88 Minutes Page #6

I didn't end up drunk in bed

with an strange like you.

You left the party with Dale Morris,

the girl that was murdered, didn't you?

- Yes, I did.

- So what did you do? Where did you go?

You're not seriously

considering...

Where did you go?

We went to the Hickory Stick.

We had a drink, two drinks.

- And then?

- And then I went home alone.

- You have anyone that can verify that?

- No. No-one can verify it.

Come on. I've been your

teaching assistant for two years.

I'm your friend.

I'm here to help you, if you let me.

Follow me.

Follow me.

Who did that?

What does that mean?

According to a anonymous

phone call...

that means I have

Can I borrow your cell phone?

I've broke mine.

These are my car keys.

Can you take that around front

and meet me there in ten minutes?

- I have to go to the campus security.

- Okay.

Call me on my Blackberry

if you run late.

Okay.

Shelley. You gonna have to reach me

on Kim's cell phone.

What happened to yours?

- I broke it.

- What?

You have her number, don't you?

Yeah, I do.

Listen, just forward all the calls,

okay, to Kim's cell.

Please, thanks.

Dr. Gramm.

Hey, Mike.

Everyone is pretty upset

about Dale.

Yeah, well, that's understandable.

Considering the circumstances.

I have a question about

John Forster.

Yeah? What?

Well, I've been going through the trial

transcripts in Kate's history...

Why would you do that?

To understand your process better.

How you come to your conclusions.

And?

What?

Is it possible that Forster

is innocent?

No.

You won't even consider

the possibility?

No.

You're completely convinced the scenario

you put together is the only one?

First of all,

I didn't put together a scenario.

I recreated the crime scene.

Second...

I didn't convict Forster.

A jury did.

But the evidence

was circumstantial.

No DNA, no murder weapon.

Nothing directly linking Forster

to the crime, except your narrative...

- and Janie Kay's testimony.

- What's your point?

Just that your testimony

was very convincing.

That's my job.

To be convincing.

I thought it was to be right.

Help!

Somebody, please!

Help!

Help!

- Lauren.

- Dr. Gramm.

What happened to you?

He's wearing a leather jacket.

He's out there.

I bit his hand, it's bleeding.

If his hand is bloody, you can get him.

- You're okay?

- Go get him now! I'm fine!

- Watch my car!

- It's a police action!

There's been an assault.

- I wanna see your hands.

- Back off!

- Roll the window down.

- No!

I'm a forensic psychiatric

with the FBI. Here.

Okay?

Open the window now.

- Yeah.

- See? Well, roll down the window...

and let me see your hands.

Let me see your hands.

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