01x03 - Episode 3

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NISHA: 'The g*nman's
been named as Raoul Moat.

'Released from prison
day before yesterday,

'shoots his ex, shoots her
new fella in cold blood.'

LESLEY PANTS Police!

NEIL: 'Last night, Raoul Moat
shot Police Constable David Rathband

'at point blank range.'

We'll get him, bloody get him.
Not rest until we get him.

' "When you were
coming out of jail,

' "I told you I
was seeing a police officer.'

"I said this
because I was frightened.

' "I have not been seeing
a police officer." '

So, this is a security
information report from HMP Durham.

It states
"threat of violence."

Why weren't we told?

It appears the email didn't reach
the Bureau until late on Friday,

after it had closed.

So I wanted you to know
that I intend to refer

the entire
matter to the IPCC.

RAOUL: Now, I've got two hostages
with us at the minute, right?

If you come anywhere near us,
I'll k*ll them too, and all.

There are some very worrying threats
and allegations in that letter,

Chief Superintendent.

I think our readers
have a right to know

whether it's safe to walk the
streets of Newcastle at the moment.

I mean, at the end of the day,
we're all on the same side,

aren't we?

PC DEBBIE: 'We've
found the Lexus.'

Where?
In Rothbury.

POLICE SHOUTING

On the ground!
Don't sh**t!

Do we have Raoul Moat in
captivity? Negative, Sir.

"I am safer than safe, sis.

"It is my friend that is
actually holding me hostage.

"Burn this letter
after you've read it."

You are an accomplice
to those shootings.

Where do you think he is now?

I do not know. OK?

"Raoul Moat, legend."
I... I don't get it, Mum.

Why are they on his side?

RAOUL: 'And for
every lie you print,

'I will k*ll an innocent
member of the public.

'So, there you go.

'If you wanna turn
the public against me,

'I'll turn the
public against you.

'Every time youse
print another lie...

'let's just see
what happens, eh?'

DEVICE CLICKS, ANDERSON SIGHS

If we broadcast the threat,
we're giving him a platform.

We have to
inform the public.

We've got no choice in that.

It's the press
that's angered him.

The more salacious elements
of the press, at least.

Well, I'll bring the press
in off the record,

and I'll tell them
they've got to stop.

Listen, Neil, we have to consider
the escalation in threat,

not just to the public,
but to our officers...

..and to you.

You've been the public face
of the investigation.

If Moat's gonna
target anyone...

Do we have security in
place at your home?

For your family?

No. I mean...

I haven't even
thought about it.

We'll arrange it,

and you're well within your rights
to step away from the investigation.

No. CLEARS HIS THROAT

No, business as usual.

I'll get the press in.

INDISTINCT CHATTING

Right. Morning. Morning.

Erm... Listen,
just take a seat for us.

Before we start, what I'm about
to say stays in this room.

OK?

Er... HE SIGHS

Raoul Moat has informed us
that he does not like

what he is reading
in certain papers.

And... MURMURING

..as a consequence,

he intends to start targeting
innocent members of the public.

SIGHING, MURMURING

It's headlines about
wearing his girlfriend's dress

and headlines about neighbours
hearing him hit his kids

and wearing mascara.

It's that kind of thing.

We only print what his
nearest and dearest tell us.

Harry, that is what is riling him
up more than anything.

We can do our bit,
Chief Superintendent,

but what do you intend to
do about the internet?

There's massive support for Moat
with none of the restraint...

Diane, look.
..you're asking us.

People are saying
whatever they like.

Yes, but you're the
heavyweights, though.

These forums can praise
Moat all they want

to their little
band of followers,

it's your headlines
that he is reading.

Look, I am asking
for your co-operation

to help us catch him here.

So, look...

..what I am asking for
to help us achieve this...

..is a total blackout
on any details...

CLAMOURING ..of Raoul
Moat's personal life

just for the next
24 hours, please.

Just... Please...

Just for the next 24 hours, please.
MAN, FAINTLY: 24 hours?

Just stop riling him up...

..and let us use that time
to track him down and bring him in.

'Last night, it was
this farmhouse, south of the town.

'Before that, Wagtail
Farm, augmented now

'by 20 of these armoured 4x4s
from Northern Ireland.

'Police are getting advice now
from the special forces.'

'On roads in
and out of Rothbury,

'random vehicle checks
in the quest for Raoul Moat.

'After seven days of
searching...' Hello, yes.

I've called before.

I know where
Raoul Moat'll be.

Anything from Ness and Awan?

They're still saying they
don't know where he is,

but an ex-girlfriend
of Moat's has come in,

says she has an idea
of where he might go.

Keep me informed.

DISTANT POLICE SIRENS

Marksmen from GMP, boss.
Where do you want them?

Get them up to Rothbury.

Make sure that exclusion zone's
fully enforced. All right?

As soon as he went on the run,
I knew he'd come back to Rothbury.

I did. I phoned
the police straight away.

He broke into your home?

My old place,
aye. LOUISE SIGHS

He wouldn't have
known I'd moved.

Do you think Moat
was coming for you?

I dunno.

But you said that you know
where he's hiding?

Got a good idea, like, aye.

Raoul loved
outdoors, do you know?

He'd explore
them woods, crags...

..everywhere, top to bottom.

He knew all the little huts
and hunter's hides for miles round.

Any that spring to mind?

Anywhere he might have
camped out? Anything?

SHE SIGHS

I mean, we stayed in most of
them, one time or another.

He could live out there
for weeks on end, Raoul,

sleeping rough,
fishing, foraging.

He's like that
fella off the telly.

Er, what's it?
The survivalist gadgie?

Ray Mears?
Aye, him. Ray Mears.

TV: 'If there was intelligence
that Moat was threatening

'his ex-partner and
other members of the public,

'then that matter should
have been taken very seriously.

'The Independent
Police Complaints Commission

'are now looking at
whether Northumbria Police

'failed to act on
Moat's alleged threats...'

KNOCKS '..against
his ex-partner.'

Just what we need,

the IPCC looking
over our shoulder...

..as well as the
world's bloody news crews.

Well, Neesh
and I have just interviewed

a former
girlfriend of Moat's.

She lives up in Rothbury,
and that forest up there

apparently is as good
as a natural habitat to him.

That's where he's gonna be hiding.
That's where we need to focus.

And we've come up with an
idea of how to find him.

How about a special edition?

You know, who he is,
where he grew up, people he knew?

The police have basically
just embargoed anything like that,

haven't they?

Well, only for 24 hours.

This is more
of a weekend supplement.

Well, who are you thinking
of speaking to?

Well, I'm trying
to track down his brother.

For a piece like this, there can't
be many people who know Moat better.

REPORTER: 'Today, police have
intensified their efforts

'in the search for on-the-run
g*nman, Raoul Moat,

'by enlisting the help of
television expert Ray Mears,

'as their search now moves to the
forests surrounding Rothbury.'

DOG BARKS

FAINT POLICE RADIOS

Team's in situ, boss.

You think that's the place, yeah?
'What do you want us to do?'

Let's wake him up.

HELICOPTER WHIRRING

SHOUTING

'The hut is empty.
Raoul Moat is not here.'

BARKING

It's this morning's.

HE SIGHS He was
here about an hour ago.

Get the dogs on it.

Comb the area. We're close.

He'd have not gone far.

Karl Ness and Qhuram Awan have been
charged with conspiracy to m*rder

and possession of a
firearm with intent.

They will be remanded in custody
until their next hearing.

Beckie? I'm just
out the hearing.

It went the way we wanted.

Moat's two accomplices will
have to stand up in court

and answer to what they've done.

Well, yeah. It's
something, I suppose.

But you still haven't caught the man
that's k*lled my brother, have you?

'It's all about Moat.

'It just feels like everyone
wants him to get away with it.'

"Everyone hates pigs.

"Moaty's only doing what
most people can only dream of."

Is that what
people really think?

At least he
won't be seeing it, eh?

I doubt the signal's
great in that forest.

Well, it depends who's helping him.
He might have a safe house up there.

Better get more boots on the ground,
Neil. Sweep the area again.

Come on. What you thinking?

What's he gonna do?

That might hinge on whether
he's getting any kip or not.

If he's out in the
woods, hasn't slept,

isn't eating properly...

..the likelihood
is that a guy like this

already displays all the
hallmarks of paranoia.

Could veer
towards psychosis.

Meaning what? It's
our worst nightmare, isn't it?

Moat convinces himself
that the world's against him,

and he uses that to justify
going out all g*ns blazing.

RADIO: 'If there
was intelligence

'suggesting that Moat
was threatening his ex-partner,

'then that information should
have been taken very seriously.

'An urgent meeting has been convened
this evening for Rothbury residents

'to discuss extra security measures
directly with Northumbria Police.

'In spite of mounting concern
the fugitive g*nman, Raoul Moat,

'may have slipped
their security cordons,

'police continue
to concentrate their...'

DISTANT CLINKING, DOG BARKING

BARKING CONTINUES

RESIDENTS SHOUTING

WOMAN: You're saying
he's hiding here in the village?

RESIDENTS MURMUR

We can't rule
out that possibility.

RESIDENTS GROAN, MURMUR

That's why... That...

RESIDENT: Is that a joke?
That is why we need your help.

RESIDENTS PROTEST

We know that we're very close
to capturing this individual,

and we just need every one of
you to redouble your efforts

until he is
under lock and key.

What more can we do?

Be vigilant.

Just keep an eye
on any outbuildings,

draw your curtains,
lock your doors and windows,

cos it's likely he's
gonna be looking for some food.

So any signs of disturbance,

please call the police...

MURMURING ..all right?

Er, you're saying the police
are close to an arrest.

Can you give us
any more details on that?

Look, this is a meeting

for the residents to ask
questions, all right?

MURMURING

Look...

we realise that this has been a huge
disruption to your day-to-day lives,

and we thank you
for your resilience...

..but this is
just one final push,

until we get
this man caught.

MAN, FAINTLY: Asking
us to do your job.

Thank you.

RESIDENTS PROTEST

MAN: Evening.

Inspector, he's here.

So, he's wearing a dark
hoodie, dark trousers,

baseball cap and
black boots, right?

Yes. I only realised it was Moat
once he'd already passed by.

Sorry. It's not much help,
I know. No, no, no.

SHE INHALES, SIGHS

Go on, go on. It doesn't matter
how trivial it might seem.

I don't know, he...

he seemed so calm.

You build these things up
in your mind, don't you?

And maybe that's why I
didn't twig it was him at first.

He just seemed normal.

TV NEWS: 'As the renewed danger
sinks in for the people of Rothbury

'and the surrounding countryside,
the investigation continues apace.'

It's extremely unnerving.

It is. Erm,
this is a very quiet village.

'After seven
days of searching,

'the pressure is increasing
on Northumbria Police,

'as their wanted man
continues to evade them.'

POLICE: Get
back inside, please!

Well, it's
alarming, in't it?

You gotta just, as they
said, be vigilant

and keep everything
locked up at night.

It's quite
anxiety provoking,

if, erm, I was to be honest.

It's very strange.
A very surreal situation.

'Officers repeatedly respond
to calls from the public,

'but after warning them
to be vigilant given the threat,

'it seems Moat
himself may have

'strolled right through the village
last night, past police officers.'

DOOR SHUTS

Thanks for agreeing to this.

As I said on the phone,

this is more of a profile
piece about your brother.

Well, I hope
you're more responsible

than the other red-tops
have been so far.

Mm.

Well, we are only
interested in the facts.

Our readers will be keen
to hear your side of things.

You seem very
different to him.

SCOFFS The public
perception of him, maybe.

Do you dispute
that perception?

My brother needs to be helped.
He doesn't need to be hunted.

I'm not saying he's an
angel. He isn't.

But I also know
that he's not evil.

I think he's
had a breakdown.

He's snapped, he needs help.

Psychiatric help?

Yes, among other things.

Yet when he was
offered counselling,

he only turned up
for the occasional session.

There are issues.

Our mother, for one.

She could be
cruel, you know.

Malicious and vindictive.

You had the same upbringing.

You had the same mother.

You don't seem
angry and vengeful.

If he was reading this
interview with you...

..what would you want to
say to your brother?

EXHALES SHARPLY

GROANS

I'd say...

I'd say, "Come on, mate.

"Enough is enough. Let's get you in
and get you the help you need."

Good girl. Drop it!
Good girl. Leave.

Good girl. DOG BARKS

Leave.

DOG BARKS

DOG BARKS

PHONE BEEPS

Police.

This is the X12 Taser.

Clearly, its main advantage
is it's effective over distance.

And its main disadvantage is that
it's not had Home Office approval.

That's correct, but
suppliers came to us directly.

And this is
the a*mo, the XREP.

The clue is in the name,

the Extended Range
Electronic Projectile.

What did our
lawyers have to say?

Their view is that the use
of the XREP could be considered

if it protects
Moat's right to life.

At the end of the day,
it's our call.

Well, look.

If we sh**t and k*ll Moat,

then they will say that
that is what we wanted all along.

Or he shoots and kills himself
and makes himself a martyr.

Yeah.

Using the XREP, we
could bring him in alive.

Is there specialist
training involved?

Any marksman could master
it pretty quickly.

PHONE BUZZES

We just don't know
how effective it might be.

Yep, go on.

What? Where?

Right, boss.
Moat's been spotted.

In Rothbury,
on the riverbank.

Still armed?
Is he still armed?

Shotgun.

I'm authorising
the use of the X12,

but only as a means
of preserving life.

Under no circumstances can Moat
be allowed to sh**t anyone...

..including himself.
Understood.

POLICE SIRENS BLARE

'Armed police race to the scene.
The area's cordoned off.

'The stand-off begins.

'And here, we see the man
hunted for seven days.

'He's in the sights
of police marksmen,

'who finally have Britain's
most wanted in their grasp.'

MURMURED CONVERSATIONS

We have one of the
negotiators standing by.

She's been briefed.
Good, thanks.

What is he doing?
Not much.

Hi. Penny Andrews,
I'm the negotiator.

Neil. This is
Steve. Hi.

Has he eaten? Well,
not since I've been here, no.

Food and drink,
always useful bartering chips.

Can you get that organised?

I'm thinking we should
take the emphasis away

from his predicament here.

Focus on his kids,
the people who love him.

If this is gonna end well,

we've gotta present surrendering
himself as the brave choice.

He may well be giving himself
up, but it's his decision.

He's in charge here.

Yeah. Whatever it takes to
make sure that he gets locked up.

You lead off. Just a formal
request to lay down his weapon,

then I'll
take it from there.

Right.

Mr Moat?

Will you please
put down your weapon?

We simply wanna talk to you.

Please, for the
safety of everyone,

put down your weapon
on the ground in front of you.

PENNY: Raoul...

What is his range
with that thing?

10, 20, 30
yards. What is it?

Lethal capacity
up to 20, maybe.

But the way
lead shrapnel scatters,

it could go 100 yards
in any direction.

Look, I know she needs
to build trust,

but we shouldn't let
her get too close.

PENNY: You're the only person
that matters here, OK?

RADIO: 'It is an optimum result for
the police in terms of ending this,

'in that Raoul Moat
is now contained.

'Contained, above all,
away from the public,

'in a situation where the
outcome can only be an arrest

'or the ending of his life.'

You must be hungry, Raoul.

I brought you
some food and some water.

You want it left there?

I hope you
like it. Move in.

Just let me know if not.

Is there anyone
you'd like us to call for you?

I can arrange that for you.

I haven't got no-one.

Oh, that's not true.

Your brother cares about
you very much.

Nah.

Never had nobody, me.

Nobody.

What about your children,
Raoul? They love you.

How do you think they feel
seeing their daddy like this?

They'll be so relieved to know
that their daddy's safe and well.

Why don't we look to the
future? Your new beginning.

Why don't you come
here to me, Raoul?

Do it for your kids.

You know, the moment
you walk towards me

is the start
of your new life.

You can see your kids again.

You can speak to them,
tell them you love them.

Everyone says
you're a man of integrity.

They know the real you.

People respect you.

Nobody wants
to see you like this.

Like what?

It's youse that have done
this. I haven't done this.

'The danger of
what's going on here

'is that extraordinary
American phenomenon,

'which is known
as "suicide by cop",

'whereby the perpetrator
of an incident of this kind...'

Thank God she
isn't seeing this.

'..provoke a violent reaction
towards him from the police

'so that he, in some warped way,
can think of himself as a victim.

'So the possibilities really

'are moving this incident
towards a denouement,

'whereby the police
have to avoid further damage

'being done to anybody
involved in this incident.'

OFFICER: This is a less
lethal delivery device.

It works the same way
as your handheld Taser does.

Ready. On aim.

Stand by. Listen and react.

Fire. g*ns POP

And fire. g*ns POP

PENNY: Are you comfortable
in that position?

You must be starting
to ache a bit.

Get up if you feel like it.
Why don't you stretch your legs?

Wait.

GRUNTS

MAN: Raoul! Raoul!
How are you feeling?

NISHA: Who the hell's that?!

Raoul! Raoul! It's OK.
Raoul, over here!

RADIO CHATTER Raoul,
everything's OK.

MAN SHOUTS Raoul.
It's OK.

Will you give
yourself up, Raoul?

POLICE RADIO: 'We need to keep the
paparazzi back behind the cordons!'

PHONE RINGS

Diane Barnwell.

'I need to be
there with Raoul.

'I can get through to
him, I know I can.'

Erm, what have
the police said?

One of them said it would
unbalance the negotiations.

'Another cop basically doubted
I am who I say I am.

'That's why I thought
you could help.'

What, that verifying
you're his brother?

Take me up there.
They'll let you past.

I can't do that.
You know I can't.

'Put yourself in my shoes.

'Having to watch your own
brother get taken down live,

'like it's some kind
of national sport.'

TV: 'Police have reiterated
that their aim

'is to bring Moat in alive.'

PENNY: You must be getting
cold, Raoul.

STEVE: 'Robbo, come back to
me.' Raoul, it's OK.

PENNY, FAINTLY:
There's no rush.

Neil.

You just let me know
when you're ready.

Look, I think the
negotiator is, er...

is getting through to him.

I'm still concerned that
he's gonna open fire.

Look, he wants
us to sh**t him.

Now, we have to
bring him in alive.

Robbo, let's get those
Tasers positioned. All right.

PENNY: I just
want you to be safe.

EXHALES SHARPLY

TV: 'The town of Rothbury
is eerily quiet tonight,

'as the stand-off between
the fugitive g*nman, Raoul Moat,

'and police negotiators
enters its sixth hour.

'In a bizarre development,

'the former England midfielder
Paul Gascoigne arrived at the scene

'to offer his help.

'Despite the concerted efforts
of police negotiators...'

Mum, come and sit down.

'..Moat is showing little
appetite for dialogue,

'and little
sign of laying down.'

OK, Raoul, let's
think about tomorrow.

I'll not spend it
in a white box.

Well, we can
talk about that.

It's too late for talking.
Just let...

No. Come on, Raoul.
That's not the answer, is it?

It ends in this field tonight.

That's not
true. It doesn't end.

This is just the start
of a new chapter for you.

g*n CLICKS

Just... put the g*n down.

Do you see
that? See her arms?

The negotiator is signalling

that she is not going
to be able to stop him at all.

Look, Steve.

We cannot let
him k*ll himself.

Mr Moat, we're
asking you once again

to please drop your weapon.

Drop your weapon, stand up,

and place both your hands
behind your head!

f*cking sh**t me.

Mr Moat, lower your g*n and put it
on the ground in front of you.

g*n LOADS

g*ns FIRE

Shots fired. Shots fired.

POLICE SIRENS BLARE

There have been unconfirmed
reports of shots fired

in the stand-off between police

and the man wanted for
the Birtley shootings,

Raoul Moat.

REPORTER: 'Paramedics
are attending the scene,

'although at this stage

'there are no details
as to any casualties.'

Shall I inform
Dave Rathband?

No...

No, I'll do that.
OK.

REPORTER: 'Six-and-a-quarter
hours into the stand-off,

'and at 1.15am,
a shotgun blast.

'Some may find what
follows disturbing.'

POLICE RADIO: 'Wait... Wait...

'There is
something...' g*nsh*t

'Shots fired.' 'Shots
fired... Shots fired!'

'Police negotiators
were heard earlier

'trying to persuade Raoul
Moat to come quietly.

'Raoul Moat was rushed
to Newcastle General Hospital,

'his head covered.

'He was pronounced dead
at two twenty this morning.'

It's over, love.

No, Mam.

It'll never be over.

SUE SIM: 'At around 1.15am,

'from information
available at the moment,

'it appears that the
suspect shot himself.

'It appears that no g*n shots
were fired by police officers.'

KEYBOARD CLACKING

'Right up until that time...

'..police officers were striving

'to persuade Mr Moat to
give himself up peacefully.

'During this time,
officers discharged Tasers.

'However, this did not
prevent his death.'

KEYBOARD CLACKING

We're already being accused
of k*lling Moat by using the Tasers.

They can say what they want.

Right to the end,

all we were focused on
was bringing Moat in alive.

We all wanted
Moat in the dock.

That's not
gonna happen, but...

..we do have
his accomplices.

Get everything ready
for their trials.

Then let's finish the job.

Neil.

Quick word?

The decision to deploy the
X12 was entirely on me.

But Moat died
during a police operation,

so there's gonna be an inquest,
maybe even a trial.

From what you saw...

..what happened out
there last night?

Moat held the
shotgun to his temple.

I heard two shots
from the Tasers...

..and then I
heard the shotgun.

Is there any chance
that the jolts from the Tasers

caused him to
pull the trigger?

Not from what I could see.

Raoul Moat said that he wanted
it to end there and then.

He shot himself.

We couldn't stop him.

And if that comes up in court,
that is what I will tell them.

Hiya.

We're here for Christopher
Brown's inquest.

This is mother, Sally,
and his sister, Beckie.

Are you the only one
bothering to cover this?

Looks like.

I'm so sorry.

DOOR OPENS, FOOTSTEPS

DOOR CLOSES

Here, in the case
of Qhuram Awan...

..brought before you on a
charge of attempted m*rder...

..how do you find the defendant?

Guilty... or not guilty?

Guilty.

CROWD MURMURS

And in the case of Karl Ness...

..brought before this court
on one charge of m*rder

and one charge of attempted m*rder,
how do you find the defendant?

Guilty... or not guilty?

Guilty. Yes!

CROWD MURMURS IN APPROVAL

Here is a case...

where three men formulated a
plan to m*rder indiscriminately.

Whilst these offences may not
have been committed without Moat,

it is difficult to see how
they could have been committed

without Ness and
Awan, respectively.

Each defendant willingly
joined in a plan to m*rder,

at random, police officers,
knowing precisely...

..what Moat had already
done to Mr Brown

and Miss Stobbart.

The roles played by
these two defendants

cannot be minimised.

JOURNALISTS SHOUT QUESTIONS

Samantha... Samantha, Lesley,
a couple of very swift questions.

I know it's been a hard...

We spoke last year,
do you have anything to add?

David?

David, how are you feeling
after today's verdict?

CROWD BECOMES QUIET

How do you feel
after today's verdict?

These two individuals...

along with the other coward
that wasn't man enough

to stay here and
face what he'd done...

..they want to
take my job from me.

I am now blind
for the rest of my life.

That's that.

Well, let me tell you...

..it will be me
who decides when I leave,

not these three... people.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

How are you both getting on?

We have our ups and downs,
you know? Mm...

But I've been
OK up until now.

It's just with the
anniversary coming up, it's...

It brings it all back?

It's just...
It's just this thing,

this nagging thing
that won't go away.

It's what Samantha said,
about Chris being in the police.

Why would she say that?

Look...

It's not gonna take away
your pain, Mrs Brown, but...

..Sam was terrified of Moat.

And I think she said
what she said...

..out of sheer desperation.

It's him that people are
gonna remember, though, innit?

Chris has been forgotten
about in all this.

It's the Raoul Moat case,

but what... what about
the people he shot?

You know, what about my brother?
What about Christopher Brown?

DIANE: 'Can I ask where
have you travelled from today?'

'From Egham in Surrey.'

And what brings you
all the way to Rothbury?

Why have you
come here today?

We're here for Raoul Moat.
Respect, man.

Yeah, that's it really, yeah.

We're here because Raoul
Moat is a hero to us.

You see Raoul
Moat as a hero?

I do think he's a hero in a way.

I don't know whether you've
seen any of the photographs

of what Moat
did to his victims?

Well, this "hero" took
a mother's son away from her.

He shot and maimed
two other innocent victims,

blasted them
from point blank range.

They had no chance.

I don't care what people think.

We're here to show that Raoul
Moat will never be forgotten.

'And would you still think
Moat's the "hero"

'if he'd shot and k*lled
one of your boys?'

'Come on, boys.'

'We can cut.'

Thank you so
much for coming.

Thank you for inviting
me, Mrs Brown.

Sally.