All language subtitles for Law.and.Order.UK.S03E02_Legendas01.ENG

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.

"I've got
discipline and self-control."

I've developed
me social skills,

did all kinds of jobs,

and-- and I've got
myself a trade.

"I've completed
the Extended

Sex Offender Treatment
programme,

Reasoning
and Rehabilitation.

And level three
Anger Management."

I could lie to you
and say I've found God.

But I deal in reality.

Now.

Besides I've found
something better, me fiancée.

She showed me
what it felt like to be loved.

I am sorry for what I did
to those women.

The abuse he suffered
as a child

may not justify his crimes

but it goes some way towards
understanding how dislocated he'd become as an adult.

Mr. Steel,

I don't believe
Mr. Darnell's changed at all.

I think he's as dangerous now
as when I prosecuted him.

He was found guilty
of three vicious rapes.

He was a suspect
in two others.

and his crimes
were growing more violent

when he was caught.

Prison was the only thing
that stopped him.

You let him out,
he'll rape again.

Ashanti Walker,
sixteen years old.

She was off school
'cause she was ill.

Her Mum found her
when she came home from work.

There's no sign of forced entry.

The main door
to the building was locked

but according to a friend,
she'd been to a launderette.

Hang on,
I thought she was ill.

Well,
give them the day off, they soon recover.

Not this time.

No real injuries.

For all I know,
she had a pre-existing aneurysm.

- Well, why are we here?
- Uniform talked to her Mum.

She reckons Ashanti was raped
'cause she never sleeps naked.

Well, and the bed's stripped.

But then again,

- she'd been to the launderette.
- Well, she might have been

about to take a shower.

We, uh,

We... we found these.

Right, so we've got
a pair of torn panties

in a teenager's bedroom.

Pfft, not a lot to go on then.

Well, she could have
been suffocated.

Her eyes were blood shot

and there was petechial spotting
in the outer lining of the heart and lungs.

But that's also consistent
with a stroke.

Right!

So, is there any possibility
of a sexual angle?

No semen but small deposits
of blood in her cervix

would suggest her hymen
has just been broken.

There was also
vaginal and cervical bruising.

Same time frame as her death?

Thereabouts. Maybe just before.

Right.
So any signs of force then?

There's a bruise on her wrist
which might be a restraint wound.

And a small cut
on her throat.

but I've done worse
shaving my legs.

Often shave your neck though,
do you, Heather?

Or is there something
you're not telling us.

Could be a small knife
or scissors.

So it looks like
it could be a rape.

Well, not necessarily.

You can get these kinds
of internal injuries

from having
consensual energetic sex.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Walker,

they...

they won't let you have
Ashanti back just yet, Mrs. Walker.

I'm sorry,

but when you came home,

was the door to the flat locked?

Um...

Just with the handle.

It locks by itself.

And, and, uh, does Ashanti
have a boyfriend?

No. She knew better than that.

And she wanted
to make a life for herself.

Her boyfriend was coming over,
so she'd gone

to the launderette
to get her best top.

I asked her
if it was gonna be his lucky day.

- If she was gonna have sex with him?
- Mmm!

I told her you can't play
the virgin card forever.

I lent her a thong
'cause her Mum kept buying her

these Bridget Jones
passion killers.

I don't think
she was up for it though.

Well, did she say
if her boyfriend was up for it?

Show me a bloke who ain't.

And where can we find
Desperate Dan?

Block next door.

His name's Ray Cole.

Right.

So...

uniform reckon that the girl
dropped her bed linen off

at the launderette yesterday
at 01:30 p.m.

Now, if that's the case
and she was going to sleep

with her boyfriend,
why strip the bed?

Those ripped knickers
didn't look like they belonged to Sexy Sadie either.

Or maybe Ray Cole
got tired of waiting.

Aye! Aye!

I thought she was blanking me
'cause I didn't show up yesterday.

And why didn't you show up, Ray?

This shower installation job
came in.

Boss asked me to do it.

Only a little bird told us
that you were on a promise.

Yeah, I mean,
if I was given the choice

between work or popping
my girlfriend's cherry...

I wasn't after that.

Well, you were,
according to Sadie.

Is that what happened Ray?
You went round, she knocked you back?

Well, I should've done.

I could have saved her
from whatever perv broke in there.

Only they didn't, Ray.

No-one broke in.

Ashanti opened the door
to whoever it was.

It wasn't me.

I love her.

We love each other.

I phoned but she didn't pick up.

Oh God...

And where did you
call from, Ray?

The house where the job was.

Do you have the details?

And you're sure
about those times?

Okay, thank you.

Wasn't him.

Of course not.
The lad's in bits.

He got there
just after twelve.

Didn't leave 'til four
and he never slipped out.

She was keeping an eye,
she described him in detail.

Either she doesn't trust workmen
or she fancied the pants off him.

Builders getting leched at,
there's sexual equality for ya.

Not just builders.

Right.

Let's say she was attacked
by someone she didn't know.

How did the attacker get
inside that building?

No residents let anyone in.
And that door is secure.

Unlike the one next door.
Anyone can get in.

No caretaker next door,
the owner let him go.

Now any scum can walk right in.

People don't know
what we do 'til we're gone.

We're maintenance men.
We maintain.

Right.
So, what's this room here?

Store room.
We don't use it, it's locked.

Right.

Not now though?
No way. After you.

Do you mind
if I take the torch, please?

Cheers.

- What's that?
- Could be a conduit.

There used to be pipes
between the buildings.

Oh, this looks like
it's jammed in.

- How can you tell?
- We're detectives. We detect.

Right, let me help you.

Just put
your foot there, steady. Up!

- Cheers.
- Okay?

Here, give us that torch.

What do you reckon?

It's a boiler room, next doors.

No the hole's big enough
to climb through.

- Well, except for Ronnie obviously.
- Thank you.

Can we eliminate
the people inside the building as suspects?

Well, all the residents
were either out

or had a decent alibi,
you know.

Ashanti was expecting
her boyfriend, so even if the attacker

had broken into the building,
all he had to do was knock on her door.

Thing is look,
have we actually got a case?

All we know is that she had sex
around about the same time as she died.

- Yeah, exactly.
- We've got no hair or fluids on the bed.

We've got no fingerprints,
we've got no forced entry.

No weapon,
no definite cause of death.

I mean if it was rape
and murder, we've got no forensic evidence

to back it up.

Not one person questioned
saw anyone new in either building,

- or in the street for that matter.
- Listen to this.

A neighbor saw Ashanti Walker
in the launderette.

She said Ashanti Walker
was folding her laundry so carefully,

she asked her to come and tidy
her daughter's bedroom when she was done.

And?

Well, the laundry
in the bin bag, that look folded to you?

There was nothing
remarkable about the laundry itself.

We were wondering
if anyone other

than Ashanti Walker
could've handled the bag.

Well, we only found
the victim's prints on it.

At first.

But I ran some further tests
and recovered

saliva samples which matched.

Now, see, the plastic had been
stretched in that area too.

And there were indentation marks
which match her teeth.

So she was suffocated?

Possibly.

In which case
that's our murder weapon.

We could
even have an M.O.

Right, we searched
the sexual offenders register for the local area

and well, we found
one similar M.O.

The link is a--
is a bit tenuous,

but his name is, uh,
Paul Darnell.

- The day stalker.
- Yeah.

Raped his victims
in broad daylight in their own bedroom.

He was released
three months ago at a parole hearing.

Although his file says
he's reformed.

No, he's too tormented
to reform.

He should never
have been released.

He was an abused
and battered child

whose Mum forced him
to have sex with her

- between rounds one and two.
- Nice.

He'd been sexually harassing
young girls for years before he raped anyone.

James, he never
murdered anyone though.

Well, maybe his M.O.'s evolved.

Eight years inside
could've taught him not to leave any witnesses.

Investigate him quickly,
because if it is him.

He's gonna do it again.

In the three months
Darnell's been out.

he's made every single one
of his probationary meetings.

Kept to the conditions
of his license to the letter

and he is now working
in a kitchen fitter's shop near Waterloo.

Well, that's not far
from where Ashanti lived.

Well, he hasn't missed a day.

He's the model employee.

He's home every night at seven,
usually with his fiancée.

Not only that,
the attacker would have to know the building

in order to get in and there's
no record of Darnell ever living

anywhere near the area
as an adult.

Right, but one of his rapes
was in Battersea.

Alesha, maybe it's someone else.

Rule Darnell out
and you'll know.

Paul's a craftsman.

He's a dab hand.

His finishing is immaculate,
he's got such a nice touch.

Not sure his victims
would agree.

Hey, I know what he did.
His work mates don't.

It doesn't worry you?

He keeps himself
to himself. Crowds get to him.

He can't bear the tube, traffic.

Walks everywhere.
Won't carry a mobile.

Where's the quiet gone,
that's what he says.

And was he here
all day Wednesday?

Yeah, except for lunch.
He had to do something for his fiancé.

What time's lunch?

One 'til two.

He was half an hour
late back though.

I told him it's called
a 'quickie' for a reason.

So, that's an hour
and a half of Mr. Darnell's time

supposedly accounted for.

Except we've got no way
of tracking him down.

] He doesn't use
a mobile phone and I bet you any money.

- He doesn't carry an oyster card either.
- No.

So, why don't we have a chat
with his fiancée

to see how quick
that quickie was.

Yeah, Paul picked up
some wire clippers I'd taken to get fixed.

There's a repair shop
near his work.

What time was he here?

About quarter past one.

- Did he stay long?
- No, just a few minutes. Why?

Did he say where he was going?
Only he was late back for work.

No, he didn't. Alright?

Is there a problem
with probation 'cause he was late?

We don't deal
with license conditions, Judy.

A girl was raped
and murdered on Wednesday afternoon.

Hang on a minute, you're not--

you're not saying
that you think Paul did it.

He's a convicted rapist.
The girl lived a fifteen-minute walk from here.

Something I said?

Well, we don't exactly roll up
with good news, do we?

Who's the kid?

He didn't stay
because my daughter was here.

It's one of the conditions
of his license.

Your daughter?

He's changed.

Why put yourself

and your daughter
in that position? Why him?

I've never met anyone
so unloved.

I saw the good in him.

Well, you've got
some lovely stuff, Judy.

That's Paul,

and he hates it.

I found it in his bin.

You know, that little boy
had his innocence smashed out of him.

Literally.

He's feeding the pigeons
in Trafalgar Square in that photograph.

Yeah, he used to live in London
for a while when he was a boy.

With his Mum
and her brother.

He lived in London? Where?

Near Waterloo somewhere,
he won't talk about it.

It was a horrible time.

- Hi, Guv.
- Right.

Darnell's mother's maiden name
was Howells.

And she died twelve years ago,

so we are presuming
that the house belonged to her brother.

Yeah, so we're looking
for a phone listing

for Howells
in the London area in '69.

If only he had a mother
called Clutterbuck.

Give him a break.
He had enough torment.

Yeah, not all abused kids
turn into rapists.

Works and pensions?

Well, they've given us
a lot of historical evidence about men called Howells.

None of whom lived
in or around the Waterloo area.

The local authority think
that they can get hold of copies

of the voters' register
from 1970 and they're getting back to us.

Yeah, sometime this year.

Didn't his mother
have a drink problem?

Yeah.

That worth following up then?

Well, first off,
the Guv's a genius.

But then you already knew that.

We checked out Mum,
she didn't have any run-in's with the authorities.

But her brother did.

Mr. Robert Howells was
up in front of West London Magistrates court

in May 1970, for ABH,

and he lived
with his sister and his nephew.

And the ABH was actually
against the nephew, one Paul Darnell.

The uncle broke
young Paul's collar bone.

His home address was
18 Lorimer Gardens.

Which is just
a stone's throw away from where Ashanti Walker lived.

Absolutely,
and the buildings are identical,

which means Darnell
would know the layout, yeah.

Should we apply for a warrant
to search his home?

Where he lived as a kid
isn't gonna be enough.

It's not like he lived
next door,

If you could put him
on the street on the day of the murder.

You've checked all the CCTV
from his fiancées stall to Ashanti's?

Strangely enough,
that had occurred to us and then we thought,

Yeah, well, of course--

it's a very busy time of day

- it may take a while--
- So, you haven't checked at all?

How long's it gonna take?
'Cause he could have already

- lined up his next victim.
- If we arrest him,

we can search his home.

Alright, Col.

Paul Darnell?

My name's
Detective Sergeant Matt Devlin,

This is my colleague
DS Ronnie Brooks.

Hey, Paul!

Would you like to put
the saw down?

I just came round
to surprise him.

These
disposable gloves,

there's normally ten in a box,
there's only six here.

I use them at work, why?

Okay, did you tell Paul
we was asking questions?

No. I didn't want to worry him.

So what's
the plan, Judy?

You think if he's loved enough,
you can keep him on the straight and narrow?

I believe in him.

No trophies from the victim.
But I did find these in a locked drawer.

Yeah, they're self-help DVD's.

"Spread your Legs, Bitch."

What?

"Punish me, Female Bondage".

According to the FME,
he had minor cuts on his hands and forearms.

but he says he got them at work.

We've swabbed him for DNA
but there are no scratches, no nail gauges, no bite marks.

Don't despair just yet.

He also has no body hair.

If he's
still shaving two weeks after Ashanti Walker's death.

He's preparing to rape again.

Abstention from pornography
is not one of my client's license conditions.

Other men do it.

Only you're not like other men,
are you Paul?

So what happened?

You got out,
and then there's all these young girls everywhere.

- You get the urge.
- No, no, no.

I've learnt to control me urges.

By watching women
being tortured and raped?

I haven't hurt anyone.

I don't even know this girl.

But that's the point, isn't it?

Why do you shave
your genitals, Paul?

That's about hygiene.

Have you got any real evidence

to link my client
to this crime?

Good question.

Do you ever wear
disposable gloves Paul?

What kind of a question is that?

Well, there were no
fingerprints found in the rape victim's bedroom.

So the attacker
must have worn gloves.

And you have got a box
of gloves in your flat.

Judy uses them for lacquering.

I have a box at home.

I use them
to dye my hair.

Want to arrest me too?

Some eagle eyed minion
deserves champagne.

Okay, let's talk
about Wednesday, lunchtime.

After you saw Judy,
where did you go?

For a walk.

A walk? To Lorimer Gardens?

No.

That's where you lived
as a boy though, Paul, wasn't it? Lorimer Gardens!

Yeah.

Fantastic buildings
though? Aye.

I mean,
for a young boy.

To play in and explore.

Like, down in the basement
for instance.

No.

What you never went exploring?

as a kid, you know,
Hide 'n seek.

Climbing through holes
in walls.

- I don't wanna talk about that time.
- Yeah, it's okay.

Alright, I fail to see
the relevance of where my client lived before.

Well, you see,
the building in which Paul grew up as a boy

is just around the corner

from the building
in which Ashanti Walker was murdered.

The buildings
are pretty much the same, aye Paul?

So whoever murdered Ashanti
knew the lay-out of the building.

I haven't been back there
since I was a boy.

Thank you.

You say you
haven't been back there since you was a boy Paul, yeah?

You sure about that?

So you weren't
in Lorimer Gardens on Wednesday afternoon?

- The day that Ashanti Walker was murdered.
- No.

Well, that's odd.

Because there you are.

In Brook Lane.

And as you know Paul,

Brook Lane leads directly onto
Lorimer Gardens, doesn't it?

Why are you lying, Paul?

All I did was go back
to me old house.

It was my therapist's idea to...

f-- face up to the past.

I only went a few times.
You can ask her about it.

Okay, we've got enough.
I want him formally charged,

- with the rape and murder of Ashanti Walker--
- This interview

- is now terminated--
- I've paid the price for what I did.

- You wiped the slate clean to start again.
- Mr. Steel--

It'll never be clean!

- I hate myself! This filth!
- Paul, calm down!

Look, this is intimidation.
I'll be lodging a formal complaint.

I didn't do it!

Judy loves me,
she keeps me strong.

You're doing him a favor,
you know that?

- Who, Paul?
- Whoever did this.

Because while you're
persecuting me, he's still out there.

Judy loves me.
She keeps me strong.

To this charge,
how do you plead?

Not guilty.

Sit down please,
Mr. Darnell.

Mr. Steel, to what
do we owe the pleasure?

My Lord, the Crown objects
to bail on the grounds that the defendant

could fail to surrender
to custody and that he might commit further offences

whilst on bail.
He's been arrested

only three months
after being released.

My client will be
under strict supervision.

Moreover, his fiancée
is willing to offer a surety from equity in her home.

She will bring
all necessary paperwork

from the mortgage company
to the court today.

- Mr. Darnell, I grant you bail on the following conditions--
- My Lord,

the defendant
raped before whilst on bail

and blamed the attack
on the stress of the impending trial.

He was subsequently found guilty
of two other rape charges.

For which he has served
his sentence.

I've made
my decision, Mr. Steel.

They compared every fiber

in Darnell's home with what was
at Ashanti Walker's place.

Nothing matched.

What about anything
from his work,

wood shavings, metal filings?

Yeah, we thought of that, James.

We have done this before,
you know.

Nothing.

Unless Matt and Ronnie
turn up something in the follow up interviews,

we're screwed.

Well, when they're back
from their yoga class, I'll tell 'em.

I spoke to Ray,
Ashanti Walker's boyfriend and he was with her

on the Sunday,
Darnell first went over to Waterloo.

Uh, they walked home.
Ashanti went in.

Ray waited outside
until her bedroom light was on so she could blow him a kiss.

He could've followed them.

The Wednesday of the attack,
around half one,

Darnell had arranged
with the owners to look around his old house.

But they said he left
after five minutes,

very distressed, and heading
in the direction of Brook Lane.

The jury have a right
to know of this man's propensity to rape.

His patterns of behavior
and the fact that only his incarceration

prevented him from re-offending.

My concern

is that the inclusion of my
client's previous convictions

would have such an adverse
effect on the fairness

of these proceedings.

Tell it to the jury, Miss Shaw.

Mr. Steel,
your bad character application is allowed.

You've not won yet.

With Darnell's shield gone,
I can call character evidence.

Yeah, good luck with that.

Didn't his work mates insist
he was sacked?

He has a devoted fiancée.

You're relying on the jury to be
as unforgiving as you are.

Big mistake.

Not when I tell them
about his three teenage victims,

- one of whom killed herself.
- Go for it.

I'll tell them about a young boy
who was abused by his mother.

The Angela's Ashes theory
is not an excuse, Cassie.

I've put him away before
and I'll do it again.

Yeah, well,
you had forensic evidence then,

you're working on a grudge now.

He's innocent this time, James.

Hey, if it isn't
Santa's little helper!

And I've got
glad tidings too.

Darnell tried to break
into a young girl's house this afternoon.

He's been recalled
to prison immediately.

We've seen him around,
me and the girls.

My friend, Trish, reckons
he followed her this one time.

What happened yesterday, Kim?

I was on my way home
from school.

He was at the bus stop,

Paul Darnell.

- You're sure it was him?
- Yeah.

So, I walked really fast,

I got my key out,
I got in the house and I rang Trish.

Why didn't you call the police?

Because I thought
I'd got away from him.

But when I was on the phone...

there was this rattling
at the back door.

I could see him
through the frosted glass.

I yelled I was gonna call
the police and he legged it.

But you still didn't call the police, Kim.
Your friend Trish did.

But I get panic attacks.

- I couldn't breathe.
- Okay.

I could've have been killed,
like that other girl.

If you were
that terrified, Miss Baker.

Why were you
broadcasting this alleged incident on Facebook.

Five minutes
after it happened?

So, my mates
would know about it.

And it got you
a lot of attention from your mates, no doubt?

Well, I wanted to warn them.

He could have gone after them.

He was always watching us.

None of us felt safe.

No further questions.

I didn't try and break
into her kitchen.

I've never
seen her before.

Let's go back
to the day of Ashanti Walker's murder.

Why were you
in Lorimer Gardens?

I used to live there.

I wanted to prove that it held
no fear for me anymore. So...

I went back a few times.

What used to happen there?

My uncle he...

my um...

my uncle... used to... beat me

while my mother
was watching.

She was drinking, egging him on.

How did you feel
when you went inside your old house?

I was upset. I was angry.

Did you see Ashanti Walker
when you left?

No, I saw no one. I...

I just kept walking.

I made it back to work.
You know what I mean? I just...

I dealt with it.

Nothing further.

When did you start shaving off
all your body hair?

About a month
after I got out of prison.

I developed slight OCD.

And what were you
in prison for exactly?

Raping three girls.

- Where did these rapes take place?
- In their bedroom.

At knife point,
am I right?

You know you are.

But I've changed,
I've rehabilitated.

Then why do you have
a secret stash

of hard core pornography
depicting scenarios of rape?

My Lord,

my client's recreational
past-times are not relevant.

It goes to show
that the defendant is far from rehabilitated, My Lord.

and still gets aroused
by the idea of rape.

Answer the question,
Mr. Darnell.

I was confronting my worst fears.
I wasn't aroused.

I was disgusted.

And what exactly
are your worst fears, Mr. Darnell?

That you might
rape again, now that you're no longer locked up?

- No.
- What triggered the urge

to rape in the past?

Bad memories, stress.

Both of which happened
in 18 Lorimer Gardens on the very same day

that Ashanti Walker was raped.

- And murdered in the next street.
- It's a coincidence.

What so it's
a coincidence you were stressed,

that you were
in the next street?

You'd shaved off
all your body hair

- and you had latex gloves in your flat--
- I went--

- So a lot of coincidences Mr. Darnell.
- I went back there

- to draw a line under it.
- No, that may have been your intention,

but it didn't work, did it?

- I'm sorry.
- You were angry...

- For what I did before.
- ...you saw Ashanti Walker.

- You followed her...
- No! I never saw anyone--

...you went into the building
next door to her.

As you went down into
the basement, you broke into through the conduit.

- And you knocked on her door.
- How would I know,

- where she lived?
- Because you'd been stalking her,

just like you'd stalked
all your other victims.

- I had not. I've changed.
- Then why did you try

- and break into Kim Baker's flat?
- I didn't. She's lyin'!

Look at her,
she's a bad one. That one.

with her tattoos
and her short skirt--

Uh, Miss Baker,
would you stand up,

before the jury please
and take off your jacket?

Thank you, Miss Baker.

If you've never seen
Kim Baker before.

How do you know
she has tattoos?

I have seen her.

But I never followed her.

No further questions.

Do you wanna know
why I lied, Mr. Steel?

Because I'm not allowed
to notice young girls, am I?

The men at work,

they-- they can talk about
what they'd like to do to them.

But no, no, not me,
I'd be crucified.

So, yes, I did see her.

I even thought about having sex with her.
But that's all.

I know how much
you want me to screw up.

But you can't put me away
for what I might do.

There she is.

Hey, your sole
character witness

isn't looking too sure
of herself.

She's worried
about the love of her life.

Judy.

If you were in her shoes.
What would you be thinking?

He was in my
art therapy class.

He was...
he was shut down.

He was full of self-disgust.

And I helped him
face his demons.

He's one of the bravest men
I've ever met.

Do you love Paul Darnell,
Miss Johnson?

Yes.

I quit my job for him.

Despite what he's done?

I hate what he's done.
I hate why he did it.

Paul has taken responsibility
for his crimes.

He's changed.

He's a good man.

He's kind t-- to me
and he treats me well.

Which is more than I can say
for my ex-partners.

Thank you, Miss Johnson.

How old
is your daughter, Miss Johnson?

Lucy's seventeen.

And when she turns eighteen,
will you introduce her

- to her future step-Dad?
- Yeah.

- Would you leave them alone together?
- Relevance, my Lord?

- What's your point, Mr. Steel?
- I'm just trying to establish

to what extent
the witness trusts the defendant, My Lord.

What if Lucy becomes
the object of his fantasies?

Well, we'll talk about it.

We have a very open
and honest relationship.

Except he wasn't exactly honest
about his porn stash, was he?

How did you feel
when those DVDs were found in his bedroom?

Sick,

at first.

But Paul had his reasons.
It's not like they're real.

The women in those DVDs
are actresses.

Your fiancé's victims weren't.

They were young
teenage girls,

raped at knife point
with a pillow case. Wrapped over,

- their face--
- His mother used to cover his face too.

and he'd just be standing there.
Waiting to see what was coming next.

A cigarette burn
or a hand job.

If Paul still hated women,
do you not think,

I'd be the first person to know?

We haven't even
had sex yet.

- He's still so ashamed.
- What? So...

he still can't relate
to you sexually in a functional manner?

Miss Johnson,
has it occurred to you

that the reason that he can't

is because you're
a willing participant?

My colleague is putting words
in the witness' mouth, my Lord.

Then the witness is free
to contradict him, Miss Shaw.

Yes,

it has crossed my mind.

But I dismissed it.

Did you see the defendant
on the evening of Ashanti Walker's murder?

Yes.

Uh, how did he seem to you?

That was a good day.
He brought me flowers and wine.

And we drank a toast
to new beginnings.

Flowers and wine?
That's nice.

And from what you were
saying before, I would imagine,

that's more than a lot.
of your ex-partner's did.

Yeah, unless they'd been
cheating on me.

Paul's not like that.
I didn't--

- Look, I didn't mean anything when I--
- No further questions.

I have no
re-examination, My Lord.

But new evidence
has come to light.

I need to make an application
to recall Miss Kim Baker and re-examine her.

I have a statement
from your friend, Trisha Rowe.

She is prepared
to give evidence

to say that you phoned her
last night in a panic.

And said that
you weren't even sure,

Paul Darnell came to your door
on the day in question.

Is this true, Miss Baker?

- I thought he was at the door.
- So you can't be sure it was him?

Miss Baker,
you are under oath.

If what your friend says
is true,

then I would advise you
to come clean now.

He was following me
on the street.

- But did he come to your back door?
- You don't understand.

The way he was looking at me
at the bus stop, he did follow me!

Did he come to your back door?

I was sure
he was gonna do something.

I do understand you were scared,
Miss Baker.

But it's very important
that you tell the truth.

Can you be sure
Paul Darnell came to your back door?

Answer the question, Miss Baker.

No. I can't be sure.

In relation to the count
of murder of Ashanti Walker,

do you find the defendant
Paul Darnell guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

In relation
to the count of rape of Ashanti Walker,

do you find the defendant
Paul Darnell guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

- I love you.
- I know.

My client just wants
to get married and live a normal life.

Justice has been done,
thank you.

Mr. Steel,
how do you feel about the verdict?

I don't think justice
has been done here at all today.

I think Paul Darnell
is as guilty now as when he first went down.

The streets are safer
with him in prison.

He should never
have been--

The Director General
of the prison service would like me to thank you.

For your very public vote
of confidence in the reform system.

There's a rapist and a killer
on the streets thanks to the parole board.

- No, thanks to you.
- How do you work that out?

The verdict was heavily
influenced by you two allowing false evidence.

We do not drag the law
down a sewer to catch a rat.

Your need for a result
made you careless, James.

No, George, it was
the exact opposite.

We checked out
her story thoroughly.

You normally have a nose for a lie.
What happened this time?

She didn't lie, she exaggerated.

Which came
as a surprise to everyone.

Well, you've not only lost us
a costly and high profile trial,

but exonerated Darnell
in the process.

Our only consolation
is that he's refusing to give further press interviews.

about his mistreatment
and wrongful arrest.

He wants to move on.

- Yeah, of course he does.
- And I suggest you do the same.

It's hard enough
getting resources to follow a suspect pre-arrest.

I can hardly justify
surveillance on a man

- who's been tried and found innocent.
- No, he got away with it.

- He'll do it again.
- He can't even go outside.

There are posters of him
on every lamp post.

He's been beaten up.

I'm getting daily reports
of criminal damage to his flat.

Excrement through
his letter box.

- graffiti on the walls.
- Then he should be under police protection.

Talk to MAPPA, at least
that way we know what he's up to.

Yeah, I've done that, James.
Darnell's refused.

He doesn't
wanna be monitored by the police.

His intention is to be re-housed

and try and live a normal life.

He moves, he'll lie low,
bide his time and strike again.

And if he stays, he'll be under
a great deal of stress.

Which is exactly
what drives him to rape, remember.

You're gonna have to let this go.

His next victim's
out there somewhere, Natalie, and I can't warn her.

I can't protect her
from him. This isn't a vendetta.

All I want is for him to be contained.

Cassie Shaw
has written a formal complaint to the DPP.

Citing your libelous
comments about Darnell and the trial to the press.

And your very
public attack on his character.

He's not the victim here.

For crying out loud, James.
She's threatening to go public.

If she does, your reputation
will be ruined.

In a few weeks,
Darnell will be blending in,

planning his next attack,
working out how to do it again, only better.

Well, then,
we'll prosecute him better.

That's another
dead teenage girl, George.

Look, this is the hardest part
of this job.

Not sniffing out every last bit
of evidence, not standing up in court,

shouting the odds,
whipping up a storm. This!

Accepting that there
is nothing more you can do.

- What you doing here?
- Can't you get any peace locally?

- I'm getting death threats.
- Then get police protection.

Would it spoil your plans
for the next girl?

If I did it, you let me go.

If I didn't, there's more
like me out there.

Gets to you that, doesn't it?

Must've been agony.

To come out
after all those years of therapy.

And find out you're still
exactly the same.

Judy's my world.
Why can't you believe that?

I just wanna a fresh start.

I'm gonna get re-housed.

Your application
will be turned down.

I've just been
to see a mate in Probation over the road.

- Told me I'd find you here.
- You can't do that.

I can't stay where I am.

I can legitimately
object to you going

anywhere near
young teenage girls.

There's one living next door
to your proposed premises.

I had it checked out.

You bastard.

When we're done,
we could get something to eat.

I don't think I'll be a barrel
of laughs tonight.

What's new?
You've been a nightmare for months.

That's why
you're buying me dinner.

I've just had DS Brooks
on the phone.

We didn't expect you
to come down.

What happened?

Mum came home
and caught him with her daughter.

Pinned down in the hall.
Knife to the throat, bag over her face.

Found the weapon
on the doorstep, two major blows to the temple.

His neighbors tried
to petrol bomb his flat last night by all accounts.

Yeah, he'd been getting
death threats.

She said he could stay.
Just for a couple of days.

He didn't have
anywhere else to go.

Her daughter
was staying at a friend's house.

And she didn't tell her Mum
she was coming over.

I'm sorry.

James?

why don't you guys go home, aye?
We've got it covered here.

Yeah.