03x04 - Tick Tock

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03x04 - Tick Tock

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In the criminal justice system, the
people are represented

by two separate yet equally important
groups.

The police who investigate crime

and the Crown Prosecutors who
prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

They ran through from the bar,
in this direction.

He was 6', she was 5'5". Blimey.

Oi! Hang on, there's blood
everywhere here,

I don't want your plates of meat
trampling through it.

Go the other way. Use the other door.

Alan.
Yeah.

There's evidence needs photographing.
Can you get that done for me? OK.

Thank you. Sorry, Matty, you were
saying?

Yeah, wearing masks. Latex. He was
either Tony Blair or David Cameron,

witness couldn't tell the
difference. She was Maggie Thatcher.

There's no mistaking her, that's for
sure.

Right, Joy, what have you got?

Four b*llet wounds, two at close
range.

From the angle of entry I'd say the
one to the head was first

and the rest are just making sure.

How sure do you have to be?

How's our Goth girl doing?

She's not. Time of death, 2:39.

It's like the OK Corral,
what's happened?

Excuse me, DS Brooks!
Yeah, wait there, please, thank you.

Yes, sir, how can we help?

I'm, I'm the cleaner.
Mr...?

Barnes, Stuart Barnes.

Did you see anything, Mr Barnes?
No. I got here for my shift

and went to talk to Helen like I
always do.

And Helen is?
Helen Shane. The manager.

I always start in her office, I
change the water for her flowers.

That's where I've been. I heard the
g*nshots, so I stayed there,

I didn't know what else to do. So
where is Helen Shane now, Mr Barnes?

This is her handbag. I found it
outside the toilet.

The strap's torn.

Now I can't find her. I heard the
g*nshots. I was terrified.

If I hadn't hidden in the office -
You did the right thing.

We need you to calm down right now and
talk to one of our officers if that's OK?

Er, Julie? Devlin.

Take Mr Barnes' description of Helen
Shane please,

and get it back to me as soon as you
can, all right?

We may have a hostage situation.
Oh my God.

You go with Julie, Mr Barnes. Thank
you very much. Take it easy.

We've got to end this before somebody
else gets hurt.

Too late. Neighbourhood offy, guy
and a girl wearing masks,

just sh*t the owner dead.

Law and Order UK

Season 5, Episode 4
"Tick Tock"

It was so fast and at the same time,
seemed to be in slow-motion.

And there was just the two of them?
Bloke, well built, I guess.

Skinny girl, nothing to her at all.

There wasn't another woman -
Helen Shane?

30-ish, short brown hair, tattoo on
the back of her neck?

She might have been in the car, a
silver car. Did you catch the make?

A Citroen or a Peugeot?
Thank you.

The uniformed officer will escort
you. Sir.

Two hits to the chest. Point blank.
What a mess.

Well, I'll add the silver car to the
old description.

Why would they sh**t him? I mean, the
tills haven't been broken into.

Well, let's hope that's not a fake.

Three bodies in 30 minutes.

I need a risk assessment from a CO19
unit as soon as. OK.

Give me something in the next couple
of hours.

I've got the media already setting
up camp outside,

and Callaghan wanting me to do a
press conference for breakfast news.

Lab's doing blood analysis from the
club.

And SOCO are dusting for prints at
the offy.

No-one's turned up at Helen Shane's
flat, uniform are there in case.

Fingers crossed she's still alive.

Look at the way she's holding that
g*n.

The recoil from that would knock her
arm into her face if she fired that.

Guv, night club owner's just
arrived.

I put him in one of the interview
rooms. It's Helen Shane's brother.

She's my twin. Not erm...identical,
lucky for her.

Is there any reason why someone
would target her specifically?

No. She got on with everyone.

And she manages the club?
Yeah. We set up business together

about ten years ago.

Can't believe we're still open, to
be honest,

but that's all down to her. She's
got the brains.

So, she closes up alone, does she?

We've got two rooms, a main floor
and a chill-out zone.

Each has a bar. Helen closes the
chill bar, cashes up

and then brings everything to
Napalm. Napalm?

Nickname.

Was a nickname.

For Nathan Palmer. The head barman.

Right, so all the money in the
building is all in one place

just before closing?

Napalm puts everything in the safe

and then we take it to the bank in
the morning.

So Bonnie and Clyde hit the club at
exactly the right time,

exactly the right place, and Helen,
who cashes up, has disappeared.

She's not involved. She wouldn't do
that.

Anyone at the club knows how we cash
up. Anyone with a grudge?

There's no-one here, Ron.

o you were a bouncer at the Moon
Club? Yeah, so?

Any particular reason why you left?

Yeah. Owner's an idiot. Lives in
some fantasy world

where you don't pay minimum wage.
Check him out.

Right, we'll be sure to do that.
When were you last there?

Few weeks ago. He still owes me a
month's money.

Did you see Helen Shane when you
were there?

Owner reckons you had a
schoolboy crush on Miss

Shane. Or was that
another of his fantasies?

What did she do? Knock you back?
Dent your pride?

I don't know what you're on about.
The only thing dented was her car.

She nearly ran me over.
What was she driving?

Peugeot.
Colour?

Silver. Why?

Already on it.

I'm just outside the
Moon Club in central London.

All right, Ange? Good to see you out
and about.

Yeah, I'm off home, thought I may as
well update you on my way.

Right, what have you got?
Silver Peugeot 406. '52 plate,

registered to Helen Shane,
description's gone out

to all boroughs but nothing found
yet.

So, what do we think then? Helen
Shane becomes a target.

Is it because she's off home and has
got an easy get-away car?

Well, if that's the case, then we
should be checking the CCTV

from local tube stations. See if we
can find out

which route Tony and Maggie took to
get here.

Unless they did come in a car.
Nicked a better one?

I checked these streets and there
was a W registered Toyota here.

Reported stolen by a Mrs Annabel
Scott at midday Tuesday.

Flat tyre.

Forensics are sending a truck to
take it back to the station.

Well, tell the lab boys we couldn't
wait.

Twix wrapper, empty vodka bottle.
Ron...

Well, no white powder.

What do you reckon? Weed? Resin?

Yeah, could be. And a receipt from
Nobo's News, dated yesterday.

Cigarette papers, packet of fags,
two items saying Old St Louis.

That is tobacco, Old St Louis. You
don't hear of it much these days.

My old man smoked it. Do us a favour,
call the owner of this car, will you?

Find out what state it was in when
she last had it. Yes, sir.

Thank you. Cos my guessing is, she's
no pot-head.

Whoever sold this could give us

a description of our K*llers without
their masks on.

You any idea how many people buy
fags from Nobo's?

We're on the way to a tube station,
for God's sake.

I can't remember one bloke. Well,
you know, I appreciate that, Ruby,

I really, really do, but this is very
important.

A woman's life is in danger and you
might be able to help.

So just try and think back to
yesterday morning

and remember something. Anything.

I think he had a denim
jacket. Well, there

you are, good, that's
great. How hard was that?

A denim jacket. Anything you remember
about him that he didn't have?

Like what? How can I remember what
he didn't have?

Well, like a beard, for instance.

Oh, right. I get it.

Yeah.

And?

What? Well did he or did he not have
a beard?

He had, like, stubble.
Great, stubble.

Er... How's it going?

Well, slowly, but slowly, you know.

Forensics pulled
loads of prints from the Toyota.

One partial who's not the owner but
not enough for an ID.

And how's the press conference going?

Pretty rough. Press going crazy
calling it a g*n spree.

TV crews everywhere, think Christmas
has come early.

We've found the Peugeot.

Boys, it's just round the corner,
the other side of the estate.

No-one in it. I've got plain-clothes
on both ends

and on every side street.

All clear?
For now.

So, what are we waiting for?

Hang on, they don't know that we've
found the car yet.

It could be full of prints, give us
an ID.

Or they could have gone for a coffee.

They might come straight back if we
wait here a few minutes.

While Helen Shane does what? File
her nails?

Oh, bloody news crews, do they never
give up?

Not once they've smelled blood.

Right, we'll quick before they get
any pictures.

It's not locked.

Same left-over baccy packet and more
vodka.

Maybe one of our K*llers has a drink
problem?

Or needed Dutch courage to pull the
trigger.

Gov, Ron...

Helen Shane.

No reports of any other cars stolen
where we found the Peugeot.

Well, might not have noticed yet.

Helen Shane had only been dead a
couple of hours

by the time we found her. sh*t in
the back and bled out.

What a way to go. Hello, Brooks?

Forensics found another partial
print. Is it good enough?

Matches the partial from the Toyota.

Listen up, everyone, shut up! Quiet
please!

Says her name's Maggie.
As in Thatcher?

Could be. Where are you, love?
Can you tell me, please?

Oh God, he's coming!

Who's coming, love? What's going on?
He's coming back. I've gotta go.

Do you reckon it was our Maggie?

Could be. Or a crank.

Didn't seem like a crank.
Why didn't she leave her name?

Maybe her real name is Maggie.
We have a fingerprint match.

We know who one of them is.

Andy Bishop. 31. Ex-serviceman,

decorated during a tour of Iraq
seven years ago,

but had difficulty readjusting to
civilian life.

According to medical reports he went
through an alcohol detox programme

twice since leaving. Last year

he was done for ABH for a domestic
dispute,

but he was out six months ago.
Since then no known address.

Probation officer?

Yes, he had one, but Andy never
showed up for his appointments.

So any known contacts?

His mother suffers from MS,

she's living in a home in Essex,
dad's dead.

Who was the domestic with?
His ex-girlfriend.

We're trying to track her down. He
also has a brother, Sam,

who lives in Hackney.

Help yourself, look around. Make
sure you check out

the other six bedrooms?
Don't they need a warrant for this?

Oi! Don't you need a warrant for
this?

Do you smoke, Mr Bishop?

Used to. Gave up when the bird got
bumped. The bird?

You sure about that?

I have a spliff now and again.
Y'know, just personal use.

And have you seen your brother
lately?

I knew this was about Andy.
Didn't I tell -

Have you seen your brother, Mr
Bishop?

Not since he got out of prison, why?
Why?!

Did you miss the news this morning?
Cos we think he's k*lled four people

and then gone on the run with a
loaded g*n, that's why.

Has he scored since his release?
How would I know?

He's a dope-head and the first thing
he would have done

after getting out is come to see
someone who could offer him a toke.

You need a warrant.
I've seen it on TV.

Unless you've got something useful to
say, shut up.

Oi, don't tell her to shut up!
What're you going to do? Sam? Eh?

Big man in front of his girlfriend.

Just tell us where your brother is.

I don't know, I swear to god.

OK, what's the name of his dealer?

Just give us a name, then we'll be on
our way

and we'll leave you to your domestic
bliss.

Or we can continue this conversation
down the station. Both of you.

Oh, no way, you're 'aving a laugh,
aren't you?

I ain't going like this. I need to
take a piss every 30 seconds.

Babe, don't -
Don't 'babe' me.

Kyle Branning. He gets his gear off
Kyle Branning.

Kyle Branning?
Yeah.

Sit down, son, before you fall down.

Do you supply Andy Bishop?
Who?

Andy Bishop. Big bloke, 'bout 30,
does he score his gear from you?

You're going down for a long time,
Kyle, with all this,

so the more helpful you are now the
less painful it will be.

How old are you, son?
19.

You ever been in a prison, Kyle?

That bloke we nicked, Ron. Big
fella,

doing ten years for armed robbery.

He eats boys like you for breakfast.
No, he don't eat them, he -

Yes, Ron, I think we got the
picture.

All right. He gets some weed off me.
Sometimes.

Good lad. Anything else?

Kyle? Don't make me play bad cop.

You wouldn't like him when he plays
bad cop.

He didn't pay for it.
What? You want to report a theft?

No. He said he didn't have no cash,
and I said I don't do credit,

and then he pulled a g*n. SIG Sauer
P226.

What? I like army stuff.

And when was this?

Day before yesterday.

'I like army stuff.' How do kids like
that function in the world?

He doesn't, does he? He's living in
a smoke-filled bubble.

I'll get on to ballistics.

Find out where army issue knockoffs
are being traded.

Hello, Devlin.

Another hit, on a newsagent,
Shoreditch.

You called us here for these two? I
heard on the radio male-female team.

We said they were through puberty!

I called you as soon as he called
me. They were shop-lifting!

She gets me to reach for something at
the back of my shop, then he nick my fags.

You shouldn't even be smoking.

We don't. They're bad for you. We
sell 'em at school to the year tens.

You better stop watching The
Apprentice.

Are you gonna nick 'em? I want
justice! Not today, Rhiz.

Check next time, yeah?

Ronnie?
You sell Old St Louis tobacco?

Yeah, so?

What do you think you're doing?

We told you, we haven't seen him.

You told us you didn't smoke!
What's that got to do with anything?

Well you see, I can smell tobacco in
here,

which isn't the smell of a
now-and-again spliff,

so if you're not smoking the tobacco,
who is?

It's next door. I tell them to stop
but they won't listen.

How long do you think we've been
doing this?

This is harassment. I am pregnant,
you know.

We can see that, but do you know what
I find very strange?

It's laundry day, and not one item
belonging to you

is on these clothes horses.
So, where do you live?

What're you talking about?

Cos you don't live here, do you?

Brewer Street. Ten minutes walk from
here.

Armed police, stay where you are!
Armed police!

Room clear!
Room clear.

Nobody home.

They ran out of booze.

Maybe they went to some more.
Well, I would've.

We just passed one round the corner.
Right.

You up for this?
Oh yeah. Let's go.

Got any bread?
I dunno.

All right Andy. You OK? I just want
to talk to you for a minute.

Get on the floor.
Take it easy -

Get on the floor! Now!

I will sh**t you!

Listen, Andy, no one wants to sh**t
anyone here. All right?

Now, it's over. Andy? Look at me,
son? It's over mate.

Just put the g*n down.
Let's end this properly, come on.

It's over.
I'm not going back to prison!

Andy! Look at me! I don't want you to
get sh*t here, son,

and you don't really want to sh**t
me, so, let's all just take a breath,

and calm down.
I was just protecting her!

It's over mate. Just think about
this. You're a w*r hero, all right?

A w*r hero. Bags of respect, you've
been decorated.

You don't want it to end drunk
in some -

Put the g*n down! Put it down! Get
on the floor! On the floor!

Thank you so much, thank you so
much.

OK. It's over. Up you get.

Her name's Joanne Vickery and she's
Andy Bishop's ex,

but she claims he kidnapped her when
he got out of prison.

Any truth in that story? Well, her
nan's in there with her,

and she says she hasn't seen her in
six months.

I don't understand. My
granddaughter's just been rescued,

why are we in a police station?
Mrs Vickery,

your granddaughter's been arrested.
What for? She's done nothing wrong.

Joanne, would you tell the CPS what
you told me earlier?

Andy came round my house, after he
was released,

and he said that we was gonna be
together.

I was really scared because he could
lose it.

I said to him that I was seeing
someone else,

just to get rid of him. But he went
mad,

and he dragged me back to his car,
and he said that -

He used to b*at her all the time.

That's why he was banged up, for
breaking her jaw.

When did you start going out with
him? I was 17.

She was still a kid. She didn't
understand

what sort of an animal he was.

Can I take her home now?

No, Mrs Vickery. Joanne's being
charged with five counts of m*rder.

You're happy with the indictment?
Absolutely. Five counts of m*rder,

four on a joint enterprise.
We know she sh*t Andy Bishop,

she was holding the smoking g*n.
But you're not so sure?

Well, if you buy the kidnap story,
sh**ting Andy Bishop

could be argued as manslaughter by
virtue of loss of control.

And are we buying the kidnap story?
Well, according to Joanne's nan

he charmed his way in at 17

and then took control of every part
of her life.

He's had her emotionally locked away
for years. Hang on,

the woman carried a loaded g*n
around London

and watched four people m*rder*d
without doing a thing.

Yes, watched, that's the joint
enterprise. She's guilty of that.

She did nothing to stop him.

But she - Resulting in the deaths of
four people.

sh**ting Andy Bishop could be seen as
the result of domestic v*olence.

That makes it less clear-cut.
'Less clear-cut' always worries me.

Joanne Vickery did not s*ab Andy
Bishop with a kitchen Kn*fe

or even b*at him with lead-piping in
the library.

She sh*t him in an off-licence
surrounded by armed police.

That's not loss of control,
that's a choice.

But would she have a loaded g*n if
she didn't know Andy Bishop?

If the public see her as a victim you'll
struggle to get m*rder through to a jury.

So we need to make sure that doesn't
happen.

Time to put away the liberal
textbooks.

So, Robin, how's your new Batman?

Great. We're a...dynamic duo.

Rubbish. He's driving you mad, I can
see it in your eyes.

Don't worry, you'll fall for him.
All his assistants do.

Well, when I see his 'assistant' I'll
tell her.

Phyllis, what do we have to talk
about?

Well, I'm guessing that you both
missed the first class in law school

when they distinguished between the
criminal and the victim.

Cute. If Andy Bishop were still with
us

I'd happily prosecute him as well.

And as he isn't you're happy putting
his victim in the dock instead?

It's m*rder, Phyl. She stood by,
holding a g*n,

and did nothing
where four people were sh*t.

She deserves to get life.
She's not guilty of anything.

You should drop all the charges.
Never gonna happen.

She was key to the crime by holding
a g*n and intimidating people.

Joanne was systematically abused by
Bishop in a one-sided relationship

since she was 17. He dictated who
her friends were,

where she went, what she did -
This is not a poster-girl

for the fight against domestic
v*olence.

She sh*t Bishop at point blank
range.

She had no idea the g*n was loaded.
She was surprised when it went off.

So why did she pull the trigger?
She was nervous, trembling,

wanted to get away, there could be a
hundred reasons.

We only want one.
Her g*n was loaded in the Moon Club,

the off-licence, and while driving
around Hackney.

Who knows how many more deaths there
may have been

if her g*n 'went off' somewhere else?

OK, we have ourselves a ball game.

She was not in control of her
actions,

had not a clue what his intentions
were and was psychologically harmed.

If you're questioning her mental
state, she sees our psychiatrist.

All my mum cared about was her next
boyfriend.

Most of them would get bored of her
eventually

and then they'd try it on with me.
I just wanted someone to protect me.

And Andy did that?
Yeah, I loved him.

We used to talk about running away
together.

Flying to Vegas, getting married.

But we never did.

And Andy broke your jaw, didn't he?

Joanne, why did he hit you?

He always did when I done something
wrong. The drink just made it worse.

And why did you go along to the Moon
Club?

I had to. I knew what he could be
like when he got angry.

I never thought he'd k*ll no-one.

Least we was together.

You felt closer to him by doing
this?

I thought if I went along with it,
he'd come back to me.

Like, be the Andy I knew when I
first met him.

I still loved him.

Did you ever not love him?

Don't think so.
Not even when he broke your jaw?

Put you in hospital?

No.

I believe she was a willing
participant,

but not for the reasons we've
assumed.

She was scared of him but she also
wanted

to turn Andy Bishop back into the
hero she first went out with.

So she was with him because she
still loved him,

not because she was terrified for
her life?

With their kind of relationship it's
difficult

to distinguish between the two. It's
a fine line.

But a line we're on
the right side of?

I'm not sure. Not without spending a
lot more time assessing her.

That's not quite the unequivocal
'yes' I was hoping for.

There's maybe something else.

She claims she called the police.
To warn them.

There was a lot of crying from her.
This place was heaving,

phones going, people shouting,
you know.

But did mention Andy Bishop?

I had no idea what she was saying to
start with.

Then she said her name was Maggie,
that got my attention.

There was a lot more crying and then
she said

something along the lines of

'He's coming back, I've gotta
go.' Then the phone went dead.

And this was after the details of
the masks had been revealed? Yeah.

Was it recorded? For training
purposes, so they say.

God knows what anyone could've
learnt from that.

You've tried tracing it?

Yes. But we got to a pay-as-you-go
number, and that was unregistered.

Were there any other calls like
this?

Well, not to me, but I haven't
checked all of the call logs.

Thank you, Detective Brooks.
That's all I need.

Hammers supporter?
Yeah.

Unlucky.

Let's do a bit of digging and see
just how many Maggies

called the police that morning.

And what if it was Joanne? If they
can't prove it, they can't use it.

Even if we think it was her?
She called herself Maggie.

But that's because she knew how she
was being represented on the news!

Or because it wasn't Joanne.

Maybe we should consider taking a
plea to manslaughter.

Then the jury could acquit her for
everything.

I'm still not convinced that she's a
m*rder*r.

She didn't sh**t Andy Bishop by
accident.

No, she sh*t him because she wasn't
in control of her actions!

What, that very moment? I just don't
believe it.

Look, Jake, just admit it,

the jury will think that Joanne has
already done our job for us.

So you're saying that she wouldn't
have done any of this without him?

Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying.

So what about Hindley? Or Maxine
Carr?

Criminal history is full of women
who have been bent and twisted

by an abusive partner but every jury
has put them away

because they all thought the same
four words, 'They had a choice.'

However tough, they could've said
no.

Is there any shade of grey in your
world?

Course there is. On a Saturday night
in the pub over a pint,

but look at what happened. She
k*lled him when she didn't have to.

Wrap it up in as much sympathy as
you like, that's still m*rder.

It is a clear demonstration of
remorse,

a signal she was trying
to escape her captor

and bring this terrible
tragedy to an end.

Can I ask my learned friend not to
refer to Miss Vickery's boyfriend

as her 'captor?' They were living
together in a relationship.

Whatever I call him the story
remains the same,

she was there against her will.

Was it against her will that they
went

to the Odeon cinema on Wednesday the
17th of last month,

or the Slug And Lettuce the week
before? I could go on.

And on.
All at his demand.

My lord, there were 22 calls to the
police station that day

from people claiming to be Maggie
Thatcher.

And I can't believe anyone would
willingly claim

to be The Thatch unless a little -

Thank you, Mr Thorne, let's leave
party political broadcasts outside.

I have an expert witness who has
provided a statement

confirming there is a moderate
proposition

that the voice on the recording is
Joanne Vickery.

I have it here. And I have an expert
witness who has provided a statement

confirming there is a moderate
proposition that it isn't.

And again. My lord, the prejudicial
value of this phone call

gives her story a bias which this
court must find unfair.

It outweighs the probative value -
I disagree.

This is a matter for the -
Miss Gladstone,

I've read both reports and I have to
side with Mr Thorne here.

If it was a crank, it could sway the
jury unfairly.

I'm ruling that the recording of any
calls is inadmissible.

My lord. Thank you,
unless you have anything further?

No, my lord.

Court will rise.

Well done.

Once more with feeling,
Miss Phillips.

I'm not naive, Jake. m*rder or
manslaughter,

I know we need the strongest possible
case to win.

And do you?
What?

Want to win?
Yes. It's important to him.

That makes it important to us.

Spoken like a true public servant.

Shut up and buy me lunch.

Behind that latex mask is Joanne
Vickery. That is not in dispute.

Nor is it in dispute that she alone
pulled the trigger

and fired the g*n that k*lled Andy
Bishop.

Did she do us all a favour? Some of
you may think so

the law sees
what she did as m*rder.

And so too must you. The defence
will paint Joanne Vickery

as a victim. They will play on your
sympathies,

tug on your heart-strings.

Do not let them cloud your judgment.
Do not be influenced by sentiment.

The real victims are not able to be
here

but their relatives are sat behind
me at the back of this court

hoping you will make the right
choice.

They know she is not a victim.

She could've stopped all this from
happening.

So, she is here facing five - five -
charges of m*rder.

If you remember nothing else during
this trial, remember this:

one or more of those innocent
victims would still be here today

if Joanne had acted sooner.

Their deaths are on her hands.

Could you rewind to the front of the
clip, please?

I will paint Joanne
Vickery as a victim.

Do you know why? Because that is the
real picture.

Look at her. Clearly trembling with
fear. Out of her depth, frightened,

scared for her life that the man in
front of her,

who claimed to love her and yet
regularly b*at her

hard enough to send her to hospital,
would turn the g*n on her.

The deaths of four people in the
early hours of that tragic day

are a heinous crime, and I wish the
true criminal

could receive just punishment. But
that can never happen.

Why? Because Andy Bishop is dead.

My client, after years of being
trampled on and destroyed

as a person, stood up to an abusive,
violent, controlling man.

Who knows how many more innocent
people she saved

by acting as she did, stopping a
mad, g*n-wielding psychopath

in his tracks.

Look at her.

His most innocent victim.

Are you worried the jury is already
siding against you?

Phyllis fought hard to present her
opening speech

immediately after mine. I can see
why now.

Let's hope losing that little battle
didn't cost you the w*r.

I think Judge Redford wanted to
level the playing field

after excluding the Maggie phone
call.

You pushed for m*rder when you could
have

considered a plea to manslaughter.

Are you slapping my wrist? Checking
you know what you're doing.

This is an extremely high-profile
case that we're at risk of losing.

Worried about our reputation?
No.

I'm worried about yours. Don't lean
on our friendship, Jake.

The DPP has told me he's keeping a
close eye on you,

new kid on the block and all that.
If Joanne Vickery

is acquitted, you could end up
losing a lot more than this case.

I believe she should go down for
m*rder. But can you win with that?

Yes.

Good, because you need a few more
victories under your belt.

Blow this and you could be out on
your ear before you've really begun.

Mr Bishop, would you raise your
right hand?

Could you turn it around so the jury
can see the back?

Is that a scar?

Yeah.

How did you get it?
Andy stabbed me with a fork.

Why did he do that? Because I
wouldn't give him the remote.

The remote for the television?

After he stabbed you in the hand,

who looked after the remote in your
flat?

Andy.

How much do you weigh?

I don't know. 13, 13½ stone.

Any idea how much Miss Vickery
weighs?

Please, my lord, relevance of the
witnesses vital statistics?

I'll tell you. She weighs seven
stone, four pounds.

Almost half your weight. Your
brother stabs you once

and you do whatever he says, is that
right?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Absolutely.

No further questions.

Andy seemed like a nice lad at
first. Always looking out for her.

How did the relationship develop?

They moved in together when she was
19.

After that we saw less and less of
her.

And when... and when we did she'd
always have a new bruise

over her eyes or cuts on her arms.

And when he broke her jaw?

He'd been on a bender.

We went to the hospital to see her.
You were in such a terrible state.

And she swore never again.
He went to prison for it.

Thank you.

Mrs Vickery, did your granddaughter

give evidence at Andy Bishop's ABH
trial?

Yes, eventually.

So, she stood up to him?

It took us ages to convince her and
still she wasn't happy about it.

Terrified at what he'd do if he was
let off.

But, however hard it was, she still
finally

stood up to him and helped put him
away? Yes.

'Fresh start' you said. Away from
Andy. She stopped dying her hair,

she went on a diet.

She looked lovely.

She wanted to go back to college

cos she left school before she got
her exams.

She was suspended, wasn't she?

From one school.
For extended truancy?

She ran away. Said she'd got some
work in a club in town, somewhere.

She was back after a few weeks.

So, she didn't hate her life at home
that much?

It was her mum. She wouldn't abandon
her... she loved her.

What, like she loved Andy Bishop? I
mean, let's be honest,

Joanne was never going to get a
fresh start, was she, Mrs Vickery?

However much she changed her hair
style,

she was always going
to go back to him

because she deluded herself that she
could change him.

Truth is, she would have done
anything

to prove that she loved him,

including helping in the abduction
and m*rder of an innocent bystander

and the cold-blooded sh**ting of
three other members of the public.

I don't think Mrs Vickery likes you.

That's OK, we're not paid to be
liked. Good job.

Do we have a picture of Joanne
Vickery before she had her makeover?

Don't know. Sure we can get hold of
one.

Look, the police showed me this. I'd
never seen Joanne before the trial.

You are sure?

We get a lot of staff turnover, Miss
Phillips.

Just for a few weeks about six years
ago.

Look, believe me, if I could help
you, I would.

Since Helen...

Look, I don't even want to be here.

This place, it's all her. I just
want to pack a bag and leave

but I can't.

Because this place, it's all her.

It's all I have left.

What about this one?

It was taken around the time she may
have worked here.

That's the same girl?
Yes. Joanne Vickery.

She was 16 at the time.

This is really great work.

See this? Pretty face.
Me, more than.

Yeah, I'm getting that. Why didn't
you take me with you?

To a club?

You haven't seen me on a dance floor.
I can throw some shapes.

Let's see how she reacts to this
in court.

You seemed to be living as a very
affectionate couple.

Cinema visits, Friday night at the
local curry house.

I had to pretend. Otherwise he'd
have really hurt me.

You're that good at pretending?

If you're worried about getting a smack in
the mouth, you get pretty good at it, yeah.

Are you pretending now? Why? Are you
going to smack me in the mouth?

Why did you go with him? Were you
excited by the idea?

No. He made me go. I was terrified.

Really? You weren't turned on just a
little bit

by the power you had when you were
with him?

I never wanted him to sh**t anyone.

So what did you want?

I just thought we was gonna to rob
the place.

And how did you feel when he sh*t
Napalm?

I felt sick.

You know who Napalm is?

Yeah, he's the barman.

Yet we've only ever referred to him
in this court as Mr Palmer.

Tell the jury how you know the
barman well enough

to recognise his nickname.

Did you not work at the Moon Club

when you ran away from home six
years ago?

You knew how they cashed up and
where they kept the money,

didn't you?

Miss Vickery, you are under oath.

Yes, yeah, I worked there for about
three weeks.

Why were you fired?
I wasn't fired.

Didn't Mr Palmer discover your real
age and have you fired?

He didn't fire me. I ran away.

Back home?
Yes.

But you'd just run away from home.
I don't understand.

Me and Napalm went out for a bit.

But he dumped me after we'd,
y'know...

After you'd slept together?

He told me he loved me and then he
just ignored me.

I wanted to carry on but he said if
I didn't leave him alone

he'd tell the boss my real age.

You told Andy Bishop, didn't you?

You told Andy what Nathan Palmer had
done.

When did you tell him?

We was having an argument. Andy
always thought that he was my first.

I wanted to hurt him so I told him
he wasn't.

I told him about Napalm.
About Nathan.

Miss Vickery, when did you tell Andy
this story?

The night before it all kicked off.

I only thought he was going to scare
him, I swear.

And that's what you wanted, wasn't
it?

To get your own back on an
ex-boyfriend for hurting you

all those years ago. You told a
dangerous, violent man,

about your first sexual partner
because you wanted to hurt him.

You knew what he would do when you
told him the story

about the Moon Club, didn't you?

You knew he'd react like this.

None of those people would have been
m*rder*d,

if you hadn't lit the fuse.

No further questions.

Last chance before the closing
speeches.

Drop m*rder and we'll plead to
manslaughter.

You still think
you have a case left?

Jacob, hasn't she suffered enough?
Why does she have to get life?

She knew how dangerous Andy Bishop
could be

but she used Nathan Palmer's name as
leverage during a domestic.

She didn't know he was going to k*ll
him. Yes, she did.

Or at least she knew he'd try.
She wanted to punish

all the men in her life who'd caused
her pain.

I can understand that. She saw her
opportunity and she took it.

She didn't care how many Helen Shanes
or Claire Bowyers got in the way.

To her they were just collateral
damage.

Members of the jury, in relation to
count one

on the indictment alleging the
m*rder of Helen Shane,

do you find the defendant, Joanne
Vickery, guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

In relation to count two on the
indictment alleging the m*rder

of Nathan Palmer,

do you find the defendant, Joanne
Vickery, guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

Phyllis is not letting this one go.

She's getting a whole new psych
evaluation done.

A file this thick to put forward in
mitigation.

You don't have to fight it if you
don't want to.

Let one of the juniors step-up,
that's how I learnt.

No, I do want to.

Helen. Claire. Armin. Nathan.

All of them had lives left to lead.
What a waste.

Jake, we won the case. Move on.

What, like Frank Shane?

Sometimes, just winning isn't
enough.
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