All language subtitles for Accused s02e07 Eugenes Story.eng

(woman): Eugene?

Eugene, it's time.

- The lord is with me,
I will fear not.

(breathes deeply)

(soft tense music)

Just try attacking
the other corner,

maybe you still have
a chance this year.

- Ahhh-ish, there's a lot
of game left to play, so...

- Oh, lucky you. More time
to plot your next move.

Hi, how are you doin'?
I'm Eugene.

- Hey. George.

- Let me guess.

You're not shopping
for yourself.

- I'm looking for
an engagement ring.

- Congratulations, young man!

Marriage is life's
greatest blessing.

But you might want to try to
start by looking over here,

'cause these are promise rings.

- What's the difference?
- Well, price, for one.

But also...

Right?

See the difference?

- Yeah.

- So, which one
is speaking to you?

- I mean, I don't know.
Are any of them on sale?

(chuckles)

- Do you gamble?

- Like on horses and stuff?

- On life, George.

See, because I think
there's two ways

to look at every
big decision.

What's probable
and what's possible.

- Okay...?

- If you think what's probable,

you'll make excuses,
think small.

But reframe it
to what's possible,

you'll take chances,
and life opens up to you.

- He's a good salesman.
- Ahem. No salesman. He believe.

- What can I say?

I mean, my own life
is a fairy tale.

And, and I wasn't dealt
a winning hand.

No, I was an orphan,
raised in foster homes.

Lost most of my thirties
to drinking, dead-end jobs,

even living out of my car.

But I met this man
at a Church soup kitchen

and his faith changed my life.
- Yeah, okay.

- He saw something in me
that I couldn't see in myself.

And not only that,

he happened to have a daughter,
the most beautiful girl

I have ever seen in my life,

who laughed at my jokes
and even liked my cooking.

She was totally
out of my league,

but today,

not only is this man
my business partner,

but he's my father-in-law.

And what are the odds of that?

So my point is, don't worry
about price right now.

Just take a look
at these rings again,

and think about what's possible.

(beep)

Congratulations, George.
She's gonna be so happy!

- Let's hope so. Thanks again.

- Hey, I'm expecting
that wedding invite!

(laughing)

(bell on door rings)

(door closes)

- So much money for ring,
and you shooting blindfold.

I no understanding why

you don't just let
the woman choose.

- Where's the magic in that?

- Either they hate the ring
or pretend to like.

- It's a leap of faith.

Grace loves the ring
I proposed to her with.

- How do you know for sure?

- I know Grace.

- Hm.

- So, ready to keep losing?

- I am tired and I forgot
my heart medication at home.

- Get home safe.

(speaking Korean)

(bell on door rings)

(door closes)

Mm...
Even better than last time.

Did you change something?

- It's just the mirin.
- Ah, I should have known.

It's always the mirin sauce.
(light chuckle)

- How was your day, Opa?

- It was good actually.
I sold an engagement ring.

- Oh! The ol' probable
or possible spiel?

- It's no spiel, Grace,
when it's the truth.

- You never get tired
of telling our story?

- Never.
(chuckles)

(phone ringing)
Who's that?

- Oh, it's just
this duct cleaning service

that keeps spamming me.

- Same one again?
- Mm-hmm, they won't stop.

- Well, you can always
block them.

- It's no big deal.
Are you done?

- Yeah, I'm still picking.
You barely touched yours.

- Oh, you know, I eat too fast,
you know that.

- Isn't "713"
a Houston area code?

Where you grew up?
- Spammers call from everywhere.

I must be on some list
- Yeah.

(tense music)

(traffic honking)

Okay...

Excuse me? Hello?
You need a bag?

- What?

- Your dog did
their business there.

This is my shop.

- I can't control
where he goes, man.

- Okay sure, but is it so hard
to like, scoop it up?

Like, I'm sorry,
I've seen you out here before

and I tell you, I have to clean
this up every single time.

- Listen man,
I was minding my own business.

You should do the same, okay?

- I'm just gonna ask you
one more time.

Someone could step in it.

- Then that's their problem.

What, you can't watch
where you're walking?

Your eyes too small?

- Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

(tense music)

Jerk!

- Why you let him
talk to you like that?

- You kill 'em with kindness,
Hannah.

Isn't that what they say?

- They also say
nice guys finish last.

- Hey.

You saw Grace last week, yeah?

- We had lunch on Thursday.

- She seem okay?

I don't know.
She's been... distracted.

- She seemed fine to me.

- Yeah, okay.
I'm sure you're right.

I just figured I'd ask,
since you two are so close.

- Good night.
- All right. Bye.

(bright piano music)

(congregation singing)

? This is my story

? This is my song

? Praising my Savior
all the day long ?

? This is my story,
this is my song ?

? Praising my Savior

(phone ringing)
? All the day long

? Perfect submission

- Oh!
? Perfect divine

? Agents of rapture,
numbers on my side ?

? Angels descending,
bring from above ?

? Angels of mercy,
whispers of love ?

(indistinct chatter)

- Deacon Yoon was asking
if I could spearhead

the fall missions fundraiser.

And I was thinking we could
stop by the farmer's market

on the way home.
Get decorations.

Maybe some pumpkins
and carve jack-o-lanterns?

- It's just, um,

I promised Hannah
that I'd get some coffee

with her this afternoon.
But, you know,

I can take an Uber from here,
so you can go home

and watch the Patriots.

(stammers): Oh, uh. Sure.

- Are you sad?

You're sad.
I can cancel with Hannah.

- Oh no, no, no, no.
It's totally okay.

- Okay.

I really do love doing
jack-o-lanterns with you.

Raincheck?
- Of course.

- Okay.

'Kay. See ya.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Coffee.
- Oh, thank you.

- Where is Grace going?

- Um, meeting Next-Door-Hannah.

- Mm.

(mysterious music)

(indistinct conversation)

(call ringing tone)

- Opa! Darling...

- Yeah, hi.
Sorry to interrupt your coffee.

- No, that's okay.
Um, Hannah says hi.

- Does she?
- Yeah. Um, what's up?

- Um, could you bring dinner
on your way home?

I don't feel like cooking.
- Sure. Maybe some pad Thai?

Opa?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah,

whatever you feel like is fine.

- Okay, I'll see you soon. Bye.
- Okay, bye.

- The defendant, Eugene Park...

His lawyer will have you believe
that he is a loving husband,

a man of faith,

a pillar of his community.

They will tell you that he's not
capable of criminal conduct.

Well, don't be fooled.

The Commonwealth's evidence
will show

that behind that
postcard veneer,

there is something much darker,

something sinister.

The truth is...

Mr. Park was a man
that was possessed

by jealousy, by rage.
(engine starts)

(breathing heavily)

This man is no saint.

This man, ladies and gentlemen,

is a cold-blooded killer.

(theme music)

(keys jingling)

- Hey.

Oh, I got us dinner.

- You took too long.
I was starving.

- I'm sorry.

Can I make you a plate?

Opa?

- I saw you at the coffee shop.

- What?
- Who was that man?

- You followed me?
Why would you do that?

- Who is he, Grace?

- Okay, look, it's not
what you're thinking.

- Why won't you answer?
Who is he?

- His name is Rex.

He's a friend
from a long time ago.

- A friend?
- Yes.

- I saw the way
he took your hand, Grace.

He's the one
who's been calling you,

isn't he? Just, please, tell me.

- We were involved, okay?

Back in Houston.
Back when I was using.

We're not having
an affair, I swear.

- Are you using again?

- No.

No, of course not.
Look at me.

- Then why did you lie?

- Because...

I've been giving him money.

He just got out of prison.

He's trying to get back
on his feet.

- Prison? For what.

- Ten years ago,
he robbed a liquor store.

A man got killed.

- Got killed?
- Rex, he didn't mean

for it to happen,
he just wanted money.

He had a gun and he--
- He shot someone?

- The clerk.

He was reaching for something
under the counter,

and Rex,
I guess he just panicked.

- Why are you defending him?
- I'm not.

I'm just trying to explain.

He served nine years.
And now he has nothing.

No savings, no family.

He's been trying to find work,
but he has a record.

Over a month ago,
he found me online.

Told me he was in town.

I've been trying to help.
Just a little.

Bear one another's burdens?

I know I should have told you.

- Why didn't you?

- It just brought it all back,
I guess.

I didn't want you
to see me as that person.

- Grace, you told me
about the drugs

when we met, and I never
held it against you.

- Yeah, but you didn't
like hearing about it.

- Because I hated
imagining you in pain.

- He knows I'm married now.
I told him.

- But he's still
in love with you.

- I was trying
to let him down easy.

I was trying to be kind.

I'm sorry.
- Okay.

- Okay? I am so sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Ahhh-ish!

- You see this, Eugene?

- This on purpose!

- We should send a message!

- No message. I want revenge!

- Come on, Abo-neem,

didn't Pastor Kim
just give a sermon

on turning the other cheek?

Look, forgiveness
isn't for the other person,

it's for yourself.
- You lecturing me?

- It'll set you free
from the burden of anger.

- Why we needing Jesus
if I don't have anger?

I do revenge, and be born again!

That's why you need Jesus,
Hannah!

(scoffs)

(traffic honking)

Ahhh-ish...

- Mr. Lee.

What do you see in this photo?

- A gun.

- And whose gun is it?

- My gun.

- Let the record show
that Mr. Lee

recognizes exhibit 3A-7

as his Glock 9mm gun.

Now, you purchased this gun
in 2018, is that right?

- For self-defence.

Many robberies by our store.
Very dangerous.

- And who else has access
to this gun besides you?

- My son-in-law.

- In fact,

Mr. Park had access to this gun

at any and all times,
is that right?

- Yes.

- No further questions,
Your Honor.

(inaudible conversation)

(soft tense music)

(call ringing tone)

(sighing)

(phone ringing)

(man): Hello?

- Hi. Is this Rex?

- Who is this?

- My name is Eugene Park.

I'm Grace's husband.

- She gave you this number?

- Um... No. Not exactly.

But...

I think maybe we should talk.

- About what?

- About your situation.
(Rex sighs)

- My situation?

- I might have a way
to help you.

- What exactly
did Grace tell you?

- She told me everything.

- Everything.

- I think we should meet up
in person.

There's a coffee shop.
Corner of Annette and Davis.

The one you and Grace met at.

- Thirty minutes.

- See you there.

(suspenseful music)

(scoffs)

Look, I realize
this is awkward, but...

since we're both adults...

It's obvious Grace
cares about you.

(sighs)
And she wants to help.

And that matters to me.

I've got a cousin in Topeka
who runs a manufacturing plant.

He's looking for new hires.

He doesn't care
about your record

as long as you're
a hard worker. But...

you have to leave town,

and you have
to leave Grace alone.

There's ten thousand dollars
in cash

to get you back on your feet.

(Rex sighs)

- She doesn't know you're here,
does she?

She told you everything,
you said?

Did she tell you
she was there too?

At the liquor store?

Yeah.

It was both of us.

We ran. We got separated.

The cops only arrested me.
But I never gave her up.

I'm the reason
she's a free woman.

She told me that she'd wait
for me until I got out.

She wrote me letters.

Until one day,
they just stopped.

That's when she met you.

For ten years,
I kept my mouth shut.

I never said a damn thing.

- What is it you want?

- I want what she promised me.

- You can't actually expect...

Grace has moved on. She's happy.

(laughing)

- What, with you?

There's no statute
of limitations on felony murder.

I make one phone call,
and I could have her arrested.

- You can't be serious.

Look, I'll get you more.
Twenty thousand dollars.

- Is that all she's worth?

Fifty, and I'll think about it.

- How could you do that?!
- I was trying to help!

You said he needed a job,
I tried offering him one!

- He's not someone
you can reason with, Eugene.

You don't understand.

- You lied to me!

I looked up the case online.

The man, Jacob Martinez,

he was left bleeding
out on the floor.

(somber music)

- I was afraid you were gonna
leave me if you knew.

I was ashamed.

I just wanted money.
I didn't think

anyone was gonna get hurt.

- But you knew he had a gun?

- We were both high.

I was out of my mind.
I hadn't slept

for like three days.

Rex thought
it was gonna be easy.

I was over by the door.

He pulled out the gun,

and suddenly, I heard a pop.

I take off running.
Rex is behind me, shouting.

I turned down an alley,

and then suddenly, he's gone.

None of it felt real.

You know, I kept thinking
to myself, wake up.

Wake up, wake up,
you have to wake up.

- What about your father?

Did he know?
- No.

I mean, he knew that Rex
was my boyfriend. Everyone did.

There were rumors, gossip.

The whole community
was talking about it.

But he never actually thought
that I was part of it.

- And you never told him?
In all these years?

(sniffles)

- He left his whole family
behind when he moved from Korea.

He did that for me,

so that I can have a life here.
A better one.

And when my mother passed away,
I was so angry.

At the world. At God.

He was still grieving,
so I would just run off

and get drunk and high
whenever I could.

I'd shoplift, I'd go to jail...

but he never gave up on me.

When Rex was arrested,

he moved us here
to escape the shame.

He put me in rehab.

And he prayed for me.

You know, I've broken his heart
so many times. I just...

I wanted to tell him, you know,

but I just, I couldn't.
I couldn't do that to him.

- Then why didn't you tell me?

- Oh...

Because you're a good man.

And I loved you.
And I admired you.

I just knew
you'd never understand.

- Grace, that's not true.

- I left a man to die, Eugene.
Just like you said.

I mean, what if I didn't run?

What if I called
the ambulance?

You know, who knows,
they could have saved him.

I'm gonna go to the police.
I'm gonna turn myself in.

I'm gonna tell them everything.
- You can't.

- We're in this mess
because of me.

Both you and my father
are in danger because of me.

- I'm going to pay him.
- What?

- I brought Rex
ten thousand dollars

when I saw him.
And I offered more.

- Eugene!
- What else can we do?

- No, no, no.
That's not gonna solve this.

- You were giving him money
yourself.

- To show him how indebted
I felt.

He's not someone
who can be bought, Eugene.

- Well he named a price.
- I don't care.

Even if he agrees to that today,
what's gonna stop him

from asking for more tomorrow?

He's never gonna stop.
He's more dangerous

than he ever was.
- What choice do we have?

I'm not letting you
go to prison.

Rex will take the money.
He has too.

You're my wife.

And I will keep you safe.

Whatever I have to do.

- Thank you.

- I love you.
- Thank you so...

(doorbell ringing)

(distant sirens wailing)

(clearing throat)

- No pray?

- I'm sorry.

- Grace, why don't you
pray for us?

Hm?
- Yeah.

Dear Lord, bless this food
to our bodies.

Thank you for...

bringing us together.

For giving us second chances.

Please, forgive
my transgressions.

I'm a sinner,
tempted by wickedness

and deceit,
unworthy of your love.

But you redeem us anyway.

Lord, please,
deliver me from my sin.

Take this unworthy soul
and bring her peace.

(soft music)

(phone buzzing)

- Abo-neem?

- We being robbed!

I get a text on my phone!

Someone is
in our store right now!

- Wait. Are you sure?
- Yes!

Call the police. I going now.

- No, wait,
it could be dangerous.

- I'm almost there!
- I'm on my way.

- Come now! Hurry!

- Okay.

Grace?

(sirens wailing)
- Eugene!

(overlapping police chatter)

- Whoa, whoa!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!

- No, I'm one of the owners.

This is my father-in-law.
- Okay.

- Okay, great.
Abo-neem, are you okay?

- I heard the crash from
upstairs and called the police.

- Is there any kind
of security system set up?

- Uh, yeah,
we have a camera inside.

- And you're sure that
you didn't see anything?

- We have to go inside now.
- Okay, let them finish...

- They don't tell me
how much stolen.

We go inside now!
- Sir, sir, one step at a time.

One step at a time.
- This is my store!

- Take me to your
security system.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- But don't touch anything,

please.
- Everything will be okay.

- Be careful, we have not
dusted for prints.

Like I said,
don't touch anything.

- Okay. The surveillance system
is in the back.

- Everything is destroyed.
(breathing heavily)

- Oh my God.

(indistinct chatter)

- Sir, how many people know
the combination of the safe?

- Uh, just a few. Why?

- It appears to be unlocked.
And there were no signs

of forced entry.

Let's take a look
at that security footage.

(groaning)

- Are you okay? Are you okay?
Are you...

(officer): Sir? Sir?!
- It's his heart.

Call an ambulance.

- Dispatch, this is Unit 12.

I need an ambulance
at 220 Elm Street.

- You okay?
- Male, 60s,

possible cardiac arrest.
- Get a chair, please, please.

It's okay. Ambulance is coming.
Abo-neem, turn around.

(gasping)
Take a seat.

Take a seat.
Take a deep breath.

- BP is 106/90.
Heart rate's at 100.

- Grace. Where's Grace?

- It's okay, I'm here.
I'm right here.

- Sir, I'm sorry,

we might have to administer
treatment on the way.

- I can't ride with him?
- No, sorry.

You'll have to meet us there.
- Where is she?

- No, it's ... she's coming.
It's okay, Abo-neem.

I'll be right there!
- Come on. I'll drive you.

- Hannah, wait.

When the police asked
if you saw anything...

- We should get to the hospital.

- Hannah!

You saw Grace. Didn't you?

- I didn't want to say it
in front of Lee.

But it was her and Rex.

They were wearing masks,
but I could tell.

- You knew about Rex?

(sighs)
- She told me the whole story.

When he first found her here,
I knew she'd been to see him.

I'm so sorry for lying to you.
She made me swear.

- You knew this whole time?

- I had no idea
this was what she was planning.

She said she wanted
to get rid of Rex.

I don't understand.

- She was terrified.

I offered to pay him.
She thought it was a mistake.

- What?
- He must have forced her.

- I don't know, Eugene.
That's not what it looked like.

- No, no, there's no way
this is what she wants.

- What if she lied to us both?

- I'm telling you, this was Rex.

You said she went to see him.

Where?

Hannah, please. I'm begging you.

- I don't know.
- You do. You do know.

- Eugene. This is crazy.

You could get yourself killed.

- Tell me where he was staying.

- I'm sure they're gone now.

- Tell me,
or I'll tell the police

you covered for her!

- He said he had to find them.

He was convinced
I knew something

about where they might be.

(prosecutor): And did you?

- I tried to stop him.

I begged him to stay,
but he wouldn't listen.

I'd never seen him like that.
Like something took over.

(prosecutor): No further
questions, Your Honor.

(judge): Any cross, Ms. Bailey?

- No, Your Honor.

- In that case,
you may step down, Ms. Choi.

The state may call
their next witness.

(prosecutor): State would like
to call Rex Silva

to the stand, please,
Your Honor.

(ominous music)

(baliff): Do you swear
to tell the truth,

the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth?

- I do.

Grace came with me.

It was her choice.

I didn't force her.

- And together, you burglarized
her father's jewelry store?

- Yeah, we needed money
to leave town.

You know, she knew
all the codes to get inside,

and into the safe.

It was easy.

- He's lying. He's lying!

(judge): Mr. Park,
keep your comments to yourself

and strike that from the record.
Please continue.

(thunder booming)

(Rex): I jacked a car
for me and Grace.

After being locked up
for so long,

I was done taking the bus.

(suspenseful music)

(thunder booming)

(door opens)

(gasps)

I got a car.
It's got no plates.

We can ditch it in St. Louis.
Come on! Let's go!

Let's go, let's go!

What are you doing?
- Nothing.

- No. You put something
in there. What was it, huh?

- I was just...
(grunts)

It's my wedding ring.
I didn't want it anymore.

- What the hell?

- I just...

- Are you stupid?
You know, we could sell this.

- I know, I just...
we already took so much more

than you said we would,
so I just--

- We need to go. Hurry.

- Get out, Grace. Now.

- Eugene, please don't do this.
- I said get out!

(door slams)

- He was pointing
the gun at her.

He forced his way inside.

I mean,
he was out of his mind.

(prosecutor): Did he say
what he wanted?

- Yeah.

He was there to kill us both.

- Put the gun down. Please.

- No, I'm not doin' this
in front of you.

- Doing what?
- I gave you a chance.

This is your choice. Not mine.

- Eugene, please.
- Stay where you are.

- Go ahead.
I'll make it real easy, okay?

Close range.
- Opa, you have to listen to me,

you don't wanna do this.

Opa, look at me.
You don't know what it's like

to take a life.
It never leaves you.

It stays with you forever.
You don't wanna do this. Please.

- You ever fired that thing?

You haven't, have you?

- Eugene, please don't do this.
- I said get out!

- It's louder than you think.
And that recoil is no joke.

You know, what's stopping you?
If you wanna shoot me,

go ahead and do it.
- Stop it!

- I said shoot me,
you little bitch!

- No! Wait. No!

(clattering)

(grunting)
Stop!

(glass shattering)

(gunshot)

(Grace gasps)

(gasps)

(Grace breathing shakily)

(thudding)

- Grace. Grace.

(breathing shakily)

(Eugene whimpering)
No, no, no.

No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no.

Grace...

(door slams)
Grace...

Grace.

(whimpering)

(sobbing)

Grace!

- Who fired the shot, Mr. Silva?

- Eugene.

It was in his hand
the whole time.

I was defending her.

I tried to grab the gun,
and, um...

You know...

This good man...

he killed her.

(sobbing)

(thunder rumbling)

(distant sirens wailing)

- I loved my wife.

More than I've ever
loved anyone or anything.

I didn't deserve her.

All I ever wanted
was to make her happy.

- Even after she betrayed you?

- She didn't.
- No? She left you.

She snuck out of your bed.

She absconded
in the middle of the night

with her lover.

She broke into her own
father's jewelry store.

Robbed him blind

just so they could
start a new life.

- That's not why she did it.

- We have testimony
from Hannah Choi

who saw Grace that night.

We also have
surveillance footage

which shows that Grace Park
was a willing participant.

Surely, you were angry
when you saw what she had done.

- I was angry, yes.
But not at Grace.

- Mr. Park, how can that be?

- She may not have had
a gun to her head, but...

she was not a free woman.

- You believe
she was held hostage?

- I know she was.
- By Rex Silva?

- By her own shame.

She was terrified.

I saw it in her eyes.
She felt giving herself to Rex

was her only way out.

She thought she didn't
deserve my love.

Or God's forgiveness.

- Yet you didn't
call the police. Did you?

Instead, you took
your father-in-law's gun,

and you went by yourself. Why?

- I felt responsible.
I felt I owed it to her.

But the truth is...

I failed my wife long before

I showed up at the motel
that night.

I always knew there was
a wall between us.

I could feel it,
even if I never knew why.

But I never questioned it,

because I believed
in fairy tales.

And I pretended politeness
was the same as happiness.

And I let her believe...

I was only capable

of loving a version of her
that wasn't real.

(Eugene breathing shakily)

She left that night,

because she though I couldn't
love her or protect her.

And I went to prove her wrong.

I wanted to save her.

From Rex. From herself.

I wanted to show her
I loved all of her.

All her virtues.

All her mistakes.

Because at the end of the day,
we're all sinners.

But we're all worthy
of God's love.

She was my grace,

and I wanted so badly
to be hers.

(sobbing)

- Mr. Park, who fired the shot
that killed your wife?

- I did.

(breathing shakily)
I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, Grace.
I failed you.

(sobbing)

I failed you, Grace.

- The facts of this case
are very simple.

Eugene Park took
his father-in-law's gun.

He forced his way into
Mr. Silva's motel room

and he held them both
at gunpoint.

And he shot his wife,
Grace Park,

which resulted in her death.

Now, the defendant claims that
she was there against her will.

That he was trying to save her.

He claims that Grace
was never his intended victim.

And the truth is,
we may never know.

But when it comes to the law,

and to your job today,

what was in his heart
doesn't matter.

If you commit a crime
and someone ends up dead?

That is felony murder.

Whether it was an accident
or not.

Even if you believe
his version of the story,

if you sympathize with
his desire to protect his wife,

the fact is,
he still took a loaded gun

down to Cedar View Motel

with the intent
to commit a crime.

He had a choice that night.

He could have called the police.

He could have
reported her missing.

Instead, he decided to take
the law into his own hands.

He allowed his own hubris,
his own need for vengeance,

to guide his actions.

He abandoned his faith,
his conscience,

and his moral compass.

This was no accident,
ladies and gentlemen.

Was it an unspeakable tragedy?
Yes.

But make no mistake,

it was also murder.

- Jury foreperson,

has the jury reached a verdict?

- We have, Your Honor.

- And what say you?

- On count one
of the indictment,

on the charge of Murder
in the Second Degree,

we find the defendant,
Eugene Park,

guilty as charged.

(judge): Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

you are now dismissed
with the court's thanks.

(inaudible conversation)

The defendant will be
remanded to custody of the state

pending sentencing.

We are now adjourned.

(gavel bangs)

(somber music)

(theme music)

Subtitling: difuze

Repair and Synchronization by
Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0