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[judge] Miss Regan?

Kate Woodcroft.

Mr Whitehouse, the jury are here to consider the issue of consent.

You have expertise when it comes to the substantiality of a woman's underwear?

[car engine revving]

[knocking on door]

Two hundred bloody quid, lasted less than six months.

I'm not asking you about your past, Mr. Whitehouse,

where the sex was as unbridled as it was spontaneous.

That wasn't on my mind at that moment.

I didn't rape her.

I'm not a brute.

[tense music playing]

So once in the lift, did you talk?

-[Kate's breath shuddering] -Sorry. Sorry.

Yes, but she never said anything.

[jury murmuring]

could so misread and misrepresent what happened in that lift,

The only conversation we had was physical.

So when Miss Lytton tells us

I didn't rip her underwear.

-My Lord. -Miss Woodcroft.

My solicitor says the cops keep telling her to piss off.

It may have snagged when she pulled it down.

I have never been more certain of anything.

[James] Well, if I don't know you, I should.

I had to make the relationship sound real. It was purely strategic.

I'm telling you, no words were exchanged.

-I miss you all. -Miss you, Daddy.

Olivia loves policy.

[Angela] Oh, one other thing.

How close would you say you were, exactly?

Do you know of any reason why Miss Lytton

[all] Happy anniversary!

She helped me unbutton it.

-And we had a lot in common, actually. -[Angela] Such as?

[Angela] Had that happened before?

[Kate breathing heavily]

It's okay. [scoffing]

[light switch clicking]

Which is why, as you told me,

That's academic, I didn't say it.

She moved one of my hands down to her bottom.

Would it be fair to say that at this point the relationship was serious?

Was that feeling mutual?

She looked at me in a certain way that we had.

that I have never crossed the line.