01x02 - Episode 2

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When my son was m*rder*d,

the police thought,

"Just another Black boy stabbed."

You're telling me

that there's nothing you can do,

and I don't accept that.

What the hell is Operation Fishpool?

This is all one case.

I'd like to take on

the Stephen Lawrence m*rder.

This is not a whodunnit.

We know who done it,

and yet no-one has been held to

account for young Stephen's m*rder.

His body was covered

in bruises and abrasions

from being kicked and punched.

There were two stab wounds.

No, overarm, like you're bowling.

Well, there's a pattern.

He's a decent witness,

delays in following 'em up,

and changes of heart.

What kind of evidence?

These were found on Dobson's jacket,

and these on Norris' trousers.

Microscopically indistinguishable

from Stephen's polo shirt.

You realise this is the first

physical evidence

linking any of the suspects

with Stephen?

Mistakes were made, but this is

my case now, so will you trust me?

Trust has to be earned.

He told me not to tell nobody,

but it's all here.

What?

Same old Met.

A dream has come true

here today.

This building will be

a nurturing space,

but it will also be a space

of high expectation.

We still have an uphill battle

against the low expectations

society has for Black children.

So this will be a space where we see

your gifts and expect excellence.

And when I see the work you

young people are already achieving,

your creativity and ambition,

that, to me,

is the best way we can remember

and celebrate Stephen.

Thank you for coming.

Come on!

I've called the insurance company

already.

Mr Driscoll.

I take it you're not here about

the broken glass.

What happened?

This is not the first time.

Some people don't like

what we're trying to do. So?

Er, I wanted to straighten

things out.

The business with the newspapers.

I'm confident the leak

didn't come from my team.

Oh, I got some doughnuts.

Thought maybe

I'm glad you're confident,

but I'm not,

because to me,

this is the same old Met,

so concerned with publicity

that you'll jeopardise

the investigation

for a good headline.

Mrs Lawrence, I was as furious as

you were when I read the headlines,

the story

Do something for me. Read these.

Out loud.

"If you don't like this country,

get in your canoe

"and go back to where

you came from."

I mean

No, go on.

"You ungrateful Black b*tch."

Look, this is a hate crime.

I get this rubbish every time

Stephen's in the paper.

I made the choice

to fight for my son,

rather than keeping my mouth shut,

and I pay a price for that,

but I resent paying

for the Met's publicity stunts.

I know we haven't done much

to inspire your confidence

over the years,

but this is my case now.

We've got a real chance here.

The forensics are promising.

But if there are people in the Met

working against you,

you have a problem.

You need to ask yourself why there

are people in your organisation

who don't want you to succeed.

Birdy. Did we, er, get the

statement from the witnesses?

This is one of the most

sensitive investigations

on the Met's books, and we can't

even get a door that closes.

I've been on to estates.

We wanna nail this case, don't we?

Right, well, there are people out

there who don't want us to nail it,

people out there who don't want us

to succeed where they failed,

people who want to make excuses,

blame the victims.

Well, I can't do anything

about those people, but I tell you,

if I find out anyone in this office

has been leaking stuff to the press,

I will deal with them thoroughly.

From now on,

no paperwork left lying around.

We're all accountable.

They were all as gutted

as we were, Clive.

Incoming forensic reports, you

and me only. Keep 'em in the safe.

Anyone else, as and when required.

They closed Rolan's school,

and asked if we wanted the memorial

plaque before they knocked it down.

How you keep going?

It's a life sentence, Neville.

I've accepted that.

All I can do is try to make

my anger productive,

use it to bring about change.

But it changed me, you know?

That's the problem.

It's stolen my memories. I

I can't see Stephen's smile,

I can't hear his laugh

without thinking about the K*llers

and feeling so much hatred.

I pray so hard

for the strength to forgive.

Forgiveness? Huh!

I mean

have they shown any remorse?

No. No. That's the problem.

Then it's not your problem.

Forgiveness is not yours to give.

They have to ask.

They have to atone.

Without that

..dangerous, man.

How you mean?

Lets the country off the hook, man.

Lets people think that,

that we can do without justice,

without accountability.

When Rolan was k*lled

..the BNP called his murderers

"heroes of the white race".

I remember that.

Right.

But when we protested,

it was us they called extremists.

It was our children that the police

harassed, and not the racists.

And now, now they want us

to forgive and move on,

so that they can carry on and

pretend that all is well in England.

No. Uh-uh.

When England finally gets angry

about Black children

being lynched in the streets,

when the police and the government

say enough is enough,

maybe then I will let go my anger.

But until we have real change

..I'm not gonna cheapen

my son's life

..with forgiveness.

Uh-uh.

I've made contact with most of the

coppers from the scene that night,

mostly retired now, and mostly

none too thrilled to hear from me.

What about Duwayne Brooks?

He wants nothing to do with us.

But I was sort of thinking,

do we really need him?

I mean, this case is gonna

rest on the forensics, yeah?

Forensics are slippery eels.

Get a scientist on the stand,

half the jury will glaze over.

We need them

to hear Duwayne's story,

along with any other witnesses

we can persuade to come forward.

Give me the files from the kids

on the estate again.

They're our best hope at the minute.

Louise? Clive Driscoll.

I'm a detective investigating

the m*rder of Stephen Lawrence.

I don't wanna talk to you.

You did wanna talk, though.

You responded to the witness appeal

in 1993. That took real guts.

No. Sorry.

Five minutes. Just a chat.

All right.

But you're not coming in my flat.

I wasn't from the area.

I just used to see a boy

off the estate.

That's how you knew the Acourts?

Yeah.

Knowing they've k*lled a boy, having

a secret like that, it was horrible.

When I did tell the police,

they didn't seem interested,

so after that

Yeah, well, after that,

you didn't trust us.

Exactly.

And meantime, I was hearing things

about David's dad.

Clifford Norris.

Yeah.

People getting threatened,

and worse.

I was 15. I was clueless, petrified.

Look, Louise, this isn't 1993.

If you do the right thing,

there won't be any repercussions,

and we can protect you

from the likes of Clifford Norris.

I'm not being rude, but if you

haven't managed to catch those boys

after all these years, why should

I believe you can protect me?

'Financial report about

the Olympics. I mean, just bizarre.

'I mean, I think Boris is hoping one

day to be leader of the Tory Party

'and Prime Minister, and his party's

never gonna let him do that,

'any more than the Labour Party

would let me do it. Too big a risk.

'So this is the best job

he's ever gonna have in politics,

'and my advice would be,

"Do it" '

For goodness sake!

Goodness.

Excuse me, you've just hit my car.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Hey! No! No, no!

How much longer

am I going to have to wait?

Someone will be with you

in due course, madam.

Can you not check it out?

Your colleague said 20 minutes

an hour ago.

Name?

I don't know, they didn't

No, your name. What's your name?

Doreen Lawrence.

I'm afraid at the moment

all of our officers

are currently busy

on high-priority calls.

This was a car-jacking.

Surely that's high priority?

If you wouldn't mind waiting,

I'm sure someone will be with you

in due course.

On him, now, there!

You do it every time!

Hello?

Wh

I've got to go.

I'm sorry.

I wanna speak to the officer

in charge of Mrs Lawrence's case.

Sorry, who are you? DCI Driscoll,

Specialist Crime Directorate.

Oh, sorry, guv.

Quick as you like, son.

Yeah, of course.

Are you hurt? I can take you to A&E.

Oh, no, I'm fine.

They didn't touch me.

But I left everything in the car,

my wallet, I'll have

to cancel all my cards

We'll sort it all out. Don't worry.

Right, the duty inspector

will be here in a moment.

Can I get you a cup of tea

in the meantime? I'm fine.

Yes, please, Sergeant.

Two teas, and, er, some biccies if

you can rustle 'em up. Sugar, Mrs L?

I'll just take milk, thank you.

As a peace offering

it was appreciated,

but as a cup of tea

Shocking. He'll never make inspector

like that.

Did he put the milk in the mug

with the teabag still in it? Ugh.

I'll make us a proper cuppa.

Here, I'll do that.

You've had a shock.

I'm not a damsel in distress,

Mr Driscoll.

Mr Driscoll is what my teachers

called me at school

before they gave me

six of the best.

Clive will do, I think.

OK. Thank you, Clive,

but I'll manage.

We've had to turn this house

into a fortress.

There's a cost to speaking out.

Yeah, I can see that.

I have to say, though, you ain't

half good at it, speaking out.

I reckon there must be a lot of

powerful people who have nightmares

about getting the hairdryer

treatment from Doreen Lawrence.

I didn't plan for it.

I thought the K*llers

would just be arrested.

Never expected getting justice

to be my job.

No, well, it shouldn't have been.

But here we are, 15 years later.

Mm.

Do you have children?

Yeah, five. Four boys and one girl.

The eldest is in Afghanistan,

as it happens, yeah. Marine.

Mm, you must worry about him.

Sick to my stomach.

It's funny, when I was away

at Hendon for basic training,

he'd, er, he'd come up

and he'd cling onto my leg,

"Don't go, Daddy."

And now the shoe's

on the other foot.

I have to stop myself clinging

onto him every time he ships out.

You know, erm, I, er

HE CLEARS HIS THROA

I can't even begin to imagine

the strength

it must take to keep fighting

all these years.

Yeah, sometimes, I really do

feel like giving up.

But then I sleep,

and I dream of him, and, you know,

he's so sad and angry

at not being alive.

It's horrible. So I keep going.

It's not about feeling strong.

I don't feel strong.

I just don't have a choice.

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at seven o'clock.

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'How immigrants should be taught

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'and why Cameron's losing ground

in the power stakes.

'Good morning, I'm'

Birdy, I need you

to get one of your DCs

to track down Clifford Norris.

Old man Norris? Why?

A witness, Birdy, what else?

These were found

on Norris' trousers. Two hairs.

The mitochondrial DNA is a

thousand-to-one match with Stephen.

His hair?

That's a significant find, surely.

Well, a thousand-to-one

isn't as strong as the fibres,

but it's corroborative.

It adds detail to the picture.

Good.

Let's hope there's more

where that came from.

It is good, but we need to prove

how it got there.

We've had a couple of breakthroughs

on the case.

But we're looking at a 15-year game

of pass-the-parcel

when it comes to exhibits.

We've had internal reviews, external

reviews, private prosecution.

The defence are gonna be

looking for any opportunity

to cry contamination.

I need to know every time

anyone touched, moved,

opened, or even glanced

at an exhibit.

So, hang on, you're talking about

forensic evidence.

New and compelling

forensic evidence.

But for it to be worth anything,

we need to prove

there was absolutely no opportunity

for Stephen's clothing

to have contact with the suspects'

clothing after the fact.

I need someone I can rely on

to do that, and that's you.

All right.

But I was working at Woolwich

when Stephen was k*lled.

I remember the atmosphere.

Let's be honest, Del, back in '93,

the Acourt g*ng would have fitted in

better with the Metropolitan Police

than young Stephen.

I guess what I'm asking is,

is this real?

Does the brass actually

want us to solve this m*rder?

We're not doing this

to please the Metropolitan Police.

The Lawrence family have lost a son.

We're m*rder police,

we work for them.

Makes a change to have the police

call a meeting,

instead of us demanding one.

Jocelyn. Are we the first here?

I think so.

Jocelyn c*ck?

Yes.

And Neville Lawrence?

Yes, that's correct.

Thank you.

Neville.

Doreen. Imran.

The forensic review is on-going, and

we've made another significant find.

Human hair strands

have been identified

on two of the suspects' clothing.

Stephen's hair?

We think so.

It's a thousand-to-one DNA match.

Is that enough? Are we talking

about bringing charges?

Not yet. We wanna build

the strongest case possible,

and to achieve that,

we need solid witnesses

as well as forensic evidence.

Previous investigations have treated

some crucial people badly.

Duwayne Brooks being an example.

They treated that boy

like a prime suspect.

Yes. We let him down.

But when it comes to trial,

we'll need him.

So you think there will be a trial?

We're increasingly confident,

but as it's a double jeopardy case,

the CPS will want to consult

the family on re-prosecution.

As in, do we want a prosecution?

I know it sounds like a daft

question. There's no question.

There's never been any question

about our commitment.

The question is whether

the Metropolitan Police

are actually going to support

the prosecution this time around.

We've been here twice before,

you know.

We don't want to go through that

disappointment again.

I know. You have my word.

It's not your word

I'm worried about.

I mean, let's not

beat around the bush.

I'm still worried about corruption.

Look, when it comes

to previous investigations,

I'd like answers

to a lot of questions.

Will I get those answers?

Probably not.

All I can say is I'm the SIO now

and I have no intention

of letting anyone interfere

with my investigation.

'DC Derek Reid calling.

'We're trying to establish

the chain of custody

'for exhibits

in the Stephen Lawrence case,

'and I have some questions

regarding his clothing.'

On the night of the m*rder,

you brought Stephen's clothing back

to the station unsealed, to Eltham?

Er, no, not to Eltham.

I mean, it was drenched with blood,

so I took 'em to Southwark.

They had a drying room there.

They were sealed once they were dry.

So, during that process,

there's a lot of wet blood,

the bags aren't sealed.

Could you have transferred blood

to the outside of the evidence bag?

I mean, I wore gloves,

but it's possible.

You seized Dobson's jacket

on 7th of May.

Was it bagged at the scene?

Yes.

Right.

Erm only, in your notebook,

you made an entry

about sealing exhibits

back at Plumstead nick

later that day.

Well, I mean,

I would have followed best practice.

We're just trying to fill any gaps.

If you can help us, great.

If you can't remember,

understandable.

We're on the same side here.

So when Stephen's clothes

arrived from Southwark,

did they go into a secure

evidence store?

Er, no, it wasn't an evidence store,

really. It was just an unused cell.

What, so there was some

kind of shelving, partitioning?

Unfortunately not, no.

As I remember it, Stephen's clothing

was stored on the bed.

The bed?

Well, yes. I mean, like I said,

it was a cell.

Shaun.

'Clive.'

'Birdy's found a witness.'

Follow-up from a canvas

a few years back.

I think you might want

some face time with this one.

I'll see you back there.

OK. Keep him comfortable.

I'll be there in about half an hour.

I'd had a drink in Woolwich,

and then I was walking home

to where I was lodging, and I was

almost at the Well Hall roundabout,

and that's where I saw,

you know, the the bother.

What did you see, exactly?

I saw David Norris, Gary Dobson

and the two Acourts

laying into the Black kid,

Lawrence.

How many drinks had you had?

I don't know, six, seven pints,

few chasers.

So you were drunk.

I was pissed. I weren't blind.

You weren't local,

so how did you know who they were?

A bloke I worked with pointed

them out to me a few weeks before,

told me to watch out for 'em,

said they were aggy,

carried knives and that, you know.

Can you give us his details, the

bloke that pointed them out to you?

I can do.

I don't know if he'll talk to you.

I ain't spoke to him in ten years.

Why didn't you come forward

at the time?

Well, no-one asked me, did they?

So

Well, we were on the radio,

on Crimewatch, in the papers.

We were begging for witnesses.

Well, if you want the truth,

I'm a r*cist,

so I won't lose any sleep over him.

So why talk now?

They came and asked me,

I told them what I knew.

I ain't afraid of the Acourts.

He was drunk.

On the other hand, he's a fully

paid-up r*cist, which is helpful.

No reason to lie.

If we can find the other workmate,

get him to confirm he pointed out

the g*ng, firm up the ID,

we might finally have

a useable witness.

My anxiety is that

some of this forensic evidence,

though compelling,

is not exactly new.

What do you mean?

Advice we've had from legal counsel

is that it isn't good enough

to call evidence new

because we've just found it,

if we really should have

found it before.

Even though your tests

have found traces of Stephen

on the suspects' clothing,

it was more difficult,

but not impossible, to conduct

this kind of analysis in '93.

The Met can't afford another

Stephen Lawrence trial to collapse.

What are you saying?

What I've always said.

That I doubt this review

will produce anything

strong enough for a retrial.

You don't even have a decent

witness. We're working on that.

It isn't enough.

I am sorry, Clive, but we need

more than this for the CPS.

All right, then.

We'll just have to find more,

won't we?

I've got some more bad news,

I'm afraid.

Tracked down our r*cist's workmate.

Don't tell me.

Denies all knowledge.

Says he didn't know the suspects.

Everyone in Eltham knew

the Acourt g*ng. Exactly.

But he's not playing ball.

Hello. Hello. Ooh.

Does your nose do that?

Heh-heh.

As you can see, Clifford Norris

is no threat to you,

or anyone else, for that matter.

He's living in a bedsit,

pickling his liver on the dole.

He won't be buying many coppers

with his giro, I promise you that.

I'm sorry.

I thought it over, but I've

got her to think about, you know?

Louise, he's not a player any more.

He can't hurt you,

but you could make a difference

to the Lawrence family.

You could give them justice.

But why me?

Everyone knows who done it.

I wanna help, but I can't.

I'm sorry.

I was so sure

she was gonna do the right thing.

I must be losing my touch.

It's the Eltham Omerta, isn't it?

Here, got this in today.

Serious Organised Crime Agency.

Jamie Acourt's

apparently a regular guest

in a drug wiretap they're running.

They're classing him

as a high flight risk.

Bags packed, ready to go,

they reckon. Christ.

Can we request surveillance?

They won't even

pay for a bolt for the door.

If they're as connected

as SOCA reckons,

it isn't just the flight risk.

They could intimidate witnesses.

We limit case conferences.

Think about who actually needs

to be there.

We can't afford another leak.

'I look around here today

'and see the Prime Minister,

the Home Secretary,

'the Archbishop of Canterbury.

'It's an honour to see you all here,

of course it is,

'but I wish you weren't here.'

I wish we didn't need to be here.

But we do.

We have to keep

Stephen's memory alive

because we still don't have justice.

For me, for my family,

the pain of our loss remains

undiminished after 15 years.

The campaign for justice

for Stephen continues,

as must the wider fight

to combat racism, discrimination,

and prejudice.

Stephen was my benchmark.

I was always trying to reach

his level and, annoying as it was,

I was never quite as good.

He's made me aspire to be

the best person I can be,

and I can't thank him

enough for that.

I loved my big brother.

He was k*lled by hate, but I believe

that love is stronger than hate,

that, in the end,

love will conquer hate.

PHONE RINGS

DS Birdsall speaking.

OK. Yeah, I'll get him to call you.

Excuse me, I'll just get

rid of this, if you don't mind.

Can't speak right now.

You need to call forensics, ASAP.

It's Clive Driscoll.

We've found Stephen's blood.

What?

You found it where?

We've found Stephen's blood

on Gary Dobson's jacket.

Dear God.

Hello, Clive.

Oh, Mrs L.

You look very smart.

Well, I do try.

I, er, I have to say,

it's an honour.

That was a beautiful service.

And the case?

How's everything going?

Well, I mean, it's going well.

Good.

There. You see that?

That discolouration there

is the blood of Stephen Lawrence.

It's on the back of the collar,

which fits.

When you stab someone,

as you pull the knife back,

there's a little judder as you

reach the end of the trajectory,

so any droplets of wet blood

often hit the back of the clothing.

And the key thing here

is that that isn't a flake.

It's saturated,

stained into the fabric,

which means the blood was still wet

when it landed there

during the attack.

So this is A1, Rolls-Royce evidence?

Indeed. With a cherry on top.

Is it too good?

How can evidence be too good?

As in, is it so good it should have

been found a long time ago?

Amplified fragment length

polymorphism forms of analysis

weren't available

during earlier investigations.

We couldn't have confidently

confirmed this was Stephen's blood.

Right, well, the only thing

I understood there was

"We couldn't have done this before",

and that's all I need.

This is new and compelling evidence.

This is getting serious now,

isn't it?

If we rely on forensics,

we'd better be confident

..about the chain of custody.

Hello?

'DCI Driscoll?' Who's this?

'We're running a piece

on the developments

'of the Stephen Lawrence case.

Wondered if you wanted to comment.

'On or off, your call.'

I need to know your source.

Course you do.

So, is it gonna be enough, then,

this new DNA evidence?

You cannot run this story.

We're dealing with flight risks.

You're serious?

Look, we got off

on the wrong foot here.

You give me an angle

that works for you.

All right, I've tried to appeal

to your sense of civic duty.

How about this?

If you run this story, I'll hold

a lovely big press conference,

with refreshments and everything,

and I will name you personally

as having sabotaged the Stephen

Lawrence m*rder investigation.

Afternoon.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Mark Ellison QC.

Is everyone here?

Do we have our forensic people?

Er, yeah, that'll be Ed and Angela.

A lot seems to rest on the fact

that this blood stain

was soaked into the fabric.

Well, yes.

The nature of the staining would

suggest the blood was uncoagulated,

fresh, when it got there.

These tests that you do

to the clothing,

do any of them involve moisture?

Well, we did use the Phadebas

Amylase test to detect saliva.

That does involve

a dampened paper press test.

So if I was the defence,

I would be saying the blood stain

was the result of contamination,

and only soaked into the weave

of the fabric when it was dampened.

I think that's a highly

improbable hypothesis.

If you say that on the stand,

we've lost.

An improbable hypothesis

is reasonable doubt.

If I may,

with forensic evidence such as this,

we're dealing with degrees

of probability.

No, not good enough.

I need you to go away

and prove the absolute impossibility

of this blood stain

coming from any sequence of events,

other than the jacket

being at the fatal attack.

Right.

Well, we'll, er,

go back and review. Good.

Del? I thought that was you.

Ha-ha! You all right, Jenny?

It's been years.

Yeah.

You still with Trident?

Er, no. No, I'm I'm actually on

the Stephen Lawrence case,

as it happens.

You? No way. Part of Doreen

Lawrence's private police force.

What's that supposed to mean?

Come on, you must be

pulling your hair out on that job.

I mean, it's not like anyone

wants to face the actual truth

about Saint Stephen.

Which is what?

Well, it was a g*ng thing,

wasn't it?

Stabbed with his own knife

after he tried to rip off a dealer.

Everyone knows.

I tell you what, then, Jenny.

You send everyone across to us.

We'll happily take their statements.

DC Derek Reid calling again.

I had a question

about the tape seals.

You said they were checked

every time, right?

So how was that recorded?

In 1998, you resealed

a couple of our exhibits. Yeah.

Can you explain

the deterioration on the packaging?

Just to clarify, you're saying that

when the suspects' clothing

arrived in Eltham,

Stephen's clothing had already

been sent off for analysis?

What date was that?

We've tracked every single exhibit

since 1993.

We know where every item was

at one time.

For example, LH/5, Dobson's jacket,

that was also handed over to

Kent Police on 23rd of June 1997.

It remained sealed and in a cupboard

with the other clothing exhibits.

Tricky, Tricky, this is all

very comprehensive, very impressive,

but for now, what's the headline?

What are we looking at

in terms of opportunities

for cross-contamination?

The headline is this.

The thing the first investigation

took the biggest kicking for,

that two-week delay

between the m*rder and the arrests?

Now it's our saving grace.

You've lost me.

None of the suspects' clothing was

seized and brought to the station

until 7th of May.

Stephen's exhibits were sent

for forensic examination

a week before that.

Stephen's and the suspects' exhibits

were never at the same station

at the same time.

So opportunities

for cross-contamination

back in '93 were

Vanishingly small.

Clive, Duwayne is in the paper

with the man running for mayor.

Boris?

'No, no, no, the other one.

The Liberal.'

Ex-police officer.

Duwayne campaigning for him.

Yeah, Brian Paddick.

I remember him from my Brixton days.

Well, there you go, then.

Maybe he can put in

a good word for you.

I really, really appreciate you

making time, Mr Brooks.

Brian said you were

one of the good guys.

That's the only reason why I'm here.

Thing is, we're making headway

with Stephen's case. Really?

15 years of headway,

and what do we have to show for it?

I'm sorry. We let you down.

No, sorry, you didn't let me down.

You tried to stitch me up. OK?

You arrested me for protesting

the m*rder of my friend

whilst his K*llers walked free.

I am sorry, Duwayne.

You were treated appallingly.

The thing is, I need your evidence

to lock up the b*stards

that k*lled your friend.

I already gave my evidence.

I was a scared kid.

I knew that the Acourts

could come after me

..but I still identified

Neil Acourt and Luke Knight.

You were brave.

You stood up for your friend.

But it didn't matter, though,

did it? Because no-one believed me.

I did everything

the police asked of me,

and they still acted like

I was hiding something.

It was unfathomable to them

that a Black man

could just be an innocent victim.

Look, I won't ask you to trust

the police. Why should you?

But I am gonna charge these men.

And when I do,

it will rest on forensics,

cold, hard science.

There'll be a lot less wriggle room

for anyone who doesn't want to see

justice for Stephen.

So why do you need me?

Because forensics alone

won't be enough.

You were there.

You can bring it to life for them.

So, we made 12 attempts

to reconstitute blood fragments

using Phadebas substrate.

Sorry, can you imagine

that you're trying to explain this

to a five-year-old?

Sorry.

We took tiny samples

of Stephen's dried blood

and applied different liquids,

but the samples became jelly-like.

The blood wouldn't have been able

to soak into the weave of the

fabric, even if it was rehydrated.

So? My conclusion is

Stephen's blood was fresh

when it soaked into the jacket.

Which means that Dobson's jacket

must have been present

at the m*rder scene. Yes.

Well, that's music to my ears.

Let's hope that this is enough to

get us over the line with the CPS.

Ah, Clive.

Detective Superintendent Jill Bailey

will be joining us for the meeting.

All right?

Given the level of scrutiny

the Met can expect going forward,

I thought your team would benefit

from Jill's support

as reviewing superintendent.

I've never had

a reviewing superintendent before.

Never heard of one, actually.

Yes, well, this is a unique case.

What will you be reviewing, ma'am?

Me?

I hope I can provide some guidance

when it comes to

the more politically delicate

aspects of the case.

Over the past two years,

we have followed a series

of significant evidential leads

in the investigation

into Stephen's m*rder.

The Director of Public Prosecutions

has now reviewed this evidence

and provided us with an update.

Mr and Mrs Lawrence, Stuart,

I won't beat about the bush.

The fact is, we have found

Stephen's blood

on the jacket

of one of the suspects.

We've also found hair,

clothing fibres belonging to Stephen

on the clothing of several suspects.

As a result of this, the DPP

has agreed that we can charge

Gary Dobson and David Norris

for Stephen's m*rder.

Hope to execute the arrests

within the week.

I'm sorry.

I know this has been a long road

for your family.

I know this is good news, but

Yes

..we have waited a long time

for this.

But that's two. There were five.

The forensic evidence

against Dobson and Norris

is stronger than what we have

against the other suspects.

The DPP doesn't want to endanger

the stronger cases

in a joint prosecution.

So they get away with it again.

No, no. We take down

Dobson and Norris first,

but this is an on-going

investigation.

I haven't forgotten

about the others.

If there's a disparity

in the evidence,

then separate prosecutions

is sensible.

OK. If that's the best way forward,

then I'm OK with that.

You know, when we first met,

you promised me

you'd do your best for Stephen.

Thank you for keeping that promise.

Well, thank you, both.

Er

I don't take the trust

you've placed in us lightly.

You understand that

following these arrests,

there's likely to be renewed

attention on your family.

We can deal with that.

We're ready