Believe Me (2026) s01e01 Episode Script

1
Can you see?
Can you see? Oh, a big wheel.
Oh, look how big it is.
Let me help.
Thank you.
Say thank you to the nice man.
Say, "Thank you."
Hair up or hair down?
Tonight, I mean.
Can't decide.
Like, I like it up, but I'm worried
it makes me look fierce.
Hm?
What do you think?
Too fierce?
Huh?
So, this is where you were born.
It's nice enough round here, but
I thought you'd want some fresh air
and trees.
That was us up there. Number 17.
Do you remember?
Hm? Remember?
And this is where your daddy
still lives.
Can never remember
what number he is.
23A?
33A?
37?
Anyway, he's gonna be so excited
to see you.
Do you think we should get
together properly, me and him?
Hm? Have him live with us?
He says he'd like to.
I suppose I do love him, but
we argue a lot.
Hm? What do you think?
Hm? And you still haven't told me
what to do with my hair.
So, who else is going tonight?
Frankie just said a few friends.
Guys and girls, or?
No, just guys.
Not feeling jealous, are you?
No.
Connor, this is my first
fucking night out as a mother.
Do you have to swear? I'm not gonna
just jump into bed with anyone.
Not that you'd care.
Who says I wouldn't care?
Yeah, well,
they wouldn't be interested in me.
Why? Why wouldn't they be
interested in you?
I mean, yes, they're all guys,
but they're also all gays.
Oh.
You're fed.
There's more milk in the fridge
if you need it,
but that one's formula.
I've started him on that now
because I'm not producing enough
any more.
I went for down.
Bit more me, isn't it?
Yeah. Mwah!
So, that one earlier,
that was YOUR milk?
Yeah. I expressed it earlier today.
Well, you put this thing
on your tit,
and it sucks away at me
like I'm a cow on a milking machine.
But it took ages, didn't it?
Cos I've pretty much run dry now.
OK.
Shouldn't be too late.
OK.
Actually, I'm terrified I'm gonna
fall asleep at nine o'clock.
Have you got some money for a cab?
I don't want you messing around
with the bus.
20 quid in the secret compartment.
OK. You got your key?
And a black cab, please.
And also, also, also
..you look lovely.
A cow on a milking machine?
Huh?
Thanks for my lovely card, babe.
Oh.
You bitch.
A big badge for a big boy.
That's very nice, thank you.
"A big boy"?
Beautiful!
OK, I'll go and get them!
Shot time. Shot, shot, shot.
OK, yeah.
I am not gonna drink this.
No, you'll be fine. Right, cheers.
Thanks for coming. Cheers! To me.
Oh!
Yeah!
Happy
Birthday to you
Happy birthday to you ♪
Who me? Me?
Happy birthday, dear Frankie
Happy birthday to you. ♪
Right. Fuck off.
Let's get pissed.
This is just for me.
Hiya, can I have one vodka and coke,
and Just a coke, please.
Grow up. Two vodka and cokes.
Thank you.
OK, but I'm not getting battered
on my first night out.
Yes, you are. Anyway, I've got some
magical marching powder for later
to keep you awake.
Oh.
Come on! You said you were
having fun with me tonight.
It's my birthday.
You're having fun with me.
Absolutely fucking not.
You fucking are.
Anyway, right, so Dominic.
Mm-hm.
I'm making myself all vulnerable.
I'm giving him everything.
I'm giving, "I love you,"
I'm giving,
"I wanna have your babies."
Yeah. What did he say?
Wants to be friends with benefits.
Oh, he's an arsehole.
I was devastated.
You're better off without him.
I know, but he's so fit.
Here you go, guys. Two vodka cokes.
Thank you. Cheers.
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday.
And we exchanged rings.
I even took him
to meet my mum and dad.
What happened?
I looked through his phone
when he was asleep, and, er
he's been cheating on me
with at least five other guys.
He's an arsehole.
Yeah.
My round.
Frankie's missed you so much.
We all have.
Shit!
What?
I've left my phone at home.
And I'll be honest, I broke it of.
He got too clingy.
Do you think that makes me
an arsehole? No, he is.
I mean, I don't know what for.
I'm just gonna go with him being
the arsehole. Thank you, honey.
Left a line in there for you.
Oh! Thank you.
There you go.
Why did you have to come to the
ladies' toilets, out of interest?
Cos your toilets
are so much nicer than ours.
Ours stink of piss.
Ah.
Right, now, are you sure you?
No. I already said no, thank you.
Come on! Don't be a party pooper.
- No!
- Join in. Join in.
Oh, fuck off, will you?
Right, OK, we're not gonna
let you leave till you do. No.
Oh, I don't like it.
Please, Sarah.
It's my birthday. I'll be very sad.
Don't ruin his birthday, Sarah.
You don't look very sad.
Come on.
Do it.
Yay!
Yay!
That's it.
There. Now let me out, please.
I don't wanna spend all night in
the bogs with you. That's our girl.
There you are. Hi.
No, I don't wanna another drink,
I definitely don't want
any more coke,
and I am all out of advice.
They're all arseholes, OK?
I was actually just gonna ask you
whether you wanted me
to get you a cab.
Oh. Yes, please. Yes.
Yeah, shall we go? Yeah?
Come on, mama.
Let's go. You OK?
Where's she going?
Er, I think Walgate Road.
Yeah, it's it's in London.
He's pissed.
Is that all right?
Should be good, yeah.
Sarah! He's gonna take you.
All right. You're very special.
Bye, bye, bye.
Get home safe.
OK, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye.
Love you.
Bye-bye.
See you soon!
Thanks, mate.
Love you.
See you later.
Chat to you in a bit, babe.
Bye!
You're very popular.
Good night?
It certainly looked like it.
All them blokes were like bees
round a honeypot.
It was a friend's birthday party.
They were all over you.
Actually, they're all gay,
so it wasn't quite what it seemed.
Really?! Look, they don't know
what they're missing.
If you don't mind me saying,
I think you look
absolutely gorgeous tonight.
Yeah, I reckon you could probably
have turned one or two of 'em
if you wanted to.
Well, I'm not sure about that.
It's just nice to have a night out.
Why's that, then?
Just got out of prison or something?
Yeah, not far off.
I've got a nine-month-old baby.
I'm a single mum.
This is the first time I've been out
since he was born.
Sorry, look,
before we go any further,
what number Walgate Road was it?
Oh, just, erm
Just take me to number 17.
That'll be fine. 17?
Right.
And you live on your own, do you?
Yeah.
Righty-oh.
So, what's that like, then
you know, spending the night
with a load of gay guys?
Oh, they're lovely.
But you do end up
just being an agony aunt.
I bet!
Would have been nice if someone
at some point asked how I was doing.
OK, well, I'll ask.
How are you doing?
Oh.
You know getting on, I suppose.
But it's hard being on your own.
Why are you a single mum, then?
Well, it's my choice as much as his.
I want us to be together
cos we want to be together,
not cos we have to be.
Yeah, I get that.
Well, I've had
a great night tonight.
I had a big win at the casino
earlier, would you believe?
Oh, right. Good for you.
Here, look at this lot.
40 grand!
Can you believe it?!
Oh, wow.
Yeah, I've been wanting
to celebrate, but
I've got to finish my shift first,
ain't I?
Can't drink and drive.
I'll lose my licence
and be back to square one.
I was wondering
if you'd have a drink for me.
Oh, no, I
Celebrate for me, like.
No, I
I-I've got some Champagne here.
No, I've already had
too much to drink tonight.
Raise a glass for me.
I've been stuck behind this wheel
desperate to hear someone
say cheers.
No, thanks.
Come on.
Do me a favour and have a drink
on me. All right?
They give me a bottle of bubbly
at the casino with my winnings.
At least let me see someone
enjoying my good luck.
OK.
Atta girl.
So, what are you gonna do
with all that money?
To start with, your journey home
is on me tonight, all right?
Oh, thanks.
Oh, I dunno. Take some time off.
Go on a holiday
if I can find someone to go with me.
Erm, will you keep being a cabbie?
Probably.
I like meeting people.
I like talking to 'em.
Oh, God. I'm so sorry. I
I've spilt the drink.
No, no. No problem.
Here. Knock this one back.
There, go on.
Well, come on. You've
You've got to drink it now,
or you're gonna give me bad luck.
Well, go on, knock it back.
You got it?
Cheers.
Cheers.
You OK? Do you want anything else?
Erm
No, nothing, thanks.
Another drink?
No, thanks.
Do you smoke?
I'm trying to give up.
What's going on?
Thought we'd stop
for a little ciggy break.
Here.
Come on.
Take it.
Thanks.
Where are we?
I'll have one with you.
Lovely man.
All part of the service.
Are you OK?
Please can you help me? Erm
I've left my phone at home,
and I need to call my boyfriend.
It's all right.
Just calm down for me.
You seemed drunk
when you came in last night.
Take a seat. I'll be with you
in a second. Drunk? I wasn't drunk.
Sarah. Hey. What's going on?
Where have you been?
Hey.
God, don't touch me.
I'm dirty, I'm disgusting!
Sit down. Sit down.
What's going on?
What happened?
I think I was raped last night.
Rape? What do you mean "think"?
B-B-By who?
I was drugged and raped.
By who?
By the cab driver.
He must've put something
in my drink cos
Oh, God, he's got my handbag.
I haven't got my purse
or my glasses. Wait. He raped you?
Yeah, but I can't remember any of it
because he must have drugged me.
He said he'd won some money
at a casino
and he wanted to celebrate,
and then he gave me this drink.
He said it was Champagne,
but I remember it tasted funny.
I spilt the one glass.
Then he gave me another, and
..in the end,
I just drank it to shut him up.
Toxicology tests will establish
if there was anything in the drink.
Can you describe him, please?
I'd say he was
40 to 50 years old.
Medium build.
His hair was neat at the back.
It looked like it'd just been cut.
Can you tell us what he did to you?
W-Well, no, I can't,
because I don't remember any of it.
But I'm certain he drugged me.
And, erm
And this morning
..my vagina felt sore.
And there was what felt like
lubricant around it.
And my tights were all torn
around my crotch area.
Is there a chance you might have had
sex with someone
earlier in the night
and maybe forgotten about it? No.
Definitely not.
Now, I can tell you, Sarah,
you were brought to a police station
last night by a young man
who lives at 17 Walgate Road.
There's a girl in my taxi
who lives here.
She said number 17.
That's where I used to live.
Yeah, but why did you go to 17,
though?
Because
I can never remember
what number you are,
so I must have said 17,
and then I knew you were
a couple of doors down.
So, before I was brought
to the hospital,
he took me to the police station?
Him and the taxi driver.
The taxi driver?
Well, that's the guy that raped her.
So you'd have his name?
We should do, yeah.
We're going to need a urine sample
and a mouth swab. OK?
Did you bring her
a change of clothes?
Er, yeah.
PC Bolitho will be taking you
to a specialist rape centre
for an examination.
You've not had a bath or shower
since last night, have you?
Could you turn over, please?
I need to examine your back passage.
What?
Your anus.
In case he penetrated you there.
No, no. I'd know if someone had
had anal sex with me.
I'd feel it.
I'm sorry. I have to.
We'll be arranging what's called
an Achieving Best Evidence interview
with you,
where you come in to the station
while it's all fresh in your mind.
Haven't I already done that?
Sorry, but it needs to be done.
And should you wish, we can arrange
an appointment for you
at the sexually transmitted diseases
clinic.
Oh. Yeah. I do wish.
OK, there are also
victim support services
that we can connect you with.
Thank you.
Now, your bag, glasses and purse
are not missing.
I've been told they were taken
for forensic examination. OK.
Because I need my glasses to read.
Now, is there anything else
you wanna tell us?
Anything you wanna tell us
about now, Sarah,
that might be relevant?
If you mean did I have sex
with anyone else last night,
I've already told you, no, I didn't.
But I
I do wanna tell you one thing.
I really regret it,
but I did have a little bit
of cocaine last night. OK.
My friends just kept on at me,
and I gave in
and just had a little dab
to shut 'em up.
But it was only a tiny amount.
You're better off telling us now,
rather than us not knowing
and finding it in your samples.
So embarrassed.
Hey.
Can I touch her?
Yeah.
No. I still haven't had a shower.
Mr O'Carroll, would you be able
to come back to the station
with me now to make a statement?
Why?
We just wanna be
as thorough as possible.
He can confirm certain timings
and details and so on.
OK, yeah.
That makes sense.
All right, I won't be long.
OK.
She, erm
She came to London for college.
We was in digs in the area, erm
Initially, we were just neighbours.
And what about family?
Does she have family
down here with her?
They're all still, erm,
living in Newport,
so she hardly ever sees them.
How would you describe
Sarah's alcohol intake?
I mean, she likes a drink.
But, like, in a in a fun way.
I'd say it's normal.
Does she binge drink?
Nah. I mean, like I said,
she-she likes to have a laugh
on a night out.
And she actually
hadn't been on a night out
in quite a while before that,
because of the baby, so
..maybe she got drunk quicker.
And what about drugs?
What kind of drugs?
Marijuana. Cocaine.
No, no, I've never
never seen her take
any kind of drug. Not cocaine?
No, not-not that I know of.
'We have to ask this, Connor.
'Would you say that Sarah
is a sexually promiscuous person?'
No, I wouldn't say promiscuous.
Erm
But what do you mean?
Again, we have to ask,
is she the type of person who
for example, might meet up
with someone on a night out
and have sex with them?
'I-I don't know.'
'And maybe feel bad about that
afterwards?'
I don't know. Erm
No. No, no, no. Er
Not if she's in a relationship.
How are you feeling?
If he drove me to the station
in a taxi,
then they must have his name
or his badge number
or his licence number.
I mean, yeah, I suppose so.
Yeah, they must do.
They should be going round
his house now and arresting him.
I'm gonna get a beer. Do you, erm
Do you want something?
Ah. Glass of wine.
It's a bit odd, though, ain't it?
You know, if he raped you, that he'd
then take you to the police station?
What do you mean, "if"?
No, I don't mean it like that.
It's just, er
a figure of speech.
What did the police ask you?
Erm
Just general stuff, really,
about last night.
Times and stuff.
You see when you're feeding Jack,
does it matter
if you've been drinking alcohol?
Well, a little bit doesn't matter.
Anyway, I've pretty much stopped
feeding him now.
Yeah.
Why'd you just ask me that?
I'm just wondering.
I've just been raped,
for fuck's sake!
No, no. Look, I'm sorry.
I'm all over the fucking place!
I just
I'm sorry. Hey.
Hey. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Come on. Come on.
If the taxi driver drove
to the station,
they must be able
to find out who he is.
We'll work it out.
The urine sample we test
for chlamydia and gonorrhoea.
And with the blood sample,
we can check for syphilis,
hepatitis B or C and HIV.
I could fucking die from that.
If necessary, we can provide you
with PEP, which is a medication
that can help prevent HIV infection
if commenced soon after exposure.
The nurse will also be providing you
with emergency contraception,
a morning-after pill.
'Hello?'
Oh, hello. Is this PC Bolitho?
'Yes, that's me.'
Hi, yeah. Erm
'This is Sarah Adams.'
Hello, Sarah.
How are you feeling this morning?
Yeah, erm I just wanted to ask
if you'd managed to trace
the black cab driver that dropped me
at the police station?
I actually don't have
that information,
but in any case, I'm actually
not handling this investigation.
'It's been passed on
to my colleague DC Stephens,
'and he'll be in touch with you
in due course.'
Right, but this man's
still out there.
I I just wanna know
that he's been arrested.
'DC Stephens is the man to ask.'
Hello. Erm
Hi. Yeah? I'm looking for a guy
who helped me the other night.
I was in a bit of a state.
Hope you don't mind me
knocking on your door like this.
No, it's fine. Yeah, that was me.
Erm you look a bit different now
to what you did then.
Oh, God, I can only imagine.
Have you got a couple of minutes
to talk about it?
There you go.
Thanks, Bea.
Thank you.
OK.
It's so funny. I used to live here.
Really?
So, you're all students sharing?
Yeah.
And you got the short straw
when you opened the door.
I thought someone was trying
to break in.
What are you doing, man?
Er, there's a girl in my taxi
who lives here.
She says this is her front door key.
No, look, but she said number 17.
No, she don't live here.
Well, she was like that
when I picked her up.
Roaring drunk.
You need to go
to a police station now.
I could see
it was more than just drink,
so I immediately wondered
if you were drugged.
I was by him, I'm sure of it.
I'm pretty sure he assaulted me
on the way home.
Fuck.
I could sense
something was not right about him.
Listen, the woman's outside there
in his taxi,
she's basically unconscious.
Let's have it right. She's thrown up
all over the back of my cab.
I can't pick up any more jobs
till I get it cleaned up.
- Get up.
- Right, love. Come on.
You're all right.
That's it.
Just through this door here.
I didn't see them take his name.
They didn't even get my name.
What?!
When they got you inside,
I hung around for a bit.
She's not drunk, OK?
You can tell by looking at her.
She's been drugged.
So why aren't you checking out
the cab driver?
There's no way a cabbie
would pick someone up in that state.
Something's not right.
An ambulance has been called.
We'll take it from here.
They weren't interested
in anything I had to say.
Eventually, the ambulance turns up,
and they asked me to go home.
I think they thought that you
were off your head on drink,
or you were a junkie.
I got a good look at him.
If you showed me a picture,
I'd be able to identify him.
Thank you so much for helping me.
Is it OK if I give the police
your name? Of course.
Anything I can do to help.
OK.
'Hello. Can I help?'
Yeah. DC Paul Stephens, please.
This is Sarah Adams.
He's investigating my case.
'He's not available right now.'
OK, well, I have some information
that might be helpful,
so if someone could call me back
as soon as possible, please.
'Righto. We've got your number.
Someone will be in touch.'
Thank you.
They won't.
I know they won't.
DC Stephens. This is DC King.
Hello.
I've been trying to speak to someone
for a couple of days.
Yeah, sorry.
Things have been extremely busy.
Did anyone get
the taxi driver's name
when he took me
to the police station?
There's this guy at number 17,
Billy,
who helped me
on the night it happened.
Billy says that he thinks
that you didn't,
but I'm hoping that you did,
or you have something on CCTV?
I don't know, I'm afraid.
But we can certainly look into that.
Well, there must be something.
All right, well, leave that with us.
If you take a left up at the lights,
we can avoid the roadworks
on Carr Street. Yes, sir.
Oh, my God. That's it!
It was round the back
of those flats,
the road he took me down.
We should go down there!
All right, we'll make a note
and send someone down.
Yeah, there might be DNA there
or something.
I can tell you
exactly where he parked.
OK, OK, we'll look into it.
Oh, erm, I went to a GP,
and he made a note of all the
bruises I've got all over my body.
Thought you might wanna take
some photos of them.
Well, they could have been caused
at the hospital, of course,
as you were unconscious
when they were moving you.
But about today, it's called
Achieving Best Evidence interview.
Yeah, they told me what it was.
Right, well, it'll be other
officers doing the interview,
but, if you like,
I can give you a heads up
on what to expect
when they question you.
Yeah, OK. Thanks.
Had you already had
a lot to drink that night?
I had a few drinks, yes,
but I wouldn't say that I was drunk
when I got in the cab.
You had some cocaine, too?
Yes, like I say,
I was pressured into it
by my friends, and I regret it.
OK, so you drank the Champagne
that he offered you?
Yes. It tasted sort of funny.
Sort of bitter.
But after that, it's fragments.
Where did you wake up?
In the hospital.
I went to the toilet,
and I could see that my tights
were torn around the crotch,
I had lubricant around my vagina
and on my thighs,
and my vagina felt sore.
Why do you think you were raped?
Because of how my vagina felt.
I've never seen a rape victim
behave like that before.
She's not crying,
there's no emotion.
Was she like that
when you picked her up?
OK, they're happy
we haven't missed anything.
How do you think it went?
Well, if I'm honest
it was unusual.
What do you mean?
Most women in your situation,
they get angry, they get upset.
I was told not to show any emotion.
There's no right or wrong.
It's just what it is.
That's how you reacted.
Look, he said you wanted facts,
not tears.
That's what he said to me -
his exact words!
I wouldn't worry about it.
It's done now.
I'll organise a lift for you.
No, thank you,
I'll find my own way home.
How are you feeling now?
Shit.
Probably shouldn't be smoking.
Oh, fuck off!
Sarah, just calm down.
Look, I
I do wanna ask you something.
How come you stayed out so late
that night?
I don't know.
It's just how the night went.
You could've text me.
I was worried about you.
Cos I left my phone at home!
What is this, Connor?
I'm just I'm trying
to understand what happened.
Taxi!
'Lovely man.
'Maybe they can show me pictures
'of all the black cab drivers
in London.'
Babe, there's thousands of 'em.
I don't care.
I'm sure I'd recognise him.
Or my jeans.
When I dropped the drink
that he gave me,
there'll be some of that on them.
My top, there was sick on it,
so if they test that,
they can find out
what he drugged me with.
We need to leave it
to the police now.
They're gonna know the best way
to go about things.
They don't seem to have
much urgency about 'em.
Is there any chance you got things
mixed up in your head cos you?
What?
Because of what?
Because you took coke.
How do you know I took coke?
I I just put
two and two together.
I mean, police didn't say it
in that many words,
but I just assumed
from how they spoke.
Fucking bastard! I can't believe
they talked to you about that.
It was just a little bit cos Frankie
kept fucking on and on at me!
Look, I told them
I've never seen you do coke.
That was private information!
Well, hang on. Jack's my son too.
Meaning what?
You're breastfeeding,
so wh why would you do coke?
Cos I'm a shit mum, obviously.
I'm not saying that. I
I told you, I've pretty much
stopped breastfeeding,
but OK, I shouldn't have had any.
I don't know why I did.
I fucking hate myself.
I'm a shit mum!
No. That's not what I'm saying.
I'm just saying maybe that
made you go a little bit weird.
Do you know what made me go weird?
Testing to see if I have HIV
or fucking syphilis,
or worrying if I'm fucking pregnant!
Preg? Wait, and what? Are you?
I mean, they gave me something.
All the tests were negative.
That's good.
Yeah, could say that.
No, I mean
I mean, like, because then, maybe
And I'm only saying maybe,
but maybe that means
that you weren't assaulted by him.
But I was.
Yeah, but I just I keep thinking,
if he did do something,
why drive you to the police station?
Stop fucking saying "if"!
Please, Sarah, look,
just stay a couple more nights
until it calms down a bit.
It's not gonna calm down
in a couple of nights.
Sarah.
Sarah!
Sorry, love.
Gone a bit quiet, haven't I?
Just got lots on my mind.
Grown-up stuff.
Sorry I'm such a misery.
I'll tell you what.
How about this? Ready?
Ta-da! How was that?
OK, what about this?
Ta-da!
Is that better?
More? OK.
You ready?
Who's that?
That doesn't count, by the way.
You know, they told me they did have
the taxi driver's name.
And then they said he gave them
a false name and address.
And they finally told me last week
that nobody took his details
at the station that night.
I just can't believe
how crap they are.
Well, I'd recognise him,
and Mike would.
We had a big chat with him before
you got in, when we were paying him.
Paying him?
Yeah, I gave him 20 quid.
What?
He told me he was taking me home
for free
cos he'd won some money that night.
He'd even lied about that.
Well, surely there must be some CCTV
of his cab from the police station.
That's what I keep asking,
but they just don't seem interested.
Whereas they've mentioned
about 50 times
about there being cocaine
in my system.
I'm so sorry about that.
I'm such a twat.
It's my fault.
I should have said no
and stuck to it.
'Hello?'
Erm, yeah, DC Stephens?
It's Sarah Adams.
'Hi.'
Yeah, I need to talk to you quickly.
I'm with my friend Francis Peacock,
who was with me
the night it happened, and him
and another friend, Mike Rafter,
spoke to the taxi driver,
and Francis - Frankie - says
that they would both be able
to identify him.
Look, Sarah,
you've got to let us do our job.
I know it's frustrating,
but we are doing everything we can.
Did you talk to Billy Houghton,
the young guy at 17 Walgate Road,
who also got a good look at him?
I'm sure we will get to all of them
in due course,
but for the time being
Will you? Because
it just feels like
you've lost interest in everything.
'I can assure you
that's not the case.'
It just
It feels like you don't believe me.
'I'm really sorry
that it feels like that.'
Hi, yeah, it's Francis Peacock,
the guy she just mentioned.
I'm more than happy to come in
and talk with you
about the conversation I had
with the taxi driver that night.
What's the fucking point?!
Right, yeah, I'm gonna have to go,
because she's really upset.
So
What's the point?
Right, then, Spencer, what we got?
No DNA from her swabs,
and nothing on her clothing.
That's not unusual. It just means
he probably wore a condom.
Toxicology?
Trace cocaine,
blood alcohol 260 over 100,
which is pretty high.
Any other drugs? Sedatives?
Anything we've seen before
in cases of date rape?
That all came back negative.
I mean, we did find Citalopram,
which is actually
an anti-depressant,
and a little bit of codeine
and morphine,
but all at levels you'd expect
from over-the-counter medications.
Right.
Thanks, mate.
Hello?
'Hello. It's DC Paul Stephens.'
Yeah, hello.
'Sorry for the delay in calling you.
It's been very busy.'
Right, so, the first thing to say
is that all avenues were explored.
But did you speak to Billy Houghton
and Frankie Peacock and Mike Rafter?
I did visit
the nightclub you attended,
and I established that the area
outside is covered by CCTV.
'But when I reviewed it,
from the camera angle,
'it wasn't possible to identify
the cab picking you up.'
Right. What about when he dropped me
off at the police station?
Er, the forensic samples
taken from you came up negative,
except for the presence
of alcohol and cocaine,
and the medical examination
conducted upon you
found no evidence to corroborate
your assertion
that you were sexually assaulted
or raped.
Therefore, in light of all this,
I do have to tell you
that our investigation
is being closed down.
You know, it feels like
you're calling me a liar.
What about the bruises on me?
'I asked to come in so you could
take proper pictures of them.'
I believe something may have
happened to you that night,
but I do not believe
that you were raped.
'Is it possible you had sex with
one of the men you were out with?'
They were all gay.
'You must bear in mind that you
were over the drink-drive limit,
'and this will affect
your recollection of events.'
You didn't even find out who he was,
did you?
'I can tell you that the details
of your case will be kept on file
'at central office.
'If you would like to come
and collect your clothing
'and other possessions,
I can arrange for somebody
'to hand them over to you.'
No.
'No?'
No.
You're gonna need
to hang on to them,
cos one day,
you're gonna need them as evidence,
when you realise
you were wrong about me.
If a licenced black cab driver
is involved
in sexual attacks on women,
then this represents a real risk
to the community.
However, the facts of the case
do not support this.
The actions of the cab driver,
witnessed by police,
appear to be those of a responsible,
law-abiding individual.
In addition,
the woman's loss of consciousness
is consistent with the alcohol
and cocaine she consumed
given her recent abstinence.
The risk is therefore low.
Good night?
You look like you've enjoyed
yourself.
Oh, yeah. Erm, it was
just a catch-up with friends.
Male or female?
Female.
I was gonna say, if it was a fella,
what a lucky guy he is.
I've had a great night tonight
myself.