Unbelievable...
Where did we send Bogdan?
Chicken Manor.
Well, where'd he go?
Chicken Chow... rookie mistake.
Bullshit!
'Cos he didn't want to walk an extra two minutes.
Watch him pretend like he went to Chicken Manor.
- South Sutton to control. - Go ahead.
BOP in progress outside the Saltwood Castle on Wexley Road,
several D and Ds. Be advised, this could escalate.
- What you thinking, Becky? - Assault?
All right, I'll take a look.
This ain't going to escalate.
Yeah, you said that last time.
How was Chicken Manor?
You said Chicken Chow.
- This ain't no assault. - Really, why's that?
Look at his fingers... they're straight.
They're not curled into a fist.
Sutton South to control?
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Shaun?
Is everything all right for tomorrow?
- If... - Yeah, I know if.
Is she there?
She's brushing her teeth.
Look, Karen, if...
... things don't go my way today, will you just...
Will you keep Jaycee away from TV tonight, please?
She's got her own tablet, Shaun.
Yeah, I...
I'll do what I can.
Shaun...?
Good luck today.
Emery!
It's nice on the inside.
Mm...
Well, you better get used to it.
We're here at least twice a week.
How can you not know?!
How did you... Look at me!
Look at me! Tell me!
What can I say to him? Please!
No! No, I'm not having it, it doesn't make sense! You know it...
Ma'am...
do you mind if I take the lead on this one?
I know you're keeping something!
I know you're keeping something from me!
- Stop it! - Mum!
No!
Zain?
Do you have any idea...
why the people that attacked you brother...
didn't hurt you?
They didn't see me.
He says he was in his bedroom on his computer games.
- I was. - And they didn't hear you?
My headset.
Well, your mum thinks there's something you're not telling us.
And if I'm honest, Zain, I agree with her.
- _ - Look, at the end of the day,
all you're doing by not telling the truth,
is protecting the people who did this.
- He's not protecting them, he's scared. - No, I'm not!
I didn't even know they was here.
- _ - You think I'd have carried on playing
if I'd known what was happening?
I'd have gone in and saved Yusi, innit!
What have you got, Zain, PS4?
Yeah.
- What game do you play? - Does it matter?
Fortnite.
Online, right?
Yeah.
Do you mind if we take the console with us today?
Could be helpful.
Why?
We can see what time you were playing and who with.
It allows us to contact the other players in the groups,
see if anyone recorded the gameplay.
Which would give us audio
from your headset mic at the time of the incident.
May have picked up voices from the living room.
Or it might show that you weren't on PlayStation at the time.
In which case, we'd need to come back...
ask you what you were really doing when your brother was attacked.
You can't take my PS4.
There's no shame in being scared.
There's no shame in...
hiding under your bed, and shaking with fear til your mum came home.
Must have been terrifying.
You couldn't help yourself last night.
Your mum would've lost two sons if you'd have tried.
But if you saw...
even a glimpse...
of the people who did this...
then you can get justice from now.
- Good morning, Commander Hart. - Morning.
Morning.
Today marks the conclusion of one of the most urgent investigations
I've had the privilege to oversee.
The four individuals sentenced this morning had the means, the intent,
and the automatic weaponry to launch a devastating machinegun attack
on the streets of London.
Thanks to the tenacity of our counterterrorism officers,
that nightmare did not become a reality.
Working in tandem with the security service, we are finally...
We are finally stemming the tide of terror plots.
I think that's all you're going to get from me, ladies and gentlemen.
Thanks very much. Thank you.
Oh, here she is!
You missed the sentencing on your own case.
I'm busy on a new one.
You're coming down The Crown, Carey.
Guvnor's getting them in.
Ah, I can't. I've been moved to homicide, so...
- You can still drink with us. - Yeah, maybe come down later.
One last time.
What's got the cabbies so excited?
Shaun Emery's appeal.
The soldier.
Ah...
Let's go!
Get up there! Keep going!
Contact, coming in!
Get fucking back!
"Get fucking back."
Who were you talking to, Mr Emery?
- Taliban insurgent. - You're sure about that?
I believed he was reaching for a weapon or an IED...
I'm aware of the defence argument, Mr Emery, I remember it well
from your court martial.
Despite being disarmed and severely wounded...
you thought the man was trying to blow you up,
so you shot him at close range with your handgun.
- My primary weapon was out of ammo. - The part that still
doesn't make sense...
is why you said "get fucking back" after firing the round.
Did you know you were being recorded?
No.
You had no idea Private Derby was wearing this helmet cam?
You tend not to notice stuff like that when you're engaged in
a gunfight with Taliban insurgents.
I maintain you were well aware.
While the camera is pointed away, you shoot.
Only after the camera turns, catching you in the act
of firing your weapon, do you issue you the cry, "Get fucking back."
Get fucking back!
You were speaking to Private Derby, the cameraman,
not, as you claim, the Taliban prisoner.
He can't get back, because you have just put a bullet in his chest.
You executed a prisoner in cold blood,
and didn't want it caught on camera.
No.
Well, then, please explain.
I'm sorry, Mr Emery.
But in my opinion,
you have provided no cause to reconsider
your conviction, nor your sentence.
Thank you.
Does the defence have any questions?
None, my Lord.
The defence calls Marcus Levy.
I swear by Almighty God that the evidence I shall give
shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Mr Levy, please tell us what it is that you do professionally.
I'm a senior video engineer and broadcast consultant.
Any career highlights that we should know about?
My personal highlight?
Broadcasting the FA Cup final, 1991, Spurs, Nottingham Forest.
- Tottenham fan? - Well, so long as there's a seat for me
- in the executive box. - I see.
But as for your career, I think you're being modest.
I was senior broadcasting engineer for Sky Sports for...
22 years?
I pioneered the use of cameras embedded in goalposts
for football coverage, cameras in wickets for cricket promos,
in-car cameras for motor racing.
Yeah, according to Wikipedia, I revolutionised televised sport.
I'm sure Mr Levy's career is very impressive, Miss Roberts,
but if you could begin getting to the point?
Would it be true to say that you are highly knowledgeable in the use
of helmet cams,
such as the one used to record the evidence in this case?
The Pulse R70. I've tested them, I...
You're not a fan?
Poor man's GoPro.
What is it that doesn't pass muster?
Well, how long have you got?
Not long.
Presumably, it's the poor picture quality?
No, the resolution's comparable to the GoPro.
- So what is it, the audio? - Well..
The onboard mic is obviously useless, but I wouldn't expect to
use a mini camera to record sound!
Right. So what is it, then, Mr Levy?
What is it that you don't like about this camera?
The drift.
- Sorry, the...? - The drift,
the lag, the slippage.
Perhaps you might use more layperson's terms?
Indeed.
The drift is when the audio lags behind the video.
The audio lags behind the video?
Making it out of sync.
- By how much? - Depends how long
you leave it in record. First five minutes,
you probably won't see it. 15 minutes, drifted a few frames,
so you'll see people talking out of sync,
you'll hear a ball kicked after the bloke's kicked it.
It gets exponentially worse from there.
So how far out would it be if a camera was left running for, say...
- ... an hour? - Five or six.
- Frames? - Seconds.
Five seconds out of sync?
Right. Well, I suggest it pertinent that we watch the video footage
correctly synchronised at the earliest opportunity.
- Agreed. - Excellent...
We have it here.
Under Mr Levy's guidance,
we started the audio earlier by the estimated
five seconds, and I'm sure you'll agree...
it now makes much more sense.
Get fucking back!
Lance Corporal Emery can't explain why he said "get fucking back"
after he shot the Taliban insurgent,
because he didn't...
He said it before.
Get fucking back!
My client has been court martialled, convicted and incarcerated
for six months based on erroneous video evidence.
His conviction is unsafe,
and I suggest it be overturned with immediate effect.
- How's the CCTV trawl? - Just getting started.
Have you put out a call for anyone matching the boys' descriptions?
Of course.
Boydie's been asking after you, ma'am.
I've been at the Sycamore sentencing.
32 years minimum for Cole, 26 for Elijah.
Longest terror sentencing since 2008. Wow...
Is your report threat or a promise?
Sir, I e-mailed it to you this morning.
DI Carey's had a right result in court, guv.
Operation Sycamore.
Longest terror sentencing since 2008,
ringleader got 32 years min.
Grant's team charged a bloke with rape and double murder this morning.
It'll be lucky if he gets 15.
That's about as much praise as you'll get from Boydie.
He's like that with your lot.
My lot?
Fast trackers.
He knows you're going to get promoted and moved on in no time,
so he makes your life a misery while he's got the chance.
Naturally.
Draft dodgers, he calls you.
Because you pretty much skipped your stint in uniform.
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Thinks you're all a bunch of snowflakes.
And what do you think, Patrick?
Of?
My lot...
Draft dodgers.
I mean, you've just taken four ISIS off the street.
You're all right by me, ma'am.
Mum?
Hello.
You won.
Yeah, I came straight here.
I can see.
Well done.
Er... we said you would, er, see her tomorrow.
Well, I couldn't wait.
I heard a rumour that the best butterfly dancer in the world
comes to this school. Is it true?
She's not doing dance any more.
Why's that soldier man here?
Look, this is all a bit of a shock.
To be honest, Shaun, I didn't think that...
Can we just stick to the arrangements from now on?
No more surprises.
Yeah.
Daddy is going to pick you up tomorrow, all right, Jaycee?
And I'll take you wherever you want to go.
You want to go...
... get ice cream? Pizza?
- Aquarium. - Aquarium?
Ah, all right. Well, I'll take you to the aquarium, then.
This is nice.
Tomorrow, I won't come dressed as a soldier, all right?
I'll come dressed as a pirate!
All right, we're gonna...
We're gonna miss our bus.
I love you.
We welcome the judge's decision.
We would like to thank Shaun's supporters,
who have campaigned for his release for the last six months.
He has suffered with depression and anxiety,
and has endured defamatory accusations
against his character and his conduct.
- Today, judges have ruled... - Well done, Shauny!
- ... was unreliable and technically... - Come on!
I'll make this quick, 'cos I know it's nearly past my bedtime,
and Jeanie's giving me the evil eye.
What do you mean, nearly?
You're normally passed out by now.
Yeah, well, it's a special night!
Because, now, everyone knows...
what we've always known about my grandson, Shaun. Now...
You're not a bad lad, are you, son?
Thank you.
Your mum and dad would be proud.
I don't do speeches!
I don't do speeches, I don't do them.
Agh! All right...
Look, I just want to say thank you, really,
to all you lot for supporting me.
- You're welcome! - Thank you.
Yeah, erm...
Look, there were two people in this room that fought for me
and fought for me and believed in me when not everyone did.
Not even people in my own regiment.
And that's this man here, my solicitor, Charlie Hall, so...
Thank you.
And if I could choose anyone to take into battle with me,
it would be my barrister, Hannah Roberts.
Thank you.
Jimmy wants to know if you're available for sex offenders?
Today marks the conclusion of one of the most...
- You made it. - Hey!
I thought they would've cut me out.
I'm sure they tried.
One emphasises.
... a devastating machine gun attack on the streets of London.
The suspects claim they had no connection to
the Birmingham-based arms dealer,
this CCTV footage says otherwise.
Damn right it does.
And here's the one who found it.
If there's any justice in this world,
you'll get a commendation for this.
- Don't do me any favours. - I know the rules!
I'm just saying... Sycamore was your op, Rach.
You saw it before any of us.
You believed me.
Well, you're very convincing.
I thought I was a stuck-up student trying to prove herself?
Fast track princess?
Fuck you!
Jeez!
You won us all round all right.
You may be homicide, but you're SO15 family.
Don't you forget it.
Why do we have to keep each other up?
I can think of several reasons.
There's one, for a start.
It's fine, take it.
Just say whatever you need to say.
Yeah, no, I'm still here...
? And through it all ?
? She offers me protection... ?
So, if you're not going to drink drink,
how are we going to celebrate your freedom?
The main thing I'm looking forward to
is spending time with my daughter.
And then what?
What's next for the famous Shaun Emery?
To not be famous!
I just want a normal life now.
Are you still thinking about suing?
You know the way I see it?
The MoD, they saw a video that they thought showed a crime.
All I want from them is my job back.
Well, they'd better give you your job back, or I'll sue them myself.
Yeah?
Yeah, it's just, you know, that...
... that camera thing.
Well, I can't take any credit for that, that was all Charlie.
He's a gloating bastard.
Yeah!
It proved the evidence was moody.
But that's it...
... it don't prove my innocence.
What, do you want to reopen the trial?
Everyone's looking at me...
- Like I done it. - No.
Yeah, they are. Like I killed a bloke in cold blood,
and got off from some technicality.
I know it, I see what they're thinking.
You reacted on a soldier's instinct.
Do you believe that?
You thought he was reaching for a weapon.
But do you believe me, Hannah?
Yes.
Yes, I believe you.
Shauny!
- C'mere! - You all right, mate?
Mwah! Ain't he good looking?
Yeah, I've always said,
if I had to do a bloke, it would be Shauny.
- It'd be me, lovely. - It would be.
- Really? - And you saved him.
OK?
Now... we know who to call next time you kill a Muslim!
What the fuck is the matter with you?
Calm down!
Close your fucking mouth!
C'mere, c'mere...
I ain't fucking done anything.
- I'll be two minutes. - Shaun, come on.
Oh, come on, mate, I don't want to...
It's not what you think, Shaun.
You need to relax, Shauny.
Don't worry, she's all over you.
- What you on about? - Posh girl...
She likes you.
My barrister?
Correction...
... was your barrister.
It's allowed now, innit? You can have a go.
That's if you ain't forgotten how!
So, come on, talk to me, Shauny.
What's going on, huh?
What's going through your head?
What's going through my head is
why did I follow Matty Forrester into the toilet?
It's not what you think, Shauny.
Huh? That's exactly what I thought.
Well, if I'd said it was that, you wouldn't have come.
Just 'cos you gave up booze, don't mean you have to be a monk!
Charlie...
Have you seen Hannah?
I thought she was with you.
Unbelievable...
Where did we send Bogdan?
Chicken Manor.
Well, where'd he go?
Chicken Chow... rookie mistake.
Bullshit! All because he didn't want to walk an extra two minutes...
Hannah!
Shaun?
Would it be you?
If I sued the MoD, would it be you representing me?
Or would it be some specialised lawsuit barrister?
Only 'cos...
I don't want you to represent me any more.
Not 'cos you're not the best, 'cos you are, it's just...
You know, if...
If you were to represent me again, then I wouldn't be able to...
... ask you out.
Look, I know me and you are different and...
Your mates, they don't hang about in estate pubs in Croydon,
making jokes about Muslims and sex offenders but...
You know, really, I ain't like that either.
Yeah, this is where I'm from but...
Done my best to get away from here.
That's probably why I joined up in the first place, just...
Aside from the estate pubs in Croydon...
- ... we're really not that different. - No.
Your grandad's worried about you.
You're not bad.
Not at all.
- I'll get on this. - I can give you a lift.
You got a boyfriend?
I'll call you.
Sorry.
Sutton South to control?
Go ahead.
Assault in progress, Ramillies Road, bus stop Z.
You should get home.
Oh...
Is this it, then?
Yeah.
Ma'am.
Morning, ma'am.
Take it you've had a look at the video?
How did we manage to lose a high-risk suspect?
Uniform followed him into a blind spot, that's the last he saw of him.
Didn't the PSSOs monitor the periphery feeds?
- PSS. - Public... space surveillance.
CCTV ops.
They monitored it live, ma'am, but there were no other...
No other cameras around.
Eyewitnesses?
No eyewitnesses, no sign of the victim.
Probably safe to assume she ended up in the vehicle.
ANPR?
A 1996 Rover 620, registered to an old fella in Croydon.
What about facial rec on the suspect?
Oh... we don't have those resources to hand, ma'am.
Traitor!
Er, it's called being promoted?
I suppose you're out celebrating your success?
Actually, I'm trying to ID a high-risk suspect from a smudge.
Know anyone who might be good at that?
Funny, I could have sworn Rachel Carey left this department.
She did, I saw her leave.
So why she is still bending my ear for favours?
Dunno, guv. Maybe she misses us?
So you're not going to run a facial rec for me,
or shall I call ops room 2?
- Ouch! - That's uncalled for.
Send us the capture.
We have a contender.
- Great, let me see. - Sending.
Blimey.
You do you pick them, don't you, Carey?
Received.
What is it?
We need to call comms.
Check.
You sure you want to go in this heavy?
You saw the CCTV.
Armed police, don't move!
Stay where you are! Down on your knees!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, OK, OK! I'm down, I'm down, I'm down.
- Grandad! - Shut up! Don't move!
Old man!
- Stay where you are! - Stay where you are, Mr Emery!
Shaun Emery?
I'm Detective Sergeant Flynn, this is Detective Inspector Carey.
- And? - Where were you tonight?
- I was out. - Where?
At your sister's house.
Mr Emery, stay where you are, please.
I need some help here, Patrick!
Grandad?!
If you could just calm down, Mr Emery...
Grandad, calm down!
- Your grandad's OK. - Property's clear, ma'am.
Where is she?
Who?
Take me to the car.
Secure the vehicle.
Clear.
Are you going to tell me what this is about?
Tell forensics to compound the car.
Why?
Where's the girl you were with earlier?
Girl? I was with my barrister.
Shaun Emery, I'm arresting you on suspicion of assault,
- kidnapping in the third... - What?!
You do not have to say anything...
What the fuck are you talking about?!
... do not mention when questioned...
Stay down!
Agh...
DS Latif.
Nadia, it's Rachel. Can I borrow you?
Er, not really.
I'm still on the Douglas Estate trawl.
Well I'll need you to delegate that.
Why?
Nadia, like it or not, you're on my team, and I'm the SIO.
So when I say, "Can I borrow you,"
the answer is, "Yes, Rachel," or, "Yes, ma'am."
I've got a kidnapping with
a high-profile suspect and a missing victim,
I don't have time to persuade you of the urgency.
Ma'am.
I need a background check on Hannah Roberts, barrister to Shaun Emery.
Yes, ma'am.
Guessing you're used to things running a bit smoother over in SO15?
Mind me asking why you left?
It's, erm...
It's temporary.
Before they let you run your own counter-terror ops,
you need to prove that you can run a high-profile...
murder or kidnapping.
Better not fuck this up, then.
Can someone tell me
why I was woken up by the press department,
instead of you?
You do know that your suspect's a national hero?
Well that's why I called comms immediately, sir.
I imagine we'll want to keep this out the press till we charge him.
- Ah... 100%. - He won't have long to wait.
Do we know who the victim is?
We believe it's his barrister.
Hannah Roberts.
Work in progress, ma'am.
Human rights specialist.
She's something of a rising star, by all accounts.
High-profile cases, MoD war crimes, terrorism.
- Got an address for me? - She lives alone in a flat in Fulham.
I'm on it.
You should've called me first.
Well... I appreciate it.
We need to collate every inch of the suspect's journey on CCTV.
Uniform lost him at the first blind spot he went through,
so where did he go between there and home?
OK, I'll start tell the trawl,
Oh, not here. We need it done fast.
Did you find your suspect?
I'm not at liberty to say.
- Congratulations. - What time are you leaving?
I've never left, and I never will.
I'm sending someone to see you.
... is mobile.
No can do, Carey. Busy.
You'll need to stop off at Mario's.
Sir?
DS Latif?
Rachel Carey sent me.
She said to, erm...
- ... bring you this from Mario's? - Who's he meeting?
Unknown, sir.
Grey team on standby.
Grey team standing by.
Run facial rec on that unknown.
Running facial rec.
Is that a breakfast brioche?
Oh, sorry, yes! Yes.
Phillips!
Guv?
Give DS...
Latif?
Give DS Latif whatever she wants!
Make him a target.
Sir.
So, you're working with Rachel Carey?
Yeah.
Patrick?
I'm standing in Hannah Roberts' living room, ma'am.
No sign of Roberts.
And nothing to suggest she made it home last night.
Recover all devices from the property,
and get yourself back here, please.
It's time we started talking to
the one person who can tell us where she is.
Hannah, it's me. Call me.
Our golden boy's in trouble again.
Assault, kidnapping, resisting arrest, assaulting a police officer.
Drop the last two right off the bat,
and we'll think about not suing you.
For?
For the trauma your tactical officers inflicted on Emery Sr.
You're new to homicide, aren't you?
I've been in SO15 for the last four years.
Yeah, that explains the heavy-handedness.
Excuse me?
My client has been let down by just about everybody,
from his ex-girlfriend to his Army lawyers.
And two tours in Afghanistan, one in Iraq.
And how do we repay his service?
Six months for a crime he should never have been convicted for.
And now this?
So unless you've got Shaun's blood-soaked fingerprints
on a smoking gun, I suggest you go easy on the boy.
Now, we don't know if they've got a scrap of evidence,
or if this is just some bullshit fishing trip.
So you have every reason to keep schtum.
No comment?
I didn't do nothing, Charlie, I've got nothing to hide.
Well, do yourself a favour...
whatever happens, try not to punch anyone.
Did you piss yourself when they Tasered you?
Happens.
This interview is being recorded, and may be given as
evidence if this case goes to trial.
I'm DI Rachel Carey, homicide and serious crime command.
The other officer present is...
DS Patrick Flynn.
How would you like us to refer to you?
Shaun or...
... Mr Emery?
Let's go with Mr Emery.
Do you understand why you're here, Mr Emery?
No.
But you know you're under suspicion for assault and kidnapping?
Where's Hannah Roberts?
I don't know. Home?
If you're alleging Hannah Roberts is involved in my client's case,
I'm afraid we have to suspend this.
Why are you asking about her?
Is she still alive?
Course she's alive.
If you help us find her, this will be much easier for you.
I don't know where she is,
and I don't know what you two are talking about.
When did you last see her?
Eh...
Last night, out.
Charlie, me and Hannah, we were in the pub, erm...
- So you'd been drinking? - I don't drink.
And then, after...
I offered Hannah a lift home.
She said no, that was that.
- What was what? - She went home!
For the benefit of the recording, DS Flynn is now playing a video,
monitored live on Sutton Council CCTV at 11:35pm.
Yeah, that's her, that's Hannah.
For the benefit of the recording, the suspect has identified
the female figure in the video as Hannah Roberts.
That's me!
For the benefit of the recording,
Mr Emery has identified the male figure in the video as himself.
Is anyone going to tell me what the problem is?
So what? Come on, tell me what the problem is.
What's the problem with this?
Hm?
She got on that bus.
That ain't right, she got on that bus.
Wait, this ain't...
What happened? She got on that bus.
This ain't what happened.
This ain't what happened, none of this happened!
What the fuck is this?!
That didn't fucking happen, this ain't fucking real!
What the fuck have you done?! This didn't fucking happen!
- This ain't fucking real! - Sit!
None of this is fucking... What the fuck have you done?!
- Sit. - What have you fucking...
Sit the fuck down!
I swear to fucking God, this didn't happen!
Sit down!
Get hold of him, will you!
Agh! I didn't do that!
I didn't fucking do that!
Get off of me!
Fuck's sake! Get him out!
Agh! Ugh!
Argh!
That's a fucking lie!
I didn't do any of it!
It's a lie!
Come on, boys, out!
It's not real.
It's not real. It's not real.
It's not real.
It's not real. It's not real. It's not...
It's not real...
It's not real. It's not real. It's not real.
It's not real. It's not real.
Where is she?
We'll find out.
Nadia?
- We've got Emery's journey. - Go on.
Well, he heads west for two miles, then we lose him to a blind spot.
80 minutes later, he reappears, heads home.
No sign of the victim?
The blind spot borders the river, ma'am.
Good work.
Send me the coordinates, meet me there.
- Are we charging him, or what? - Not yet.
Call the search team, divers.
We might have a body.
Two tours in Afghanistan, one in Iraq,
awarded a mention in dispatches for gallantry action.
Medical notes only state injuries he suffered in Helmand, so,
- no PTSD. - Not diagnosed.
You saw his reaction.
And the BAFTA goes to...
I don't think so.
What then?
Maybe...
He doesn't know he did it.
Hannah!
Look, I know you're different to me..
No, really, I ain't like that either.
I'll call you.
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