Janet King

I stuffed things up. Yes, you did.

You can't ring me and leave five messages for me at the office.

I didn't want to. I thought you'd be there. It was after five.

No, I didn't go back yesterday after court.

I just got changed and went to the gym.

Bit of a swim, bike, treadmill, not that I need to explain that to you.

What's new in the Sex Crimes Unit?

Timothy Clarke. Took his computer in for repairs. Bingo.

These were all found a hundred folders deep.

Mrs Vasilich.

We have a warrant for your arrest for the murder of Steven James Blakely.

Forensics rechecked Vasilich's jacket.

They had a look inside the pockets and they found blood.

Dry-cleaning hadn't got it. Blakely's blood.

One of my accused wants to confess, but he won't talk to me.

One of the bikies? Yes, Toby Franzen.

Dianne Vasilich.

Said she'd been trying to get this bloke to tell her

who had knocked off her daughter.

I said, 'Fair enough. Who is he?'

And she says it's Steve Blakely.

You got a good lawyer?

And what makes a good lawyer, I wonder.

How do you find the defendant, Dianne Vasilich?

Guilty.

Well, I'm down near Gerringong. Why?

Because a bushwalker just found Steven Blakely's body.

So Dianne and Brian didn't throw him off North Head.

In fact, given the time it takes to get here,

they weren't even the ones who buried him.

Janet King - 01x04 - The Third Man

Mrs Vasilich, your daughter was, by all accounts,

exceptionally beautiful and vivacious, yes?

So why did she turn to prostitution?

There was a complete estrangement for two years,

and then suddenly she was dead.

Well, I put it to you that you had to find who'd killed her,

otherwise you could only blame yourself.

I just wanted justice...

No, you desperately needed someone to get you off the hook.

That's why it became obsessive, wasn't it?

Because it wasn't just a frustration with the lack of justice -

it was a mother's guilt.

That's a lie. I wasn't obsessive, and I didn't hate anyone.

I just wanted justice for Oriana!

On the count of murder,

how do you find the defendant, Dianne Vasilich?

Guilty.

My client is an innocent woman,

a victim of a system which favours quick results over the truth.

She and her son have been imprisoned for a crime they did not commit.

And the discovery of Steven Blakely's body only confirms

what they've been saying from the start of this debacle.

Once again, we see the danger of Crown prosecutors

being overly persuasive and unnecessarily adversarial in court.

Janet King's gung-ho approach in this trial

has caused a serious miscarriage of justice.

Perhaps if the DPP and the police were not quite so hand in hand,

we might have a more balanced criminal justice system -

not one which favours the prosecution,

and certainly not one which results in the jailing of the innocent.

That doesn't change anything. The Vasilich woman killed him.

Are you serious? We stuffed up. She should never have been convicted.

Could have organised someone to bury him.

So now she's a criminal mastermind?

Or she hired someone to rough him up. She could plan his murder.

OK, let's say she did plan the whole thing.

Why wouldn't you pay to kill him? Why tackle a big man like that?

Burying's the easy bit. I don't know. Self-satisfaction?

Oh, God. This is exactly why we should have waited.

You push us into running this, it goes off the rails.

We're the ones who cop it. Nothing's gone off the rails.

We have a convicted murderer and her accomplice in prison.

We can't be sure of that. What are you saying?

She walks into Blakely's house, disturbs the murderer, he hides,

she puts her hand in his blood and then leaves?

That's your version of events? Who buried him?

Enough. Enough! I have no idea.

We are all in the shit here.

There's no way the Vasilichs could have buried the body? Impossible.

They couldn't have made it back to the hospital in time.

Someone else buried the body.

Not unless someone else killed him. Unlikely.

Well, keeping an open mind then, are we?

You know she's guilty, come on!

It's only one detail at the end that's changed.

So where did Dianne and her son go, then, after they killed Blakely?

If they're giving themselves an alibi by going to the hospital,

why not go straight there?

They drove Blakely's car with the body to the guy who'd bury him.

They told that guy to leave the car at North Head.

Why not take the gravedigger with you? Isn't that easier?

Could be half a dozen different ways it happened.

And there's your reasonable doubt right there.

You find this third man, or Dianne and her son will walk.

They've already started crawling out of the woodwork.

No surprise.

Every crim and his dog will be putting up their hand for this one,

after the deal we got our bikie friend Franzen.

Waste of time and resources we don't have.

You never know what the tide might wash up.

See you back there.

I'm hoping our third man left his business card in the grave,

along with the murder weapon.

As you can see,

bashed in the back of the head with something heavy - three blows.

Attacked from behind. Gutless.

Fell forwards, causing a depressed fracture of the cheek.

Any DNA not his?

Anything else you've found that might help us identify who buried him?

Not so far. I'd say they were pretty careful.

Other injuries? Nothing major.

There are small, shallow lacerations on both feet, across the soles.

The dirt in them matches the dirt around the gravesite.

What else? There's paint under his fingernails, in his hair.

Off-white, matte. Yeah.

The paint is of a domestic type. He was renovating.

The place was chaos, stuff everywhere.

Which accounts for the cricket bat they buried with him.

Solid murder weapon. Bit of weight behind it. A handle.

But the dirt in the lungs means

he was still alive when he was buried.

He wouldn't have known anything about it, if it's any consolation.

He would have died from the head wounds anyway.

But the immediate cause of death was suffocation.

They buried him alive.

Last time I was here, we had a chat about Dianne...

Dianne Vasilich. I remember.

Now, you pointed out Toby Franzen. You point her towards anyone else?

Hang on, it's not like I brokered that deal.

I never thought she'd actually go and talk to him.

Did she ever ask about, you know, anyone else?

She doesn't talk much. She's um... a bit of a fixture in here.

Ever since Oriana was murdered.

I guess this is the closest thing she has to Oriana's grave, you know?

A bit tragic, really, the whole thing.

I mean, sometimes Dianne brings flowers.

Sometimes she... she just sits here and stares into space.

On Oriana's birthday, every year, she totally writes herself off,

and me, or whoever else is on,

has to call her son to come and take her away.

She was alright, Oriana.

You know, a bit messed up with the drugs, but...

You know, she always came and said hello.

And through all the crap you could see she was well brought up.

And you never saw Dianne talking to anyone else other than Franzen?

No.

Did you see her, or her son, on the night of 9th October?

No idea.

You got CCTV in the car park?

I suppose you'll be wanting a look?

You got some time to help me go over my application today?

You still want to train up to be a Crown after all this?

Yes, I think so. No, I do.

Even if there are weeks like this, I really like appearance work

and Solicitor Advocate's the next logical step.

What, you're not doubting what we do, are you?

Are you kidding?

Tim Clarke, my child porn man.

Will the jury look at him and see him for the monster that he is,

or will they think, 'We've all looked at stuff we shouldn't have.

He's just like us. He wasn't the one actually causing the suffering.'

He does look normal, whatever that means.

So many of the photos he's got are taken with hidden cameras.

Imagine what it would be like to find out that men, all over the world,

are watching you get undressed.

Or raped.

Your photos could be out there for the rest of your life.

Someone could walk past you in the street

and recognise you as that girl.

What would that do to you?

Or... or think about those abuse victims

who are too embarrassed to tell anyone what happened,

and then a video of your abuse goes viral.

I haven't ever thought about it like that.

That's all I think about.

Excuse me, sir.

Hey, what'd you get from the Lions Gate?

Nothing the night of the 9th.

No DVD labelled with that date. Either they're crap at labelling...

Or someone's taken the footage from that night.

Why didn't you call? I went back to the Lions Gate.

I checked out the shop next door.

Think the owner'd be very happy

for us to find something criminal going on.

He's not what you'd call a fan.

He's got a camera on the car park as well.

DVD of the 9th.

That's Blakely's car. Mm-hmm.

It's the wrong time of day. What the hell is he doing?

That's Blakely.

Can you freeze that for me?

And just... yeah. Get in a bit closer, yeah.

Danny Novak.

Car park of the Lions Gate Hotel, 4:30pm.

Blakely must have driven there straight after court.

Blakely and Novak?

They argue for about five minutes.

Blakely gets in his car and he drives away.

Four hours later, Blakely is dead.