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Monica:
I've got the hang of it now.

Five-six-zero,

paleontology.

-Five-seven-zero, life sciences.
-Mm-hmm.

You know, this Dewey decimal
system's really quite simple

once you understand
all the nuances.

Nuances?

Uh-huh.

I'm trying to expand
my vocabulary.

I'm still waiting to find out

the nuances
of my next assignment.

Although I've already

condensed the possibilities.

Oh, you've condensed, huh?

Yes, I know that god
sent me here for a reason,

so I've condensed the list
down to three people

who I think could use my help.

Then you're not
interested in hearing

that your actual assignment
is to get a library card?

-A library card?
-Yes.

-That's it?
-That's it.

-Why?
-Well, because

god asked you to do it.

That should be reason enough.

But, you know,
to get a library card,

you need a last name
and an address.

Well, allow me to suggest
a new word for today.

Improvise.

Excuse me, Rita.

I'd like to apply
for a library card.

Let me get this straight:

You volunteer at the library,

but you don't have
a library card?

Yes.

No, but I'd like to get one now.

Okay.

Monica.

M-o-n-i-c-a.

Last name?

Well, I...

"Welleye?"

Sounds like a fish.

W-e-l-l-e-y-e?

-Address?
-Home address?

Wherever you get your mail.

Oh, um...

11660 front street.

Boise, Idaho.

Uh, Rita, I think you've
switched the numbers there.

It's 11660,

and you've written 16160.

One, one, six, six, zero

front street.

Boise, Idaho.

(Printer whirring)

There.

Congratulations.

You are now part
of the bureaucracy

of the state of Idaho.

Now, go away.

What do I do now?

Just wait a few days,

until the nuances
of this assignment

show themselves.

I can't do this, Tess.
I'm an angel.

So now you're an angel
on jury duty.

Why?

Because that's
where you're needed.

Getting your library card
just put you in the system.

You've got to stay in there.

Look at this.

Oh, my goodness.

Did this man do
what it says here?

I don't know.

Well, shouldn't I know that

if I'm going to be on a jury?

Nobody on a jury

knows the truth going in.

And a lot of times,

they don't know the truth
when it's all over.

Jury duty is very difficult.

It has to do with facts
and evidence,

not necessarily truth at all.

But I'm an angel.

I'm always about truth.

Yes.

That's why you have to get
on that jury.

(Sighs)

♪ When you walk ♪

♪ down the road ♪

♪ heavy burden ♪

♪ heavy load ♪

♪ I will rise ♪

♪ and I will walk with you ♪

♪ I'll walk with you ♪

♪ till the sun
don't even shine ♪

♪ walk with you ♪

♪ every time, I tell you ♪

♪ I'll walk with you ♪

♪ walk with you ♪

♪ believe me,
I'll walk with you. ♪

Monica:
It just seems that I could do

so much more as an angel
than I can as a juror.

Oh, I see.

Apparently, god didn't know

that he was disrupting
your plan.

(Elevator bell dings)

Now, you listen to me,
miss wings.

Human beings are always
trying to get out

of jury duty, because they think

they've got something
better to do, too.

And that excuse doesn't work

most of the time for them,

and it's not going to work
for you at all.

You were called,

and you will serve.

It's important
that you are on that jury.

Yes, ma'am.

Man (over radio):
25 minutes past the hour.

How are you guys?
What did I miss?

Woman:
Welcome back.

You went out of the country?

I didn't even realize,
till I saw the...

Where did you go?

Man:
New Jersey. (Laughs)

Woman:
That is out of the country.

Man:
I went to the south pacific...

Oh... (Groans)

For Pete's sake.

Is real cream too much to ask

for people who are trying
to do their civic duty here?

Oh, I'm sorry, dude.

Do I look like a "dude" to you?

An old dude's
still a dude, dude.

Hello.

-Hello. I'm Monica.
-Uh, Carol Anne.

Honey, you've been buying
pretty and pure cosmetics

from me for years.

Now, have I ever
steered you wrong?

Come on, come on.

No! Not 50 shares; 50,000.

You're going to bankrupt all my
clients before I can get back.

Books on tape. (Laughs)

You own or rent, Monica?

Neither, actually.

Oh.

You're still living at home?

Uh...

Well...

Nothing wrong with that
if it works for you.

When you are ready
to go out on your own,

just give me a call.

I am always available.

You want a house,
condo, apartment,

big, small,
short-term, long-term...

I get 'em all before they go
out on the listings.

Believe me, you do not get
into the million dollar circle

unless you give people
what they want.

So...

I see.

(Door opens)

Andrew:
Morning, everybody.

When I call your name here,
just grab your things

and follow me.

All right.

Samantha munson,

-Nicholas withers...
-Yes.

Francis bolaczek,
Carol Anne Larkin,

Monica welleye...

Kevin Carter,

young shim Noh,
Peter Garfield...

Ladies and gentlemen,
the case you may be

asked to hear
is a capital crime,

murder in the first degree.

That means
that if he's convicted,

the defendant will,
at the very least,

spend the rest
of his life in prison.

He could receive
the death penalty.

Does this present a moral issue
that would prevent any of you

from rendering a fair verdict
in this case?

Good.

Because of the nature
of this case,

I'm going to let counsel conduct
brief interviews

prior to selecting this jury.

Who's first, Andrew?

Walter titlebaum.

How are you today,
Mr. Titlebaum?

Old and cranky.

(Chuckles)

Not a fan of retirement, huh?

It wasn't my choice.

I made the rules
when I founded the company.

So you believe in rules.

You got to have rules.

Thank you, Mr. Titlebaum.

Are you married, sir?

48 years.

Takes a lot of work
to stay married that long.

What do you think
"for better or worse" means?

Have you ever hit your wife?

Never.

Thank you, Mr. Titlebaum.

Man:
Young shim Noh.

That's korean, right?

Yes.

I came with my family
from Korea 14 years ago,

but now I'm an American citizen.

Uh, forgive my ignorance,

but do I call you "young"
or "Noh" or... what?

My name is young shim Noh.

Okay.

Have you ever been
on a jury before?

No.

I'm a descendant
of James a. Garfield,

the, uh, 20th president.

He was, uh, assassinated,
you know.

Shot down in the prime
of his life.

Do you consider yourself
an expert on murder?

Well, an expert... (Laughs)

Uh, no.

No, I-I just find
the subject interesting.

Who did it?
Did they act alone?

What was the motive?

'Cause, uh, you know,
you got to ask the questions.

Have you ever been
the victim of a violent crime?

Have I?

No.

I have four children.

Three boys and a girl.

What would you do if someone
were stalking your daughter?

I'd do whatever it took
to protect her.

I don't know how I'd feel.

I've never actually had
a romantic relationship.

Are you anxious
to be on this jury?

Oh, yes.

I even got my own legal pad
so I could take notes.

Oh, that's very organized.

What do you do
for a living, Ms. Welleye?

Uh, I do volunteer work.

Exclusively?

-Yes.
-Do you have any other

source of income?

I'm supported completely
by my father.

Good answer, baby.

And if this trial
were to go on for a while,

it wouldn't create
a hardship for you?

Oh, no.

I consider it a duty.

A calling, almost.

A calling?

Are you a...
God-fearing person?

Fear of the lord

is the beginning
of wisdom, you know.

Fear being a healthy
respect for, not terror of.

God, I mean.

Uh-oh.

Woman:
Thank you.

I think we're going to have
to cut this one.

Well, you've still got
one dismissal you can use,

but there's only one juror
left in the pool to choose from.

(Man snoring)

(Sighs)

Your honor, we accept
Monica welleye

as our 12th juror.

Tess, I didn't know that Brendan
could get the death penalty.

How could I ever make
a decision like that?

Render unto Caesar

that which is Caesar's,

and render unto god

that which is god's.

Which, in your case
does not mean, baby,

that god sends angels to court

to change the law.

He sends them to change hearts.

Andrew:
Okay.

We're ready.

Everybody,

this way, please.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

the task before you
is a simple one.

Listen to the evidence.

That's all you've got to do.

Because the evidence
in this case

proves beyond any doubt
that that man

did willfully and maliciously
set fire to the home

of his former girlfriend
Elizabeth Bennet,

killing her in her sleep.

The state will provide
eyewitnesses to this crime.

Elizabeth's parents

will testify to the terrible
fits of temper

that Brendan falstaff exhibited
towards their daughter.

We will present you
with physical evidence

tying that defendant
to this tragedy.

And we will offer you a motive.

The defense may try
to convince you

that it appeared
as if no one was home

when the fire was started.

It doesn't matter
that Brendan falstaff

believed no one was home.

Elizabeth Bennet was there,

and she died as a result of it.

And in Idaho, a death occurring

during the commission
of a felony

is murder.

Plain and simple.

Elizabeth Bennet died
in a fire.

That is a fact
that cannot be disputed.

That someone set that fire

also seems undeniably clear.

The only real question is:

Who set that fire?

The prosecution
will offer you hearsay

and circumstantial evidence
that will suggest

it might have been
Brendan falstaff.

In point of fact,
there is nothing in their case

that positively identifies
Brendan falstaff

as the perpetrator
of this terrible crime.

There is nothing
but a broken heart

offered as a motive.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Brendan falstaff
does have a broken heart.

He's not particularly charming,
he's not very popular,

he's not even a rhodes scholar,
but most importantly,

he is not a murderer.

Miss lange,
call your first witness.

Thank you, your honor.

The prosecution calls
officer Jarvis.

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

over the past six days,
you have heard the arguments

presented by both sides
in this case.

Now you must decide
what you believe.

If you believe
the prosecution has proven

beyond a reasonable doubt

that Brendan falstaff
committed this crime,

then you must find him guilty

of first-degree murder
with special circumstances.

If, however, you feel
the prosecution has not proved

its case
beyond a reasonable doubt,

it is your responsibility
to bring back

a verdict of "not guilty."

I urge you to consider
your decision carefully.

And your decision
must be unanimous.

The life of this young man
hangs in the balance.

Bailiff, escort the jury
to the deliberation room.

-(Gavel bangs)
-This way, please.

Okay, right this way, please.

Sit over here.

So, there's a restroom
right through that door.

There's a thermostat right here

by the door
you just came in through.

And there's also a buzzer
if you need me.

Woman:
Thank you.

Any questions?

-Woman: No.
-Man: No, thank you.

If I were Brendan falstaff,
I sure wouldn't mind

knowing there's an angel
in that room.

Brendan falstaff
is not her assignment.

Her assignment is in there.

Monica:
Are you all right, Carol Anne?

Uh, yeah.

Fine. I just need some air.

After a week
in that courtroom,

the walls start
to close in on you.

(Laughs quietly)
Thanks.

Does it matter where we sit?

Well, why don't we just sit

in the same order we did
in the jury box?

Excellent. I'm ready
to rock and roll.

This is not a party.
This is very serious business.

Can we just get to it already?

I've got a house closing
tomorrow.

All right, well,
we have to elect a foreman.

Foreperson?

How about Carol Anne?

She's already sitting
at the point.

Well, does anybody object?

All:
No.

Good, then.
(Laughs) I-I accept.

All right, let's take this vote
and-and get out of here.

Everybody grab a piece of paper.

Write your vote on it

and stick it
in that basket down there.

Okay.

Thank you.

All right, um...

Guilty. (Laughs)

Um, let's see here.

We have got a guilty.

Not guilty and a guilty.

And a guilty.

This says "quilty."

Now, I'm going to take that

as a misspelling
and not a suggestion

that the defendant
is warm and cuddly.

Not guilty, guilty,

not guilty, guilty...

And guilty. Okay.

That makes three
not guilties and...

One, two, three, four,

five, six, sev... eight...
Guilties.

So who didn't vote?

What's the problem?

Samantha:
Excuse me, um,

why didn't you vote?

I abstain.

There goes your house closing.

Walter:
You can't abstain.

You have to vote--
guilty or not guilty.

That's the rule.

I'd like to talk before I vote.

I'd like to hear why everybody
voted the way they did.

I don't need to justify
my vote to you.

I'm not asking you
to justify it, Nicholas.

I'm just trying to understand
why some of you

are so sure that
Brendan falstaff is guilty.

We can't let him get away
with what he did.

He's got to be made
an example of.

Don't think of him
as an example.

He's a human being.

He's a murderer.

He deserves to die.

Walter:
Don't we owe something

to the parents of that girl?

Young:
No.

We owe the state of Idaho
a fair decision.

That's what we're here for.

Carol Anne:
This is really very

simple, Monica.

Okay?

Brendan falstaff
never had a girlfriend

before Elizabeth Bennet.

No surprise-- the guy's a freak.

Carol Anne:
Now, listen to this.

Um, she broke up with him.

He snapped.

He made a lot of threats.

He stalked her for a month

before he finally
lost it completely.

He filled up a gas can,

burned down the house
while she was sleep...

For heaven sakes, Monica,
he could've burned down

the entire block.

Peter: Right, and-and what
about the, uh, burn sports

where the gas was poured, huh?

What-what do they
call that? Uh...

-Pour patterns.
-Yeah.

They prove it was arson.

Carol Anne:
You're right.

There was an empty gas can
in the trunk of his car,

and the guy he bought
the gas from identified him.

Walter:
That patrolman,

-officer, uh...
-Jarvis?

Yeah, he said he interviewed
everybody in the neighborhood.

But nobody saw anything
except that fellow...

Yeah, the neighbor.

The neighbor across the street

who testified he saw
Brendan's car

driving away from the scene.

It just seems like an...

An open-and-shut case to me,
that's all.

He's got nobody
to back up his alibi,

and he's got plenty of...
Of motive and opportunity.

That's the way I see it.

She's right-- there's plenty
of real evidence

to sink this kid,
so let's just go with that.

You see?

Most of you have made up
your minds already

before we've even
discussed this.

What is left to discuss?

Well, the...

The eyewitness, for one.

Peter:
What, gunderson? The neighbor?

What about him?
Look, even if

everything else
is circumstantial,

gunderson was an eyewitness.

Kevin:
He saw Brendan falstaff's car

leaving the scene
just before the fire.

He saw it.

No, he said he saw
the license plate

and recognized it as Brendan's.

-There's no difference.
-Well, yes, there is.

How could he be sure
it was the license plate

when he couldn't even tell you
what kind of car it was?

Not everybody is a car person.

And you wouldn't notice
a license plate?

What color is a mailbox, Monica?

Excuse me?

U.S. mail box,
what does it look like?

It's tall, uh,
kind of boxy-shaped

with a curved top.

Ah, right, good,
and what color is it?

I don't know, uh...
Red, white and blue?

-What is the point here?
-That people

notice different things
when they look at something.

Look, a casual observer
might be able to tell you

the shape of a mailbox,

but somebody
who's paying close attention

can also tell you the color.

Blue.

Well, a U.S. mailbox
is all blue.

Except for the logo.

That is right.

Of course it's right.

Gunderson was a busybody.

He loved sticking his nose
into everybody's business.

And he especially
watched the kid

because he didn't like him.

Kevin: Yeah, but neighbors
like that are a real pain

until something happens.

Well, Brendan was always parking

his car out in front
of his house.

So he ought to know
what the car looked like.

Yes, but it was very dark
that night

and the car was going
so quickly.

How could he possibly
be that sure?

I can show you how.

How's it going in there?

I don't know.

Why don't you stick your little
angel head in there and see?

I can't do that.

That would be interfering
with the jury.

Lord, I'm going to need
a little help here.

-(Buzzing)
-They're buzzing for me.

Good. I'll wait right here.

Can I get you something?

Yeah, a dry-erase board, please.

-All right, coming right up.
-Peter: Uh, excuse me.

A moment of your time?

Nothing personal, you know.

I... I wasn't trying
to make a fool of you.

I don't feel like a fool.

It's just this case
is such a classic.

What do you mean?

Well, I read a lot
of murder mysteries.

Listen to them on tape,
actually.

If this kid was innocent,
I'd have sniffed it out by now.

What you writing?

Oh, just a list of things to do
when this is over.

(Laughs)

I could never be that organized.

Yeah, never used to be.

Learned it from my husband.

Excuse me.

I hate this.

Finding the truth
isn't always easy, Carlos.

I think we're punishing
the wrong person.

Yeah, I'm not sure
that Brendan falstaff

is guilty, either.

I think he is.

But didn't you vote not guilty?

Yes, but how can I condemn him

when I think the parents
are the ones to blame?

They raised him that way.

You have children
of your own, Carlos.

Would you blame yourself

if one of them
committed a crime?

-Yes.
-(Sighs)

You know, I'm not convinced
that Brendan is guilty,

but if you are, even if it
conflicts with my own belief,

I have to say
that the court has asked US

to judge Brendan,
not his parents.

(Knocking)

(Door opens, shuts)

Andrew:
Hi. Where do you want this?

Man:
That's okay.

It's all right.
I got it. Thanks.

We can do this, people.
Time is money.

Monica: I don't think
that's true, Kevin.

Time can be a lot more valuable
than money.

Well, we agree on something,
Monica.

Elizabeth Bennet could've
been a millionaire,

it wouldn't have bought her
another day.

Okay, so the lady is wondering
how anybody could read

the license plate of a car
that's speeding

down the street late at night.
Am I right?

-Yeah. Right. -Mm-hmm.
-Okay.

Well, if this
is the witness's house

and this is the victim's house,
and "x" is the speeding car

and "o" is the witness,

then it goes something
like this, all right?

"X" is speeding down the street.

"O" looks out the window
because he hears something.

Now, he can't make out the car

because the only street light

is down at the other end
of the block.

But... the car has
its headlights on,

so there's a light
on the license plate, right?

(Murmurs of assent)

Now, here's the beauty part.

Our neighbor, witness "o,"
lives closest to the corner,

so, as "x" is speeding
down the road,

he has to slow down
in order to make the turn.

So that's when he sees
the license plate.

Touchdown. You got it.

I can't see any flaw
in that logic.

That answers my question.

Good.
Let's take another vote.

Um, we can save time
with a show of hands,

so everybody voting guilty,
raise your hand.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten, eleven...

(Sighs)

Eleven.

The judge said that if we had
a reasonable doubt,

then we had to vote not guilty.

What possible doubt is left?

I'm not sure exactly, but...

(Chuckling):
If you're not sure,

then that's not reasonable.

Look, Monica, you're doubting

because you're afraid
of what convicting him means,

and if the death penalty
frightens you that much,

why didn't you just
disqualify yourself?

Why are you even on this jury?

Look, I'm not sure why
I'm on this jury, Carol Anne,

but as long as I'm here,

I'm going to make sure
that justice doesn't suffer

because you have to be someplace
tomorrow at a house closing.

I'm warning you, Monica,

there will be justice
done here today,

come hell or high water.

I am warning you.

Man:
Yes, he's upstairs.

Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Bennet.

My name is Tess, and I've been
watching the trial.

If you're another reporter,
we have nothing more to say.

Oh, no, no, I'm not a reporter.

I just wanted to say
I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

You've had
a very difficult time.

Is there something you need?

I need that boy
to pay for what he did.

I am not trying to be difficult.

It just comes naturally,
does it?

Walter:
If Brendan didn't do it,

-who did?
-I don't know for sure,

but her father owned the house,
didn't he?

The parents had recently
moved out, and she moved in.

What if someone was actually
trying to hurt her father

and didn't know
that Elizabeth lived there?

That's quite a stretch.

Perhaps,
but it's not unreasonable.

Carol Anne:
I'm sorry.

Brendan falstaff
started that fire.

I don't know how you
can all be so certain.

Kevin:
Come on, Monica.

We judge other people
constantly.

It's all about instincts.

I wouldn't want someone's
instincts to decide my future.

Other people depend on mine
every day.

You think there's some kind
of magic 8 ball that tells you

whether the market's
going to go up or down?

No, life is not that simple.

It's all about taking risks.

You can't take risks
with someone else's life.

What if Brendan falstaff
is telling the truth, huh?

I mean, what if he really
ran out of gas

and he walked to the gas station

and filled up the can
and went back

and put the gas in the car?

He was trying
to create an alibi.

The gas station attendant
saw Brendan,

but he didn't see
Brendan's car.

If he ran out of gas
where he said he did,

he'd have to walk
through Fletcher park

to get to that gas station.

Yes.

Nobody walks through
Fletcher park after dark.

Yeah, at least not live
to tell about it.

-But he didn't have a choice.
-No, he had a plan.

This is not
a mystery novel, Peter.

This is a real person.

Look, this guy's
some freaky loner dude

who finally creeped out
the only girl

that ever gave him
the time of day,

and he totally pulled a Carrie.

The movie.

Wigged out
and started killing people.

Young:
Everybody, look.

Brendan falstaff
was heard making threats

against Elizabeth Bennet
and her family for weeks.

The night Elizabeth died,
he bought gasoline at midnight.

Right, four miles
from her house.

He follows the speed limit,
he gets to her place

in about six minutes at 12:06.

And that gave him four minutes
to pour the gasoline around

and start the fire

before Mr. Gunderson
saw him drive away at 12:10.

Yes, the fire was reported
at 12:15,

and Brendan falstaff arrived
at his home at 12:20.

It all fits.

What are you doing there?

I'm checking the market.

You're talking to somebody?

-Yeah, a broker in my office.
-That's against the rules.

You can't talk
to anyone out there.

Are you trying
to cause a mistrial here?

I'm not discussing the case.

Doesn't matter!
You shouldn't be doing that!

Fine.

I'll put it away.

Great.
We put in all this time,

and now it's going to be
a mistrial.

No.

No, there can't be a mistrial.

Doesn't have to be a mistrial

if he didn't talk
about the case.

-Which I didn't.
-Why should we believe you?

Because I told you the truth,
that's why.

-And how can we be sure of that?
-What are you trying to say?

Everyone at the trial swore
they were telling the truth,

but not everyone could be,
so who do we believe?

We believe the evidence
if that's all we've got.

Carol Anne: Obviously,
Monica, you don't realize

that some people are just evil.

And Brendan falstaff
is one of those people.

Now, you can ask as many
questions as you like,

but the truth of the matter is
the prosecution presented

a solid case with real evidence
to back up their claims,

and the defense didn't.

I just wanted to be sure.

Well, are you sure now?

Good. Okay, um,
let's take another vote.

Everybody,
make out a new ballot.

-Hey, Bob, how's it going?
-Okay.

You still here working
on that murder case?

No, it's just a traffic thing.

I testified in the
falstaff trial last Monday.

-How'd it go?
-Okay.

Went to jury this morning.

Tell them about the guy
who saw him

putting the gas in the car?

No. The only guy that can prove
that kid innocent

is a homeless wino
that the judge won't allow.

Welcome to the criminal
justice system.

What's going on in there?

I don't know.

It's awfully quiet in there.

Maybe they're taking a vote.

Well, you go in there
and stop it

until I can speak to Monica.

-I can't.
-Yes, you can.

I just found out the truth.

Now, you go in there or I will.

No.

And give me one good reason why.

Because I have
an assignment here, too.

-Who?
-You.

-Me?
-You.

-Me?!
-You!

Carol Anne:
Send it down here.

Monica, there's a five-yard
penalty for delay of game.

Just do it already.

Walter:
Don't pressure the girl.

She has to be allowed to vote
her conscience. That's the rule.

I just need a moment, please.

Samantha: Carol Anne,
I've been meaning to tell you,

that is a beautiful ring.

Oh, thank you.

Um, my husband found it
for me in Mexico.

Father, please help me.

I don't know what to do.

Please.

How can there be justice
without truth?

Please, show me.

Walter: Well, something tells me
we've got at least 11 guilties.

Carol Anne:
Make that... ten guilties

and one "quilty."
(Laughs)

You going to let US finish
this now, or we going to have

to learn how to live
on ten dollars a day?

Thank you for waiting.

No problem.

Where's your ballot?

Actually, could we all
just take another vote?

Why? I mean, we haven't even
tallied this one yet.

Please, indulge me for a moment.

I promise it'll make
a difference.

Okay, well, it better.

Uh, listen, everyone, I'm going
to throw these ballots out.

Make another one.

All right,
before we pass them in,

I'd like to say something.

No! Enough.

Kevin:
Carol Anne,

we really don't have a choice.

Monica: Do you remember
what a difficult time

Mr. Gunderson had
trying to read

Brendan falstaff's
license plate in court?

The dude was a raw nerve.

Who could blame him?

No, I think
it was more than that.

Peter, would you mind, uh,

writing Brendan falstaff's
license plate number

up here for me, please?

-Why me?
-Indulge her, please.

I watched you as you filled out
the ballot a moment ago.

You were very careful,
very deliberate.

You mouthed the letters
as you wrote them.

A woman I work with
in the library

does the same thing,

and Mr. Gunderson
did the same thing

when he read out
the license plate numbers

from the scrap of paper

he said he wrote it down on
that night.

-Peter, please.
-All right, what's the number?

5s225.

5s...

225.

Walter:
Wait a second, you switched

the "s" and the two.

You're the one
who wrote "quilty."

Yeah, well, i'm, uh...
I'm a little dyslexic.

Sometimes letters look,
uh, backwards to me.

Wait a minute,
are you saying you think

gunderson's dyslexic, too?

That doesn't prove anything.

Monica:
Mr. Gunderson

saw a car pulling out of a spot

where Brendan always parked.

He assumed
that it was Brendan's car.

Zack, could you help me, please?

Yeah.

Could you, uh, roll the board

really fast around the room?

Peter, I want to see
if you can, uh, read this.

(Scoffs)
This is ludicrous.

I can't see it.

Thanks, Zack.

I don't believe
that gunderson could, either,

but he'd already decided

that he'd seen Brendan's car,

so he told the police
the license plate number

that he'd called them with
so many times before.

That's right.

He had that car towed
a hundred times.

Walter:
He didn't see

the license plate number.

He remembered it.

Gunderson's testimony
is the only thing

that tied that kid
to the scene of the crime.

What about the gas can?

Maybe he did run out of gas.

Everybody heard him
make threats.

You threatened me an hour ago,
but I'm sure you didn't mean it.

I used to threaten people
all the time

when they
used to make fun of me.

Yeah, and I wanted to deck them,

but, uh, I started
playing football instead.

Well, Brendan falstaff
didn't play football instead.

He killed somebody.

Maybe he didn't.

Nicholas:
Well, when you

put it all together,
it does make you wonder.

And that, my friend,

is what they call
reasonable doubt.

Nice job.

No, no, I won't let this happen.

I know he's guilty.

You can't change your minds.

-Carol Anne.
-No, just...

Just stop talking, Monica!

It's all your fault.

(Door slams)

(Sighs)

Get out of here.

These fell from your book.

So what?

They all say the same thing.

"For Tim."

Who's Tim?

It's none of your business,
Monica.

What difference does it make

what's scribbled
in my day planner?

We have a chance
to do something right here.

We can convict a murderer,
and you're...

You're running around
playing word games

and-and reading
people's private notes.

Why are you so determined
to convict Brendan falstaff?

Why? Don't you read the papers?

Don't you see what's happening?

People are getting away
with murder.

Somebody drops a match
and lights a fire,

somebody leaves a gun out
that a child finds

and pulls the trigger,
somebody leaves

a gate open and a baby falls
into a swimming pool,

somebody drives by a restaurant

and fires a gun just for fun

and kills the only person
you ever loved.

Like Tim.

(Sighs)

Yeah.

Yeah.

Like Tim.

I'm so sorry.

Well, don't take this
the wrong way, Monica,

but so is everybody else,

and it really doesn't seem
to help.

Nobody has any idea
what this has been like.

God knows
what you've been going through.

He has done enough.

Trust me.

Carol Anne,
you can't blame god for...

No.

Don't you dare make excuses
for god.

Don't you dare.

I don't want
to hear any more excuses.

The police had an excuse

for not finding
my husband's murderer.

It was random.

Nobody saw the car;
It was too dark.

Nobody heard the gun;
It was too noisy.

Everybody has an excuse.

Nobody has an answer.

Where's the justice, Monica?

Somebody's got to be judged.

Somebody has got to be punished.
Someone has to pay.

You cannot punish
Brendan falstaff

for the crimes of another man.

Vengeance won't honor the life
you had with your husband.

(Sighs)

I loved him so much.

I still do.

Listen to me, Carol Anne.

Timothy still loves you, too.

It's okay.

Don't be afraid.

I'm an angel sent by god.

The almighty god
who overcomes death

and right now, this moment,
holds your beloved Timothy

safely in the palm of his hand.

Timothy?

God loves you, too, Carol Anne.

He understands the pain,

the grief, the anger
that you feel for the world,

for god, even for yourself.

No.

He can't, Monica, because,

see, it-it was my fault.

I wasn't sure the car
was locked,

so Tim went up
to the parking lot to check.

That's the only reason
he was there.

Now you see?

I wasn't sure.

Reasonable doubt...

Killed my husband,
so I, uh...

I won't allow reasonable doubt
in my life anymore.

I can't.

God gives US the benefit
of reasonable doubt every day.

Won't you give it to yourself?

Life is full
of what-ifs and if-onlys.

It was not part of god's plan

that your husband would die
that night-- not at all--

but it was god's plan

that Timothy would spend
eternity with him

whenever his life
on this earth was over,

and Tim knew that,

and so his passing
was not a sad thing for him,

only for you.

God and your husband

want so much for you
to rejoice in Tim's new life,

and they want you to begin
to live again in this one,

but that begins
with forgiveness.

You looked for blame
in a terrible tragedy

and found only yourself,

and then you tried and convicted
yourself for the crime,

but god has thrown out
your verdict.

And that's the truth,

and the truth
is setting you free.

It's... it's just not that easy.

Yes, it is.

(Laughs)

Carol Anne: A lot
of this proceeding has been

about people seeing
what they wanted to see,

even at the expense
of the truth.

(Chuckles)
Mea culpa.

I didn't want
to see reasonable doubt

for reasons
I-I don't need to go into now,

but I was wrong.

I'm, uh...

I'm seeing a lot clearer now.

So, um...

I think we ought
to take another vote.

We find the defendant,

Brendan falstaff...

...not guilty.

-(Gallery murmuring)
-Mrs. Bennet: No! No!

No, he's guilty!

-That's crazy!
-(Gavel banging)

Somebody has to pay!

He's guilty.

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

thank you for your time

and careful consideration
of this case.

You are excused.

Brendan falstaff,

inasmuch as you have
been found not guilty,

you are hereby released
without condition.

Court is adjourned.

(Applause)

Congratulations.

(Mrs. Bennet sobbing)

It's okay. I know.

Mrs. Bennet (sobbing):
He has to pay.

I know just how she feels.

Maybe you'll have a chance
to tell her.

Excuse me.

My name is Carol Anne.

I really would like
to talk to you.

Please.

All right.

Thank you.

I'm so proud of you, baby.

I've decided
what tomorrow's word will be.

Tessaphile.

-Tessaphile?
-Mm-hmm.

Someone who really,
really loves you.

That's a good word.

That's a worthy word.

It is not, however, a real word.

Yes, it is. I made it up.

I like it,
and we're going to keep it.

(Dove coos)