All rise.
You may be seated.
Members of the jury,
the defendant, Professor Jasper Tempest,
stands before you
charged with the attempted murder of one Simon Lanesborough.
What the... Whoa!
Jasper?
Go on.
It is your duty to determine
whether the defendant is guilty or not guilty,
based only on the facts and evidence provided in this case.
As the defendant has waived his right to enter a plea,
it is incumbent on me, given the presumption of innocence,
to register a plea of not guilty.
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Acerbic.
Rude.
Distant.
Sometimes he'll just completely ignore you.
The professor's students will agree, he can be frightening.
Not to me. I'm made of sterner stuff.
But if you didn't know him, whoo, beware.
Ms Snares, you're familiar with the term "character witness"?
Of course.
In that case, would you care to outline
some of the professor's positive qualities?
When Jasper was a child,
I strictly forbade him from ever touching his father's gun.
And you can strike any Freudian connotations
from the dark recesses of your minds.
- Mrs Tempest, if we can... - There is no connection whatsoever
between my proficiency as a mother
and my son releasing a fusillade
into the ceiling of the local police station.
The Appointments Board has somehow seen fit
to give the professor's post to another man.
- A man? - Well, a professor.
But just as qualified?
No. That's the pity of it.
Nowhere near so well-qualified.
Professor Tempest has been invaluable
in helping us solve a number of murder cases.
Helpful in what way?
Psychological insights, profiling.
In most of the cases, we wouldn't have got a conviction without him.
Could you give the court an example?
I could tell you about the most recent one.
This was two weeks ago in HMP Mandrake.
Without the professor's help,
we would have convicted an innocent man.
Got my release date.
Mm.
Aren't you supposed to say, "Well done", or something?
You want me to congratulate you
on something that is so obviously causing you distress?
Mr Burridge.
Oh, Steddon.
'All prisoners to remain
'in their cells till further notice.
'I repeat, all prisoners to remain in their cells till further notice.'
Thank you.
First on the scene was Professor Tempest.
And is he a suspect?
Several blows to the right parietal with a blunt instrument.
You think that'd be the professor's MO?
- The professor would use poison. - It could be a double bluff.
A towel smeared with blood has been sent to the lab for tests.
We're assuming it was used to wipe prints from the murder weapon.
- Do you have the murder weapon? - No, not yet.
The officer in charge of the workshop
has reported a hammer missing.
The prisoners will remain in lockdown
- during the investigation. - Yeah. All right, cheers, Paul.
Shall we go?
- Come through. - Thank you.
I need a list of everybody who had access to the workshop,
times they checked in, times they checked out.
Yep, just give me five minutes.
Why is there no CCTV?
Power cut.
In a prison?
New automatic gates keep tripping the mains.
Killer saw his chance.
Yeah.
Can somebody take me to see Professor Tempest?
I thought you would have some suspects for us.
Time you've been here,
you must've formed some impressions of people.
Prison Officer Steddon did not believe in rehabilitation.
When you deny that, you deny hope.
He sold drugs to those inmates who could impose upon their families
or corrupt solicitors to smuggle money into the facility.
Anyone who tried to escape his influence was victimised.
He was the diseased heart
pumping poison around an already toxified system.
Every prisoner on this wing had a motive to kill him.
Here you are. Where are you hiding them?
Eh? You want me to wreck the place, do you?
I know...
that you have got drugs in here, yeah?
You're in here for GBH, you're an animal.
Don't act like you've changed.
Hey?
Nobody changes.
Clear that up.
It's only stuff.
Ah, gotta give this place a clean!
What a beautiful day it is! Aw!
- Got a name. - Mm?
Emil Rhodes.
According to his cell-mates,
Steddon had been targeting him for months.
Smashing up his things, making life hell.
He wasn't the only one.
Steddon was a drug-dealing bully boy.
OK, here we go.
Emil Rhodes, five years, GBH,
due for release in six weeks.
Is he gonna jeopardise that?
His cell-mate overheard him planning the murder
with the guy who's bunked up with the prof.
Shall we take one each, or...?
- Dan. - Sorry, your call.
No, it's not that.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
It's just since we're back together... I dunno.
I dunno. It's like I...
wake up with Lisa...
and then you're my boss.
But I, er...
Yeah, I dunno where I stand, and it's like we're not together.
Right.
Well, it might take some time to adjust, but...
we'll figure it out.
Yeah. Hm!
Yeah.
Get on with it, then.
I... I actually quite liked that.
- Right, I'll see you in a bit. - All right.
'Please be aware that the lockdown
'will remain in place
'until the safety of all staff and inmates can be established.'
Emil, we've heard from a number of inmates
that Officer Steddon picked on you.
Why did he do that?
He was a dealer.
I was one of his regulars.
Then I quit.
Some of the youth look up to me.
Yeah, I know, crazy.
Anyway, they quit, too, reduced his revenue stream.
- The prison workshop... - The Hobbit Shop.
- I take it you don't work there? - Slave labour.
- Looking at your history... - Mm, yeah, not good.
To say the least.
You have a clear motive for killing Steddon.
I might be the one in a thousand prison actually saved.
Now, am I going to risk that to take out Steddon?
You were overheard planning Steddon's murder.
Aw...
Yeah?
Yeah.
By who?
Emil.
- These are for you. - Cheers.
- Boss. Is it...? - Nothing, sorry.
Wrote to six people.
Nothing.
- I'm meant to be out in a week. - You know there's classes.
Show you how to work a smartphone, find somewhere to live.
Yeah, yeah, I applied, man, I applied.
Who'd you give the forms to?
Er... Steddon.
- Steddon. - What?
Think he didn't post them?
I know how we deal with Steddon.
Them that will tell don't know.
And them that know don't tell.
How long have you been doing shifts in the prison workshop?
A year.
Officer Burridge said it would help with my parole.
You were working there today?
Yeah. Making bunk beds.
What happened?
There was a power cut. Got turfed out early.
Does Emil Rhodes work there?
Yeah.
Well, you were overheard talking about Prison Officer Steddon.
Can I go now?
Why? Why do you wanna go?
You're asking about Emil.
I don't talk about other people.
- Got it. - Great.
Workshop roster for today. You're on it.
First day.
You told me you didn't work there.
I said it was slave labour.
Didn't say I didn't work there.
When the body was found, lockdown was imposed,
- where were you? - Can't remember.
You were in the shower.
Got sweaty in the workshop.
Were you washing off Steddon's blood?
Ooh! Nearly caught me out there.
Was about to say yes, then I thought,
"Wait, hold on, don't say that."
- Is this a game to you? - Pretty much, yeah.
If you didn't laugh, you'd... What is it?
beat somebody to death with a hammer.
'Due to lockdown,
'the serving of lunch will be at least 30 minutes late.
'Any prisoner found smoking or...'
Mr Haq.
Is this your handiwork?
I need a brief.
'Shouting and verbal abuse
'aimed at staff will not be tolerated.'
Thanks.
You're gonna be placed in solitary.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
You'll be there until the police have concluded their investigation.
Is there anything you wanna tell us?
I needed help finding a job, and Steddon blocked me.
Please bring in the next witness, Mrs Christina Brand.
Miss Carver, your witness.
Detective Chief Inspector Brand,
how long have you known the defendant?
Over 25 years.
And in that time, have you ever known him to be
in any way physically, verbally, in any way, violent?
Absolutely not.
Never.
What, in your opinion, were Professor Tempest's intentions
on the night he discharged the shotgun in your office?
I believe he came to help. He thought I was in danger.
Can you describe what happened?
I was about to arrest DI Lanesborough.
Professor Tempest entered the room.
I was distracted. I...
DI Lanesborough caught me with a blow to the head,
and Professor Tempest fired his gun into the ceiling.
Why?
To attract attention.
Did it work?
Two constables rushed into the room and had him restrained in seconds.
We've heard Simon Lanesborough's account.
Did Professor Tempest aim the shotgun at Lanesborough's face?
No.
Thank you.
Mr Turnbull.
DCI Brand.
A police officer with years of experience,
retirement and a generous pension to look forward to.
A lot to lose, wouldn't you say?
- When you put it like that. - How else should I put it?
It's either a lot to lose, or it isn't.
Yes, it is.
And as well as being an experienced police officer,
are you also a mind-reader?
- I'm sorry? - A clairvoyant, perhaps?
I'm just trying to work out how you knew with such precision
what was going through Professor Tempest's mind
when he came into your office with a fully loaded shotgun.
Is it not the truth that you told Tempest
that Lanesborough was on his way?
Because, as we've already heard from your answerphone message,
you'd lured Lanesborough to your office
with a promise of a surprise.
DCI Brand is not on trial.
Your Honour.
Miss Brand, what possessed you to invite Simon Lanesborough,
a man whom you knew to be dangerous, to your office?
I mean, you said in your statement you were unarmed.
Why weren't you armed? Why take that risk?
Mr Turnbull.
Please restrict your questions to the actions of the defendant.
Rather than rushing to save you,
could Professor Tempest's desire to confront Simon Lanesborough
with a fully loaded shotgun have been motivated by jealousy?
No.
Were you and the professor lovers?
It's a legitimate question.
- A long... - A simple yes or no will suffice.
Yes.
- I'm calling a short adjournment. - One hour.
Ah, DI Rabbit.
My son isn't the only Tempest with deductive powers.
The clouds have parted.
- Have they? - I know Jasper
is protecting DCI Brand.
Protecting her from what?
The prosecution lawyer sailed dangerously close to the truth.
Was she unarmed?
Well?
Mrs Tempest...
DCI Brand intended to murder this Lanesborough.
Jasper protected her.
If you think for one second
I'm going to allow my son to play patsy for this woman,
you don't know Adelaide Tempest.
Wilfred.
Do you want something to drink?
I wish to change my plea.
That's not a good idea.
DCI Brand is being humiliated
in front of her husband, in front of her children...
She's a senior police officer. She can handle it.
Why would an innocent man want to be seen as guilty?
How did Omar convince the parole board
that he was a reformed character?
You must've suspected.
I did not suspect that...
for the simple reason
that my cell-mate did not kill Prison Officer Steddon.
You're familiar with the expression "hang your head in shame"?
It's a cliche.
It is also a residual physical reaction many of us still have.
Omar hung his head when recounting a crime
that he committed over 20 years ago, a sign of genuine remorse.
Yet, he reacted to the discovery of the hammer
with little more than a shrug.
Results from forensics.
There's traces of Steddon's blood under Omar's fingernails,
and his prints are on the hammer.
Well, of course they are.
He found the body. He took the hammer.
You're saying he wants to take the blame, why not just do that?
Why hide the hammer?
He believed the hammer being found
gave his involvement more credibility.
What if it wasn't found?
He left pieces of foam rubber on the floor, the bed was unmade.
A flashing neon arrow pointing towards the hammer
could not have been more obvious.
I keep snagging on the suspicion they planned it together.
This guy's terrified of getting out of prison,
but he can't do the deed
or guarantee he never leaves. This guy...
He's got good reason to hate Steddon.
And a history of violence.
So, he kills Steddon, Omar takes the blame. Win-win.
If Emil is the killer,
how do we prove it when we've got Omar's prints on the hammer,
- and Steddon's blood under his nails? - And a confession.
What's the professor saying?
He wants to talk to Omar himself.
Prison governor said no.
If we're gonna take another crack at Emil,
we need Omar to retract his confession.
I'll talk to the governor.
'Please carry out quiet activities
'in your cell until lockdown...'
The police believe Emil was involved.
No, he wasn't.
So...
tell me what you did.
They are going to charge Emil as an accessory, at the very least.
There was a power cut.
I took the hammer.
On my way back to the spur, I saw Steddon.
I told him I had some cash.
Said to meet him in the laundry room.
To buy drugs?
Steddon was waiting for me when I walked in.
I hit him three, four times.
Took the drugs, took the hammer, and walked out.
Nobody saw me.
What did you do with the drugs?
Flushed them.
Where was Prison Officer Steddon when you assaulted him, exactly?
He was, er...
by the main dryer.
And you struck him when he was facing you?
No, he was...
When he was turned away?
Yeah.
Come in.
Mr Burridge, may I have the key to the laundry room?
Bring them right back.
Anything else?
No.
Hey!
I saw what you did.
Yeah. Did you?
Where you wanna take it, the governor?
You're making this job harder for everyone.
You're gonna lecture me, eh?
A junkie's dad.
And whose fault is that?
Get your hands off me.
Back in your box.
You may be seated.
Mr Turnbull.
To remind the jury, DCI Brand has already admitted
that she and the defendant were lovers
but denied that he came to her office
with the intention of murdering her new lover, Simon Lanesborough.
DCI Brand, was Professor Tempest
hopeful that your romance might be rekindled?
Yes, I believe he was.
And he knew about your affair with Simon Lanesborough?
Where is this going?
I'm attempting, Your Honour, to establish jealousy
as the key motivator for the defendant.
Tell me, DCI Brand, how did a man such as Professor Tempest,
a man who so clearly likes to keep his own counsel,
how did he communicate the fact that he was still in love with you?
Did you manipulate him?
No, I did not.
Did you tell him Lanesborough was on his way,
because you knew how deep the wells of jealousy are
in this very private man?
You gave him the information,
safe in the knowledge that he was almost certain to do
the very thing that you wanted to do.
Except you're too canny to risk your position...
your job,
your family...
your pension.
Why take any risks when you can watch Simon Lanesborough,
the man who betrayed you, being murdered,
- and walk away with impunity? - Erm...
Did you or did you not tell Tempest to come to your office?
I demand to change my plea.
Order.
Silence in the court.
As your plea was not guilty,
am I correct in assuming you now wish to plead guilty?
- Oh! - Adelaide!
Order! The lady has fainted!
We need a doctor! Is there a doctor?
Yeah? Come in.
Just drop the keys on the desk.
Mr Burridge...
you killed Prison Officer Steddon.
- What? - You murdered your colleague.
Have you taken something?
When you examined the crime scene, there was, for a moment,
an expression of surprise on your face.
I assumed you had found something,
but your surprise was due to the lack of something.
The hammer.
Someone had removed it.
Are you seriously accusing me?
Have you forgotten where you are?
I know you did not kill Prison Officer Steddon.
His injuries were caused by someone right-handed.
You are, to use boxing parlance, a southpaw.
What happened to Prison Officer Burridge's son?
His photograph is no longer on display.
I dunno what you're talking about.
Talking to my police colleagues,
I was informed that your son died of a drugs overdose.
You blamed Prison Officer Steddon.
You invited him into your home,
and he repaid your hospitality by introducing your son to heroin.
You come in here...
you think your morals, your rules,
you think they still apply.
In here, they're worse than useless.
You may have justified this to yourself,
but are you prepared to let Omar Haq
spend the rest of his life in prison?
Omar wouldn't survive outside.
You want him out and me in?
Have you any idea what they'd do to me?
You do realise you are throwing your life away.
Yeah. Me?
You know, when you walked into my cell I thought,
"Somebody's taking the piss."
I mean, could you find anybody less like me?
Turns out...
we're the same.
It would be better for you if you confessed to the police.
No.
You've got nothing.
Everything you've said is guesswork.
What are you gonna do with your theory, eh?
You gonna go running to the police?
Let me know when you decide.
Now, get out.
Your mother's fine.
The judge has called us back in.
I know the cross-examination of DCI Brand has been bruising,
but I'm imploring you,
you cannot change your plea to guilty.
Yes, I can.
And that is exactly what I intend to do.
'You killed Prison Officer Steddon.'
'You murdered your colleague.'
'Omar wouldn't survive outside.'
'You've got nothing.
'Everything you've said is guesswork.'
Mr Burridge?
'It would be better for you if you confessed to the police.'
'No.'
All rise.
You may be seated.
Your Honour, Miss Brand would like to change her plea.
Would DCI Brand please return to the witness stand?
I believe you want to amend your testimony?
I...
I failed to tell the truth
in my witness statement to Detective Superintendent Hines.
When Lanesborough came to my office...
I was armed.
I was armed, and I shouldn't have been.
Professor Tempest fired the gun into the ceiling because he...
..he was afraid I was going to kill Lanesborough.
And was that your intention?
No.
Lanesborough had betrayed me
professionally and personally, and...
nearly caused the death of one of my colleagues.
One of my team.
I wanted the satisfaction of arresting him...
myself.
Professor Tempest, for all his undoubted brilliance, can...
sometimes misunderstand people's emotions.
Professor Tempest, you want to change your plea?
Your Honour, if I may, I would like to plead not guilty.
Order!
I should've realised he was a suicide risk.
You suspected he was the killer?
I did not suspect.
I knew.
Why didn't you tell us?
I wanted to give Prison Officer Burridge
the opportunity to approach you himself.
Did you see the note he left?
It's a confession.
Paul has his doubts.
Thinks the note could be Burridge trying to help Omar.
Have you spoken to Omar?
He's refusing to speak.
He won't believe Burridge is dead.
Thinks we're trying to trick him.
The police know Prison Officer Burridge killed Steddon.
They know it was not Emil.
They know it was not you.
Help is available when you get out.
That's not why I said it was me.
Mr Burridge made life better here.
I felt that...
I could swap my freedom to keep a good man in his job.
'Lockdown is over.
'I repeat, lockdown is over.'
Omar!
The prof got in touch.
Said you might need a job?
Somewhere to stay?
Just till you get on your feet.
Come on.
Thought I might find you here.
I wanted to say how sorry I am.
What I put you through...
trying to keep my job.
It was not your responsibility.
I made a choice.
And did you?
Keep your job?
I quit before they could fire me.
I'm still under investigation.
I have no future in the force.
I'm here to say goodbye.
I'm moving to the coast.
With...
Michael and the kids.
I'm glad that I've known you.
I am.
I loved you.
Well, I sincerely hope that you and Michael can...
navigate the rapids and surmount any difficulties.
Everyone deserves a second chance.
What about you?
You might meet someone.
Fall in love again.
It is a long way down.
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