The Brief (2004) s01e01 Episode Script
The Road to Hell
1
SCANLON:
This is the state of man.
Today he puts forth
the tender leaves of hope.
Tomorrow blossoms
and bears his blushing honors
thick upon him.
The third day comes a frost,
a killing frost.
Nips his root and then he falls.
Acorn Media
[Organ plays]
He who would valiant be ♪
'Gainst all disaster ♪
[Horn blows]
Go on, to you.
Left a bit.
Mind there, governor.
You can't have played that piano
for a while.
This was inside.
Ex-wife, is it?
Alimony?
I'm late.
I've been there, mate.
Do you know what you need?
A good lawyer.
Go on.
All right.
Steady. Steady!
Steady!
What are the odds on Sargasso?
MAN:
Oi! Idiot!
11 to 10?
It's only got three legs.
I'll do 100.
Yeah, and a pony on Lovely Bear.
On the Visa.
MAN: Oi!
[Bell tolling]
[Indistinct conversations]
Oh.
Small domestic crisis.
Mr. Griffiths said you'd be
late for your own funeral,
so he won't mind you being late
for his.
Won't see his like again, Mo.
[Cellphone rings]
If Cleo gets Head of Chambers,
I'm retiring.
Um, two seconds.
Don't kiss me.
I didn't know you were coming.
Have to go.
[Siren wailing]
[Indistinct shouting]
You're in there.
I know you're in there!
I hate you!
CLERK: And on the first count,
Liam Walsh,
you are charged that on Sunday,
September the 22nd, 2002,
you murdered Graham Walsh.
And on the second count,
that you murdered Emma Walsh.
How do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?
LIAM:
Not guilty.
[Horn honking]
You killed my kids!
CLERK:
And on the first count,
Sheila Coombs,
you are charged that on Sunday,
September the 22nd, 2002,
you murdered Graham Walsh.
And on the second count,
that you murdered Emma Walsh.
How do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?
SHEILA:
Guilty.
I hate you!
You killed my kids!
Leave it.
Come on.
[Shouting continues]
Thank you.
Where are you today?
Standing next to you.
Really?
Are you for Sheila Coombs?
Sorry, I was only instructed
last night.
I'm her sister Nancy.
She didn't do this.
She would never.
It had crossed my mind.
Read this.
She changed her story,
and her QC got cold feet.
Understandable.
How are the stamps, Jacko?
It is your hobby, isn't it?
Good memory, Henry.
Philately will get you nowhere.
SHEILA:
[Gagging]
Sheila?
[Coughing]
Don't open the door.
Look, she's got to see a doctor.
She's all right.
It may be a cry for help, but
have you read the indictment?
They can only prove
the children were murdered
if Sheila meant to take
her own life.
It won't be good for her defense
if we draw attention to the fact
she's just lunched
on a plastic spoon.
Ah, defense?
All right, sir?
Fine.
Do you mind?
Excuse me.
She's okay.
I'm Henry Farmer.
Okay.
Liam and you are driving,
going along by the lake.
Kids are in the back seat.
Look, we'd better get
an adjournment.
She's not in a fit state.
When you and Liam gave
statements to the police,
you both said
it was an accident.
Why did you retract
your statement?
The car's in a terrible state.
You've got a ready-made
defense of accident.
Guilty.
[Coughing]
You can't change a guilty plea
five minutes before hearing.
[Knock on door]
BAILIFF:
Henry Farmer?
Since when did you start
following people to work?
We've called a number of times
at your home, sir.
Not bad news, I hope.
Did you tell the Revenue
where to find me?
I was joking.
I said, "Why not try
the Old Bailey?"
I didn't think they'd come
looking for you.
What are you doing here anyway?
I've got you a nice little
extra earner, like you wanted,
but it's a bit urgent.
We need your silver tongue
in a plea for mitigation, sir.
Not Charlie Vollands.
Mr. Vollands still remembers
how you got him off
in that bullion trial.
Luck.
I've got the Zelinsky appeal.
You're the one
with the gambling debts, sir.
Don't worry about it.
Plenty of potatoes.
I don't want to be a pet
barrister for bent solicitors.
You'll fit this in easy.
You're on a guilty
with this one, aren't you?
I just can't think of any reason
why you'd do this deliberately.
Kill yourself.
Kill Liam.
Kill Liam's kids.
Doesn't make any sense.
I had a brainstorm.
Okay.
The picnic.
They fished a whole lot
of stuff out the car
Biscuits, cakes,
homemade sandwiches, ice creams.
Why go to all that trouble
if you're just gonna drive
into the lake and end it all?
You'd rather not plead anything,
just to hell with it.
You're doing this for Liam,
aren't you?
'Cause you think the police
are out to get him.
That's quite a sacrifice,
Sheila.
Are you sure he's worth it?
Dead certain?
Did you write this
to your sister
about what you feared
Liam might do?
This guilty plea is crap,
isn't it?
What happened?
I don't know.
It was so quick.
You want to vacate a guilty plea
in a murder trial?
This is a very serious matter.
My lord, the defendant insists
to the police
that it was an accident.
She then enters
a plea of guilty.
Now she wants to change back
again.
My client spent two months
in hospital
being treated for the physical
and psychological effects
of this accident.
She seems to have confused
her own guilty feelings
about the deaths
of these two children
with actual guilt.
Your lordship's seen
the coverage in the media.
No doubt my learned friend
will want more time,
or has he perhaps got another
lucrative case on the go?
Thank you, Mr. Richards.
HENRY: I submit my client's
right to be tried by jury
is a basic human right.
I could be ready in three days.
Three days?
Are you drunk?
He won't go for it otherwise.
All right, Mr. Farmer.
We'll meet again here
in three days.
CLEO: You understand
that now you and Sheila
will be tried together?
And now she may give evidence
that might affect us.
I didn't want her
to plead guilty.
If I plead not guilty,
you mustn't use that.
Well, it says you're worried
about Liam with the kids.
I'm defending you, Sheila,
not prosecuting your boyfriend.
SHEILA:
I love you, Liam!
That's what happens, you see.
Circuit judge, a gong,
a bit of leisure, title,
respect of peers, you peg out.
Like that.
All for nothing.
Zilch.
George Middleton
for Head of Chambers.
Not taking any more bets.
I wish I had your confidence.
No doubt we shall all get
behind madam
and recognize
her sterling qualities
and her husband's millions.
Any work, Ben?
If the Chief Clerk doesn't
rate you, what can you do?
Ah.
A gift for you because you are
working all hours on my case.
That's very kind of you,
Mr. Zelinsky, but I can't.
I have not heard anything.
How long for?
Two days?
My solicitor tells me nothing.
Do we have a date
for the appeal?
I don't know.
Have to ask my clerk.
What is this?
Do you think we could talk
about this tomorrow?
Is it a funeral?
Oh, do forgive me.
Please.
He's had a sale in his shop
for the last 30 years.
Someone reported him,
and he got two years suspended
for Obtaining by Deception.
Lost all his posh customers.
Sorry about court today.
Oh, it won't affect me at all.
I'm only surprised the case
has come this far, aren't you?
Hello.
We can't go on meeting
like this.
There's a constituency do
after this,
and he wants me there.
He's being an arse about it.
But I can stay tomorrow.
He's away for a week.
I thought we had
an understanding
about "in public."
I saw you talking
to Polly Graham.
Didn't know you knew them.
All this Head of Chambers
nonsense, I don't want it.
The Baron doesn't see
enough of me as it is.
What's that?
You better see it.
Sheila Coombs wrote it
to her sister.
She says Liam's depressed
and she's worried he might
harm himself and the kids
if he doesn't get custody.
That's the last
for you today, sir.
Tomorrow morning.
Arvind Patel.
Snaresbrook.
You can't lose.
Are you going to use it?
No, I don't think I am.
Is this why you persuaded her
to change her plea?
HENRY:
No, I had my doubts before.
Don't worry.
What defense
are you going to run?
Simple accident.
Had someone take
a quick look at the car.
The right front
suspension's broken.
Wasn't in the police report,
so I'm getting another expert.
That's fine by me.
This is a malicious charge,
and my client wasn't driving,
anyway.
We don't want to cut
each other's throats, do we?
Are you gonna use that letter?
It would put Liam's defense
in a lot of trouble.
Would it get her off?
Tell me about
their relationship.
It was all about his ex.
Estelle this, Estelle that.
She controlled him
through access to the kids.
I told her to leave him.
Not that she ever listens to me.
How bad was it with Estelle?
As bad as it gets.
They fought for custody over
the kids when they split up.
He was unlucky not to get them.
Estelle drinks, but she
charmed the social workers
and he didn't, so he lost.
You've got to use that letter.
Liam's counsel won't take it
without a fight.
Look, two people say
they didn't do it,
then start tearing
each other apart,
what are the jury to think?
If Liam goes down, he pulls
your sister with him.
He's got the Vollands bail
hearing at 2:00.
It's gonna take him
an hour to get there.
It won't be Tuesday
- Are those the rent records?
- Mm.
- Everybody up to date?
- More or less.
I see Henry Farmer hasn't paid
his chambers fees this year.
I hope whoever's
Head of Chambers
will be tougher than Jeremy.
Morning.
Mr. Vollands' bail hearing
is at 2:00, sir.
Will you be lobbying
for George Middleton?
It would have been you, Cleo,
but you're not standing.
Aren't you?
BRACEWELL:
[Chuckling]
What happened?
It was Snaresbrook.
I was late.
The client was called
Arvind Patel.
I went to the clerks.
They said, "You're in number 2."
Solicitor seemed pleased
to see me.
He only defended
the wrong Arvind Patel.
SCANLON: And lost.
And then got the right one
convicted as well.
What a star.
[Laughs]
Never mind.
I hope you got paid twice.
Are you sure you're in
the right job, Mr. Halliwell?
Be nice to the ex-pupils
or I'll cut your balls off.
Stolen computers
in the boot of your Merc.
I suppose you was fitted up,
Charlie?
He's a joker, this one.
My driver was off, so I took
the car to the airport.
I was in a rush,
so I had me bag next to me
on the front seat.
I never looked in the boot.
Well, how did the police find
the stuff?
Somebody tried to break in
to Mr. Vollands' car
in the long-stay car park
at Stansted.
But they were disturbed
and ran off.
So the police waited for
Mr. Vollands to get back
and asked him to open up.
Anybody else, it'd be,
"Sorry, sir,
somebody's been at your car."
Same story.
Always on his back.
I could try and get the
indictment changed to receiving.
If you fight
a theft charge and lose,
you could get two years.
That's what I said, Dad.
I didn't nick two dozen crappy
little palm tops, Michael.
You shouldn't go to jail for
receiving if you plead guilty.
I'm not gonna plead guilty
to receiving crap!
What does it matter
as long as you stay out?
I don't want you to go
to prison.
Look, you're too old to risk it.
You like your creature comforts.
You see this boy, Henry?
London Business School.
Distinction in his first year.
I'm not going to jail.
I'm gonna win!
I do not know what they were
doing in my car.
That's final.
The truth.
I would take your advice,
but the wife's adamant.
It's your decision,
but if we go to a trial,
I may have a clash.
Ben will be around
when I can't be.
You're kidding me?
I'll see you all right.
How much do you owe
the bookies this month?
My fee's my fee, Charlie.
I can't corrupt you, can I?
You know, I still don't know
how you got me off
on that bullion trial.
Neither do I.
Any idea how those palm tops
got there?
Johnny Perez, my driver.
We're looking for Perez,
but I'm not holding my breath.
Anyway, you managed to scrape
bail together.
[Telephone rings]
[Beep]
Is this a joke?
Okay.
No, hang on.
I'll be there.
When I got him in the cab,
he says he's forgotten
where he lives.
Then he had some sort
of panic attack.
Says he's called Gillespie.
Yes, that's his name.
Long time no see.
I don't normally take 'em
in that state.
Keeps going on
about someone called Nasser.
Has he been watching
too much cricket?
He was in Suez.
Wanted to say something.
HENRY:
You're drunk.
How did you know my number?
Your clerk.
Very helpful.
Oh, dear.
Happen often?
SYMONS:
Once or twice a year.
You're very kind.
You old silly.
Come on.
Ooh.
Shall I come in?
SYMONS:
No, he'll be all right, love.
Uh, can I have your name?
Bye.
Come on, sir.
Mr. Farmer, sir.
Bad night, sir?
What is it?
The Zelinsky appeal.
Bugger Zelinsky.
Three weeks before the deaths
of Emma and Graham Walsh,
their mother
sought a court order
restraining Liam Walsh
from seeing his children.
Walsh was already angry
at losing a custody battle
with Estelle Walsh.
The prosecution will allege
that Walsh intended to kill
his children and himself
in a suicide pact
with the co-operation
of Sheila Coombs,
who was driving the car.
Sheila Coombs was vulnerable
and easily manipulated by Walsh.
Walsh convinced her that death
was the best way
of escaping her own problems
with her life.
We maintain that she was clear
about her intentions
when she drove the car
into the lake
with the children
in the back seat.
You look a bit off, Henry.
I've got to earn 20 grand
by the end of the month
or I'm bankrupt, Alfie.
Oh, these bookmakers,
they're all city types
these days.
Time was they just broke
your legs.
What are you doing
with Charlie Vollands?
Oh, I got him off a robbery
charge a few years back.
I still don't know how.
He nobbled the jury.
Good thing he did an' all 'cause
his barrister was a right prat.
[Laughs]
Want a tip?
Give up the nags.
Back on the football.
For example, Orient got
a big, thick center-half
called Gary Duff.
Now, don't laugh,
but he ain't scored a goal
for seven years.
Well, that's not his job, is it?
But regularly you can
get odds of 40 to 1
on him scoring his first goal.
And, sooner or later,
he's gonna pop one in.
Abdul, drink for Mr. Farmer.
When did you see Liam Walsh
last?
The week before.
I went to the pub for a drink,
and the landlord says
Liam was looking for me.
And what happened then?
ESTELLE:
I met Liam on the way home.
He started shouting at me.
RICHARDS:
And what did he say?
He said, "If you try that,"
meaning the court order,
"you won't be going anywhere
or them."
RICHARDS:
And what did you think then?
ESTELLE: Well, I was scared
out of my wits.
You took this to be a threat
to you and the children?
I know it was.
CLEO: Henry.
Henry?
You've heard
what the wife's saying.
If you bring in that letter,
my client's sunk.
You can see that, can't you?
I'm not going to bring it in.
I told you.
You promise?
I'm not playing dirty
if you don't.
Accident, okay?
She wouldn't do that to me.
You know her better than I do.
All I can say
is her barrister has a letter.
Now, it would help me
if you could tell me as much
as you know about Sheila.
Just in case.
I don't get you.
What do you mean?
[Telephone rings]
What the bloody hell
have you been doing
to upset Charlie Vollands?
Mr. Halliwell, sir.
We could lose
the Vollands brief.
Don't you worry, Mr. Halliwell.
I just asked him
a few questions.
Uh, who had the keys last?
Why he thought his chauffeur
would store stolen goods
in his boss's car?
He's gone mental.
Were you calling him a liar?
Sorry.
It wasn't that bad.
They sound like good questions
to me.
Have you thought
about journalism, sir?
Well
Here's one for you, Henry.
Bang to Rights.
3:30, Newmarket.
Would you give us a moment,
Paul?
Oh.
Sure.
Ow! Ohh!
I warned you.
Henry.
The piano?
Oh, yeah.
I never had time to play
the thing.
Still got the bed
desk.
Is it her?
And the odd poorish investment.
Oh, the four-footed sort?
Doctors drink,
barristers gamble.
Why don't you give me
something to save for?
How much do you owe?
Oh, not much.
I can get rid of this place.
[Laughs]
Um, it's rented.
Mm.
Mm.
Fiver says mine beats yours.
POLLY: Hmm.
You wish you never met me.
Nah.
I love your eyelashes,
the hairs under your arms,
your broken toenail,
the bit that's missing
from your tooth,
your flat feet.
And the keys are always
under the mat.
Go on, my son.
See, you won.
Don't be daft.
No, no.
Fair's fair.
How are you doing, love?
Keeping your spirits up?
Not too bad.
People forget
about the grandparents.
I loved those kids.
It's not going too well
for my son.
Estelle's lying
about what he said.
Liam says things,
but he doesn't do like he talks.
You know that.
You love him?
Our brief says you wrote
a letter to your sister,
about Liam.
Well, my barrister's not gonna
use it.
I told him not to.
I hope not because, like I said,
Liam hasn't said all he knows
About you.
About what you told him.
Because a lot of things
might get misunderstood.
What do you mean?
The police didn't find out
everything, did they?
[Clattering]
He loves you.
What did he want, Sheila?
He knows about the letter.
He thinks I'd use it.
What was your impression
of Liam's relationship
with Sheila Coombs?
I thought it was all right
at first.
She was nice to the kids.
But she was so quiet,
and I started to think
she wasn't right in the head.
She gave me the creeps.
It was like
she was dragging him down.
In the end, I didn't
want 'em near my kids.
And now it's too late.
Mrs. Walsh, hasn't it ever
crossed your mind for one minute
that this was a tragic accident?
No.
I know what he said.
"You won't be going anywhere
or them."
Those were his words,
weren't they?
Yes.
CLEO: And you understood that
to mean
that he would kill you and them?
Yes.
Liam thought you were
going to take the children
to live in Pakistan
with Rashid Latiff, didn't he?
ESTELLE:
He was wrong.
"You won't be going anywhere
or them."
Means something different now,
doesn't it?
Well, it's still a threat,
and my kids are dead.
Mrs. Walsh, have you ever been
treated for alcoholism?
Yes.
I'm better.
Mr. Walsh left you
because of your drinking.
That's what he said
in the custody hearing.
Yeah, but he lost, didn't he?
Because nobody believes him.
I mean, he left me
with the two kids.
Liam Walsh's family are
putting pressure on my client.
Well, I didn't ask them to.
I told you about that letter
in confidence.
I think that letter constitutes
a threat, don't you?
You may be tempted
to cut corners.
After all, you've had
so little time.
I don't cut corners.
Or throats.
They've got a weak case.
I'm not sure it is now.
I think the ex-wife
was pretty bad for us.
Because you kept lobbing her
the ammunition.
Actually, I'm more concerned
about what my client
has just told me about yours.
What's he said?
Come on, Cleo, don't play games.
Maybe you should get your client
to be more open with you.
How are we today, sir?
Young lady to see you.
Hi.
Johnny Perez, Dad's driver,
and I had a thing,
but it turns out,
I was one of many.
Do you know where he is?
JENNY:
Yes.
If I tell the solicitor,
Dad'll just break his legs,
so I thought
I'd come to you first.
You're right.
We'd better make sure
he can walk to court.
What was in your mind
when you set off?
Just giving the kids a decent
time and a nice picnic.
Were the kids happy?
Yeah.
They was excited about
getting away to the country.
What was Sheila's state of mind?
Don't know.
Quiet, I'd say.
CLEO:
Was she often quiet?
Yeah.
She had moods.
CLEO:
What sort of moods?
Moods that affected
her judgment?
I don't like this.
Uh, she got depressed.
She suffers from depression.
CLEO:
Did she talk about that?
LIAM:
Yeah.
She told me she'd been
in hospital for it.
Look, I want an immediate check
on those records.
Did she say anything
that made you worry about her?
She once said
we'd both be happier dead.
CLEO:
What did you think about that?
I told her not to be so daft.
Cleo?
I have to do the best
for my client.
Meanwhile, the prosecution
are off to research
my client's medical history.
Which you seem to be
the last to know about.
I tried to warn you.
Well, perhaps I can help you.
Are you putting Coombs
in the witness box?
I'm going to run a defense
of accident.
Why didn't you tell me you'd
been in a psychiatric hospital,
Sheila?
It was a long time ago.
You were in St. Michael's
for four months.
I was depressed, that's all.
I told you,
you can't use that letter.
I stuck my neck out for you
because I believe
you didn't do this.
Did Liam get his hand
on the wheel?
Did he trick you
off the road somehow?
Did he shout at you
to turn left?
What the hell happened?
I can't remember!
Then why the hell did you try
and plead guilty?
SHEILA:
He was good to me.
Kind.
Nobody's been that kind.
Okay.
We'll have to do the best
for you with what we've got.
Get me as much personal stuff
as you can.
Anything of Sheila's
that might contradict suicide.
Purchases, letters,
bank statements.
Anything that sounds positive.
I thought you'd better see it
for yourselves.
Wouldn't have passed its MOT.
Faulty brake light,
faulty indicator.
Iffy brakes.
But the brakes were marginal.
- BREWER: Legal?
- MILNER: Just.
What about the suspension?
It's well gone.
Could that have caused
the accident?
- Not this one.
- Why not?
Suspension's gone
on the right side.
It wouldn't have gone
off the road to the left.
In other words,
it's most likely the car
was deliberately driven
off the road.
So, where does this leave us?
Up the creek without a defense.
[Beeping]
[Beep]
ZAK: Dad, hi.
This is your Bondi Beach Boy
calling.
Long time no hear.
That's a hint.
So, how's it hanging?
Don't know how long I can talk
'cause ringing you is
strictly out in this household.
I guess you're not there.
By the way, I'm still mad
at you, but I love you.
WOMAN:
Who's that on the phone, Zak?
ZAK: Hang on.
Nobody. Okay?
Bye, Dad.
[Beep]
HENRY: You've changed
your story, haven't you?
No.
Weren't your original statements
all about not remembering
the events of the accident?
Now it's all about
Sheila Coombs is being quiet,
in a mood.
Are you trying to sacrifice
Sheila Coombs to save yourself?
No.
Nobody asked me
about Sheila before.
Did you pull the wheel,
Mr. Walsh?
No.
Did you trick Sheila Coombs?
Did you tell her it was safe
to turn when it wasn't?
No!
Got yourself a butler, then,
eh, Dad?
Mm, dreadful character.
Faith always likes me
to get the last train
in case he corrupts me.
How did you manage to get stuck
in the Criminal Bar?
What do you want, Judge?
In a few years' time,
you'll be getting to the age
where you'll be expected
to apply for silk.
I can tell you now,
you'll be turned down.
Look, I know this is the wrong
end of the law for you,
but I don't need the gown
and bands to get the work.
I'm talking about your private
life buggering up your career.
Come on, if every barrister
who gambled was blackballed,
there wouldn't be any lawyers.
And, anyway, you started that.
You took me to Cheltenham
when I was 7
and gave me 50 quid to spend.
This journalist woman.
Being an MP, her husband's got
a lot of friends.
Okay.
My advice to you
Not worth it for a woman.
How many times have we seen
each other in the last 20 years?
Four?
Five?
I didn't think
you'd amount to anything.
I always keep
your best interests in mind.
Oh, like sending me away
to school
and forgetting I existed.
I distinctly remember coming
at weekends.
Once to take me to tea.
And you picked up the wrong boy.
Yes, yes.
Drop the girl
and I'll put in a word.
Know why I won't?
Oh, love.
He's gay, isn't he, her husband?
Bisexual.
GILLESPIE:
Why hasn't she left him?
Sorry, I'm in the middle
of a murder trial.
Don't waste yourself.
Take more water with it.
RICHARDS: Why did you involve
Sheila Coombs in this picnic?
'Cause
I don't know.
She wanted to come.
Because you'd arranged to carry
out this appalling act together,
hadn't you?
No.
RICHARDS: She was in love
with the idea of death,
and you wanted to punish
your wife
for stopping you seeing
the children.
No.
It wasn't a surprise to you
when she suddenly turned
the wheel, was it?
You both knew what you were
going to do, didn't you?
It's not true.
I loved my kids.
Love makes people do
terrible things, Mr. Walsh.
And fear and cowardice
makes them want other people
to take the blame.
Do you want Sheila Coombs
to take the blame alone
for killing your children?
No, look, I don't know
why the car went off the road.
"We'd both be happier dead."
Isn't that what she said?
Yeah.
I never meant that, Liam!
Be quiet.
And sit down.
I think you should pay
your chambers rent, Henry.
It lets the side down.
Angry with me, Cleo?
Don't know what you mean.
Let's keep it out of chambers.
I don't want to look a fool in
court, this week of all weeks.
Standing for election after all?
I was persuaded.
I can't let people down.
One of the things I want to do
is get rid of Ray Scanlon.
He's bringing us
the wrong kind of client.
Criminals, you mean?
I want to go over the route
from the house to the lake
while it's still light.
But can you wait a minute?
I've got a quick meeting.
Sir.
We've got a problem, sir.
- Big problem.
- What? What is it?
Clash.
Monster clash.
You can't have an extra day
for Sheila Coombs.
I must. Sort it.
No, it's
You're supposed to be in
three courts at the same time
Vollands in Southwark,
Zelinsky in the Court of Appeal,
and Sheila Coombs up the Bailey,
unless you can finish her
by next Tuesday.
Do something for me.
Find me a cellphone
that works in Australia.
One with pictures.
Two at the same time
I can deal with.
Three, impossible.
You're staring a Misconduct
in the bright and beady, sir.
We found Perez, the chauffeur.
I don't believe his story.
He says in his statement
that he was sacked
before Vollands went away
and handed over all the keys
to his son Michael.
- Interesting.
- And
You're not suggesting Michael
had anything to do with this?
- Go on, Ben.
- I had a look at
How did this happen?
All right, I based it all on
Sheila Coombs pleading guilty.
Look, tell Cleo I screwed up.
She'll love it.
She can't wait to get rid of me.
I pushed you into it.
Here, I'm going to be examining
Sheila Coombs tomorrow
and I don't have a junior,
and if I did,
it's too important anyway.
What'll we do?
So I drop Zelinsky.
You're gonna be bankrupt
if you do.
And it's too short notice.
And you've still got Vollands
starting on the same day.
And you need a check for that,
too.
Fine, Ben does Vollands.
You can't leave him in a trial
with that lot. It'll ruin him.
Coombs comes first.
Excuse me, both defendants
changed their stories.
You and Cleo have been biting
lumps out of each other.
You're screwed.
How much more time do you
Henry, the people
who the police interviewed
at the store
where the computers were stolen,
one of them is a trainee manager
on secondment
from the London Business School.
Same year as Charlie Vollands'
son Michael.
I checked.
- Well done.
- Sir.
What are you gonna do?
Try and get the carpet man
an adjournment.
Zelinsky.
You don't get one,
you'll have to drop it.
Drop Zelinsky,
you lose your Switch Card.
I don't care.
Coombs comes first.
Seven minutes
at 30 miles an hour.
It took them 14.
Hang on.
Slow down.
Pull in.
Would you get me
her bank statements?
We need a copy
of that last check.
She bought the kids ice creams.
How far back
do your CCTV tapes go?
BRACEWELL:
Sorry, I'm against you today.
But you have the star role.
Presided over by the
usual commercial superstar
dirtying his hands with crime.
My lords
I don't think you've ever come
before me,
have you, Mr. Farmer?
I'm sure I'd remember it,
my lord.
We have considered your request
for an adjournment,
and it seems to me a very
impertinent application indeed.
Murder or Treason,
the Court of Appeal will not
defer to a lower court,
and I'm afraid
you may have forgotten,
that is what the
Central Criminal Court is.
Therefore your request
is refused.
If you're not ready tomorrow,
then Mr. Zelinsky will have
to engage another counsel.
I'll post your package for you.
Thanks.
Out tonight?
Yeah.
Not the same without
my old hubby, but still
Of course,
you were a National Champion.
Mm.
Formation.
Amateur.
Well, you look great.
By the way
I think the young lady
is beautiful,
and I hope one day
you'll be very happy.
Thank you.
It is cancer, isn't it,
that her husband's got?
Yeah.
She was going to leave him.
Then it happened,
and she couldn't.
Well, if she's decent to him,
then you'll be all right.
You're rather good, Mr. Farmer.
But tomorrow, Mo,
I'm going to be bad.
This is a military operation.
Anything goes wrong, this is me.
- Mm!
- Toast.
Crumpet.
- [Horn honking]
- Oh.
See you.
Bloody hell.
I don't gamble.
Oh, do us a favor?
Put that on Gary Duff,
to score the first goal
for Orient.
You must be joking.
VOLLANDS:
I'll pull your fingernails out
if you screw me again.
There you go.
I don't know how you blokes
get away with it.
Don't worry.
Whatever he says, I wrote.
By the way, your check
might be a bit late.
We've just had to sack
our bookkeeper.
CLERK: On the count
of receiving, how do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?
Guilty.
Uh, this is Miss Coombs'
counsel's clerk.
I'm afraid he's had an accident
on the way to court.
Well, this is the Old Bailey,
isn't it?
Switchboard's down.
Just get me to the Appeal Court.
You cut it a bit fine.
Oh, God.
It's my barrister.
All these people
are my satisfied clients,
and they will speak up for me.
How long have you got?
You don't understand.
I came to this country.
I have been good
for this country.
It's not a retrial,
Mr. Zelinsky.
It's just about a point of law.
But I am paying a lot of money.
It's a good point of law.
But if I were you,
I'd come back on your own
this afternoon for the verdict.
What do you mean?
This is a very complex issue,
and the law on this
needs some elucidation.
Are you all right, Mr. Farmer?
I'm afraid I've been
taken ill, sir.
Oh, dear.
May I?
Come out in five minutes.
Give them a progress report,
try and get it adjourned
till 2:00.
Can you tell me what happened
in the car at the lake,
in your own words?
Do you remember what happened?
Not very well.
Can you try?
One minute, I was on the road,
the next, I wasn't.
Did the steering wheel
jerk violently?
Please don't lead.
I don't remember.
HENRY:
Can you describe what happened?
One minute, I was on the road,
the next, I wasn't.
Sheila
That's all I want to say.
Can I get down now?
Have you finished, Mr. Farmer?
She's not in a fit state.
You owe me this.
My client's clearly not fit.
Oh, come, now.
I hope my learned friend
has some compassion.
Half an hour.
Come on.
No.
Okay.
In the last 20 years, my
client has led a blameless life
as a prominent jeweler
in Hatton Garden.
But as Shakespeare said
in "Measure For Measure,"
"We must not make a scarecrow
out of justice."
Ever tried to kill yourself?
No.
When you were
in a psychiatric hospital,
a lady you were close to
hanged herself, didn't she?
Yes.
RICHARDS:
Remember her name?
Mary Kelly.
You and Mary Kelly were friends,
weren't you?
Yes.
Sort of.
You had a suicide pact
with Mary Kelly, didn't you?
A suicide pact
that was well-known
to all doctors in the hospital.
That's right, isn't it?
We're sunk.
It wasn't true.
RICHARDS:
What wasn't true?
Well, one of the nurses
didn't like me.
She bad-mouthed me
to the doctor.
He just believed
what she told him.
Not a very competent doctor,
then?
My lord, this is intolerable.
My friend is introducing
gossip and hearsay,
waving around reports that
he can't introduce as evidence.
This?
This is my council tax.
- [Laughter]
- Quiet, please.
The suicide pact was
a story invented by the nurse,
was it, Miss Coombs?
I was 19 years old.
I didn't want Mary
to harm herself.
I told her not to,
but she kept going on at me.
She said
we'd be better off dead.
Is that what she said?
It has a familiar ring.
I wish I was dead now.
I wish you'd all go to hell
and leave me alone!
NANCY:
Leave her alone!
You leave her alone!
No more questions.
We'll adjourn for lunch
and then closing speeches.
I would like to re-examine,
my lord.
Very well.
I've yet to see any semblance
of a defense, Farmer.
No, Judge.
You think three days was enough?
Right, Mr. Farmer.
Sheila, I want to take you
through those last minutes
in the car again.
The children
were in the back seat.
Were they quiet or noisy?
What were they doing?
Singing, fighting?
Eating sweets, perhaps?
There's something in
the inventory from the car
Ice-cream wrappers.
Ice creams.
When did you stop
for ice creams?
The ice creams?
Remember you said the children
were eating ice creams.
Where did you get them from?
When I stopped to
What?
Fill up with petrol.
You filled up with petrol?
How did you pay for it?
With a check.
I don't have a credit card.
Would you please look at this
and tell me what it is?
It's the check I wrote.
HENRY: Payable to the James Road
Garage, September the 22nd?
Yes.
HENRY:
How much is it for?
£9.30.
How much did you have
in the bank that day?
I don't know.
Was it a lot more than that
or not much?
Not much.
May I exhibit the defendant's
bank statement for that day,
showing the withdrawal
and the balance
after that transaction.
Was that almost all you had
in the world?
Yes.
Is my learned friend
trying to show
his client didn't care
about her finances
because of what
she'd planned to do?
Please sit down, Mr. Richards.
In fact, your balance
after that transaction
was just under a pound.
You bought £8 worth of petrol,
exactly,
and the ice creams.
Why that amount of petrol?
I didn't want to be overdrawn.
They charge you.
And this transaction took
place about four minutes
before the prosecution alleges
you attempted suicide.
And you were worrying
about your overdraft?
I object.
Yes, this should not be
a cross-examination, Mr. Farmer.
So, to continue the journey
up the hill,
there's a post box,
barrier fence,
then the road begins to swing
to the right
and goes downhill.
So the car was turning,
and you were going how fast?
20, 30,
40, 50?
Which?
30ish.
As little as 30?
So, if Liam had turned the wheel
the other way,
it wouldn't have gone
into the water.
No, he didn't.
He just lost control.
[Spectators murmuring]
Liam was driving the car,
was he?
I strongly object.
This has gone
from re-examination
to cross-examination,
and now it's trickery.
Nevertheless,
I would like Miss Coombs
to answer the question
as if I had asked it.
Now, you are under oath.
He wasn't driving.
Did anyone ever show you CCTV
footage of the garage forecourt?
Am I and the jury
going to see it?
I have no objection,
in due course.
Who was driving the car, Sheila?
Liam.
We changed over
at the petrol station
after I bought the kids
ice creams.
You miserable bastard!
- They had all their lives.
- Be quiet.
It wasn't like that.
It wasn't planned.
Did he tell you
what he was going to do?
You don't understand.
He came to see me in hospital.
He'd lost his children.
He didn't remember anything.
He thought he'd been driving,
but he wasn't sure.
And I knew that there were
people that saw me start off,
so I said, no,
no, it was me driving
all the time.
Why did you tell him that?
Go on.
We were supposed to be
going to the country,
but Liam wanted to picnic
at the lake.
I knew that's where
he took them with Estelle.
And I was shouting at him.
And he was gripping the wheel
and telling me
to leave him alone,
and the kids were telling us
not to argue.
And then he just turned
the wheel
as if he couldn't take anymore.
It was my fault.
It was.
I'm sorry, Liam.
Sheila.
I'm sorry.
Mr. Farmer back at last.
Are we to be honored
with your presence,
or is this just a flying visit?
Ready when you are, my lord.
A search of the lavatories
proved fruitless.
The local hospitals drew
a blank.
We were on the point of trying
the Central Criminal Court.
Well, then, we have studied
the law on this matter,
and the point you make
is interesting and intelligent.
Surprisingly so.
When is a carpet sale
not a sale,
but Obtaining by Deception?
Now, I shall give
the court's reasons
for refusing this appeal.
Yeah?
All right.
Come on, love.
Yeah, come on, that's it.
Let's go.
There you go.
Yeah, that's it.
You'll be all right.
There you go.
All right.
Okay.
Have the jury reached a verdict
on which you are all agreed?
We have.
On the count of murder, do you
find the defendant Liam Walsh
guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
But guilty of manslaughter.
CLERK:
On the count of murder,
do you find the defendant
Sheila Coombs
guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
JUDGE: Sheila Coombs,
you're discharged.
Mrs. Steyn, I'll put your
client's case back four weeks
for pre-sentencing report.
In custody, I'm afraid.
Personally, I didn't find
the CCTV much help.
Couldn't see who was driving.
Well, you know
Now, why does winning
feel like losing?
To our new Head of Chambers.
And all who sail in her.
SCANLON:
Well done, miss.
Thank you.
BRACEWELL:
Marvelous.
I really thought you were
going to bring up that letter.
I'm not a complicated bloke,
Cleo.
I usually say what I mean.
I was distracted, as you said.
A just result.
Ken Prettyman's check seems
a bit large,
so you should scrape by, sir.
You're the devil, Ray.
Thank you, sir.
So that's what I said to him.
[Indistinct conversations]
So you got Charlie off
with a suspended, did you?
Well, if you know the judge
is partial to Shakespeare,
quote Shakespeare, I say.
The real point is that
Charlie has this woman.
Nita persuaded him
to plead not guilty
because she thought
he'd go down.
She thought if Charlie was out
of circulation for a while,
the girl would get off
with someone else.
[Laughter]
By the way, uh
did you hear about Gary Duff?
Gary Duff?
What happened?
I had money on him to score.
Fifty to one on him scoring
the first goal today.
Crap game.
He did a hamstring.
But they do sub all their subs,
so he had to stay on.
Nil-nil at 90 minutes.
Okay.
Who's buying?
Yeah, but the referee gave
seven minutes extra time.
Last minute,
Orient got a corner.
Duffy hobbles into the box,
ball comes over,
ricochets off his backside,
hits the inside
of the near post.
Ball doesn't go in.
Hits the offside post
and in it goes.
Crowd go mad.
One-nil.
Yes!
[Laughter]
Disallowed for a push.
Tell me one question.
Do you like your job, Henry?
Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
Didn't have a lot on, did you?
[Cellphone rings]
Oh.
[Beep]
ZAK:
Dad, hi.
Zak.
That's great.
I can see you.
How's it hanging?
Acorn Media
SCANLON:
This is the state of man.
Today he puts forth
the tender leaves of hope.
Tomorrow blossoms
and bears his blushing honors
thick upon him.
The third day comes a frost,
a killing frost.
Nips his root and then he falls.
Acorn Media
[Organ plays]
He who would valiant be ♪
'Gainst all disaster ♪
[Horn blows]
Go on, to you.
Left a bit.
Mind there, governor.
You can't have played that piano
for a while.
This was inside.
Ex-wife, is it?
Alimony?
I'm late.
I've been there, mate.
Do you know what you need?
A good lawyer.
Go on.
All right.
Steady. Steady!
Steady!
What are the odds on Sargasso?
MAN:
Oi! Idiot!
11 to 10?
It's only got three legs.
I'll do 100.
Yeah, and a pony on Lovely Bear.
On the Visa.
MAN: Oi!
[Bell tolling]
[Indistinct conversations]
Oh.
Small domestic crisis.
Mr. Griffiths said you'd be
late for your own funeral,
so he won't mind you being late
for his.
Won't see his like again, Mo.
[Cellphone rings]
If Cleo gets Head of Chambers,
I'm retiring.
Um, two seconds.
Don't kiss me.
I didn't know you were coming.
Have to go.
[Siren wailing]
[Indistinct shouting]
You're in there.
I know you're in there!
I hate you!
CLERK: And on the first count,
Liam Walsh,
you are charged that on Sunday,
September the 22nd, 2002,
you murdered Graham Walsh.
And on the second count,
that you murdered Emma Walsh.
How do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?
LIAM:
Not guilty.
[Horn honking]
You killed my kids!
CLERK:
And on the first count,
Sheila Coombs,
you are charged that on Sunday,
September the 22nd, 2002,
you murdered Graham Walsh.
And on the second count,
that you murdered Emma Walsh.
How do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?
SHEILA:
Guilty.
I hate you!
You killed my kids!
Leave it.
Come on.
[Shouting continues]
Thank you.
Where are you today?
Standing next to you.
Really?
Are you for Sheila Coombs?
Sorry, I was only instructed
last night.
I'm her sister Nancy.
She didn't do this.
She would never.
It had crossed my mind.
Read this.
She changed her story,
and her QC got cold feet.
Understandable.
How are the stamps, Jacko?
It is your hobby, isn't it?
Good memory, Henry.
Philately will get you nowhere.
SHEILA:
[Gagging]
Sheila?
[Coughing]
Don't open the door.
Look, she's got to see a doctor.
She's all right.
It may be a cry for help, but
have you read the indictment?
They can only prove
the children were murdered
if Sheila meant to take
her own life.
It won't be good for her defense
if we draw attention to the fact
she's just lunched
on a plastic spoon.
Ah, defense?
All right, sir?
Fine.
Do you mind?
Excuse me.
She's okay.
I'm Henry Farmer.
Okay.
Liam and you are driving,
going along by the lake.
Kids are in the back seat.
Look, we'd better get
an adjournment.
She's not in a fit state.
When you and Liam gave
statements to the police,
you both said
it was an accident.
Why did you retract
your statement?
The car's in a terrible state.
You've got a ready-made
defense of accident.
Guilty.
[Coughing]
You can't change a guilty plea
five minutes before hearing.
[Knock on door]
BAILIFF:
Henry Farmer?
Since when did you start
following people to work?
We've called a number of times
at your home, sir.
Not bad news, I hope.
Did you tell the Revenue
where to find me?
I was joking.
I said, "Why not try
the Old Bailey?"
I didn't think they'd come
looking for you.
What are you doing here anyway?
I've got you a nice little
extra earner, like you wanted,
but it's a bit urgent.
We need your silver tongue
in a plea for mitigation, sir.
Not Charlie Vollands.
Mr. Vollands still remembers
how you got him off
in that bullion trial.
Luck.
I've got the Zelinsky appeal.
You're the one
with the gambling debts, sir.
Don't worry about it.
Plenty of potatoes.
I don't want to be a pet
barrister for bent solicitors.
You'll fit this in easy.
You're on a guilty
with this one, aren't you?
I just can't think of any reason
why you'd do this deliberately.
Kill yourself.
Kill Liam.
Kill Liam's kids.
Doesn't make any sense.
I had a brainstorm.
Okay.
The picnic.
They fished a whole lot
of stuff out the car
Biscuits, cakes,
homemade sandwiches, ice creams.
Why go to all that trouble
if you're just gonna drive
into the lake and end it all?
You'd rather not plead anything,
just to hell with it.
You're doing this for Liam,
aren't you?
'Cause you think the police
are out to get him.
That's quite a sacrifice,
Sheila.
Are you sure he's worth it?
Dead certain?
Did you write this
to your sister
about what you feared
Liam might do?
This guilty plea is crap,
isn't it?
What happened?
I don't know.
It was so quick.
You want to vacate a guilty plea
in a murder trial?
This is a very serious matter.
My lord, the defendant insists
to the police
that it was an accident.
She then enters
a plea of guilty.
Now she wants to change back
again.
My client spent two months
in hospital
being treated for the physical
and psychological effects
of this accident.
She seems to have confused
her own guilty feelings
about the deaths
of these two children
with actual guilt.
Your lordship's seen
the coverage in the media.
No doubt my learned friend
will want more time,
or has he perhaps got another
lucrative case on the go?
Thank you, Mr. Richards.
HENRY: I submit my client's
right to be tried by jury
is a basic human right.
I could be ready in three days.
Three days?
Are you drunk?
He won't go for it otherwise.
All right, Mr. Farmer.
We'll meet again here
in three days.
CLEO: You understand
that now you and Sheila
will be tried together?
And now she may give evidence
that might affect us.
I didn't want her
to plead guilty.
If I plead not guilty,
you mustn't use that.
Well, it says you're worried
about Liam with the kids.
I'm defending you, Sheila,
not prosecuting your boyfriend.
SHEILA:
I love you, Liam!
That's what happens, you see.
Circuit judge, a gong,
a bit of leisure, title,
respect of peers, you peg out.
Like that.
All for nothing.
Zilch.
George Middleton
for Head of Chambers.
Not taking any more bets.
I wish I had your confidence.
No doubt we shall all get
behind madam
and recognize
her sterling qualities
and her husband's millions.
Any work, Ben?
If the Chief Clerk doesn't
rate you, what can you do?
Ah.
A gift for you because you are
working all hours on my case.
That's very kind of you,
Mr. Zelinsky, but I can't.
I have not heard anything.
How long for?
Two days?
My solicitor tells me nothing.
Do we have a date
for the appeal?
I don't know.
Have to ask my clerk.
What is this?
Do you think we could talk
about this tomorrow?
Is it a funeral?
Oh, do forgive me.
Please.
He's had a sale in his shop
for the last 30 years.
Someone reported him,
and he got two years suspended
for Obtaining by Deception.
Lost all his posh customers.
Sorry about court today.
Oh, it won't affect me at all.
I'm only surprised the case
has come this far, aren't you?
Hello.
We can't go on meeting
like this.
There's a constituency do
after this,
and he wants me there.
He's being an arse about it.
But I can stay tomorrow.
He's away for a week.
I thought we had
an understanding
about "in public."
I saw you talking
to Polly Graham.
Didn't know you knew them.
All this Head of Chambers
nonsense, I don't want it.
The Baron doesn't see
enough of me as it is.
What's that?
You better see it.
Sheila Coombs wrote it
to her sister.
She says Liam's depressed
and she's worried he might
harm himself and the kids
if he doesn't get custody.
That's the last
for you today, sir.
Tomorrow morning.
Arvind Patel.
Snaresbrook.
You can't lose.
Are you going to use it?
No, I don't think I am.
Is this why you persuaded her
to change her plea?
HENRY:
No, I had my doubts before.
Don't worry.
What defense
are you going to run?
Simple accident.
Had someone take
a quick look at the car.
The right front
suspension's broken.
Wasn't in the police report,
so I'm getting another expert.
That's fine by me.
This is a malicious charge,
and my client wasn't driving,
anyway.
We don't want to cut
each other's throats, do we?
Are you gonna use that letter?
It would put Liam's defense
in a lot of trouble.
Would it get her off?
Tell me about
their relationship.
It was all about his ex.
Estelle this, Estelle that.
She controlled him
through access to the kids.
I told her to leave him.
Not that she ever listens to me.
How bad was it with Estelle?
As bad as it gets.
They fought for custody over
the kids when they split up.
He was unlucky not to get them.
Estelle drinks, but she
charmed the social workers
and he didn't, so he lost.
You've got to use that letter.
Liam's counsel won't take it
without a fight.
Look, two people say
they didn't do it,
then start tearing
each other apart,
what are the jury to think?
If Liam goes down, he pulls
your sister with him.
He's got the Vollands bail
hearing at 2:00.
It's gonna take him
an hour to get there.
It won't be Tuesday
- Are those the rent records?
- Mm.
- Everybody up to date?
- More or less.
I see Henry Farmer hasn't paid
his chambers fees this year.
I hope whoever's
Head of Chambers
will be tougher than Jeremy.
Morning.
Mr. Vollands' bail hearing
is at 2:00, sir.
Will you be lobbying
for George Middleton?
It would have been you, Cleo,
but you're not standing.
Aren't you?
BRACEWELL:
[Chuckling]
What happened?
It was Snaresbrook.
I was late.
The client was called
Arvind Patel.
I went to the clerks.
They said, "You're in number 2."
Solicitor seemed pleased
to see me.
He only defended
the wrong Arvind Patel.
SCANLON: And lost.
And then got the right one
convicted as well.
What a star.
[Laughs]
Never mind.
I hope you got paid twice.
Are you sure you're in
the right job, Mr. Halliwell?
Be nice to the ex-pupils
or I'll cut your balls off.
Stolen computers
in the boot of your Merc.
I suppose you was fitted up,
Charlie?
He's a joker, this one.
My driver was off, so I took
the car to the airport.
I was in a rush,
so I had me bag next to me
on the front seat.
I never looked in the boot.
Well, how did the police find
the stuff?
Somebody tried to break in
to Mr. Vollands' car
in the long-stay car park
at Stansted.
But they were disturbed
and ran off.
So the police waited for
Mr. Vollands to get back
and asked him to open up.
Anybody else, it'd be,
"Sorry, sir,
somebody's been at your car."
Same story.
Always on his back.
I could try and get the
indictment changed to receiving.
If you fight
a theft charge and lose,
you could get two years.
That's what I said, Dad.
I didn't nick two dozen crappy
little palm tops, Michael.
You shouldn't go to jail for
receiving if you plead guilty.
I'm not gonna plead guilty
to receiving crap!
What does it matter
as long as you stay out?
I don't want you to go
to prison.
Look, you're too old to risk it.
You like your creature comforts.
You see this boy, Henry?
London Business School.
Distinction in his first year.
I'm not going to jail.
I'm gonna win!
I do not know what they were
doing in my car.
That's final.
The truth.
I would take your advice,
but the wife's adamant.
It's your decision,
but if we go to a trial,
I may have a clash.
Ben will be around
when I can't be.
You're kidding me?
I'll see you all right.
How much do you owe
the bookies this month?
My fee's my fee, Charlie.
I can't corrupt you, can I?
You know, I still don't know
how you got me off
on that bullion trial.
Neither do I.
Any idea how those palm tops
got there?
Johnny Perez, my driver.
We're looking for Perez,
but I'm not holding my breath.
Anyway, you managed to scrape
bail together.
[Telephone rings]
[Beep]
Is this a joke?
Okay.
No, hang on.
I'll be there.
When I got him in the cab,
he says he's forgotten
where he lives.
Then he had some sort
of panic attack.
Says he's called Gillespie.
Yes, that's his name.
Long time no see.
I don't normally take 'em
in that state.
Keeps going on
about someone called Nasser.
Has he been watching
too much cricket?
He was in Suez.
Wanted to say something.
HENRY:
You're drunk.
How did you know my number?
Your clerk.
Very helpful.
Oh, dear.
Happen often?
SYMONS:
Once or twice a year.
You're very kind.
You old silly.
Come on.
Ooh.
Shall I come in?
SYMONS:
No, he'll be all right, love.
Uh, can I have your name?
Bye.
Come on, sir.
Mr. Farmer, sir.
Bad night, sir?
What is it?
The Zelinsky appeal.
Bugger Zelinsky.
Three weeks before the deaths
of Emma and Graham Walsh,
their mother
sought a court order
restraining Liam Walsh
from seeing his children.
Walsh was already angry
at losing a custody battle
with Estelle Walsh.
The prosecution will allege
that Walsh intended to kill
his children and himself
in a suicide pact
with the co-operation
of Sheila Coombs,
who was driving the car.
Sheila Coombs was vulnerable
and easily manipulated by Walsh.
Walsh convinced her that death
was the best way
of escaping her own problems
with her life.
We maintain that she was clear
about her intentions
when she drove the car
into the lake
with the children
in the back seat.
You look a bit off, Henry.
I've got to earn 20 grand
by the end of the month
or I'm bankrupt, Alfie.
Oh, these bookmakers,
they're all city types
these days.
Time was they just broke
your legs.
What are you doing
with Charlie Vollands?
Oh, I got him off a robbery
charge a few years back.
I still don't know how.
He nobbled the jury.
Good thing he did an' all 'cause
his barrister was a right prat.
[Laughs]
Want a tip?
Give up the nags.
Back on the football.
For example, Orient got
a big, thick center-half
called Gary Duff.
Now, don't laugh,
but he ain't scored a goal
for seven years.
Well, that's not his job, is it?
But regularly you can
get odds of 40 to 1
on him scoring his first goal.
And, sooner or later,
he's gonna pop one in.
Abdul, drink for Mr. Farmer.
When did you see Liam Walsh
last?
The week before.
I went to the pub for a drink,
and the landlord says
Liam was looking for me.
And what happened then?
ESTELLE:
I met Liam on the way home.
He started shouting at me.
RICHARDS:
And what did he say?
He said, "If you try that,"
meaning the court order,
"you won't be going anywhere
or them."
RICHARDS:
And what did you think then?
ESTELLE: Well, I was scared
out of my wits.
You took this to be a threat
to you and the children?
I know it was.
CLEO: Henry.
Henry?
You've heard
what the wife's saying.
If you bring in that letter,
my client's sunk.
You can see that, can't you?
I'm not going to bring it in.
I told you.
You promise?
I'm not playing dirty
if you don't.
Accident, okay?
She wouldn't do that to me.
You know her better than I do.
All I can say
is her barrister has a letter.
Now, it would help me
if you could tell me as much
as you know about Sheila.
Just in case.
I don't get you.
What do you mean?
[Telephone rings]
What the bloody hell
have you been doing
to upset Charlie Vollands?
Mr. Halliwell, sir.
We could lose
the Vollands brief.
Don't you worry, Mr. Halliwell.
I just asked him
a few questions.
Uh, who had the keys last?
Why he thought his chauffeur
would store stolen goods
in his boss's car?
He's gone mental.
Were you calling him a liar?
Sorry.
It wasn't that bad.
They sound like good questions
to me.
Have you thought
about journalism, sir?
Well
Here's one for you, Henry.
Bang to Rights.
3:30, Newmarket.
Would you give us a moment,
Paul?
Oh.
Sure.
Ow! Ohh!
I warned you.
Henry.
The piano?
Oh, yeah.
I never had time to play
the thing.
Still got the bed
desk.
Is it her?
And the odd poorish investment.
Oh, the four-footed sort?
Doctors drink,
barristers gamble.
Why don't you give me
something to save for?
How much do you owe?
Oh, not much.
I can get rid of this place.
[Laughs]
Um, it's rented.
Mm.
Mm.
Fiver says mine beats yours.
POLLY: Hmm.
You wish you never met me.
Nah.
I love your eyelashes,
the hairs under your arms,
your broken toenail,
the bit that's missing
from your tooth,
your flat feet.
And the keys are always
under the mat.
Go on, my son.
See, you won.
Don't be daft.
No, no.
Fair's fair.
How are you doing, love?
Keeping your spirits up?
Not too bad.
People forget
about the grandparents.
I loved those kids.
It's not going too well
for my son.
Estelle's lying
about what he said.
Liam says things,
but he doesn't do like he talks.
You know that.
You love him?
Our brief says you wrote
a letter to your sister,
about Liam.
Well, my barrister's not gonna
use it.
I told him not to.
I hope not because, like I said,
Liam hasn't said all he knows
About you.
About what you told him.
Because a lot of things
might get misunderstood.
What do you mean?
The police didn't find out
everything, did they?
[Clattering]
He loves you.
What did he want, Sheila?
He knows about the letter.
He thinks I'd use it.
What was your impression
of Liam's relationship
with Sheila Coombs?
I thought it was all right
at first.
She was nice to the kids.
But she was so quiet,
and I started to think
she wasn't right in the head.
She gave me the creeps.
It was like
she was dragging him down.
In the end, I didn't
want 'em near my kids.
And now it's too late.
Mrs. Walsh, hasn't it ever
crossed your mind for one minute
that this was a tragic accident?
No.
I know what he said.
"You won't be going anywhere
or them."
Those were his words,
weren't they?
Yes.
CLEO: And you understood that
to mean
that he would kill you and them?
Yes.
Liam thought you were
going to take the children
to live in Pakistan
with Rashid Latiff, didn't he?
ESTELLE:
He was wrong.
"You won't be going anywhere
or them."
Means something different now,
doesn't it?
Well, it's still a threat,
and my kids are dead.
Mrs. Walsh, have you ever been
treated for alcoholism?
Yes.
I'm better.
Mr. Walsh left you
because of your drinking.
That's what he said
in the custody hearing.
Yeah, but he lost, didn't he?
Because nobody believes him.
I mean, he left me
with the two kids.
Liam Walsh's family are
putting pressure on my client.
Well, I didn't ask them to.
I told you about that letter
in confidence.
I think that letter constitutes
a threat, don't you?
You may be tempted
to cut corners.
After all, you've had
so little time.
I don't cut corners.
Or throats.
They've got a weak case.
I'm not sure it is now.
I think the ex-wife
was pretty bad for us.
Because you kept lobbing her
the ammunition.
Actually, I'm more concerned
about what my client
has just told me about yours.
What's he said?
Come on, Cleo, don't play games.
Maybe you should get your client
to be more open with you.
How are we today, sir?
Young lady to see you.
Hi.
Johnny Perez, Dad's driver,
and I had a thing,
but it turns out,
I was one of many.
Do you know where he is?
JENNY:
Yes.
If I tell the solicitor,
Dad'll just break his legs,
so I thought
I'd come to you first.
You're right.
We'd better make sure
he can walk to court.
What was in your mind
when you set off?
Just giving the kids a decent
time and a nice picnic.
Were the kids happy?
Yeah.
They was excited about
getting away to the country.
What was Sheila's state of mind?
Don't know.
Quiet, I'd say.
CLEO:
Was she often quiet?
Yeah.
She had moods.
CLEO:
What sort of moods?
Moods that affected
her judgment?
I don't like this.
Uh, she got depressed.
She suffers from depression.
CLEO:
Did she talk about that?
LIAM:
Yeah.
She told me she'd been
in hospital for it.
Look, I want an immediate check
on those records.
Did she say anything
that made you worry about her?
She once said
we'd both be happier dead.
CLEO:
What did you think about that?
I told her not to be so daft.
Cleo?
I have to do the best
for my client.
Meanwhile, the prosecution
are off to research
my client's medical history.
Which you seem to be
the last to know about.
I tried to warn you.
Well, perhaps I can help you.
Are you putting Coombs
in the witness box?
I'm going to run a defense
of accident.
Why didn't you tell me you'd
been in a psychiatric hospital,
Sheila?
It was a long time ago.
You were in St. Michael's
for four months.
I was depressed, that's all.
I told you,
you can't use that letter.
I stuck my neck out for you
because I believe
you didn't do this.
Did Liam get his hand
on the wheel?
Did he trick you
off the road somehow?
Did he shout at you
to turn left?
What the hell happened?
I can't remember!
Then why the hell did you try
and plead guilty?
SHEILA:
He was good to me.
Kind.
Nobody's been that kind.
Okay.
We'll have to do the best
for you with what we've got.
Get me as much personal stuff
as you can.
Anything of Sheila's
that might contradict suicide.
Purchases, letters,
bank statements.
Anything that sounds positive.
I thought you'd better see it
for yourselves.
Wouldn't have passed its MOT.
Faulty brake light,
faulty indicator.
Iffy brakes.
But the brakes were marginal.
- BREWER: Legal?
- MILNER: Just.
What about the suspension?
It's well gone.
Could that have caused
the accident?
- Not this one.
- Why not?
Suspension's gone
on the right side.
It wouldn't have gone
off the road to the left.
In other words,
it's most likely the car
was deliberately driven
off the road.
So, where does this leave us?
Up the creek without a defense.
[Beeping]
[Beep]
ZAK: Dad, hi.
This is your Bondi Beach Boy
calling.
Long time no hear.
That's a hint.
So, how's it hanging?
Don't know how long I can talk
'cause ringing you is
strictly out in this household.
I guess you're not there.
By the way, I'm still mad
at you, but I love you.
WOMAN:
Who's that on the phone, Zak?
ZAK: Hang on.
Nobody. Okay?
Bye, Dad.
[Beep]
HENRY: You've changed
your story, haven't you?
No.
Weren't your original statements
all about not remembering
the events of the accident?
Now it's all about
Sheila Coombs is being quiet,
in a mood.
Are you trying to sacrifice
Sheila Coombs to save yourself?
No.
Nobody asked me
about Sheila before.
Did you pull the wheel,
Mr. Walsh?
No.
Did you trick Sheila Coombs?
Did you tell her it was safe
to turn when it wasn't?
No!
Got yourself a butler, then,
eh, Dad?
Mm, dreadful character.
Faith always likes me
to get the last train
in case he corrupts me.
How did you manage to get stuck
in the Criminal Bar?
What do you want, Judge?
In a few years' time,
you'll be getting to the age
where you'll be expected
to apply for silk.
I can tell you now,
you'll be turned down.
Look, I know this is the wrong
end of the law for you,
but I don't need the gown
and bands to get the work.
I'm talking about your private
life buggering up your career.
Come on, if every barrister
who gambled was blackballed,
there wouldn't be any lawyers.
And, anyway, you started that.
You took me to Cheltenham
when I was 7
and gave me 50 quid to spend.
This journalist woman.
Being an MP, her husband's got
a lot of friends.
Okay.
My advice to you
Not worth it for a woman.
How many times have we seen
each other in the last 20 years?
Four?
Five?
I didn't think
you'd amount to anything.
I always keep
your best interests in mind.
Oh, like sending me away
to school
and forgetting I existed.
I distinctly remember coming
at weekends.
Once to take me to tea.
And you picked up the wrong boy.
Yes, yes.
Drop the girl
and I'll put in a word.
Know why I won't?
Oh, love.
He's gay, isn't he, her husband?
Bisexual.
GILLESPIE:
Why hasn't she left him?
Sorry, I'm in the middle
of a murder trial.
Don't waste yourself.
Take more water with it.
RICHARDS: Why did you involve
Sheila Coombs in this picnic?
'Cause
I don't know.
She wanted to come.
Because you'd arranged to carry
out this appalling act together,
hadn't you?
No.
RICHARDS: She was in love
with the idea of death,
and you wanted to punish
your wife
for stopping you seeing
the children.
No.
It wasn't a surprise to you
when she suddenly turned
the wheel, was it?
You both knew what you were
going to do, didn't you?
It's not true.
I loved my kids.
Love makes people do
terrible things, Mr. Walsh.
And fear and cowardice
makes them want other people
to take the blame.
Do you want Sheila Coombs
to take the blame alone
for killing your children?
No, look, I don't know
why the car went off the road.
"We'd both be happier dead."
Isn't that what she said?
Yeah.
I never meant that, Liam!
Be quiet.
And sit down.
I think you should pay
your chambers rent, Henry.
It lets the side down.
Angry with me, Cleo?
Don't know what you mean.
Let's keep it out of chambers.
I don't want to look a fool in
court, this week of all weeks.
Standing for election after all?
I was persuaded.
I can't let people down.
One of the things I want to do
is get rid of Ray Scanlon.
He's bringing us
the wrong kind of client.
Criminals, you mean?
I want to go over the route
from the house to the lake
while it's still light.
But can you wait a minute?
I've got a quick meeting.
Sir.
We've got a problem, sir.
- Big problem.
- What? What is it?
Clash.
Monster clash.
You can't have an extra day
for Sheila Coombs.
I must. Sort it.
No, it's
You're supposed to be in
three courts at the same time
Vollands in Southwark,
Zelinsky in the Court of Appeal,
and Sheila Coombs up the Bailey,
unless you can finish her
by next Tuesday.
Do something for me.
Find me a cellphone
that works in Australia.
One with pictures.
Two at the same time
I can deal with.
Three, impossible.
You're staring a Misconduct
in the bright and beady, sir.
We found Perez, the chauffeur.
I don't believe his story.
He says in his statement
that he was sacked
before Vollands went away
and handed over all the keys
to his son Michael.
- Interesting.
- And
You're not suggesting Michael
had anything to do with this?
- Go on, Ben.
- I had a look at
How did this happen?
All right, I based it all on
Sheila Coombs pleading guilty.
Look, tell Cleo I screwed up.
She'll love it.
She can't wait to get rid of me.
I pushed you into it.
Here, I'm going to be examining
Sheila Coombs tomorrow
and I don't have a junior,
and if I did,
it's too important anyway.
What'll we do?
So I drop Zelinsky.
You're gonna be bankrupt
if you do.
And it's too short notice.
And you've still got Vollands
starting on the same day.
And you need a check for that,
too.
Fine, Ben does Vollands.
You can't leave him in a trial
with that lot. It'll ruin him.
Coombs comes first.
Excuse me, both defendants
changed their stories.
You and Cleo have been biting
lumps out of each other.
You're screwed.
How much more time do you
Henry, the people
who the police interviewed
at the store
where the computers were stolen,
one of them is a trainee manager
on secondment
from the London Business School.
Same year as Charlie Vollands'
son Michael.
I checked.
- Well done.
- Sir.
What are you gonna do?
Try and get the carpet man
an adjournment.
Zelinsky.
You don't get one,
you'll have to drop it.
Drop Zelinsky,
you lose your Switch Card.
I don't care.
Coombs comes first.
Seven minutes
at 30 miles an hour.
It took them 14.
Hang on.
Slow down.
Pull in.
Would you get me
her bank statements?
We need a copy
of that last check.
She bought the kids ice creams.
How far back
do your CCTV tapes go?
BRACEWELL:
Sorry, I'm against you today.
But you have the star role.
Presided over by the
usual commercial superstar
dirtying his hands with crime.
My lords
I don't think you've ever come
before me,
have you, Mr. Farmer?
I'm sure I'd remember it,
my lord.
We have considered your request
for an adjournment,
and it seems to me a very
impertinent application indeed.
Murder or Treason,
the Court of Appeal will not
defer to a lower court,
and I'm afraid
you may have forgotten,
that is what the
Central Criminal Court is.
Therefore your request
is refused.
If you're not ready tomorrow,
then Mr. Zelinsky will have
to engage another counsel.
I'll post your package for you.
Thanks.
Out tonight?
Yeah.
Not the same without
my old hubby, but still
Of course,
you were a National Champion.
Mm.
Formation.
Amateur.
Well, you look great.
By the way
I think the young lady
is beautiful,
and I hope one day
you'll be very happy.
Thank you.
It is cancer, isn't it,
that her husband's got?
Yeah.
She was going to leave him.
Then it happened,
and she couldn't.
Well, if she's decent to him,
then you'll be all right.
You're rather good, Mr. Farmer.
But tomorrow, Mo,
I'm going to be bad.
This is a military operation.
Anything goes wrong, this is me.
- Mm!
- Toast.
Crumpet.
- [Horn honking]
- Oh.
See you.
Bloody hell.
I don't gamble.
Oh, do us a favor?
Put that on Gary Duff,
to score the first goal
for Orient.
You must be joking.
VOLLANDS:
I'll pull your fingernails out
if you screw me again.
There you go.
I don't know how you blokes
get away with it.
Don't worry.
Whatever he says, I wrote.
By the way, your check
might be a bit late.
We've just had to sack
our bookkeeper.
CLERK: On the count
of receiving, how do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?
Guilty.
Uh, this is Miss Coombs'
counsel's clerk.
I'm afraid he's had an accident
on the way to court.
Well, this is the Old Bailey,
isn't it?
Switchboard's down.
Just get me to the Appeal Court.
You cut it a bit fine.
Oh, God.
It's my barrister.
All these people
are my satisfied clients,
and they will speak up for me.
How long have you got?
You don't understand.
I came to this country.
I have been good
for this country.
It's not a retrial,
Mr. Zelinsky.
It's just about a point of law.
But I am paying a lot of money.
It's a good point of law.
But if I were you,
I'd come back on your own
this afternoon for the verdict.
What do you mean?
This is a very complex issue,
and the law on this
needs some elucidation.
Are you all right, Mr. Farmer?
I'm afraid I've been
taken ill, sir.
Oh, dear.
May I?
Come out in five minutes.
Give them a progress report,
try and get it adjourned
till 2:00.
Can you tell me what happened
in the car at the lake,
in your own words?
Do you remember what happened?
Not very well.
Can you try?
One minute, I was on the road,
the next, I wasn't.
Did the steering wheel
jerk violently?
Please don't lead.
I don't remember.
HENRY:
Can you describe what happened?
One minute, I was on the road,
the next, I wasn't.
Sheila
That's all I want to say.
Can I get down now?
Have you finished, Mr. Farmer?
She's not in a fit state.
You owe me this.
My client's clearly not fit.
Oh, come, now.
I hope my learned friend
has some compassion.
Half an hour.
Come on.
No.
Okay.
In the last 20 years, my
client has led a blameless life
as a prominent jeweler
in Hatton Garden.
But as Shakespeare said
in "Measure For Measure,"
"We must not make a scarecrow
out of justice."
Ever tried to kill yourself?
No.
When you were
in a psychiatric hospital,
a lady you were close to
hanged herself, didn't she?
Yes.
RICHARDS:
Remember her name?
Mary Kelly.
You and Mary Kelly were friends,
weren't you?
Yes.
Sort of.
You had a suicide pact
with Mary Kelly, didn't you?
A suicide pact
that was well-known
to all doctors in the hospital.
That's right, isn't it?
We're sunk.
It wasn't true.
RICHARDS:
What wasn't true?
Well, one of the nurses
didn't like me.
She bad-mouthed me
to the doctor.
He just believed
what she told him.
Not a very competent doctor,
then?
My lord, this is intolerable.
My friend is introducing
gossip and hearsay,
waving around reports that
he can't introduce as evidence.
This?
This is my council tax.
- [Laughter]
- Quiet, please.
The suicide pact was
a story invented by the nurse,
was it, Miss Coombs?
I was 19 years old.
I didn't want Mary
to harm herself.
I told her not to,
but she kept going on at me.
She said
we'd be better off dead.
Is that what she said?
It has a familiar ring.
I wish I was dead now.
I wish you'd all go to hell
and leave me alone!
NANCY:
Leave her alone!
You leave her alone!
No more questions.
We'll adjourn for lunch
and then closing speeches.
I would like to re-examine,
my lord.
Very well.
I've yet to see any semblance
of a defense, Farmer.
No, Judge.
You think three days was enough?
Right, Mr. Farmer.
Sheila, I want to take you
through those last minutes
in the car again.
The children
were in the back seat.
Were they quiet or noisy?
What were they doing?
Singing, fighting?
Eating sweets, perhaps?
There's something in
the inventory from the car
Ice-cream wrappers.
Ice creams.
When did you stop
for ice creams?
The ice creams?
Remember you said the children
were eating ice creams.
Where did you get them from?
When I stopped to
What?
Fill up with petrol.
You filled up with petrol?
How did you pay for it?
With a check.
I don't have a credit card.
Would you please look at this
and tell me what it is?
It's the check I wrote.
HENRY: Payable to the James Road
Garage, September the 22nd?
Yes.
HENRY:
How much is it for?
£9.30.
How much did you have
in the bank that day?
I don't know.
Was it a lot more than that
or not much?
Not much.
May I exhibit the defendant's
bank statement for that day,
showing the withdrawal
and the balance
after that transaction.
Was that almost all you had
in the world?
Yes.
Is my learned friend
trying to show
his client didn't care
about her finances
because of what
she'd planned to do?
Please sit down, Mr. Richards.
In fact, your balance
after that transaction
was just under a pound.
You bought £8 worth of petrol,
exactly,
and the ice creams.
Why that amount of petrol?
I didn't want to be overdrawn.
They charge you.
And this transaction took
place about four minutes
before the prosecution alleges
you attempted suicide.
And you were worrying
about your overdraft?
I object.
Yes, this should not be
a cross-examination, Mr. Farmer.
So, to continue the journey
up the hill,
there's a post box,
barrier fence,
then the road begins to swing
to the right
and goes downhill.
So the car was turning,
and you were going how fast?
20, 30,
40, 50?
Which?
30ish.
As little as 30?
So, if Liam had turned the wheel
the other way,
it wouldn't have gone
into the water.
No, he didn't.
He just lost control.
[Spectators murmuring]
Liam was driving the car,
was he?
I strongly object.
This has gone
from re-examination
to cross-examination,
and now it's trickery.
Nevertheless,
I would like Miss Coombs
to answer the question
as if I had asked it.
Now, you are under oath.
He wasn't driving.
Did anyone ever show you CCTV
footage of the garage forecourt?
Am I and the jury
going to see it?
I have no objection,
in due course.
Who was driving the car, Sheila?
Liam.
We changed over
at the petrol station
after I bought the kids
ice creams.
You miserable bastard!
- They had all their lives.
- Be quiet.
It wasn't like that.
It wasn't planned.
Did he tell you
what he was going to do?
You don't understand.
He came to see me in hospital.
He'd lost his children.
He didn't remember anything.
He thought he'd been driving,
but he wasn't sure.
And I knew that there were
people that saw me start off,
so I said, no,
no, it was me driving
all the time.
Why did you tell him that?
Go on.
We were supposed to be
going to the country,
but Liam wanted to picnic
at the lake.
I knew that's where
he took them with Estelle.
And I was shouting at him.
And he was gripping the wheel
and telling me
to leave him alone,
and the kids were telling us
not to argue.
And then he just turned
the wheel
as if he couldn't take anymore.
It was my fault.
It was.
I'm sorry, Liam.
Sheila.
I'm sorry.
Mr. Farmer back at last.
Are we to be honored
with your presence,
or is this just a flying visit?
Ready when you are, my lord.
A search of the lavatories
proved fruitless.
The local hospitals drew
a blank.
We were on the point of trying
the Central Criminal Court.
Well, then, we have studied
the law on this matter,
and the point you make
is interesting and intelligent.
Surprisingly so.
When is a carpet sale
not a sale,
but Obtaining by Deception?
Now, I shall give
the court's reasons
for refusing this appeal.
Yeah?
All right.
Come on, love.
Yeah, come on, that's it.
Let's go.
There you go.
Yeah, that's it.
You'll be all right.
There you go.
All right.
Okay.
Have the jury reached a verdict
on which you are all agreed?
We have.
On the count of murder, do you
find the defendant Liam Walsh
guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
But guilty of manslaughter.
CLERK:
On the count of murder,
do you find the defendant
Sheila Coombs
guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
JUDGE: Sheila Coombs,
you're discharged.
Mrs. Steyn, I'll put your
client's case back four weeks
for pre-sentencing report.
In custody, I'm afraid.
Personally, I didn't find
the CCTV much help.
Couldn't see who was driving.
Well, you know
Now, why does winning
feel like losing?
To our new Head of Chambers.
And all who sail in her.
SCANLON:
Well done, miss.
Thank you.
BRACEWELL:
Marvelous.
I really thought you were
going to bring up that letter.
I'm not a complicated bloke,
Cleo.
I usually say what I mean.
I was distracted, as you said.
A just result.
Ken Prettyman's check seems
a bit large,
so you should scrape by, sir.
You're the devil, Ray.
Thank you, sir.
So that's what I said to him.
[Indistinct conversations]
So you got Charlie off
with a suspended, did you?
Well, if you know the judge
is partial to Shakespeare,
quote Shakespeare, I say.
The real point is that
Charlie has this woman.
Nita persuaded him
to plead not guilty
because she thought
he'd go down.
She thought if Charlie was out
of circulation for a while,
the girl would get off
with someone else.
[Laughter]
By the way, uh
did you hear about Gary Duff?
Gary Duff?
What happened?
I had money on him to score.
Fifty to one on him scoring
the first goal today.
Crap game.
He did a hamstring.
But they do sub all their subs,
so he had to stay on.
Nil-nil at 90 minutes.
Okay.
Who's buying?
Yeah, but the referee gave
seven minutes extra time.
Last minute,
Orient got a corner.
Duffy hobbles into the box,
ball comes over,
ricochets off his backside,
hits the inside
of the near post.
Ball doesn't go in.
Hits the offside post
and in it goes.
Crowd go mad.
One-nil.
Yes!
[Laughter]
Disallowed for a push.
Tell me one question.
Do you like your job, Henry?
Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
Didn't have a lot on, did you?
[Cellphone rings]
Oh.
[Beep]
ZAK:
Dad, hi.
Zak.
That's great.
I can see you.
How's it hanging?
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