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and that you and your partner

are the real killers and not he?

Objection, your honor.

Hearsay.

Overruled.

Detective, if you would.

If I had a dime for every time

one of these scumbags

expected us to save them

from their own stupidity,

I don't think I'd need

the city's dime.

DEFENSE LAWYER:
Objection, your honor.

This is anecdotal,

it's prejudicial.

I mean, is this line

of questioning relevant

in any way?

Your honor, the defense

has made it relevant.

They are pinning

the defendant's fate

on the jury finding

two upstanding police officers

guilty of murder.

Now, Mr. Walker.

You claim that you saw

detectives berg and Jackson

standing over the bodies

of these men

and that you were just there

to retrieve, um...

what was it?

A dolly.

Mr. walker, come on.

Do you really expect us

to believe

that two decorated policemen

robbed and killed these men

and then in a most

callous fashion,

shot you and framed you

for the crime?

Yes.

I know what I saw.

Who's a more reliable witness

a man accused of eight murders

or one of the city's

most decorated detectives?

Objection.

Your honor, please.

Sustained.

(BANGING CONTINUES)

You're a father,

aren't you, Mr. Walker?

Yeah. I am.

But you're separated

from your wife,

is that correct?

It's just temporary.

Oh, really?

My records show that it's

been over a year. (MUTTERS)

It seems pretty permanent to me.

Child support is expensive,

isn't it, Mr. Walker.

So?

So my records also show

that you have been

behind several payments.

One more and you lose

visitation rights.

Is there a point coming

any time soon?

Yes, the point is,

Mr. Walker,

you'd lost your wife

and now you were gonna lose

your son too.

All that money next door,

it never even crossed your mind?

You must've known

what was going on.

Objection, your honor,

we have already established

that there is

no concrete evidence

whatsoever that Mr. Walker

had any idea

of the goings on next door.

What he did have was the motive

and the opportunity.

Come on, Mr. Walker.

You saw what was

going on next door

and you just couldn't

help yourself.

You killed those men...

Objection, your honor.

No!

JUDGE:
Will the defendant please rise.

And how do you find?

We the jury find the defendant

guilty on all accounts.

Sam!

Dad!

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

JUDGE:
Order.

Sam!

JUDGE:
Order.

SAM:
Let me go. Let me go.

Order, order.

CHRISTOPHER:
Sam!

No!

Please stop.

JUDGE:
Order in the court.

(CHEERING)

oh, my god!

What are you doing?

(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)

Tell them, tell them the rest.

Tell them the rest.

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah.

(SLURRING)

so I'm cuffing...

Cuffing the guy,

and put him in the back

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