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In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented

by two separate, yet equally important groups:

the police, who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys, who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Whose house? All: Our house!

Whose house? All: Our house!

-Whose house? -Our house!

You were eating tonight, bro.

That paint belongs to you!

What the hell are you doing out there?

Come on, Coach!

You will not show disrespect like that!

No! No! Not here!

I should rip your head off!

-Man, you OK? -Man, shut up.

Student ID was in his pocket with some cash.

His name is Miles Booker.

20 years old, went to Piermont.

One GSW to the heart.

Call came in at 9:38 p.m.

OK, got one casing, 9 mil.

Knuckles are bruised... right hand.

Who called this in?

That lady over there.

She works at that check-cashing store.

Only place on the block open this late.

All right. Thank you.

I heard two guys arguing.

Poked my head out, see what's going on.

I saw this guy and, um...

a white guy.

Young? Old?

Couldn't see his face.

30, maybe?

They squared up.

Chest to chest, sort of.

Jawing at each other.

What were they saying?

One of them called the other a chump.

Haven't heard that word in a while.

What is it, 1978?

Other than that, I couldn't make out words.

Then this dude punched the white dude in the face.

Bam... white dude went down.

White dude pulls a piece, shoots this guy,

gets up, runs off.

Could you make out any distinguishing features?

Any little thing helps.

No, not in the dark.

Oh, wait, no, no.

He was wearing a backpack with, like, um... like,

like, shiny reflective stuff on it

in the shape of a triangle.

I saw it in the streetlight when he ran off.

Once he was gone, I ran out.

This guy was already dead.

Two guys get into a fistfight.

One guy is losing, decides fists aren't gonna cut it,

takes it to the next level.

If you can't beat 'em, shoot 'em.

Yeah, no, I don't think that's the way it goes.

Unfortunately, our canvass for cameras was a bust.

The CCTV at that check-cashing store

has been down for a month.

Thank you.

The camera down the block picked up the two men arguing

right before the shooting, but super grainy and far away.

I'm assuming facial rec is a non-starter?

And it ends before things got violent.

It's more than nothing but less than something.

I talked to Miles Booker's parents on the phone.

They're on their way up from Baltimore, where he grew up.

They said if he had anything weird going on lately?

-Problems? -No, nothing.

They said he wasn't just a student at Piermont.

He was on the basketball team.

And they had a game against Fenwick last night.

Uh-huh. Huge rivalry.

Uh-huh.

Well, Piermont won big last night,

and the game ended at 8:53 p.m.

Miles was dead 45 minutes later,

a quarter mile from the arena.

I can get access to the arena footage.

There's gonna be a ton of it, so it might take a minute.

Meantime, that arena sound like a good place to start?

I liked Miles, but we had a tough relationship too.

How so? How tough?

Well, not that tough, if that's what you're asking.

Miles was a star in high school.

But this is a big-time program.

I mean, all these kids were stars in high school.

Here, Miles is a bench guy,

but he did not agree with that assessment.

He wanted more playing time.

He was frustrated.

Sometimes he lashed out.

I mean, bonehead stuff.

What kind of stuff?

Well, last night, game's a blowout.

Next thing I know, one second left,

he throws up a three and makes it.

Can't imagine the Fenwick players

thought that was too cool.

Yeah, well, I didn't either.

So players get into it in the tunnel.

Miles takes some punches, gets a few back.

-I broke it up. -Right.

Think that other kid went and got a gun,

came back to finish what he started?

He did say, "This ain't over."

Nick Snyder.

NYPD.

Detective Walker, Detective Calvino.

We want to talk to you about Miles Booker.

Yeah, I heard about it on the socials.

Sucks.

Yeah, we heard about the fight.

I did what I had to do.

You got a gun, Nick?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You don't think I had anything to do with that?

Yeah, we just connect dots. That's all.

Look.

Yeah, maybe I was pissed after the game.

But if you thought I was pissed about that stupid shot,

just check out what they're saying on WiWager.

What's WiWager?

The prediction market?

Nick Snyder's alibi checks out.

He was right about WiWager.

So the betting line had Piermont winning by 19,

but Piermont was winning by 18 as the clock wound down.

So Miles Booker throws up that prayer.

Piermont wins by 21.

He blows the line.

First place your mind goes...

if he was caught up in some gambling thing?

I hear you, but I don't know, man.

Box score said he played nine minutes.

Five points, two boards.

It's tough to throw a game with those numbers.

Wait, guys.

Look at this WiWager pin board.

You won't believe the flood of hate that Booker got.

"Oh, that garbage shot cost me my mortgage payment.

That scrub ruined my weekend."

All this for a 20-year-old kid?

-Damn. -Well, even in this

sewer of humanity, one guy stands out.

This guy claims to have lost 40K.

"Gonna find Miles Booker on the street.

I'm gonna teach that punk about a different kind of shot."

That guy posted that from the game.

He was there, saw the shot go in.

We know his handle on WiWager,

but who the hell is he in real life?

"Going to find Miles Booker on the street.

"Gonna teach that punk about

a different kind of shot."

Outrageous, truly.

Yeah, we need a name.

We need to know who made that threat.

Can't help you there. Sorry.

So it doesn't bother you?

Athletes getting death threats on your platform?

Moral decay is baked into my business model

only because the demand exists.

That, we didn't create.

If someone predicts the next 9/11 on WiWager,

makes a fortune...

more power to him, and the bigger my cut.

That math is contingent upon one thing:

anonymity.

Thanks for stopping by, friends.

Well, just one problem.

We're talking about a person of interest

in a murder investigation,

so refusing to cooperate violates

Know Your Customer laws.

We'd have no choice but to report it to the CFTC.

Yeah, see all that math you were talking about?

I think that's contingent on

you still being in business... friend.

Understand you own

a Smith & Wesson handgun, Mr. Barrett...

CSX?

Yeah.

Registered, legal.

People use legal guns to do illegal things, sir.

We got a shell casing,

and the bullet was fired from a gun

that was made by one of two manufacturers.

Now, the first one's a Glock.

And I'm gonna let you guess what the second one is.

Miles Booker's basket at the end of the game

cost you 40 grand.

People have killed for a lot less.

Look, I was not happy about that stupid shot.

OK, that is true.

I went looking for Booker after the game.

-That's true too. -OK.

OK, you have a plan?

I don't know.

Raise hell.

Then what?

Change of heart?

I saw him outside the arena.

He was with some kid.

What kid?

Some kid... like,

doesn't even shave kind of dude.

They seemed tight, but the kid looked scared

or... or bummed out.

Miles was, like, talking to him,

taking him really serious.

-Then what'd you do? -Nothing, bro.

I was like, what, I'm just gonna go

sucker punch this guy

while he's straightening out this kid?

I... went to Bub O'Malley's instead,

had a heart-to-heart with my friend Jack Daniels.

I swear.

Barrett's telling the truth.

He was at Bub's, drinking his feelings.

Well, we found the mystery kid.

Yeah, over here.

Look, Booker exits the arena at 9:25.

This kid's waiting outside.

Can you zoom in a little bit?

Right there, on the jacket?

Gowanus High, Brooklyn.

Huh?

They're diamondback terrapins.

They live in the Gowanus Canal.

I mean, they got, like, three eyes

'cause of that water, but you know, they're cool.

And these are things that you know?

Want to go find the kid?

How do you know Miles Booker?

I met Miles two years ago at summer basketball camp.

Piermont College?

He was like a mentor, I guess.

You know, he looked out for me.

What were you guys talking about last night?

We heard you were upset.

That night, I was walking to the game,

and then this white guy came out of nowhere,

yelling at me... crazy stuff.

-Crazy how? -Racist.

I mean, he had his phone out, filming the whole thing.

He wouldn't leave me alone.

So I panicked.

Then I ran all the way to the arena.

That's what you told Miles after the game?

Yeah.

And he told me he was proud of me for walking away.

And he called me an Uber to go home.

Was that it?

Except, uh, he asked where it happened,

and he pulled up a picture of the guy on his cell.

And I said, "Yeah, that's him."

What did he say?

That he was gonna take care of it.

According to Booker's cell phone data,

after he sent Elijah home, he pulled up RiotWire,

a crypto-based streaming platform

that hosts influencers, mostly the ones

that get kicked off other platforms.

Whose page did he visit?

-Stone Freedom. -Who?

He's an internet celebrity.

His real name's Tyler Duncan.

He's a professional racist.

I'm sorry. He's a what?

-Right here. -Where you going?

Where you going? Look what I found, huh?

Look, I found one, guys. Look what I found. What's up?

Hey, get that camera out of my face, man.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah!

Come on, say something.

-Move on! Move on! -Or what?

What are you gonna do?

Hey, cornbread, I'm talking to you.

Come on, smile for the camera.

Hey...

This mutt gets off on this?

Oh, this mutt makes money on this.

There's a few of these out there.

A guy named Chud the Builder is another one,

says the most outrageous stuff for views.

But our guy here, Stone Freedom,

his videos get, like, 200,000... what, 300,000 views?

His fans think he's a hero,

some sort of "anti-woke" First Amendment warrior.

He got a sheet?

No, he's never been arrested.

But guess where he was doing his thing

the night of the murder...

four blocks from the crime scene.

Open up! NYPD!

-Tyler Duncan? -That's me.

Can I help you fellas?

We have a warrant to search the premises.

Do you?

OK.

Come on in.

Hey, Tyler, you bump into this guy

in Sugar Hill last night?

Uh, I don't know, man.

You know, uh... faces, you know?

-Right, we all look the same. -No.

No, those are your words, man, not mine.

Jeez.

He always this sensitive, bro?

No.

And I'm not your bro.

Got it.

Turn around and put your hands behind your back.

First, first, first,

say hello to the Freedom Fighters, boys.

Yeah, it's finally happening.

The WokeStapo is trying to silence me.

-Turn it off. -Nah, man.

White guys can't be too careful these days.

Now!

Hey, I got rights. I got rights.

All right? Hey, dude! Don't!

Hey!

Tyler Duncan, you're under arrest

for the murder of Miles Lee Booker.

You have the right to remain silent.

Do you understand?

You have the right to consult an attorney.

Do you understand?

That's you, Tyler, climbing into your car

two minutes after the murder,

three blocks from where it happened.

Our witness says the killer was wearing this backpack,

which we found in your apartment.

Come on, man. We know you did this.

I don't know what you're talking about.

All right.

I want to hear your side.

Oh. Oh.

You think silence is your friend?

It's not.

If something happened that might help explain this,

now's the time to talk.

Got the ballistics report back from the gun

we found in your apartment.

Dead match from the slug we recovered from the body.

It's the murder weapon.

It's over, Tyler.

I want a lawyer.

Good luck to you.

Your Honor, the defendant is charged

with murder in the second degree.

On the night of September the 2nd,

Mr. Duncan shot and killed Miles Booker,

an unarmed man... a good young man.

An athlete, a beloved son, and a mentor.

He then fled the scene and concealed the weapon.

We have an eyewitness.

We have physical and forensic evidence,

and we ask for remand.

The defendant has a public platform

with a large following, fundraisers on his behalf.

He presents a flight risk.

Mr. Dressler.

Your Honor, the reason my client has

such passionate support is that he is innocent.

We will show that

the aggressor in this incident was Miles Booker.

He hunted down my client, struck him, advanced on him.

In that moment, Mr. Duncan reasonably believed

his life was in imminent danger and acted in self-defense.

Your Honor, bail is appropriate here.

Mr. Duncan is an entrepreneur with no criminal record,

long-standing ties...

Mr. Duncan is an entrepreneur

to the degree that he runs a social media platform built

around confronting strangers with hateful language.

Save your breath.

The defendant's remanded.

Next case.

This is a travesty of justice!

USA! USA!

Bailiff, clear these people out of this courtroom.

USA! USA! USA!

Mr. and Mrs. Booker.

Don't let this turn into a circus.

Just get justice for our son.

Yeah.

If the races were reversed,

the DA would not have brought charges.

Anyone with eyes and a brain can see that.

Do you have any other questions?

Tom Phillips is making a cause out of Tyler Duncan,

a match made in hell.

Is this all hot air,

or is there substance to the self-defense claim?

We don't know exactly what was said,

but we know from our eyewitness,

the two men argue.

After a few minutes,

Miles strikes Tyler Duncan in the face.

Duncan falls, pulls out a gun,

shoots Miles Booker dead.

We will hammer the proportionality gap.

Punch and a fatal gunshot

occupy very different tiers of violence.

Did Duncan have an opportunity to retreat?

Yes, and a duty to retreat.

He showed consciousness of guilt.

He didn't call 911 and fled the scene, went home,

hid the murder weapon by duct taping it

to the underside of his toilet lid.

This is murder.

You don't get to incite violence and then

use it as a pretext to get away with killing someone.

Duncan has a long history of goading Black men

into verbal and physical confrontations...

all on video, which speaks to motive.

We will show that to the jury too.

Well, maybe.

Defense is challenging the videos.

Come on. Isn't that how you talk?

What are you gonna do, boy?

Come on, say something. Do it.

I get it.

How many of those are there?

We've counted 152 on various streaming platforms,

so far.

Just so I'm clear, this Stone Freedom,

that's the alter ego of your client, Tyler Duncan?

Yes, Judge.

And you're OK with all this?

God, no.

But if we truly believe in the law,

then my discomfort is not

a sign I'm doing something wrong.

It's a sign I'm doing something right.

That's the whole reason we're here, in fact,

because our system of law doesn't ask

whether a defendant is a good person.

Molineux is clear.

Evidence of prior bad acts is presumptively inadmissible,

even if this case was about race, and it's not.

Yes, my client says hurtful, terrible things.

But in this case, he was attacked

and believed he had to resort to deadly force.

Your Honor, we're not offering the videos

as prior bad acts.

They are direct evidence of motive

and the falsity of the self-defense claim itself.

These confrontations are not spontaneous.

They are a business plan,

relevant to whether this encounter was an ambush

that left Tyler Duncan genuinely afraid for his life

or part of a deliberate pattern.

I hear that.

But suggesting a defendant's general disposition

as evidence is inherently prejudicial.

It runs the risk that we convict someone

for who they are.

It seems to me... and I think this is

what you were getting at too...

the vile nature of Tyler Duncan's conduct

only makes the legal protection more critical, not less.

Your Honor, we're not...

That's the decision, Mr. Price.

The videos are out, all 152.

If the judge won't allow the videos,

I'll do her one better.

How's that?

Let's supersede the indictment

by charging Tyler Duncan with a hate crime.

That way, the defendant's bigotry

speaks to his state of mind.

It's no longer propensity evidence,

so Molineux can't touch it.

It's creative.

Obviously, Tyler Duncan is a bigot.

The jury should know that, one way or another.

I'm sensing a "but" coming.

But...

based only on the direct evidence

we have in hand right now,

do we know that race was a motivating factor

in this murder?

Not really.

My gut says Miles Booker died

because he was Black.

I'll sleep just fine with a hate crime.

Do it.

Go back to the grand jury.

Add the hate crime.

Find Duncan's other victims.

Put them all on the stand.

Show this jury exactly who this son of a bitch really is.

I was walking home from the hospital in Bed-Stuy,

just minding my own business.

And what did you see?

It was more what did I hear.

I kept hearing these weird, like,

monkey sounds or something.

Next thing I know,

dude's shoving his phone in my face,

recording me.

So I told him, "Man,

man, get out of here!"

And he wouldn't listen.

He kept chasing me around.

"What are you gonna do, boy?

You chimping out?"

He flashes his gun.

He says...

"What are you gonna do, boy?

I got 15 rounds for you, boy."

The words he says...

They're not words.

They're like a hand around your throat, you know?

No, Elijah, I don't know.

I would do anything to make it stop.

You can't help but wonder if fighting is the only way.

But, Elijah, you didn't fight.

You didn't punch my client in the face,

knock him to the ground, advance on him.

You walked away.

Yeah, but I...

It didn't turn to violence

until you told Miles Booker about it.

And Miles told you he was going to take care of it.

Now we know what he meant.

-No. -Sure we do.

He was going to kill my client.

Not true!

He was only going to do what I was too scared to do.

Tell that man, go to hell!

Nothing further, Your Honor.

It was dead that night,

and I poked my head out of the shop,

and I saw that man right there.

Mr. Duncan?

And a tall Black guy.

That's him.

Your Honor, let the record reflect that

the witness has identified Miles Booker

and the defendant, Tyler Duncan.

Done. Go ahead.

I heard Duncan call Miles a chimp.

-And then? -It was on.

Miles punched Duncan in the face.

Duncan went down.

Miles took a step forward.

Duncan pulled a gun, shot him.

Did you witness Mr. Duncan

make an attempt to retreat or call for help?

No, he just pulled a gun, shot.

Did you witness Mr. Duncan rendering aid

to Mr. Booker after shooting him?

Hell no.

He just ran.

Thank you. Nothing further.

You told the police you heard the word chump, not chimp.

Yeah.

But now I know it was chimp.

Who the hell says chump these days?

You not only told the police the word was chump...

you told them you didn't know which man said it.

I realized I was wrong.

And how'd you come to this miraculous realization?

You must have viewed my client's content.

Sure.

It's been all over the place since the trial started.

And you're sure, "chimp"?

You remember it more clearly today

than you did 19 minutes after the murder,

when the police interviewed you?

Sometimes things come back to you.

Or sometimes,

when the world is determined to make things about race,

maybe a word starts to sound like the word

everyone wants you to hear.

-Objection. -Withdrawn.

I've got nothing more, Judge.

Mr. Price.

People rest, Your Honor.

Hey, Alexis.

-What was that? -What was what?

We told you in prep,

stick to what you told the detectives.

Maybe I ran with the assignment a little bit,

but every word I said was the God's honest truth.

Isn't that what you wanted?

Yes, but it...

Once I saw that prick's videos,

once I heard him saying chimp,

I knew that's what I heard too.

That man, Stone Freedom...

the only saving grace of this whole thing

is that Miles Booker beat his ass before he died.

Miles Booker just wouldn't take no for an answer.

What do you mean?

Well, he found me in the streets.

I was walking to my car,

and he just started yelling at me.

"Yo, say that to me! Say that stuff to me!"

And I told him, I was like,

"No, dude, I am off the clock, man."

And?

He goes, "You can't do what you do and clock out,"

followed by some words

that I'm probably not supposed to say here.

And he started following me.

We trash-talked each other for a little while,

and then out of nowhere,

he hit me real, real hard.

And what were you thinking in that moment?

Yeah, not really much of a game plan.

Um, on my back, I can't really see well.

My ears are ringing. I'm tasting blood.

And he goes, "Get up! Get up right now!

Get up right now! Let's finish this!"

So what was I thinking?

I was thinking that a man double my size

just hit me harder than I've ever been hit,

and I was sure he was gonna kill me.

Did you consider retreating?

Where?

It was dark.

My knee's a mess. Where am I going?

Look, I had a fraction of a second to think,

and I just acted.

Did you call Miles Booker a chimp that night?

No.

Did you want Miles Booker to die?

No, I just wanted to go home.

Why'd you have the gun?

I get death threats every day,

people saying they're gonna hunt me down.

Nothing further, Judge.

Mr. Price.

Had Miles Booker ever threatened your life?

-No. -And you'd never met him?

Correct.

Why do people threaten your life?

Because of what I do and the language that I use.

-The N word. -Yeah.

-"Boy"? -Yes.

So you use the most hateful words

in the English language routinely for profit,

but the one time somebody finally

punches you in the face for it,

you want us to believe you were all peaches and cream?

I get how that sounds,

and I wouldn't believe me either.

You heard the man.

But you have to understand that

Stone Freedom is just a character that I made up.

-A character? -Yeah.

I didn't have a lot of opportunity growing up, OK?

My mother died when I was a kid.

I was in and out of foster care.

I didn't do too good at school,

so I always had to hustle to make ends meet.

And I stumbled upon this weird little lane in the internet.

But I'm an entertainer, a provocateur... whatever.

And there is a...

there is a long tradition of guys like me.

I'm sorry.

You believe that what you do is entertaining?

Call it whatever you would like,

but comedy, entertainment.

Take a guy like Andy Kaufman or Andrew Dice Clay...

even Howard Stern.

The character that he plays on the radio,

that's just part of his gag.

Are you trying to tell this jury you're not a racist?

Yes, that is exactly what I'm trying to say.

Tyler Duncan is... I'm not a racist, OK?

But Stone Freedom is a racist.

But when Miles approached me, I wasn't filming.

So he was talking to me, Tyler Duncan.

I see.

So you... you switch your racism on and off?

Yeah, sort of.

Luckily for us, it doesn't matter

what character you were playing that night.

What does matter is that you,

the person sitting directly in front of me,

shot and killed an unarmed young man named Miles Booker.

Yes, in self-defense,

because I was afraid he was gonna kill me.

All Miles did was punch you.

He didn't even jump on you

when you were down on the ground.

He told you to get up

so you could finish your fist fight.

You weren't afraid.

You just wanted to kill a Black man.

-Objection! -Sustained.

Ms. Cook,

how long have you been married to Tyler Duncan?

We went to Martin High together in New Jersey,

got together after we graduated,

got married.

It'll be two years in the spring.

Like Mr. Duncan,

you are a social media influencer by trade?

Yeah.

We both came from the dirt, but we're online savvy.

We created our characters.

What's your character?

Her name is Ava Star, so beautiful that life is hard.

If the conceit of your character is that

being beautiful is hard, people must be upset.

That's the whole point. Get people mad.

Mr. Duncan uses the same model.

Of course.

He's not racist, if that's what you mean.

I wouldn't tolerate that.

And neither would my family.

I have two little brothers, and they're with us a lot.

And he's awesome with them.

Thank you.

Nothing further.

As a Black woman, you're comfortable being with

someone who says hurtful, hateful things

about Black people for profit?

Are you telling me how to live my life, Mr. Price?

Let me put it another way.

The mere fact that Mr. Duncan is nice to your family

does not mean he's not a racist.

It's like saying, "I'm not a racist.

I have lots of Black friends."

When my grandmother got sick last year,

Tyler figured out a way how to ship turnip greens

on dry ice back from where she grew up in Houston.

When she ate them, she cried.

Cried.

You do those sort of things

for your Black friends, Mr. Price?

I didn't think it was possible,

but the defense made a pretty compelling case

that Tyler Duncan is not actually a bigot.

He just plays one on social media.

That's better?

Well, the average age of our jury is 28.

Young people understand nothing you see online is true.

It's all an act.

This distinction the defense is making

is less surprising to those jurors than it is to you.

But we can't ignore the fact that we haven't documented

a single instance in which Tyler Duncan has

said or done anything racist

when the cameras aren't rolling.

When the camera's on,

that's when he becomes Stone Freedom.

Right, so we might not be doing ourselves any favors

by insisting that Stone Freedom shot Miles Booker.

It was Tyler Duncan.

And to the jury, there might be a difference.

I feel like I'm going crazy.

Pretending to be a racist because it's profitable

is one of the few things more offensive

than being a racist in the first place.

That's odd.

The defense wants to call a new witness,

somebody we never heard about before.

Now?

Some guy named Barry Vaughan?

Supposedly, he heard Miles

threatening Tyler Duncan's life.

My name is Barry Vaughan.

I work at a bar in Sugar Hill, Coogan's.

Two blocks from the location of the incident that night.

I was bus sing tables.

This was 9:30.

This Black guy walks up.

Yeah, that's him.

He had Stone Freedom's stream pulled up on his phone.

He was looking for him, asked a couple customers.

They said, "Yeah, you just missed him."

He went down the block that way.

And before Mr. Booker left to hunt down Mr. Duncan,

what did he say?

He said, "I'm gonna put that son of a bitch

in the ground."

Nothing more.

Your witness, Mr. Price.

You tell anyone about any of this before today?

A friend? A roommate?

No.

A lot of people...

I mean, dare I say, most people,

if they hear someone make a death threat,

they call the police.

I didn't think it was my business.

Then what made it your business, Mr. Vaughan,

after all this time?

Tom Phillips has been talking about this case for a while.

And I'm a fan.

He believes there's a real injustice being committed here.

Holding a man accountable for taking another man's life?

-Heaven forbid. -Objection!

Sustained.

Phillips said the other night

this case is gonna come down to the wire.

Anyone with information that could help Stone Freedom...

sorry, Tyler Duncan... should stand up.

So you found the courage.

And there's no record of this memory,

so until Tom Phillips, a carnival barker

with a well-documented aversion to the truth,

begged you to come to Stone Freedom's rescue...

Objection, Judge!

Sustained.

You'd never met Miles Booker before that night?

Correct.

So you have no sense of his temperament, his way?

You can't tell us if he was being hyperbolic

or venting, joking.

Didn't sound like a joke.

Not that you would know.

Nothing further.

We knew from the get-go not all the facts

were convenient here.

Well, we're past that.

Please tell me you're not asking me

to feel empathy for Tyler Duncan.

Hell no.

No, it's not... it's not about empathy.

It's about the law, Nick.

It is possible that,

no matter how much we might despise Duncan,

that strictly, by the letter of the law,

this was self-defense.

So what's the play?

We push to include manslaughter

as a lesser included offense.

That way, the jury doesn't have to conclude

that Duncan wasn't afraid, just that

his fear didn't justify deadly force.

Hey, it's not perfect.

Hey, you need to see this.

So after Barry Vaughan's surprise testimony,

I tracked down the recording of Tom Phillips

asking his listeners for help.

Phillips mentioned that he first bonded with Duncan

during a podcast appearance.

So I subpoenaed the raw recordings

from the podcast... unaired stuff.

And?

Thank you so much having me. Appreciate that.

No, I didn't think we were gonna get you.

I mean, you do some outrageous stuff.

-The Big Apple is ripe. -Oh, yeah.

You gotta admit, though, killing one would be badass,

making the world safer one brother at a time.

Of course. Are you kidding me?

That's the dream, right?

Make money and get a free kill?

Seven weeks before the murder.

That's intent.

He just said killing a Black man is a bonus.

Tyler Duncan thought he'd found a loophole,

thought he'd figured out a way to get away with murder.

In a self-defense case, this is the Holy Grail.

You're right.

But who knows if he really meant it or not?

We know Tyler exaggerates

when he's pretending to be Stone Freedom.

Does it matter?

Making the world safer one brother at a time.

Of course. Are you kidding me?

That's the dream, right?

Make money and get a free kill?

Your Honor, these words discovered by the People

might sound shocking on their face,

but this was a moment of dark humor, bravado.

It does not reflect Tyler Duncan's state of mind

at the moment of the shooting,

which is the only legally relevant moment

in a justification defense.

Wrong.

Your Honor, this obliterates both

the subjective and objective planks of the defense.

A man who planned and hoped for the circumstances

that would allow him to kill can't then claim that

he was an unwilling victim of necessity

when those circumstances occur.

This was the plan, the mission.

He was letting off steam, trying to fit in.

Your Honor, we now know that Tyler Duncan

was not a reasonable person responding to a threat.

He was an armed man executing a premeditated plan,

wearing the language of self-defense as a disguise.

We know that.

And the jury must know that too.

Members of the jury,

I understand you've reached a verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

How do you find the defendant, Tyler Duncan,

on the charge of murder in the second degree?

Guilty or not guilty?

We find the defendant guilty.

As to whether the defendant committed this offense

in whole or substantial part because of a belief

or perception regarding the race of the victim,

how do you find?

The People have also proven this

beyond a reasonable doubt.

The defendant is also guilty of a hate crime.

This is an outrage!

Order! Order!

Order! Order!

We will not tolerate outbursts in this courtroom.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

Are you OK?

Thank you.

Thank you for giving us some sense of peace.

Of course.

Let me walk you out.

OK.

Nice work.

Tyler Duncan got what he deserved

in the eyes of God and the law.

Damn right, he did.

Let's go get a drink.