All language subtitles for The Jury 2002 S01E01 Episode 1

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[RHYTHMIC MUSIC]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[RHYTHMIC MUSIC]

[WHIZZING]

[SCREAMING]

[DOG BARKING]

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

[KEYS CLANKING]

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

[PEOPLE TALKING IN DISTANCE]

[CHOIR MUSIC]

Ready?

[CHOIR MUSIC]

This jury service has come just
at the right time

because it's a big decision,
child,

signing on the dotted line.

It's no secret you were once
very much in love.

It's one of the reasons we were
so keen to have you.

You know, someone who had
experience of life.

But equally, it's why we're so
concerned that you

make the right decision.

Now, the rector is keen that you
go, you know, take this time

and find resolution in this
matter.

Then, either recommit yourself
and take your vows or--

Or don't come back to all.

That's not what he said.

Yes, it is.

Yes, it is.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Sorry.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Did you find it?

Yeah.

Sit down, son.

[INAUDIBLE] nowhere else to go.

You know, Pauline in the clinic,
she gave me your number.

That's all right.

You did the right thing.

[INAUDIBLE] for the young man,
Maria.

A [INAUDIBLE] and a nice cup of
tea.

So are you all right?

Yeah, just [INAUDIBLE]

First deal, yeah?

[INAUDIBLE] on you.

You'll be all right, son.

God didn't save you from
drowning

just so he could pummel you to
death on the beach, you know.

So what's the problem?

I got home last night to find
this.

Is a court summons for jury
service.

I must have missed it, the date
to withdraw,

because I was in the clinic when
it came in.

Why'd you want to withdraw?

Well, he said in the early
days, you should, you know,

avoid stressful situations.

- Nobody's died of it. - No.

You're not getting divorced,
eh, or buying a house.

No.

Those are stressful situations.

This is jury service.

It's a piece of piss, man.

You don't think I should do it,
do you?

Of course you should do it.

You're sober, aren't you?

Yeah.

A productive member of society.

Yeah.

Next question.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Gosh, your suit.

Yes.

Not just any suit.

Your best suit.

Yes.

I thought it would help me get
picked.

You've been picked.

No, no, no, I've been summoned.

They still have to pick me.

It explains it in there.

This way, they'll look at me and
hopefully see someone who's

respectable, honest, somebody
who's

made a special effort, who takes
his responsibility seriously,

sees it for the honor that it
is.

What, being a juror?

Sure.

To stand in judgment over
someone's destiny,

justice in your hands, isn't
that special?

To do your citizen's duty.

I thought it might be two weeks
not having to think

about selling pensions.

Not often someone of my
generation

gets a chance to do something
for his country.

It makes me feel important.

Well, if you're so keen, then,
I change.

What?

Isn't it the defense that gets
to choose

which jurors stay or go?

Yes. Is it?

Yeah.

So the defense want people who
look

like they'll acquit, right?

Right now, you look like a
pillar of disestablishment,

an authoritarian.

They'd be more likely to choose
a beach bum, a liberal,

than someone who forgives.

I'll be downstairs.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[CROWD YELLING]

REPORTER: The crowd starts today
at the school

boy accused of murdering his
15-year-old classmate,

John Mayer.

Police [INAUDIBLE] resources
have

been made available [INAUDIBLE]

[CROWD YELLING]

There you are.

Door to door.

I bet you've been looking
forward to this, ain't you?

Well, it's something different,
isn't it?

Nice to get out.

All my life, I've wanted to do
jury service,

do my citizen's duty.

Finally, the summons comes
through the door,

and who's it for?

The wrong Davis.

Looks like it's going to be a
big one.

[CROWD YELLING]

I bet you'd get that.

I bet you'd get a big, fat,
juicy murder trial.

I doubt it.

What if you do?

What it goes on for months?

It won't.

What if you get involved in
some long running trial, eh?

How am I going to cope?

You'll be fine.

See you later.

Yeah.

What's that?

Just some dry cleaning.

Do you want me to pick you up?

No, I'll make my own way back.

You're so beautiful.

Come on, then.

I love you.

You know that.

I'll see you later.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

[CHANTING] What do we want?
Justice.

When do we want it? Now.

What do we want? Justice.

When do we want it? Now.

What do we want?

Justice.

[POLICE SIRENS]

[CROWD YELLING]

You'll be all right.

What, a temperature?

Oh, Sandy, I'm just going into
the court right now.

Well, no, I understand.

If you're sick, you're sick.

The last thing we want is Joy
coming down with something.

Listen, can you hang on till
lunchtime?

I'll make a few calls.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but mobiles
are prohibited.

Sorry, I've got to go.

[FANTASTICAL MUSIC]

[GENTLE MUSIC]

[MAN YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

All right, come on.

Nice shoplifting trial over and
done with by lunchtime.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[LAUGHTER]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Elsie Beamish.

Elsie Beamish.

ELSIE: Yes.

Jeremy Crawford.

Yes.

Jessica Garland.

[CROWD YELLING]

[INAUDIBLE]

[INAUDIBLE]

Warren Murray.

Yeah.

Jonathan Dunn.

This way.

Jonathan Dunn.

[BANG]

Jonathan Dunn?

Yeah.

I swear by Almighty God--

That I will faithfully try the
defendant--

And to give a true verdict
according to the evidence.

The particulars of the offense
are that on the 15th of May,

the prisoner, Duvinder Singh,
went to Mannings Heath

and there killed his fellow
pupil, John Mayer.

The defendant is charged with
murder.

He has pleaded not guilty.

Murderer.

Liar.

[INAUDIBLE]

Any further disturbances and
the public gallery

will be cleared.

[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]

Jesus.

Oh god.

Mr. Lewis.

MR. LEWIS: Thank you, my lord.

Members of the jury, I appear on
behalf of the crown

with my junior, Miss Blake.

The defendant is represented by
my learned friend, Mr. Cording

and his junior, Mr. Dujesey.

May I begin by asking you to
look again at the indictment.

It's a very formal document,
isn't it, written

in brief legal language.

Perhaps, with your permission, I
can help fill in the blanks.

On the 15th of May last year at
6:30 in the morning,

the defendant, Duvinder Singh,
rose at home.

He packed his school bags.

He went downstairs.

He had breakfast.

He said goodbye to his family.

But then, instead of heading for
school,

he went in the opposite
direction.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

He went along High Street,
reaching his local temple,

a Sikh temple.

And there, he broke in.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Was this for prayer, for quiet
contemplation,

or devotional thought?

No.

The crown contends it was all
part of a long conceived,

premeditated plan, a plan to
collect an antique sword,

a five pound, 36 inch weapon,
which was kept in a cellar

beneath the temple.

A five pound sword, which was
shortly

to become a murder weapon.

[SCREAMING]

With the sword concealed, the
defendant

exited the temple, taking care
to lock the doors behind him.

He went back along the street,
apparently in a state

of distress, as witnessed by the
driver

of a union dairy's milk truck.

From there, he went onto
Mannings

Heath, a large area of public
heathland at the north.

[DOG BARKING]

Once on the heath, he removed
the sword

from its concealed position.

He reached [INAUDIBLE] the
northwest of the heath,

and there, he lay in waiting.

Why was he there?

Why was he rushing so?

The crown suggests it was
because he knew

that at that time every morning,
the victim, John Mayer,

would make his way to the
school.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Members of the jury, let me tell
you

about the victim, John Mayer.

This was a 15-year-old boy, a
kind,

friendly, intelligent pupil who
comes

from a warm, tight-knit, loving
family which enjoys

great respect and popularity in
the community,

a popularity which the
defendant, a known loner,

almost certainly envied.

Perhaps it was this deep seated
envy

that inspired the sheer ferocity
of the attack

in the first place, the evidence
of which I regret I am obliged

in due course to expose you to.

Repeated slashes to the neck,
arms, and shoulders.

[YELLING]

Deep cuts to the victim's hands
and forearms.

[YELLING]

Bear witness to a brave
resistance, but it was in vain.

[YELLING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Finally, the defendant let the
weapon drop,

having first had the foresight
to wipe the fingerprints clean.

And then, he fled the scene of
the crime.

He ran across the heath,
seemingly

impervious to the amount of
witnesses to his behavior.

He exited the west gate, rushing
out towards the canals.

He reached the canals and lost
no time in removing his school

uniform, a uniform which the
crown suggests

carried the single most
important evidence--

the victim's blood.

He changed into his sports
clothes,

which he brought with him, and
threw

the evidence into the canal.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[SPLASH]

Disturbed by approaching people,
he turned and fled

in the opposite direction.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

He went to a hairdresser.

You're sure?

MR. LEWIS: --instructing him to
remove the hair

he'd grown since birth.

[BUZZING]

From there, he went to Waterloo
Station,

presumably with the intention of
leaving the country,

but it was too late.

He had already attracted the
attention of the police.

You will hear and you will
learn, members of the jury,

how Duvinder Singh planned this
murder long in advance, right

from the choice of weapon down
to the disposal

of the bloodstained school
uniform.

And you will hear evidence which
confirms his unusually

aggressive, violent nature.

And when you have heard all of
this,

I am certain that you will reach
the only reasonable conclusion.

It is the crown's case that on
the 15th of May last year,

Duvinder Singh cruelly,
horrifically,

and premeditatedly murdered his
schoolmate, John Mayer,

in cold blood.

My Lord, that concludes the
opening for the prosecution.

2 o'clock, please.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

GEORGE CORDING: Your boy did
very well.

He kept his head up.

He paid attention.

He did everything I asked of
him.

Good start.

Yes, and it can't have been
easy.

Hearing the opening statement is
often very difficult.

That's only one version of
events.

It must have seemed like
everything was against you.

Yes, certainly seemed that way
to me.

Well, not for long.

In a few days, I start the case
with the defense.

- How's that going? - Very well.

Obviously, we're focusing on the
inadequate investigation

by the police.

There's one lead in particular
that we're following.

Yes, but it's not something we
can talk about now.

But our hopes are very high.

What do you make of the jury?

I don't know.

What do you think?

We're thrilled.

It's a real mixed bag.

Women, men, young, old, black,
white.

A real jury.

A real London jury, not a bunch
of "Daily Mail" readers

from Tunbridge Wells, right?

Right.

Right.

WOMAN [ON SPEAKER]: [INAUDIBLE]
wishing

to claim travel and other
expenses [INAUDIBLE]

is open each day between 9:00
and 3:30.

[GROUP LAUGHING]

Do you mind if I join you?

There's nowhere else.

Cornish pasty.

It's all I could find.

What have you got?

Ham salad.

Oh, nice.

You must have had the last one.

Well, what you think?

I beg your pardon.

The boy didn't do it.

It's day one of the trial.

We barely got to lunchtime and
you're already

asking me for a verdict?

Perhaps you didn't hear the
judge when

he asked us not to discuss it.

We have to talk about
something, don't we?

Do we?

We're going to be stuck
together for weeks.

Let's find another subject.

It was the priest, the one I
saw you with this morning.

His name is Father Gervaise
Bligh.

He is, or was, my supervisor at
the seminary.

It's where Catholic priests
train.

I know.

You do?

I worked a month a year up
north.

Domestic-- you know, cooking and
cleaning.

You're a Catholic?

And you're a priest.

No, Mrs. Beamish, I'm not a
priest, nor at this moment

do I ever think I will be.

No, no.

It's just for this afternoon,
until I

can find another child minder.

one who doesn't have flu.

Really?

OK.

No, I'd need you before that,
anyway.

Ruby, it's me.

I need a favor.

WOMAN [ON SPEAKER]: All jurors
are advised the court

reconvenes at 2 o'clock.

[CARS HONKING]

[THUD] - Sorry.

You OK?

Oh, yeah, fine.

[INAUDIBLE] I'll give you a
hand.

You know, I heard once how much
you can

tell about people from the--

from the shopping.

Really?

Yeah.

I mean, you see, looking at this
stuff,

you can see that health is
important to you.

You enjoy simple, unpretentious
foods, are careful with money,

but you enjoy the good things in
life.

You have no pets, you have, no
kids,

and you like to escape into a
private world

of dreams and fantasies.

Come on.

We're going to be late.

Oh, wait.

Oh.

You forgot this.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

OK, everyone, that's 2 o'clock.

I suppose we'd better get back.

Mark. Mark Waters.

Now, wait.

Wait, come back.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

My god.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

Sorry.

WOMAN [ON SPEAKER]: I call Jan
Mikhail Kukos.

I swear by Almighty God that
the evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole
truth,

and nothing but the truth.

Please give the court your full
name.

Jan Mikhail Kukos.

JUDGE: And your occupation, Mr.
Kukos?

Milkman.

Do speak up, please.

Milkman.

Thank you Mr. Kukos, you've
worked

at Union Dairies for 16 years.

Is that correct?

JAN KUKOS: Yes.

You are by some margin their
longest serving milkman.

Last year, you were their
employee of the year.

Yes.

Mr. Kukos, were you in High
Street at 7:35

AM on the 15th of May?

Yes, I was.

And while there, did you see
someone?

JAN KUKOS: Yes, I saw a young
boy.

Was there anything you noticed
about him?

Yes.

He was walking in an unusual
manner.

JUDGE: How?

JAN KUKOS: Crouched over, his
arm hunched

as if he was hiding something.

JUDGE: We now know, Mr. Kukos,
he was,

in fact, concealing a sword.

Is there anything else that
might describe him?

His state of mind, for example.

He was walking quickly.

And his expression.

Could you describe his
expression?

He looked angry, distressed.

It wasn't until later that day
that I heard what had happened,

someone with a sword in that
state of mind.

Only then did I realize that I
could have done something.

Thank you, Mr. Kukos.

Mr. Cording.

Thank you, my lord.

Alas, Mr. Kukos, unlike you, I
am not a fit man.

You notice the grimace on my
face as I get to my feet.

Even the very act of getting to
my feet

leaves me short of breath.

Or maybe it's not that.

Maybe I'm not short of breath.

Maybe I'm just a little
asthmatic.

Or maybe I've just had a routine
operation on my stomach.

Or perhaps because I have just
stubbed my toe

on a piece of uneven paving.

My point is, Mr. Kukos, it is
impossible--

impossible-- to tell what my
expression

is, let alone its cause.

And yet, you seem quite certain
that the defendant

was distressed.

May it not be that he was in a
hurry

and he was simply breathless?

And even if he was distressed,
is it possible to detect

what he was distressed about?

No.

I'm sure you'll agree, Mr.
Kukos,

that a person in distress
because they're

unsure whether they are doing
the right thing

is a totally different
proposition to someone

distressed by murderous intent.

Well, I suppose I--

Thank you.

No further questions.

10 o'clock tomorrow, please.

WOMAN: All rise.

[INAUDIBLE] scum.

You bastard [INAUDIBLE] You look
out.

[YELLING]

You filthy scum.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CROWD YELLING]

You call this justice?

My brother's dead.

[CROWD YELLING]

Hello.

What a lovely surprise.

I thought I'd give it half an
hour.

If you came out in that time,
fine.

If not, I've have had to choose
the wine myself.

Wine? Who for?

My parents.

Remember, they're coming for
dinner.

Oh no.

I know.

I tried to put them off.

It's my first day.

Now, instead of telling you all
about it,

I'll be counting the minutes
until they leave.

Maybe this time, it'll be
different.

No, no.

It'll never be different, until
I stop being Jewish

and he stops being a snob.

[KNOCKING ON WINDOW] - Move
along.

Double yellow line. - All right,
come on.

We're in the way.

[CROWD YELLING]

Joy.

Mommy.

- Joy, what are you doing? -
[INAUDIBLE]

Where's Gran?

Over there.

[CROWD YELLING]

Are you crazy?

She was playing in the street.

Relax.

I was just getting a light.

Oh, what, so you can kill her
as well as killing herself?

Here's 20.

That's all right.

No, take it.

It's better to do these things
properly.

All right, well, is that it,
then?

She eats at 5:00.

It's been nice seeing you.

And you.

What are you doing tomorrow?

Oh, we'll be fine.

I'm sure the babysitter will be
ready.

I could do it, if you like.

No, it will be fine.

Thanks.

All right.

Grandma.

Goodbye.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

Hello, yes.

I'm looking for Isobel
Fitzsimons.

F-I-T. She used to work for you.

You don't.

Really?

OK, thanks.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

I knew it.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

[SCRAPING]

So how was it?

OK.

OK.

Is that it?

We're not allowed to talk about
it.

Says who?

The judge.

They're really strict about it.

What, and even to your husband?

No.

Not even what the trial is?

Not even a clue?

I mean, what is it?

Is it a fraud, a burglary?

Nothing.

Nothing?

No, nothing.

Well, what are we supposed to
talk about?

I don't know.

I'm going to go watch telly.

What about the clearing up?

I cooked.

Rose, I've been working all
day.

So have I.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

I'm Johnnie.

I'm an alcoholic.

It's my first day out of rehab,
and I've been summoned

as a juror and I'm under trial.

[APPLAUSE]

[GENTLE MUSIC]

God, grant me the serenity to
accept the things I cannot

change, the courage to change
the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the
difference.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

[TENSE MUSIC]

HOTEL WORKER: The toilet's at
the end of the corridor.

You'll be sharing it with rooms
three and four.

You said you wanted cheap.

This is it.

The cheapest I've got.

Personally, I wouldn't put my
dog in it.

I'll take it.

[SHOWER RUNNING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Hi, dad.

Hi, dad.

Hi, boys.

How did it go?

Yeah, it was interesting.

Very interesting.

There's some food under the
grill.

- Great. - I made fish pie.

Lovely.

You all right?

Fine.

Yeah.

Fine.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

Did-- did Peter tell you he's
serving

as a juror at the moment?

A juror?

Marion, you shouldn't have said
that.

You lucky so-and-so.

What's the case?

I'm sorry, I can't discuss it.

Oh, come on, Peter.

No, they were quite clear about
this.

You're not to discuss it with
anyone.

But you can say it's a murder.

MRS. SEGAL: Oh, how wonderful.

Marion.

A 16-year-old schoolboy
murdered by his Sikh classmate.

It made headlines at the time
because he's a minor and a Sikh

and because he claims he's
innocent.

- Is he? - I don't know.

Oh, come on.

You must have an instinct.

One always does.

The minute one meets anyone, one
makes judgments.

Really, the judge was quite
specific.

But certainly the evidence is
against him.

A number of witnesses say him
going there and leaving.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[APPLAUSE]

Thank you.

Thank you, all of you.

Look around me.

I see a lot of good friends here
tonight [INAUDIBLE] family.

I see a large extended family.

Hello, son.

I can tell you there's one
member of that family

missing today, my son.

I know some of you will have
lost loved ones.

You know the pain of grief.

You know its many faces.

So you'll know why I've thanked
God 100 times that I kissed

my boy goodbye before he left
that morning

and told him that I loved him,
just as I always tell these two

lads here that I love him.

They're not even my boys.

So I'd like to say thank you to
all of you

for your kindness and your
support.

I hope I can repay that kindness
in the future.

[SOLEMN MUSIC]

[WHISPERING]

People everywhere were coming
up to us.

They want to help, Dad.

They're waiting for the nod.

No.

People are watching us like
hawks.

One sniff of trouble, they'll
abandon the trial.

We'll have to wait another two
years to get justice.

So what you're saying--

I'm saying trust the process.

Oh, come on.

You were there that day.

You heard the evidence.

There isn't a jury on earth that
wouldn't convict that scum.

So?

So trust the process.

And then, when he's banged up
inside,

that's where we'll reach him.

What about the jurors?

We'll lean on them.

You do nothing.

You understand me?

Nothing.

He's gone soft.

I can't wait that long.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[GENTLE MUSIC]