The courtroom. This spanner has Mary's blood and hair on it. Jim sat in my car started to cry. A little blood under her fingernails. I put some paper under each tyre, and drove the car over it. We asked a lot of questions. They killed her! I was angry, so I hit him. He hit her on the head. I telephoned the police. Mary danced with Dan then Simon. We often take cars. Don't you say that about my daughter! I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Members of the jury...' There was a lot of blood on your shirt and trousers, Jim. Are they guilty or not guilty? You murdered, we didn't! Jim Wilson, come with me.