Murder: Joint Enterprise Page #3
- Year:
- 2012
- 59 min
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We had an eyewitness statement from the sister.
We had him.
PHONE RINGS:
I've got two brothers and they're both every bit as bad as me.
And I've got two sisters who are angels.
They're nurses, both of them.
And I've got another brother who's learning difficulties.
He wasn't born right, wouldn't hurt a fly.
So how does that one turn out, then?
Half of us bad, half of us good?
PHONE RINGS:
- WOMAN:
- I couldn't believe it when they arrested Coleen, but then I could.
CAR ALARM BLASTS
That's Coleen on the left, and Erin, the one who got killed.
They were arguing because Coleen wanted to get this tattoo,
and Erin wanted to stay in the pub.
I feel bad, because I told Erin that Coleen's boyfriend had a love-bite from his ex.
That's what he told me. Next to his nipple.
And then Erin was like, "Well, wait to see him and have it out,"
and Coleen was like, "No, we're going to get this tattoo."
And Erin's got this temper... Well, they both have.
And, well, watch.
Look, catfight!
And that's the guy that got arrested.
He comes in and pulls them apart.
That was those two laughing. and then just scratching eyes out.
I do love a development.
We enhanced the video taken off the mobile phone.
It looks like nothing, but then you see it.
Look...
Look, there.
It's a bloody pool ball!
I didn't really think I was neutral
but the police said you didn't have to be neutral to be a witness.
They'd seen it on YouTube.
'They said they wished I filmed all the trouble round here.'
Would have taken Ricky Hatton down, that.
I was a friend of Coleen's boyfriend, that's why I filmed it.
Thought he'd think it was funny.
Now I just don't know.
She calls me "H".
She said I don't deserve my full name.
That's how she treats me.
One day I'm, like, outcast - the next she can't get enough.
She must have phoned me 25 times that day.
- Texts?
- I stopped counting.
I never even looked at the texts, or the voicemail.
I know what she's like when she's drinking...
..but then I did have a look.
And I just thought it was more of her bullshit.
Yeah, we did have arguments - we're sisters.
Like the washing up, tattoos, love bites.
Sometimes, Erin, she needs a slap and she knows it herself.
Stuff builds up in her. It's for her own good.
She thought it was funny that H had a love-bite.
And he gives them to himself. He gives them to himself
and then says that his ex-girlfriend did them, and she knows that.
'Fresh thinking.'
One of those injuries wasn't Stefan...
at least one. Maybe even the fatal one.
Like, erm, she worked in Watermeadow Place...
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