Al Fayed: Predator at Harrods (2024)

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This programme contains scenes which

some viewers may find upsetting,

....deals with Sexual Abuse,

and contains some strong language

Yeah, I went back to Harrods

about a year ago.

Probably the first time

since I left.

And I knew if I could walk through

and come out the other side,

...I'd be in a good place

to be talking to you.

When I walked through the doors to

start my job there, I was excited.

At no point in time

did I ever anticipate...

...being on the receiving end

of an attempted r*pe.

I joined Harrods because

I wanted to be a buyer,

...and I ended up working

for an absolute monster.

I think he damaged me in some way.

He's just left a scar.

NEWS REPORT: The billionaire

businessman Mohamed Al Fayed,

...who went from selling soft drinks

in Egypt to owning Harrods...

...and the Paris Ritz,

has died at the age of 94.

The Egyptian businessman

Mohamed Al Fayed was best known...

...for his links to the

British royal family.

His son Dodi was k*lled alongside

Princess Diana in Paris in 1997.

He was the self-made billionaire...

...determined to get

into British society,

...and became known to

a new generation...

...through the most recent

series of The Crown.

Diana.

Mohamed.

But you must call me Mou Mou.

To be honest, it's made me

really hot and bothered.

I think he comes across pleasant.

We all know he's not.

It just makes him look sort

of funny and gregarious, and...

..and he could turn that on

but it's all... He wasn't.

He was.....vile.

And that makes me angry.

People shouldn't remember him

like that.

It's not how he was.

I've been waiting for 25 years...

...for someone to believe me,

...to talk about the

awful things that he did.

I have spoken up about my time

there on numerous occasions.

Most of the time

it has been shut down.

He tried to r*pe me more than once.

And he pushed me in

and onto the bed,

...so that I couldn't move,

and held both my wrists.

I was kind of face down on the bed

and he pressed himself on me.

Get him off! Get him off!

Get him off!

I was a child when this happened.

You know, he was 79, nearly 80,

...and I was 15.

I think Mohamed Al Fayed

is a r*pist.

I think he's a serial r*pist.

I made it obviousmthat I didn't

want that to happen.

Just going somewhere else

in my head.

Mohamed Al Fayed should be on trial,

but he's not.

He's in the ground being eulogised...

...by the most popular television

programme out there.

I knew...

...and I think if I know,

everybody knew.

Anyone who says they didn't,

they're lying. I'm sorry.

The spider's web of corruption

and abuse in this company...

...was unbelievable and very dark.

Without question,

Harrods failed these ladies.

The lawyers organised

for a shredding truck...

...to come to my lawyer's office,

where we placed everything in.

It was shredded in front of us,

including tapes I had of him.

I do think it's important

that we stand up...

...and expose actually

who Mohamed Al Fayed was.

And I think it's time.

ARCHIVE: Harrods, everything,

London.

The most interesting and beautiful

store in the whole of Britain...

...and one of the

most famous in the world.

Harrods is the best store

in the world.

When I grew up, you were always told

that you could buy anything...

...at Harrods, weren't you?

You could buy an elephant

or you could buy, you know,

...a piece of cheese.

ARCHIVE: If you could

understand such a place,

...you would understand a lot

about the nature of Britain.

The sort of people who come

to shop at this temple...

...are from no single

social class.

They are united by money

rather than by bloodline.

Harrods was, I think, for a lot

of people, a world of possibilities.

Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.

You'd walk in and just be amazed.

ARCHIVE: They delight

in the suggestion...

...that they are getting the best.

They are usually female.

I just loved the architecture.

I loved the ground floor,

the food halls.

I loved it.

I lived, breathed, worked Harrods.

It had deep, deep history,

...and so when I first joined,

that was one of the reasons...

I wanted to be part

of the organisation.

It had a huge reputation.

Harrods is the greatest

store in the world.

And...

..it's not only a business

to run, but it's history.

It was another world,

but it was a world that, you know,

...we were part of.

We were family.

My name is Sam.

I started working in Harrods

in September 1986.

I was there for seven years.

I worked in the toy department.

The toy department was exactly

like a Wonka factory.

You had everything...

...doll's houses,

petrol driven cars.

The car would have

to match Daddy's.

There was one occasion

I was late for work,

...and this child had just come

hurtling towards me...

...in this tractor trailer...

...and ran over my foot.

I heard, "William, come back!

William!"

And I just thought,

"Oh, that was Prince...

"..that was Prince William

running over my toe."

Britain's most famous department

store is no longer British.

Harrods, one of London's

most famous landmarks,

has been bought by three millionaire

Egyptian brothers...

...the Al Fayed family.

What did I know of

Mohamed Al Fayed?

I think everyone knew he was

obviously a very wealthy man.

I think he emerged on the scene

sort of in the mid '80s...

...as quite a powerful businessman.

I knew that he was

the owner of Harrods...

...and that he had acquired it

in a rather dubious way,

...which was a bit of

a scandal at the time.

NEWS REPORT: The report says that

Mohamed Fayed and his brother...

...were dishonest

when they bought Harrods...

...and the House of

Fraser Group in 1985.

They misled the Secretary of State

for Trade and others...

...by saying they had extensive

international business interests.

He was basically a crook.

Let's be honest about it.

He was a crook and a fraudster in

terms of how he acquired the money...

...to even buy Harrods.

I think he - naively, perhaps...

...he thought, "Ah, if

I own Harrods, they'll embrace me."

I own the shop and no-one ever will

be able to take it away from me.

Only God.

The royal family, the establishment,

"I'll get my passport,

"I'll end up in the House of Lords."

Mohamed, at that time,

I thought he was kind,

charitable...

Lovely seeing you.

..and I thought that he had been

misrepresented.

He was very generous with children.

He would invite families

into the toy department

and he would shower them

with lavish gifts.

NEWS REPORT: Mr Al Fayed

has said that he'll pay

the half a million pounds

it will cost

to relocate the specialist bone

marrow transplant unit,

where the desperately ill

child was being treated.

Such a kind, generous man. I know he

does a lot of things for charity.

Stand up, Goldie!

Five, four, three,

two, one.

The sale is open!

So many people would come up

to open the Harrods stores.

His public persona was so gregarious

and so, like, out there,

and he would invite all the stars -

Tony Curtis, Dame Edna Everage...

The most beautiful shop

in the world.

Pele, Muhammad Ali, Demi Moore,

Bruce Willis, Sultan of Brunei.

Most of the Spice Girls,

all except Mel C.

Didn't get her for the tick box.

Michael Jackson. We closed

the store for Michael Jackson.

If he knew there was a VIP actor

or someone in the public limelight

in the store, he'd zoom down

and he would buy them presents,

just be all over them.

Definitely courted notoriety

and wanted to befriend anyone

that was in the public eye.

When I started at Harrods,

I was 19, turning 20.

The very first time I met Mohamed,

I remember exactly where I was.

I was standing in Way In womenswear

tidying up a rack of clothes,

and I could see him walking towards

me with his bodyguards.

He came up to me and said,

"Hello. How are you doing?"

You know, and I was like, "Hi".

Just a little bit nervous

and just sort of a bit like, "Ooh!"

Partly sort of, you know, flattered,

in a way, that he'd come up to me.

Why, why me?

And, you know, sort of,

"Ooh, he's the chairman," you know.

From working in Way In to working

in the chairman's office,

there were no next steps,

it was super fast.

He asked me to go up to meet him

in the chairman's office,

and when I went to see him,

he asked me what I wanted to do.

I said I wanted to be a buyer.

That's why I was on

the training course.

And he was going,

"Oh, I can make that happen for you.

"I can make anything happen for you.

Come and work for me.

"Come and work at the

chairman's office."

So, I mean, it's...

What can you say?

"Yes, yes. Great. Thank you."

Next day, I was working for him

in the chairman's office.

The offices there were quite plush.

Al Fayed had a very big office,

and along the hallway

were all the management offices

for his top brass.

It seemed quite glamorous,

to begin with.

Before I started working at Harrods,

I was introduced to his top PA.

She looked through my CV.

Al Fayed came in.

He gave her the nod,

and I was offered the job.

But before I took the job,

I needed to have a medical.

Everyone had them, and it's just

an extra perk of the job,

I was told.

We were told to go

for a medical check-up

with Dr Ann Coxon in Harley Street.

I was told that it was because

his son Dodi

had a low immune system,

and so everybody in the office

needed to be checked.

Ahead of time, nobody said,

"By the way, when you come in

for your medical,

"you're going to be given

an internal sexual health test,"

because I think I would have had

time to worry about that.

It just happened.

They told me as I was there.

This is from a doctor, Wendy Snell,

who was the Harrods doctor

at the time.

It says, "The gynaecological swabs,

including chlamydia,

"also showed no signs of infection,

a very reassuring finding."

So I don't know who

that's reassuring for.

At one point during the medical,

the doctor, Wendy Snell,

who was doing my examinations,

she did my smear test,

and then she went on

to check my ovaries.

And I just remember the doctor,

you know,

saying how wonderful he was,

and didn't he look

after his employees so well?

And, mm...

My results were actually sent

directly to the chairman,

so quickly that by the time

I'd got back to my desk,

he knew the results of my tests.

You know, things

should be confidential

between a patient and a doctor.

She certainly did

not conform to that.

There is no benefit to anybody

in knowing what my sexual health is,

unless you're planning

to sleep with somebody,

which I find quite chilling now.

So, when Mohamed first asked me

to his office,

I was sort of nervous

and excited at the same time.

But when I first arrived,

he seemed super friendly,

sweet and interested, like a nice...

..man.

Initially in that first meeting,

he didn't say it,

but very soon after he said,

"Just call me Papa, Papa."

He said, "Come to Papa.

"You only trust me.

I'll look after you."

I thought it was odd that he said

Papa, because that was weird.

But then I thought maybe

he did mean it

in a sort of fatherly way,

initially.

Only a few days after I'd been

working there, he would sort of...

..bear hug me to start with

and greet me with a hug and...

And that was very early on.

And that that made me feel

a bit weird, you know.

But then I thought, oh,

he's being nice and protective,

like a sort of, you know,

fatherly figure.

But then it just...

SHE GROANS

..the hugs became more, well,

sort of...

..uncomfortable and, erm,

yeah, I didn't feel right.

And then, I mean, the hugs,

he'd just try and kiss me,

and I didn't want to be kissed.

It's like one minute, you know,

he's saying he's going to protect me

and look after me and he's like...

like a dad or a father,

and then the next minute

he's trying to kiss me,

and I don't know what to think.

I remember seeing an ad in the paper

for temporary shop floor assistants

at Harrods,

met with the recruiter there,

and then, like a couple

minutes later,

Mohamed Al Fayed

walked into the room,

basically looked me

up and down and said,

yeah, when can I start?

He asked me to go along

to his private residence

at Park Lane the following day

to set things up.

60 Park Lane is a big block

of apartments

situated right next door

to the Dorchester Hotel,

and I think he pretty much

owns the whole block,

if I'm not mistaken.

There are lots of flats in there,

as well as his private quarters.

I first noticed that Mohamed

had this sort of modus operandi

every day.

He would call one senior assistant

and ask which girls

were working that day.

Then one of us would be summoned

to his office.

So, do you remember the first time

that you were sent up to

Al Fayed's office?

I do remember the first time.

It took a while to be asked

to go up there.

I think when we were

on our back row,

we were wondering why everyone else

was going up and we weren't.

I remember that first time

he said, "What are you doing

for the weekend?"

And I remember saying, oh,

I was going home to my parents.

And he presented me with a 50 note.

"Here's some money to go towards

"taking something home

for your parents."

I remember feeling like, "Hmm."

You know, "Why are you giving

me some money?"

And then I remember him

just doing this.

SHE GROANS

"So, just, just say

thank you to me."

So I was encouraged to give him

a kiss on the cheek.

One of those, after a while, became,

you know, he would...

..kind of grab your face

and he would push it to his lips.

And it was just, you know,

there was nothing you could do.

He had his hands in, you know,

on your face.

My experience was pretty

much identical.

And it's something that we buried

for 30 years.

My one time of going into

his private sitting room

was...was essentially my last day.

And, um, it didn't take long for him

to come towards me.

Essentially he just...

I was sitting on the sofa

and he just pushed himself

right on top of me.

I just pushed him.

You know, you...

This happened so quickly,

and I pushed him and I ran out.

I trusted him,

because he had five children.

Mm. So it wasn't the first

thing to cross my mind,

what the sort of long game was,

as far as he was concerned.

He was basically grooming us,

wasn't he? Yeah.

I felt deeply ashamed

about what happened at Harrods

and my life and my time

with Mohamed.

From the day it happened to now,

I haven't really ever spoken

in any detail about my experiences.

I was... Literally just turned

16 when I joined Harrods.

Quite often we'd end up working

till seven or eight,

nine o'clock in the evening.

So, quite early on, he asked whether

or not I wanted to have use

of an apartment, an apartment

block in Park Lane,

and would I like use of that,

and it was very much sold to me at

the time as, we work late together,

if you don't want to go home,

you can just grab a cab

and you'll be there safely

and you have nothing to worry about.

So I agreed that that would be

a good idea.

That night, he asked that when

I'd seen the apartment,

would I join him and have a drink.

I was taken up there by a member

of the security team,

and I remember going into the room,

I was a bit surprised

that it was a lounge area,

and then really surprised

when Mohamed came out

in a dressing gown

and what appeared like nothing

underneath the dressing gown,

from what I could gather.

He then poured two glasses

of champagne

and said, "We have to celebrate.

"This is a good..." You know,

"This is a good day."

He called me into his office,

probably around 9:30 that night,

on the pretext that he wanted

to show me a painting

that he had recently acquired.

As we're going upstairs into his

private quarters,

I can hear this little

clicking noise.

And then I realise he has a little

device in his hand

that's actually

locking the doors behind.

It felt like... "Am I going

to be trapped in here?"

He asked me at Harrods

if I would meet him after work,

if I'd come to Park Lane.

You can go up and you go in the lift

and you see the security around,

so you feel like you're

obviously being watched.

It's really intimidating.

It's a lot of security.

Why is there so much security?

And he came back dressed in

just a silk dressing gown.

He basically grabbed me

into a slow dance.

He was holding me really tightly...

into, like, a clench.

He grabbed my right arm

and he just placed

it aggressively over his...

I could feel he had an erection.

When he started to touch me,

I think the first thing I said

was, "What are you doing?"

I genuinely felt confused

by what was going on.

I remember saying to him,

"You've asked me

"to look at you as a father figure.

"I can't do that

if you're behaving like this.

"This is not how a father

would behave to a daughter."

He pushed me back on the sofa

and he climbed on top of me.

Undid my top, or pulled my top,

put his hand inside my bra.

He was clearly aroused.

Put his hand inside my underwear.

Put his hand inside me.

And I remember just thinking,

"Whatever's going to happen,

just get it over with,"

and I just kept saying to him,

"Please don't do this.

"I can't do this."

He started to sort of get closer

and closer and closer,

and he's pushed himself onto me

and pushed me down on the sofa.

You know, putting his hands down

my top and up my skirt,

and he was getting heavier

and heavier and heavier.

I was scared.

And he just pushed himself

on top of me, but I'm strong

and I started kicking him,

and I kicked him, and I kicked him,

and I kicked him, and I kicked him

off, and I kicked him really hard.

I thought, "He's going to r*pe me."

Definitely thought

he was going to r*pe me.

His trousers coming down.

Get him off! Get him off!

Get him off! GET HIM OFF!

I can't...from that day to this,

work out what stopped him.

It would have been really obvious

to whoever took me back

to my apartment that something

had happened in there.

I was dishevelled, I was crying.

I was clearly shocked.

I don't think I slept a wink

that night.

I joined Harrods to be a buyer

and it was so far, everything,

my whole life was so far

from that now.

It was just a living nightmare.

He used to sort of make you feel

like he really cared

for your safety.

I was...19.

He called me and said,

"Yeah, you finish late tonight?

"How are you getting home?"

I said, "I'll just take a cab."

He said, "No, it's dangerous.

"You know, you want to stay

in one of the apartments?"

So I said yes.

Then the phone went

and it was Mohamed saying,

"Yeah, you all right?

What are you doing?

"You like the apartment?"

And he said,

"I've got something to show you.

"Will you come up?"

And I found myself in his apartment

and...he asked me to sit on the bed.

And his hand's on my leg.

He was kind of laughing, joking.

But he would get firmer in his grip

and it's very obvious what he wants.

I'm trying to get up.

I made it obvious that I didn't want

THAT to happen.

I did not give consent.

I just wanted it to be over.

I just remember feeling...

his body on me...

..the weight of him.

Just hearing him

make these noises...

and then...just going

somewhere else in my head.

He r*ped me.

When he was done, he said,

"Go and wash."

You blame yourself.

You really blame yourself.

You're there to do a job,

but that's your boss

standing there in front of you

in a dressing gown.

And even when you're trying to get

out of the situation,

I'm trying not to offend him.

I think it was 2018 when I first

found out about this from Sophia.

I'm a TV producer by profession

and I couldn't let it go.

I just had to just get

to the bottom of it.

I've spoken to certainly dozens,

but certainly I know to be of

affected, and I want to speak to,

we're into triple figures.

Things have kind of seeped out

before about him,

but those allegations have been on

more the mild side

of things - sexual harassment.

But I've spoken to at least four

women who have categorically told me

they were r*ped by Fayed.

He was a complete monster.

And I just knew I needed

to get that out there.

I can't believe the web, how big

it's getting, how large it is.

It's horrifying.

He had this dome around him

of either security

or his staff members.

Not all of these knew what was

going on, but many did.

Why they are helpful to talk to me

is because they can help corroborate

the culture of fear there

at the time,

or what the routines were,

how Fayed operated.

I joined the recruitment department,

and then was promoted

to become personnel manager for...

..two areas of the store.

From time to time, I would get

a call from one of, um...

..Mr Mohamed's secretaries,

asking me

about a specific sales assistant

that Mr Mohamed had seen

while he was walking the store,

and could I please either interview

them for a job in his office

or he would like to interview them.

And in the early days,

I think I was naive enough

to think that he was giving them

a career opportunity,

but quite quickly I knew

differently.

If there were requests that came

along like that, I would...

I would pretend that I hadn't

been able to find them.

I thought that might just deflect

his attention away from them.

My name's Tony.

I worked in Harrods for ten years.

I worked at the toy department,

which was fantastic,

for about a year, and then I was

moved to the Egyptian Hall

to take a department manager

position.

The Egyptian Hall was a

sort of shrine to Egypt

within the department store.

On the lower ground floor,

you've got a mini sphinx,

and all along the walls

you've got Egyptian-style columns

and architecture.

INTERVIEWER: There seems to be

a slight resemblance

between the Sphinx on the wall

and yourself.

Yeah, it happened that...

I don't know how,

but it happened that

I look like the Sphinx.

The daily walk, he would either

start or finish

at the Egyptian Hall

with the pipers.

The bagpipers were security

guards in the Egyptian Hall,

so I spent a lot of time,

you know,

talking to the security guards

there, yeah.

They got more gossip from the

close-knit security.

They spent the whole time with him

and they sort of would pass

on little stories

about what he was up to.

They would say things like,

you know, there was groping,

nonconsensual touching.

I guess molestation perhaps

would be hinted at.

It was well known, everybody knew

about it, and it was a joke,

and it was laughed about.

It was like, "Oh, you know, he's...

"You know, this person's going to be

a manager of..."

Or, you know, "..a manager in five

minutes because she's gone up to...

"..she's gone up to Al Fayed's

office. Ha-ha-ha!"

This sort of thing. It was...

It was very jokey.

Yeah, looking back on it now,

it's, it's pretty repellent,

honestly, actually.

And I was part of that,

I must admit.

It was a horrible,

horrible nightmare.

It was really hard to get out of it.

I can't explain how it ground me

down every single day.

I couldn't leave, I didn't have

a home to go back to,

I had to pay rent and I knew

I had to go through this

and I didn't want to.

It was horrible.

And I... And my head was scrambled.

I'd gone at the age of 16

and ended up working

for Mohamed relatively quickly.

So all of those experiences, to me,

after four years, became my norm.

And I think that's

one of the hardest things,

thinking back to that whole

experience now,

is that we all stood and watched

each other walk through that door,

thinking..."You poor girl,

it's you today,"

and feeling utterly powerless

to stop it.

I have exactly the same feeling

now of regret,

frustration about Al Fayed

that I had about Jimmy Savile.

The late '80s were a fascinating

time for journalism

and, of course, the Royal family

were the focus

of huge, huge attention,

particularly Princess Diana.

And colourful characters like

Al Fayed were also fascinating.

When I was at the News Of The World,

this would be about 1986-87,

there had been rumours about him

molesting or harassing

young female employees.

We did hear about a girl who was,

I think, about 18 at the time,

who he'd...he'd groped.

We did manage to speak to her,

but she was basically terrified.

She made it plain that this wasn't

unusual with Al Fayed,

but, you know, she certainly

wasn't going to start

giving interviews about it

and she was terrified of the

repercussions

if she did, and that she felt

that no-one else would, either,

that his power and, you know,

and intimidatory qualities

meant that no-one

would actually speak out.

There was most definitely a culture

of fear across the whole store,

from the lowliest of the low

to the most senior person.

You're on the shop floor

and these, I think, five or six

burly security guards

start barging through

your department.

The majority of the security guards

were all either special forces

or army or ex-police.

It was well known in Harrods

that the phones might be tapped.

I was told, "Sit there,

and even if there's no work,

"kind of look like you're working,

"because in that flowerpot across

the hallway, there's a camera."

That's why none of the other girls,

we couldn't talk to each other

properly about it,

because we all thought we were

being bugged.

There's this one particular evening

where I'd gone back

to the apartment.

I laid on the bed.

The phone rang. I picked it up.

He just went, "Yeah,

why are you lying like that?"

"And I was naked at the time."

My whole body turned cold

because what I then realised

was clearly there was some sort

of surveillance

actually in the apartment itself.

The abuse against women, I mean,

I was aware of it when I was on

the shop floor. I knew.

And what I think, if I know,

everybody knew.

Anyone who says they didn't,

they're lying, I'm sorry.

They're lying.

It wasn't even a secret.

It was known around

the whole company.

Again, security knew.

And I would say that they should

come forward and speak up.

I can understand why some colleagues

I have, or people that I work with

who don't want to speak up

about these events.

They are afraid of, if they don't

show total loyalty to a principal

then it's going to affect

their future employment.

But they all know deep down

in their hearts

that what occurred

was tragic for those victims.

I did notice on many occasions

when we arrive, say, for instance,

perfume departments, he would get

the manager, before he arrived,

to line up the girls,

four or five young ladies.

They were literally on parade

and he went to each individual one

as if to, you know, size them up.

As time went on,

our senior managers would say,

"You are aware that Mr Al Fayed

doesn't want you speaking

"to any female members of staff.

But we did know that certain things

were happening

to certain female employees

at Harrods and Park Lane.

We have a control room in the

basement with security cameras,

but they only observed the corridors

up to Mr Al Fayed's

private residence doors,

so we would only see the girls

going in to the door

and then close the door behind him.

And then in the morning we'd see

them depart, or even after an hour.

Some were wearing the Harrods

uniform still.

I did question it.

I said that's strange behaviour,

but they said, "Well, if you're not

happy with that,

"you know where the door is."

I worked for Mohamed Al Fayed

from the mid '80s to the early '90s.

Six years in total.

You would normally, for a principal,

if you're there, your job

is to protect his life.

I can say for myself

and a few others

that you wouldn't stand in front

of a g*n for Al Fayed.

If he was seeing girls,

it would be in Park Lane.

One instance, two girls

came into the building

and we were told to send them up

to the top floor,

and then later on they came down

and came out of the lift,

and one of them was really upset

and crying,

and I took her outside and said,

"What's the matter?"

She said, "It's horrible, horrible.

"We went into his apartment

and he disappeared,

"then came out in his dressing gown

and pyjamas

"and wanted us to sit on his lap

and everything else."

And the poor kid was in bits.

HE EXHALES

Now you would think, you know,

you want to smack him in the mouth.

But then you never saw it happen,

because it was in his personal

apartment.

So what could you do?

And who do you go to?

Him?

He had no doubt in his mind

that he was...

His advances were unwelcome

and nonconsensual.

There were tons of women

that would have had sex with him

because he was a very wealthy

and very powerful man.

Still he chose to pursue people

that he terrified.

And he came in the bathroom

and started to touch me.

He turned me round.

He pushed me against the wall

and his hands came round my throat.

Before, I'd always felt the worst

thing that could ever happen

was him raping me.

That day, I felt like the worst

thing that could happen

is that he could stop me breathing.

Once I started finding more and more

and more women,

they would tell me

what they went through.

It's not something you can

just leave.

Every waking minute,

I would think about it

and I wouldn't stop again

until Sophia woke up

in the middle of the night to come

and order me to go to bed.

What's been horrifying is the level

of prestigious institutions

that this abuse has taken place at.

We've got Harrods.

We've then got the Ritz Hotel,

which is the jewel of Paris.

Some of the worst horrors I've heard

have been over in France,

unfortunately.

Mohamed owned lots of properties,

many abroad.

He owned the Ritz in Paris

and the Villa Windsor

in Bois de Boulogne.

And he'd often go over there for

trips to visit his properties.

He asked me to come along.

I was, again, very nervous,

but you couldn't say no.

He wanted me to fly over to Paris

that evening,

go and interview some

of the chefs at the Paris Ritz.

When the plane landed,

I was tapped on the shoulder

and it was one of Mr Mohamed's

close security officers.

And I said,

"Well, where are we going?"

And they said, Mr Mohamed's

at the Ritz.

And we got to the Ritz

and the security officer

who wasn't driving

got out of the car, went inside

and was back within minutes

and said, "Mr Mohamed has left

for the day.

"He's at the house in the Bois."

The house in the Bois de Boulogne

was a house that Mohamed bought

and restored to its former glory.

This house, just outside Paris

in the Bois de Boulogne,

was to be the home of the

Duke and Duchess of Windsor

for nearly 20 years.

FAYED: This love story

will stay forever.

And by preserving this house...

..my dreams came true to preserve

as a mausoleum to this love story,

which I believe tremendously.

You would give up everything

for a woman? Absolutely.

Absolutely. Because again,

it's my life.

It's my happiness.

It's my pleasure.

And I want to live.

I want to enjoy life.

And you're romantic?

Absolutely. Of course.

Of course.

Villa Windsor is definitely

not a place of love.

It was a place of being scared

and terrified.

Seeing the Villa Windsor on

The Crown evoked so many memories.

When I saw the state

the villa was in,

I said, "Money is no object."

Restoring it will be my honour

and pleasure.

I don't want him to be seen

as some kind of hero.

A former King of England lived here.

It just takes me back

to when he took me there.

And they're not good memories.

I came in up the steps

into the hallway,

and I was taken into the salon,

and the door closed.

Mr Mohamed was there.

He asked me to come and sit

on the sofa with him.

I started to wonder when he was

going to have the conversation

with me about the interviews

the next day, and it didn't happen.

So I instigated that conversation,

and he kept deflecting me away

from that and saying,

"Don't worry about this.

"You will... You will stay

with me tonight."

And I stood up and said,

"I'm not staying."

Where he was standing was in quite

close proximity to the wall behind

that had a doorway that was open,

and he took my right wrist and he

pulled me through that doorway,

and it was a bedroom

and there was a bed,

and he pushed me in and onto the bed

and then put his right leg

over my hips so that I couldn't move

and held both my wrists.

And I was terrified.

This time I was even more scared,

because I wasn't at home,

I was in France,

I was in Villa Windsor,

and he'd come upstairs

into my room.

Um, I was absolutely terrified.

I was under the covers.

He was wearing his dressing gown,

undone like that,

got into bed with me and was trying

to kiss me and push himself on me

and I, again, I just...

I don't know how I did it.

I just kicked him off.

I kicked and kicked and kicked

and kicked and screamed -

and, again, I got him off,

and I was just...just terrified.

When Mohamed was assaulting me,

because of the force

of the situation...

..I believed he was attempting

to r*pe me.

The first thing that came into my

head to try and get away

was, "We can't do this

because I need to have a shower."

He released his grip.

I got out of the room

as quickly as I possibly could,

and I was shown into

a small bedroom.

I closed the door.

I immediately tried to see if there

was a lock and there was no lock.

And I got the chair and put

the chair under the door.

So I turned the shower on so it

sounded like I was showering

to sort of cover any noise

I might be making.

I put every item of clothing on

that I had

so that if I slept through the night

and he tried to come in,

it would take him a lot longer

to get to what he wanted.

Then...

..I might have a chance to get away.

I hadn't asked,

"Where am I staying?"

Because surely Harrods

would have booked us a hotel room

and made sure of our safety.

Not delivered us like

lambs to the slaughter

to Al Fayed's house.

You know, he threw himself

on top of me.

His hands were all over me.

And you know, I was wearing a dress.

He was very, very forceful.

I, thank God, reacted and kicked

him off,

ran down the hallway

into my room in sheer terror

because I just didn't know

what would happen, you know?

Then about a week later, I got

a letter in the post from Harrods

telling me that I had had

my employment terminated

because I didn't use the right

staff door.

Yeah.

Nothing to do with the sexual abuse.

Shortly after that, there was

an evening when my then boyfriend

and I had been out for a dinner.

We came round the corner,

heading back to our car,

and one of Mohamed's

close security guards

was just standing in the street

looking straight at me.

And I said, "Oh, hello.

What are you doing here?"

And he said, "Ah, that's the

question. What are YOU doing here?"

And I believed that because

I had said no to Mohamed,

they were just keeping tabs on me to

make sure I wasn't telling anybody,

which made me even more fearful.

What do you think those women

could have done in that situation

with a man that's very wealthy,

has a lot of security?

What could they do?

All they could do would be go

to the police, wouldn't it?

But nothing would happen

because he was too powerful.

Can you imagine being 22?

A, you've got to tell your parents

that you've been abused

by your boss.

B, you've then got to get someone

to go to the police with you.

Three, you're fighting one of the

most powerful men in the country.

Where's that going to go?

The spider's web of corruption

and abuse in this company

was unbelievable and very dark.

Any place of work has a duty

to ensure the safety

of its employees.

When you take that to

a classic place like Harrods,

without question, the company

failed these ladies.

That's why we step in,

because they just did nothing

to actually prevent this.

They did the opposite.

They enabled it.

We're one of a number of

representatives

that are acting for survivors

of this horrific case.

How are we? Very well.

This case has been quite

an eye-opener for me.

It really has, in many ways.

In terms of the severity? Yeah.

And also the, um, extent

of responsibility that I felt

with - we've got now

over 15 survivors

and it's growing every day.

If what these ladies say is right -

and we've no reason to dispute it -

then Fayed clearly was an absolute

menace to society.

He was a serial sex ab*ser.

A serial sex ab*ser.

First of all,

we're going towards a claim

for an unsafe system of work.

Yeah.

We are in possession of material

to suggest that the extent

of the knowledge of those who were

significant in Harrods

did rather make it, effectively,

at least an acquiescence

to what was going on.

It's very much all sides

coming together

of acquiescence in the abuse,

the selection process,

the actual acts themselves,

and then effectively the ability

of the arms, the tentacles,

to make sure that it's covered up.

One of the questions is,

why was nothing said at the time?

It limited opportunities.

They couldn't go to HR

because that was internal

and was controlled by the senior

figures at Harrods. Yeah, yeah.

Where do they go?

It's understandable that people

would think, "Well, there's nowhere

for me to go."

There's really only one area where

you do go if you seek redress...

And that's the press.

..and that's the press, to say,

"Actually, this is something very

badly wrong here."

I had quite a number of

conversations with Maureen Orth

and started to talk

about the safety in numbers thing.

This kind of, you're not alone.

So I agreed to give a statement,

but to do it anonymously.

You've got to remember,

the people that we work for,

they have secrets that a lot

of people don't know about,

and the only people that know

those secrets are a security team.

John Macnamara was head of security

at the time.

His background was with

the Metropolitan Police,

that he'd been a senior officer,

and that he was now in control

of all Mr Al Fayed's security

arrangements.

But he was a nasty piece of work,

you know,

would threaten people and things

and use his power as an ex-copper.

I know for a fact Macnamara

knocked on someone's door personally

and threatened a girl.

"ALICE": John Macnamara contacted me

before the article was published

at a point where I was living

at a different address,

different telephone number

and different work,

and I had no idea how he'd found me,

and said I wasn't to be involved

in that article.

But if I went against his advice

that just to be aware

that he knew where my parents lived.

It turned me cold.

And after I spoke to Maureen,

I've never spoken to anybody else

for fear of just what it

might bring.

Mohamed Al Fayed never influenced

anything that we published,

much as he sometimes tried to,

but Al Fayed cultivated

influential people,

made them generous offers

of free items from Harrods,

and he also tried

that on journalists.

But if it had come back

out in the mid '80s -

groping, propositioning - he would

never have got anywhere near

that he did get to the royal family.

Princess Diana would never

have entertained going on a holiday

with Dodi Fayed.

He would have been disgraced.

I think he would have had difficulty

holding on to Harrods

or even staying out of jail.

NEWS ARCHIVE: For British

royal watchers,

it has been another day of float

off the coast of Saint-Tropez.

Their focus,

Mohamed Al Fayed's villa,

where the Princess

and her sons are holiday guests.

This afternoon she boarded

a 150-foot cruiser,

also belonging to the Harrods boss,

to sail away from Saint-Tropez,

to slip away from the media glare.

Watching that clip of Saint-Tropez

brought back a lot of memories

of my two summers I spent there.

Say "Hi", boys.

I think it was a very good

replica villa that they found

for the location.

Your Royal Highness.

Mou Mou.

Yeah, it was a beautiful place,

for sure.

But, for me,

it had some bad memories.

Here I am in the grounds.

And this is an actual shot

of the bedroom I stayed in,

which was adjacent to the office.

Prior to going to Saint-Tropez,

I was told that I needed to go and

have another check up with Dr Coxon,

and when I got to the villa,

I could see that Mohamed,

he was absolutely livid.

He came up to me with a bottle

of Dettol disinfectant in his hand,

and his first words to me were,

"Who have you been f*cking?"

I didn't know what he was

talking about.

"I got the medical report back

from Dr Coxon

"and it shows that you have,

you know, an STD."

He said, "You have a dirty p*ssy

and you're a f*cking wh*re.

"You need to bathe in this."

He then handed me a packet of pills.

He said, "You need to take

these pills, one every night,

"to clear up your infection."

I certainly didn't take the pills,

and I certainly didn't put Dettol

in my bath.

And it wasn't until a few days later

when I called home to my mum,

who at the time was working

in a London hospital,

and I just asked her

sort of casually

if she knew what these pills were,

and she was like,

"Yeah, they're a major sedative,

tranquilliser-type drug."

A few nights later,

I was in my bedroom

and I could feel him sort of

rattling the door, trying to get in.

I thought, "Oh, my God,

he's going to come back

"and he's going to come in."

He's expecting

I've taken these pills.

He thinks I'm passed out and,

you know, do what he wants to me.

And sure enough, he came back.

I could hear the door jangling

again, trying to get in.

And I think that was definitely

the night that he attempted r*pe.

Certainly, I think that was

his intention.

NEWS ARCHIVE: After the

Princess's holiday

aboard Mohamed Al Fayed's yacht,

the media interest in the couple

became intense.

You must be pleased for your son.

It's his business.

Thank you very much.

I was the United Kingdom editor

of Vanity Fair in the '90s.

My role was to support everything

in the story.

I've never talked

about it before, no.

This is the stuff

got stranded with me.

And this is just a tiny

fraction of what we have.

And there were massive, masses,

amounts of interviews, statements,

affidavits, supporting evidence.

Within those affidavits,

there is evidence

of serial criminality.

Looking at them again, I really

think we had a very strong case.

I was approached by Vanity Fair

back in the 1990s.

They tracked me down, I think,

because whoever was on the door

at Park Lane when I left

must have seen the state I was in

and remembered me

or remembered my name.

That evening, I'd already talked to

him about the idea

of wanting to be an actress.

When I walked in, we sat down and he

started talking about how Dodi

was about to start producing

the prequel to Hook,

and he gave me the script

and he said,

"Read that passage from the script,

straight to camera,

"and then I'll send it on to Dodi."

In context, it was fine,

but out of context it was

"Take me, take me, please."

He comes round from behind

the camera and he grabs me

and he kisses me on the mouth

and I push him away.

And I do...

I sort of say, "What are you doing?"

He said, "Right,

if you won't sleep with me,

"I'm not helping you

with your acting career."

And I thought,

"Get out, I've got to get out."

I was able to get my things

and get out.

NEWS ARCHIVE: Since the start of

speculation about a new romance,

tabloid photographers have laid

siege to the Park Lane home

of Dodi Fayed.

Late last night,

the arrival of a car

similar to that owned

by the Princess of Wales

led to reports that the two

were sharing an intimate meal.

Frustratingly for the photographers,

there was no opportunity

to see the diners,

although their own activities

were constantly monitored

by security cameras which protect

this exclusive part of Mayfair.

So I thought this was

a big, big worry.

I thought he would almost certainly

use his security equipment,

his CCTV, his bugging equipment,

to record some part

of this relationship.

Fayed would just use her

like he used everybody.

I let a friend of hers know.

I'm not even sure that the message

reached her.

But we did have this one

attempt to set us up.

Fayed had a lot of people

working for him.

They asked for

a private meeting with me

and they offered... It was a man

called Paul Handley-Greaves.

His story was that he had been

fired by Mohamed,

but then he said he would like

to come to our side

and offer us this video of Fayed

having sex with an employee.

Now, of course,

if that had been the case,

that would have been gold dust,

but it was too easy.

Who's going to make that tape?

It's not Fayed and it's not

going to be his security people.

That tape does not exist.

So I said if such a tape existed

and I offered you money

or even accepted it,

I'd be in breach of the law

because I'd be receiving

stolen goods.

Anyway, somebody - I won't say who -

did make an offer.

And we looked completely idiotic.

To that degree, we were at w*r.

One afternoon, I got a phone call

from somebody.

Mr Al Fayed wanted to ask me

if I would bear witness

to his good character in a court

proceedings

that he had taken out

against the journalist.

And I said, "If you think

I'm going to bear witness

"to his good character,

you've got another thing coming."

And hoped that that was that.

But received a courier package

a few days later

that included a statement

that I had supposedly given,

witnessing Mohamed's good character,

signed by me,

and I had not given that statement,

and I had not signed a statement.

At which point I was

absolutely terrified

because I thought,

if this can happen,

what else could happen to me?

We had a lot of evidence.

We were really in a strong position.

They couldn't do anything

about Maureen's article.

Everything we found out in support,

which is much, much sort of more

damaging than Maureen's article,

and to have women in court

saying, actually, he came over

in his dressing gown and offered me

100 for this or that sexual favour.

It was completely...

He couldn't have had that.

This is BBC Television from London.

Diana, Princess of Wales, has died

after a car crash in Paris.

The French government

announced her death

just before 5:00 this morning.

Diana, Princess of Wales,

had been a passenger in a car

which crashed in a tunnel

next to the River Seine.

Her friend Dodi Fayed

and their driver were also k*lled.

Everyone was traumatised

by the appalling events in Paris.

Nobody was thinking about this

libel case after what had happened.

The moment the crash happened and

Diana was dead and Dodi was dead,

forget it, you know?

It was a bigger event.

It was more important

than our dispute.

This is the letter reporting

a settlement offer

in the Al Fayed case.

They're prepared to drop the case.

And then what they wanted

- and here's the key thing -

we would destroy everything

we've discovered,

evidence, affidavits

and correspondence.

We would never refer

to the case again.

He'd won the game.

We had got a case which could go

to court and would have beaten him,

and the only thing they want to do

is to destroy everything

that we'd found out

in those two years.

And that is the crucial proposal

which we accepted.

I was really cross

that we'd been silenced,

and we would not be able to

publicise what had gone on

at Harrods and in France,

at the Bois de Boulogne residence.

NEWS ARCHIVE: Two memorials

to Diana and Dodi

were in place at Harrods today.

Tourists came to sign the books

of condolence

set up outside the store.

In the afternoon, Mr Al Fayed

arrived to thank them.

God bless you, darling. It's no

problem. Thank you very much.

Once the accident happened,

naturally, he became

extremely famous.

It involved arguably one of

Britain's most important icons

of the last century.

She was beloved.

But one can only have empathy

for someone whose child,

even if it is an adult child, was

k*lled in such a horrific manner.

We're at the Pont de l'Alma,

where the accident that k*lled

Princess Diana

and Dodi Al Fayed happened.

A year later, I was the assistant

to Mohamed Al Fayed.

As Mohamed Al Fayed's

executive assistant at the Ritz.

I was his only assistant

on the European continent.

I'd say probably 50% had to do

with managing various aspects

of the investigation.

But at the same time,

he could be putting his hand

up my skirt.

He would take my head and he would

push it into his genitals.

I realised relatively quickly

I should never sit,

because then I'm trapped.

And I couldn't get out.

I couldn't get out of the chair.

Mohamed Al Fayed was like

an apex predator.

Often going into his office,

when he summoned me, there was

like, um, excitement.

Like a... Like...

And then it moved so fast.

He had done this for so long.

He enjoyed the chase

and he enjoyed...

..I guess, the fear in my eyes,

or our eyes.

I was always consumed with fear.

I was consumed with keeping my job.

I just thought,

I'll do two years here.

I'll get my letter of recommendation

and then just out.

It will be a trampoline to

something really great.

Bite the b*llet and get through it,

right?

Before I learned what I have done,

I had no issue with Mohamed Al Fayed

at all. I guess I was

sympathetic to him, if anything.

You know, the whole death

of his son.

When Dodi died, public sympathy

was so immense

that he was then untouchable.

The Big Story, I found reference

to it online

in some rabbit hole I was down.

We did start to peel the lid

on what Fayed was.

FROM LAPTOP: This young woman

is prepared to talk,

but she's too frightened

to be identified.

She accuses Mohamed Fayed

of repeated sexual harassment

when she worked with him at Harrods.

Some were anonymous because

they were terrified.

When Mr Al Fayed came

into my office,

if I were standing by the filing

cabinet, he would come and grope me,

make obscene remarks about

my sexual life, my private parts.

Nothing in that was as serious

as what we now know to be.

However, clearly he was at

bare minimum exposed as a groper -

and that is sexual harassment,

sexual as*ault, and that is a crime.

These allegations were in the open.

They were out there.

They were public.

There's no way on the planet that

senior execs at Harrods didn't know,

but it just carried on continuing.

It should have caused huge concern,

but it didn't.

It bounced off him and before

we know it, he's back on telly,

acting the clown with Ali G, etc.

Me and you, Mou, is gonna be like

a pair of rappers. Excellent.

Like, I is Snoop. You is Dr Dre.

I is Chuck D, you is Flavor Flav.

I is the Method Man,

you is the Ol' Dirty b*stard.

LAUGHTER

You are the dirty b*stard, not me!

DJ, give me the beat!

Here come the shopkeeper

Mohamed

Here come the shopkeeper

Mohamed

Him the libel case winner

Al Fayed

Him got a nice face

Al Fayed...

So Mohamed Fayed presented

himself as a clown.

And people only see the clown.

Please welcome back

Mohamed Al Fayed.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Thank you!

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

What they don't realise is that

behind that clownish buffoonery,

that eccentricity,

lies a very, very, deeply dark,

determined sexual predator.

It is a absolutely classic disguise.

He went on into the noughties

and later behaving in that way,

and he never paid for it.

Look, I know I may appear

as though I've got a teenage crush,

but there's something intoxicating

about standing next to an anarchist,

especially an anarchist billionaire.

And you can count those

on the fingers of a mitten.

So when I was hired,

the documentary You're Fayed

I think just came out

a couple of days beforehand.

FAYED:

He did come across as he was

having quite a laugh.

FROM LAPTOP: Oh, you're naughty!

He was definitely obsessed with sex.

There was no sense of humour

about it.

It was highly unpleasant.

It became clear to me that this job

was going to be a short one.

He could definitely be charming,

but I think that's mostly the image

that he would like to give off.

He used to do a walk around

and talk to members of the public.

Viagra for tonight. Oh.

He would hand things out

and invite people to maybe work

for him in the future.

And I think it was often quite

an event

for anybody who he came across.

I had just turned 14

when Mum and I...

..met Mohamed Al Fayed in Harrods.

Everyone was asking

for photos of him,

so, you know, we asked

for a photo with him.

We got chatting and he asked me

to work for him in Harrods,

and I said, "I would love to,

but I can't. I'm underage."

And he said, "It's fine,

we can find a way."

And obviously for me,

I was - of course, how amazing.

I had started working at Harrods

when I had just turned 15.

I was told not to talk about my age.

I started to see him at

the beginning like a father figure,

you know, just wanted the best

intentions for me.

And then as time went on,

I just started to see some weird...

Like, the longer hugs

and the longer kisses,

and then the phone calls

started happening on my mobile.

You know, I'm a 15-year-old

and he's now calling

my personal mobile.

I hope that from today, people see

what he was really like.

Mohamed Al Fayed is a r*pist.

I think he's a serial r*pist.

I joined in 2007

and it was my first job in London.

I think his behaviour was

inappropriate from the start.

He would make comments about girls

being on their periods,

grabbing their crotch area,

not stuff that you would expect

to be spoken about

in an office environment.

His behaviour would become

more scary while I was on the trips.

My first trip was actually

to Abu Dhabi

and that's when I realised,

actually, he's not joking,

he's serious.

I was away in a foreign country

that I'd never visited before

and he was trying to get in my room

in quite an aggressive manner.

It was absolutely terrifying.

The other senior PA, who'd been

travelling with him numerous times,

she just said, "Look, it's what

he does. He'll give up eventually."

The incident happened in May 2008.

I was asked to go to his, um...

Up to the boardroom.

He was in a funny mood.

Like, a very bad mood.

Started just getting really,

like, hugging me

and touchy and feely

and rubbing himself against me,

and, um, and then, um,

he just grabbed my face

and tried to, like, just basically

put his tongue in my mouth.

I mentioned that I was 15,

and what are you doing?

And he said I was turning

into a beautiful woman,

and he grabbed my chest.

I pushed him off, and he saw I was

freaked out and scared,

and he just went into a rage

and just started screaming

at me and just...

SOBBING: Sorry.

I was a child when this happened.

You know, he was nearly 80

and I was 15.

I spoke to my parents

and we all thought the best people

maybe to talk to were the police.

I was reporting child sex abuse

within a working place.

And, um, that's when it

all went bad.

There was a leak

within the police force

which led to them

going to the press.

The owner of Harrods,

Mohamed Al Fayed,

has been interviewed by police

in connection with an

allegation of sexual as*ault

against a girl under 16.

NEWS REPORT: Mohamed Al Fayed

has denied an allegation

that he sexually assaulted

a teenage girl.

I was told not to leave the house.

I was put in a safe house.

We were told by the police that

there was an inside investigation

within the police force

to why and how my information

had been leaked.

I couldn't trust anyone

at this point.

The allegations, which first

surfaced in a Sunday newspaper,

are that the schoolgirl met Mr Fayed

while she was shopping here

with her mother.

It's alleged he asked for her phone

number and later invited her back.

She claims it was then that

he sexually assaulted her.

When the allegations of the

15-year-old girl came about,

the only time I really knew about it

was when I was summonsed into

an office with a police officer

and questioned myself

about his behaviour,

and if I thought that there was

any chance that he'd done

what he was being accused of.

Obviously my answer would

have been yes,

but given I was escorted

by a Harrods lawyer,

my answers were, "No, he's fine."

You know, "He's...he's appropriate.

"I've never seen this behaviour."

Looking back, I wish I'd been strong

enough and brave enough to say yes,

I think she was right.

He did not attend under compulsion

and the meeting lasted

for less than half an hour.

Mr Al Fayed vehemently denies

this allegation

and is confident that his name

will be cleared.

I think if I met that

15-year-old now, I would be...

I'd be so sorry that I didn't

stick up for her

and that I didn't do

the right thing.

I wish I'd been brave enough

at the time, but I just wasn't.

I think that's what's pushed me

to speak up now.

It feels like it's a chance

to make right all the wrongs,

even though we were wronged

ourselves.

I'm glad she's speaking up now,

and I appreciate

what she's had to say.

But it's also, like,

I wish she'd said something.

But, you know, we're all under...

We live in fear.

We were all under fear, you know.

He was a scary person.

So, you know...

It wasn't until I'd experienced

the more serious side

of his harassment that I realised

it wasn't something

he was playing around with.

He was serious.

And it got to a point where I just

didn't know which way to turn.

So I bought a small Dictaphone

that I had in my pocket

in case I needed to record something

that was happening.

And these are the transcripts

from those recordings.

It's really, I think, the only kind

of evidence that we've got

of what he's done to me

and to others.

And one of them was in Paris, in his

residence there, Villa Windsor.

I just put the recorder on,

like, a bedside table,

and obviously I fell asleep

and woke up with him telling me,

"Are we having a party tonight?"

I was so shocked at him coming in

that I made out I had had an

allergic reaction to nuts.

He's basically telling me to relax

and, "It's important for you

to make love and relax."

I said, "I just want to go

to sleep on my own.

"Mr Fayed, I don't want to.

Mr Fayed."

And he kept saying,

"Relax, please relax."

How can you relax

when you're in that situation?

He walked out and he was angry.

These were taken just before

the final incident.

There was one particular trip

to Paris

that was just

the final straw for me.

Arriving in Paris,

we'd be escorted by police.

There'd normally be six or seven

police cars and motorbikes

following us with full siren

all the way through Paris

until we arrived at Villa Windsor,

where we were to spend the evening.

I took myself off to bed.

I woke up startled

and he was just there,

wearing nothing but a silk...

..like, dressing gown-type,

smoking jacket thing.

And he tried

to get in the bed with me

and I told him,

"No, I don't want you to."

And he proceeded to just keep trying

to get in the bed,

at which point he was kind of

on top of me

and I really couldn't move anywhere.

I was kind of face down on the bed

and he just pressed himself on me.

At that point, I just cried

and he got up

and quite aggressively said to me,

"Go in there and wash yourself,"

and pointed to the bathroom.

He told me there was a bottle

of Dettol in there

and I just stood in the bath and

washed myself as I was told to.

Obviously he wanted me to erase

any trace

of him being anywhere near me

at that point.

Is he a r*pist?

He's... Yeah, he's a r*pist.

In your head, is he a criminal?

Yeah, he's a criminal.

My case was definitely the closest

to going to the courtroom.

Definitely.

But that was... It didn't.

I handed my phone

to the police for evidence.

The evidence on there would

have been the phone log

of the calls that I received.

Once I received my phone back,

it wouldn't turn on.

It doesn't - it didn't work.

It was dead.

Nothing. Nothing would work.

Nothing would work on it.

The charges got dropped,

from not enough evidence.

I managed to get my dates mixed up.

I said it happened on the Saturday

when it happened on the Friday,

the incident.

And then it just came down to just

that one day

with, you know, I was like,

"How could I get the day wrong?

"How could I get the day wrong?"

But it was not my fault.

I do not feel that it was a strong

enough reason

for that case to be dropped,

I really don't.

I got back to the safety

of my house,

and I decided I wasn't going back,

and I decided to engage

with a lawyer.

When my lawyer contacted Harrods,

he sent them transcripts

from the tapes that I had recorded

and told them that I was leaving

on the grounds of sexual harassment.

My lawyer, he advised that obviously

it was really sensitive,

given who he was.

They said, look, we just need to do

this quickly and quietly.

The agreement for me leaving was

I had to shred all of the evidence,

and in return I would be given

a sum of money

and would be left alone.

The lawyers organised

for a shredding truck

to come to my lawyer's office,

where we placed everything in.

It was shredded in front of us,

including tapes I had of him,

my phone that had messages

and voicemails.

Really quite nasty voicemails

on them.

Someone from HR was present

for the shredding

of all of the evidence I had.

Harrods, I think they knew

the significance

of having this kind

of information available.

I think they just wanted to get rid

of it as quick as possible

and get rid of me

as quick as possible.

I thought I'd lost the transcripts,

but actually what I did have was the

transcriptions sent to my lawyer

in my sent items

of my email account at the time.

I was advised it would be in my best

interest not to talk,

that I was to keep it quiet.

All these years, not being able

to talk about something

that's so unfair.

Like, it's so unfair

to make somebody go through

something like that

and then expect them

not to talk about it.

It's cruel.

There's often the case

in any settlement

that nondisclosure agreements

form part

to keep the settlement confidential.

And there's no specific issue

with that.

My position on this, however,

is some of these people

were being subjected to criminal

offences, and therefore,

in those circumstances, I certainly

would question the role

of a nondisclosure agreement. Yeah.

We say there has been clearly

attempts by the senior people

at Harrods to sweep

this under the carpet.

And here is someone who has all the

resources in the world...

And all the power. ..and a number of

people in whose interests it is

to actually say, of course,

nothing to see here.

Mohamed Al Fayed was always the one

that got away.

I've tried to correct the record

and expose this horrific

sex offender.

This is all...

This is quite old school.

These are all internal drives...

..I haven't looked at for years,

some of these,

but it's basically

the footage of films

that I've made over, like, 20 years,

all locked away on these drives.

So "Star" is Starsuckers.

It's one of the most shocking,

revelatory,

powerful things I've ever filmed.

The aim of Starsuckers was to pull

back the curtain

of the media machine

and sort of expose a lot

of the deceit and wrongdoing

that was, at the time,

quite prevalent

in the British

and international media.

It was a bit of a kind of

Wild West culture, really -

and in the middle of that culture

was Max Clifford,

sort of, you know, pulling

the strings in all directions

and sort of being this sort of

all-powerful figure

who could either put false stories

into the media to promote a client,

or stop negative stories coming out

about people he represented.

We couldn't just go to him and say,

"Hey, Max, why don't you just tell

us how you censor the press?"

And the way we came up with was

through undercover filming.

MAX CLIFFORD: All right, no,

it's like...it's like Mohamed.

Yeah, yeah.

It's gone on for 15 years.

And would keep going on,

and continue to go on.

So, there was no question

that what we had was dynamite.

Um, the problem started to come

was when we were getting the film

legally checked,

and the problem came from the fact

that Mohamed Al Fayed

was notoriously litigious.

We had an excellent law firm,

but they said to us, if you put

this material in your film

as it stands, you will be sued.

What we had to do was to

beep out Fayed's name.

BRACKETED WORDS BEEPED

Yeah, yeah.

Fayed was the one that we missed.

Fayed was the one that we let go.

It makes me feel absolutely sick

that he was doing this,

and he was able to get away

with it for so long,

and we weren't able to stop him.

Those women were let down.

Everybody's known of this behaviour,

and I think no-one's really been

able to do anything fully about it.

I have spoken up about my time

there on numerous occasions.

Every time the press tried to do

something, it was shut down.

I was approached...I think

it was a Dispatches programme, then.

We'd done the filming,

and that was shut down.

And I just remember being

a little angry,

but also thinking,

here we go again.

You know, it's been shut down

in the magazines,

it's been shut down in the papers,

and now it's shut down on screen.

NEWS ARCHIVE: The store, famed for

its sales, was sold today.

The handshake

was more of a handover.

After a quarter of a century

in charge of Harrods,

Mohamed Al Fayed was cashing in.

It was after the #MeToo movement.

Public opinion towards

this sort of behaviour

and towards these sort of people was

changing, and it was changing fast,

and I really felt that it was

the moment to speak up.

And I waived my anonymity

for the programme,

which I did not do lightly.

VOICEOVER: Mohamed Al Fayed,

super rich and powerful.

The famous former owner of Harrods

faces serious allegations.

He said, "If you don't sleep

with me,

"I can't help you

with your acting career."

It was a very key moment.

It gave other women the courage

to come forward and tell their story

and to reach some kind of closure.

However, for me it felt like it

slightly sank without a trace.

It was 2018 when I started to feel

strong enough to do something.

I couldn't ever get my career back.

That was stolen from me

and he took that from me.

We went to the police station.

I was filmed making

my video statement,

and then this all went forward

with the police

to try and take this

to court or whatever.

But Mohamed was too old

to be prosecuted

and they said he wasn't in the right

state of mind, or, you know -

so, they decided it wasn't worth

pursuing, and it was dropped.

We engaged a lawyer and they

approached Harrods' lawyers.

It just took so long.

It was only just before he died

that they suddenly sent a letter

saying they were willing to sort of,

you know, compensate me.

We're hoping this would happen

before Mohamed died,

so that he would realise he hasn't

got away with this,

so that he would know everything

he's done is wrong.

NEWS MONTAGE: Just as we came on air

tonight, it's been confirmed

that the self-made Egyptian

billionaire...

..Mohamed Al Fayed

has died at the age of 94.

He will be remembered as the man

who owned Harrods.

His deep obsession with

British aristocratic society

was later fictionalised in

the Netflix series The Crown.

Does everyone in your family

say things twice twice?

No, no.

I bet they do do, Mou Mou.

I was angry that he hadn't

been publicly shamed

for what he had done,

for the amount of women he had,

you know, destroyed.

Just then I thought,

"Oh, he's got away with it.

"There we go." I knew it was going

to happen anyway.

He was a tremendous life force.

He was obviously controversial,

but I feel that

he did more good in this world

than all his critics combined.

The people who worked for him, and

the people who were his customers

and the fans of his football club,

they know the real Mohamed

and they cherished his friendship

and they cherish what he did.

It's not fair that he got to die

with the legacy he did.

I know there are many other

victims of Mohamed Al Fayed.

It's just horrific to think

that he got away with that.

I think the fact that Al Fayed

got away with as much as he did

was because a lot of people

engineered these situations

on his behalf.

Fayed would have stood a few paces

back in these situations,

and everyone else would be out

there doing his dirty work for him.

The senior PA, I assume,

is the person that set up

and instructed the doctor

to do my medical.

I think the doctor who did my

medical should be held accountable

for providing information

to Mohamed,

which he used to take

advantage of us.

There was always a group of people

that knew where Al Fayed was,

what his movements were.

They can't say,

"Oh, I never saw anything."

May not have seen the act.

There was certainly

a pattern to it all.

So I started thinking,

how many people were in on this?

Harrods, I think they knew

the significance

of having this kind of

information available.

A person like that has a lot

of people who are drawn to money

and power, and do what is required

of them by that man.

It was, in hindsight, such a massive

ring of corruption and sexual abuse.

Many of those people have been named

by these survivors in their accounts

and statements, and it will only

be a matter of time

before they all need

to be approached.

Expect that knock on the door

at some point.

I want to deter any other

Mohamed Al Fayeds in the making,

to stop them doing anything

like this ever again.

It's important, this film, because

it's a loud voice screaming

at everyone to say this is not

acceptable any longer.

I've spent so many years being quiet

and silent and not speaking up.

I hope talking about it now helps.

That we can all start feeling

better and healing from it.

I think he damaged me in some way.

But I'm moving on from that now.

I want to put it all behind me now

and forget about it.

Move on and be strong.