Last week Gable Tostee walked free from the Brisbane Supreme Court after he was acquitted of the murder and manslaughter of New Zealand tourist Warriena Wright.
Ms Wright, 26, died after falling 14 storeys from Tostee’s Avalon apartment in Surfers Paradise while on a Tinder date back in 2014.
Now that the court case has finished and the jury have given their verdict, Tostee’s version of what happened on the night Ms Wright died can be revealed.
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In a lengthy post written on a body building forum on December 10, 2014, Tostee addressed many concerns – such as why he was recording Ms Wright, why he went for pizza straight after her death and why he put her out onto his balcony in the first place.
“I think it’s time I spoke out about the events that have happened over the last few months. Those aware will know I am referring to the tragic death of Warriena Wright,” Tostee began.
“So far I’ve been silent about the whole thing which has left my hands tied while so many misconceptions and untruths are being circulated in the media and in the public. This has been extraordinarily difficult, and I have grown to believe my silence may have done more harm than good.
“So now you can hear it from me.”
Tostee’s version of what happened on the night:
My night with Warriena was intended to be relaxed and fun. She was on holidays and we decided to meet up for drinks after matching and chatting on Tinder. At first we got along great but as the night continued her behaviour became strange and she became increasingly aggressive. I’m not sure whether she found it amusing but it was getting out of hand. She kept hitting me, taunting me, throwing my stuff around and trashing my apartment. For the last couple of hours with her most of my efforts were spent trying to placate her in the hope that she would calm down. I have always been happy to have girls stay overnight but eventually her behaviour became too overbearing and I decided I wanted her to leave. I tried to make her leave but instead of leaving she grabbed a nearby metal object and tried to swing it at me. This is where the alleged “choking” sounds began. I never deliberately choked her or put my hands around her neck, all I did was try to remove the weapon from her. If I wanted to choke her out then it probably wouldn’t have been hard, but I did not do that as I did not want to hurt her. A less forgiving man could have quite conceivably exercised less restraint and retaliated violently. I did what I did to prevent further physical conflict and de-escalate the situation as best as I could.
Why he put Ms Wright on the balcony:
The struggle took place about 2-3 metres away from the rear glass doors that lead to my balcony. My front door was about 10m away, and has an automatic closer and lock which I would have had to flick then hold open while trying to force her out. This would have been much more difficult and wasn’t really an option. Putting her outdoors would have meant I could separate her from me and keep an eye on her through the glass doors until she either calmed down or I called someone like security or police to take her away. Never in my wildest imagination did I expect what happened next.
After shutting the door I turned my back and retreated, and literally about 10 seconds later when I turned around and looked through the glass I only briefly for a fraction of a second saw Warriena on the other side of the railing before she disappeared out of view. She never tried to get back in, bang on the door or even cry out to me or anyone else. She climbed over without any warning. I was too far away to react. At the time I couldn’t tell if she had fallen or climbed down to another floor. All I knew was that she was no longer there. How could anybody possibly expect someone to fall to their death within seconds of being on a balcony without any warning? It is not as if I locked her there and left her for hours. I was in disbelief.
Why he left the building:
Trying to keep my composure as much as possible I quickly realised that it would be extremely foolish to go back out on the balcony in case she had indeed fallen and someone saw me standing near the edge. The only sensible thing I could think to do at the time was call my lawyer, who would know what to do. Of course, the call didn’t go through.
I did not “flee” the scene as it has been claimed. I went downstairs to see if I could find out what happened. When I reached the lobby I saw flashing emergency lights coming from outside. At this point it dawned on me that something serious had happened. I was terrified, exhausted, intoxicated, and quite disorientated and all I wanted to do was get advice. I knew if I walked into police I could have been held under suspicion without legal representation, a situation nobody would want to be in. I resorted to leaving the building and calling my Dad.
Why he bought pizza:
While I was waiting to meet my Dad I bought a slice of pizza to curb my hunger and anxiety. It was the most convenient thing I could find at that hour. Anyone familiar with the area will know that there are pizza venues that sell slices over the counter on every corner. The suggestion that I casually or leisurely indulged in a meal is absolutely outrageous. I was anything but casual. I had to eat because I was hungry, anxious, and intoxicated, and a slice of pizza was the easiest meal I could find.
Why he recorded the night:
I regularly made audio recordings of my drunk nights on the town in case something happened. I kept them for myself but didn’t need to listen to them 99% of the time. It’s so easy to do using a smartphone and comes at such a small cost, and sometimes the recordings have been invaluable.
You can read Tostee’s full post here.