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I agree!

But there's loads here who don't!

They don't. Them mad bastards over

there, they don't see it like that.

They'll burn us out

because he's grassed them up.

And if they don't burn us out,

the family of the lad

who died will burn us out.

That's the reality!

We're going to need a bit of time

to find somewhere else to live

cos we're not going to be

able to live round here.

And we can't do anything

until he's got a lawyer,

a proper criminal lawyer,

and we won't get one on a Sunday.

He doesn't need one! So we'll

have to wait until tomorrow.

Course he needs one!

He's done nothing wrong!

All he's got to do is

go there and tell the truth

cos he's got nothing to fear

from telling the truth!

"Why wait?" That's what they'll say.

"Why didn't you come right round,

as soon as you knew?

"And why are you hiding

behind a lawyer?

"If you've got nothing to hide,

why the wait? Why the lawyer?"

Where are you going? Toilet.

I can't believe

you're acting like this.

Some poor boy's just been murdered!

I'm thinking of Johnjo!

Some poor mother is

off her head with grief

and you're ducking and diving!

I'm not ducking and diving!

For God's sake, woman,

I'm thinking about our son!

I can't believe you're

acting this way!

What's happened to you?!

Mr Hastings? Yes.

I'm Johnjo O'Shea.

You came to our house

when you arrested our Patrick.

It was me who opened the door. Right.

It was me. Right.

It was me who drove the car.

They told me they were going

for a pizza. The other lads? Yeah.

And you believed them? Yeah.

In that case, you've got

nothing to fear, son.

You just tell me everything you know

and then... I'm going to.

..you can go back home, OK? OK.

How old are you? 17.

Do you want your parents

to sit in on this?

No. OK.

Johnjo at yours by any chance?

Patrick O'Shea, Mrs Mac.

Is your Michael there?

He didn't say anything, just

disappeared. He never does that.

No, he's gone missing, mate.

We're getting worried about him.

It's OK, I'll hang on.

No, I've tried his mobile.

He's not answering it.

DI Hastings, DC Jane Pearson

with John Joseph O'Shea.

Interview begins 1:18pm,

20 June 2013.

You remember I asked you if you

wanted your parents in on this

interview, Johnjo, and you said no?

Do you remember that? Yeah.

Well, you can have a lawyer here

if you want. That's your right too.

Do you understand that? Yeah.

Do you want a lawyer?

No, I've done nothing wrong.

I'm just telling the truth.

Do you want to answer that?

No.

Still message.

'Leave your number

and I'll give you a call back.'

Johnjo, I'm fed up

with you messing about!

I'm worried sick about you!

Now phone me!

One of my brother's mates phoned and

asked for a lift to the pizza place.

I said yeah, and he came round

with another mate

and a lad called...Kieran Gillespie.

Wait in the car.

That's him. Who? No-one.

No mushrooms on mine.

What the f*** did you do that for?!

Get in the f***ing car!

F***ing little git!

Drive. Drive!

F***ing stupid! Brake then...

Nearly there now, Johnjo.

Just a few more things we need

and then it's over, OK?

Who were the other two lads?

They didn't do anything wrong.

I understand that, but we need

to know their names, Johnjo.

I don't mind grassing

Kieran Gillespie up,

because he did the stabbing.

But I'm not grassing

on the other two, no.

They your mates?

No. Your brother's mates?

Yeah.

Who matters more to you -

them or your parents?

My parents.

You said they were rowing, Johnjo.

Your parents? Over you.

Yeah. Over whether to go

to the police or not.

Yeah.

That's bad news.

Your parents could go to

prison for that, Johnjo.

Not calling the police, that's

perverting the course of justice.

And even if they only did it

cos they love you,

it's very, very serious.

Luckily, you've come forward and as long

as we get the whole truth from you,

we should be able

to turn a blind eye to all that.

So it's good, isn't it?

I've already told you, I'm not...

I'm not grassing on the other two.

Kieran Gillespie, yeah.

The other two, no.

OK.

You left the engine running.

Yeah. Why?

It was cold.

For a quick getaway?

No.

Shall we go looking for him? Drive

round a bit? Where would we look?

I don't know. What if he

comes back while we're out?

I can't just sit round here.

Oh, Pete!

What's happened to him?

We've got a warrant to search

the house, Mrs O'Shea. What?!

We need to search the house.

You've not come about Johnjo?

We spoke to Johnjo, and acting

on information he gave us

we obtained a warrant to search

the house. Where is he?

Down the station. Do you mind

if we come in? I don't understand.

I'll explain inside.

What's going on?

Searching the house.

We'd like you to stay in this room

and WPC Matthews will stay with you.

We'd like you to try

and sit and relax.

And certainly don't remove

anything from the room.

If you need to use the bathroom...

How did you talk to Johnjo?

He came into the station

and made a full statement.

A full statement? Yes.

If he's made a full statement,

you'll know he's done nothing.

If you want to use the bathroom,

a police officer will have to go with you.

We'll almost certainly

have to take stuff away,

should that happen, we'll photograph

it... Can I see my son, please?

We'll get you to witness it

and we'll give you a receipt.

Can I see my son, please?!

I'll organise that

as soon as I can.

My daughter's upstairs!

Will you get her down, please?

Karen!

We'll need the clothes Johnjo

was wearing that night.

Karen, get down here!

What's going on?

They'll be in the basket.

He's wearing the jeans. Socks, vest

and undies will be in the basket.

Mum? Get down here!

What's going on?

They're searching the house.

Get in here. For God's sake...

Look right.

Look left.

We're better than that. Come on.

Auntie Shelagh.

Is it true? Is what true?

Police searched your house. Yeah.

Does she know? No.

What were they looking for?

Evidence. About what?

If you don't tell her, I will.

What?

What is it?

That stabbing in the pizza place.

Yeah?

Johnjo drove them.

It were Kieran...Gillespie.

How do you know?

How do you know that?

I was with him.

You used him, didn't you?

Our Johnjo.

No, mate. You did.

You know the kind of lad he is.

You know he thinks the sun shines

out of your arse.

He was never going to

say no to you.

No, mate. We tried you first,

your phone were off.

I'm sorry, Mum.

They said they won't let me go.

It's only for one night, Johnjo.

Just one night.

And tomorrow, we go to court,

we tell them you've done nothing,

we get you out

and we bring you home.

Right.

I promise.

'We ask for bail

on three counts, Ma'am.'

One, he's 17 years of age.

Two, he's a young man

of impeccable character,

no previous convictions whatsoever.

Three, he walked into the

police station of his own accord

and gave a full and frank statement.

And that is the only reason

he stands before you today.

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