice system,
the people are represented

by two separate yet equally
important groups.

The Police, who investigate crime,

and the Crown Prosecutors,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

"Grey Astra, jumped a red light,
corner of West Street.

Pulling over now."

Sir, turn your engine off and step
out of the car, please.

Let's go.

Can you call some backup?

Romeo 45 in pursuit.

Jesus.

Right down another one way.
Christopher Street. Over.

Careful, you'll spin out.
I've got it, Tom.

Right, stay on him.
Yeah, I've got him.

Are you OK, sir?
Stay inside your vehicle, please.

Ambulance, please,
as soon as possible.

Tom. Tom.

So two fatalities.
The driver, male, 20s.

And in his boot, male, 60s.
From the amount of blood,

I'd say already dead
when he was put there.

Right. Good.

Whoa. Some shunt this, Pete.

New Sam? Just started, has he?

Eh?

Yeah. Joined us today from
Child Protection.

Joe.
OK, thanks.

Pete, Joe. Joe, Pete.

DS Hawkins.

Right. So, Astra showed up on VODs.

It was nicked this afternoon,
Kentish Town.

Good.
Anything on him?

Ah, well, no. No wallets, pockets
are empty. No phones.

Also, no teeth and no hands.

Poor sod.

No dental records. No fingerprints.

Nice, easy one to start you off
with.

There's nothing from Missing Persons
matching the bloke in the boot.

Although Forensics did find
traces of blood and oil

on the driver's shoes.
A lock-up, maybe, or a garage.

Could be. Also, partial footprint
in the passenger well.

Same blood, same oil, different
shoes. He had a friend.

Yeah.
How's he doing?

Anne said he was a demon yesterday
with the health and safety stuff.

The rest I'm not too sure about.

Luckily he's got you to
show him the ropes.

I don't have time to show
people ropes. Your job.

Hey, Joe, how's it going.

Good. Actually, got a match
on the driver's dabs.

Goes by the name of Billy Knowles.
Shedload of previous.

I know Billy Knowles. Hired muscle.

KAs?
We'll get onto it, Wes.

Already done. There you go.

Billy Knowles.

I think he'll show you a thing
or two, Ron. Cheers.

Kris Akron?

This is DS Brooks and D...
DS Joe Hawkins.

Yeah? You don't sound too sure.

Do you know Billy Knowles?
A bit.

Quite a lot, I'd say.

Didn't you do some thieving
together? Nicking cars.

Then you graduated to ABH, wasn't
it? That's going up in the world.

That's my old life, yeah?

Billy, the Feds, all that.

I choose not to go that way no more.

But didn't you and Billy get charged
with assault five months ago?

The charges were dropped.
A case of mistaken identity.

Is that right?
See, I've learnt my lesson.

I study. I'm smart.

I'm gonna break out, be a success,
just like you.

Pillar of the community.

It was easy for you, though,
weren't it, DS Hawkins?

Bit higher up the pigmentocracy.

Shadism has its benefits,
you know what I mean?

Kris, where were you last night?
I was studying.

When did you last see Billy Knowles?

I can't remember.
You have to ask him.

Yeah, well, we can't. He's dead.

Shadism?

Basically, the closer to white
you are, the better.

That's the theory.
Oh, really?

Yeah. It's right up there with
evolution and relativity

Brooks.

Blunt force trauma to the
back of the head.

Single blow, judging from the mess
they made of his jaw.

I'd say they used the same thing
to knock the teeth out.

And the hands?

Hacksaw, probably. Both done
post-mortem. No finesse.

So whoever did it wasn't
really interested in torture,
just anonymity, yeah?

And they did a pretty good job,
right?

Not that good.
A radio cephalic fistula.

Right, so, he's on dialysis?

Oh, in case you were wondering,

there are 27 dialysis centres
in Greater London.

And a radiocephalic fistula is a
surgical procedure.

27 centres.

How many of them perform surgery?

See, we'll make a detective
of him yet.

He was meant to dialyse at the
hospital last night.

That's where I thought he was.

Mrs Bernstein, do you know
why anyone would want
to hurt your husband?

No, Harry didn't have any enemies.

When did you last see him?

I need to ring the synagogue.

The burial, Taharah.
I need to speak to the rabbi.

Mrs Bernstein, when did you last
see your husband?

Yesterday. As always,
he went to work.

He works in Hatton Garden
in diamonds.

Did he have any problems, mention
anything, trouble of any kind?

He never talked about work.

Leave it at the front door, he says.

Talk to David.
If anyone'll know, he'll know.

David?
His partner, David Winkleman.

Harry took him on as an apprentice.
Taught him everything.

Harry trusted him.

Like a son.

Yeah, I sent everyone home.
They're all too upset.

Hm.

That's a lot of noughts.
Business good, is it?

Business is good.

We stopped cutting and polishing
rough diamonds a few years ago.

Indians do it cheaper.

You ever get anyone approaching you?
Stolen goods, that sort of thing?

No. Harry stayed away from
all of that.

He taught me early on, don't look
at the rocks, look at the face.

We do pretty much the same thing.

When was the last time
you saw Harry?

Last night, around seven. He was
on his way to meet someone. Who?

He didn't say.
At that time of night,

he would have met him
at Frank's Noshery.

He was in the corner.

The one Harry always has when
he wants to talk business.

Nice and private.

And who was he meeting?
Mickey Belker. Bum.

I tell you this. Things were
getting pretty heated.

So, they rowed? Three times I went
to take their dessert order.

And Harry wasn't interested.

Whatever Mickey was selling,

Harry wasn't buying.

It was a disagreement.

What kind of disagreement?

I had a business proposition
I was willing to put his way

and Harry wasn't interested.
It happens.

And that's it? That's it.

We kissed and made up. Then we left.

Together?

Harry had to go home by Tube.

We said goodbye in the street,

"It's been too long, yada-yada,
we must do it again soon".

Like you do.

Hm.

And had you known Harry Bernstein
long?

We were at DeBeers together,
in the sorting room.

Harry had the best eyes
in the business.

He could spot a macle at 50 feet.

A macle?

A flaw. Nothing got past
Harry Bernstein.

Nothing.

Oh, hey, Ron, look at this.
Camera from Frank's Noshery.

That's Harry and Belker leaving.

It's just like Belker said,
though, yeah?

But he also said they kissed
and made up.

Yeah. One sec, sorry. Hello.
Brooks's phone. Just hold.

And look, they definitely didn't
go their separate ways.

Sorry, go ahead. That is great.
Thank you very much, thank you.

Joe, get your coat,
we found Harry Bernstein's teeth.

Tell you what, though, that is a
bit of a shock. What's that?

Well, your kids drop their
sweets under the car,

Mum goes down to pick 'em up,

comes back up with a couple of
molars and an incisor. Lovely.

Well, that's one way to learn
about tooth decay. Ta.

Hello, Joy. Hi, Ronnie.

Right, we had tyre marks
matching the Astra

and CCTV shows it driving in
at 9:47.

Right.

So, they park up,

take Harry out of the car.

Done deal.
Yeah. So, anything else, Joy?

The usual. Fag ends. Sweet wrappers.
Used condom.

Filthy haystack, no needle.
Yeah.

Right, here comes the Astra.
Yeah.

Well, that's no good, you can't tell
who's inside.

Fast forward it on for me, please.

See if it's any better
when they come out.

There. No.
Great. All right, well,

we'll check some of the cameras on
the street. Maybe we'll get lucky.

Hang on. Whoa.
Just go back for me please.

Back. Back. Bit further.
Bit further. There.

It's like a few minutes after
the Astra leaves.

And what is he getting rid of?

Yeah, well, don't just go opening
it. You don't know what's in it.

It's all right. I got it. I got it.

What's in there?

He comes back down and sees what?

Something that makes him
run like hell.

Yeah, all right.
Well, why don't we ask around?

Because someone somewhere will know
who 'Eyeris' is.

He's supposed to be at school

but he hasn't come out of
his room all day.

I've tried everything. Shouting,
bribing, you name it, nothing.

Was he out last night? Why?
Has he been spraying walls again?

Danny?

Hello, Danny. Mind if we
have a little chat?

We know that you were there, Danny.
We've asked around.

We know that you are Eyeris.

Look, we're not interested
in graffiti.

Danny, we just wanna know
what you saw.

We know that you're scared as well.

I mean, you saw something
horrible last night.

Anything you can tell us, Danny.

Anything you overheard. A name?

Seriously, any little thing
that can help us.

It's there, Wes, I know it.
We just push a little bit harder.

No. No. He's completely traumatised.
He's our only lead.

Well, maybe he is too
scared to talk.

It's not like he knows and he
isn't saying. It's a blank.

He saw a man murdered and have
his hands cut off.

I've seen this,
especially with kids.

They bury the memory deep, right?

And if we try and push too hard...

Well, I'm not gonna do that,
though, am I?

Look, he's not talking.
Right? At least, not yet.

And until he does, until he's ready,
we're wasting our time.

OK. Start again.
Back to square one, fellas.

Look at the evidence from the
scene again, will you?

And that Mickey Belker, I mean,

he's lied to us once, so
see what you can dig up.

OK. What are you gonna do?

I'm giving evidence, and I just
wanna run through it first.

What, the Horgan case?
Yeah.

You do that every time?

Well, this one's special.

But look, let me introduce you
to a couple of people.

This is Jacob Thorne and Kate Barker
from the CPS. This is DS Hawkins.

Joe. Hi. Hey.

First day? Pretty much.

Ronnie throw you in at
the deep end?

Just trying to keep my head
above water, you know.

Anyway, um, better crack on.
Don't want to drown.

Hm.

Ready?

Yeah.

Dale Horgan and Jackson Baylor
were involved in a turf war.

Concerning the sale of drugs?
Yes. Horgan thought that Baylor

was trying to muscle in
on his territory.

Sorry. Conjecture. You have no
idea what Horgan thought.

What did you find when you
arrived at Baylor's flat?

On entering the flat we found
Baylor's body in the hallway.

He'd been shot in the stomach,
point blank.

Was his the only body that
you found?

No. We then went into the lounge
and found the body of Serena Baylor.

And who was she?
Baylor's eight-year-old daughter.

It was his turn to have her
that weekend.

She was...still clutching
her toy Tigger.

Irrelevant.
Do you really have to do that?

Look. Do you wanna trip up now or
wait until we get into court?

Had Serena Baylor been shot, too?

Yes. She left a trail of blood
from the hallway.

So she didn't die at once?

No. She had enough time to drag
herself back in to the lounge,

where she bled out.

Alone, frightened.
She must've been terrified.

No, no, Ron. You can't say that.
It's too emotional.

Too real is what it is, Kate!

Dale Horgan, I mean,
he's shot the kid

and he's probably stood there
and watched her die.

You can't let your feelings
get in the way.

She was eight. What was she gonna
do, set Tigger onto him?

Look, I do know how hard you've
worked to get Horgan here, Ronnie.

Watching those previous two trials
collapse like that.

It's the same for us, Ronnie.
We want Horgan as much as you do.

But when you get into court,
if you let emotion get in the way...

Ron, I've found something.

Mickey Belker has form, right? Him
and his mate. Handling stolen goods,

selling moody perfume from a stall,
that kind of thing.

Yeah, but that's a long way from
lopping off hands, though, Joe.

Yeah, well, his mate left town,
right, but Belker stayed on

and moved up to fencing
stolen jewellery.

All right.
Does his mate have a name?

Harry Bernstein.

Yes, I knew Harry from before.
So what? It's hardly a crime.

No, but melting down stolen
gold and silver is.

Fencing stolen diamonds is.

It's the past. Another country.

We know that -

I had a chance to make
some real money.

Fence some stones.
But I needed Harry's help.

His reputation. His contacts.

What was the row about?

Harry said he didn't do stuff like
that, I respected his decision.

What about the blokes you
were fencing for?

Did they have a go at
convincing him, too?

You think I'd tell them I couldn't
get Harry? They'd just dump me.

We have a saying, in the Garden.

Muzel brocho. My word is my bond.

My word counts for shit.

I needed Harry.
Why would I hurt him?

You wanna know who hurt
Harry Bernstein? You...

You try David bloody Winkleman.

And why would we do that?

You start with the fact
he was schtupping Harry's missus,

and then you take it from there.

Joe?

That thing you did when I went
to speak to Belker.

I leant forward and you
grabbed my arm.

Yeah. We learnt that working with
kids. You don't fill the silence.

You let them fill it.
Right, that's interesting.

Don't do it again.

We'd stopped noticing each other.

He'd go to work, he'd come home,
he'd go to sleep. I was invisible.

I just needed someone to remind
me that I was still...

How childish is that?

And then there was David Winkleman.

He thought there was more to it
than there was.

Said we could make a life together,

as if that's what I was looking for

when all I actually wanted...

Was to be wanted?

It's not something I'm proud of.

Harry should be buried by now.
But they won't release him.

He just lies there...in that fridge.

Did your husband find out
about David?

Are you sure about that?

Trust me, if Harry knew, he
wouldn't have kept it to himself.

Mickey Belker knew. Why not Harry?

Well, he could spot a macle
at 50 feet.

Companies House is full of
fascinating things, Mr Winkleman.

For instance, did you know that
Harry Bernstein started up

a new company only last month,
with himself as sole owner?

It turns out a lot of your clients

are taking their business to
Harry's new company.

I mean, he couldn't get rid of you,

what with you being a partner
of the existing business.

So he started a new one and
bypassed you. That's ridiculous.

He was trying to ruin you. You
betrayed him. This was his revenge.

My client has said all he's
going to say.

He came in voluntarily.

So, one of your clients probably
told you where they were going?

Is that how you found out?
No.

Either arrest him,
or this meeting is over.

You were in love with his wife.
He was gonna destroy you.

So, you had to stop him.

Ron.

Yes, guv?
You're gonna have to let him go.

What? No, we've still got
a couple of hours -

Winkleman didn't kill Bernstein.

No, no, Wes, look.
He had opportunity, he had motive -

She came in about ten minutes ago.
She asked for you by name.

DS Brooks, this is Rebecca Waldman.

Hello there. Can I help you?

I'm on the jury in the
Horgan trial.

Oh, no, no. I'm sorry,
we can't speak. Ron, no.

We're way past that now.

I'm Harry Bernstein's sister.

This was left at my house.

You shared custody of your daughter
with Jackson Baylor.

After the divorce, he had her
one weekend a month.

I shouldn't have done it.
I should've just...

On the day in question, what did
you see when you dropped her off?

They were arguing. Jackson Baylor
and Dale Horgan? Yes.

Did you hear what was said?

Horgan had his face right up against
Jack's. He whispered something.

Whatever it was,
it must've scared him.

Conjecture, my Lady. The witness
has no idea what was said.

Just confine yourself to what
you saw and heard.

What happened then?

Horgan got into his car.

And then what?

He looked at Jack and went...

I shouldn't have left her there.

I knew what he was like

but I still left her there.

My baby girl.

Thank you. Nothing further.

The witness is excused.

It was just a gesture.

Eleanor Richmond will say it
doesn't prove a thing.

It showed intent. It showed Horgan
had seen too many bad movies.

The jury lapped it up. Eleanor can
talk about reasonable doubt

all she likes.
It won't get her anywhere.

Horgan nobbled the jury?

The juror's brother
was murdered three days ago.

They sent her his hands
as a keepsake.

The jury will have to be discharged.

Which means we'll have to start all
over again. No, I don't think so.

She could've tainted the whole jury.
Not necessarily.

We know when she was approached.
She swore she spoke to no one.

And you believe her?
She's terrified.

It took her three days to
tell the police.

What if you're wrong? What if
Horgan got to more than one of them?

Something like that takes
organisation.

Horgan's got the clout.

Horgan's a big fish in a rank pond,
he's not Al Capone.

So you just get this one juror
discharged?

And then carry on. Eleven jurors.

Still enough for a majority.
It could work.

None of this is our fault.

The first time, Horgan had a
suspected heart attack

that lasted precisely as long as it
took for the trial to collapse.

The second, because a paper ran
an article about Horgan

just when the jury were
deliberating,

allowing his brief to yell
prejudice. Now this.

Three trials.

Getting Horgan's been a
long time coming.

I'm nearly there, Henry.

Forensics have confirmed the hands
belong to Harry Bernstein.

They match the dabs they
found at his gaff.

What about the note?

Written on the lid with
a bog standard marker pen. OK.

If this is Horgan's work -
It is, Wes.

And, look, if it is and we
proceed on that basis,

then Horgan arranged this
from inside.

Let's find out who he's been
talking to since the trial began.

Discharge all of them, my Lady.

What?

I'm making an application for the
entire jury to be discharged.

My Lady.
If one juror has been compromised,

who's to say the others
haven't been?

Are you suggesting that your client
has intimidated more than one juror?

Not at all. In the absence of
my client being charged

with attempting to pervert
the course of justice,

I must assume the Prosecution
has no evidence

he had anything to do with it.

Well, who else would it be?

There are many people
who would benefit

from my client being charged
with another murder.

He's been framed? Seriously?

Can you prove he hasn't been?

The Defence are trying to take
advantage of the situation.

I'm merely concerned that the jury
shouldn't be compromised.

This way they get to start over
again. A new jury, a new trial.

Granting this application

will be to reward the tampering
in the first place.

Skeleton arguments by this evening.

I will hear oral representations
tomorrow.

No jury at all?

If Eleanor Richmond gets her way,
we'll be back where we started.

I'm not sure some of our witnesses
can go through it all again.

Judge only.

Well, there's a precedent.
Crown versus Twomey.

Yes, I am aware of that. The trial
continues. We lose nothing.

And you'll argue it on what basis?
Horgan tampered with the last jury,

I won't give him the chance
to do that again.

And 800 years of constitutional
rights go out of the window

just like that.
Are you OK with this?

That little girl's mum has now
given evidence at three trials.

She blames herself
as much as she does Horgan.

She's coming apart at the seams,
Henry.

She has my sympathy,
but it's not an argument.

Look, Horgan tried to
abuse the system.

He can't very well hide
behind it now.

You don't even know if Horgan
knew about the tampering,

far less that he ordered it.
I don't have to.

I just have to show a real and
present danger of interference

and the likelihood that it
will continue.

Trial by jury has been around
since the Magna Carta.

And you want to go in there
tomorrow and tear it up.

Are you telling me not to do it?

I'm telling you that before you
start down that road,

make damn sure you know
where you're going.

If you deny my client a jury,

you deny him one of the fundamental
principles of the legal system.

And he has enjoyed
the benefits of that system

not once but three times, my Lady.

And now this jury is tainted,

with every expectation
that it will be again.

The principle is no longer
fundamental. It's flawed.

Trial by jury can only work if it
remains uncompromised.

That is not the case here.

Notwithstanding Ms Richmond's
comments,

the determination of guilt
or innocence

does not require the presence
of a jury alone.

Therefore, under Section 44 of the
Criminal Justice Act, 2003,

I will grant the application to
discharge the jury altogether.

Then I ask that you disqualify
yourself, my Lady,

and that a new judge be appointed.

There's no need for that.

Mr Thorne has a point.
On what grounds?

Your Honour has seen information
about my client

which would not normally come to
the attention of the jury.

I'm sure, my Lady, you can make
that distinction.

Nonetheless, there's still danger
of the perception of bias.

Don't you agree?

OK, list of Horgan's visitors
in the last fortnight.

We've got his Mum,
his girlfriend four times and...

Oh, nice one. There's a surprise.

You haul my arse all the way down
here because of a visit?

Been friends with Horgan long?
We're not friends.

And yet you visited him in prison.

Yeah, it's part of an outreach
programme. Spiritual guidance.

That assault charge you beat
five months ago, Kris.

Where the victim suddenly changed
his mind, couldn't ID you.

Yeah? And? We showed him
a photograph of Dale Horgan.

He went very quiet, didn't he?
He was terrified.

You think Dale Horgan had anything
to do with his memory failing?

Kris? What did you see Horgan about?

I don't remember.

Couple of weeks, you don't remember?

It can't have been very interesting.

You got all the answers, don't you?
To your questions, I do, yeah.

Kris, you know what I think?

I think Dale Horgan told you
to study the jury.

Pick a weak spot, push someone.

And I reckon you found
Rebecca Waldman.

And I think you and Billy Knowles
killed Harry Bernstein.

Dale Horgan called in his marker.

So that's murder, conspiracy
to pervert the course of justice.

We're talking a lot of years here,
Kris.

You hear what I said?

Yeah. Yeah and I'm hearing a
lot of noise, too.

Yap, yap, yap, yap, yap.
Like a terrier.

Or is it a mongrel?
Ask me that again!

Whoa, whoa. Whoa!

Joe. Joe. Joe.

Joe.

We've shown Kris Akron's photo
to Bernstein's wife,

his business partner,

the entire population
of Hatton Garden, and nothing.

We can link Horgan to Akron,
we've got motive, Wes,

but we just can't put Akron
at the scene, that's it.

How about that witness,
the eyewitness?

The boy, Danny. How's his memory?

We spoke to him again this
afternoon. And?

'There are precedents.

In fact, the Diplock Courts in
the 70s dispensed with juries.

Some major fraud trials
happened without juries

and of course Magistrates sit
every day without -'

You make a good case.

You've drawn Mr Justice Lockwood.

For the Horgan trial?
Lockwood's gonna decide?

I'd say Eleanor Richmond
is offering up a prayer of thanks

right about now.
Live sacrifices are more her thing.

You rolled the dice.

Be careful what you wish for,
is that it?

Well, at least Horgan won't be able
to get to any more juries.

Neither will you.

No trading on the jury's emotions.

It won't matter how many tears are
shed in the witness box

or how scary Horgan looks.
No tricks.

Just you and Eleanor in front of
someone who understands the law.

And remember, it won't be you on
there having to explain if you lose.

No jury, no justice!

Friends of Horgan?
Only if they're armed.

Mr Thorne. Sorry, Mr Thorne.

I just want to say,
you don't have to worry.

I will answer the questions, I will
relive that day, over and over.

I don't care. I just want...

We all want the same thing.

I pray, Miss Barker. Every night
I pray that the good Lord

will help me find it in my heart
to forgive. As I was taught.

But I just want him to burn.

All rise.

It has been a rocky path,

and it remains a voyage of
discovery for us all.

I trust we won't let the
novelty go to our heads.

Now. Since I am the only gallery
either of you will be playing to,

I suggest you dispense with the
usual verbal bells and whistles.

No peacocking. Is that understood?

I missed that.

Yes, my Lord. Yes, my Lord.

Excellent. Then let's begin.

The defendant is charged
with the murders

of Jackson Baylor and Serena Baylor.
How do you plead?

Not guilty.

You've arrested my client before,
haven't you? Yes. Twice.

And each time you took
no further action?

We had insufficient evidence.

That must've been frustrating.

I didn't let it bother me.

You mention the CCTV footage.

Yes. We identified Dale Horgan
parking his car near Baylor's flat

on the night of the murder.

And Mr Horgan admitted being there?

Well, he could hardly deny it,
could he?

Being there explains the
carpet fibres on Horgan's shoes

matching Baylor's hall carpet,
doesn't it?

Yes, but he also had motive.

Just no murder weapon,
no gunshot residue,

and no conclusive physical evidence.

This sounds very much like a speech,
my Lord.

And that sounds very much like
peacocking, Mr Thorne.

Ask a question, Ms Richmond.

And watch yourself.
It only encourages him.

Do you recognise this?

Yes. That is my Decision Log.

Relevance, my Lord.

Feathers away, Mr Thorne.
I want to hear.

Can you read out the
highlighted section, please?

'Decision number 47. Trace and
interview Johnny Shakwell,

who may be associated with
victim Baylor.'

Main Line of Enquiry is also ticked.

Who's Johnny Shakwell?

Johnny Shakwell is another dealer.

Baylor robbed one of his mules
the week before the murder.

Baylor took Shakwell's drugs?
That is correct.

Giving Shakwell a motive.
Did you follow it up?

Shakwell didn't shoot Baylor.

He's got no previous, not even
possession of a firearm.

The truth is, Dale Horgan had
got under your skin. No.

So you pursued him, ignoring
viable lines of enquiry.

Chasing Jonny Shakwell would've been
a waste of my very valuable time.

Because it took you away from
where you wanted to be.

Which is here, today, with
Dale Horgan on trial for murder.

What I want...

..is for the killer of those two
people to face justice.

And if it makes up for all the other
times, that's just a bonus, right?

My Lord.
Nothing further.

Did you consider Shakwell
as a suspect? Yes.

Why did you reject him?

Because Jonny Shakwell
doesn't use guns.

It's totally out of character
for him.

He doesn't threaten,
and he doesn't intimidate.

And Dale Horgan?

He does it like other people
breathe.

The fact that he has thus far
evaded a prison sentence

in no way blinds me to the sort
of man the defendant is.

However, regardless of the obvious
flaws in Mr Horgan,

I must concern myself with the
facts in this case alone.

And despite the weight of
circumstantial evidence

put forward by the Crown, they
have not met the burden of proof.

Reasonable doubt exists.

Therefore, on counts one
and two of murder,

I find the defendant,
Dale Horgan, not guilty.

"I was always innocent.

And despite the Crown's attempts
at denying me a fair trial,

I'm pleased that justice
has been done.

I'd hope that my good name
has been restored...'

Come on. This isn't doing any good.

This where you do a bit of
gloating, Dale, is it?

I don't need to, little piggy.
I won.

He's laughing at us, Joe.

Yeah? Then we'd better find a way
to make him stop.

I've tried. I just can't remember.

Try again, love. You never know.
Nothing bad's gonna happen.

See, you got your mum looking out
for you. My mum was like that.

It didn't matter what I did,
right or wrong,

I always knew she'd be there.

That's good to know, right?

I've seen your tag, it's wicked,
I like it. The Eyeris.

Yeah, I thought I could be Hawkeye,
cos, like, my surname's Hawkins.

Too many letters. You'd get caught.

Probably just stick to being
a copper, hm?

Probably.

Plus, you know, I don't have
your head for heights.

Getting your tag that high up
on the side of a car park.

It was easy, really.

I could spray upside down.
I'd been practising.

And then?

When you left the car park, did
you take the main stairs or...?

Down the ramp.

OK. And why was that?
Why didn't you take the stairs?

It was quicker, and it didn't matter
because they'd gone by then.

Who'd gone?

Then, when you were hiding,
what did you see?

Anything. Anything at all.

Look, it is there, I know it.

No. Send him home.

Gov. There's one more thing
I can try.

I think you've done enough.
Please.

Look. Push him too hard and we're
going to lose him entirely.

Isn't that what you said?

Wes.

All right.

It's a great view, innit?

Windy, though.

It was windier that night. It was
blowing. Gusts. I'd forgotten.

Where were you, Danny?

Up there.

Up here?

And then what happened?

Uh, I saw the car. And the men.

How many men?

Three.

You saw three men?

Two standing and the one
they were shouting at.

Yeah, that's good.
Did you see their faces?

I ducked down. I was scared.

It's OK.

I wanna help
but I didn't see anything.

Danny, trust me, you are helping,
all right? You're helping.

I could hear them. Yelling.

And the other man, he was crying.

Begging.

"Please, please," on and on.

Then one of them said, "Stop,
you're just making it harder."

Which one said that?

The one with the chain.

He was standing in front of the
other man. They were hurting him.

The man reached up
and pulled the chain off.

Yeah, he remembers it all, Ron.
Faces, everything.

Right down to one of them
wearing a gold chain.

That, Kris, is a link from
your gold chain.

That Harry Bernstein pulled
from your neck.

Easily missed.

My guess is that you drove over it
when you left the car park.

Bent it out of shape.

See the thing is, Kris,
when Harry pulled that chain off,

it took a bit of your skin with it.

Enough for us to get a DNA trace.

Which I think we both know
puts you at the scene.

So now we got an eyewitness,
and physical evidence.

That's murder.

That's a lot of years.

You still hearing that yapping
noise? Or is it something else now?

Not a lot of wiggle room left now,
is there, Kris?

I know you're scared.

And certainly Billy Knowles isn't
here to stand trial, is he?

So it's all on you. Come on, Kris,
we all know it wasn't your idea.

No reason for you to take the hit
all by yourself, is there?

You think you're smart, Kris.
Now's the time.

Tell us who gave the order.

It's the only card you've got
left to play.

He said I just had to do
this one thing.

That I'd never have to do
anything again.

Who, Kris? Give us a name.

They picked up Horgan
half an hour ago.

Conspiracy to murder and pervert.

Maybe this time we can help
that little girl's mother

find some peace.
Maybe.

We will get him this time.

I know.

I'll catch you guys up. Ron. Hey.

A bunch of us are going to the pub.
You fancy coming?

Er, no. I'm fine. Thank you. Thanks.

All right. Well, see you tomorrow.
Yeah.

Hey, Joe.

That thing you did, with Danny.

The way you got him to talk,
the whole technique and so forth.

Maybe you could tell me about it
sometime, eh?

Yeah, I'd like that.
Yeah.

See you tomorrow.
Yeah. See you then.

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