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What does Jack say he did to you?

That he raped me.

- And he didn't? - I didn't say no.

So my question is, can we say the "A" word here?

Are we aiming for adoption or are we all too shy to say it?

Running man.

Eh?

- Get off me, man! - The money.

The running man on the canal.

Why does he have your money in his trouser pocket?

I gave it to him.

It came from a hole in the wall the lunchtime before.

There's CCTV footage. Can you get it for me?

Ella.

Ella! No! Ella!

Which version is it?

They can't both be true.

Stop.

Mum.

Mummy.

How often do you get that in a jury trial?

By the way, you did it beautifully.

If that's a word you can use

about cross-examining a traumatized 13-year-old.

Yes, you can.

You absolutely have to be able to say that

or you're not a proper lawyer.

What would you be?

We need to go downstairs.

You said you'd be gentle.

She was.

Did you see her shivering?

When you agreed to run provocation,

I said there would be consequences.

Dealing with those

and understanding why they're a good thing...

That's responsibility,

something that was sucked out of your life by that man.

Ella calling out for you like she did, it's so helpful.

The jury liked it, you mean.

Helpful that they saw my daughter shaking like...

Like... And made to feel like a liar.

Sorry.

It's okay.

I-I was on my own all the time in that house.

I just wanted...

Is... Is this all right?

Yeah.

Ev... Everything works.

Um, cupboards open at just a touch.

Drawers slide in and out very, very quietly.

There's no noise, no... no mess.

W-When we had people over,

everyone would say what a lovely house we had,

and... and... and Joe would say it was all down to me, but...

You know, "Actually, it's all down to the wife,"

he'd say, with his tongue in his cheek,

and everyone would laugh, but it... it wasn't.

It was him. He wanted everything white and clean and...

It was... It was all glass.

You could see around corners. You could see through walls.

There wasn't a room... without walls that you could...

you could just be.

It was glass.

It was all... no... no color, no sun.

Sorry. Sorry. I'm...

What do you want to say about the house?

I hate it!

Yeah.

Yeah.

What's happening to me?

You're talking.

He could see everything.

He knew everything I did.

That night.

What were you worried that Joe would find out?

I went out, and I didn't tell him.

Kate's been saying she wants to go to court.

I've told her no.

Why didn't you tell me?

I've dealt with it.

She's not doing well at school.

It's fine.

It's just that she's trying to support her friend and...

"Poor effort. Unfocused. Not the usual Kate."

If you won't take it from me, take it from them.

What do you want me to do, kick her out?

"I'm sorry, Ella."

I know you're going through the most traumatic experience

any child can possibly go through,

but Kate's getting too many bad grades,

so you'll have to go"?

Life has to go on.

All the normal things don't just stop because of Ella.

Or your bloody Juliet.

You know what stopped me from going mad?

Ella.

How'd you know?

You said you did it for her.

I thought I'd lose her.

Is that still going to happen?

What about my baby?

We have to get you off on the murder.

Then it's just the manslaughter you're sentenced for.

You said probation was possible.

You have to know that a custodial sentence...

Eighteen months.

What?

That's how long babies can be in the prison.

Then...

Then...

if the sentence is any longer, I'll lose her.

I miss Ella.

Not hugging your child, it's, um...

It's been a long time.

At the police station...

they were going to let me see her.

They?

One of the policemen.

What happened?

He broke his promise.

When did he tell you you could see Ella?

After you'd left.

Before the second interview.

Mm-hmm.

I was present when she was charged

with the attempted murder of her husband.

What was her reaction?

She asked if she could clean her teeth.

Anything else you noticed about her demeanor?

Earlier, there was a lot of blood on her...

Her husband's blood...

and she was very anxious about her nightie.

Her nightie?

What about it?

It was on the wrong way around.

And she didn't like it like that.

It was very important to her that it be...

the right way around.

What were you doing just before 7:00 that morning?

I was in the canteen, writing my notes.

You were nowhere near the canteen.

You were down in the cells

telling Juliet Miller she could see her daughter

if she gave you a second interview.

No.

And it was made very clear to her

what you wanted her to say in that second interview.

No. Never happened.

So if we were to ask Ella

about you setting up a chance encounter

between mother and daughter in the cell area

to soften up an already deeply distressed woman,

it would be amazing if she came down on her mother's side.

It didn't happen.

Are you saying the defendant is lying about this?

Well, there's no other explanation I can see.

Unless, of course, it's true.

You stopped thinking

the moment Juliet Miller arrived at the police station.

You never once countenanced the possibility

that this woman could be a victim of abuse

because that's not how you ever think.

Well, actually, it's all we do think about.

Domestic violence is right at the front of our heads.

- So I think it's... - Then you'll know

that abused women present as cold and matter-of-fact

when suffering from traumatic shock.

I'm fine-tuned to spot a victim of abuse.

I'm telling you... Juliet Miller is not what you think she is.

He's lying.

Yeah, and we can prove it if Felix lets us recall Ella,

which will be hard for Juliet, so it'd better be her decision.

Yes.

Are you all right?

Yeah. Fine. Why?

I'm fine-tuned to spot a victim of a classy performance

in the witness box.

And put Ella on standby for a recall.

- Only standby? - Yeah.

I don't want her to be here any longer than she needs to be.

Or you haven't had instructions from Mum yet.

The Bible or affirming?

The Bible.

Is it right that the drugs squad

were carrying out a surveillance operation

on the Regent's Canal between January and March?

Yes.

Mm. And do you have the surveillance log with you?

Yes.

Can you look at the entry for March 9th?

You're not looking at it.

I know what it says.

Is there reference to someone labeled RM in the log?

- Yes. - Who is that?

That's Joe Miller... Running Man.

And is there reference

to someone labeled "J" in the log?

- Yes. - Who is that?

A drug dealer working the canal.

And is there contact between RM and J on March 9th?

3:47 p.m...

The log says RM stopped and talked to J

and something was passed between them.

Is it right that £620 in £20 notes

was found in the pocket of Joe Miller the night he was stabbed?

Yes.

Is there a point to this, Ms. Klein,

or are you just throwing mud around?

Thank you, Your Honor, for your... guidance.

We will return to this with another witness.

Were you in the police station at 6:55 a.m.

on the morning of March 10th?

Yes.

Did you see D.I. Sexton?

Yes.

What did you have to eat?

I'm sorry?

Well, Sexton tells us he was in the canteen

between 6:30 and 7:30, writing up his notes.

That's where you must have seen him... at 6:55.

It must have been.

I don't need to remind you that you are still under oath.

No, you don't.

I lost an hour for you.

- I know. Thank you. - You made me lie on oath.

- It wasn't me. - Of course it was you.

I had to corroborate your lie.

It's your choice. You could have gone either way.

Us and them, boss, whether you like it or not.

But when it comes right down to it on oath, you're one of us.

I was upstairs in the bedroom with Joe.

I went downstairs.

I got a knife from the kitchen.

I came back upstairs with it.

What did you intend to do with the knife?

Use it.

Now, would you please help the jury

by telling us about the tone of the defendant in interview?

Matter-of-fact.

Thank you.

Have you discussed your evidence with your husband?

Yes.

Yes?

All police officers do it, and then they pretend they haven't.

So when did you first discuss the investigation

with your husband?

Well, we were together at the police station

on the first night.

And did you see him around 7:00 a.m. the following morning?

Yes.

Where?

The cell area.

Yeah. 6:55 a.m.

You're able to be very precise.

My life is full of shifts and... and notebooks.

You know, time matters.

I'm never wrong about it.

Anyone who suggested that your husband was in the canteen

at this precise moment in time would be a liar?

My mum has this expression... "pants on fire."

Meaning liar?

Yeah. Exactly.

Brilliant.

- Brilliant! - Yes.

Police officers can tell lies,

and it always helps for a jury to remember that.

The much bigger question

is why Jane Grady is grassing up Juliet on the rape.

What's in it for her? Where are you going?

One thing solicitors almost always, always do wrong.

What's that?

We spend our lives reacting to prosecution evidence

and not enough time gathering our own.

Lying doesn't bother you, then?

What percentage of defendants who stand trial are guilty...

As in they did it?

90%? Maybe more?

You ask any brief out there off the record,

they'd agree with that.

- Does lying bother you? - How many of them get off? No.

That's what I need to know, Chris.

At least half.

Yeah. So you know what?

I'm not really gonna feel that bad about playing the game hard.

No. But you are playing God.

So if you'd known what the party line was...

would you have lied?

Would you?

You lied, sir.

Why?

Because your husband doesn't deserve to lose his career

over this.

He's a good police officer doing his job.

It doesn't make him a good man, though, does it?

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I'm quite pregnant, but I'm fine.

You haven't told him.

Why not, Flo?

'Cause I don't want to.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?!

Are you tired?

Let's go home, eh?

Come on.

I'm not coming home.

How do you know?

I went to her house.

Jane never said anything about having a child.

- Did you ask? - Yes.

- What did she say? - She said she didn't.

Well, she would say that, wouldn't she?

- How old is she? - Twelve, thirteen.

She said that she wasn't raped by her husband.

She couldn't have been more clearer.

Are you a liar?

Why?

Did you tell the defendant that you have no children?

- Yeah. - Is that true?

- No. - No.

So you denied yourself any contact with your daughter

whilst you were on remand?

Yeah. Six months.

'Cause if she would've visited,

then the authorities would've found out.

Well, you must have missed her a great deal.

Yeah, I did.

After six months, it must have been almost unbearable for you.

So you gave a statement to the police about Juliet Miller,

and two days later, you were released on bail.

Mm.

You'd do anything for your daughter,

wouldn't you?

Yeah, I would.

Lying to the police about a fellow prisoner

must have come very easily to you.

So I'm telling the truth.

She knows it.

Ask her.

Joe Miller was the truest,

best, most decent human being I ever met.

And I can't stand it that he's dead,

and I will not stand by here and have his name taken in vain.

What was he doing with £620 in his trouser pocket

the day he was stabbed?

I gave it to him.

Do you usually carry that kind of money around with you?

Between you, me, and these four walls, yes.

One of the notes found in Joe's pocket has fingerprints on it

belonging to a known drug dealer on the Regent's Canal.

And that's what you're trying to pin on Joe?

His daughter's outside.

Bring her in here. Go on.

Put it to me in front of her

that her father was involved in drugs.

What's the matter, darling? You ain't got the balls?

- It's what you do, isn't it? - What?

Avoid answering the question by asking one back.

You want me to answer your question?

Yes, please.

I gave him the £600.

And when it stops being an exhibit in his trial,

it will be going to the charity it was intended for.

It's part of your job to lie, isn't it?

You protect your people, and you don't care how you do it.

And just because Joe Miller is dead,

it doesn't stop you lying for him.

Bank statement. March 9th.

£600 withdrawal from the hole in the wall

'round the corner from the chambers.

Timed, dated.

Yours, so.

He was running the London Marathon

for the prostate cancer charity.

'Cause that's the kind of man he was.

And I sponsored him... 2620s, plus Gift Aid.

Only secret he ever had from me.

What secret?

- Do I have to say? - Yes.

He was running for the 10,000 men

who die of that cancer every year in this country.

And he was running for me.

Nice.

Is that the right word?

Everyone loves a victim.

What? I'm making it up?

Excuse me. I've got to take a piss.

Shit!

Shameless opportunism... Is that a fair description

of what the jury are making of that?

Oh, you knew about this.

What's Ella doing here?

We might need her again.

Did you see her shaking after the last time?

So opportunism and heartlessness.

Jury are gonna love you.

I don't know where you lot get the front.

He's right.

There's a woman on the front row.

Every time I stand up, she folds her arms.

Jury are not with us, Jack.

We have to get something out of Ella.

Do you think she should go to prison?

I can't say, Ella. It wouldn't be fair of me.

But what do you think?

Did you see your mum at the police station?

Yes.

So anyone suggesting otherwise would be lying?

Did my Mum say she didn't see me?

No. She said she did see you.

D.I. Sexton said she didn't see you.

So which one is telling the truth?

I don't know. I can't remember.

Do you think your mum is lying?

She killed my dad.

He was so nice to her.

You can't know that.

You weren't with them all the time.

For example, you can't know what happened between them

in their bedroom.

But I can. I do know.

What do you know?

He said nice things to her in the bedroom.

- Like "I love you"? - Yes.

I'm sorry, Ella, but... you want to believe it,

so your mind makes you feel like it's true.

I heard it.

How did you hear it?

I sat on the stairs.

I used to sit on the stairs.

Did you hear anything else?

Yes.

What did you hear?

He said it really softly.

What did he say?

"Roll over."

"Roll over, baby."

We can't hear you, Ella.

"Roll over."

"Roll over, baby."

Please! I don't want this! Please!

Mrs. Miller, please.

My lord, I really must object.

Ella, you need to say it louder for the jury.

We need to hear what she has to say.

What's happening?

Ella, you need to say it one more time for the jury.

Please. Stop.

"Roll over. Roll over, baby."

Ella? I love you.

Ella. Ella, please.

Shh.

We'd better have the jury out.

- Will the jury retire? - Mummy.

I love you.

It's okay.

I love you.

It'll be all right.

What did Ella mean?

Hmm?

Okay.

You had a shower just before Joe got home.

Why?

I don't know.

Yes, you do.

Joe knew you'd had a shower. Was that why he was angry?

Where's Anna?

- You knew he'd be angry. - Jack.

When did you find out you were pregnant?

Hmm?

Was it that day?

Mm.

Well, why would that make him angry?

How'd you do that to your hand?

It's the burn from the dishes. It's... It's gone funny.

After all these months? That's not true, is it?

Why are you doing this?

This is not half of what they'll do in cross-examination.

You have to be ready.

Why was Joe angry that night?

Come on.

Come on!

I...

We haven't talked about the life insurance on the computer.

Yeah.

I know how low you can get when your life is not your own.

It was you on the computer, wasn't it?

And I think I know why.

I'm right, aren't I?

Don't tell anyone.

Promise.

I've believed in you from the start.

This is the end now.

This is where you do it for yourself.

Anything from her on the life insurance?

- Nothing. - They'll know, won't they?

If I don't bring it up in chief,

Nick will go for her in cross-examination.

Then Juliet will be forced to deal with it.

There's something you should see.

Cheers.

Why did you love him?

He was funny and warm.

And he made me feel like

the most important person in his life.

And then he'd turn.

He'd pick on something I'd done or hadn't done.

It was so hard trying to do the right thing all the time,

every single minute,

and trying to work out what the right thing was.

So what would happen when he... when he turned?

He'd be angry.

And was he angry the night it all happened?

Yes.

Was he ever angry with Ella?

No.

- With you in front of Ella? - No.

So she never saw him hurt you.

He... He didn't hit me.

But in a way, I wish he had,

because then it would have been clear.

I'd have known exactly what it was he was doing.

You see, I-I'd see him with Ella, and, um...

I couldn't see it.

How could he hide it so well?

And then I started to think I was going mad.

- And do you think he knew that? - What?

That you thought you were going mad.

He knew everything about me all of the time.

Do you think he wanted you mad?

Uh, leading question.

Rephrase it, please.

- He told me. - What?

He said, "You're not very well, and it's going to get worse.

But don't worry, because we're going to look after you."

Who did he mean by "we"?

Him and... Ella.

Thank you.

Who instigated sex the night Joe died?

I did.

How?

We were in the bedroom.

Yes. How?

I touched him.

Where?

So you aroused your husband?

Yes.

This is your reaction to being frightened of him, is it?

Is your daughter a liar?

Well, she told us she heard Joe say that he loved you.

So you can't both be right, can you?

So I'm going to ask you again... Is your daughter a liar?

No.

No. It doesn't fit with your story, does it?

Your claim to victimhood doesn't fit with a husband

who tells you he loves you moments before you stab him.

I'm going to come back to what happened in the bedroom.

But, uh, first I want to ask you about afterwards.

You went downstairs?

Yes.

Put a coat on?

I thought I might be cold.

You thought you might be cold.

And all the while Joe was lying bleeding upstairs?

Did you think he was going to die?

That's why I came to the hospital.

An hour and a half later, yes.

Where had you been?

I'd been walking in the park.

I didn't know what to do.

Did you think about Ella

and what she might be doing?

You don't understand.

I understand that you left your 13-year-old daughter

alone with her grievously wounded father.

Did Joe see the knife you'd brought into bed with you?

No.

Why not? It had a seven-inch blade.

I'd... hidden it.

Was hiding the knife something you thought about doing

while you were sitting in the bedroom all that time?

I suppose so.

So there was nothing spontaneous about your actions, was there?

Everything you did was a calculated decision.

God knows you took your time, Juliet Miller.

No. There...

Not easy maneuvering yourself in bed to get the force needed

to drive the knife into the body so hard that it stays there.

How did you do that?

I can't explain.

Then why don't you show us?

No.

Why not?

I was just so frightened.

You keep telling us about being frightened

and the danger you supposed yourself to be in.

Why didn't you leave?

Why come back upstairs?

Why not walk out the door?

Was anybody stopping you?

Why not leave when you were sitting in the bedroom

all that time, thinking that Joe was asleep?

So many opportunities to just walk away.

I had nowhere to go.

The park, the police station, the Rose house.

And what would I have said?

You mean it would have been awkward?

Embarrassing?

So you chose sticking a knife in your husband's abdomen

over social embarrassment.

Why did you choose this knife over this one...

or this one?

Grip? Size? Sharpness?

Which is the sharpest of the three knives?

Thank you.

Hold it up so the jury can see, will you?

Which has the longest blade?

This one.

Which knife did you choose?

This one.

Thank you.

The other two knives were found lined up on the kitchen counter.

Did the murder weapon form a part of this lineup?

Yes.

So you lined them up to look at?

Pretty clear rational decision-making process,

wouldn't you say?

Did the shoes you put on before leaving the house have laces?

Yes.

- Did you tie the laces? - Yes.

Yes. Which coat did you wear?

My gray one.

Sure?

It was under another coat in the coat cupboard.

Whose?

Joe's.

You tied your laces,

you picked out your coat from under your husband's,

you put his coat back in the cupboard,

you put your coat on...

a matter of moments after you'd stuck a seven-inch blade

in your husband's abdomen

and then left your 13-year-old daughter alone

to deal with the horrors you had brought about.

What kind of a woman are you?

I'm tidy.

Tidy people check their insurance policies, don't they?

On the computer.

5:01 p.m. on Monday, March 9th,

just hours before you gave your husband the knife wound

that caused his death... Is that you on the computer?

Juliet Miller.

No. The court needs a record of your evidence.

You have to say the word, please.

Yes.

We'll take a short break.

Anna.

Um, might I have a moment to take instructions, my lord?

You have to go for her.

Really go for her. Really push her.

This has to be a cross-examination,

- not a re-examination. - Ms. Klein.

First question, ask what she took from the house.

I can't. It hasn't come out of cross-examination.

- Yes, Ms. Klein? - Yes, it has.

He went on about her shoelaces, about her coat.

- Just do it and trust me. - Now, Ms. Klein.

What did you take with you when you left the house?

- I threw it away. - What was it?

Why are you doing this?

What was it?

Vaseline.

Was it yours?

- No. - Joe's?

What did he use it for?

- Well, why take it with you? - Can I have a break?

Why were you looking at the life insurance on the computer?

I wanted to know what there would be for Ella if I was...

If you what?

If I wasn't here.

Well, why would you not be?

I couldn't do it anymore.

Do what?

What couldn't you do?

What he was doing to me.

And what was that, Juliet?

Juliet, what does "Roll over, baby" mean?

Juliet?

He was buggering me!

Was that always what happened?

Yes.

Did you have normal sexual intercourse?

No.

- Was it against your will? - Yes.

And how did that make you feel?

It hurt.

And it felt like he hated me.

Like I was worthless.

And then, this night or...

this time, he was so angry.

Um, what have you done to your hand?

- I've cut it. - How? Accidentally?

No.

What? Deliberately?

It makes the pain better.

What pain?

The pain inside... The pain inside better.

Juliet, tell us what happened

when you got back into bed with Joe that night.

I can't.

You can.

You have to.

I lay down on my front next to him.

I closed my eyes.

I felt him climbing on top of me.

I had the knife underneath the pillow.

He pulled my legs apart.

I was going to lie down on the knife.

I was going to turn it and point it

and let myself down onto it.

But I couldn't.

My baby...

was inside me, and of course I couldn't.

And then something snapped.

And it was suddenly the only way.

What did you do?

I turned my head to the side.

I saw him close his eyes.

I slipped the knife out from underneath the pillow,

and I drove it back and up and into him

as hard as I could.

It went in so easily.

Juliet, when you were in the police station,

why did you want to turn your nightie around?

It had his blood on the back of it.

I didn't want anyone to know how he'd hurt me.

Why not?

I feel ashamed.

Anal sex and no normal intercourse.

Really?

Yes.

The evidence that you're a liar

is in the mother-and-baby unit at the prison.

She isn't his.

What did you say?

The baby.

She's not Joe's.

You didn't tell me.

You knew about the suicide business,

and you kept it from me.

I promised Juliet I wouldn't tell anyone.

- So you chose her over me? - Why are you talking about this?

She just got the truth out, didn't she?

She wouldn't have without me.

And the truth is she was unfaithful to him.

The baby isn't his. The truth is bloody killing us!

There are nine women on this jury.

I know what I'm doing. I'm saving her life.

Tell me.

Once.

When?

Months ago.

You're the father.

Oh, my God.

Go to court and tell them the truth.

You don't mean that.

Somebody has to tell the truth.

It was just once, over a year ago.

You're her doctor.

Yes.

You knew all about her mental condition.

Yes.

So this was a complete breach of trust.

Yes, it was.

Did she come to your house?

Yes.

Did she call you to make the arrangement?

Yes.

She was supposed to be depressed at the time?

She was depressed.

I felt sorry for her.

She instigated the meeting?

Yes.

And when she got there, who made the first move?

She did.

Thank you.

I-It was my responsibility.

She was vulnerable, and she needed help.

I took advantage of her.

It's my fault, not hers.

I will always be sorry for what I have done.

Go back to the jury room,

examine the evidence, and consider your verdict.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay.

It'll be all right.

Will the foreman please stand?

Have the jury reached a verdict upon which you are all agreed?

Yes.

Do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty of murder?

Not guilty.

Systematic. Cruel.

Extraordinarily creative.

The abuse this defendant suffered

at the hands of this man

was directed at taking away her entire identity.

This was extreme emotional control

exercised over a long period.

And, in the defendant's own words,

it was there all the time.

I ask my lord to take into account the level of abuse

when considering sentence.

I ask my lord to take into account

this woman's good character

and the period this woman has already spent in prison

with a very young baby.

Juliet Miller has two children.

There is nothing to say

she won't become a good mother to them

once she's free from the trauma she has suffered.

Give this woman and her daughters a future.

Will the defendant please stand?

You have been found not guilty of murder,

a verdict with which I entirely agree.

I have had the very great benefit

of listening to all the evidence in this case,

and it has helped me a great deal

in considering the sentence I must now pass for manslaughter.

I take into account

all the mitigation put forward on your behalf

and your plea of guilty.

I reduce the sentence accordingly.

I have to tell you that I consider this crime

to be right at one end of the spectrum in cases of this kind.

And I have therefore decided

that you will go to prison for five years.

You will serve half of this term

before being released on license.

This... This is too long.

My baby.

Please rise.

I'm sorry.

Mommy loves you.

Beautiful little baby.

It's not time.

It's almost quarter past.

It's not time.

We wait.

Shh.