Number six.
Liverpool.
Number seven.
Versus Nottingham Forest.
That ends the draw.
'Gimme Three Steps' by Lynyrd Skynyrd
MUSIC BLARES
Are you all right?
THEY LAUGH
You all right? Yeah!
VOICES OUTSIDE
Come on, we've done this.
There's only two players it could be.
Jan Molby and...?
John Barnes. Correct!
Except not correct. If it was John Barnes,
he'd have never saved it!
'South Yorkshire Police were so pleased with the arrangements
'for last year's semi-final clash between Liverpool
'and Nottingham Forest, that tomorrow, they plan to stage
'a carbon copy. It's a ticket-only game,
'all 54,000 have gone.'
Can you keep a secret?
You got one! Yeah!
Will they let you? I seriously doubt it.
But never say never, eh?
You and me.
We're gonna have to play the game of our life.
Mm-hm? Mm-hm!
Liverpool-Forest. Well, it's going to be an exceptional game.
The heart says Nottingham Forest
and the head says Liverpool.
PENCIL SCRATCHES
MUSIC ON RADIO
Are you still working on that?
Remember what Shankly said, Mum.
"Never give up, never give in."
Well, it looks brilliant.
You're gonna have to hand it in at some point. You're right.
Mama's always right, isn't she, Mop?
Mama always gets it right in the end! Wha...?
Mam... What?!
# Mama, please! #
No! # Can't you feel my...? #
Kev, no, how many times have I told you?
Oh, Mother, please, I'm the only one who isn't going!
Everyone's giving Kev stick cos he isn't going!
Eh! And how do you know?
Stu up the road told me! Mum, I'm begging ya!
Kevin, no.
Now, come on. Up off the floor.
Kevin...
What are you doing?
Laughing boy here is still going on about the match tomorrow.
I wouldn't be mithering you like this if it was any other match,
but it's the semi-final of the FA Cup!
Kevin, how many times do you have to be told?
Hm? You're too young.
You know we don't want you going to away games.
Fine! I'll just stay here and listen to it on the radio!
While everyone else I know is at the game!
You two! You're just not fair!
DOOR SLAMS
RADIO PLAYS
DOG BARKS, BIRDS SING
I'm, erm, I'm just gonna go down and open up.
So, will you and Andy pop in
and say ta-ra before you go? Thanks, Mum!
Go on, little lad!
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Morning, Mrs W! Morning, Andy.
Go on, fill your boots.
And, um, what time can we expect you home, sir?
Not too late. It's only down the road, isn't it, Sheffield?
Nine-ish? Anyway, bye, Mum.
Ah-ah-ah. Come here, you.
Let's have a look.
Right.
Now...
Be good! Yeah, I will, yeah!
Have a great time.
And make sure you win.
Easy! Three-nil to the Reds.
Barnesy hat-trick! You heard it here first!
Go on, get out!
SHOP BELL RESONATES
CROWD ROARS
'So, on a clear, sunny day in Hillsborough,
'the stage is set for a rerun of last year's classic.
'Liverpool in red, Forest all in white.
'Stuart Pearce gives away the first free kick.'
BIRDSONG
WIND PICKS UP
FOOTBALL COMMENTARY ON RADIO
Er, what now?
It's gone cold again.
Well, you keep that clean -
I am not washing another set of clothes, do you hear?
I thought I could smell something!
No onions, no moussaka!
TURNS UP VOLUME
'..and Liverpool supporters have had the inkling of a chance
'to get back into Europe,
'we've got problems, because the police have being guiding spectators
'out of the end...'
Jesus Christ, not again.
'..and some of those spectators...' Sara, go and put the TV on.
Let's just see what's happening.
'Something has gone badly wrong at that end of the ground
'where the Liverpool supporters...'
'more police are being called for,
'reinforcements are coming from the Forest end now
'to attend to this problem.'
CROWD SHOUTING
'And there are fans climbing up from the terrace
'to try and get refuge in the seats now.'
God, Steve.
That looks bad.
'And the story emerges that one of the outside gates
'leading into that terrace was broken,
'people without tickets got in,
'were therefore overcrowding the people with tickets,
'and that's why the crush occurred.'
Listen...
why don't you pop up the Legion and get some cigs, right?
Our Mike'll be there.
Is our Kev OK?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
SHE SIGHS
TV ON
'..trying to sort out what has now become a terribly serious scene.'
TENSE MUSIC
'There has not been, to my knowledge,
'a loudspeaker announcement inside the ground...'
You all right, Mum?
Oh, Mike...
It's terrible, this, isn't it?
They're saying there might be people dead there.
Our Kev's there.
What, you let him go?
Yeah.
Don't worry, Ma - our Kev'll be fine, yeah?
He's a good lad. Yeah.
Come on, let's get a little curer down you, eh?
Pat!
Get me ma a drink, love.
'..we have people being carried away on stretchers.'
PHONE RINGS
Hello?
Yes? Oh, hello, mate.
Nah...
Have you heard anything?
Who is it? Andy's dad.
Oh. No, no. Yeah.
Oh, yeah, that must be it...
That's great, must be a relief for you, eh? Yeah.
What did he, er...?
Right.
What about Kev?
No - oh, Kevin wasn't with him, then?
Oh...
OK. Yeah. Yeah...
Yeah, as soon as we hear anything, we'll... We'll let you know.
Thanks, mate.
He's saying that Andy's back.
And what about Kev?
I don't know! I'm just telling you what he's just said...
Well, will you ring the emergency line again, will you?!
PUNCHES PHONE KEYS
STEVE BREATHES HEAVILY
It's ringing.
Come on, come on, come on, come on...
Hello? Yes.
Um,
I'm just ringing to see if you've got any details about our lad...
He went to the game today.
His name is Kevin.
Kevin Williams.
Er...
Er, K-E-V...
I-N.
Yes.
Yes, I am his dad.
Er, I'm his stepdad.
Yeah.
It's Kevin Daniel Williams.
He's 15.
Er, he was... What's he wearing?
A cream sweatshirt. He's wearing a cream...
And then beige trousers... Chinos, white trainers.
Beige chinos.. Shh! Be quie... Shh!
Yes, thank you.
MOUTHS
Give us that.
Can you just tell me if I'm spelling it right?
It's Halla... Hallamshire Hospital?
Have you got it? Hallamshire...
Hallamshire Hospital. Thank you so much, we've got that. Yeah.
Is that right? Thanks. Yeah.
What they're saying is...
..there's an information centre now.
It's OK.
But, er...
We'd best get to Sheffield.
Come on, love.
There's dozens of ours still in the hospital, you know.
There's loads of them.
I felt him, Steve.
Leaving me.
Well, he's going to come bounding back to you again, then, isn't he?
With that big daft grin on his face.
ENGINE PUTTERS
ENGINE REVS DROP
Oh, come on, come on.
Shit.
Oh, fuck...
Sorry, Annie.
What? There's no petrol.
Jesus Christ!
WHEELS SQUEAK
APPLIES HANDBRAKE
I don't believe this.
You've got to be kidding me.
Listen, we passed a farm back there.
I won't be a minute.
Right.
Yeah. I... I won't be long.
I'll just, er... Yes, Steve! Go!
EXHALES SHAKILY
Hello?
CHICKENS CLUCK, COWS MOO
Hello, can anybody hear me?
BIRDSONG
METALLIC CLANKING
Excuse me?
Hello?
Excuse me?
I'll just get you the keys. OK, mate.
Thank you for this.
Don't be daft. Least I can do.
He's siphoned some off for us.
From one of his vehicles.
He'd do that for us?
Yeah.
People are good, aren't they?
Most people are good.
OK, all done. Thank you so much.
Good luck, love.
I hope it all works out for you.
Thank you.
ENGINE STARTS
No, that's got to be Hillsborough.
Yeah.
Hallamshire Hospital, they said. OK.
Police... There's a policeman, I'm going to ask him.
Excuse me, can you help us? Um...
Yeah, we're looking for Hallamshire Hospital.
Are you looking for someone from yesterday?
Yeah. Yes. Our boy, yeah - Kev.
Get yourself down the Boys' Club, they'll have all the info there.
Hammerton Road, it is.
Look, you're not too far, just, er... turn yourself around,
follow your nose all the way right past the park, all the way down
Middlewood Road, Hammerton's on your right, it's about 200 yards.
And it's a Boys' Club?
Boys' Club, yeah, on Hammerton Road, love. Just down here, love,
all right? Thank you.
Thank you. I don't remember... We weren't looking for a park,
were we? I don't remember a big park.
Just... Sorry.
Go back down and past the park.
Past the park?
Past the park, Middlewood Road, on the right.
I don't remember a park...
It's all right, he said go past the park. You just drive,
I'll look. OK, OK.
Um, excuse me, is that the way to the Boys' Club?
Yeah. Just across the road. Lovely, thank you.
SIRENS APPROACH
Come on, love, I think it's down here.
OK?
I don't know!
HUSHED VOICES
Oh, God... It's OK...
Oh! WOMAN SOBS
DISTRESSED VOICES
Come on, Steve, let's go, I can't go in there.
Come on... I can't go in there!
Hiya...
Can I help you? Are you looking for somebody?
Er, yes...
Erm...
Our boy, he hasn't come home, so...
Right, shall we sit you down?
Get you a cup of tea, start off by taking down some details.
Come with me. Come on.
WOMAN SOBS
Just take a seat somewhere over there.
HUBBUB
DISTRESSED VOICES
SOBBING They've done everything they can...
W-We just... We just want to know where our Kev is...
Can I take a surname and a date of birth?
It's Kevin Williams,
27th of May.
Yeah... 1973.
Kevin Williams... I...
The name rings a bell.
He's... Yeah, he's 15.
Just let me check, cos I swear we had a Kevin Williams admitted to...
Was it the Northern General? Yeah.
That's right. Right.
Just let me check.
If you'll just take a seat over there for me,
Mr and Mrs Williams, I'll be two ticks, all right?
Thank you.
I feel so bloody foolish now, all the fuss we've caused...
Listen, we haven't caused any fuss.
We haven't caused any fuss.
No, I know, I know, just...
Thank God he's OK.
Sorry, just one minute...
Do you have a Christopher Barry Devonside?
He's 18!
And he was wearing a red Wales rugby union jersey!
Oh, God, poor bloke... Poor bloke.
It's easy! You get him!
Please find him!
That's all the information...
1973, did you say?
Yes, Kev is 15. Well, he'll be 16 next month.
Oh, I really am very sorry, Mrs Williams,
but the Kevin Williams we have listed is 40 years of age.
No.
Can I ask what Kevin was wearing?
Why do you need to know that?
Annie, Annie...
I'm going to take you down to the Medico-Legal centre.
Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me...
Medical... What? Medical...?
No, Medico-Legal.
SOMBRE MUSIC
INAUDIBLE
PRESS SHOUT QUESTIONS
Move back!
What's happening?
Show some respect!
THEY SHOUT QUESTIONS
Got a name for us?
Who did you lose, love?
We'll wait for you out here!
Do you mind?
SHOUTING
Did he have a ticket?
Come with me. We're going to go in here.
Right, straight in.
Let me just get that door for you.
Here we go.
Just walk straight through there for me.
All right?
I'm sorry about that.
We're gonna walk down here...
You're all right.
That's the whole list. Mm-hm.
Come with me.
It's all right.
You're all right.
MAN SOBS
WOMAN SPEAKS SOFTLY
MAN SOBS
OK.
SOBBING
Mr and Mrs Williams?
I'm PC Glave.
If you could just come this way, please?
You're all right, I'm gonna be here when you get out. OK?
What I'm gonna do now is I'm gonna show you some photographs.
WOMAN SOBS
Sorry.
Please.
They're, er... They're Polaroids, of...
I can't... I...
If you can, just...
..take a look at the photographs...
and let me know if your loved one is among them.
Kevin... Sorry, but his...
His name is Kevin.
Honey, honey, honey...
We can do this. We have to do this.
SHE SNIFFS
Come on.
Thank you.
Come on, come on.
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY
No, no, no...
No, he isn't there. Kevin isn't one of them.
Just take your time, take your time.
Annie, Annie...
There's no rush. Annie, Annie... Shh.
Just take your time.
He's on... Kev... Kevin's on the board.
He isn't. He is.
No, he's not...
He's on the board, Annie.
No, he's not...
You've got it wrong!
He is... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
SHE CRIES OUT
He's number 51.
No, he's not!
He is, he is...
No, he's not!
He is, love, he is.
Kevin...
I want to see him...
Where is he? I need to see him...
I know. We'll see him...
I should... I should...
Can I just confirm, that this is...?
SHE SOBS
Number 51?
Yes.
What are we gonna do?
DOOR CLOSES
SOBBING
What did we do?!
What did we do wrong?
What did we do wrong?!
I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry...
Steve, I wanna die! I wanna die...
'I'm sick of seeing on television or reading in the press
'these instant experts - doctors, and a few lawyers -
'who all seem to know more about our job than we do.
'Telling us what we should've done,
'that if there'd have been police officers
'just inside those gates that day,
'funnelling people into the outer areas,
'then this wouldn't have happened.' Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
'And I'm saying to you...' Oh, here we go.
'..when this MOB surged through...' That's a new one, isn't it?
'..police officers would've been trampled to death underneath it.
'And the vast majority of that lot had been drinking,
'the ones that were arriving late,
'and they will not be told where to go,
'they won't do anything you try to do...'
'So are you saying the fans are to blame, then?'
'The police certainly aren't to blame...'
PHONE RINGS
'..because if the fans will do what the police are asking them to do,
'there wouldn't be any problem, because people would be orderly.'
RINGING CONTINUES I don't believe this.
'If they were orderly, they wouldn't have these problems.'
Dickhead.
RINGING
Annie?
It's the phone.
I'm sorry to disturb you, sweetheart, but...
It's the undertakers.
SOBBING
Come on. I'm all right!
Come on.
Shh.
Come on, we can do this.
Hi.
You go first.
OK.
Thank you. You're welcome.
HE SNIFFS
Poor thing.
Come on. Is he...?
Come on.
There's hardly a mark on him.
He can't have suffered, then, eh? Thank God.
No, he didn't.
Look what your ma's done to your hair!
Let's sort that hair out.
Make you all handsome again, eh?
Annie, they said...
They said Friday, for the funeral.
No. Yes.
No, no, no - not Friday.
Not Friday, Friday's too soon, I haven't said goodbye yet...
Kev...
I'm here now.
Yeah?
We're here for you now.
I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help you, Kev.
The death toll at Hillsborough has risen to 95
after a 14-year-old boy died
in Sheffield's Northern General Hospital.
Ten fans are still in intensive care.
At the start of the game, that end was tight,
but it wasn't impossible.
It would appear, I think, the police have admitted
that they opened the gate to allow the fans into the ground
to solve a crush that was going on outside the ground.
The gate was opened at police direction.
I am not aware of any connection
between the opening of the gate and the surge on the terrace.
It is a disaster of enormous proportions,
coming on the top of previous disasters,
so there will be a major public inquiry.
'Police have claimed that drunken Liverpool football fans
'attacked them as they tried to help victims
'of the Hillsborough disaster.
'They say they were kicked, punched and urinated on...'
TV CONTINUES
THUDS
Aren't you going to open them, Mum?
Later.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Is your mam in?
Mum! More flowers.
Oh, just put them there.
Mrs Williams? Yeah?
How do you feel now we know this?
Drunken fans without tickets, kicking their way into the ground?
Sorry? Who are...? No, our Kev wasn't like that.
Is this him? Steve!
OK if I keep this? No!
Will you please leave? Give me that back...
I'm just trying to get your side of the story...
Story?! There is no story! Have some respect!
There's no story!
Steve!
Give me that.
Er, excuse me.
We've come to, er...
We've come...
Our boy...
is Kevin.
Kevin Williams.
If you just come through here and follow me.
'No-one who knows Liverpool
'will be surprised to find among the ever-growing carpet of flowers
'almost as much Everton blue as Liverpool red.
'The extent to which tragedy has touched the game
'throughout the whole country and beyond these shores is apparent.
'There are floral tributes in their thousands.'
'Ahead lie our six traditional rounds,
'including the aircraft simulator, and I can...'
DOOR BELL
Hiya, love.
Bob Jones, Sefton Social Services.
Are your mum and dad in?
Oh, God...
Mr... Jones.
Please, it's Bob.
You spoke to Bob on the phone.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
Sorry, yes.
We're still, er...
We're a bit...
It was, er...
It was Kevin's birthday yesterday, so... Oh.
He would've been 16, so...
This is Sara, then, I take it?
Hello.
Say hello, sweetheart.
Are you two getting any sleep?
Er, no, not really, to be honest with you.
Annie's had...
Well, the doctor's given us both, you know, to...
..to help us with that, but...
We just wake up, don't we?
So...
Look...
My role, from this point in,
fundamentally,
I am your point of contact
right the way through all of this.
Sorry, through all what?
Kevin's inquest, Anne.
Firstly,
you'll have heard about Lord Justice Taylor's inquiry.
Well, bits and pieces, you know.
Lord Taylor is conducting the big public inquiry into...
Basically, he's going to tell us what went wrong.
But the inquests,
they relate to your loved one.
The primary objective of the preliminary inquests
is that the bereaved should know
the when and the where of death.
What about the why and the how?
Ah, no.
Not at this stage, Anne.
In case anyone has to face criminal charges down the line...
Bob, my son went to a football match.
Now, I need to kn...
..why my boy died at a game of football!
Andy.
Your mum said you'd be here.
Oh, yeah, Mrs W, hi.
Can I?
Aye, sure, yeah. Right.
I'm sorry I haven't been round, I've been, er...
I know, love.
I know.
Andy...
What happened to Kev?
I can't stop thinking about him.
Even when I close my eyes.
You know the way the police keep saying...
..it was caused by the fans turning up too late?
If anything, we got there too early.
The, er..
The pen next to our pen started filling up quicker than ours,
and all the singing starts,
the atmosphere's like, building and that.
We love all that, don't we?
The swaying, the singing.
We wanna be in the thick of it.
So-so we moved from the pen that we were in to, erm...
the one next to us, Pen 3...
..and it really started to get packed.
It was packed tight.
Packed like nothing I've ever known.
It's heavin'!
And... And they just start the match anyway!
You know... You know, the pressure...
The weight of the crowd.
Suddenly, you're getting carried to the left,
then you're getting carried to the right,
and your feet aren't even touching the floor.
You start to feel like,
this isn't right, this...
I can't even breathe here.
And Kev...
He was trying to laugh it off, and he goes,
"This is really packed..."
And it is.
And then... And then Peter Beardsley hits the bar
and there's just like this big surge...
It's like getting hit in the back by a train!
And everyone just goes...
Everyone.
Andy...
Did Kev go down?
Andy?
Was Kev trampled in all the trouble?
No!
There was no trouble, there was no fighting or nothing like that.
I was with him one minute,
then he's just gone, just like that.
And I couldn't find him, you know?
HE SOBS
I couldn't find him...
HE SOBS
'The report into what happened at Hillsborough 16 weeks ago
'amounts to a damning judgement on South Yorkshire Police.
'Lord Justice Taylor's conclusions
'follow an inquiry, which heard evidence from 174 witnesses.
'His aim was not to attribute blame,
'but to find out what happened and why,
'and the heaviest criticism is aimed at the police.
'The report concludes, "The main reason for the disaster
' "was the failure of police control." '
Annie. 'The report says the police should have foreseen...' Annie.
What is it?
It's the Taylor Report.
'Those best placed to judge...'
Remember Bob saying...?
'..the police control room,
'including Chief Superintendent David Duckenfield -
'the man in charge of policing the match.
'The report says Mr Duckenfield misjudged the build-up
'at the turnstiles, failed to alert officers inside the ground,
'and took no steps to postpone the kick-off.
'When the request came to open the gate,
'Mr Duckenfield's capacity to take decisions and give orders
'seemed to collapse.
'The report rejects some major assertions of police evidence -
'that they were effectively overwhelmed
'by marauding drunken fans
'arriving shortly before the kick-off.
'It says the great majority of fans were neither drunk,
'nor the worse for drink. Chief Superintendent...'
God, Steve...
All this...
'..that fans had forced the gate open.
'At the inquiry, he said he feared that the truth
'would provoke hostility against police helping in the rescue...'
So, what happens now?
'..saying their reluctance to tell Mr Kelly the truth
'did not require that he had to be told a falsehood.'
It's our turn now.
DOOR BELL
ENGINE STARTS
You OK?
Yeah.
OK? Yeah.
Here?
I'm so sorry - I know.
The Medico-Legal Centre is, er...
also the coroner's court for cases like this.
I am so sorry.
But this is the last hurdle, I promise.
Mr and Mrs Williams?
I'm Sergeant John Killoch from West Midlands Police.
I've been collecting all the relevant details on Kevin.
How are you both today?
Er, we're doing OK, thank you.
Yeah, we're all right. Good, good, so,
we just need to run through one or two last things with you. Sergeant?
With respect...
We've all had the best part of a year to prepare for this.
Granted. It's just, erm...
the coroner simply wants to pre-warn you
about one or two things you might hear today.
What kinds of things?
You're going to hear testimony from a policeman.
An off-duty chap who happened to be there on the day, as a fan.
I don't understand what you're telling us for.
Is this your son, Mrs Williams?
Yeah.
That's Kev.
SHE STUTTERS
Sorry, who's there?
So, that guy there, he's the off-duty officer.
Excuse me, is he giving him mouth-to-mouth there?
It seems so, yes.
Well, why is he doing that?
So you're telling us...
..that you think that Kevin's still alive here?
This off-duty officer seems to think
he might have seen your lad convulse...
but when he was on the pitch.
Why is Kevin on the pitch?
The victims were laid out on the pitch,
so that basic triage could be organised -
who needed what treatment, see?
That's where this...
off-duty saw your lad convulse.
So he wasn't...?
He was still alive? No, no...
Please, Mrs Williams,
we simply want to make you aware of what various people have said.
I'm sorry, but...
People...? So...
Who else saw Kev?
Er, there's a community bobby.
A Special.
Sorry, what? A Special?
Debra Martin, a volunteer bobby.
Mrs Williams,
I wouldn't want to criticise Special WPC Martin in any way,
but she was caught up in the crush,
and she was particularly upset by the events of the day.
And what does she have to say, this PC Martin?
There's a suggestion from Special WPC Martin...
..that she might have heard your son speak.
What?!
He spoke?
He called for me, didn't he?
Kev said, "Mum."
Where is this PC Martin? I need to speak to her now.
She's not here, Mrs Williams. Well, why isn't she here?!
This is Kev's inquest! It's exactly the same procedure
for most witnesses at this stage.
We don't want to prejudice any possible future trials
that might take place,
so I'm going to be summarising her evidence.
Sergeant, I have been led to believe for a year
that my son died in that crush in the pen.
And now you're telling me he was still alive on the pitch?
Well, what is it? What happened to my boy?
I'm so sorry, Mrs Williams.
I-I don't know.
I don't believe this!
SHE SOBS
I'm sorry.
'My examination of Kevin'
showed that the main finding was that of asphyxia.
This opinion was formed through the extensive blueness on the face
and upper part of the chest.
This asphyxia had clearly resulted
from compression of the neck and chest,
and this opinion was supported
by the presence of three small scratches
over the left side of the neck
and also over the front of the voice box.
This had also resulted in four fractures to the bones
in the actual voice box.
In terms of the mode of death,
unconsciousness occurs very rapidly, certainly within a few seconds.
Death then occurs after approximately three-to-five minutes.
One officer said she helped the lad into the gym from the pitch.
Presumably, she carried him.
He stopped breathing.
She gave him the kiss of life,
did some heart massage.
He, er...
"He opened his eyes...
"said a word,
"and died."
In the light of your pathological findings,
is that, in fact, a possibility, do you think, Dr Slater?
Of the moderately large number of autopsies I did
from this incident, this was certainly the most severe case
of traumatic asphyxia that I actually dealt with.
It was by far the most severe case of voice box fractures.
That makes it virtually impossible for the person to have spoken.
The evidence would indicate there had been extensive brain damage.
He couldn't really communicate. Would that be right?
It indicates the severity of the asphyxia and, again,
that would have resulted in irreversible brain damage.
Which, again, would totally prohibit any form of communication.
Bloomin' fix!
"Worst injuries that he'd seen?"
You know, I feel like I am being bounced from pillar to post!
You know, I'm lost, Steve.
You know, first, our Kevin was killed in the crush...
..and now he might have been alive and he might have spoken?
And then, this doctor, he's saying it's the worst case they dealt with.
This was supposed to be it!
The last hurdle, you sai...
And now I'm back in the dark again!
I...
I've got to go.
Hi. There's no need to get up.
Inspector Matthew Sawers,
Mrs Williams, West Midlands Police Force.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
What's this about, Inspector?
Um...
May I?
Erm...
This is really just a courtesy visit.
I wanted to update you on...
..some things that I believe you and your husband
may have heard yesterday.
The guy on the pitch.
The one who gave Kev mouth-to-mouth,
the off-duty policeman?
PC Bruder. Well, he said he saw Kevin convulsing.
Yeah.
I've spent... several hours today speaking to PC Bruder.
The coroner wanted me to get further clarification about what he said,
because it was at odds with some of the other evidence.
And he's cleared up one or two things,
and he's...
..made a further statement. You know he's a local lad?
Oh...
And yes, he might have initially believed
that he saw your son convulsing on the pitch.
But after further reflection, PC Bruder now realises
that what he witnessed was much more likely...
in his words...
"Just a twitch."
I'm sorry, how can he think he saw Kev convulse,
and then think he didn't?
PC Bruder has...
benefitted from a week-long first aid refresher course
since the day itself.
And now he describes the movement as a... a "twitch".
We also tried to clarify his point about the ambulance,
and Bruder was very adamant about an ambulance which passed by
while he was trying to give your son mouth-to-mouth.
Now, I've explained to Bruder
that according to the information we have,
the two ambulances entered onto the pitch at 3:15
and 3:17.
I'm afraid your boy wasn't carried away from the pens until 3:32.
So the coroner thinks PC Bruder must be mistaken about what he saw.
Look, I...
I don't want to upset you any further, Mrs Williams,
and, hopefully, the opposite will be the case.
Once I'd taken PC Bruder's statement,
the coroner asked Dr Slater to speak to him, too,
so he's aware of...
..what PC Bruder is now saying.
The police lady, though,
the one who said she heard Kev speak in the gymnasium...
Special Constable Martin.
Mm.
Our forces rely on people like Debbie Martin.
Occasions like this...
large crowds, big sporting events,
we need our volunteers. No!
He called out to me. I know he did.
I'm sorry, but Kev said, "Mum."
Hey, hey, hey.
Come on.
According to the medical evidence...
..that would have been virtually impossible.
Oh, yeah. So...
What happens now?
In light of PC Bruder's revised observations,
there will be another hearing tomorrow...
No. No, not another one.
Steve, I can't go through that again.
Don't worry, this will just be a...
a recording of the...
appropriate further evidence we now have on Kevin.
So it's just Kev?
Just Kevin, Mrs Williams.
Well, there's no need to see me out,
I have taken up enough of your time as it is.
DOOR CLOSES
What was all that about?
A senior officer like him...
..coming all the way over here?
Just to tell us that?
I don't believe it, Ste.
I won't believe it.
Come on.
KNOCK AT DOOR
DOOR OPENS
Mum?
Come on, Mum, please.
Please?
Sara, love, can you just leave me alone?
We're gonna be late. You're a big girl, now.
You can take yourself, just leave your mum, yeah?
Come on!
I don't want to.
Please?
You promised.
Come on. All right, all right, all right.
Come on.
Just wait till you see what they've done for Kev.
Mrs Williams. Oh, I...
I hope you're going to like the tribute that we've made.
Especially created by the staff and pupils of Formby High.
Mm.
See, Mum?
One of the boys' fathers is working on the cathedral's memorial,
so that's a bona fide holy stone, that, Mrs Williams.
Thanks...
Thank you.
Um...
I just, I can't...
You know, it's beautiful, it is.
It's really, really beautiful.
SHE LAUGHS
You know, we, um... We don't have a place for Kevin, where...
Now we do.
Thank you.
And...
Thank you, everyone. Thank you.
APPLAUSE
'April 15, 1989 scarred a nation's sporting memories
'and indelibly linked the name of Hillsborough with soccer tragedy.
'The fans died after the gates
'leading to the Leppings Lane End of the ground
'were opened by police
'to relieve pressure on supporters queueing outside.'
'The inquest at Sheffield Town Hall
'had to determine how and when the 95 victims died.
'After hearing evidence from more than 200 witnesses,
'and retiring for two days
'and two nights to consider their decision,
'the jury returned with their verdict - accidental death.
'It wasn't unanimous, but by a majority of nine to two.'
What? 'As it was announced,
'there were cries of disbelief from the relatives...'
No. No.
'..broke down sobbing. As the coroner called for order...'
"Accidental death"?!
The Taylor Report said it was down to the police on the day,
so how can that mean accidental?
Because that's what happens.
I mean, when did the system ever protect us?
They'll always do this, Annie.
'..but in the eyes of the general public...'
You know, and there's no point
in trying to fight these people.
Because you can't beat them.
So, what...
we just do nothing?
'Many of the families were overcome with emotion after the verdicts...'
Those poor people.
They are absolutely destroyed.
This is so, so wrong!
'..utter farce from day one...'
'We said from the beginning, since we formed our group,
'we don't want revenge, we want justice.
'And we've stressed this all along.'
Justice!
'We think that justice has not been done today.'
Justice has NOT been done.
Justice has not been done.
Fuckin'...
'The families say they'll continue to work together,
'even though their resources are limited.'
LIGHTER CLATTERS
TRAIN RUMBLES
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
VOICES INSIDE
..that most people here
were disgusted with the accidental death verdict...
SHE KNOCKS
Hello?
Hiya, love. Hi.
Are you here for the Hillsborough Family Support Group?
Um... Yeah.
John Glover.
Did you lose someone yourself?
Yeah, I did.
Well, you're among friends here.
Come and sit down, love.
Don't you want to, er... give us a quick intro?
Um...
Yeah. I, um...
I lost my boy.
Kevin.
Kevin Williams.
And I'm his mum.
Anne.