You're missing the point, Susan.
Maybe she did have sex with him, maybe she didn't, it's irrelevant,
she's not on trial for that crime.
They found her skin under his fingernails.
Why are we even discussing any of this?
You cannot argue with a timecoded photo.
You have a verdict.
All rise.
Would the forewoman of the jury please stand.
Have you reached a verdict on which you all agree?
We have.
On the charge of murder, do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
No!
Bitch.
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Miss Wright has prepared a statement.
I will not be answering any of your questions today,
and I would ask that in the coming weeks and months
that you please respect my privacy.
Five years ago,
I was convicted of a dreadful crime that I did not commit.
In the space of just a few days, I lost my freedom,
my career, my marriage.
And all of that is nothing
when compared to the loss that Maria and John Taylor have suffered.
Today, I have finally been proved innocent,
but their 16-year-old boy,
a young man with his whole life ahead of him,
still lies in his grave.
And that is why my thoughts right now are only with them.
Not a day has gone by that I have not wept for their son.
And I pray that true justice can now finally
be delivered for both him and them.
And that the real killer can at last be found and punished
for Matthew's brutal murder.
He was a child, you dirty bitch, a child!
Where's our justice?
Do you still deny you had sex with Matthew, Sally?
Yes, of course I deny that.
My relationship with Matthew Taylor was never anything
but entirely proper and I will prove that.
What do you think about your ex getting married again, then, Sally?
Let's go, Sally, come on, this way.
Why didn't we find the photo?
We had a suspect who was the last person to see the boy alive.
At that encounter, a detention, they rowed so badly
he clawed her face before then running away from her,
with her pursuing him.
This is his teacher, remember.
Who's also alleged to be having sex with him
and who's unable to prove her whereabouts
at the time of the murder.
So, we weren't really looking for a photo.
So, why was the newspaper?
The editor was a friend of hers from school.
To be fair, Wright had always admitted she'd followed him
after the altercation and ended up in town,
we just never found any witnesses, CCTV,
mobile phone data that corroborated that.
Three years later, she's still saying that.
Maybe the political climate was different.
I guess Jenny Mills just spotted an angle.
And started her campaign.
And then one day, bingo, mum brings in a picture of her daughter
in the park in the town and there, in the background,
timecoded at 17:42... there's Sally Wright.
This photo was tested, face-recognition software,
software checking it hadn't been tampered with, but it was her.
Proving that she couldn't have been three miles away,
at the murder scene, at the same time.
Yep. Happy to get going.
And you feel OK? You definitely feel you're ready?
Yeah, as I'll ever be.
Call me if you need anything.
Good to have you back, Mike.
Thanks, ma'am.
I was going to tell you, Sal,
it just didn't seem the right time before the verdict.
And do you know when?
A couple of months, apparently. Alf vaguely knows the woman.
- And who is she? - Karen someone?
Not Moss?
I think it was Moss.
Right, her daughter went to St Luke's,
they lived a few doors down from us.
Karen used to blush like hell every time Sam even said hello.
But she's old, isn't she? She's got to be, what, 50?
I'm sorry, you shouldn't have had to find out like that.
- I presume you've heard. - Yep.
I just wanted to check you were OK?
- Well, why wouldn't I be? - Sure, just, um...
nothing's changed, that's all I wanted to say.
I love you very, very much and I cannot wait to be married to you.
Thank you.
And I'm sorry, sorry for being grouchy.
Not a problem.
I think we both knew it was probably coming, didn't we?
Just still a bit surreal, isn't it?
It is. But maybe we can talk about it tonight?
- Of course. - Yeah? And I love you.
Love you too, bye.
Seema...
third licence violation in as many months.
So, tell me...
how are you going to convince me not to send you back to prison?
Do you mind pulling over, Jen?
Yeah, sure.
I won't be a minute.
Who do you think did do it, then... if it wasn't her?
No idea. Who do you think?
Same.
Mr Taylor...
How do you feel about Sally Wright being released, Mr Taylor?
- Who do you think killed Matty? - Mr Taylor?
Are you angry, Mr Taylor?
Who do you think killed your son, Mr Taylor?
Mr Taylor, any further comment? Will there be any reciprocation?
Leave us alone.
Do you think she's innocent, Mrs Taylor?
Have the police contacted you, Mr Taylor?
I'll put the kettle on.
Are you still OK to pop into the office, do the photo?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
And it is ONE picture. After that, I'll leave you alone,
cross my heart.
Jen, I owe you so much more.
Well... maybe we can finally call it quits
for letting me see your answers in physics GCSE.
It's haunted me for years.
Go on, then, quits.
You've got to let the police do their job, John.
What, like they did the first time round, you mean?
You can't get involved.
Whatever she did or didn't do, one thing we do know, Maria,
it all turned to shit the day he walked in to her classroom.
Maybe... Can't blame her for everything, can we?
So, if the police want to speak to us again...
we'll just tell them the same as last time, yeah?
We tell them nothing.
So, you do believe it, then?
You think they got it right this time?
I don't know. I... I guess.
I think it's pretty hard to argue with a timed photo
placing her three miles away.
So, you think she's innocent?
Look, Kaz, I'm not really sure what the point of this is...
The point, Sam, is that if she didn't kill him,
you divorced her for no reason.
She's done nothing wrong.
Well, she still slept with a pupil. She still did that, didn't she?
Well, not according to her press conference today.
Obviously she's gonna have to say that,
- she's coming back here, isn't she? - She's coming back HERE?
- I'm guessing. - No, you said that like you knew it.
No, it's just, um...
Well, her mum still lives here, so...
Well, have you been in touch with her?
- No. Absolutely not... - Well, then, how do you know?
Oh, come on, Sam, we have to be honest with each other.
I guess a friend of a friend at the rugby club
is the husband of the post editor, who Sal was at school with.
- "Sal"? - And, er, yeah, she offered her
a place to stay for a few days, apparently.
Well, that's nice.
Listen, sweetheart, I cannot pretend, neither of us can,
that this is not a complete mind fuck.
It's gonna take some getting used to.
But...
my marriage to her ended over five years ago.
I do not know that woman any more.
And whatever the truth is of what actually did happen...
that was then, this is now
And I am in love with you, now.
I am marrying you, now.
- Cheers, Sam. - Cheers.
I'll make tea.
OK, let's go up, then.
It's going to be the nursey, bit of a work in progress, I'm afraid.
There you go.
Wow.
I know it's a bit, um... Oh, it's lovely.
It's beautiful.
And are you sure Alf's all right with me staying?
He does what I tell him or he appears in my weekly column.
I heard that.
I'm really happy for you, Jen.
Gosh, last time I saw you, you were such a singleton,
and now look at you, you've got it all.
And I promise it will just be for a few nights.
Stay as long as you need.
Thank you.
So... what is your plan, then?
My plan?
Here in Keswick. Are you definitely staying?
Yeah, course I'm staying, it's my home.
I was born here, raised here, worked here, I got married here.
And I want it back.
Everything they stole from me...
I want it all back
Hey.
Morning. Sleep OK?
Thanks. Yeah, yeah, really well.
Mm... Thanks for getting me this dress.
It's pretty, isn't it? And very "you", I thought.
I've left a key on the kitchen table
and I'll ring my insurance, see if I can get you on my car.
Thank you.
Are you still going to see your mum today?
Yeah, really looking forward to it.
Oh, the guy heading up the new investigation called me.
He'd love to speak to you when you have time.
I've left his number next to the phone downstairs, OK?
- Have a good day. - You too.
Where do they live, then?
Sam and Karen.
- Don't do this to yourself, Sal. - I'm sure I can find out myself,
so you might as well just tell me.
Third house on High Trees, I think.
Right.
There you go, mate.
Lift Up Your Hearts, We Lift Them, Lord, To Thee
- Suzy, we all here? - Er, yep.
- Right, guys... - Listen up!
So, the original investigation identified Sally Wright,
fairly early on, as a possible suspect.
A narrative then quickly emerges
of an illicit relationship with Matthew Taylor.
And they find some supporting evidence, good forensics
and some good circumstantial stuff.
But... here's the thing.
I think that they were so seduced by the simplicity of this narrative
that I don't think they ever really, properly, examined it.
Because if they had,
my gut instinct is that they would have found it wanting.
Then it begs a number of questions.
Firstly, why would the witness, Anna Stamp,
have said she saw them together in a car, kissing,
if, as Sally claims, that never happened?
Secondly, if Sally wasn't having a relationship with Matthew,
who might, nevertheless, have thought she was?
And lastly...
if the real motive has nothing to do with a pupil-teacher relationship,
then... what else starts to come in to focus?
Um, I'd like to have a look at the parents again, Guv.
OK.
We know from the original investigation
that the lad was briefly under social services care.
There's not a lot of detail in the files,
so I'd like to link in with MASH, see what they can turn up for us.
Good, go for it.
I think we have to look at the husband again.
Ex now. Had a pretty rock-solid alibi, didn't he?
Worth double checking.
You think your missus is having a relationship with a 16-year-old,
can't do a lot for your self esteem.
Yeah, indeed. Anything else?
Anna Stamp's sighting of them kissing
was in a parked car up at Heaton Tor.
It was April 16th at approximately five thirty,
so still broad daylight at that time of year, which feels odd to me.
If you're having a thing with a pupil,
why would you do anything in a public place like that?
Yeah, I picked up on that as well.
OK, thank you.
So, I will be working through the Anna Stamp stuff,
Suzy, can you retrace all of Matthew's movements
in the days leading up to his death, please?
Guv.
Mia, as well as the alibi,
there were three unidentified finger prints on our partial murder weapon,
the bottle neck was never found.
They all need to be run through our databases again now, please.
And, Dave, go through all witness statements again, please,
see if anything jumps out. Thank you.
Next, please.
Hi. I believe I have the proceeds of a property sale
in a deposit account here,
and I need to open a current account
and move some of that money into it, please.
If it was down to me, you'd be made to pay every single penny you own
to that poor family... you filthy whore.
Do take a seat and I'll get someone out to help you.
Boss... you want to see me?
Yeah.
Er, listen, your work this morning, it's got to come down, fella.
What you talking about? There's nothing wrong with it.
It's not a discussion, John. Take the wall down, please, do it again.
Look, I'll be generous, I'll still pay you for the whole day.
Oh, you'll be generous, will you?
I tell you what, how about you stick your wall up your arse instead.
Fuck sake, John.
I can't believe we're talking about another bullying incident.
I'm sorry you just have to take a firmer stand on these kids...
No, no, I think you're misunderstanding.
Bethany wasn't being bullied.
The incident yesterday, it was her doing the bullying.
Again.
Ms Wright?
Yeah. Hello.
Hello there, I'm Debbie Oram, I'm the home manager.
Oh, hi, pleased to meet you.
Just before I take you down to see mum,
there is something that I needed to talk to you about.
OK.
You wrote to her fairly regularly, I believe, during your time away?
Twice a month.
And she replied regularly?
Yeah, if I wrote, she'd write back.
Never spoke on the phone?
No, pretty much from the beginning, she said she found that too hard
and she was better on the page.
Right.
So, as you know, about 18 months ago,
she was diagnosed with the first signs of dementia.
Mm-hmm.
She'd been here about a year already at that point,
and she'd made some good friends.
One in particular, a gentleman called Harold.
OK, that's...
Ms Wright... he genuinely never meant to do harm.
He thought that you'd not be released before she died.
So, he believed it was an act of kindness.
What was an act of kindness?
For the last year or so,
the letters that you've received were written by him.
- She dictated them to him? - No.
I mean he made them up himself, pretending to be her.
Your mum hasn't meaningfully spoken for well over nine months.
She certainly hasn't been able to write.
And I'm so sorry to have to tell you this...
but we don't believe she now remembers she has a daughter.
Hi, Mum, it's me...
Sally.
Mum...
Mum, it's me.
It's your Sal.
Please, Mum...
I need you.
We let you down, Sally, catastrophically.
And I want you to know that we are truly sorry.
But... there's still a killer out there,
a very dangerous man or woman, who needs to be put behind bars.
And as someone who knew Matthew,
it's likely you'll have useful information.
So, what I wanted ask you in person is...
if you'd be willing to help us in any way...
we would be incredibly grateful.
He was a one off, you know, Matty.
The kind of student you only get every now and again.
God, he was funny... clever, odd.
Yeah, of course.
Yeah, I'll give you whatever help you need,
I'll make myself available to you whenever I can
to help you find Matty's real killer.
But I have also lost...
more than you can imagine.
And, um...
so in return, all I do ask is that you help me fully clear my name.
Because... I can't do anything, I can't...
repair anything
if people still believe that I abused a 16-year-old.
So, find out why Anna Stamp said she saw us together,
when she did not. Find out why that girl lied. Please.
We're not angry with you, sweetheart,
we're just trying to understand why you would do such a thing...
particularly as you know better than most... how horrible it is.
Beth?
Don't just ignore your mum, Beth.
No, you are not my dad, you cannot tell me what to do.
Beth, sit down. Beth, come back, Beth!
Just let her go, love, just let her go.
This was your ex.
You do know that, don't you? Fucking everything up, this was her.
Thanks.
Anna?
- Leave me alone or I'll call the police. - Yeah, do.
Be my guest, and then maybe we can cut to the chase.
What chase?
It's just a matter of time, Anna,
before they see you for what you really are.
A very messed up girl who told a dreadful lie
for reasons I-I can't even begin to fathom.
I did not lie.
Except we both know that you did and I'll prove it.
In fact, there's other stuff I know
that I never even mentioned to the police.
So... you better back off, "Miss", or I will give them a call.
Hi this is Sam Wright, please leave a message.
John?
John, what are you doing, it's nearly half eight?
- No work today. - Eh?
But I thought you said it were a three-week contract.
Oh, God, you haven't walked out again?
It was shit money anyway.
For fuck's sake. Any money's better than no money!
Hi. DCI Braithwaite. Looking for Anna Stamp?
Oh, um, Anna, there's someone here to see you.
Maybe she was so into him, she just didn't care.
All I know is, I saw them kissing in her car.
And what were you doing up there at that time, Anna?
What I said five years ago, on a run.
And was it just the one time you saw them?
- Yes. - Who did you tell?
It was my friends, Jane, Nadine and Issy.
And the news got around pretty fast?
Yeah, I guess so.
And this was how long before he died?
Um... a couple of months or so.
Matthew was in the same year... as you, yeah?
- Yeah. - Did you know him at all?
No. I mean, I knew who he was but I didn't "know" him.
And how did you and Ms Wright get on?
- What's that got to do with anything? - Did she ever teach you at all?
No. And I'll tell you what,
instead of asking me a million questions
I already answered the first time round,
how about you speak to her and tell her to stop harassing me?
Speak to who?
Miss Wright.
She's been following me, threatening me.
- Really? - If I didn't "tell the truth",
she said she'd find out where I lived, climb into my flat at night
and stick a pillow over my head.
So maybe she didn't kill Matty, but I promise you this,
she is still a very dangerous woman.
Hey, Em. Gosh, how about this? The head.
- Congratulations, love. - You really shouldn't be here, Sally.
But it's... it's lovely to see you.
- Hey! - How are you?
Well, you know... in unbearable pain.
And I'm so sorry for what you've been through.
I hope you know I never believed a word of it.
So...
OK, yeah, straight to the point, I like that.
All right, so, first of all,
I was wondering if you fancied going for a drink some time?
Half a pint of Pinot down The Grapes?
I am beyond delighted that you've been released,
and I really hope you can start to rebuild your life, I really do...
but if a governor or a parent saw me with you...
I'm sure you understand.
Yeah, not a problem, um...
All right, well, er... OK, second up...
I want my fucking job back.
I'm sorry?
I mean, I'm not unreasonable, I don't expect Head of English,
but Lower Sixth English? Yes, please.
That's not going to be possible...
Yes, it is, you're recruiting for a supply right now.
Nice new website, by the way.
- You slept with a student. - Except I didn't.
Sally...
And not only was I not tried for that offence,
I was never even charged with it.
Which means that when the police prove that Anna Stamp lied,
which they will, then I'm gonna prove that I was unfairly dismissed.
You know what, Emily? I was really good at my job.
In fact, yeah, I was bloody brilliant at it,
and I am so done with people taking shit away from me
they had no right to. So you think on.
I want my job back or I am going to get seriously legal on your arse.
- Sorry, why is the track closed? - Tree pollarding, mate.
Ah, cheers. Thanks, pal.
- You all right, Mike? - Hiya, Dave, I'm at Heaton Tor.
Listen, will you just phone the council
to see if they pollard the trees up here at the same time every year?
- Yep, will do. - Thanks, mate.
- Did she get out? - No, the car didn't actually stop.
- What, how do you know it was her? - She had her window down.
Her face is fairly indelibly imprinted on my brain, Sam.
- Fair enough. - No, I didn't actually feel scared,
what I actually felt was sorry for her.
So I wanted to suggest...
Well... I don't know whether you shouldn't reach out to her.
What do you mean "reach out to her"?
Make contact, see her, speak to her.
Why would I do that?
Because the problem's not going to go away, is it?
I mean, she's obviously come back here to live...
and I just feel like it's a boil that needs to be lanced.
So, I think you should meet her,
tell her where you are in your life, wish her well
and then ask her to respect our privacy,
in the same way she's asked others to respect hers.
Anyway, maybe we can talk about it more tonight, I've got to go.
Yeah, yeah, of course.
I mean, she was actually quite scary, quite intimidating.
Well, I'll certainly speak to her,
she's obviously in a bit of a bad place right now.
I'm sure. Really, the notion of her working here,
indeed of her ever being allowed to work with children again,
it's not going to happen.
You do know she was never actually charged
with any sex offences, don't you?
I also read what Anna Stamp said in the witness box.
As did the board of Governors.
On which subject, Anna Stamp, did you know her at all?
I was her form teacher for two years.
What was she like?
Quiet, unobtrusive, a bit...
bland, being brutally honest.
One of those kids that just really didn't stand out.
And how did she get on with Sally?
That was looked into originally, they had no connections, no.
- Sporty? - You mean because of the run thing?
Yeah.
I did find that a little surprising, because she was known as a smoker,
but she told your officers she'd quit and was trying to get fit.
And the, er...
the friends she told about the kiss...
Jane Kempton, Issy Ryan, Nadine James, what were they like?
Was Issy one of the ones she said she told?
Issy Ryan, yeah.
Oh, right, I... I didn't know that. Um...
I mean the other two were just like Anna, quiet,
wouldn't say boo to a goose.
But Issy, she was the opposite, a little bundle of energy.
Funny, clever, mischievous, never stopped talking.
OK. Bit of a gossip, maybe?
Um... yeah, maybe, I dunno.
More importantly, Issy was never Anna's friend.
Issy was an alpha, Anna wasn't even an inbetweener.
I mean, Anna...
Is there an actual chance she did lie?
Hi, this is Karen Moss, please leave a message.
Listen, I think you're right.
I'm actually gonna try and go and see her now.
Get it over and done with.
I'll call you.
Hi, Sam.
Oh, boss, the forestry work up at Heaton Tor...
In 2015, they pollarded from the 9th to the 23rd.
- Of? - April that year.
It can be any month between April and June, apparently.
Thanks.
Oh, a few of us are going for a pint at The Stag if you fancy it, guv.
Oh, I... I'd love to, Mia,
but it's actually my daughter's birthday, so..
Thank you, though. Next time, definitely.
Alf gets back about now and, er, Jen gets back at about seven, so...
Right, well, I'll try and be... I'll be quick,
I'm sure you don't want to do this with them listening.
Do what?
Or we could arrange a meet, in a pub.
Why are you here, Sam?
I guess to say... I'm sorry.
For not believing in you, Sal.
I am here to say I am so, so sorry.
Hello?
Hi, is that Ms Stamp?
- Yes. - Hi, it's DCI Braithwaite.
I need to talk to you again,
so can you be at the police station at 8am tomorrow, please.
And you'll be interviewed under caution,
so have the right to be accompanied by a lawyer.
OK.
Do you know what killed me more than anything,
more than being in prison for something that I hadn't done...
more than being considered a sex offender
in a prison with male prison officers?
It was thinking that you believed that I'd betrayed you.
That I would've ever been unfaithful to you.
Cos I wouldn't.
And that you would think that when we were trying for a baby?
You mustn't...
A baby we should have had.
I found out I was pregnant when I was on remand.
I had a miscarriage... three months before the trial,
I was 15 weeks.
He was perfect, Sam.
He was perfect.
So, all I've ever wanted is for you to know this.
I understand that you have a new life now,
and I accept that, I really do...
but what I can't accept is you thinking that I'd betrayed you.
Because I didn't and I never would.
There was only ever one man for me.
And that was only ever you.
Love you, need you, want you, Daddy.
Aw!
Love you, need you, want you, Daddy.
Aw.
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
- Oh, wow. - Sorry.
Hi.
- How did it go? - Er... yeah, yeah, fine.
- Did you tell her about us? - Of course.
- And she was OK with everything? - Er...
Er, um, she's... Yeah, she completely gets it
and it's all... it's all good.
Good.
Hey, hey.
Shh-shh.
What are you doing?
You know I'd always forgive you, don't you?
No matter you'd done, I'd always forgive you.
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