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1970.

Twelve-year-old Alan Beaks was an
altar boy for then-Bishop Roger O'Halleron.

Age 18, a National Merit Scholar,
a golden boy,

his father lieutenant governor
of this great state,

his mother an heiress to one
of the South's great fortunes.

Ten years later,
a convicted criminal,

a rapist, a drug addict,

a social pariah
disowned by his family.

Broken but unbowed, he would go on
to form the first prison choir group...

in the state of Florida...

as well as a donation drive
to raise $10,000...

for the expansion
of the prison library system.

Yeah.

Um, this may sound strange, but if it
ever happened to me... God forbid...

I hope it would be someone
as charming as Mr. Beaks.

Well, we'll make sure you two
exchange phone numbers after the show.

Miss Lewis, as the assistant D.A.
Who prosecuted Alan Beaks,

surely you must admit that his
rehabilitation is a model example...

of our penal system
at its best.

While I certainly applaud...

Mr. Beaks's desire to assimilate
back into mainstream society,

I must remind you that the D.A. Office
feels his parole is somewhat premature.

Meaning the debt's not paid,

or once a rapist,
always a rapist, Miss Lewis?

No. Just that a three-year
sentence reduced to 20 months...

is considerably less
than the seven to 10 years...

we fell justified in asking for.

This was a first-time offense,
Miss Lewis. I'm aware of that.

But this case was an extremely
high-profile case.

The defendant was white,
the privileged son of a prominent family,

and the victim black.

Are you saying
that all parties concerned...

would be better served if this man
were still incarcerated?

I'm saying that I believe...

that justice should, in order
to be effective, be blind.

You're suggesting
that a first-time rapist...

deserves a break.

I'm saying that Alan Beaks's
sentencing and parole...

should have been handled
no differently...

than that of an unemployed
field-worker.

If I may interject... Murray, if I may
interject something here. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I would just like to say that,
for the most part,

I'd be hard-pressed to disagree
with Miss Lewis.

I-I believe in fairness and equality,
but equality cuts both ways.

If that unemployed field-worker
has demonstrated...

a full understanding
of the severity of his mistake...

and he's ready to reenter society,

then I see no reason to prolong his stay
in an overly-crowded prison system,

which usually serves to harden
most of its inmates.

Most of you are aware,
I'm sure, by now...

of Alan Beaks's desire to publicly
apologize to Ellen Mason.

Well, we asked Miss Mason to be on
the show with us today, and she refused.

How about, by show of applause,

we decide whether or not we try to
call her right now, live, from the studio.

Let's have it.

Let's see if Ellen Mason will
at least talk to this man via phone.

Don't answer it.

The issue before us today:
Is there no redemption possible...

for a man who has made
a tragic mistake?

Tomorrow: Mercenaries for hire.

Soldiers of fortune
or paid assassins?

Mr. Phillips, I really appreciate you giving me
the opportunity to present my side of the story.

Right.

Hello.

You should have accepted
the apology, you witch.

In case you didn't learn the first time,

I'm gonna have to teach you.

You should have accepted
the apology.

This is my case.
Not anymore.

Your involvement ended
with Beaks's conviction.

Look, Lieutenant, the woman
has been through hell.

At the sentencing, Beaks said he'd
kill her, so the guy's a psychopath.

Parole board thinks differently. Oh, right.
All this media hype he's starting all over.

She's right, you know.

You won't get
an argument out of me.

Beaks is a lowlife. But that doesn't
mean she's not workin' out of policy.

Yeah, we can all sympathize,
but we gotta keep the lives separate.

Yeah, well, Trudy was with Ellen Mason
from the night she was raped...

until Beaks was convicted.

I won't have personal crusades.

You think you can protect this
woman for the rest of her life?

He's coming after her again.
I can feel it!

You have to remember, Trudy,
that Beaks is a first-time offender.

Come on, Lieutenant.
This reformed rapist stuff is a crock!

Convicted criminals have been known
to turn around too, Trudy.

Great. And Hitler
loved dogs and kids too.

There's nothing wrong with caring, as long
as it doesn't get in the way of the job.

You know the boundaries.

Hey, little girl. Come here.

Hi.
Hi.

What's your name?
Elizabeth.

Well, hi, Elizabeth.
Hi.

Want a nice shiny quarter?

Here you go.

Elizabeth,
is Miss Mason your teacher?

She is?

Has she ever touched you like she's
touching that little boy over there?

No.
No?

When she came into school today,
what did she say?

Nothing.

Miss Mason.
Over here. Over here.

Elizabeth!
Elizabeth, come here!

Get away from her!
Leave her alone!

Miss Mason! Care to make a statement on the release
of Alan Beaks? Get the children! Get them inside!

Miss Mason, please. A few
questions. Miss Mason! Over here.

Why won't you talk to the man?
Call the police!

Do you believe the penal system has
failed? Miss Mason, look over this way.

- Can we ask you some questions?
- Miss Mason, just a few minutes of your time, please.

Now, was Alan Beaks... was he or
was he not at your apartment that night?

Ellen!

Over here.
Look this way.

Ellen, are you gonna
forgive Alan Beaks?

Talk to me.

Please make a statement
for the public!

Outside Ellen Mason's house where,
fueled by recent media attention...

Excuse me, waiter. Would you
turn the television up, please?

...support groups for both convicted rapist
Alan Beaks and victim Ellen Mason have gathered.

Recently, Beaks's attempts to
publicly apologize to Miss Mason...

have been rejected
by the young teacher.

This afternoon, both the women's support
groups and various racial factions...

have managed to turn this quiet suburban
neighborhood into a circus-like atmosphere.

Reporting live, WXT, Joanna Sauerville.
Another media feeding frenzy.

You think Trudy's
heard the news?

I don't know.
Let's go find out.

Let me remind you all
that you are watching...

a Murray Phillips exclusive report
of this incredible event.

Most of you are aware, I'm
sure, by now... Where's Trudy?

Oh, uh, she had
a doctor's appointment.

Great idea.
Temperature's rising.

But we are still unable to learn the
identity of the woman who, 15 minutes ago,

joined Ellen Mason
in her house.

As you can see, people from all walks of life
have gathered here today for this incredible...

- Why didn't you stop her?
- Hey, I turned around and she was gone.

Does Castillo know?

I want her out of there.

We can all agree, though, that this
tragic event has touched us all.

Excuse me. What's your name?
Linda.

Linda. And are you a
neighbor of Ellen's? Who?

Like Linda, we are all,
somewhere deep inside,

a kindred spirit of Alan Beaks.

Walt Whitman said,
"Nothing human is alien to me."

We are all equally capable
of committing a heinous crime...

and equally deserving
of forgiveness,

once we have paid our debt, hmm?

It is now 4:00, and Alan Beaks
has still not arrived.

This could be a meeting
that might reveal...

the kind of people
we, as a nation, have become.

Ellen Mason, once Beaks's victim,
now his judge,

is every woman, every person.

If she can find it in her heart
to forgive him, then perhaps all of us...

He's here! Alan Beaks has arrived
at Ellen Mason's house!

Excuse me.

Get out of here!
Get me a bullhorn!

Ellen?

Ellen, I-I-I've come to talk.

Hasn't this gone far enough?

You're in no danger here.

Please come to the door,
or at least to the window.

I just want to talk.
Please, Ellen.

Ellen. Ellen.

I beg of you, just talk to me for a minute.
Come on, Ellen. Come on. Just relax.

Come on. I'll get rid of them.
You don't have to listen.

We can set an example here
for the entire world.

Please, Ellen.
Please talk to me, just for a minute.

I know...

if we just sit down,
face to face...

Ellen, I'm gonna come to the door now.

I don't want you to panic.

Please just come and meet me
in a show of goodwill.

Ellen?

Let go of your hate, please.

Please, Ellen. Talk to me.
Ellen.

There's nothing to fear.

Please, Ellen. I'm begging you.

I'm waiting, Ellen.
We're all waiting.

I'm begging you, Ellen.

That's it! Stop it! Stop it! Get this
damn filth off this property! You bastard!

Get your scum-sucking self off of here!
I've had it with you!

You're driving me nuts!
Get outta here!

I want you to get the hell
outta here! Do you understand me?

I want you back in the hole
that you came from!

I want you to leave
that woman alone! Hey!

She's been through enough,
and it's your fault!

Just... Oh, you don't want to talk to me.
I'll make your life miserable, Beaks!

You'll never forget my name!
You'll never forget me!

Listen, if you're a friend of Ellen's,
I would like to talk to you.

She doesn't want to talk to you!

The restraining order against Beaks
was vacated...

so he could be on the TV show
with Mason.

Mason wasn't on the TV show.

You've got to understand the state's
point of view. It's good publicity.

Here's this guy... Who is
harassing a woman that he raped.

Who's been rehabilitated
by the system,

who wants to publicly apologize.

When's the last time you guys
had that kind of success?

About the last time you did.

So we're supposed to say,
"Hey, no, he can't"?

We do, and we're admitting to having
released a dangerous factor into society.

We're admitting failure.

Yeah, we sure don't want
the state to look bad.

Off the record,
I think the whole business stinks.

But as a professional,
I can't recommend against it.

Beaks exhibits every indication
of being ready to resume a normal life.

And what happens...

if the evaluation is wrong?

What if Beaks
isn't rehabilitated, huh?

Who's going to admit
to that failure?

Trudy. Trudy!

- What?
- I heard someone outside.

Ellen, you've been hearing noises
all day. There's no one out there.

Trudy. Hey, is that the way
you always greet your guests?

Trudy, I thought you had decided to take a couple
of days off after that 10-rounder last night.

Does Castillo know I'm here?

No. He thinks you're at home.

If he finds out you're here...

Yeah. What else is new?
Trudy...

Look, I have seen you guys
go just as far dozens of times.

Yeah, but we always had somebody
to pull us back. Is that why you're here?

Friends. We didn't want you
to have all the fun.

Press still out there?

No.

The third rapist.

First, what Beaks did last year,

then the trial,

when they made me go through
it all over again, and now this.

Her news broadcasts.

Beaks raped me,
the court raped me,

now the press is raping me.

- You been watching these a long time?
- I want a record.

Trudy, how long are you
gonna babysit for her?

Months? Years?
Beaks may never come back.

He'll come back. Damn it, Gina! If
you were me, you would do the same.

Trudy...
And you would do the same!

Trudy, I think you should
let us take you home.

She's gonna be all right.

Look, if you guys can't help us...
help me...

don't bother.

You all right?

He's out there.

I can feel him.

What are you still doin' here?

Oh, I just got the, uh, report comin'
in from the Martin case in Japan,

so I'm here.

What are you doin' back here?

Gina and I stopped by
Ellen Mason's.

Saw Trudy.

And?

Let me ask you something.

Shoot.

If this were your case...

We're professionals.

And the tables were turned,

and the victim was Caitlin,
what would you do?

The privileged son of a prominent family,

and the victim black.

Are you saying that all parties concerned
would be better served...

if this man
were still incarcerated?

I'm saying that I believe
that justice should,

in order to be effective,
be blind.

But you're sug...

Ellen. Ellen, don't.

...would be better served if this man
were still incarcerated?

I'm saying that I believe
that justice should,

in order to be effective,
be blind.

You're suggesting that a
first-time rapist deserves a break.

I'm saying that Alan Beaks's
sentencing and parole...

should have been handled
no differently...

than that of
an unemployed field-work...

Why are you doing this
to yourself? Ellen.

You don't understand, Trudy.

I'm going to beat him.
He can't win.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello!

- Look, just stop calling here!
- Do you understand?

The issue before us today:
Is there no redemption possible...

for a man who has made
a tragic mistake?

Tomorrow:
Mercenaries for hire.

Soldiers of fortune
or paid assassins?

Hello.

Guess you didn't learn
the first time.

Leave me alone.
Just leave me alone!

Ellen, you've got to forgive.
Just stop calling her!

It's okay. I'm okay.

I'm going to bed now.

You placed the ad, didn't you?
I mean, do I have to spell it out?

I'm only asking for help.

Hello.

I'm calling about the ad.

I'm in trouble and, um,
I was hoping that you could...

Miss Mason,
Tommy poked me in the eye.

I was hoping that you could
eliminate the problem.

Can you tell me where
I can find Miss Mason?

You haven't said anything
about a price.

How much do you have
in the bank?

About 12,000.

Now you have six.

After I do the job,
you'll have none.

You'll never see me again
after today. We will never speak.

Fine.

I'm only gonna say this once.

If you ever so much as mention
my name in passing, I'll find you...

and I'll kill you.

Ellen? I got breakfast.

American Mercenary?

What the hell?

Oh, no.

You out of your mind?
I think I just started using it.

I've got to deal with my own life.
No one else is going to.

Right. By hiring a hit man.

You can't stay here forever.

Not forever, but as long as...

So maybe you had
just better leave... now.

Fine.

Here's your keys.

I've already been through
one trial with you, Ellen.

Please, don't make me
go through another one.

Thank you.

There was an attempt on Beaks's life.
Perpetrator got away.

What a surprise. All this press brings
out every head case in South Florida.

- How bad is he?
- He's fine, for now.

Was there a description
on the perp?

No.

Lieutenant.

Ellen circled some ads in the back
of a mercenary magazine.

I didn't think that she...
Well, I know she wasn't serious.

Switek, you and Gina,
get on Beaks.

Intervention
on your own judgment.

We're protecting Beaks?

Unofficially.
Until I can secure a court order.

But keep it loose. I don't
want him to know you're there.

Well, this is great.
We're worried about Beaks.

Understand something, Trudy.

If Beaks goes down, all investigations
are gonna be focused on Ellen,

and subsequently on you...

and maybe this entire unit.

So what am I supposed to do? Nothing.
You're off the case. Stay at your desk.

I didn't go through with it.
I couldn't kill anyone.

Trudy believes that.
And you don't?

Let's say I'm just trying to
maintain my objectivity.

Guilty until proven innocent.

Ellen, do you realize what would happen
if you actually hired a mercenary?

Conspiring, aiding and abetting.

The least that they would give you is
an association in an attempted murder.

If I had taken steps to protect myself,
I'm sure the state would protect Beaks.

Nobody sees more cracks
in the system than we do.

Listen, I...

I'm not gonna stand here
and tell you that the system's perfect.

You've been treated unfairly.

But we gotta consider
more than just your pain.

We've got a conviction on Beaks,

and now his black victim...

is conspiring to murder an already
rehabilitated white attacker?

Not a major step
for race relations.

I'm not a violent person.

I'm not accusing you.

I'm merely giving you
a little friendly advice.

Let me ask you
a hypothetical question.

If this was happening to a sister
or a girlfriend, what would you do?

I wouldn't break the law.

No offense, Detective,
but I don't believe you.

Well, Beaks is then, to your knowledge,
unaware of this alleged contract?

Metro reports state that he
believes it to be a direct result...

of recent media attention.

Hmm. And he has not requested
police protection?

No, sir.

Lieutenant, if I may be frank here,
I have to say this thing reads...

like an effort to pull one of your own out
of the fire... namely this Detective Joplin.

We're trying to save a man's life
here. I understand that, Lieutenant.

The problem is, the existence of
a contract hit is unsubstantiated.

Do you have any idea what would happen
if I gave this man police protection now?

The... The press would
have a... a feeding frenzy.

Not with just you and me,
but with the entire system.

All due respect, Your Honor, I think
the judicial system would survive.

Yes, yes, Lieutenant, it would.

But what about your detective
or, for that matter, Miss Mason?

Now, this order will simply lead
to more media scrutiny.

I'm well aware of that,
Your Honor.

It's just that I feel
that the situation...

warrants some
preventive intervention.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant, but I have to believe
that granting this request now...

would only fuel
an already incendiary situation.

But if you believe there is
a substantial threat to Beaks's life,

then perhaps you should concentrate
on the discovery of that threat, hmm?

Now, if you'll excuse me, Lieutenant,
I have things to do.

Thank you.

You'd think this guy would
leave his room more often.

Must be agoraphobic
after being in jail.

Thanks for that insight,
Dr. Freud.

Yeah, hello. Deborah Finley,
please. Tell her it's Alan Beaks.

Alan Beaks on one.
What's up?

What's up is that for a rehabilitated model
citizen, I'm gettin' a pretty funky deal here.

Is someone bothering you, Beaks?

Yeah, someone...
everyone is bothering me, man.

The media wants to know
every time I go to the can.

I got some nutcase
tr yin' to kill me.

And the cops are parked
right across the street.

You got yourself into this
with the media.

Well, it's a little more than I bargained
for. I mean, it's worse than prison.

Okay, okay. Calm down. Now, don't do anything
stupid. You want to come in and talk?

Yeah, right.

You think Ellen could've really
bought a hit on that guy?

Oh, I'm sure people were lined up
around the block for the job.

That's not what I mean, Stan.

I don't know.

You know, everything |
believe in and what I feel...

tells me that if she did,
it's wrong.

But...

She did all the right things...
with the cops, with the court.

And now we're afraid that she's
become exactly what she loathed.

So what do we do?
We sit here and protect him.

You know what freaks me?

The fact that part of me hopes there's
some wacko out there after Beaks,

and I hope he gets him.

I really do.

Switek.

You're off Beaks. Judge Borges
denied the protection request.

- Great. He hasn't moved all day.
- I'll see you back at O.C.B.

Right.
Mr. Beaks is on his own.

Stan.

Great. He's out in the open.

- Well, you know who I'm rootin' for.
- What if he's going after Ellen?

We're off him.
We're off protective surveillance?

That doesn't mean we can't
follow him to his destination.

I mean, nobody can
call that harassment.

Hmm. Isn't that amazing? It's
lunchtime already. Thanks, Stan.

Hello, Ellen.

Get the hell outta here.
Get out, or I'll kill you.

Aren't you gonna
talk to me now, Ellen?

I mean it, Beaks.
Get the hell outta here!

Come on. I paid my debt.

I... I'm not a psychopath.
I promise, I'm not gonna hurt you.

I want you out of here now.

No, you don't, Ellen.

Beaks, freeze!

Hey, man.
I was just talkin' to her.

Just kill him.
Shoot him, please.

Let her go now, Beaks!

Just shoot him.

You have the right
to remain silent.

You people are outta your mind.
I haven't done anything.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

Yeah? What's the charge?
Trespassing.

Come on. It's okay.

I don't understand. What do you mean,
you can't hold him? He attacked me!

Ellen, you had the scissors in
your hand. He didn't have a weapon.

Well, what do you think
he was there for?

I'll get it.

Is a, uh, Miss Mason here?

- They're from him.
- Who's the sender?

- I don't know. There's no card. The guy came in and paid in cash.
- Get rid of them.

Take 'em back. Sorry.

If you don't mind,
I'd like to be alone now.

Just go.

Please.

Absolutely not.

Mr. Fitzgerald,
I don't think you're gettin' it.

How can my readers trust me if I give you the
names and addresses for those advertisers?

Those names and address
are eyes only.

- Top secret.
- Classified classified.

Hey, I got a magazine to get out here.

You know, if that guy that Ellen hired kills Beaks,
we got a possible accessory to a murder here.

- You can't make that stick.
- No, but we can have a lot of fun tr yin'.

Give me the classified records
on the current issue.

I ran the names. Pretty
interesting group you've got there.

Sheet reads like
a soldier of fortune who's who.

Yeah? We're 0 for four.
They've all checked out so far.

Who's your next name?
Charles Hatch.

Hatch. Hatch. Two arrests:
Concealed weapon in '80, assault in '83.

He served four years in "Nam.

624 South Palm.
Got it. We'll check him out.

All right.

Well, let's see what we got here.
624. Is it 6247

Yeah, 624.
624 South Palm. 624.

- This is it.
- Let's go see what our low-rent Rambo is up to.

Hatch. You part of his outfit?

We're freelance.

You don't look like
one of his buddies.

Well, that's funny.
I'm his cousin.

You just missed him. He's probably
out playin' at the range again.

This looks like a good place
to shake out a couple of heroes.

Do you know Hatch?

Should 1?

We thought maybe you
were his brother-in-arms.

Really?
Do you ever work with Hatch?

Are you guys hiring?

There might be enough for two,
if Hatch can't handle the whole job.

Damn!

You know where he is?

Uh, no. He left two,
three minutes ago.

He was sighting in a scope.

Said he was on a mission, lucky slug.

But, uh, I'm still available.

Lieutenant Castillo, please.

Lieutenant, it looks like Hatch
has our boy Beaks in his crosshairs.

I'll send backup.

I really did think I was protecting
her. I didn't think she'd go this far.

That's what rules are for...
So you don't have to think.

They need backup.
Get on it right away.

I need four units.

A black cat.

What's wrong?

Nothing.
What are you doing?

I won't be able to fight?
No.

Oh.
Give me that cigar!

Tommy. Tommy!

Come on.
It's my friend.

Hatch?

Come on. You're not gonna take down
a cop, man. You're too smart for that.

- Yeah? What if I'm not?
- Then you better know you're in the killing zone, pal.

What outfit were you in?

1 st Cav.

Come on, man.
That's gotta count for somethin'.

What, with me?
Oh, yeah. Sure.

Every Memorial Day
I get all choked up.

Rest of the time my sentiment's
with the guy signin' the check.

Come on, Hatch.
You're gonna run outta time, buddy.

Do yourself a favor, man.
Throw down the gun.

All right! All right. You win.

I'm hit! I'm coming out!

Nice and slow!

I'm unarmed.

Hold it! Police!

Anybody know what this "Your
presence mandatory" meeting is about?

Your behavior in the Beaks case
was abominable.

You allowed your personal feelings to
influence your performance as police officers.

I have to be able to treat you
like professionals.

If you're not prepared to act
like professionals in the future,

I would like your transfer requests
on my desk by the end of the day.

- You can't prove I ever heard of...
- What did you say his name was?

Hatch.
...publicized case of Alan Beaks.

Beaks, who heralded from the prominent family of the
same name... You're taping this for your collection?

Had been convicted of raping
Miami-area schoolteacher Ellen Mason.

Let's go. Today, just days
after his release from prison,

Alan Beaks was murdered...

You know, Ellen,
if I could bust you, I would.

If I ever find anything
to connect you to Hatch, I will.

I just want to be safe.

Ellen.

Ellen.
It's him.

Beaks? You should have
accepted the apology, Ellen.

Beaks is dead. You should
have accepted the apology.

Why didn't you, Ellen?

Why didn't you?

Why?

Why?