Episode 2

[Ellie] Previously on Broadchurch... Hi.

Trish, is it?

You called about an attack.

A sexual attack.

[Alec] Trish Winterman of West Flintcombe has made an allegation of rape against an unknown attacker.

If the attack happened at the party, that's a long list of people to interview and eliminate.

There were fifty men at your party on Saturday night?

Yeah, at least fifty.

-Wessex Police.

Who are you?

-Ed Burnett.

This is my shop.

-Was there a fight at the party?

-Yeah.

[Cath] Bloody Ed.

He was as much at fault as Jim, and don't let him tell you otherwise.

[Alec] We have a sexual predator who is a danger to the public.

-How long you been here?

-[Ellie] Hour or two.

Wanted to familiarize myself with the scene before the Gold Meeting.

I've walked the path from here to the house, and there are plenty of places her attacker could've hid in.

But because of the rains last week, it's all muddy.

So, whoever did move her here, they'd have plenty of mud on their clothes and shoes.

I'm hoping these guys get some good footprints.

[imperceptible] How many extra officers have we got?

[inhales sharply] Two DCs.

What, that's it?

We need more than that.

Sexual offenses never get the same resources as murder.

Chief Super told me I was lucky to get two.

For God's sake, they know how many potential suspects we've got?

How they expect us to move quickly with a small team like that?

Did you get any sleep?

Not really.

[Alec Hardy] Trish Winterman did not see her attacker.

It was a deliberate and brutal attack.

She was hit by a blow to the back of the head, she was knocked unconscious, she was gagged, she had her hands tied with blue fishing twine... Miller's got a lead on that.

Yeah, Humphries Nets, in town.

They're the main manufacturer in the whole of the southwest.

And then, we think she was moved to an area by the waterfall, where she was raped.

Traces of her blood were found on stones next to the water.

Her attacker gagged her.

We need to find the material used for the gag.

And used a condom, all of which suggests premeditation.

We've asked the Atwoods, who hired the house, to provide us with a full guest list, and once we have it, DC Harford will coordinate interviewing everyone who was there.

We also need to talk to the caterers, any entertainment suppliers, local businesses such as minicabs who provided transport.

There's also another road in and out of the property, so, it's possible the attacker wasn't a guest at the party.

Can we get more uniform for searching the ground?

And, uh, divers for the lake?

It's potentially a massive scene.

No.

For the moment, you lot here are the extent of our resources.

There's one CCTV camera in the vicinity of the house, in the entrance hall, but from the floor plans, uh, there are another three exits in use that night.

No other cameras until you get back onto the A35.

And the nearest traffic camera is a good nine miles from Axehampton.

So even if the attacker drove, we won't necessarily be able to track them.

Uh, Trish is recently separated from her husband, Ian.

We'll talk to him today.

They have a daughter-- -Leah.

-Yeah, she's 15.

Uh, we'll need full intel on all known sex offenders living in the area.

Details of their offenses.

Prioritize any that are recently released or out on license.

SOCO are finishing up at the crime scene today and we've got two uniform starting door-to-door enquiries in the village.

Oh, if you look at the map, it's actually a hamlet, not a village.

Thanks for that.

And what about the victim's ABE interview?

When's that?

Can we not use the word victim?

Her name is Trish Winterman.

And her ABE interview will take place when we judge she's up to it.

We'll get a steer from her ISVA later this morning.

There's a time pressure here, right?

If she's still traumatized, she may not have full recall.

-Was she drunk?

-What?

DC Harford, you want to run this meeting?

Sorry, sir.

[Alec] We can't keep this from the public for too long, but there are people we'll wanna talk to before the news gets out.

So for now, all of this is kept to yourselves.

Miller... Rope factory, come on.

[Ellie] Are you the only manufacturers of rope and twine in the region?

[Leo] Nets and lines for fishing used to be the main industry, but we're the only ones left making them in Broadchurch now.

All the others closed up.

Fishing's dying on its arse.

So what sort of samples are you after?

Uh, one of every product you make.

Nets and lines?

We do a lot.

I'd like one of everything, please.

And what do you want it for?

You'll be assisting us with an ongoing investigation.

You gonna give me any more than that?

No.

Don't know if I'm comfortable with this.

Not comfortable?

How old are you, son?

Twenty-three.

You're in charge of this place?

I said I was in charge today.

-Ah.

-And most days, really.

I've totally got authority to take decisions.

But the business belongs to my family.

My dad's the legal owner, but he's more interested in playing golf, so he lets me run things.

It's not exactly difficult.

Well, if you've totally got the authority to make decisions, totally make the decision to cooperate with our requests.

Or we'll totally come back with a warrant.

And I might phone your dad.

You'll need to read and sign this short statement.

What's it say?

Just, uh, who you are, where you work, what rope you make, who you supply, and, uh, what you're giving us.

Basic factual stuff.

Just sign here.

How many people work here?

Uh, 11, I think, in total.

All on staff contracts?

We take in some casuals when we have a big order.

I'll need a list of all your staff for the last three years.

-I'll try, but-- -Great, thanks.

Is there anything else you're gonna demand?

Where were you on Saturday night, Leo?

I was out with my girlfriend.

We had a few drinks at The Anglers, and then a kebab on the way home.

Ah, romantic.

And she'll confirm this story, will she?

Yeah, 'course.

Suppose you want her details and all.

Please.

He was very keen on himself.

Yeah, wasn't he just.

But they do produce some very nice blue fishing twine.

Test that against the fibers from Trish's wrist wounds.

But even if it's a match, what does that prove?

Doesn't prove anything, but it just increases the probability that her attacker lives locally.

Just because it was made there doesn't mean it was bought round here.

I feel like that boy's affected your naturally optimistic disposition, Miller.

I am never in the mood for swaggery young shits.

[Alec] Let's get to Jim Atwood's, get that invite list.

This is the list.

It's got, uh, all Cath's added scribbles on it.

She kept bloody meeting people and inviting them.

I told her she had to stop at some point, but then, uh, that's my wife for you.

Never one to hear the word, "No."

Oh, that's great, thanks.

[clicks tongue] Have you seen Trish?

At the moment, we're not able to discuss anything other than the fact that we're investigating a serious sexual assault.

Does Ian know yet?

I'd ask you not to discuss this with anyone else until we've formally made the news public.

People are already talking.

Make sure you're not one of them.

Why did you have a fight with Ed Burnett at the party?

[chuckles] Oh, you heard about that, did you?

-[Ellie] Yeah, your wife mentioned it.

-Oh, did she?

What was that all about?

Just the same stuff we always argue about.

Uh, the way he runs the shop, my wife's shift patterns, refugee crisis.

Yeah, mostly shift patterns.

He's, um, a knob.

And how long have you and Cath been married?

[clicks tongue] Uh, phew, 27 years in August.

Hoping for time off for good behavior.

D'you fish?

No.

No.

Tried to a few times.

Oh, I keep all that there 'cause, uh, Cath said she didn't want it cluttering up the house and I couldn't bear to get rid of it.

Can you make a time to come down to the station for a full statement about your movements on Saturday night?

Is there any particular reason that I need to do that?

We need all the details we can get.

It was your party, after all.

And we'll need you to give a sample of DNA.

We'll be asking everyone at the party to do the same.

It's completely voluntary.

No problem.

I was thinking, um, when I was making the list up... We knew everybody there.

So that means one of our friends could've done this.

We need the list to rule people out as much as in.

Well, that's good to know.

Unless you have any specific concerns about anyone who was there that night?

You let me have a think about that.

Not exactly a vote of confidence on his party guests, was it?

Any names you recognize on there?

Yeah.

Quite a few.

And they'll all be starting to talk amongst themselves and speculating.

Here.

It's hot.

[indistinct conversations] Maggie, sorry to keep you waiting.

Three weeks I've had to wait to get an appointment with you.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

But I'm glad you're here now.

Let's cut to the chase, shall we?

I cannot work for a company that no longer allows me to choose my own front page.

I've been doing this for nearly 30 years and I'm bloody good at it.

Unlike whoever threw out my front page this week and substituted this.

Kittens in a bin.

It's kittens escaping from a bin.

On the front page.

It's feel-good.

And it sells.

It's page-five filler.

The lead should be the planning permission given for 300 new homes.

Which moron thought that was a better?

I did.

I changed it.

I hope you're ashamed of yourself.

[chuckles] No, I'm not.

You lead on planning or parking or petty crime every week.

We're a paper of record for the life of the town.

That stuff just makes my paper look frivolous and undermines my position as editor.

But then that's been a long time coming.

I've lost my only journalist to a national tabloid, and now I'm expected to cover every story that happens around here, on my own, in a tiny room and with no support.

I know it's been hard.

But you're not gonna be stuck there alone anymore.

Oh.

Well, good.

You're coming to work here.

I don't think so, petal.

Oh, the lease on your building's up.

We're not renewing.

There's hot desking capacity for you here.

Not a chance.

I need to be where the stories are, where the people are.

I can't do that from here!

You know how tough print economics are, Maggie.

We can't sustain a presence in Broadchurch.

We're closing the offices.

The paper will continue, but it'll offer content from a wider area using pooled resources.

That's not local news.

People need their own lives reflected.

That's the whole point.

We're redefining what we mean by "local."

Oh, for God's sake!

When's all this supposed to happen?

The lease runs out four weeks on Friday.

The Broadchurch Echo has served that town for more than a century.

It matters to people.

Then they should be buying it in greater numbers.

Times change, Maggie.

Don't get left behind.

I don't want a steer from Beth.

I want her to help us get Trish Winterman's interview done as a matter of urgency.

You know the state Trish is in.

If we leave it one or two more days.

Can't be done.

There's too much at risk.

That ABE interview is Trish's main videoed evidence in court, if the case gets that far, and if she makes a mistake, or her memory's hazy, it causes massive problems-- So, we wait.

We delay getting a crucial piece of information and another woman gets attacked.

That's not Trish's responsibility!

No.

It's mine!

I've gotta weigh up the risk to Trish's evidence against the safety of other members of the public.

Can't we protect them both?

Tell me how.

We've to get to what she knows as soon as we can.

Brief Beth.

She's got to get Trish in a fit state.

[exhales] -Tom's been excluded from school for a week.

-What for?

Sharing porn on his phone.

-No!

-Yep.

So that's good.

Cor!

Bloody hell, Beth.

Those bloody devices, you don't know what's on them.

The access they have to this stuff.

We never had any of that.

Best I had was Alice Wilson reading the dirty bits of Jilly Cooper out loud when we were 13.

[laughs] I still get a bit of a tingle when I think about it now.

[both laugh] -I found my mum's vibrator when I was 12.

-No, you didn't.

I asked her what it was for.

-What did she say?

-She said it was a whisk.

"Don't tell Dad."

[chuckles] Which I thought was weird for a whisk.

Oh, God, her face.

I can't bear to think about it.

[chuckles] Beth, we need your help with Trish Winterman.

I haven't even met her yet.

I know.

But we need to move the investigation forward fast and she's our main source of evidence.

If she could do her interview as soon as possible, it'd make a massive difference.

-That's not my job, Ell.

You shouldn't be asking.

-Beth-- The first meetings with clients are hard enough as it is.

I don't need pressure from you.

-We're supposed to be independent.

-Yeah, I know.

But whoever attacked Trish is... Is walking about unchallenged somewhere out here.

And she's... She's our main clue to finding him.

I'm promising nothing.

I've said, haven't I, how amazing you are for choosing to do this job?

Now you're just trying to butter me up.

-No, I've done that, I'm being honest now.

-[chuckles softly] I'm so proud of you, Beth.

[cell phone buzzes] Trish?

-I'm Beth.

-Ah, yeah.

Nice to meet you.

You're probably a bit nervous about this.

So, shall I start by telling you a bit about what we do?

Mm.

I'm from Wessex Rape Response.

We're an independent organization.

We're not part of the police.

We support people who've experienced sexual violence.

And there's three strands to what we do, we run a helpline, counseling sessions and then there's the ISVAs.

Independent Sexual Violence Advisors, which is me.

I'm not a counselor, but I can arrange counseling.

My role is to support you through the police investigation, and if it goes to trial.

I'll be there all the way.

What I do is completely client-led.

I don't have any agenda except to help you.

Okay?

How're you doing so far?

Are you up to a bit of paperwork?

-Yeah.

Okay.

-Great.

This says that I can share information with other agencies if appropriate.

Basically, if you tell me anything that gives me cause for concern, for you or other people, I have a duty of care to pass that on.

Do you understand?

So I just need you to sign there, where it says, "Victim's Name."

Sorry about that.

I don't know why they have that there.

We don't use that word.

We use the word "client."

Thanks.

Some information leaflets for you to take with you.

We're gonna have regular meetings, so have a think about how often you'd like.

We can meet somewhere like this, or I could come to your house.

If there's developments in the investigation, or if you have questions for the police, I can help you with those.

Am I right in thinking you haven't given your full interview yet?

[Trish exhales softly] How're you feeling about doing it?

I do wanna talk to them.

I...

I just don't know if I'm ready.

[sniffs] You do what's right for you.

Don't worry about what anyone else says.

Once you're ready, I can come with you to the interview if that's helpful.

Would you do that?

Of course.

I'm here for whatever you need.

I feel like I'm not in my own body.

I can understand that.

Your mind and your body are not going to be behaving normally.

You might be going through a process of trauma.

There's information in these leaflets about rape trauma syndrome, which might be useful.

Whatever you're feeling, whether it be sad, angry, disturbed, exhausted, depressed, it's all normal.

Okay?

Thank you.

You might not think it, but you are doing amazingly.

-No, I'm not.

-You are.

You got up, you got dressed, you did your hair, you did your make up, you came here, you talked to me.

These are massive victories.

These crimes, they make you feel like your control has been taken away.

Like there's no light at the end of the tunnel.

But there is.

And we're gonna find that light together, okay?

I feel... so ashamed.

I wish he'd just killed me.

[takes deep breath] -[Ellie on phone] Beth?

-Hey.

I don't think she'll be ready today.

[Ellie] Can you hold her there?

We'll come by now and have a quick word.

[Ellie] You know, I don't know if we should be pushing if Beth says she's not ready-- [Alec] Beth Latimer is not in charge here.

Are you all right?

Murder I can make sense of.

Sexual offenses, it's... Trish, we're going to release a statement later today about the attack.

It'll be very brief and non-specific.

It won't mention your name or the exact location.

Um, we just wanted you to know in case you saw it mentioned anywhere.

All right.

Right.

You have to do that, do you?

[Ellie] Well, it's im...

Important for us to release limited information into the public domain in case it encourages any witnesses to come forward.

We'd also like you to come in at 4:00 p.m. today for your ABE interview.

Right.

If that's what you want.

You're welcome to have Beth accompany you if it helps.

We were still discussing the timing!

No, you were discussing it, I'd made a decision.

-Can we not just-- -No, we can't!

Because what if another woman gets raped while we're still discussing?

How'd you feel living with that for the rest of your career, for the rest of your life?

Look, I know it's a hard balance.

No, you don't, actually, 'cause it's easy being you, Miller.

Oh.

I'm the one who's responsible, I'm the one who has to decide, and that's what I've done.

So, I don't want to hear any more about it.

Can we just focus on the ex-husband?

[Ellie] We're investigating a serious sexual assault that took place at Axehampton House on Saturday night.

Bloody hell.

What, at... At Cath Atwood's party?

You were there, we understand.

Yeah, uh, I'm good friends with Cath and Jim.

We used to, me and my wife...

I'm separated from my wife, Trish, but when we were together, the four of us saw a lot of each other.

And did you go to the party by yourself?

No, I was with my, uh, a girlfriend.

Sarah.

She teaches geography.

And were you together all night?

Not all the time.

No.

But you left together?

No.

She left before me.

Any reason for that?

Sarah feels that she isn't always made welcome, particularly by Cath.

So she left first.

She got a taxi, I think.

In fact, I know she did, because she had the same driver who'd brought Trish to the party earlier in the evening.

She said she couldn't escape me even on the way home.

And did you have much to drink?

A bit.

Quite a lot.

En...

Enough to leave the car there.

Oh, so, how did you get home?

I, uh, shared a taxi with a couple of other people.

Could you give us their names?

I don't think I could, no, sorry.

I mean, they were like a cousin or an auntie of Cath's, I think.

What cab company was it?

[stuttering] I don't know.

I just remember the light on top.

As I say, I was a bit the worse for wear by that point.

Who got dropped off first?

You or them?

Uh... Me?

I think?

Cath Atwood would know who they were?

Presumably, yes.

And you said your wife was at the party?

Yes.

Why?

-Did you talk to her?

-[scoffs] We exchanged pleasantries shortly after she got there, and then later on, we exchanged unpleasantries.

What do you mean by that?

[sighs] It's not very nice seeing the woman you used to be married to drunk and cavorting with a lot of strange men.

I mean, by all accounts, she's slept with half a dozen blokes in the last few months.

God knows how many of them were at the party.

It's embarrassing.

Technically, we are still married.

So, we had words outside.

She'd gone out for a cigarette.

Another bone of contention.

So you had an argument?

[clicks tongue] I think we probably did, yes.

My memory gets a little bit hazy at that point and I'm sure Trish would say the same.

It was a boozy night all round.

So how did the argument end?

I went back inside.

And you didn't see her for the rest of the night?

No.

So people would attest that you were in the main house until late on?

Why would anyone need to attest where I was?

We're just compiling a record of people's movements.

[sighs, stutters] Look, don't you think you should be telling me a little bit, I mean, anything about what's happened?

Ah, we can't I'm afraid.

But we would like to ask you for a quick DNA sample.

Right.

Um...

I don't mean to be awkward, but I don't really like the idea of... Do I have to?

Am I legally obliged?

It's voluntary.

Well, in that case I'll decline.

For now.

If that's all right.

I don't like the idea of my DNA being on file until I know why and how it's being stored.

I'm not a big fan of police hoarding bio-data.

Is that right?

[Alec] At least we know how Trish got to the party.

We need to track down that taxi driver that took her.

Our first DNA refusal.

Yeah.

Interesting decision.

[cell phone ringing] Daisy?

[Daisy on phone] Where are you?

I'm at work.

Is everything all right?

[Daisy] We were gonna meet for lunch.

[groans] Yeah, that's right.

We were.

You're not coming, are you?

Oh, I don't think I'm gonna make it on time, no.

Daze, I'm sorry.

-It's fine.

-I'm really sorry.

-I...

It's this new case.

-Yep.

I'll see you later then.

Tonight.

We'll go tonight, yeah?

-Yeah.

Okay.

Bye.

-I'm sorry.

Everything all right?

Nah, I messed up.

How d'you do it, Miller, the whole single parent thing?

By constantly absorbing feelings of failure, guilt and shame.

Look, he's our guy, first one in the queue.

Your radio controller told us that you took a fare to the party in Axehampton on Saturday night.

I took a lot of people back and forth.

It was a big do.

Yeah, and you picked up a fare from, uh, West Flintcombe.

Trish Winterman.

She's a regular.

Right.

Do you know her well?

No.

Only through work.

Just her in the back of the cab?

Yeah.

And you got to the gardens when?

Twenty-past, half-past 8:00.

She had me booked for the return journey later that night, but she never turned up.

I waited for a while, tried her mobile, then I took a couple of others back to town instead.

Do you remember their names?

No, didn't ask.

I dropped them a couple of streets from the church.

And you were working all night?

Till 3:00.

Graveyard shift.

So we were talking to your radio controller and she said you developed a fault with your radio halfway through the night and she couldn't contact you.

That's right.

We've been moaning at them to get us new gear for a while.

They say it's too expensive.

How did you work all night without radio?

I figured if I stayed in the car park at the party with my light on, I'd stand a chance of some fares.

You were in the car park all night?

No, I ferried people back and forth.

Why didn't you come back here, tell them about the radio?

Didn't think.

And I knew I'd get fares at Axehampton.

Sorry, what's this about?

There was a serious sexual assault at the party on Saturday.

What, so you come for the cab driver?

Would you mind giving us a DNA sample?

[woman speaking indistinctly on car radio] That's a fare for me.

Can we do this another time?

Sure.

Clear as a bell now, that radio.

Yep.

[woman speaking indistinctly on car radio] -[car door shuts] -[engine starts] -Coffee.

-[Mark] Ta.

-From the shack you like.

-Hmm.

I'm sorry about last night.

Yeah, me too.

How's your, uh, how's your new client?

Not good.

I've been with her this morning.

They got any idea who did it?

-They don't tell me that.

-No.

How are you coping?

Yeah, you know.

That's what they don't tell you about this job.

Like, who supports the support workers?

That's why I called you.

Right.

Beth, you're not being fair.

You know, you... You can't just call me up and ask me to come meet you for a coffee like everything's still the same.

Can't I?

No.

You know, you know you can treat me like your little dog, give me a whistle and I'll come running.

But I need you not to do that.

I need you not to give me any hope.

I'm sorry that's how you feel.

Well, you want me to be honest, don't you?

Well.

This came this morning.

Criminal Injuries Compensation Scheme.

It's the check.

With a written apology for the administrative errors that made it take so long.

£5,500 for Chloe, £5,500 for us, which I suppose we should split-- -I don't want it.

-You might as well take it.

I don't want it.

I don't want compensation, I want justice.

Eleven grand?

For our little boy's life?

What, a grand a year, is that what he's worth?

It's the standard sum for a murdered relative.

What d'you want us to do, turn it down?

'Cause that won't put Joe Miller in prison.

I'm still fighting, Beth.

I know.

That's the problem!

Maggie?

Everything all right?

I'm feeling murderous.

Thought this place might restore my equanimity.

Is it working?

Not in the slightest.

Normally, I'd be at home bending Jocelyn's ear, but she's away in London for ages.

Big trial.

They want to close the paper.

They can't do that.

The writing's been on the wall for a while now.

I feel so powerless.

It's the only thing I know how to do.

I've given my life to it.

What can we do?

Letters, petitions, march on the offices?

Bless you, petal, but I've looked in the eyes of the corporate behemoth.

[sighs] I think it'd be a waste of breath.

Just be glad you've got a job for life.

People'll always need a bit of God.

I wish you were right.

On Sundays now, the church is emptier than before Danny was killed.

You don't come.

Beth and Mark don't come.

Ellie and half the people that were affected by what happened here.

People look to God when they want something.

And then... And now, they've just deserted Him.

No, Paul.

No, people love you.

You've pulled so many of us through these past few years.

Exactly.

I'm the priest that people look to when they're hurting and then desert when everything's okay.

I've got more to offer than that.

Sorry to come back to you so quick.

Um, what time did you say Lucas was off-radio from on Saturday?

About 10:30 onwards.

But he already had bookings in place?

Yeah, he did.

It was a bloody nightmare.

I gave him a proper bollocking the day after.

I told him he pulls a stunt like that again, he's out.

Bloody law unto himself.

He thinks he's better than us.

-[phone rings] -Do you have a list of his bookings-- Budmouth Taxis.

How can I help you?

Could you hold on a minute?

Do you have a list of his bookings for that night and the ones he did and didn't carry out?

Phew.

Somewhere back here.

Let me see if I can find it.

That would be most helpful.

Thank you.

Hi!

Hiya, yourself.

All right?

Good time?

It was all right.

Did you see my photos on Instagram?

Oh, uh, no.

I thought you follow me.

[Trish] Mm.

Hi.

Who's this?

Uh, this is, um, Beth.

She's... She's a friend.

Hi.

What have you done to your head?

Mum.

-[sobs] -Mum.

[sniffles] -Trish, I can go... -No.

No.

I need you here.

-Mum, what's happened?

-[sobs] While you were away... At Cath's party on Saturday, this...

This man attacked me.

-What?

-Just let me finish, love.

He...

He knocked me out.

And he raped me.

I was raped, Leah.

[sobs] I've been raped.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

[Katie] Oh.

The news statement was approved.

Just waiting for the word from you to release.

[sighs] Okay.

Send it out.

[Ed] This is Trish.

Yeah, I think so.

[woman on radio] Wessex Police say a 49-year-old woman was the victim of a serious sexual assault in the Axehampton area on Saturday night.

They're asking for anyone with any information to contact them in confidence as a matter of urgency.

-There you go, mate.

-Ta.

Got a compensation check through today.

For having a murdered son.

Eleven grand it was, for the family.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

That must dredge it all up again.

Never went away.

You've done so well.

I'm glad it looks that way.

Yeah, I reckon I've tried everything, mate.

Yoga, boxing, meditating even.

As for all that bloody counseling, God knows how long I've spent talking about it, writing diaries, drawing bloody pictures of my emotional state.

None of it's even touched the sides.

But there's one thing I think about all the time.

I can't even get it off my head.

And that's how we got it wrong.

Got what wrong?

Joe Miller.

You know, we should've just thrown him over that cliff while we had the chance, mate.

[sighs] But we were merciful, weren't we?

We... Yeah, we did what good people do.

[exhales sharply] But if...

If I could go back and change it three years, then I would.

'Cause he's out there, isn't he?

[winces] Still living and free.

You know and after all the talking, all the counseling, this anger isn't going anywhere.

It's getting worse.

We weren't wrong.

You sure you're ready for this?

[Ellie] This is the list of people invited to the party.

Can you put together addresses and profiles?

And we need to take a DNA sample from everyone.

Sure.

Shouldn't take long.

I want it done thoroughly.

Well, I wasn't planning on doing it shitly.

Miller, Trish's here for interview.

Thank you, Katie.

God, she really sets my teeth on edge.

Really?

You hide it so well.

Uh, Trish, you understand, this is the video evidence that will go forward as your definitive statement on what happened, including in court, if the case is taken that far.

-Yes.

-Okay.

Can you tell us exactly, um, what you wore that night to the party?

Um, a kind of blue flowery dress over leggings.

Uh, wedge shoes, bit of a blingy thing round my neck, dangly earrings.

And what underwear did you have on?

Sorry, Trish, it's important we have these details.

[sighs] M&S purple bra and pants.

They were new.

How did you get to the party?

I ordered a... a mini cab from Budmouth Taxis.

-A male driver?

-Lucas.

Yeah, he's driven me before.

We'd, uh, we'd actually been for a drink once.

Sort of by accident.

I think he thought...

I had to turn him down.

This was the... the first time I'd seen him since.

And who did you talk to at the party?

Everyone.

Oh, we'll... We'll need names, please, Trish.

Anyone you can remember.

Including the women.

[exhales] There was Cath, obviously.

Jim, obviously.

Uh, Ian was there, I didn't talk to Sarah.

Ed Burnett.

I spent most of the time with a couple of other girls from work, Sally and Tina.

And that's everyone you talked to all night?

Well, that's who I remember, yeah.

Okay, what did you have to eat and drink?

Eat, not much.

Uh, well, a couple of bits of quiche and some peanuts.

And drink, I was on white wine.

Oh, and Tina bought me vodka tonics.

How many of each?

Uh, wine, I dunno, uh, three, four glasses.

Vodkas, two.

Oh, wait, yeah, and before I went outside, the girls had, um, tequila shots.

Two tequila shots.

Sounds a lot when you add it up.

Specially on an empty stomach.

[Alec] And what time did you go outside?

I'm not really sure.

About 10:45, 11 o'clock.

I wasn't really looking.

They were still serving.

And what happened when you went outside?

Ian, my husband, came out.

Had a go at me about the cigarette, about drinking.

I told him where to go, again.

He went off.

I finished my fag.

I heard someone cough nearby.

Then, I think, someone called my name.

Or they just said, "Hey."

I...

I'm not sure.

Which was it, Trish?

I don't know.

I walked a bit down the path.

And then, it felt like I was punched in the back of the head.

Or... Or maybe hit with something.

And did it feel like a fist or the flat of a hand?

-Or more like an object?

-No, not a flat hand.

No, no, it was more like a...

I don't know, a piece of wood or something.

And what do you remember next?

I was, uh, on my back with... With my hands tied under me.

And I...

I couldn't breathe properly, there was something in my mouth.

Um, my shoes were off.

My leggings had been pulled down.

And, uh, a man was... was having sex with me.

Trish, I know this is going to be very difficult, but I need you to explain exactly what you mean by that.

He had his penis inside my vagina and he was moving back and forwards.

It... it was rough.

[voice breaking] He hurt me, inside.

And do you know who that person was?

No.

No.

He covered my eyes.

I tried to struggle, but then he, uh, he banged my head into the floor.

[stutters] That's the last thing I remember.

And what's the next thing that you do remember?

Walking through a field.

My head was pounding.

The sun was coming up.

My... My legs were hurting.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think that's how I got home.

Can you tell us what you did when you got home?

Did you bathe, or have anything to drink, or clean your teeth?

No.

And again, I'm...

I'm sorry to ask you this, but, um, when was the last time you had sex with a man before this happened?

Do I have to answer that?

Well, it's...

It's quite important.

It would really help us.

It was that morning.

Saturday morning.

Can you tell us who it was with?

Well, it...

It's nothing to do with what happened.

-Was it consensual?

-Yes.

-And was it protected sex?

-No.

Um, it would really help us if you could tell us who it was with.

It's not connected.

-Just to rule them out.

-No.

-Please, Trish.

-Right, fine.

It's a...

It was a stranger.

Someone I met online.

-Trish, are you sure about that?

-I want to stop.

-I want to stop the interview.

-Not yet.

I said I want to stop!

-[door opens and shuts] -[sighs] Please don't say I told you so.

Well, we couldn't delay getting her evidence any longer.

Why does she not want to tell us who she slept with that morning?

How does that make sense to her?

Why did she not tell us beforehand?

Do you believe it was a stranger she met on a dating app?

[breathes deeply] Do you?

Why would she lie?

See, now I'm thinking, what else isn't Trish telling us?

[tense music playing] Hi, you.

Hi, Dad.

I wasn't expecting to see you tonight.

I need to talk to you about something.

Just between us.

Can I come in?

[indistinct chatter on TV] [cell phone buzzing and chiming] [gasps] [panting] ♪ Walk down to the water ♪ ♪ Stare out across the plume ♪ ♪ Look to where Our love was stolen ♪ ♪ I take my leave of you ♪