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Do not underestimate
what I will do to get this job.

There are four of us, and, um,

Chambers are only gonna
give us one place.

It's a real privilege

getting to learn
from the Head of Chambers.

The YouTube Paedo Nazi.
He's doing that?

Yeah, I have to shadow him
on that case.

Liam and Pia have been
getting all the good work.

Will. You're the one
who boinked the juror.

Are you asking me to do
the YouTube Paedo Nazi?

Well, I thought it might be fun
to work on together.

If I take the case,
it's a bit like I'm sort of

confirming for everyone

that I am the guy
who cheats on his girlfriend.

You arethat guy.

You think I'm giving you work

because you bounced
on some juror?

- Um...
- Right.

I'll see if the odd blonde girl
wants it.

[ Indistinct chatter ]

It is a tricky word.

[ Laughs ]

I mean, look at her.

She aced the
YouTube Paedo Nazi case,

and now she's working
for the top guys in Chambers.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Yep.
I'm just thinking it better.

- Pints.
- Cheers.

- No worries.
- I'll pay you back.

Can't stay too long, making
dinner for my girlfriend.

Ooh, which one?

Very funny, Liam.

- What you guys talking about?
- Taylor Swift over there.

She's getting work
we can only dream of.

While we're stuck
with all the crap jobs.

I don't know.

Caroline's letting me
draft a response

to a hearsay application, so...

I guess that's a sign
of her trust.

I mean, it's good, but
it's not the YouTube Paedo Nazi.

This is like cycling.

She's the outrider.
We're the crowd behind.

Question is do we hang out here

sniffing each other's
ass fumes?

Or do we work together?

Hunt her down.
Crush her.

Crush Pia?
All she does is work and babble.

That's like ganging up
on Wall-E.

- I hate Wall-E
- Robot twat.

[ Laughs ] Okay.

Are you in or out?

I'm Premier Inn

You guys scheme your
evil schemes.

Just, don't get me involved.

It's not my style.

- Cheated on your girlfriend.
- [ Chuckles ]

Still doing that?

You guys have no idea
what happened,

so maybe give it a rest.

Just think it's important
to remember

that your shit
doesn't smell of Skittles.

Yeah.
Your shit smells of shit.

Okay, you can have that pint.
See you later.

Oh, come on.

You know what? Can I just
tell you what actually happened?

To put an end to all this.

Selina and I kissed.

And it wasn't like,
"Oh, hi, nice to meet you.

I'm kissing you on the mouth,
whoops."

It was like, whoa, this is
real kiss, this is proper kiss.

This is mouth on mouth,
mouth town.

Brilliant.

And then suddenly
she calls a taxi

and we're in the back of a taxi
and we're kissing some more.

And the whole time,
I'm thinking,

"This is really fucked up,
this is really fucked up,

this is really fucked up,"
but I can't stop kissing her

because it feels
fucking amazing.

Go on.

We arrive at her house, and
she looks at me, and she says,

"So, you wanna come in?"

And I look at her, and I say...

"Can I take a rain check?"

What?

What did you say?

You psychopath.

It's like you stabbed the guard,
blew up the safe,

then decided
you didn't want the money.

- I can't get a handle on you.
- Okay.

All I'm saying is that I love
Nessa, I love my girlfriend.

I fucked up, but it's good
that I stopped.

Admittedly, I should have
stopped quite a bit sooner,

but I did a good thing-- maybe
after I'd done some bad things,

but given the circumstances,
I think I did pretty well.

"Can I take a rain check?"

No, I don't like that.

Not one bit.

♪ I don't know a lot about you,
but... ♪

[ Laughs ]

I guess we'll have to deal
with Pia ourselves.

Yeah.

Shall we get some
pork scratchings?

Yeah.

♪ I'll take a little time-out ♪

Working on your
big application, buddy?

Yeah, sorry.
[ Cellphone buzzes ]

Oh.

- Caroline.
- Yeah.

Just to say, we're in
court first thing tomorrow.

- So get to bed early.
- Uh...

Yep, sure, okay.

Last-minute brief
from the CPS.

Granny basher.
Should be fun.

Oh, cool.
Sounds brilliant.

See you at Chambers.

♪ Me ♪

♪ Me ♪

♪ Me ♪

♪ And you ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Oh, they've fucking gone
and done it now!

You seen that?

Thank you so much for giving
that hearsay application,

- Caroline, it's such--
- Oh yeah, about that...

Caroline.

- Have you seen this shit?
- Don't tell me.

We've run out of kitchen towel
in the first-floor coffee area?

Not that.
Lord Weatheridge's report.

More cuts to legal aid,
and The Bar Council

have just gone and approved it.

It's a pissing disgrace!

Where are you
getting this from?

Well, from Twitter, obviously.

Where do you get
your legal news from?

MoreLawChat.com.

It's a message board.

You have a username,
and then you just chat.

There's about 50 of us
on there-- all regular...

No? Oh, shame
about the cuts, though.

Shame?
This merits strike action.

I'm bringing this up in my role

as President of
the Young Bar Society.

Young Bar?
Ashley, you're 40.

Yes, Caroline,
I'm an older young barrister.

But as older young barristers,
we need to set an example

for our younger
young colleagues.

- Our future lies with the young.
- Mm.

Of all ages.

I should probably read
about those plans.

E-mail me that tweet, will you?

E-mail you the tweet?

Do you want me
to do that for you?

I know how to do it,
she's just... [ Sighs ]

Luddite.

♪

Evidence still hasn't
come through.

Always happens
with overnight returners.

Just keep checking.

- Didn't know you prosecuted.
- Now and then.

I'm a treat.

Calm, fair,

relentless as the rain
down a hiker's ass crack.

I guess it makes it easier that
the guy's beaten up a granny.

Right, there's your
first mistake.

The prosecutor is,
first and foremost,

- an instrument of justice.
- Mm-hmm.

Does the bread hook pity
the dough?

Or the whisk despise the cream?

- No?
- Precisely.

They do their job, and they
leave judgment out of it.

Doesn't do to be judgey.

Any of us could end up
decking a granny someday.

I don't think I could ever
end up decking a granny.

What if she was
a terrorist granny?

I'd call the police, probably.

What if she had a bomb
that was about to explode?

Then I would try
to disarm her gently,

because she is a granny.

So pious.
[ Cellphone chimes ]

Oh, link's just come through.

That's not good, is it?

Matty, can I explain
how trials work?

Caroline,
I'm just in a bit of a--

What happens is,
we barristers cite evidence

that the police and the CPS--
that's you...

- Yep.
- ...have loaded onto the system.

Then the judge and jury
look at it.

There's been a fuck-up,
hasn't there?

I've got a trial in 15 minutes,

and there's no evidence
in the system.

Just an indictment
and the police case summary

that says-- Will.

"He hurt the old lady
proper bad."

No.
No, no, no, no.

it can't just say that.

I'll just...
[ Keyboard clacking ]

- Oh, yeah, shit, no.
- Yeah, yeah.

Actually, this trial has
already been delayed twice

for lack of, um...

Who's the reviewing lawyer?
I'll call in.

Kelly Marten.

Ah, yeah, no point. Um...

Kelly's taking a break.
You can't blame her.

These cuts have hit
the CPS hard.

- Creaky system.
- Sure.

Before that, you were
like a bureaucratic SAS.

Where's the officer on the case?

He should have the
hard evidence. Where is he?

I don't know.
I haven't seen him.

Oh, oh, do you want me
to find him?

Yeah, I want you to find him.

Find my bloody evidence,
you monochrome moron.

Earn your piss-poor salary.

- Infuriating.
- Oh, tell me about it.

The thing is, the CPS
do control the work.

So you've got to be
nice to them.

Right.

Okay, Will, let's find
our complainant.

Why is Graham smiling at me?

If it's Graham Tandy,
he's defending.

Strange man.

Always has a packed lunch
with him.

Graham, how are ya?

Caroline, this is
the third scheduled trial.

My client's been in custody
for six months.

- I'm getting a discharge.
- Nasty.

You should have
that looked that.

Not from my penis.

From the judge.

Oh, come on, Graham,
you know what it's like.

Give me half a day
to find the evidence,

and I will give him
the fairest trial.

Would you give me half a day?

Always.

I want a discharge, Caroline.

Alright, alright,
don't spill your cheesy dippers.

A packed lunch
is a sensible economy.

I have three children.

I don't care if you're
Captain Von Trapp.

You should see yourself
sucking a Capri Sun.

Oh, fuck.

- Oh, hey, Danielle!
- Pia!

- Nice to see you.
- You, too.

I've been shadowing
the Head of Pupilage

on an interlocutory.

- Cool, right?
- Yeah.

- Danielle.
- Mm?

I'm so sorry.

Four months as pupils, and you
and I have barely chatted.

It's okay.
We both work hard.

No.

No, my mum's always telling
me off for not making friends.

She says I focus too much
on academic achievement

and not enough on, you know,
social achievement.

Yeah.

Cool.

- Do you have a boyfriend?
- Uh, well, I--

I do.
His name is John.

He's a baby tenant
at Furcifer Chambers--

planning law.

I know, so me.

Sorry.
Complete your sentence.

Oh, well, I'm not really
in the market at the moment.

Oh, preach.

- Yeah, boys are too much trouble.
- Yeah.

The other day, John came round
drunk while I was working late,

and I ended up wanking him off
into the Chambers cafetière.

You did what?

In the first-floor
coffee area.

There's never any kitchen towel,
is there?

[Softly] No.

♪

Oh, hello!

- Welcome to Witness Services.
- Alright, who's in charge here?

- I'm looking for an Annie Scott.
- I'm Kirsten.

I'm doing work experience with
my aunt in the court office.

Though witness volunteer didn't
show up, so I'm subbing in.

Great, now we're
using child labor.

Haven't got an Annie.
It's mad round here, innit?

Pretty wild, yeah.

Sergeant Wells is not
responding at his home.

He was working nights
last night,

so he's probably
catchin' some "Z"s.

He's on nights
when he's meant to be in court?

I mean, that's a cock-up,
but you know the police.

They're so stretched.

Yeah, yeah, creaky system.

Keep trying.

All parties in the case of
Moreland to Court One, please.

Okay, I will play for time.

You need to get a new statement
from the complainant.

That's enough to start a trial
if Matt doesn't get

the old one here on time.

Find that granny,
and this is big--

do not let her know
that we've lost the evidence.

Okay, sorry, hang on.

- Shouldn't the complainant know?
- God, no.

Never inform the complainant.

They're unpredictable.
They do runners.

They withdraw their evidence.

But she's already
given a statement.

She's gonna know
that something's up.

What am I supposed
to say to her?

She's an elderly woman.

She's scared, she's confused,
and you are her lawyer.

You can tell her
any old crap you like.

You're her lawyer.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Bag thuds ]

Alright?

You seem happy.

Pia wanked off her boyfriend
into the first-floor cafetière.

- What?
- Last week.

His genetic material is
in most of Chambers by now.

Oh, my God.

Most of them go ape
if you get the blend wrong.

Imagine when they find out
they've been drinking

balls latte.

Exactly.

[ Laughs ]

[ Sighs ]
Such quick results.

- We make a great team.
- Yep.

I collect the intelligence,
you spread it.

- Come again?
- It's better that way.

Division of labor.

And when women tell on women,
it never looks good.

- Fuck off.
- What?

I'm not telling people this.
I'll look awful.

Hey!
We're meant to be a team.

No, no, no.

This is a double takedown.

Pia goes down for the cafetière,

and people think
I'm some kind of slime-ball.

People already think
you're a slime-ball.

Oh, they suspect it.
They don't know it.

Okay.
Then what are we gonna do?

Because this intel is dead
unless we spread it.

♪

"Chundo" is not a word, is it?

- "Chundo"?
- [ Sighs ]

♪

Annie?
Annie Scott?

Yes. Hello.

- Hi, I'm Will.
- Oh, you're here.

Um, Annie, shall I just, um

take these puzzles and pop them
in your special folder?

Yep?
I'll give them back later.

So, this is Will.
He's your barrister.

He's the one
that presents our case.

Yes, I remember how it works.

- It's my third time here.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm getting used to it.

Sorry, I'm Beth--
Victim Support.

Hello there.
Nice to meet you.

I'm sort of, uh,
like a professional friend

and explainer for Annie,
because she's old.

Not professional as in paid,

as in fully trained
and, uh, very enthusiastic.

Oh, well, that's brilliant.
[ Both chuckle ]

Just to be clear, I'm not
actually the barrister.

I'm the pupil.

Wonderful. What is that?

- What is...?
- A pupil-- what is it?

I can't explain if I don't know.

- Well, it's just like a trainee.
- Right, okay.

So, Annie, Will is sort of
a trainee to your barrister.

Actually, your boss
really should have come

and introduced himself.

Yeah, so, uh, Caroline-- um,
she's in court at the moment.

But what she wanted from you, Annie,

is, um, a sort of statement.

Statement?

Yeah, she's already
done a statement.

Uh, yes, so this would just be
like a second statement.

It's very common.

Well it's never happened
in my experience,

and I've done nine trials.

It's not commoncommon,
but it's kind of like--

Why would the young lad
lie to us, Beth?

Exactly. I mean, I wouldn't--
I'm not a liar.

Well, I'm not saying
you're a liar.

Um, I'll tell you what, Annie,

I'm gonna go and get
the court officer.

I'll just be
a couple of minutes.

Sorry, I've got
a leaflet here, Will,

um, called
"The Criminal Process,"

which you're
probably familiar with.

Doesn't say anything in here
about a second statement.

Yeah, don't worry about
the leaflet.

I'm not sure why
you would even need one.

Is there something wrong
with the first one?

God, no.
No, the first one was great.

We were thrilled-- I mean,
not thrilled with it

because of the specifics of it
are obviously very harrowing.

Yeah, but, um...

I'll tell you what, Beth,
would it be okay

if just you and I have
a quick chat in the CPS room?

- The CPS room?
- Yeah.

Well, um...

[Loudly] Um, Annie,

do you mind waiting for me
in Witness Services?

I won't be a minute!
Alright?

[Normal voice]
I think she'll be alright.

Lead on, McDuff.
[ Laughs ]

I've heard from both counsel.

Ms. Bratt, this is
this trial's third listing.

The defendant has been
in custody for 180 days.

- We start now.
- Your Honor, can I...?

No. No, Ms. Bratt.

This chap pleads not guilty.

You can offer no evidence,
and everyone can go home.

Mr. Tandy, please bring in your
client and we can get started.

Um...

Your Honor, this is where
we have a problem.

My client is not here.

The van from the prison
has yet to turn up.

Apologies, Your Honor.

Some problem with the
contractors of the prison van.

With the cuts.

Yes.
Yes, of course.

[ Clears throat ]
Creaky system.

Exactly, Your Honor.

Well, Ms. Bratt.

You have until
the defendant turns up.

[ Door opens ]

I've never been in
the CPS room.

- This is special.
- Yeah.

Yeah, um...

So, Beth, I was thinking
that you and I

could maybe do with consulting
as to what's best for Annie.

Good. Yes, good.

Yeah, I mean, I've only been
doing this a short time,

but I have already noticed
this silly gap

between the barristers
and the support.

- We areon the same side.
- Yeah, I know, exactly.

So, Caroline--
who, as you know,

is actually legally qualified--

she thinks that we should get
a second statement.

- Sure, yeah.
- Yeah.

No.

No. I, you know--
Annie has been through a lot.

I worry that going through
her testimony again

might unsettle her.

Really?

She seems okay.

That woman was beaten
and trapped in her own bathroom

for 26 hours.

I mean, you have read
the original statement?

Yes. No, yes, I have.

- Absolutely, yes.
- It was dreadful.

I remember that bit, definitely.

Yes, exactly.

So I don't think...

Okay, Beth, I'm really sorry,

I'm gonna have to
come clean with you.

we don't have the old statement
because we've lost it,

along with all of the rest
of the evidence.

- You've done what?
- Good news!

I've bought us some time.
Did you get that statement?

- You've lost the evidence?
- Who's she?

It's okay.
This is Victim Support.

How could you have lost
the evidence?

Why are you telling her
we've lost the evidence?

'Cause you wanted
a second statement.

This is dreadful!
We need to let Annie know.

What the hell are you up to?

We didn't think it was right
to worry our client.

You have no evidence
on the morning of the trial.

No, I'm sorry,
Annie needs to know.

No.
Grab her, grab her!

- Keep your hands off me.
- I wasn't going to.

- Excuse me.
- My hands are not near you.

- Grab her!
- I can't grab her, obviously.

What is this?
Is this locked?

- No, Beth.
- Help!

- Beth, can I just...?
- Let me out!

- Can I just...?
- Help!

Can I just show you?
If you pull it...

- Yeah?
- Thank you.

I did it, I did it!
Sergeant Wells is awake.

- He's 30 minutes away, max.
- Excellent.

The officer will have
all the original evidence,

and no one needs
to scare the horses.

Right. Well, I'll tell Annie
everything's alright.

Yeah, you tell your victim
everything's alright,

you make her a nice cuppa,
and you get your

Brownie First Aid badge
out of my operating theater.

Safety door.

♪

Okay.

So, we're sitting on
this cafetière information,

but we can't be seen
to distribute it.

- Agreed?
- Agreed.

Behold...

What the fuck is that?

@SneakyBarrister,
the new gossip service

spilling the beans
on the London barrister scene.

No leads.
No trace.

No followers.

Sure, we'll have to
build up a base,

put out some tasty titbits
to attract some followers.

- Titbits like what?
- Easy.

So I write...

"Will from 60 Bedford Row slept
with a juror named Selina."

[ Clicks tongue ]

We find some more titbits.

Maybe an Insta account
to divert followers.

When we get to
a few thousand-- boom.

We drop the bombshell.

So, basically, your plan
involves several weeks

of a fully integrated
social-media strategy.

Okay, scrub that.

Let's post the
cafetière story now

and repost it ourselves.

From our own accounts?

Fair point.
Bad idea.

[ Both sigh ]

We're sitting on a gold mine.

It's fun having you around.

You're like one of those
extra Hobbits-- you know,

the two who just mess things up
and keep it interesting.

This whole day has been
stupid chaos.

System's creaking more
than normal.

Still, CPS screwed us.

The van driver
screwed the defense.

That is justice, basically.

Oh, I meant to say,
you won't have had time to do

that hearsay application today.

No, it's fine, I stayed up
really late,

so just a few bits and bobs.

No, it's okay.
I got that Pia girl to do it.

Okay.

Yeah, she whipped it up
this morning.

Pretty great, actually.

- What if she was a racist?
- Who, Pia?

Hypothetical Granny.
Would you beat her up then?

All grannies are a little bit
racist, aren't they?

Okay, worse than racist.
What if she was Hitler?

Then she wouldn't be a granny.
She'd be Hitler.

Ladies and gentlemen,
our savior, Sergeant Wells.

- Finally.
- Do you know Caroline?

From the other side.
Sorry I'm late.

- Creaky system.
- Oh, yeah, creaky system.

Ready to go now.
Just one thing.

Can I print off copies
of the evidence?

Didn't have time
to stop by the station.

Sorry, you don't
have the evidence?

Well, as I say...

We don't have the evidence.

We thought you
had the evidence.

Well, I'm not meant to be the
only guy with the evidence.

Okay.

This is fine.
We'll call the station.

If it's not here on time, we'll
get the statement out of Annie.

I can't find Annie.

I've looked everywhere.
I think she's gone.

I had it at the case meeting.
Look in the drawer.

Not the bottom drawer,
the top drawer.

My name is Beth.

I'm trying to find
your neighbor, Annie.

Annie, yes.

Yes, so could you tell her
that Beth...

I don't know!

Beth.

- Why does that matter?
- No, B-E-T-H.

- [ Cellphone buzzes ]
- Hello?

Will, good news.
Got a minute?

Sorry, just give me a second.

Hey, sorry, what's up?

Pia wanked off her boyfriend
into the first-floor cafetière.

- Oh, nice!
- I know.

And I just want to say
this has nothing to do

with our chat last night.
[ Knock on door ]

But we do think someone senior
in Chambers should know,

if only for health reasons.

That's very nice of you.
[ Knocking continues ]

And I thought,
if you told Caroline,

no one would question
your intentions

because you're such
a stand-up guy.

And you know, everyone in
Chambers really respects you.

Yeah, nice try, Danielle.
Sorry, I've got to go.

We all just love hygiene
and coffee!

[ Line beeps ]

Fuck.

[ Knocks on door ]

Sorry you had to find me
in here, but Beth was lurking

in the foyer,
so I couldn't leave.

Thank you for staying.

And you know what,
it's really natural

to feel nervous before trial.

Especially if you've
lost the evidence.

Okay.

Shit. Um...
[ Chuckles ]

Well, firstly, the evidence
will turn up, hopefully.

And second of all,
even if it doesn't,

we can actually do it
with just your testimony.

I see.

So it's little old me alone
against one of you barristers.

It was supposed to be
a guilty plea on the day.

Yeah.

The thing is, if we don't
put this guy in prison,

he could attack again.

Well, won't attack me again.

I've been duffed up
once in 75 years.

I'd be bloody unlucky for it
to happen to me again.

Could happen to other people,
I guess.

[ Laughs ] Other people.

Oh, listen, son.

You won't go far wrong
if you keep this in mind--

"What's in it for me?"

As far as this goes, well,
I'm the victim here.

Don't I get to choose?

Well, unless you think
the evidence will turn up.

I don't know.

If you don't want
to do the trial,

I don't think you should
do the trial, Annie.

You seem a bit soft
for this line of work.

- If you don't mind me saying.
- No, it's fine.

It's been said before.

♪

With the CPS
offering no evidence,

this case cannot continue,

and you leave without a stain
on your character.

♪ Your broad shoulders,
my wet tears ♪

♪ You're alive
and I'm still here ♪

♪ As some half-human
creature thing ♪

♪ Can you bring life to
anything, love? ♪

♪ Take this to make you better,
though eventually you'll die ♪

♪ If you don't love me,
don't tell me ♪

♪ I've never asked who,
and I'll never ask why ♪

♪ It's such a shame ♪

♪ She used to be so delightful ♪

♪ Well, whose fault is that
if it wasn't Mom and Dad's? ♪

♪ Well, it must be yours ♪

♪ We'll have none of that, no ♪

♪

♪

It's an ass,
but nothing we can do.

Not feeling too cut up,
are you?

Uh, no.

I mean, that's the thing
about a complainant.

Can't rely on them.

Look at you, hardening up.

Oh. [ Chuckles ]

Gossip on MoreLawChat.com.

Apparently a pupil
at some Chambers

wanked off her boyfriend
into the Chambers cafetière.

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, right?

Oh, hang on.

Can I have a takeaway coffee
in the morning?

Yep, sure.

See you tomorrow.

[ Cellphone buzzes ]

- Hey, chicken.
- Hey!

Where are you?

Uh, just finishing up at work.
I'll be home in a bit.

Okay, um, I'll see you soon.

- Okay, alright, see you, bye.
- Bye!

Bye.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Just looking for a protector ♪

♪ God never reached out
in time ♪

♪ There's love that is
a savior ♪

♪ But that ain't no
love of mine ♪

♪ My love, it kills me slowly ♪

♪ Slowly, I could die ♪

♪ And when she sleeps,
she hears the blues ♪

♪ And sees shades of
black and white ♪

♪ Just looking for a protector ♪

♪ God never reached out
in time ♪

♪ There's love that is
a savior ♪

♪ But that ain't no
love of mine ♪

♪ My love, it kills me slowly ♪

♪ Slowly, I could die ♪

♪ And when she sleeps,
she hears the blues ♪

♪ And sees shades of
black and white ♪