Kavanagh QC (1995) s02e02 Episode Script
Men of Substance
1 Good afternoon.
Papers, please.
Thank you.
(Police radio) WOMAN ON RADIO: 505 roger.
- There you go.
Thank you.
- Thank you.
(Water splashing) MAN: Hello Mummy.
Look at Mummy, and say, "Hi, Mummy.
" Hi, Mummy.
(Rings) Thanks, angel.
Hello? Yeah, right.
Good.
OK, I'll be right down.
OK.
Darling, I've got to go out.
I'm sorry.
I'll be back to tuck him in, OK? Bye, angel.
Here she comes.
Lloyd to Pearson.
Hold your position.
That's his Jag.
(Cameras continue clicking) All right, let's go.
Come on.
(Tyres squeal) Customs! Hold it! Get after him! Kevin Gregson, I'm arresting you on suspicion of importing Class A drugs.
This is a very dangerous job you're in.
Your wife and kids must worry terribly.
Lucky I'm still a bachelor.
Freeze! (Groans) Ah, window locks.
Wise precaution.
Mr Bennett.
It's glucose.
(Groans) Hey.
(Camera clicks) Pallisters can have this lot back with my compliments.
- I'm off for a bevvy.
- First one of theirs you've lost.
Unfortunately.
she left her confession till the witness box.
You've got out of tighter spots, Mr Kavanagh.
I'm staying home tomorrow.
Mountain of paperwork.
That might be difficult, sir.
Customs are sending down a brief for next week.
Prosecuting? I'd thought you'd lined me up for a GBH.
Mr Foxcott got to it first.
Can't be much to the Customs matter.
It's a return from Ted Fellows.
Ted Fellows isn't even a silk.
He had a coronary this morning.
- Didn't think you 'd say no to a healthy fee.
- I don't have much choice, do I? (Knock at door) Fancy a pint? All right for some, James.
- Jeremy? - .
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taken care of.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Can I help you, James? No, no.
Nothing important.
The debt-factoring option could increase an individual barristers income by 5 percent.
- Hello, darling - Hiya.
- How do I look? - Lovely.
- Have I seen that dress before? - You bought it two years ago.
It's worn well.
- Posh do? - Claridges.
I could handle that.
You wouldn't find the Association of Women Executives very relaxing company.
Ah.
And to be honest with you, neither do I, but while I'm looking for the right job, I have to network.
Isn't that something fishermen do? I'm afraid I haven't had time to make you anything.
Oh, Matt's friends are coming here tomorrow night for dinner.
7130.
Matt's birthday? Yeah.
Yeah, I hadn't forgotten.
TONY GREEN: OK We Second round Five.
(Door opens) - 20 Matt? And 20.
That's 45.
I've got you a biryani.
I'm not hungry, thanks.
I'm glad you dropped by.
I enjoyed our little chat.
Hi.
Wm Miranda Lawson.
Matt tells me you're a QC.
It must be fascinating.
It's um It has its moments.
There's enough for both of you.
- Um, we're fine.
- Yeah.
We don't want to interrupt you.
You must be very busy.
TONY: scores for the first round.
Jim.
JIM BOWEN: OK.
That's fine.
(Applause from TV) How do you explain this? How about that? Hm? That jog your memory? What about this one? And this? And this? You ought to say something, Kevin.
You'll give the jury the wrong idea.
My client is making no comment.
Interview terminated at 23:30.
What about bail? - With 15 kilos of heroin? - It could be anyone's.
WOMAN: I'm sure the magistrate will be open to persuasion.
How much would it take? I never heard that.
Well, you know where I am.
Your Customs briefs arrived.
Con at five.
It's not all mine.
Just carrying this lot about is enough to give you a seizure.
Who's the junior? Miss Wilson.
She was the only one available.
Do you realise how much work is in this? She's barely been doing the job a year.
14 months, actually.
Cancel your weekend.
It's going to be a steep learning curve.
Have you noticed anything peculiar about Tom lately? His wife's in a psychiatric unit.
She's suffering from a bad spell of postnatal depression.
Oh.
Oh, poor chap.
What about his wife? As far as I see it.
There are only two possible advantages in taking an appointment to the High Court bench.
Never having to toady to a judge again, and my wife would have the exquisite pleasure of booking herself into the hairdressers as Lady Foxcott.
The rest is just loneliness, creeping senility.
And haemorrhoids.
And the 60% slash in earnings.
Do you really want to struggle on into old age at the Bar? - Don't listen to him, Peter.
- I think I can wait a while.
Could you have a word with Tom before he drives me into early retirement? - Yes, I suppose I should.
- Bringing his problems into work.
(Phone rings) Yep? Your Customs officers have arrived.
Great.
Only an hour late.
Give me five minutes.
A sympathetic line with Tom would be best.
Lizzie will skin me.
I know that tone.
I understand there have been a few problems at home.
Childbirth is a difficult time for women.
They can be a bit funny.
It passes.
Well good.
Bring her along to the chambers bash, get her out of herself.
We'll see.
- What goes on in here again? - It's the cutting room, where they make the stuff.
Those sacks in the corner - 300 kilos of glucose, so if the heroin's cut to a 5% purity they'd look to make£4 million.
ALEX: Wow.
- What's the significance of this? - Cutting is a closed operation.
When you're dealing with four million quid's worth, you don't want anybody going in or out until you've shifted it.
This amount could take three men several days.
They need feeding.
Anything else on Gregson? Yeah, he owns a nightclub in Dagenham.
Garters.
Five years ago, he bailed out Mainbeam Haulage.
Bennett used to own it.
But Gregson kept him on as a manager.
Six months later.
He moves to a nice little pad in Surrey.
Must have set him back 500K.
He's also got a villa in the Algarve, and a yacht in Jersey.
What sort of yacht? Um A 70-footer.
The Born Leader.
- Regular entrepreneur.
- He reckons he is.
- How much has he got in the bank? - Only a few thousand we could find.
He's clever.
The haulage firm does plenty of legitimate business, but we're sure Gregson's been using it to front a drugs operation for several years now.
What's Bennett's role? He signed the consignment documents.
All false.
The meat in the back was condemned.
The company it was destined for didn't exist.
Neither of their fingerprints on the drugs? No.
No evidence to link them to the purchase? And the documents only tie in Bennett.
We havenât got a lotto prove Gregson was knowingly concerned with the importation.
Unless there's something you haven't told me.
You've got statements from all the investigating officers.
- They don't say where the drugs came from.
- They were caught red-handed.
The jury like to hear the full story.
Wouldn't you? You know how sensitive our sources are, Mr Kavanagh.
If we keep them confidential.
It's for a very good reason.
Kevin Gregson was charged with conspiracy to commit armed robbery in '84.
The trial collapsed when the main prosecution witness didn't testify.
He was shot on his way to court.
Was Gregson charged? Insufficient evidence.
He still has a clean slate.
Don't worry, Alex - if anyone else is going to get shot, it's me.
- You finished early.
- Matt and his friends have gone to a nightclub.
I told them not to wait.
We only got the papers this morning.
We couldn't have a con till late.
Never your fault, is it, Jim? Set the agenda for once, can't you? You're a silk, not a bloody tea boy! What am I supposed to do? I can't change the way the system works.
I thought you were a persuasive man.
My concern is the bottom line.
If we want to live like this, someones got to sweat for it.
I'm more than capable of making money too, Jim.
That's not what I meant.
I Ambient trance - Do you want a drink? - Yeah.
I THE BEAUTIFUL SOUTH: Song For Whoever I I love you from the bottom of my pencil case I I love you in the songs I write and sing I Love you because I You put me in my rightful place I And I love the PRS cheques that you bring I Cheap, never cheap I I'll sing the songs till Cut it out, Matt! I And when you've gone upstairs, I'll creep What a bloody mess.
(Phone rings) Hello? What? Just hold onto him, will you? What's your address? - No.
O come now.
- What's happened? Matt started a punch-up in a nightclub.
Apparently.
I'll come with you.
I think this is my responsibility.
I Trance Any other club would have called the cops.
We don't expect this kind of thing.
We've all been there.
He assaulted two of my staff as well as a customer.
(Shouts) Let me know if there's any damage.
Happy birthday, son.
So? The old boy had a heart attack.
So, who've we got now, then? A QC called Kavanagh.
He defends, mostly.
- Working-class lad from up north, apparently.
- Make him an offer.
He looks pretty tight.
Wife and kids? - How's Annie? - She's fine, Kev.
I'm keeping an eye on her.
Well, just make sure she stays away from the trial, all right? OK.
Turn up anything else on Gregson's finances? Only the one account.
Ted Fellows left the papers in a right mess.
Well, his heart wasn't in it.
Morning.
Look, I have to warn you again that alleging Customs planted the drugs is not the most attractive of defences.
- It's what happened.
- You know my concerns.
The jury may have difficulty understanding why they would single you out.
Isn't it a bit late to start rewriting my defence? Juries don't want to hear that officers of the Crown are bent, Kevin.
Wouldn't it be safer to say that it was down to Bennett? He couldn't organise a straight business, let alone a bent one.
His counsel and the Crown will be very keen for him to implicate you.
Is there a risk he'll do a deal with the prosecution? He hasn't got the balls.
Listen, I intend to walk.
Graham Emerton.
I'm appearing for Bennett.
Something on your mind? Perhaps we might see our way to avoiding the unpleasantness of a trial.
That depends what you're looking for.
Customs wouldn't be happy with anything less than possession with intent to supply.
(Door opens) A tete-a-tete, gentlemen? Well, it's hardly a conspiracy.
Susannah Dixon.
I represent Kevin Gregson.
He's prepared to plead to the importation of contaminated meat.
I don't see any evidence to sustain a case on the drugs.
The jury might look a little harder.
They can't see what isn't there.
Excuse me.
You will put my offer to Customs? The judge would like to see counsel in chambers.
What do you think he wants? An old-fashioned carve-up, followed by an early lunch at the Carlton Club, I shouldn't wonder.
I simply wanted to ensure a meaningful dialogue was taking place.
If Your Honour is suggesting accepting a plea from Bennett, and not proceeding against Mr Gregson, it's quite out of the question.
I'm sure you'll be mindful! Of the pressing obligation to save expensive court time, Mr Kavanagh.
Guilty pleas to counts acceptable to the Crown will of course receive the appropriate discount.
LLOYD: The lorry left Harwich shortly before 12:30pm.
Gregson arrived at the yard at 3pm.
A few moments after the lorry.
KAVANAGH: How long after were the defendants arrested? A matter of minutes.
- Was anything found in the lorry? - Pork carcasses.
My officers opened them, and found 15 kilos of 80% pure Afghan heroin.
Have you any idea what that would have cost? About half a million.
Precisely what was the load in the trailer? Condemned meat.
The refrigeration unit wasn't even switched on.
I understand there's a black market for that kind of meat.
- It's easy money.
- I have come across it.
- Who arranged this importation? - Bennett signed the paperwork.
Bennett was the grafter.
He ran the business.
Mr Gregson only looked in now and then.
Gregson came into the yard almost as the load arrived.
How long did you have people watching the depot? 13% weeks.
If you hadn't come up with a result after three months.
Might not your judgment be called into question? I'm not sure I understand.
What is your point, Miss Dixon? I'm suggesting these drugs were planted in the trailer by your officers.
I plant flowers, Miss, not drugs.
Last year, Mr Gregson's income from his two businesses was in the region of £120000.
Something like that, yes.
But even a man of his means would have to dig deep to find half a million pounds.
- I assume so.
- You have to make assumptions.
Officer.
Because you have absolutely no evidence of my client parting with money to buy drugs.
Have you? No.
There's no evidence of Mr Bennett sharing Mr Gregson's high life, is there, Officer? Nothing remarkable, no.
At £20000 a year.
He wasn't on the sort of wages that buy 15kg of heroin.
We don't know where the money was from.
He didn't put it through the books.
What was Mr Bennett doing in the hour or so before his arrest? He was working in the yard.
A flat-bed load of timber came in.
He helped the driver move his unit to another trailer.
Business as usual.
Whatever that was.
Well, the only unusual element was Mr Gregson's arrival coinciding with that of the lorry.
No, I wouldn't say that at all.
You have told us nothing which proves Mr Bennett knew there was anything in the trailer other than meat.
The facts speak for themselves.
Quite so.
KAVANAGH: Could I refer you to photograph 32? Could you tell the jury what this is? A workshop lined with polythene.
The sacks contain raw glucose, used to cut the drugs to a lesser purity.
What purpose does the polythene serve? It stops the heroin, at £1,000 a teaspoon, from falling through the floorboards.
They maximise profits in every way.
Wait there, please, Officer Norris.
Look at the workshop photograph again.
Do you see the shelves in the far right corner? - Mm-hm.
I do.
- And the equipment stored there? It looks like a spray gun.
Might not that have been used for the purpose of spraying paint onto panels? There was no evidence of that.
Turn to page 853 in your bundle.
Tell the jury what that is.
It's a delivery note for 60 50-kilo sacks of glucose.
- To whom is the delivery? - Barkers soft drinks company.
Would you read out the instruction on the bottom? "Received 60.
Six returned.
" Would that not account for the presence of six sacks of glucose at Mainbeam? Well, it's a possibility, but it's unlikely.
The truth is, Officer, that for every piece of evidence you say is incriminating, there is an equally innocent explanation.
Why not negotiate? We could still get something.
Take for both.
Thank you.
There's not a lot to be said for prosecuting, but now and again it has its own reward.
Gregson is going to go.
Thank you.
And Bennett? He's easily led.
He's helping to peddle the stuff too.
We'll use him to get to Gregson.
If we can.
If Gregson doesn't get to him first.
I wouldn't mind a word with Emerton.
The ice maiden has him under close arrest.
How are you at subterfuge? I'll think of something.
Excuse me.
You couldn't do me an enormous favour? It's rather embarrassing.
Women's business.
Shall we have a chat? I'm afraid I'm rather caught out.
There was no-one I could ask.
You haven't got a spare tampon? The machine's empty.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
If your client pleads, I'm willing to accept it on the basis that he played a very minor role.
The judge will still give him a discount.
He might even get away with three years.
Out in 18 months.
Well, that's rather optimistic.
Not if he helps to sink Gregson.
Oh, you can't make that a condition.
Put it to him.
What's going on? I fancied another pud.
Do you have a particular resentment towards me, Mr Kavanagh? We all have to do our best for our clients.
Dib dib dib.
Giving evidence for the prosecution will halve your sentence.
In your position, it's the most attractive option.
That would make me a grass.
Do you know what that means when you're inside? The prison authorities will ensure you're protected.
But my wife and kids won't be, will they? That's the way Gregson works.
Think about it.
KAVANAGH: Who was driving the lorry? Dieter Klausen.
We found a mobile phone registered to him in the cab.
We got a print-out of his calls.
What did that print-out show? He made a call to Gregson's at er 2:30pm while he was on the motorway.
The defence have suggested that the drugs found in the carcasses may have been planted.
That's very unlikely.
They were sewn right into the viscera.
It would have taken too long.
Is there something significant in the way that the drugs were concealed? Well, the carcasses must have been specially obtained, with the offal still in place to provide a means of concealment.
KAVANAGH: It's enough to turn you vegetarian.
DIXON: You say the driver telephoned Mr Gregson at 2:30.
According to the print-out.
Look at exhibit 357, Officer.
A photocopy of a Mainbeam business card found inside the lorry cab.
- Yes.
- There are three numbers on it.
The fax and telephone numbers of the Mainbeam office.
and a mobile number.
But it doesn't say it's Mr Gregson's mobile, does it? No.
The photos in the bundle were automatically timecoded by the camera.
weren't they? R Q And photograph 63 clearly shows Mr Bennett working in the yard at 2:30.
It the phone rang at that time chances are he wouldn't hear it.
Especially over a lorry engine.
Well, that may be, but I've no idea if Klausen phoned the office.
The print-out doesn't record unanswered calls.
It's perfectly possible Mr IlaLisen was hoping to contact Mr Bennett on that mobile number.
But Gregson came to the yard.
Any competent boss would if he thought his manager wasn't there to meet a delivery.
Photographs 75 to 80 what do they show? Uh That's me and Officer Lloyd recovering the drugs.
Is there a photograph of the carcasses before you opened them? Well, there would be no point in photographing every square inch before we searched it.
But there isn't even a picture of the drugs sewn into the viscera.
What on earth possessed you not to record that? Was your photographer put off by the smell? Well, we found the drugs.
And then had them photographed.
Or you got to them so fast the photographer couldn't keep up? It wasn't difficult to guess where they were.
Did Officer Lloyd tell you where to find them? No, he did not.
Photograph 103.
A freezer full of unappetising-looking meals.
What food is that, Officer? Frozen sausage and chips.
Is the jury expected to conclude from this that my client was about to spend the next three days turning his premises into a drugs factory? It's pan of the picture.
- We also found sleeping bags and camp bags.
- This is a haulage depot.
Drivers were arriving at all hours of the day and night, having driven hundreds of miles.
You wouldn't expect them to get by on a cup of tea.
and a biscuit.
Mr Emerton? No, Your Honour.
May the witness be released? Certainly.
Do you have any more witnesses.
Mr Kavanagh? One perhaps two.
Your Honour.
JUDGE: Perhaps this might be a convenient place to adjourn.
A new day awaits us in the morning.
All rise.
DIXON: I think the Crown is trying to make a deal with Bennett.
They want him to turn Queen's Evidence.
- It's how I would want it in Kavanagh's shoes.
- He has no evidence to give.
Bennett stands to gain a lot from helping the other side.
- It won't make him very popular.
- I should take the threat more seriously.
We will need to find some pretty heavy ammunition to use against him.
See what you can come up with.
Not many miles left in this, is there? You could treat yourself to a little sporty number.
A Porsche.
perhaps.
Now the kids have grown up.
What do you want? Mr Gregson can be very generous.
But he's also got a very vindictive side.
Your address is in the book, Mr Kavanagh.
(Water splashes) I wondered what had happened to you.
I was asked for an interview with a new hospital trust.
An interview at this time of night! Mm.
The chairman's on an overnight flight to New York.
He wanted to see me before I meet with the other trustees tomorrow.
- Well, you could have phoned.
- I know what that's like.
Night night.
Opening the door.
Door open! - Secure.
- Clear! Ugh'.
oat'.
! Argh! No.
No, please! Argh! You are coming to the chambers bash tonight? I think I'm duty-bound.
He won't play.
It seems that Mr Gregson has powers of persuasion that I simply don't possess.
It was worth a shot, James.
KAVANAGH: Would you please tell the court What was in the substance you tested? 80% pure diamorphine.
Heroin.
The remainder was a bulking material.
A combination of talc.
And a chlorine-based bleach.
That sounds rather rich compared to what the average addict would buy on the street.
Oh, yes, it is.
Injected into the bloodstream, even a very small amount could prove fatal.
In your experience of these matters.
Dr Webber.
What is the most common substance used to cut or dilute heroin? Glucose.
It's cheap.
and it aids rapid absorption.
Giving the user an almost instantaneous reaction.
Mrs Kavanagh? Yes? Tell your husband I was asking after the family.
DIXON: How big was the sample you tested.
Doctor? There were three samples.
Each of about one gram.
These samples came from three separate packages? Correct.
But were there not 50 or more separate packets? So I believe.
So all we can be sure of is that three of them contained herein.
AUDGE1 Miss Dixon.
its a reasonable inference that a representative sample was tested.
The Crown must prove its case.
Your Honour.
in its entirety.
Take over.
Get an adjournment.
JUDGE: I dare say the Crown could arrange to test every single package.
If you insist.
JUDGE: Mr Kavanagh? ALEX: Your Honour.
A matter of urgency has arisen.
Might We have a Shot'? adjournment? - She's just - Yes.
I'm going to do that.
(Phone rings) LIZZIE: It was a bit of a shock.
No, I was on my way to the interview.
It didn't exactly improve my performance.
Yes.
Look, the police are here taking a statement.
I'm fine now, James.
Call me later.
(Sighs) - Is there a problem? - I'll say.
- Gregson's heavies just had a go at my wife.
- I'm sorry about that.
I think it warrants a little more reaction than that.
Any minute now, that judge is going to allow Dixon's submission of no case to answer.
And Gregson will be strolling straight out of that dock.
It's hardly Mr Lloyd's fault.
Your attitude is probably helping that lowlife walk.
You've got an informant somewhere who could help put the lid on Gregson.
Unless we get enough evidence to put him in the box, we haven't a hope in hell! I want to see him convicted as much as you do.
Really? Whats the point of protecting your source at the expense You're not responsible for the safety of our informant.
I don't think you realise the difficult choice he had to make.
I think I do, Miss Norris.
And I can just about grasp the fact that Mr Gregson is capable of doing more damage outside prison than he is inside.
Mr Kavanagh? I'll get the divisional head to review the decision.
What do I tell the judge? We're five minutes away from closing our case.
Assume we're calling the informant.
Ask him to adjourn until tomorrow.
KAVANAGH: Lizzie ? Good evening, sir.
LIZZIE: Hello.
- Where's Matt? - Oh, still skulking in his room.
Lizzie, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'll survive.
Probably.
I'll rip the bastards head off.
The police are going to stay till it's over.
I should never have taken the case.
Oh You had no choice.
No.
What about the job? Oh, I'll hear tomorrow.
I was shaking so much, they probably thought I was deranged.
It'll be fine.
Come with me to the chambers bash, eh? I don't think I can face it.
I'm not leaving you alone with a young policeman.
Come on.
(Lizzie sighs) HARP: I Pachelbels Canon ALDERMARTEN: glass of champagne.
She would've been foolish to accept.
Excuse me.
James? Lizzie.
- Jeremy.
- Elizabeth, you're looking radiant.
Thank goodness you've come.
Eleanor spent the last half hour discussing the minutiae of fuchsia cultivation.
Fuchsias? My favourite.
Absolutely.
They're so exuberant.
So, how's your garden growing? Professionally.
Well, I'm currently involved in a long-standing VAT fraud.
Riveting.
Well, I think I need to refill the tanks.
Excuse me.
Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all.
I'll be all right, James.
Don't worry.
- How's Lizzie? - Putting on a brave front.
She's still a bit shaken.
Do the police know who it was? They've got a pretty good idea.
One of them tried to grease my palm yesterday.
(Glass clatters) Oh, no! Sophie's just finished taking her A levels at Roedean.
She's going to read history at St Hugh's.
It's mixed now.
Magdalene was all men in my day.
Well, I'm sure that suits some people.
Oh, Tom.
It's such a shame about your wife.
Is she feeling better? She's bloody well cracking up.
Oh, dear.
Well, I'm sure we all wish her a speedy recovery.
Bollocks.
Shall we look at the seating plan? You don't give a toss.
Come on, Tom.
I haven't finished my drink yet.
You know you don't enjoy these things any more than I do.
Why not go home? We've all got to work in the morning.
- How long is that going to last? - What do you mean? I know you lot want to get rid of me.
Get in some fancy administrator.
Where on earth did you get this idea? I know everything that happens in chambers.
It's my job.
In nit? No-one wants to get rid of you! (Sighs) You haven't got a couple of notes for a cab.
have you? Sure And, Tom? Your job is safe.
All right? Mind how you go.
- What is this? - I'm taking you in.
But we've got a deal! Look, I've got no option.
You'll be looked after.
Come on.
You bastard! Listen.
You'll do as you're told.
Dieter Klausen's statement.
I don't think you'll find it takes us much further.
He says Bennett organised the importation.
Gregson knew nothing about it.
Marvellous.
OK.
leave it with me.
Oh, there's one more thing.
Did Lloyd take this picture of Gregson's yacht? I assume so.
I wasn't there.
The only document we've got from Jersey is the yachts log.
Lloyd must have seized more than that.
- I have no idea.
- You've seized vessels before! You know how much paperwork's involved.
Well, I'll ask him.
We'd better go and persuade the judge to give us leave to call Klausen.
But what's the point? Like Norris said, we know from his statement Klausen isn't going to implicate Gregson.
And he's our witness, so we can't accuse him of lying.
Yes, I am aware of that, Alex.
But there are other ways.
So, what's the story? Can we let Klausen go? Well, I think Kavanagh wants to use him.
Is he serious? He thinks we don't have the information we might've had from Jersey.
Yes, he's very fond of telling me my job.
- He has a point, Simon.
- I'll be the judge of that, thank you very much! I don't know where you dug him up from, but he seems to be losing it.
Marina office? This is Jenny Norris here from Customs and Excise.
My colleague Mr Lloyd seized the Born Leader two months ago.
We've got a bit of a problem.
I need another copy of Gregson's registration papers, moorings account, and banker's mandate.
Do you think you could fax them to me? And you had a relationship with Customs and Excise.
Could you tell us what that was? I provided Officer Lloyd with information.
In return for payment? Usually.
Where did the drugs come from? Mr Lloyd arranged for Dutch customs to provide them.
How were they to be paid for? Cash from Mr Bennett.
- How much? - £300,000.
To be delivered where? Mainbeam Haulage depot.
So, on the way why did you call Mr Gregson on his mobile? I must have got the numbers mixed up.
How long have you known Mr Bennett? Ever since I started doing jobs for Mainbeam Haulage.
- When was that? - About two years ago.
I did maybe one job every two months.
So, you know Mr Bennett quite well, don't you? Fairly well.
yes.
What car does he drive? A Sierra? Would you take a look at photograph number 11? Is that the car? Yes.
T reg- Pretty beaten up.
Touch of rust here and there.
Turn now to photograph 106.
What do you think that is? I don't know.
It looks like someone's flat.
Let's look a little closer, shall we? Turn over the page.
That's the bedroom.
No pictures on the wall.
Paint peeling.
The beds seen better days.
Now to the next page.
That's the kitchen.
Your Honour, very picturesque, but I'm not sure how it helps the jury.
I was beginning to wonder myself.
Your Honour, I'll make the point straightaway.
Does it look to you like the home of a man with £300,000 in his pocket? Your Honour, how can this witness possibly answer that question? Your Honour, perhaps Mr Klausen can help the jury with this.
What sort of car does Mr Gregson drive? How should I know? Perhaps we can refresh your memory.
Turn now to photograph 23.
You recognise yourself.
no doubt.
and you recognise Mr Gregson standing by his car.
A brand-new Jaguar.
Really, Your Honour, now my learned friend is cross-examining his own witness.
JUDGE: Mr Kavanagh.
that must be right.
Your Honour, I am not cross-examining my own witness at all.
It's a perfectly straightforward point that Mr Klausen can deal with with me.
Your evidence.
Mr Klausen.
Is that of the two men we've been talking about.
It was Mr Bennett that gave you the £300,000.
Yes.
Thank you very much, Mr Klausen.
Wait there.
would you? Let's hope Emerton can run with the ball.
You have four convictions in Holland for drug dealing in a criminal career spanning 15 years, and when you were finally caught by British Customs you agreed to trade information about other criminals in exchange for your freedom.
It seemed more attractive than jail at the time.
Because of people like you.
Drug dealers have to be very careful who they trust.
Of course.
Now.
your success in this operation depended on building up a close relationship.
A close business relationship with Mr Bennett.
R Q Very strange, then, isn't it, in the context of this close relationship that you should telephone Mr Gregson on your way to the depot, and not Mr Bennett? Or was Mr Gregson privy to this close relationship too? I was dealing with Bennett.
Now, you know, and all the evidence bears this out, that my client couldn't have begun to finance a deal of this nature.
- He must have had some savings.
- On £20 000 a year? (Laughs) Mr Klausen.
it must be perfectly clear to the jury by now that your evidence is utterly absurd.
Who or what are you are afraid of? I'm not afraid of anyone.
You know full well that if you told the truth about Mr Gregson, he could make life very unpleasant for you.
Isn't that why Customs have been protecting you? Hm? Thank you, Mr Klausen.
Your Honour, that concludes the case for the prosecution.
Applying the test of whether the jury, properly directed, could find Mr Gregson guilty on the evidence presented by the Crown I find that the evidence of his wealth, taken together with the phone call, and his presence at the depot establishes a Prima facie case against him.
I therefore find that there is a case to answer.
Any messages, Tom? You're wanted in Mr Foxcott's office, sir.
ALDERMARTEN: His language was deplorable.
In front of Eleanor, too.
It's not the first time he's embarrassed us.
It's almost grounds for summary dismissal.
The man is under considerable pressure, but we can't let it upset the system.
He's got no qualifications.
Yet we pay him an absolute fortune.
And in return, well, we get behaviour that quite frankly, it belongs on the football terraces.
A regular at the Den, are you, Jeremy? Is the sort of image Buckley puts out what we want in modern chambers? We have to compete with other sets new for the really big cases.
you know.
We need someone with real skill and finesse.
Someone who's educated.
Mature.
Well spoken.
One of us.
Do you have anyone in mind? She looks the right sort.
Sarah Lee Gordon.
Aged 40.
Cheltenham Ladies', Durham University.
Chartered accountant.
- Now, where have I seen her before? - She's extremely capable.
I'm sure she is.
Bit old for you, though, Jeremy.
She's written an excellent report on increasing our cash flow and improving our efficiency.
- What other chambers has she turned round? - Ours would be the first.
- So, she's good on theory? - Look, she has an excellent pedigree.
So has my old man's dog, but I wouldn't drag him out to replace a clerk who's been here 20 years.
- He's done very little for me.
- You should try talking to him! Perhaps if we were to discuss this in a slightly more rational fashion What Tom has is the common touch.
Now, with that comes a few rough edges.
He made a mistake.
Read him the riot act.
And then give the man a chance.
Let's keep Ms Lee Gordon on file, shall we? My contribution to the business was almost purely financial.
I didn't ask many questions.
My concern was turning a profit.
Did you trust Mr Bennett? I relied on him completely.
I had a nightclub to run.
I'm not so sure I trust him now.
These businesses were your only source of income? Mostly, yes.
I made a bit gambling.
Casinos and that.
Last year was good.
Picked up about £30,000 or £40,000.
Here's Gregson's Jersey account.
It's too late to use as evidence.
Would you say things have been going well for you? I had no worries on the financial side.
Until I was arrested.
It was suggested to Mr Klausen in cross-examination that you approached him with a plan to import heroin.
I don't know anything about drugs.
I never even spoke to the man.
I saw him once or twice in the yard, and that is all.
It was also suggested to him you paid for the drugs.
I live well enough without getting into that.
But they thought I was easy meat.
Mr Gregson.
You deny having any knowledge whatsoever of the presence of drugs in the trailer.
That's the nub of your defence.
isn't it? It was nothing to do with me.
Did you know your lorries were carrying illegal, condemned meat? I knew they were carrying meat, but I assumed it was OK.
The smell of it was apparently unbearable, even outside the lorry.
- Didn't that make you wonder? - I didn't notice.
You didn't notice the stench from a whole lorryload of putrid carcasses? No.
Maybe you've lost your sense of smell? Or just got used to it.
Let's look at income, shall we? Is the £120.
000 before or after tax? Before.
We'll be generous.
Let's say you keep £80,000 of that.
Would that be fair? Ask my accountant.
And last year.
You made £30000 or £40000 gambling? Something like that.
In my experience, very few gamblers manage to stay even for very long.
I come out on top.
We'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Let's say that you take home £100,000.
You have a house worth half a million.
What's the mortgage? For God's sake! I don't know exactly.
Try to be as precise as you can.
250'? At 8% a year interest, that's £20,000, plus capital repayments.
That must be about £30,000.
You've got a yacht almost as expensive as your house.
Is that paid for? I presume the yacht is paid for? (Sighs) All right, I'll be generous again.
Let's assume that you're in debt for half of it.
That's £200,000 at 10% a year.
That's.
£20,000.
What are the capital repayments? About 10% a year.
So, that's £40,000 a year for the yacht, plus mooring and maintenance costs.
What do they add up to? Come on, Mr Gregson.
You don't take on a commitment like that without knowing the costs.
No idea at a!!? Is £17,500 near the mark? Mr Gregson? What is this? We're waiting, Mr Gregson.
Give or take.
Good.
And the villa in the Algarve.
What about that? What are We taming? Luxury hacienda by the coast.
Or a mountain shack? What do you think? These classy properties don't come cheap, do they? There's the mortgage.
The bills.
local taxes.
A maid, perhaps? And that's before travelling costs.
You won't be getting much change out of E1 5000.
Would that be fair? That leaves you £2,500 a year adrift.
And that's before electricity.
And council tax.
Doesn't leave you much to feed a family.
Does your wife take in ironing? (Tittering) So where does the money come from? I told you - I'm a lucky gambler.
Really? If I were your wife, I'd be very concerned.
- Leave her out of this, will you, please? - Come on, Mr Gregson.
You don't get a quayside spot in St Helier marina, or a half-million pound loan thanks to the lucky spin of a roulette wheel.
People want to know what you're worth, don't they, with references from banks? There are other ways of persuading people.
Oh.
You're accustomed to persuading people.
Are you? What with? Cash.
We've just accounted for all your cash.
How else do you persuade people? Force of personality? How do you get what you want.
Mr Gregson? With the spare cash you haven't got, or by other, cheaper means? In the last five years, you have acquired two substantial businesses, as well as personal assets probably worth over a million pounds.
You've told the count you've made it lawfully.
- How? - Talk to my accountant.
He must be very good.
Persuadable, is he? Your Honour, this tiresome innuendo is getting us nowhere.
Mr Kavanagh.
You've got an awful lot to lose, Mr Gregson.
Up until now, you've bullied your way out of trouble, but if you're found guilty, and those precious assets are seized, where will that leave you.
And your wife, and children? I told you - leave them out of this.
You're a drugs dealer, Mr Gregson.
That's where your money comes from.
I don't think so.
You knew Klausen as a man who could fix a supplier.
You made the deal, and then used your depot to cut down the heroin.
Rubbish! He called you, and told you he was on his way with the drugs.
You came running.
You wish.
You were caught taking personal delivery.
I was set up! Doesn't feel too good, does it, being on the receiving end? Shame.
isn't it? Wealthy man entrepreneur.
Had it all your own way till now.
But you can't buy your way out of this one.
What do you know? You're nothing.
Anyone can buy you.
You wish.
JUDGE: Mr Gregson.
The jury can see you for what you are.
Greed, Mr Gregson.
It clouds the judgment.
JUDGE: Mr Emelton.
is your client giving evidence? - No, Your Honour.
- I'll hear speeches in the morning.
All rise.
It's a pity you didn't tell me about Gregson's Jersey account before we closed the prosecution case.
Lloyd's been snowed under.
He could have overlooked it.
You don't believe that.
We all make mistakes.
- What are you doing here? - A nice policeman told me where you were.
Well? They've made me an offer, with a week to think it over.
Fantastic! KAVANAGH: I'd forgotten the park was here.
When will the case finish? We're into injury time.
Maybe we could take next month off.
Go sailing in the Caribbean.
What's stopping us? We've got lives to run, Jim.
I've got to raise the funds to build an entire new hospital.
OK.
I'll take the time off, and look after you.
Just win this case.
KAVANAGH: This isn't so much a case about drugs.
members of the jury.
As about money.
Ms Dixon will tell you that her client is an honest.
hard-working businessman.
The Crown says he is a dishonest criminal.
A cynical risk-taker who chose the fast track to wealth.
Look at the bottom line.
15 kilos of heroin, a transport depot fully equipped to cut it down for sale on the streets, and Mr Gregson, living the life of a millionaire, is caught meeting the lorry.
Where does all this money come from? Not from his businesses.
You've heard the figures.
They just don't add up.
No.
the answer is it comes from turning 1,000% profit on dealing drugs.
Go through those.
There.
Anything? DIXON: The prosecution now has to show beyond reasonable doubt that Kevin Gregson.
a man of unblemished character.
knew what was in that trailer.
And arranged its importation.
But the best they can offer is testimony from a professional criminal who doesn't even implicate my client.
Mr Kavanagh sought to demonstrate that Mr Gregson acquired his wealth dishonesty.
But he lacked the essential ingredient.
Hard proof.
Or even any proof at all.
Barry? Yes, Mr Gregson was at the yard when the lorry arrived, but he had every right to be.
He owned it.
There is not one scrap of evidence presented by the Crown which proves he bought those drugs.
There is not just a reasonable doubt as to guilt.
There can be no doubt he is innocent.
I hate this wait.
How can you be so relaxed? I make a conscious effort.
Otherwise my ticker would have gone the same way that Ted Fellows' did a long time ago.
On count one, it is alleged that on 8th of June this year Patrick Bennett and Kevin Gregson were knowingly concerned in the fraudulent evasion of the prohibition on the importation of drugs of Class A.
Namely diamorphine.
Imposed by the Misuse of Drugs Act 1971.
On this charge.
do you find the defendant Patrick Bennett guilty or not guilty? Guilty.
And on this charge.
do you find the defendant Kevin Gregson guilty or not guilty? Guilty.
Gregson, Bennett, stand up, please.
Much as the jury would like to have the satisfaction of hearing the lengthy custodial sentences which you will inevitably receive the law requires me to remand you into custody pending the preparation of pre-sentence report.
But I warn you now not to expect any leniency from this count.
Take them down Good result.
Was it? Wasn't it a trifle unorthodox, withholding the evidence of Gregson's Jersey account.
The one thing that could have put him away without endangering your informant? I don't know what you're talking about.
I think you do.
You've been trying to trip me up from the beginning.
I think you're getting paranoid, Mr Kavanagh.
They seem real enough.
I think they want a word with you.
Jenny? Police, sir.
Do you want to come this way? I've worked with him for four years.
- What did you find? - Lloyd's insurance policy.
The best part of £40,000 in cash.
And two boxes of files relating to Gregson's offshore accounts, and a Jersey account statement showing a £50,000 withdrawal ten days after his arrest.
Just around the time Lloyd was in Jersey? Uh-huh.
Gregson had exclusive authority on the account.
Lloyd took a bribe.
Only £50,000? I wonder what they would have paid me.
Papers, please.
Thank you.
(Police radio) WOMAN ON RADIO: 505 roger.
- There you go.
Thank you.
- Thank you.
(Water splashing) MAN: Hello Mummy.
Look at Mummy, and say, "Hi, Mummy.
" Hi, Mummy.
(Rings) Thanks, angel.
Hello? Yeah, right.
Good.
OK, I'll be right down.
OK.
Darling, I've got to go out.
I'm sorry.
I'll be back to tuck him in, OK? Bye, angel.
Here she comes.
Lloyd to Pearson.
Hold your position.
That's his Jag.
(Cameras continue clicking) All right, let's go.
Come on.
(Tyres squeal) Customs! Hold it! Get after him! Kevin Gregson, I'm arresting you on suspicion of importing Class A drugs.
This is a very dangerous job you're in.
Your wife and kids must worry terribly.
Lucky I'm still a bachelor.
Freeze! (Groans) Ah, window locks.
Wise precaution.
Mr Bennett.
It's glucose.
(Groans) Hey.
(Camera clicks) Pallisters can have this lot back with my compliments.
- I'm off for a bevvy.
- First one of theirs you've lost.
Unfortunately.
she left her confession till the witness box.
You've got out of tighter spots, Mr Kavanagh.
I'm staying home tomorrow.
Mountain of paperwork.
That might be difficult, sir.
Customs are sending down a brief for next week.
Prosecuting? I'd thought you'd lined me up for a GBH.
Mr Foxcott got to it first.
Can't be much to the Customs matter.
It's a return from Ted Fellows.
Ted Fellows isn't even a silk.
He had a coronary this morning.
- Didn't think you 'd say no to a healthy fee.
- I don't have much choice, do I? (Knock at door) Fancy a pint? All right for some, James.
- Jeremy? - .
.
taken care of.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Can I help you, James? No, no.
Nothing important.
The debt-factoring option could increase an individual barristers income by 5 percent.
- Hello, darling - Hiya.
- How do I look? - Lovely.
- Have I seen that dress before? - You bought it two years ago.
It's worn well.
- Posh do? - Claridges.
I could handle that.
You wouldn't find the Association of Women Executives very relaxing company.
Ah.
And to be honest with you, neither do I, but while I'm looking for the right job, I have to network.
Isn't that something fishermen do? I'm afraid I haven't had time to make you anything.
Oh, Matt's friends are coming here tomorrow night for dinner.
7130.
Matt's birthday? Yeah.
Yeah, I hadn't forgotten.
TONY GREEN: OK We Second round Five.
(Door opens) - 20 Matt? And 20.
That's 45.
I've got you a biryani.
I'm not hungry, thanks.
I'm glad you dropped by.
I enjoyed our little chat.
Hi.
Wm Miranda Lawson.
Matt tells me you're a QC.
It must be fascinating.
It's um It has its moments.
There's enough for both of you.
- Um, we're fine.
- Yeah.
We don't want to interrupt you.
You must be very busy.
TONY: scores for the first round.
Jim.
JIM BOWEN: OK.
That's fine.
(Applause from TV) How do you explain this? How about that? Hm? That jog your memory? What about this one? And this? And this? You ought to say something, Kevin.
You'll give the jury the wrong idea.
My client is making no comment.
Interview terminated at 23:30.
What about bail? - With 15 kilos of heroin? - It could be anyone's.
WOMAN: I'm sure the magistrate will be open to persuasion.
How much would it take? I never heard that.
Well, you know where I am.
Your Customs briefs arrived.
Con at five.
It's not all mine.
Just carrying this lot about is enough to give you a seizure.
Who's the junior? Miss Wilson.
She was the only one available.
Do you realise how much work is in this? She's barely been doing the job a year.
14 months, actually.
Cancel your weekend.
It's going to be a steep learning curve.
Have you noticed anything peculiar about Tom lately? His wife's in a psychiatric unit.
She's suffering from a bad spell of postnatal depression.
Oh.
Oh, poor chap.
What about his wife? As far as I see it.
There are only two possible advantages in taking an appointment to the High Court bench.
Never having to toady to a judge again, and my wife would have the exquisite pleasure of booking herself into the hairdressers as Lady Foxcott.
The rest is just loneliness, creeping senility.
And haemorrhoids.
And the 60% slash in earnings.
Do you really want to struggle on into old age at the Bar? - Don't listen to him, Peter.
- I think I can wait a while.
Could you have a word with Tom before he drives me into early retirement? - Yes, I suppose I should.
- Bringing his problems into work.
(Phone rings) Yep? Your Customs officers have arrived.
Great.
Only an hour late.
Give me five minutes.
A sympathetic line with Tom would be best.
Lizzie will skin me.
I know that tone.
I understand there have been a few problems at home.
Childbirth is a difficult time for women.
They can be a bit funny.
It passes.
Well good.
Bring her along to the chambers bash, get her out of herself.
We'll see.
- What goes on in here again? - It's the cutting room, where they make the stuff.
Those sacks in the corner - 300 kilos of glucose, so if the heroin's cut to a 5% purity they'd look to make£4 million.
ALEX: Wow.
- What's the significance of this? - Cutting is a closed operation.
When you're dealing with four million quid's worth, you don't want anybody going in or out until you've shifted it.
This amount could take three men several days.
They need feeding.
Anything else on Gregson? Yeah, he owns a nightclub in Dagenham.
Garters.
Five years ago, he bailed out Mainbeam Haulage.
Bennett used to own it.
But Gregson kept him on as a manager.
Six months later.
He moves to a nice little pad in Surrey.
Must have set him back 500K.
He's also got a villa in the Algarve, and a yacht in Jersey.
What sort of yacht? Um A 70-footer.
The Born Leader.
- Regular entrepreneur.
- He reckons he is.
- How much has he got in the bank? - Only a few thousand we could find.
He's clever.
The haulage firm does plenty of legitimate business, but we're sure Gregson's been using it to front a drugs operation for several years now.
What's Bennett's role? He signed the consignment documents.
All false.
The meat in the back was condemned.
The company it was destined for didn't exist.
Neither of their fingerprints on the drugs? No.
No evidence to link them to the purchase? And the documents only tie in Bennett.
We havenât got a lotto prove Gregson was knowingly concerned with the importation.
Unless there's something you haven't told me.
You've got statements from all the investigating officers.
- They don't say where the drugs came from.
- They were caught red-handed.
The jury like to hear the full story.
Wouldn't you? You know how sensitive our sources are, Mr Kavanagh.
If we keep them confidential.
It's for a very good reason.
Kevin Gregson was charged with conspiracy to commit armed robbery in '84.
The trial collapsed when the main prosecution witness didn't testify.
He was shot on his way to court.
Was Gregson charged? Insufficient evidence.
He still has a clean slate.
Don't worry, Alex - if anyone else is going to get shot, it's me.
- You finished early.
- Matt and his friends have gone to a nightclub.
I told them not to wait.
We only got the papers this morning.
We couldn't have a con till late.
Never your fault, is it, Jim? Set the agenda for once, can't you? You're a silk, not a bloody tea boy! What am I supposed to do? I can't change the way the system works.
I thought you were a persuasive man.
My concern is the bottom line.
If we want to live like this, someones got to sweat for it.
I'm more than capable of making money too, Jim.
That's not what I meant.
I Ambient trance - Do you want a drink? - Yeah.
I THE BEAUTIFUL SOUTH: Song For Whoever I I love you from the bottom of my pencil case I I love you in the songs I write and sing I Love you because I You put me in my rightful place I And I love the PRS cheques that you bring I Cheap, never cheap I I'll sing the songs till Cut it out, Matt! I And when you've gone upstairs, I'll creep What a bloody mess.
(Phone rings) Hello? What? Just hold onto him, will you? What's your address? - No.
O come now.
- What's happened? Matt started a punch-up in a nightclub.
Apparently.
I'll come with you.
I think this is my responsibility.
I Trance Any other club would have called the cops.
We don't expect this kind of thing.
We've all been there.
He assaulted two of my staff as well as a customer.
(Shouts) Let me know if there's any damage.
Happy birthday, son.
So? The old boy had a heart attack.
So, who've we got now, then? A QC called Kavanagh.
He defends, mostly.
- Working-class lad from up north, apparently.
- Make him an offer.
He looks pretty tight.
Wife and kids? - How's Annie? - She's fine, Kev.
I'm keeping an eye on her.
Well, just make sure she stays away from the trial, all right? OK.
Turn up anything else on Gregson's finances? Only the one account.
Ted Fellows left the papers in a right mess.
Well, his heart wasn't in it.
Morning.
Look, I have to warn you again that alleging Customs planted the drugs is not the most attractive of defences.
- It's what happened.
- You know my concerns.
The jury may have difficulty understanding why they would single you out.
Isn't it a bit late to start rewriting my defence? Juries don't want to hear that officers of the Crown are bent, Kevin.
Wouldn't it be safer to say that it was down to Bennett? He couldn't organise a straight business, let alone a bent one.
His counsel and the Crown will be very keen for him to implicate you.
Is there a risk he'll do a deal with the prosecution? He hasn't got the balls.
Listen, I intend to walk.
Graham Emerton.
I'm appearing for Bennett.
Something on your mind? Perhaps we might see our way to avoiding the unpleasantness of a trial.
That depends what you're looking for.
Customs wouldn't be happy with anything less than possession with intent to supply.
(Door opens) A tete-a-tete, gentlemen? Well, it's hardly a conspiracy.
Susannah Dixon.
I represent Kevin Gregson.
He's prepared to plead to the importation of contaminated meat.
I don't see any evidence to sustain a case on the drugs.
The jury might look a little harder.
They can't see what isn't there.
Excuse me.
You will put my offer to Customs? The judge would like to see counsel in chambers.
What do you think he wants? An old-fashioned carve-up, followed by an early lunch at the Carlton Club, I shouldn't wonder.
I simply wanted to ensure a meaningful dialogue was taking place.
If Your Honour is suggesting accepting a plea from Bennett, and not proceeding against Mr Gregson, it's quite out of the question.
I'm sure you'll be mindful! Of the pressing obligation to save expensive court time, Mr Kavanagh.
Guilty pleas to counts acceptable to the Crown will of course receive the appropriate discount.
LLOYD: The lorry left Harwich shortly before 12:30pm.
Gregson arrived at the yard at 3pm.
A few moments after the lorry.
KAVANAGH: How long after were the defendants arrested? A matter of minutes.
- Was anything found in the lorry? - Pork carcasses.
My officers opened them, and found 15 kilos of 80% pure Afghan heroin.
Have you any idea what that would have cost? About half a million.
Precisely what was the load in the trailer? Condemned meat.
The refrigeration unit wasn't even switched on.
I understand there's a black market for that kind of meat.
- It's easy money.
- I have come across it.
- Who arranged this importation? - Bennett signed the paperwork.
Bennett was the grafter.
He ran the business.
Mr Gregson only looked in now and then.
Gregson came into the yard almost as the load arrived.
How long did you have people watching the depot? 13% weeks.
If you hadn't come up with a result after three months.
Might not your judgment be called into question? I'm not sure I understand.
What is your point, Miss Dixon? I'm suggesting these drugs were planted in the trailer by your officers.
I plant flowers, Miss, not drugs.
Last year, Mr Gregson's income from his two businesses was in the region of £120000.
Something like that, yes.
But even a man of his means would have to dig deep to find half a million pounds.
- I assume so.
- You have to make assumptions.
Officer.
Because you have absolutely no evidence of my client parting with money to buy drugs.
Have you? No.
There's no evidence of Mr Bennett sharing Mr Gregson's high life, is there, Officer? Nothing remarkable, no.
At £20000 a year.
He wasn't on the sort of wages that buy 15kg of heroin.
We don't know where the money was from.
He didn't put it through the books.
What was Mr Bennett doing in the hour or so before his arrest? He was working in the yard.
A flat-bed load of timber came in.
He helped the driver move his unit to another trailer.
Business as usual.
Whatever that was.
Well, the only unusual element was Mr Gregson's arrival coinciding with that of the lorry.
No, I wouldn't say that at all.
You have told us nothing which proves Mr Bennett knew there was anything in the trailer other than meat.
The facts speak for themselves.
Quite so.
KAVANAGH: Could I refer you to photograph 32? Could you tell the jury what this is? A workshop lined with polythene.
The sacks contain raw glucose, used to cut the drugs to a lesser purity.
What purpose does the polythene serve? It stops the heroin, at £1,000 a teaspoon, from falling through the floorboards.
They maximise profits in every way.
Wait there, please, Officer Norris.
Look at the workshop photograph again.
Do you see the shelves in the far right corner? - Mm-hm.
I do.
- And the equipment stored there? It looks like a spray gun.
Might not that have been used for the purpose of spraying paint onto panels? There was no evidence of that.
Turn to page 853 in your bundle.
Tell the jury what that is.
It's a delivery note for 60 50-kilo sacks of glucose.
- To whom is the delivery? - Barkers soft drinks company.
Would you read out the instruction on the bottom? "Received 60.
Six returned.
" Would that not account for the presence of six sacks of glucose at Mainbeam? Well, it's a possibility, but it's unlikely.
The truth is, Officer, that for every piece of evidence you say is incriminating, there is an equally innocent explanation.
Why not negotiate? We could still get something.
Take for both.
Thank you.
There's not a lot to be said for prosecuting, but now and again it has its own reward.
Gregson is going to go.
Thank you.
And Bennett? He's easily led.
He's helping to peddle the stuff too.
We'll use him to get to Gregson.
If we can.
If Gregson doesn't get to him first.
I wouldn't mind a word with Emerton.
The ice maiden has him under close arrest.
How are you at subterfuge? I'll think of something.
Excuse me.
You couldn't do me an enormous favour? It's rather embarrassing.
Women's business.
Shall we have a chat? I'm afraid I'm rather caught out.
There was no-one I could ask.
You haven't got a spare tampon? The machine's empty.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
If your client pleads, I'm willing to accept it on the basis that he played a very minor role.
The judge will still give him a discount.
He might even get away with three years.
Out in 18 months.
Well, that's rather optimistic.
Not if he helps to sink Gregson.
Oh, you can't make that a condition.
Put it to him.
What's going on? I fancied another pud.
Do you have a particular resentment towards me, Mr Kavanagh? We all have to do our best for our clients.
Dib dib dib.
Giving evidence for the prosecution will halve your sentence.
In your position, it's the most attractive option.
That would make me a grass.
Do you know what that means when you're inside? The prison authorities will ensure you're protected.
But my wife and kids won't be, will they? That's the way Gregson works.
Think about it.
KAVANAGH: Who was driving the lorry? Dieter Klausen.
We found a mobile phone registered to him in the cab.
We got a print-out of his calls.
What did that print-out show? He made a call to Gregson's at er 2:30pm while he was on the motorway.
The defence have suggested that the drugs found in the carcasses may have been planted.
That's very unlikely.
They were sewn right into the viscera.
It would have taken too long.
Is there something significant in the way that the drugs were concealed? Well, the carcasses must have been specially obtained, with the offal still in place to provide a means of concealment.
KAVANAGH: It's enough to turn you vegetarian.
DIXON: You say the driver telephoned Mr Gregson at 2:30.
According to the print-out.
Look at exhibit 357, Officer.
A photocopy of a Mainbeam business card found inside the lorry cab.
- Yes.
- There are three numbers on it.
The fax and telephone numbers of the Mainbeam office.
and a mobile number.
But it doesn't say it's Mr Gregson's mobile, does it? No.
The photos in the bundle were automatically timecoded by the camera.
weren't they? R Q And photograph 63 clearly shows Mr Bennett working in the yard at 2:30.
It the phone rang at that time chances are he wouldn't hear it.
Especially over a lorry engine.
Well, that may be, but I've no idea if Klausen phoned the office.
The print-out doesn't record unanswered calls.
It's perfectly possible Mr IlaLisen was hoping to contact Mr Bennett on that mobile number.
But Gregson came to the yard.
Any competent boss would if he thought his manager wasn't there to meet a delivery.
Photographs 75 to 80 what do they show? Uh That's me and Officer Lloyd recovering the drugs.
Is there a photograph of the carcasses before you opened them? Well, there would be no point in photographing every square inch before we searched it.
But there isn't even a picture of the drugs sewn into the viscera.
What on earth possessed you not to record that? Was your photographer put off by the smell? Well, we found the drugs.
And then had them photographed.
Or you got to them so fast the photographer couldn't keep up? It wasn't difficult to guess where they were.
Did Officer Lloyd tell you where to find them? No, he did not.
Photograph 103.
A freezer full of unappetising-looking meals.
What food is that, Officer? Frozen sausage and chips.
Is the jury expected to conclude from this that my client was about to spend the next three days turning his premises into a drugs factory? It's pan of the picture.
- We also found sleeping bags and camp bags.
- This is a haulage depot.
Drivers were arriving at all hours of the day and night, having driven hundreds of miles.
You wouldn't expect them to get by on a cup of tea.
and a biscuit.
Mr Emerton? No, Your Honour.
May the witness be released? Certainly.
Do you have any more witnesses.
Mr Kavanagh? One perhaps two.
Your Honour.
JUDGE: Perhaps this might be a convenient place to adjourn.
A new day awaits us in the morning.
All rise.
DIXON: I think the Crown is trying to make a deal with Bennett.
They want him to turn Queen's Evidence.
- It's how I would want it in Kavanagh's shoes.
- He has no evidence to give.
Bennett stands to gain a lot from helping the other side.
- It won't make him very popular.
- I should take the threat more seriously.
We will need to find some pretty heavy ammunition to use against him.
See what you can come up with.
Not many miles left in this, is there? You could treat yourself to a little sporty number.
A Porsche.
perhaps.
Now the kids have grown up.
What do you want? Mr Gregson can be very generous.
But he's also got a very vindictive side.
Your address is in the book, Mr Kavanagh.
(Water splashes) I wondered what had happened to you.
I was asked for an interview with a new hospital trust.
An interview at this time of night! Mm.
The chairman's on an overnight flight to New York.
He wanted to see me before I meet with the other trustees tomorrow.
- Well, you could have phoned.
- I know what that's like.
Night night.
Opening the door.
Door open! - Secure.
- Clear! Ugh'.
oat'.
! Argh! No.
No, please! Argh! You are coming to the chambers bash tonight? I think I'm duty-bound.
He won't play.
It seems that Mr Gregson has powers of persuasion that I simply don't possess.
It was worth a shot, James.
KAVANAGH: Would you please tell the court What was in the substance you tested? 80% pure diamorphine.
Heroin.
The remainder was a bulking material.
A combination of talc.
And a chlorine-based bleach.
That sounds rather rich compared to what the average addict would buy on the street.
Oh, yes, it is.
Injected into the bloodstream, even a very small amount could prove fatal.
In your experience of these matters.
Dr Webber.
What is the most common substance used to cut or dilute heroin? Glucose.
It's cheap.
and it aids rapid absorption.
Giving the user an almost instantaneous reaction.
Mrs Kavanagh? Yes? Tell your husband I was asking after the family.
DIXON: How big was the sample you tested.
Doctor? There were three samples.
Each of about one gram.
These samples came from three separate packages? Correct.
But were there not 50 or more separate packets? So I believe.
So all we can be sure of is that three of them contained herein.
AUDGE1 Miss Dixon.
its a reasonable inference that a representative sample was tested.
The Crown must prove its case.
Your Honour.
in its entirety.
Take over.
Get an adjournment.
JUDGE: I dare say the Crown could arrange to test every single package.
If you insist.
JUDGE: Mr Kavanagh? ALEX: Your Honour.
A matter of urgency has arisen.
Might We have a Shot'? adjournment? - She's just - Yes.
I'm going to do that.
(Phone rings) LIZZIE: It was a bit of a shock.
No, I was on my way to the interview.
It didn't exactly improve my performance.
Yes.
Look, the police are here taking a statement.
I'm fine now, James.
Call me later.
(Sighs) - Is there a problem? - I'll say.
- Gregson's heavies just had a go at my wife.
- I'm sorry about that.
I think it warrants a little more reaction than that.
Any minute now, that judge is going to allow Dixon's submission of no case to answer.
And Gregson will be strolling straight out of that dock.
It's hardly Mr Lloyd's fault.
Your attitude is probably helping that lowlife walk.
You've got an informant somewhere who could help put the lid on Gregson.
Unless we get enough evidence to put him in the box, we haven't a hope in hell! I want to see him convicted as much as you do.
Really? Whats the point of protecting your source at the expense You're not responsible for the safety of our informant.
I don't think you realise the difficult choice he had to make.
I think I do, Miss Norris.
And I can just about grasp the fact that Mr Gregson is capable of doing more damage outside prison than he is inside.
Mr Kavanagh? I'll get the divisional head to review the decision.
What do I tell the judge? We're five minutes away from closing our case.
Assume we're calling the informant.
Ask him to adjourn until tomorrow.
KAVANAGH: Lizzie ? Good evening, sir.
LIZZIE: Hello.
- Where's Matt? - Oh, still skulking in his room.
Lizzie, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'll survive.
Probably.
I'll rip the bastards head off.
The police are going to stay till it's over.
I should never have taken the case.
Oh You had no choice.
No.
What about the job? Oh, I'll hear tomorrow.
I was shaking so much, they probably thought I was deranged.
It'll be fine.
Come with me to the chambers bash, eh? I don't think I can face it.
I'm not leaving you alone with a young policeman.
Come on.
(Lizzie sighs) HARP: I Pachelbels Canon ALDERMARTEN: glass of champagne.
She would've been foolish to accept.
Excuse me.
James? Lizzie.
- Jeremy.
- Elizabeth, you're looking radiant.
Thank goodness you've come.
Eleanor spent the last half hour discussing the minutiae of fuchsia cultivation.
Fuchsias? My favourite.
Absolutely.
They're so exuberant.
So, how's your garden growing? Professionally.
Well, I'm currently involved in a long-standing VAT fraud.
Riveting.
Well, I think I need to refill the tanks.
Excuse me.
Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all.
I'll be all right, James.
Don't worry.
- How's Lizzie? - Putting on a brave front.
She's still a bit shaken.
Do the police know who it was? They've got a pretty good idea.
One of them tried to grease my palm yesterday.
(Glass clatters) Oh, no! Sophie's just finished taking her A levels at Roedean.
She's going to read history at St Hugh's.
It's mixed now.
Magdalene was all men in my day.
Well, I'm sure that suits some people.
Oh, Tom.
It's such a shame about your wife.
Is she feeling better? She's bloody well cracking up.
Oh, dear.
Well, I'm sure we all wish her a speedy recovery.
Bollocks.
Shall we look at the seating plan? You don't give a toss.
Come on, Tom.
I haven't finished my drink yet.
You know you don't enjoy these things any more than I do.
Why not go home? We've all got to work in the morning.
- How long is that going to last? - What do you mean? I know you lot want to get rid of me.
Get in some fancy administrator.
Where on earth did you get this idea? I know everything that happens in chambers.
It's my job.
In nit? No-one wants to get rid of you! (Sighs) You haven't got a couple of notes for a cab.
have you? Sure And, Tom? Your job is safe.
All right? Mind how you go.
- What is this? - I'm taking you in.
But we've got a deal! Look, I've got no option.
You'll be looked after.
Come on.
You bastard! Listen.
You'll do as you're told.
Dieter Klausen's statement.
I don't think you'll find it takes us much further.
He says Bennett organised the importation.
Gregson knew nothing about it.
Marvellous.
OK.
leave it with me.
Oh, there's one more thing.
Did Lloyd take this picture of Gregson's yacht? I assume so.
I wasn't there.
The only document we've got from Jersey is the yachts log.
Lloyd must have seized more than that.
- I have no idea.
- You've seized vessels before! You know how much paperwork's involved.
Well, I'll ask him.
We'd better go and persuade the judge to give us leave to call Klausen.
But what's the point? Like Norris said, we know from his statement Klausen isn't going to implicate Gregson.
And he's our witness, so we can't accuse him of lying.
Yes, I am aware of that, Alex.
But there are other ways.
So, what's the story? Can we let Klausen go? Well, I think Kavanagh wants to use him.
Is he serious? He thinks we don't have the information we might've had from Jersey.
Yes, he's very fond of telling me my job.
- He has a point, Simon.
- I'll be the judge of that, thank you very much! I don't know where you dug him up from, but he seems to be losing it.
Marina office? This is Jenny Norris here from Customs and Excise.
My colleague Mr Lloyd seized the Born Leader two months ago.
We've got a bit of a problem.
I need another copy of Gregson's registration papers, moorings account, and banker's mandate.
Do you think you could fax them to me? And you had a relationship with Customs and Excise.
Could you tell us what that was? I provided Officer Lloyd with information.
In return for payment? Usually.
Where did the drugs come from? Mr Lloyd arranged for Dutch customs to provide them.
How were they to be paid for? Cash from Mr Bennett.
- How much? - £300,000.
To be delivered where? Mainbeam Haulage depot.
So, on the way why did you call Mr Gregson on his mobile? I must have got the numbers mixed up.
How long have you known Mr Bennett? Ever since I started doing jobs for Mainbeam Haulage.
- When was that? - About two years ago.
I did maybe one job every two months.
So, you know Mr Bennett quite well, don't you? Fairly well.
yes.
What car does he drive? A Sierra? Would you take a look at photograph number 11? Is that the car? Yes.
T reg- Pretty beaten up.
Touch of rust here and there.
Turn now to photograph 106.
What do you think that is? I don't know.
It looks like someone's flat.
Let's look a little closer, shall we? Turn over the page.
That's the bedroom.
No pictures on the wall.
Paint peeling.
The beds seen better days.
Now to the next page.
That's the kitchen.
Your Honour, very picturesque, but I'm not sure how it helps the jury.
I was beginning to wonder myself.
Your Honour, I'll make the point straightaway.
Does it look to you like the home of a man with £300,000 in his pocket? Your Honour, how can this witness possibly answer that question? Your Honour, perhaps Mr Klausen can help the jury with this.
What sort of car does Mr Gregson drive? How should I know? Perhaps we can refresh your memory.
Turn now to photograph 23.
You recognise yourself.
no doubt.
and you recognise Mr Gregson standing by his car.
A brand-new Jaguar.
Really, Your Honour, now my learned friend is cross-examining his own witness.
JUDGE: Mr Kavanagh.
that must be right.
Your Honour, I am not cross-examining my own witness at all.
It's a perfectly straightforward point that Mr Klausen can deal with with me.
Your evidence.
Mr Klausen.
Is that of the two men we've been talking about.
It was Mr Bennett that gave you the £300,000.
Yes.
Thank you very much, Mr Klausen.
Wait there.
would you? Let's hope Emerton can run with the ball.
You have four convictions in Holland for drug dealing in a criminal career spanning 15 years, and when you were finally caught by British Customs you agreed to trade information about other criminals in exchange for your freedom.
It seemed more attractive than jail at the time.
Because of people like you.
Drug dealers have to be very careful who they trust.
Of course.
Now.
your success in this operation depended on building up a close relationship.
A close business relationship with Mr Bennett.
R Q Very strange, then, isn't it, in the context of this close relationship that you should telephone Mr Gregson on your way to the depot, and not Mr Bennett? Or was Mr Gregson privy to this close relationship too? I was dealing with Bennett.
Now, you know, and all the evidence bears this out, that my client couldn't have begun to finance a deal of this nature.
- He must have had some savings.
- On £20 000 a year? (Laughs) Mr Klausen.
it must be perfectly clear to the jury by now that your evidence is utterly absurd.
Who or what are you are afraid of? I'm not afraid of anyone.
You know full well that if you told the truth about Mr Gregson, he could make life very unpleasant for you.
Isn't that why Customs have been protecting you? Hm? Thank you, Mr Klausen.
Your Honour, that concludes the case for the prosecution.
Applying the test of whether the jury, properly directed, could find Mr Gregson guilty on the evidence presented by the Crown I find that the evidence of his wealth, taken together with the phone call, and his presence at the depot establishes a Prima facie case against him.
I therefore find that there is a case to answer.
Any messages, Tom? You're wanted in Mr Foxcott's office, sir.
ALDERMARTEN: His language was deplorable.
In front of Eleanor, too.
It's not the first time he's embarrassed us.
It's almost grounds for summary dismissal.
The man is under considerable pressure, but we can't let it upset the system.
He's got no qualifications.
Yet we pay him an absolute fortune.
And in return, well, we get behaviour that quite frankly, it belongs on the football terraces.
A regular at the Den, are you, Jeremy? Is the sort of image Buckley puts out what we want in modern chambers? We have to compete with other sets new for the really big cases.
you know.
We need someone with real skill and finesse.
Someone who's educated.
Mature.
Well spoken.
One of us.
Do you have anyone in mind? She looks the right sort.
Sarah Lee Gordon.
Aged 40.
Cheltenham Ladies', Durham University.
Chartered accountant.
- Now, where have I seen her before? - She's extremely capable.
I'm sure she is.
Bit old for you, though, Jeremy.
She's written an excellent report on increasing our cash flow and improving our efficiency.
- What other chambers has she turned round? - Ours would be the first.
- So, she's good on theory? - Look, she has an excellent pedigree.
So has my old man's dog, but I wouldn't drag him out to replace a clerk who's been here 20 years.
- He's done very little for me.
- You should try talking to him! Perhaps if we were to discuss this in a slightly more rational fashion What Tom has is the common touch.
Now, with that comes a few rough edges.
He made a mistake.
Read him the riot act.
And then give the man a chance.
Let's keep Ms Lee Gordon on file, shall we? My contribution to the business was almost purely financial.
I didn't ask many questions.
My concern was turning a profit.
Did you trust Mr Bennett? I relied on him completely.
I had a nightclub to run.
I'm not so sure I trust him now.
These businesses were your only source of income? Mostly, yes.
I made a bit gambling.
Casinos and that.
Last year was good.
Picked up about £30,000 or £40,000.
Here's Gregson's Jersey account.
It's too late to use as evidence.
Would you say things have been going well for you? I had no worries on the financial side.
Until I was arrested.
It was suggested to Mr Klausen in cross-examination that you approached him with a plan to import heroin.
I don't know anything about drugs.
I never even spoke to the man.
I saw him once or twice in the yard, and that is all.
It was also suggested to him you paid for the drugs.
I live well enough without getting into that.
But they thought I was easy meat.
Mr Gregson.
You deny having any knowledge whatsoever of the presence of drugs in the trailer.
That's the nub of your defence.
isn't it? It was nothing to do with me.
Did you know your lorries were carrying illegal, condemned meat? I knew they were carrying meat, but I assumed it was OK.
The smell of it was apparently unbearable, even outside the lorry.
- Didn't that make you wonder? - I didn't notice.
You didn't notice the stench from a whole lorryload of putrid carcasses? No.
Maybe you've lost your sense of smell? Or just got used to it.
Let's look at income, shall we? Is the £120.
000 before or after tax? Before.
We'll be generous.
Let's say you keep £80,000 of that.
Would that be fair? Ask my accountant.
And last year.
You made £30000 or £40000 gambling? Something like that.
In my experience, very few gamblers manage to stay even for very long.
I come out on top.
We'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Let's say that you take home £100,000.
You have a house worth half a million.
What's the mortgage? For God's sake! I don't know exactly.
Try to be as precise as you can.
250'? At 8% a year interest, that's £20,000, plus capital repayments.
That must be about £30,000.
You've got a yacht almost as expensive as your house.
Is that paid for? I presume the yacht is paid for? (Sighs) All right, I'll be generous again.
Let's assume that you're in debt for half of it.
That's £200,000 at 10% a year.
That's.
£20,000.
What are the capital repayments? About 10% a year.
So, that's £40,000 a year for the yacht, plus mooring and maintenance costs.
What do they add up to? Come on, Mr Gregson.
You don't take on a commitment like that without knowing the costs.
No idea at a!!? Is £17,500 near the mark? Mr Gregson? What is this? We're waiting, Mr Gregson.
Give or take.
Good.
And the villa in the Algarve.
What about that? What are We taming? Luxury hacienda by the coast.
Or a mountain shack? What do you think? These classy properties don't come cheap, do they? There's the mortgage.
The bills.
local taxes.
A maid, perhaps? And that's before travelling costs.
You won't be getting much change out of E1 5000.
Would that be fair? That leaves you £2,500 a year adrift.
And that's before electricity.
And council tax.
Doesn't leave you much to feed a family.
Does your wife take in ironing? (Tittering) So where does the money come from? I told you - I'm a lucky gambler.
Really? If I were your wife, I'd be very concerned.
- Leave her out of this, will you, please? - Come on, Mr Gregson.
You don't get a quayside spot in St Helier marina, or a half-million pound loan thanks to the lucky spin of a roulette wheel.
People want to know what you're worth, don't they, with references from banks? There are other ways of persuading people.
Oh.
You're accustomed to persuading people.
Are you? What with? Cash.
We've just accounted for all your cash.
How else do you persuade people? Force of personality? How do you get what you want.
Mr Gregson? With the spare cash you haven't got, or by other, cheaper means? In the last five years, you have acquired two substantial businesses, as well as personal assets probably worth over a million pounds.
You've told the count you've made it lawfully.
- How? - Talk to my accountant.
He must be very good.
Persuadable, is he? Your Honour, this tiresome innuendo is getting us nowhere.
Mr Kavanagh.
You've got an awful lot to lose, Mr Gregson.
Up until now, you've bullied your way out of trouble, but if you're found guilty, and those precious assets are seized, where will that leave you.
And your wife, and children? I told you - leave them out of this.
You're a drugs dealer, Mr Gregson.
That's where your money comes from.
I don't think so.
You knew Klausen as a man who could fix a supplier.
You made the deal, and then used your depot to cut down the heroin.
Rubbish! He called you, and told you he was on his way with the drugs.
You came running.
You wish.
You were caught taking personal delivery.
I was set up! Doesn't feel too good, does it, being on the receiving end? Shame.
isn't it? Wealthy man entrepreneur.
Had it all your own way till now.
But you can't buy your way out of this one.
What do you know? You're nothing.
Anyone can buy you.
You wish.
JUDGE: Mr Gregson.
The jury can see you for what you are.
Greed, Mr Gregson.
It clouds the judgment.
JUDGE: Mr Emelton.
is your client giving evidence? - No, Your Honour.
- I'll hear speeches in the morning.
All rise.
It's a pity you didn't tell me about Gregson's Jersey account before we closed the prosecution case.
Lloyd's been snowed under.
He could have overlooked it.
You don't believe that.
We all make mistakes.
- What are you doing here? - A nice policeman told me where you were.
Well? They've made me an offer, with a week to think it over.
Fantastic! KAVANAGH: I'd forgotten the park was here.
When will the case finish? We're into injury time.
Maybe we could take next month off.
Go sailing in the Caribbean.
What's stopping us? We've got lives to run, Jim.
I've got to raise the funds to build an entire new hospital.
OK.
I'll take the time off, and look after you.
Just win this case.
KAVANAGH: This isn't so much a case about drugs.
members of the jury.
As about money.
Ms Dixon will tell you that her client is an honest.
hard-working businessman.
The Crown says he is a dishonest criminal.
A cynical risk-taker who chose the fast track to wealth.
Look at the bottom line.
15 kilos of heroin, a transport depot fully equipped to cut it down for sale on the streets, and Mr Gregson, living the life of a millionaire, is caught meeting the lorry.
Where does all this money come from? Not from his businesses.
You've heard the figures.
They just don't add up.
No.
the answer is it comes from turning 1,000% profit on dealing drugs.
Go through those.
There.
Anything? DIXON: The prosecution now has to show beyond reasonable doubt that Kevin Gregson.
a man of unblemished character.
knew what was in that trailer.
And arranged its importation.
But the best they can offer is testimony from a professional criminal who doesn't even implicate my client.
Mr Kavanagh sought to demonstrate that Mr Gregson acquired his wealth dishonesty.
But he lacked the essential ingredient.
Hard proof.
Or even any proof at all.
Barry? Yes, Mr Gregson was at the yard when the lorry arrived, but he had every right to be.
He owned it.
There is not one scrap of evidence presented by the Crown which proves he bought those drugs.
There is not just a reasonable doubt as to guilt.
There can be no doubt he is innocent.
I hate this wait.
How can you be so relaxed? I make a conscious effort.
Otherwise my ticker would have gone the same way that Ted Fellows' did a long time ago.
On count one, it is alleged that on 8th of June this year Patrick Bennett and Kevin Gregson were knowingly concerned in the fraudulent evasion of the prohibition on the importation of drugs of Class A.
Namely diamorphine.
Imposed by the Misuse of Drugs Act 1971.
On this charge.
do you find the defendant Patrick Bennett guilty or not guilty? Guilty.
And on this charge.
do you find the defendant Kevin Gregson guilty or not guilty? Guilty.
Gregson, Bennett, stand up, please.
Much as the jury would like to have the satisfaction of hearing the lengthy custodial sentences which you will inevitably receive the law requires me to remand you into custody pending the preparation of pre-sentence report.
But I warn you now not to expect any leniency from this count.
Take them down Good result.
Was it? Wasn't it a trifle unorthodox, withholding the evidence of Gregson's Jersey account.
The one thing that could have put him away without endangering your informant? I don't know what you're talking about.
I think you do.
You've been trying to trip me up from the beginning.
I think you're getting paranoid, Mr Kavanagh.
They seem real enough.
I think they want a word with you.
Jenny? Police, sir.
Do you want to come this way? I've worked with him for four years.
- What did you find? - Lloyd's insurance policy.
The best part of £40,000 in cash.
And two boxes of files relating to Gregson's offshore accounts, and a Jersey account statement showing a £50,000 withdrawal ten days after his arrest.
Just around the time Lloyd was in Jersey? Uh-huh.
Gregson had exclusive authority on the account.
Lloyd took a bribe.
Only £50,000? I wonder what they would have paid me.