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We thought you weren't
ever coming for this.

Sign there and there.

You're not going to do anything
silly with a gun, are you, Maurice?

Mind you, no one
would blame you.

If you purchase a shotgun you
must keep it under lock and key,

as stipulated on the licence.

You understand?

Yes.

Thank you.

What is your problem?

They let me go.
The court let me go.

Come on.

Do you have any expectation
of either allaying my unease

or getting started
again today, Mr Frant?

If not, I might usefully adjourn

and take my daughter to her new
college for the start of her fresher term.

It's with much personal
regret that I should

keep a father from
such a duty, my lord.

There is a slight problem
in the witness statements.

If we could have a short
adjournment, I should be most grateful.

Customs & Excise have had
15 months to prepare this case.

During that time the
defendants have been in custody.

I'm a bit worried about the
inconsistencies in your case.

Is an adjournment really
going to do it for you?

Perhaps we could
adjourn until the morning?

If you're optimistic about getting the
prosecution back on track and not stopping.

As you point out, my lord, my clients
have been on remand for 15 months.

I wonder if you'd consider
releasing them on bail?

I don't think so, Mr Peters.

Until the morning.

All rise.

What a shambles.

A pound says they come
back tomorrow and throw it.

And without any
interference from you, Judge?

What me, interfere?

The list officer called. Can
you deal with a quick guilty plea?

- Who's for the prosecution?
- Michael Willingham.

Well, that won't be quick.
Charlie, hi. Hang on. No.

I don't think so.

Do you want to go down
now? We've just adjourned.

All right. I'll pick
you up shortly.

- My lord...
- If it's the guilty plea, I can't do it.

We need to get it out
of the way, my lord.

Your Lordship isn't
leaving the building?

We're all minded of
your security, my lord.

Find my policeman.

I'll have a pee.

My lord.

Check the street.

- Where's His Lordship?
- I believe he went to the bathroom.

You know full well
he didn't. He's left.

I know no such
thing, Mr Radcliff.

This is not the first time you've
connived with him, Mrs Cooper.

You'd do well to know
which side you're on.

I'm here to assist His Lordship.

You're here to help ensure he
doesn't get up to any of his tricks.

If you don't,

the Lord Chancellor's
Department will quickly replace you.

Is that all you're taking?
What about your sound system?

Covered. Roommate's got hers.

It's going to feel strange
not having you around.

I'm only 30 minutes away, Dad.

Chas!

Rory.

- How you doing?
- Hey.

- What did you do on your gap?
- Saved Belize.

The government there is really
trying to protect the rainforest now.

Great. Are they stopping
the multinationals?

We put sugar in
the tractor fuel tanks

and hammered spikes to the
trees to wreck the chainsaws.

- That's great.
- What did you do?

I did something far more
dangerous. I worked in McDonald's.

- Oh, have you given up being a veggie?
- It's a joke.

McDonald's would have been cooler.
I did legal stuff around the courts.

This is the Judge.
Judge, this is Rory.

We were at the cesspit together.

That's what Grandpa
calls the comp.

You two turned out nice enough.

Rory organised the AT
road-widening protest.

He stopped some major
woodlands being destroyed.

Ah, yes, I read about that. A
lot of property got damaged.

That's just police
propaganda, Dad.

I read about the murder case
you tossed last week, Judge.

- Did you get away with it?
- Just about.

- You reading law?
- Social anthropology.

All those tutors have
to eat, I suppose.

It's a joke.

If we didn't study
social anthropology, we

wouldn't know why we
queue in supermarkets.

It's a joke, Dad.

- Adam's here, and Hamm.
- Great.

The Judge knows all
the best pubs in Brighton.

You're in early, Michael.

Or were you out all night?

Oh, you're the one who was
missed at the digs last night.

The Lord Chancellor's people
nearly sent out a search party.

I refuse to become
a judicial prisoner.

The housekeeper almost wrestled me to the
ground when I stepped out to post a letter.

You'll get used to that.
Overweening concerns.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

You sure?

You know, there
was a time when I...

when I couldn't
wait to get into court.

The law ordered things,
made things right, ended chaos.

Nods in that direction.

Couldn't sleep last night.

I've got this wretched
case starting this morning.

You know the father who
shot his daughter's killer?

Jo Mills is for the defence.

Tough row to hoe.

I don't relish sending
him down for life.

- Who's for the prosecution?
- Stafford-Clark.

Oh, he's a lazy slob.

Have them in. Let him
plead to manslaughter

on the basis of
diminished responsibility.

Or provocation.

Well, four months had
elapsed between the two killings.

It might be argued that Mr Haart
had regained mental responsibility.

A case could be made that he hadn't
recovered from his daughter's death.

The non-custodial sentence
her killer got threw him back.

You still think like a
defence barrister, John.

And there's some
jiggery-pokery from the LCD.

They want an
example to stop others.

I'd have shot him if he'd run my
daughter down and left her to die.

- Now, it looks like collusion.
- Yes, but the point is...

Mr Frant.

We're going to have to withdraw.

Why?

Mr Frant.

- I'd hoped this would've ended.
- I'm sorry, my lord.

The prosecution, I regret, my lord,
can offer no further evidence in this case.

Thank you for your candour.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
the prosecution's case has collapsed.

It but remains for
me to invite you

to return a verdict of not guilty after the
clerk of the court has read the charges.

You can return the
verdict without retiring.

Members of the jury,

on the count of conspiring
to illegally import cannabis

and upon His
Lordship's direction,

do you find the defendants, James
Everett and Sean Arnold, not guilty?

Yes. Not guilty.

Is that the verdict of you all?

Well, yes.

I know it sounds daft, but technically,
the defendants remain in your charge

until you reach a verdict.

I don't suppose you wanted
them to go home with you, do you?

Or perhaps you do. Thank you.

Would you now go
with the jury, bailiff?

I'm afraid he might have
another case for you.

May I ask, at this point, that
an order be made for costs?

Both defendants have suffered considerable
hardship in the past 15 months on remand.

I thought prisoners had widescreen TV
and open access to the net while on remand.

I was thinking of
financial hardship, my lord.

Yes, yes, all right.

That isn't to say I believe the
defendants to be wholly innocent.

I will ask the Taxing Master to look
very closely at the costs involved.

Meanwhile,

I suggest Customs & Excise take
radical measures to improve their act.

Thank you.

All rise.

I didn't engineer that
collapse. A pound, please.

Well, why did Mr Frant allow the
case to go forward in the first place?

He's a wing-and-a-prayer
merchant.

I've no doubt those two
were importing cannabis.

Customs & Excise take
a slip-shod approach

and then expect the
judges to support them.

And too many do.

We'll see them back
with that one before long.

Mr Justice Nivan
has had a heart attack.

- Is it bad?
- Not life-threatening.

His murder case is coming your
way. You're the next senior red judge.

He was a bit worried by it.

The listing officer is
trying not to send it here.

I shouldn't be telling
you this, Judge.

Michael Nivan said there
was some jiggery-pokery.

I'm looking for my
next piece of work.

There's a rape case that
needs a senior, Your Lordship.

Where's the Haart murder case
Mr Justice Nivan was to hear?

Well, that would have been
perfect for us, but it's not quite ready.

I understood from
Michael Nivan that it was.

I'm not sure the presiding judge
thought it quite ready, Your Lordship.

The rape case is
very tricky, my lord.

The senior circuit judge can
do the murder. He has a ticket.

But it makes no sense for a purple
to do the murder and me do the rape.

I'll send my clerk
down for the papers.

I'd better speak to the Lord
Chancellor's Department.

- Simon Dymock.
- Simon.

It's Willy Radcliff.

We have a possible
problem at Highfield.

Mr Justice Nivan's
been taken ill,

and Mr Justice Deed is trying
to lasso the Haart murder case.

The government doesn't
want a spate of revenge killings.

An example needs to be made of the father,
and Deed can't be relied on for that.

And will you order him
not to try the case, sir?

Unfortunately, Willy, no one
can order a High Court Judge.

Not me, not the Permanent
Secretary, not even the Lord Chancellor.

Well, the tabloids are
calling for justice for the father.

Whipping up the Black community.

We already have a
protest outside the court.

Find Deed something else. If
not, lose the papers for a while.

Who's in charge here?

You cannot conduct your
protest here, silent or otherwise.

I must ask you to
move across the street.

There's been a
slight change, Rita.

His Lordship has drawn
the most interesting case.

- He's expecting the Haart papers.
- He's got the rape case, I'm afraid.

Do they think they're
putting one over me?

If I'm not speaking
out of turn, Judge,

the clerk of Number Two Court
has got a direct line to the LCD.

Check the jury panel's
assembled and send those back.

Jo?

Gosh, John, I've never seen a red
judge in his braces. You're risking gossip.

They won't even let
me get my own coffee.

- That's elevation for you.
- You ready to start the Haart case?

Not with you trying it.

Be in Number
Two in five minutes.

Ready to go.

What's the problem?

- It feels like a breath of fresh air.
- Tornado, more like.

He interferes all the time.
Makes you look incompetent.

I'll... I'll call you later.

- Dodged your minders, did you?
- I'm getting good at it.

Is the prosecution ready
to begin the Haart case?

Word is they've bounced you.

Yeah, just as soon as I find my junior.
She went for a pee about an hour ago.

Where are the papers
for the Haart case?

- He's here now looking for the pages.
- Do I look stupid to you?

- We have the rape case, my lord.
- Who is he talking to?

Put him on. Let me speak to him.

Simon Dymock,
Circuit Administrator.

- No time. I've got a trial to start.
- Did you hear that?

Don't let him. Make
him take the rape.

The Lennox rape case
really does need someone

of your superior
intellect, Your Lordship.

The Haart case begins in Number Two
in 10 minutes, with or without the papers.

All rise.

This case was to have been heard by
the presiding judge, Mr Justice Nivan.

Unfortunately,
he's been taken ill.

As the papers have
yet to reach me,

I shall require the case to be
fully opened by the prosecution.

Members of the jury, the
defendant, Maurice Haart,

is charged on this
indictment with murder,

in that he, on the 27th of
February, murdered Alex Redburn.

To this indictment he
has pleaded not guilty.

It is your task to say
whether he is guilty or not.

You may sit down.

I would, if I may, bring to
Your Lordship's attention

the demonstration currently
going on outside the court,

doubtless with the sole
purpose of influencing the jury.

Hasn't gone unnoted,
Mr Stafford-Clark.

Nor the fact that we've
just heard the jury swear

to try the case according
to the evidence alone.

Members of the jury, Counsel
for the prosecution is right

in pointing out to the court the small
demonstration taking place outside.

It suggests a racial
motivation for this case.

I must caution you

not to speak to anyone on that
demonstration about this case

or to accept any of their literature
during the course of this trial.

Before I proceed with the openings,
I'd like to see counsel in my chambers.

This is an
administrative matter.

I'd normally let you slope
off for a cup of coffee,

but as this will only take a few moments,
would you stay where you are, please?

Thank you.

All rise.

You know what I'm going to ask.

The majority of the country, if
the tabloids are to be believed,

is hostile to the whole idea of
this man standing trial for murder,

worse his going to prison
on a mandatory life sentence.

Now, I'm not saying that I agree with
them, but I must consider public opinion.

We have to decide how
justice can best be served here.

Michael Nivan was worried about
proceeding with the murder charge.

If a plea of manslaughter
were to be accepted,

I'd be minded to impose
a suspended sentence.

Personally, I'd
love to go that way.

I did discuss it with the
CPS, but they're adamant.

Well, far be it for me to try to
influence the prosecuting authorities,

but they are in danger
of finding themselves

in a no-win
situation, aren't they?

A conviction would
be very unpopular.

An acquittal will make
them seem vindictive in

charging him with
murder in the first place.

Yeah, well, I doubt
if they see it like that.

Well, you're running
the case, David.

Would Haart plead to manslaughter
if David were persuaded?

I have a client
problem, my lord.

He doesn't care whether
he wins or loses in court.

Oh.

- Jury defence statement?
- Oh, yes.

"Redburn got what he deserved."

Right.

The task before the
prosecution is straightforward,

to show beyond reasonable doubt

A, that the prisoner

carried out the actions that
killed the deceased, Mr Redburn,

and B, that when he did this,

he did it with the intention of
killing or seriously injuring him.

Now, we will show beyond
shadow of doubt that

the defendant, prior
to February the 27th,

observed and stalked
his victim, Alex Redburn,

with the clear
intention of killing him

in revenge for the tragic accident,
some four months previously

when he ran over and
killed Mr Haart's daughter.

What followed was a
premeditated act of murder.

Your name will be mud, my lord.

Oh, give it a rest, Jo. It's bad
enough that I have to have minders.

There's even a
chaplain available for me.

He could improve your character.

So how are you going
to run provocation?

Stafford-Clark's looking
to block all avenues.

No one can imagine the overwhelming
sense of loss this father feels.

He had to relive the whole
shock when Redburn walked.

You're on shaky ground. He had four
weeks to think about it before acting.

Time has stopped
for this father.

Get him to plead
to manslaughter.

I'll give him a
non-custodial sentence.

Any sentence is
meaningless, John.

Living is his sentence.

Well, it's for the prosecution to disprove
provocation, if you decide to run it.

I hope you've got some
good external witnesses.

You fancy your chances?

- Is she a good lawyer?
- She would get better under your tutelage.

- Would you like to have dinner?
- Am I the consolation prize?

Is that how you
see yourself, Jo?

I'm surprised.

It's quite hard to
maintain a positive image.

We could go back to my place.

What? Your official lodgings?

It'd go straight back
to the Lord Chancellor.

Oh, we could lose
Laurel and Hardy.

No, I gotta get back to Tom. Won't
do his homework unless I'm there.

Would save me
making a fool of myself.

Thought that's what
your minders were for.

- Hey, how's Charlie?
- She's great.

Her mother and grandfather
are still not talking to her

for choosing Sussex over Oxford.

You're lucky she
didn't choose York. I

sometimes wonder if
I'll ever see Marc again.

I'll introduce you, then
you're on your own.

Talk to your client.
Get him to plead.

This is John Deed. Jane.

Run!

Get back.

I can run provocation.

That is your only
possible defence.

For that, the jury has to be convinced
that a reasonable man like you

may have been provoked by
something that was said or done,

but even that only reduces
murder to manslaughter.

It doesn't matter what
the judge or the jury do.

I'm guilty, Mrs Mills.

A lot of people up and down
the country think otherwise.

You're risking a mandatory
life sentence, Maurice.

The court that tried Redburn made
a mockery of my little girl's short life.

What more can they do to me?

We'll find something.

I saw him that day.

Redburn.

Driving his lorry.

The same lorry
that killed my Mona.

The day you shot him? Why
didn't you tell me this before?

Provocation will run very well.

We'll put you in the witness box. You tell
the jury exactly what you just told me.

No.

- He's about to start, Mrs Mills.
- It'll keep.

Well, we can't possibly
continue with this case

until I have the information
I asked for last week.

Could you get it for me,
please? No, not now...

Excuse me, madam.

Might I have a word?

Might be better in private.

Any secrets you know, my
colleagues will know soon enough, Bob.

Your daughter phoned, madam.

Gosh, do I still
have a daughter?

She was phoning from
a police station, madam.

She's been arrested and
needs a surety for bail.

Sounds like she
needs a criminal lawyer.

- Didn't she call her father?
- He's in court, madam.

Oh, I see.

His career is
still coming first.

Well, I've got
clients coming in.

It'll do Charlie no
harm to cool her heels.

I daresay, madam.

She can try her
father or sweat it out.

Aren't you curious, George?

Oh, I know what it'll be
about. Her latest, latest protest.

Charlie wants to save the world.

You stated in evidence
what Mr Haart's actions were

when he handed you the shotgun.

What was his outward appearance?

So that we might help the jury
understand his state of mind.

He was calm, I'd say.

Very calm?

For someone who had just
shot somebody, he was, miss.

Would you say his manner
was that of someone in shock?

He was still and quiet like
shock victims, completely out of it.

Was he completely out of it when
he came to the station with the gun?

He was like a piece of putty.

You've known Mr Haart since
the death of his daughter?

It was me who broke
the news to him.

- How would you describe his state then?
- His world fell apart.

He kept saying how she was
only doing the paper round

to save up to see her nan in
Jamaica. How he shouldn't have let her.

And when you saw him
subsequently, had his state changed?

Hardly at all.

At one time, we thought he
might be planning to kill himself.

Did you take any action on that?

I asked the police surgeon to see
him. He referred him to a psychiatrist.

Did you observe the defendant at the
trial of the man who killed his daughter?

Every day. Just sitting,
not saying a word.

A couple of times I offered him
tea. It was like he didn't see me.

On each of your subsequent
meetings, Sergeant,

would it be fair to say
that he was out of it,

- glazed, like a man in shock?
- No doubt about it.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Before you step away, Sergeant,

can you tell the court
how you dealt with the

defendant's application
for a shotgun licence?

It was processed
in the normal way.

You thought these
circumstances were normal?

They weren't considered
abnormal, my lord.

Well, the man's daughter had
been killed by a hit-and-run driver.

Did it not occur to you that there might
be criminal intent in the application?

No, my lord.

The applicant was of good
character, has no criminal record.

Well, from your description of him,
the applicant might have been suicidal.

There are easier ways
to kill yourself, my lord.

Did it occur to you
that he might want the

gun to kill the man
who killed his daughter?

No, sir.

He applied for the licence
before the trial of Alex Redburn.

It was assumed Redburn
would be sent to prison.

And the application takes,
what, 10 weeks to be approved?

So it arrived after the trial.

Four weeks and one day

after the non-custodial
sentence was given to Redburn.

Are you calling the
gunsmith, Mr Stafford-Clark?

No, my lord, the defence
accepts his statement.

This can be read to the jury.

So, the shooting occurred

on the same day as
the licence was collected

and the gun was purchased? Yes.

Did you encourage the
defendant in his action?

- No, my lord. Not at all.
- No word or gesture?

I mean, the police do sometimes
encourage victims to duff someone up.

Not in my experience, my lord.

Hmm.

Do you want to come back
at all, Mr Stafford-Clark?

Thank you, my lord.

Sergeant, do you have any special
expertise for assessing people in shock?

No, sir.

Well, just so the jury
is clear about this,

your evidence as to the
prisoner's mental state was opinion.

- Yes, sir.
- Thank you, Sergeant.

How long have you
been a policeman?

19 years, my lord.

Yes. In all that time you must
have accrued a wealth of experience.

I'm sure the jury can accept that you're
an expert. Thank you. You can step down.

- Yeah?
- Daddy, it's George.

- Did Charlie call?
- I've not heard a squeak out of her.

She is in a spot of
bother with the police.

Another of her
protests, I expect.

Do you want me to send my
driver down and try to sort it out?

That's very sweet.
Let her call her father.

Must go. Oh, by the way, do
you remember GEC and AEU?

Hm. I ought to,
I gave the ruling.

It's about to make
me a lot of mun.

Here. Turn it off, will you?

- Which police station?
- The High Street.

Have the press got it?

I don't think so, Judge, or the LCD
press office would have been on.

I assumed you didn't
want your driver.

Why the hell her mother
couldn't have gone...

- John, could I have a word?
- I have to run.

- I need to speak to you off the record.
- Go on, then.

I appreciate your dilemma,
Jo, but there's nothing I can do.

You've got an answer
to most other things.

You can't tell the jury what
provoked Haart and neither can I.

So unless you get him into
the witness box, you're stuffed.

I'm sorry, Jo.

We've been working very,
very hard on your behalf.

Thank you, Mr Wheldon,

although I think we
might want more than tea.

I thought it was
gonna be good news.

It's not good news,
Mike. It's very good news.

Under the employment contracts

drafted by the lawyers to the
old union before it amalgamated,

you won't have to pay one cent in
back pensions for the closure of business.

Do I take it that the
whole 15 million is safe?

£15,620,000 at closure.

Plus 29 months'
interest at 7.4%.

The contract was poorly drafted.

The union lawyers in those days
were too keen to score political points

rather than
looking at the detail.

He said when we took over that
company they knew our intentions,

so passed on their obligations.

There's been quite a bit of case law since
Margaret Thatcher trounced the unions.

Surely the court would want
us to honour the intention?

It'll look at the
yawning gap between

intention and drafting
and find in your favour.

Fantastic.

That's it, free.

If you don't turn up for your
court appearance, I go to jail.

You couldn't do something
else for me, Dad?

Rory can't find a surety.

- I hardly know him, Charlie.
- He's one of the good guys.

He can't stay
here. It's not fair.

Okay. Just make
sure he gets to court.

Mr Justice Deed?

- It doesn't end here, Dad.
- Not with that reporter onto it.

I'll talk to the press
office, let them handle it.

I did try and get the
Ice Maiden to come.

College is pretty
hacked off with us.

They should be glad to have
students who care about something.

They own the farm we trashed.

- Not a smart move.
- It's dirty agriculture.

- Why should they be immune?
- They could boot you out.

- You could talk to the Vice-Chancellor.
- No!

I got a pile of work on, Charlie.
This is where I draw the line.

The board could send them down.

These are young
people who care, Colin.

We're all too in the thrall of
commercial interests these days.

Sometimes direct
action is the only way.

It might help Charlie's case if she
were persuaded to move back to law.

- She's got a lawyer's mind.
- You didn't tell me you had moved.

- Three days in, to marine biology.
- Why?

I think the lecturer might
have something to do with it.

- Good-looking, 30, lives life to the full.
- Come off it.

- Charlie!
- I'm trying to help.

The law is so boring, Dad.

It's wonderful, when you get
it right for someone, you soar.

That's you, Dad.

I've got too many of the Ice
Maiden and Grandpa's genes.

You could get sent down.

For trashing the wheat
or changing my course?

The sea is where we
all came from. If we can't

keep that alive, the
whole planet's doomed.

You need the law to
protect the environment.

It's done precious
little so far.

But it's not the law that's the
problem. It's the people who interpret it.

Keep your head
down. Tell Rory to.

Within five years, 90% of
wheat will be genetically modified.

Trashing a few fields is hardly
going to change anything.

It's time to raise the
ante. What do you say?

- We'd better not get caught next time.
- We won't.

Police. Get dressed.

Haart out! Haart out! Haart out!

When you saw the prisoner prior to
countersigning his gun application,

how did he appear to you?

He was rational. In control.

Certainly someone we deemed
responsible enough to own a gun.

Nothing about Mr Haart's manner
alerted you to an underlying problem?

That's correct, madam.

How many times had you met Mr Haart
prior to the interview for the gun licence?

I hadn't. I knew who
he was, of course.

Well, never having seen
him before, how would

you know if his behaviour
was abnormal to him?

Well, I'm sure Sergeant
Bridges would have said.

Sergeant Bridges said, "He was like a
man beside himself, completely out of it".

Thank you,
Inspector. That's all.

Inspector, how many applications
for a gun licence have you dealt with

from people in Mr
Haart's circumstances?

People who've had a
daughter killed? None, my lord.

Well, didn't his application prompt
you to examine his motives further?

It did, my lord. I ran a
psychological profile.

He came out with a high score
for rational, responsible behaviour.

And what are your qualifications
for psychological profiling?

I have a degree in psychology
from Leeds University.

Haart out! Haart out! Haart out!

How is the media responding to Mr Justice
Deed's daughter on the GMOs protest?

What we're getting is
generally sympathetic.

Dad is seen as
caring and concerned.

That's a pity.

Find an aggressive
investigative journalist.

There's something more
to this story, I'm sure of it.

Hi.

Do you want to come back to
the digs for an indigestible lunch?

The police have arrested Rory.

They lifted him in the middle
of the night like a terror squad.

Come on, even I don't
believe they're that bad.

You've never been arrested. We
can't even find where they've taken him.

Coop, tell them we won't
come back for toenail pie.

Get us some sandwiches
instead, will you?

- Why was he lifted?
- Don't you watch the news?

A warehouse of GM wheat
got burnt the night before last.

Charlie, that's not trashing a field.
£2,000,000 worth of damage was done.

He's innocent.
Completely. Entirely. Totally.

There's no such person.

You've got to help him.

I can recommend a good lawyer.

You can talk to your
friend at Scotland Yard.

I thought you said
he was innocent.

Your policeman friend could impress
that fact upon those dolts in Sussex.

Yes, good one. Good one.

Yes!

You should let me
win occasionally, John.

- It'd be good for my ego.
- What about my ego, Row?

- You must be in here every day.
- Laurel and Hardy say it's too risky.

All you have to do is walk down
from the seventh floor at lunchtime.

That's risky for a heterosexual male.
Even a Deputy Assistant Commissioner.

This place is full of gay
policemen at lunchtime.

Perhaps we should start betting.

If the stakes were high
enough, I'd risk the gays.

How's that murder case going?

If there was ever a
man who should never

have been put in the
dock, it's that father.

Videotape evidence
will convict him.

Unless the defence pulls
something out of the bag.

Well, if I was the arresting officer there
wouldn't have been any taped evidence.

Policemen nowadays
can't think for themselves.

But that's not what you
wanted to talk to me about.

Are you taking me to
the Ivy or Stringfellows?

- It's your turn to take me, Row.
- Not for the sort of help you want.

Why are you getting
involved, John? It's risky.

If you'd collected a
daughter or two from all

those wives you had,
you wouldn't have to ask.

- Is Charlie involved?
- No, of course not.

The boy is just a friend.

Then why put yourself on offer
for someone you hardly know?

It's no longer easy to intervene,
not even for a senior policeman.

Charlie thinks this boy
is going to be someone.

You still like to mark
out future players?

Did I wake you?

- Yeah, it was a late night, Row.
- Lucky you.

Stay clear of Rory
Brown. Tell Charlie, too.

He's a bad lot. He's being held
under the Prevention of Terrorism Act.

- Is the evidence against him sound?
- It's sound.

You asked me,
John, I've told you.

Make your own choices.

Okay. Thanks, Row. Gotta go.

- Could I stay and take a bath, Judge?
- Why not? Staff will call you a taxi.

They've probably already reported
your visit to the Lord Chancellor's office.

I don't care what your policeman
friend says. Rory wasn't there.

You had me ask him the question.

You can't change
the reality of the

situation because you
don't like the answer.

- That's what your friend is doing.
- Listen!

People are putting themselves
at risk for you and that idiot.

He didn't burn down
that warehouse.

I know with absolute
certainty he didn't.

I don't know anything
with absolute certainty.

- And I send people down for life.
- Rory was with me all night.

Well, just make sure
you're practising safe sex.

We're not sleeping together.

Tell the police
about it, Charlie.

Tell them he was with
you. They'll believe you.

Oh, sure.

What about all this strong evidence
your friend claims they have?

Well, if you weren't in
bed how were you so

certain he didn't burn
down the warehouse?

Because we were
breaking into a laboratory

where they do work for
the biotech companies.

Oh, Charlie, Charlie,
what are you telling me?

We were 90 miles away, trashing database
for thousands of genetically modified...

We're talking serious crime
here. I'm a High Court judge.

I have a duty to report
criminal activities.

Those companies
are the criminals.

They don't know what's
going to happen when

they release this
genetically modified crap.

- Then find another way to change things.
- These people own the government.

Yes, and your lot
owns public opinion.

Getting a criminal record and ruining your
future isn't going to achieve anything.

- Who cares about my future?
- I do.

I care very much.

Stay!

Woof! Woof!

My lord, it's for
your own protection.

I'm meeting a senior policeman.

How are you gonna keep
me any safer than he does?

Why did you take the job, if
you don't like the trappings?

So that I can take the
300% drop in salary.

You better tell me all you know.

This Rory Brown problem's
not going to go away.

I've told you too much already.

- Just how involved is Charlie?
- Charlie's not involved.

The Sussex police
think that she might be.

They're way off
beam. Burn everything?

My advice is to stay clear.

For your sake and Charlie's.
Rory Brown's a dope fiend,

who gets himself out of trouble
by putting others in the frame.

- Did you hear what they talked about?
- He told me not to come into the gym.

I thought you were
supposed to stay close.

I'd have had to fight him, sir.

A friend at the Yard told me

Deputy Assistant Commissioner
Colemore is making inquiries

after one of the protestors
arrested with His Lordship's daughter.

- Rory Brown.
- Excellent, Stephen.

Let me drop you.

It's only a question of time before
you tell us what we want to know.

I didn't burn that
warehouse. I wasn't there.

- We have an informant who says you were.
- I wish I had been.

How involved is Mr
Justice Deed's daughter?

It doesn't matter about you.

What I'm going to do is offer you a
very simple way of getting out of this.

- Is it all right to talk, Dad?
- Depends what you say, my darling.

- Rory's back.
- Good.

I don't know. He's sort of
changed. He wants to talk to you.

What's this about, Charlie?

He wouldn't say. He
just said it was important.

Will you see him?

Okay. Have him call this number.

It's straightforward
enough, Judge.

That sounds like
blackmail, Rory Brown.

I'm just pointing out, sir. If I
go down, Charlie goes too.

The only alibi I've got for the warehouse
burning is breaking into the laboratory.

Charlie was there.

Yes, I've two more witnesses to
call for the prosecution, my lord,

but I'm wondering in view of the hour, if
this might not be a convenient moment.

Yes, that would be
sensible. Thank you.

All rise.

Shall I take your wig, my lord?

Is there anything I can do?

I can't let Charlie go down the
tubes without doing something.

But there are inevitable
consequences.

Well, I could keep an eye on the list,
see who gets the young man's case.

You could maybe have
a word with the judge.

- Is that how it works, Coop?
- So I believe, my lord.

Judge. I've told you
before I prefer Judge.

Well, you'll have
to be very careful.

If Willy Radcliff gets a whiff of
it, it'll go straight back to the LCD.

I still have friends
among the POLEs.

People Of Low Esteem. That's
what some of the circuit judges call us.

- Mrs Mills, Judge.
- What can I do for you, Jo?

I just wanted to see how you
are. You hardly interrupted all day.

- You don't like me interrupting.
- What's wrong?

Nothing.

You are the only judge I've ever
known to show any real feeling.

It's Charlie, isn't it?

- Let's get a drink.
- What about Laurel and Hardy?

Coop, send my driver
on an errand, will you?

I'll go to the loo and
lose my policemen.

Shut up and listen, John.

- I understand you wanna get involved.
- Do you think I've been stupid?

Very.

- You've spoken to Row Colemore.
- He's a friend.

Charlie thought Rory
Brown was a friend.

This assumes that I'll
remain on the bench.

I'll help my daughter and
her friend and then resign.

- You might not be afforded that luxury.
- I intend to help any way I can.

Just remind the jury how the defendant
said he'd like to kill Mr Redburn.

As violently as possible.

When he was, in your opinion,
calm and rational, Dr Dundas?

Yes, he was.

Isn't such a threat a fairly normal
reaction from an angry, grieving father?

I have seen it before
in grieving parents.

Anger in grief is
fairly common, is it?

Very common, my lord.

Is it possible, Doctor,
that in this state, a

man might be provoked
into a violent reaction

triggered by some later,
less serious incident?

It is possible.

There is casework on this.

- Are you citing authority, Mrs Mills?
- I will be doing so, my lord.

- You want to come back, Mr Stafford-Clark?
- No, my lord.

Thank you, Dr Dundas.

That was my last witness and concludes
the case for the prosecution, my lord.

Then, I'm sure the jury
will enjoy an early day.

I remind you not to
discuss this case other than

among yourselves when
gathered all together.

Thank you, till the morning.

All rise.

None of this would have
happened had she gone to Oxford.

- Which is where she belongs.
- I wouldn't bet on it, knowing Charlie.

- She needs a firmer hand.
- Well, you could well be right, Joe,

but neither one of us
wants to lay that on her.

Here you go.

- My lord.
- If you want me to help with this mess...

Charlotte must agree
to read law at Brasenose.

- I've spoken to the college.
- You're getting simple-minded, Joe.

You should spend some more time with
her instead of being hacked off with her

at spending so much time
with her very common father.

Charlie will exercise
choice to her last breath.

- Her choice.
- Look where it got her, on police bail.

I'd hoped you'd respond
like a grandfather.

I don't enjoy seeing my
granddaughter out of control.

She is a warm, responsive human
being. She is not out of control.

Then why is some wretched
journalist trying to contact me at home

concerning her relationship
with someone called Rory Brown?

Charlie thinks those companies are a
bunch of criminals. She's probably right.

Breaking the law is not
the way to check them.

Joe, she's 19 years old. She
wants to change the world.

- Didn't you ever want to do that?
- Emotional rubbish.

You've involved the Deputy
Assistant Commissioner

and now you're
trying to involve me.

How do you know
about Row Colemore?

Nothing much escapes
the Lord Chancellor's people.

Think about my offer.

I don't need to for
one second. No deal.

I shall have to report what you're
asking to the proper authority.

Of course. You're
an emotional cripple.

You could never exercise judgement
where feelings were involved.

I don't understand
your florid language.

I suspect it's to
disguise your hypocrisy.

My hypocrisy?

You tried to gain the moral high ground
while perverting the course of justice.

We're talking about the
future of my daughter.

It was obvious from the start

that yours was a career
that would end ignominiously.

It's less a question of what you
know than where you come from.

Well, you were always
well-connected, Joe.

That's what stopped your bad
judgements being overturned.

You're a time-server.
A bench-polisher.

You'll never make a law lord.
You're just not sharp enough.

Get out before I do
something I might regret.

What's this? A spark of emotion?

You do your worst. I
won't let Charlie suffer.

You look tired. Is
anything the matter?

- Derek was bad again over the weekend.
- Has he been to see a doctor yet?

He's scared of
what they'll find.

My ex-father-in-law's
sister's saying he's got a

problem with his prostate
and one of his testicles

and he could have had them both
sorted out when he was Derek's age.

I'll make him go.

The rapist from three weeks
ago is back for sentence.

Okay. Let's get that in
before Haart resumes.

They're all ready, Judge.

- Any sign of the boy's case yet?
- My spies are still looking out.

All rise.

Haart out! Haart out!
Haart out! Haart out!

Step aside! Quick!

- This trial is a racist sham.
- Yeah, right on, brother.

Unlucky. Wrong trial.

Your timing is as ill-judged
as your convictions.

I can't think that a narrow cell is
more inviting than the pavement.

You can watch from the gallery
and check if we're being racist.

But if you interrupt
you go down the steps.

Take him out.

Before the jury returns, am I going to
hear a submission from you, Mrs Mills?

Yes, my lord, no case to answer.

The prosecution has conspicuously
failed to establish in evidence

that Mr Haart was other than
provoked in the action he took.

Even though a certain
time had elapsed,

during which one might assume
that reason had resumed its seat,

they had failed to realise that,
as in The Queen and Mary Loman,

that provocation can be delayed
by up to two years in grief and anger,

and triggered by a
lesser provocation.

Yes, I'm familiar with the authority.
I was the defending barrister.

However, it goes more to your
defence than your submission.

I assume you will be
submitting evidence as to

what triggered the
provocation after the delay

and I look forward to it, but
I'm afraid I'm against you here.

Let's have the jury back in.

I call Dr Eugene Baldichino.

Do I understand you're
not calling your client?

No, my lord.

Well, I'm obliged to
warn you of the inference

that might be drawn
from the silence.

- Have you explained this to the defendant?
- Yes, my lord.

Would a short adjournment
be of assistance to you?

- I am obliged, my lord.
- Very well.

Shall we say 20 minutes?

It's a real risk.

Your best chance is to tell the
jury exactly what provoked you.

I'm sure they'll respond in
the way that we want them to.

That won't bring
back Mona, Mrs Mills.

I know you're trying your best.

But nothing really
matters anymore.

Mona was his life. He was
always talking about her,

her achievements.

Next most important thing
was his work at the hospice.

Following Mona's death, he only
seemed to function on automatic pilot.

It is possible he had delayed some big
emotional response to his daughter's death,

awaiting the right or wrong
sort of provocation to trigger it?

Yes.

Can you explain that?

Mr Haart was constantly dealing
with intensely emotional situations.

Like other hospice
staff working with the

dying, he learnt to block
against his emotions.

Do those blocked
emotions ever emerge?

Yes, at inappropriate times.

You can't shut that
emotional response off forever.

- Yes, but in what circumstances...
- My lord, may I examine my own witness?

I'm obliged, my lord.

Dr Baldichino, can you
describe Mr Haart's response

when the man who killed
his daughter was sentenced?

He went inward, as he did to
the news of his daughter's death.

- Did you think that was the end of it?
- No.

Mr Haart went
deep into depression.

For this reason, I spent as
much time as possible with him.

I feared that one day all
this anger would surface.

In the most inappropriate manner, when the
provocation reminded him of Mona's death.

- Yes.
- And in this state he'd...

"function on automatic, often
not aware of what he was doing"?

Yes. Familiar actions are performed
without emotional connection.

Would he be aware of the
consequences of his actions?

For example, if he put a patient
in a scalding bath, he'd burn,

turn off her oxygen, she'd die?

Yes, of course.

Are we to assume that he would
have been aware of his intentions

in stalking the man responsible for
his daughter's death with a shotgun?

My lord, I may have
missed something but...

the defendant collected the
licence and purchased the shotgun

the same day that
Mr Redburn died.

I don't recall evidence of the defendant
stalking the deceased man with a shotgun.

The prosecution's
case is that Mr Haart

applied for the licence
and bought the shotgun

with the intention
of killing Mr Redburn.

If that proves to be so, then
stalking's not unreasonable.

Even if it is slightly emotive
language, Mr Stafford-Clark.

Well, then, can we assume that
in the clinical state you describe

he'd have known what he was
doing when going after Mr Redburn?

- But of course.
- Thank you, Doctor.

Mrs Mills.

Despite being aware of
what he was doing, Doctor,

would Mr Haart have been able to
stop himself reacting to a provocation?

What sort of provocation
are you suggesting, Mrs Mills?

Well, for example, my lord,

if Mr Haart saw the deceased doing what
he was doing when he ran his daughter over,

driving his lorry in a
dangerous and illegal manner.

Well, are you offering in
evidence that the defendant saw

Mr Redburn driving his lorry illegally
and dangerously before he was killed?

My lord, I must object
to this hypothesis...

No. No, I will let
the witness answer.

It goes to helping the jury
understand the nature of provocation.

But keep in mind the defence
hasn't offered this in evidence.

Put the question again.

Despite being aware of
what he was doing, Doctor,

would Mr Haart have been able to
stop himself reacting to such provocation?

- No, no, no, my lord, I really...
- It's arguable that he was provoked.

You can answer the question.

It would almost certainly have been
spontaneous, unstoppable action

in the face of such
provocation by Mr Redburn.

Thank you, Dr Baldichino.

Before you step away, Doctor, can you
tell us why the response is provoked later

and not at the obvious
time of the child's death?

It's like a head of
steam in a kettle.

For so long, the lid holds
it down. The provocation

could be major or
minor during this period.

The strength of the emotions being
held down determines when it will blow.

Despite his suffering, was
Mr Haart able to reason?

- I would have to say yes.
- Thank you, Doctor.

Why do you have
to interfere so much?

What are you trying to do?
Punish me for not sleeping with you?

I know we have a social relationship,
but I am still His Lordship, Mrs Mills.

Oh, you must be the most
infuriating man to be married to.

Coop, would you be an angel and
get Mrs Mills a soothing cup of tea?

- I'm trying to get at the truth.
- Don't patronise me. You undermined us.

Provocation won't run
after that time lapse.

The prosecution was
giving me a free ride.

I have to be seen to be fair.

That creep of a clerk talks
to the LCD every five minutes.

Since when do you
care what they think?

I'll be less effective if the
Permanent Secretary hauls me in.

God forbid that should happen.

Get me a drink.

And I wasn't a complete pain to live
with. You should try it one weekend.

I don't believe anyone
lasts a whole weekend.

You didn't get Haart to testify.

I can't manhandle him.

If I put him in the witness box

he'll say he shot Redburn and
Redburn got what he deserved.

I'd have done the
same in his shoes.

Well, we'll just have to
get him to tell his story

without going into the
witness box, won't we?

Would you like to have dinner?

Sorry, too much work.

Fascinated to learn
that Deed made an

approach to a Lord
Justice of Appeal, Joseph.

The man has no
background, Simon.

It's a wonderful
lever he's given us.

Trying to pervert the
course of justice goes

way beyond a slap from
the Permanent Secretary.

I'll throw Deed to my
investigative journo.

Well, don't forget
that I am involved.

You correctly reported
it to a Senior Law

Officer in the Lord
Chancellor's Department.

- I do want to help my granddaughter.
- Fine.

But we will have Deed's
resignation at the end of it.

Mrs Channing, my lord.

What would the
tabloid headlines be?

"Hanging Judge Hooked
On Cowboy Films"?

Justice was straightforward
in those days.

It was totally barbaric.

Do you want some takeaway? It's
the only way I can survive the digs' food.

Is there anyone here, John?

- Only the servants.
- I meant anyone intimate.

- Would it matter?
- Daddy seems to think so.

I was reluctant to come
here. Too many spies.

So I hear.

Daddy's taken action.

Does that make any sense?

There's no longer a prima
facie case against the boy.

- The prosecution will fall at committal.
- My God.

- The old man found some guts.
- Would you please tell me what's going on?

You're looking
very good, George.

Yes, well, I made a
lot of money this week.

It suits you.

Just because they're
corporate clients doesn't

mean that they can't
sometimes be right.

Well, at that level, business
is always exploiting somebody.

What about providing jobs?

Oh, yes. Providing
jobs, of course.

Oh, God.

You're so superior.

What?

You're very sexy when
you're angry, George.

It doesn't work.

Not anymore, John.

Just what is it they're up to?

Daddy was being
as secretive as John.

A friendly journalist told me
Charlie is somehow involved.

With the boy whose
case has fallen?

God, I hate being
shut out of anything.

I'll find out all I can.

Don't keep me in suspense. It's
good news, isn't it? It is good news?

The warehouse
burning charge is gone.

Thank you.

I can't pretend I'm sanguine
about breaking into the lab.

- Were others involved besides Rory?
- There were eight of us.

You see, there's the weakness.

Most common or garden crims are
caught by people informing on them.

They're all committed
eco-warriors.

Faced with going to prison, any
one of them might sell you out.

- Your friend Rory for a start.
- No, he wouldn't.

He's done it before, Chas.

That's stupid. I don't
believe you. Who said so?

It wasn't for Rory's sake
that Rory was pulled clear.

It was to stop him
from selling you out.

- Come on, I'll buy you dinner.
- I can't, Dad. I'm meeting someone.

Be careful who you get
involved with in direct action.

I can't pull this
trick again, Chas.

When you come to consider
your verdict, ladies and gentlemen,

I want you to keep to
the forefront of your minds

the three most salient facts
that we heard in evidence.

The prisoner applied for a shotgun
licence before Alex Redburn was sentenced.

He didn't snatch up a gun
and rush to this man's house

the moment he
heard of the tragedy.

Four months elapsed between
the death of his daughter

and Mr Redburn getting sentenced
and his subsequently being shot.

Four months

for the defendant to plot
and plan this execution

and then calmly
confess to his deed.

Now, let's examine
the third point,

the videotaped confession,

to remind ourselves exactly
how calm he was at this time.

I went to his house and
waited for him to come home.

When he arrived,

I followed him along
the path and shot him.

Why did you shoot him, Maurice?

Why now?

There was no plot.
There was no plan.

Mr Haart was provoked
when he shot Mr Redburn.

I invite you to consider how Mr Haart was
a different man after his daughter's death.

A man with the lid down, waiting
to explode at the right provocation.

Some saw the very
lenient way his daughter's

killer was dealt
with by the court

as provocation.

But he suppressed that,
as the psychiatrist explained,

and the pressure
continued to build.

Maurice Haart did not
plan to kill Alex Redburn.

He was provoked into doing so

as clearly as if Mr Redburn had goaded him
directly over the death of his daughter.

Here was a man whose very life
stopped with the death of his child.

And knowing, as we do,
how he felt about Mona

and knowing how we feel about
our own children or grandchildren,

ask yourselves if what he did

isn't something you might
have done in his shoes.

In arriving at a just
and proper verdict,

what you have to consider is whether
Maurice Haart shot and killed Alex Redburn.

If you accept that he did in fact do the
killing, what you then have to consider

is whether he
did so deliberately

and with the intention of causing his
death, or of causing him serious injury.

The prosecution say that he did.

They say that he
planned the whole thing.

And that he executed
that plan in cold blood.

They remind you
of the delay involved.

But the defence has
raised provocation.

Now, provocation means

doing or saying something which causes
a person to temporarily lose his reason,

something which would
cause a reasonable man

of Mr Haart's age and
character to do likewise.

Dr Baldichino says

Mr Haart's frustration was building
like a head of steam in a kettle

and that provocation in
this clinically depressed man

might not bear any time
relation to the original act.

Now, you've heard a lot of evidence
and a good many submissions.

The only person who truly
knows whether there was a trigger

is the defendant, you may think.

You have not heard from him.

Now, if you find that the defendant killed
Mr Redburn with the necessary intent,

then you must be sure that
he did so without provocation.

This is a very important
decision. While sentence is for me,

it's pointless pretending that you don't
know what the sentence is for murder.

- Manslaughter for a pound.
- I wouldn't take your money.

Coop, could you rustle up some
coffee and sandwiches, please?

- Not for me.
- I'll eat his.

You could be in trouble.

The woman who runs PR
at the Lord Chancellor's office

has been asking
awkward questions.

Is she getting anywhere?

She's got a bent policeman to
search the Police National Computer

to check what moves I made
around that warehouse burning.

She's asking if you're
involved in a cover-up.

And what am I supposed
to be covering up?

That's what she's trying to find
out. She could be in trouble as well.

Conspiring with a police officer to
illegally enter the police computer.

We can get her on that.

If I knew what I was
steering anyone away from,

I could steer them away from it.

Yeah?

Jury are coming
back in, Your Lordship.

If you consider the
defendant may have been

provoked in the way
that I explained to you

then the correct verdict
would be not guilty

of murder, but guilty
of manslaughter.

Does that answer your question?

All right, off you go.

Thank you, sir.

Let's take another
vote around the table.

What's the point? Why
don't we let him go?

- Because he did it.
- Wouldn't you?

It doesn't matter what she or
anyone else would do in his shoes.

Course it does. That's
the whole point. It's

what any reasonable
person would have done.

Not weeks and
weeks after the event.

He was provoked.

It just took a long time to pop.

We don't know if
there was a trigger.

You know what happens
if we can't agree?

- They'll declare a mistrial.
- Wrong.

We get to go home tonight. And then we come
back and argue like this again tomorrow

and the day after that.

Well, I don't want to come back
tomorrow. I'll go along with you.

Guilty.

But you thought he
was rightly provoked...

I've got a business to run.

- You can't change like that.
- Yes, he can.

He has to weigh the evidence,
not change because of his business.

Take a vote on it.

Show of hands for guilty.

We've got 10-2
majority. That'll do.

We're there. At last.
We can live with 10-2.

We can't. Not unless
the judge so directs us.

Well, let's go and
get his direction, then.

Those who say he's not guilty?

What're you doing?
Put your hand down.

I've changed me
mind. Now it's 9-3.

- You can't do that.
- You did.

Let's go through
the evidence again.

I'll have a word,
sir. I'll be right there.

Mrs Mills, might I have a word?

His Lordship might not
be sitting much longer.

So I wouldn't get too close.

- Why are you saying this?
- All rise.

Are you likely to reach a verdict in
the imminent future? Say, before 4:30?

I don't think so, my lord.

Very well.

Then I'm going to send
you home for the night

so you can continue discussing
this most important matter tomorrow.

You are charged not
to discuss this case

other than with fellow jurors,
when gathered all together.

You will report back to the
jury room by 10 a.m. tomorrow.

All rise.

Haart out! Haart out!
Haart out! Haart out!

Simon? Willy Radcliff.

We have a potential problem.

A juror's been seen talking to and
taking literature from a protestor.

Have you alerted His Lordship?
You'd better tell him straightaway.

We could go for a retrial and still
give it to the Senior Circuit Judge.

Deed would kick up a
stink if we show our hand.

How do you read the jury?

Unreliable.

In that case, we might
have to force Deed's hand.

Let me know what he says, Willy.

We have a problem, my lord.

The usher has seen a
juror talking to a protester.

Is the usher sure
it was a juror?

Yes, of course.

Well, there's nothing
to be done tonight.

- Will you deal with it in court, my lord?
- Yes.

In camera, I think.

I'm given to understand that despite
my explicit directions not to do so,

one of you has had contact
with one of the protesters outside.

Do you need to be named or will
the person who did so stand up?

What do you have to
say for yourself, Mr Reid?

I wanted some more
information, my lord.

I wanted to ask them why
they think the trial is racist.

Do you realise I could send
you to prison for what you did?

I could discharge the jury and
then we'd have to start all over again.

It's hardly fair to the defendant or the
taxpayer who would have to foot the bill.

Are you a taxpayer, Mr Reid?

Yes, my lord, I own
a small printing works.

Well, I don't doubt that your
presence on the jury is difficult.

I don't doubt that you want
to get back to your print works.

Well, I'm not going
to send you to prison.

I'm not even going to stand you
down and continue with 11 jurors.

Unless either counsel has
any reasonable objection,

I'm going to insist
that you do your duty

and trust to your honour
that you weren't influenced.

- My lord...
- I think we've dealt with this

in a proper adult
way, Mr Stafford-Clark.

- Well, I guess...
- If you have no objections, Mrs Mills,

I think we'll continue.

My lord, might we have a
discussion in your room?

Do you have right of
audience in this court?

No, I thought not.

This court is no
longer in camera.

The jury will resume
its deliberation.

All rise.

So what makes you think
Dymock has anything on you?

He's hanging around here.

I've been stupid
for my daughter.

That's what fathers
are for, John.

I mean, that's why Maurice
Haart is facing life in prison.

Pleading provocation
isn't gonna help me, Jo.

I'm sure he's got
less than you think.

He's not the type to keep quiet.

Well, I'm assuming he
can't afford to start all

over again because the
trial judge is disgraced.

Do one last thing
for your client, Jo.

If the jury comes back
guilty, which I'm sure they will,

get him to make a
statement from the dock.

Oh, what's the point?

There's only one
sentence if it's guilty.

I'm sure he'll want
to tell his story.

I've got a dreary
official dinner.

Ah, my lord.

On reflection, I think you made
a wise decision this morning.

How's your lovely daughter?

Keeping her out
of trouble, are we?

We're certainly trying, Simon.

Oh, this is Ishbel McDonald.

She handles PR for the
Lord Chancellor's Department.

She has something for you.

That is being offered to The
Guardian for publication tomorrow.

It deals with how you
conspired to help your daughter

and Rory Brown avoid arson charges
when they burned a warehouse of GM crops.

You might like to consider
resignation as an alternative, my lord.

If you go to press,
you'll be arrested.

You conspired with a police officer
and illegally entered the police computer.

Now, you might not go to prison for this
offence, but your career will be finished.

Yours too, when she
tells who put her up to it.

Be careful how
you dispose of that.

Excuse me, my lord.

There's a phone
call. It's your daughter.

Tell her I'll call back.

He'll call you back.

What was that about?
Is it difficult to talk?

Too many extensions
on the house phones.

Are you managing
to stay out of trouble?

I'm trying. It's difficult.

Well, remember what I told you,
darling. Your friend could be dangerous.

I couldn't bear the thought
of anything happening to you.

I've decided to cool it.

I mean, it wouldn't
do to have a record

if I were to switch back to law.

Have you reached a verdict upon
which at least 10 of you have agreed?

We have.

How do you find the defendant,
Maurice Haart, on the count of murder?

Guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

Was that the verdict of
you all or by a majority?

It was a majority.

How many agreed and
how many disagreed?

Ten agreed and two disagreed.

Very well.

Just stay in your
seats, will you, please?

Throughout this trial

you have chosen to
remain silent, Mr Haart.

Often inferences are
drawn as to that silence,

rightly or wrongly.

You have been found guilty of
murder. There is only one sentence.

Before passing it...

is there anything you would
like to say to this court?

I'm sorry

for the trouble I've
caused everyone,

especially Mrs Redburn.

I know she and Mr
Redburn had divorced,

but because of what happened,
he had no chance to change.

People can change.

Suffering makes people change.

There's no way to understand
why you survive your child.

Grief makes you angry.

There's nowhere to turn.

No escape.

Nine years of working in the hospice
could no way prepare me for that.

I'd stay on at work,

or walk the streets.

I couldn't go back home

knowing I would see
something that belongs to her,

something I couldn't
bear to give away.

When your mother died, Mona,

Social Services said you were
too little for me to cope on my own.

They wanted to put
you in a foster home,

but I wouldn't let them.

We were just fine.

I've asked myself over and over

why you had to do
that paper round.

I shouldn't have let you.

I shouldn't have.

You wanted to save up to
go and see Nana in Jamaica.

You saved every single penny.

It's all in the post office.

£249.

You just needed £60 more.

I failed you.

And now you're gone.

Gone forever.

And nothing will
ever bring you back.

I even did your round,

just to be on the streets
where you'd been.

Then one morning,

I saw him.

I heard a screech of tyres...

He's innocent.

And there he was, driving
that same lorry again.

It was just four weeks
after the courts let him off.

There he was, like
nothing had ever happened.

Something inside me snapped.

I just sat down on
the kerb and cried.

He's not guilty.

I don't remember
much after that.

We made a mistake.

I just wanted to stop
him from killing Mona.

Stop him from
killing my little girl.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Mr Haart.

Perhaps someone
has some tissues?

Is there

a possibility

that you may have made a mistake,
in the light of what you've just heard?

My lord, you can't do
this, the verdict is final.

It's perfectly in order to
do so. There is a precedent.

The Queen and Ms
Casarotto is the authority...

That was a totally different situation.
The foreman made a mistake.

You're asking the jury to change
their minds after what they've heard.

- The Queen and Maloney...
- Calm yourself, Mr Stafford-Clark.

I'm just checking
whether, as you so

helpfully put it, the
foreman made a mistake.

My lord...

my lord, we did get it wrong.

We want to change the verdict.

This is completely irregular.

No, mistakes do happen. I
accept what the jury has said.

Take the verdict
again, Mr Clerk.

The judge is behind you, not
in front. Take the verdict again.

Now.

Do you find the defendant, Maurice
Haart, guilty or not guilty of murder?

Not guilty.

Do you find the
defendant, in the alternative,

guilty or not guilty of manslaughter
by reason of provocation?

We find the
defendant not guilty.

You...

find him not guilty of murder
and not guilty of manslaughter?

Yes, my lord, not guilty.

Very well.

I accept your changed
verdict. Off you go, Mr Haart.

It's all over.

All rise.

Do you think we'll
get away with it?

Well, it was a very
popular decision, Judge.

Never second-guess a jury. I didn't
mean them to let him off completely.

That was brilliant, John. How did
you know the jury would change?

I'm not convinced
I'll get away with it.

Can't reverse it.

Well, the Permanent Secretary
could carpet me or the Lord Chancellor.

Then I am in trouble.

There will be a letter of
complaint from the LCD, my lord.

The jury made a genuine mistake.

That was no mistake, you
made the jury change its mind.

You shouldn't be a victim
of your emotions, my lord.

Oh, shouldn't I?

I await the letter of
complaint with interest. Jo...

Better look up that case
the prosecution yelled at me.

A little bit of ducking and
diving might be called for.

I hope this means you're not resigning.
The law could do with more judges like you.

This judge could do
with a drink, then lunch,

then perhaps finally
to make love to you.

Not necessarily in that order.

I love you too
much for that, John.

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