Janet King

He's the new boy, Janet. He feels isolated.

He's an arrogant, patronising show pony.

You know that every time a barrister applies

for the senior counsel position,

well, the silk committee appoint a colleague

to keep an eye on him.

They've got Janet King looking at me?

Mr Moreno, I find you not guilty. You're free to go.

Pull out Judge Renmark's decisions over the last two years.

- Why? - Something was dodgy in Moreno.

We're drowning in work and you're stalking Renmark?

Someone leaned on him. How else could he get Moreno so wrong?

He's clever. He chooses his opportunities very carefully,

twists things just as much as he needs to.

So there's nearly 100% conviction rate

for the last 18 months until Moreno.

He's convicting everyone that comes before him.

They're all connected - Blakely, Nelson, Moreno.

Renmark? Especially Renmark.

You needed something concrete

before you could start a formal investigation.

And here it is. You realise this could sink us both?

I heard you've been reviewing some of my judgements.

Did you?

I'd tread very carefully if I were you, Miss King.

My findings could be very damning,

but I'm offering you one last chance.

Resign now.

Goodnight, Miss King. Pleasant dreams.

We've compiled a list of people

who might hold a grudge against you.

I don't need this. I know who did it.

What have we got? Not sure.

What's up, babe?

Hey, handsome. I missed you at breakfast this morning.

Yeah sorry, they called me out early. I didn't want to wake you.

Ah, will you have some time later today or...?

What is it? Ah, well, it's just, um...

Will you... will you be home for dinner?

Shit.

I'll, ah... I'll call you back later.

I should have told him last night. I'm such a chicken.

He'll call you back when he can.

He's so desperate to have children.

It's not a definite, is it?

Kids'll happen when you're both ready.

Probably when you least expect them.

And if all else fails, do what the rest of us do

in times of crisis - bury yourself in work.

Oh, how's Nelson looking, by the way? Maya ready to demolish him?

Sorry.

Andy, is everything OK?

In one judgement, Renmark even quotes a precedent from a case

when the case itself doesn't even exist.

We already have lots of stuff on him already,

and I've only fully checked about half of them so far, so...

He's dead. Who?

Judge Renmark.

Well, we can't be certain about anything.

It might be suicide.

We haven't found a note.

There's nothing to suggest he was suicidal.

And it's not a known suicide spot. An accident?

Could be. Leaning over the edge to look at something.

Maybe he dropped his parking ticket and was trying to grab it.

Or maybe some kids were trying to rob him and, you know,

a bit of shoving got out of hand.

How's the scene? Anything on the body?

Yeah, bits and pieces on and around.

Keys, monogrammed handkerchief, phone,

pen, also monogrammed.

But no wallet. So it all fits a robbery.

Apart from this, anything else unexpected?

Not really.

Who was the last person to see him alive?

Well, he didn't look like a man about to suicide.

Not when he was in here.

No talk of nothing left to live for since finishing the job?

What, apart from beach, beer, test cricket,

a very generous pension scheme?

Oh, retirement's all I live for.

No, not Judge Renmark, no. He was gloating yesterday.

He had all the rumour and innuendo he needed

to dump on Janet from a great height,

and he was relishing the prospect of doing so.

But he only told me that. Not Janet?

No, I don't think so. Was she here?

I'm not sure.

She might have been outside. I can't remember.

But you didn't see them talk at all? Um...

OK, thanks.

Yes, I did see him. He stopped to talk to me on his way out.

And? He said unless I resigned,

he was intending to get me fired.

Which you would have been pretty upset about, I imagine.

It's hardly unexpected, but if you're looking for people

who'd gain by his death, I suppose I'm one of them.

Although you did have witness protection officers

outside your door all night,

which is pretty good as alibis go.

Any other ideas?

The more we look at the crime scene,

the more it looks like there was some sort of altercation.

One of his shirt buttons was missing,

a few of his items were scattered around the body.

A random attack got out of hand. Random?

It's our best bet at the moment. Random?! Are you serious?

We know that Renmark let Moreno off in court,

and Moreno rented Blakely's beach house.

We know that Blakely and Nelson are linked,

and as soon as we started lifting the lid on them,

Blakely was killed

and my whole family was nearly blown up, and now Renmark.

Of course I think it's something bigger.

We still can't prove Moreno and Blakely even knew each other,

and your car was blown up by ammonium nitrate and coal dust.

That says to us someone big. Someone with serious connections.

Yes.

And I doubt a guy like Moreno could even mix that stuff together.

You really don't think Renmark's death

could have been a random attack?

He was being influenced by someone to bend his judgements,

then suddenly he finds out he's being investigated

and oh, dear, there's a random attack?

Come on, Andy! It is someone with serious connections.

That is exactly my point.

What, he knew he was being investigated?

I think they're talking about me.

You're paranoid. Why would they be talking about you?

I can tell. I've got a very acute sense of this.

Richard, a judge is dead.

We've got an unsolved murder of a police officer and a car bombing.

You really think they're talking about you?

No, no, you're right.

Richard!

When you were collating Renmark's judgements,

did you talk to any counsel, mention what you were doing

about Renmark to any other solicitors, admin staff?

No. I mean, most of it was on the online database.

Didn't talk to anyone?

Well, I had to ask a couple of clerks

for a few of the older judgements,

but I always said I was checking for precedent.

I never mentioned Renmark personally. OK. Thanks, Richard.

Someone from the Courts Admin Authority

may have noticed something or...

One of the juniors from around...

Owen knew. I told him

when I asked about the Crown against Gianopolous judgement.

When was this? Yesterday.

Mate, you got a sec? Yeah, what's up?

Renmark's dead.

Fell off a car park four storeys up last night.

Fell? Fell, pushed, who knows?

Did you tell anyone about Richard going back over his judgements?

No. Great.

He's dead? Really? Yeah.

How do you fall off a car park?

Easy if you get pushed. Who else was there?

What are you thinking? Don't know.

Forensics give you anything? CCTV? Not much, no.

Wow, this is getting weirder and weirder.

Yeah, I know.

It all means another investigation, of course,

trawling over the last few months of his life.

Yeah, I can imagine there's a few questions.

Yeah. Why was he appointed to run this inquiry

into Janet and Erin?

And did he lobby for it? Who fed the story to the media?

He sure wanted Janet out of this place, we know that much.

If you hear anything just let me know.

Yep.

Gotta run.

Tonight, I promise.

Before we go to sleep, we're going to get half an hour.

You can talk and I will listen. Thank you.

OK? What's it about, anyway? My fertility results.

But it's not a ten second conversation.

But tonight, though, please. I promise, OK? I really promise.

Where was it?

Renmark's study, taped up underneath the desk.

Who found it? Me.

No-one else knows? No-one. I took it out and texted you.

OK, thanks.

- This had better be good. - Oh, it is.

Normally, I hate surprises.

We were searching through Renmark's house,

looking for anything that might indicate why he went out.

Excuse us for a sec.

Or who he was planning to meet. Anything, really.

And we found this USB.

That's the same one that was at Keith Nelson's house.

Correct, but Nelson's had nothing on it.

And Renmark's?

Over 84,000 photos, over 30 videos of porn.

All clearly underage.

Any idea where these images come from?

We're still checking.

The kids, they're from everywhere.

Fuckin' hell.