Law & Order: UK

In the criminal justice system the people are represented

by two separate yet equally important groups...

the police, who investigate crime,

and the Crown Prosecutors who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Second time in a fortnight? It weren't my fault.

Oh, it never is.

Now, what did I say?

One more broken curfew, no mobile phone for a week.

Now.

What if I'm in trouble and I gotta call you?

I'll give you a quid for the phone box.

You are lucky it's just your mobile.

Next time, it'll be the laptop, too.

Go on, Morden.

Timed it. Three seconds.

What are you doing, mate?

Stop that.

Bye-bye. ( Laughter )

What kind of sick person

sends something like that to a kid?

Have you got any idea who sent this, Danny? No.

Could it have been a wrong number?

Well, it's possible, yeah.

You've never received anything like this before?

From your mates, maybe? My mates aren't like that.

Well, we're going to keep hold of this anyway.

And we may need to speak to Danny again.

But you did the right thing bringing it in.

Thank you very much.

Come on, then.

I'll show you out.

Who films something like that? I don't know.

You think she could be acting?

Not a chance.

They rape a girl, shoot her dead,

and then have the gall to film the whole thing on their mobiles.

And distribute it.

The boy who received the video message...

Danny Heywood. Yeah.

Do you think he knows more than he's letting on?

He seemed to be telling the truth, guv.

The message said, "Shhhhh." Yeah, "Pass it on

but don't let anyone know where you got it."

Or it's a threat to whoever should have got it...

"Keep quiet, 'cause you're on Candid Camera."

We've checked all the data on Danny Heywood's phone.

The video message is the only communication from that number.

But we do have a date.

The video was recorded three weeks ago.

So we've got "when," now we need "who."

This is the best I can do for now,

but I've got the tech-heads onto it.

So there's two different blokes

and the cameraman who swaps with one of them.

They've all got their hoods on...

this is the only one showing any face.

Could be anyone. What about the location?

There's nothing to identify it.

Because it was shot in close-up,

all we get to see is a bare mattress.

Could be a crack house or a squat.

See if we can't get a decent picture of the victim.

Her body's got to be somewhere.

Cheers, mate, thanks a lot for that.

Hackney just received a call from a concerned banker...

and I'm not practicing my rhyming skill, he really is a banker...

anyway, apparently he likes his porn rough, not snuff.

How did he get to see it?

It was uploaded to a DIY porn site last night.

So everyone can see it. And download.

And according to this fella,

the best film in each category wins a hundred quid.

What sort of category was it in? Rape fantasy...

and we're not here about a rape "fantasy"...

We're investigating a murder.

You think I get time to watch every film that's downloaded?

So anything could be on there? That's the point.

If it's popular, it stays up.

This clip's been downloaded 20,000 times worldwide

in the past... 14 hours.

Reckon it's a winner.

Then you won't mind telling us

Where you plan to send the prize money.

That would be strictly confidential.

You're gonna tell us who uploaded it,

or you're gonna be arrested for obstruction.

Anyone can upload to the site.

Doesn't mean they've got owt to do with me.

Wyatt... name and address, please.

Prize money gets sent via Paypal.

All I've got's a user name and email address.

Thank you very much.

Well, he didn't cover his tracks very well.

Email address belongs to Christian Preston, 42 Meredith Walk, SE3.

Cheers, Ange. There's one more thing.

His profile on the porn site says that he's eighteen,

but he lied. So how old is he?

I've told him, you go downloading stuff off the Net,

you'll get a knock at the door.

Well, it's not what he took, Mrs. Preston,

it's what he put up there. I don't understand.

Do you want to see the film your son's been distributing?

He was hoping to win a hundred quid for it.

What are you talking about? He uploaded a video.

It was a girl being murdered.

He's 13 years old.

You better tell these policemen

where you got that video. What video?

You tell the truth, Chris!

Or so help me, God.

It's doing the rounds at school, innit?

Do you know who the girl is? No.

Do you know who made it? No. I swear.

But it's practically gone viral.

We've got uniform at the school,

interviewing all the kids, checking their mobiles,

and asking if any of them know who she is.

That could take weeks.

How you gettin' on with that close-up, Ange?

The only good shot we could get.

We've cleaned it up as much as we can.

She's just a kid. I've printed you a copy,

and you'll want this, too... it's from her T-shirt.

"K-A-C."

We don't think it's a range of clothing,

so we're looking for something more specific.

Some group or association? Yeah.

No. It's a club. Kidbrooke Athletics Club.

Jesus.

What happened to her?

She was murdered. Do you know her?

Yeah. Anna Russo. She was on the track team.

When was the last time you saw her?

I don't know... maybe three, four weeks ago.

She hasn't shown up for training since. You weren't worried?

You know what teenagers are like.

I can count on one hand the kids that turn up for training week in, week out.

Was Anna one of 'em?

I was gonna call her last week, only I got so much on.

Most girls are here for the eye candy,

But not Anna.

She just loved running.

Do you have an address for her?

That's the one.

"Good to meet you, Mrs. Russo.

We've got a video of your daughter being shot in the head."

Do you want me to do it?

No.

Anna Russo? Yes?

How could you let someone do that to you, huh?

Mr. Russo. We thought your daughter had been killed.

You think I let them? You didn't fight back!

Mr. Russo, please.

Why don't we go and have a breather?

Yeah? We'll take a break.

Come on. Gino: Yeah.

Listen, Anna,

I just want to let you know

that you're not in any trouble with us. Okay?

Okay.

I just need you to tell me what happened.

Did you consent to sex with these lads?

It's okay. You're doing great.

How did you meet them?

I was hanging out in the park...

me and my mate Jadie.

Then these boys come over,

said they were going to this party.

Jadie wanted us to go with.

Where was this party?

There wasn't one.

Just this flat.

Other side of Thamesmead.

Do you remember where it was?

I've never been that way before.

When we got inside,

It was empty,

all dirty.

There were no lights.

What happened next?

Jadie went off with, um, this Mark something.

I was chatting to this one boy.

And suddenly, they were all there...

round me.

This isn't what she needs right now.

No, it isn't, Mr. Russo,

but it's what we have to do if we want to catch the boys who...

who did this to your daughter.

And what happens when you catch 'em, huh?

Well, if we get enough evidence, we can put them to trial...

What do you mean, if? It's all on film...

what more do you need?

Have you got any idea how old they were?

Older than us.

Were they drinking,

using drugs?

Drinking and smoking weed.

Were you drinking and smoking?

Can my dad see me?