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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.

Nicole, I'm tired
of this. We're late.

I'm coming, Mom.

You know, young lady

I don't think you
appreciate the sacrifices

I make on these
weekends

and what
it takes to...

Mom...

...be one
of those girls...

Mom...

What?

Oh, my God.

Go back to the car.

Yes. There's a man...

needs an ambulance.

Please hurry.

Russell Crider.
Age 37.

Found his wallet
in his pocket.

40 bucks.

Honda over here
is registered to him.

Hell of a way
to start the weekend.

Or end one.

Looks like he got
worked over pretty good.

Face is
busted up.

Ribs and chest
are bruised.

Cause of death?

I'm going to guess
internal bleeding.

The door was open
when we got here.

Keys on the ground.

Car jack gone bad?

Guy comes out
of the elevator

catches somebody
poking around.

Or he just
pulls in.

You've been
through the car?

There was a ticket
for the garage

clocked in at 5:48 a.m.

Loose change, CDs.

Doesn't look like
they boosted anything.

Dust it anyway.

You got it.

Detectives, I have
Bobby Williams,
garage attendant.

You been on duty
all morning?

Since 5:00. Didn't see
nothing though.

You hear any
loud noises?

Gate's two
floors down.

I wouldn't have heard
no shouting or nothing.

Is there any
other way out?

Just the front gate.

I feel terrible.

Cat getting done
like this

while I'm on duty.

Give your number
to the officer.

Any other
witnesses?

The lady who called it in
said she didn't see anything.

What time
was the call?

About 8:30.

Thanks, Alma.

Guy stuck his car
in the garage

thought he was safe.

He forgot the high cost
of parking in Manhattan.

M.E. figures
the assailant
stomped him

while he was
on the ground.

His cheek and jaw were broken
by blunt force.

Probably
not a fist.

And no one
heard anything?

Third floor of a garage
on a Saturday morning--

it's pretty deserted.

Any prints
from the car?

So far no hits.

When did the M.E.
say this happened?

Preliminary report
puts it somewhere
between 7:00 and 8:30.

On a Saturday morning.

So what is this victim,
an early bird or
a party animal?

His wife ought to know.

I keep thinking
who would do this to him.

So there was no
one who might
have wanted to...

Everybody loved Russ.

Must have been
some crazy person.

Why was your husband
in the garage?

He coached
a kid's hockey team.

They had practice.

At 8:00 a.m.?

At 6:00.

It's hard to get

ice time in the city.

And he usually
drives alone?

Yes.

Has anybody spoken
with Jake Arnold?

Jake Arnold?
Who is that?

Oh, Russ' assistant coach.

Where can we find him?

He works for
the gas company.

His number's on the fridge.

So, uh, you were
home this morning?

I should have
made him stay home.

He had a cold.

Is there anybody
we can call?

No.

There's no one.

So when's
the last time
you saw him?

Uh, we left
practice together.

It was a little
after 8:00.

Anybody else
with you?

Just us.

Then I went
to take the train.

Why not ride with
Mr. Crider?

Russ is in Queens.

My job's here.

What time did
you get here?

A quarter of 9:00.

You punch in?

Of course.

My boss was here.
He saw me.

Can you think
of any reason

why anybody would
want to hurt him?

He was a great guy.

Loved coaching.

You know, him and Carmen
had a hard time having kids

and the hockey
sort of made up for that.

Aw, geez. Who's going
to tell the team?

The guy leaving
the garage at 10:00

says he parked on
the same level

at around 8:00 a.m.
and everything was quiet.

So Crider was
already dead?

Or about to be.

Here's a woman heard
a car alarm go off

sometime between
8:15 and 8:30.

So maybe somebody
was jacking his car.

I was having breakfast

in the coffee shop
down the street.

I go every Saturday.

I watch the girls skate.

And you were parked
on the third floor?

Yeah, near the steps.

I take them
for the exercise.

When did you hear
the alarm?

After I parked
the car.

It was one of those

"Burglar! Burglar!
Burglar!" things.

Did you get a look
at anybody?

No. No, I went downstairs
around to the front gate

to tell the
garage attendant
about the alarm.

And what did he say?

There was nobody there.

You sure about that?

Absolutely.

And the gate was up.

So I waited a few minutes
and then I left.

I figured the garage attendant
heard the alarm

and went up to check it out.

Look, you told us

you were here
all morning.

I hit the john.

You were gone
over 20 minutes.

I don't remember.

Do you remember
an assault
conviction, Bobby?

Oh, come on, man,
that was five years ago.

Husband-wife thing.

You use this
on her, too?

I didn't use that
on nobody.

So you won't mind
if we check it out
with forensics?

I just carry it around
for protection.

I don't like walking
around here so early.

Nobody around.

It's kind of convenient,
nobody being around.

Yeah, you can find out
who didn't lock their car--

maybe pick up
a few souvenirs, huh?

Look, no, no.
You got it all
twisted, man.

Why don't you straighten it out.

Okay, maybe you
didn't mean to kill him.

Maybe it was just
an unlucky thing.

is that what it was?

I... I could lose
my j-o-b behind this.

You could lose a lot more
than your j-o-b, Bobby.

Come on,
it's now or never.

I stepped out to a deli
on Broadway

to buy a lottery ticket.

Only there was
a line already.

You got to be in it
to win it.

You don't have to say
anything to my boss, right?

...0-3-5-6-3.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Williams purchased
a lottery ticket at 8:29.

Could be he was
setting up an alibi.

When exactly was
our 911 call?

According to the sprint run
it was 8:31.

Wait.

What?

Looks like there were
two 911 calls.

How come
there's no callback number?

Sprint run's
just a summary.

They probably used
a cell phone

that's not FCC compliant.

Some of these
service providers

have been too cheap
to put in the technology.

Any way to retrieve
the number now?

No.

But we got
the caller on tape.

Man 1:
You've got to send
an ambulance.

Man 2:
What's your emergency, please?

There's a guy...
he's bleeding.

Where are you
calling from, sir?

Sir, I can
barely hear you.

I'm sorry.

West Side Rink.

He's dying.

Would you just come?

Just come already!

Man
He's dying.

Would you just come?
Just come already!

Whoever it was, saw it go down.

Or was the doer himself.

And there's no chance
the garage attendant's
connected to any of this?

His nightstick came back clean.

I don't think the guy's
sharp enough

to fake an alibi.

Well, it's a shame
the tape is such a mess.

Well, we're getting a tech
to clean it up.

Good.

I eliminated
the intermodular
distortions

filled out the dropouts.

Hope this gets
you guys what you need.

Man 1:
You got to send an ambulance.

Man 2:
What's your emergency, please?

There's a guy...
he's bleeding.

Where are you
calling from, sir?

Parking garage,
West Side Rink.

Sir, I can barely hear you.

Look, I'm sorry.
West Side Rink.

He's dying.

Would you just come?

Just come already!

That's all she wrote.

Can you tell us anything
about the caller?

A male obviously.

Teenager.

You sure?

Educated guess.

I mean, the average grown male

has a pitch frequency
of 130 hertz.

Teenage boy, post-puberty

is about 140.

This one's
at 152.

How's that make him
a teenager?

People go up ten to 15 hertz
when they're screaming.

Anything else?

There's a little bit
of fuzz at the end.

He might have been talking
to someone else

but I can't tell.

Have you got enough
for a voice match?

The caller's under
extreme stress

but you get me a voice exemplar
of him shouting the same words

I'll give it a shot.

We're going to need
a couple copies of that.

Give me five minutes.

I'm sorry.
I just can't tell.

Are you sure it was
somebody on our team?

We know it was
a teenager.

We're just trying to put
two and two together.

Well, 'cause I called
all the kids to tell
them about Russ

and none of them seemed
to know anything about it.

Well, none of them is
likely to admit it.

Guess you're going
to need all their names?

Addresses,
phone numbers.

I got no idea. Sorry.

Whoa, hold up, champ.

We want you to be
absolutely sure, son.

I told you,
I have no idea.

You left practice
a little after 8:00?

That's right.

Was your coach
still there
when you left?

He was with Mr. Arnold.

And then he started
talking to some
of the kids.

Who were the kids Coach Crider
was talking to?

A couple of guys
from Walcott.

Walcott?

Walcott High School.

They got names?

Josh Felder,
Keith Taylor, Bobby Ruiz.

Any idea what they
were talking about?

It might have been
about playing time.

Playing time?

You see, the coach
always played everybody--

even the kids
that weren't so good--

and I guess the guys
from Walcott

weren't too cool with that.

Felder, Taylor and Ruiz

the three amigos.

You had trouble
with them before?

Yeah. I'd say we've had
our fair share

of headaches
with these three.

What kind of headaches
you talking about?

Felder and Ruiz
aren't too bad

by themselves, but when
they're with Taylor

they sort of run in a pack

pushing kids around,
mouthing off to teachers

that sort of thing.

Well, it says here Taylor
got a week of detention

for "abusive behavior toward
freshmen boys in the cafeteria."

Keith wanted their seats.

They refused,
he got physical. Typical.

He also got suspended
for fighting in the hallway.

You think he's
capable of worse?

I wouldn't have
thought so

but with Keith, I think
he sees hockey

as a way out for him,
you know, with colleges.

Somebody gets between him
and that, who knows?

Is he that good?

According to him,
he is.

You know how jocks get,
like they own the world

and nobody better get
in their way.

I was in the chess club.

So we think these kids
killed the coach

because they weren't
getting enough
playing time?

Hey, an NBA player
chokes his coach.

NHL player hits
a guy in the head
with a stick.

How long before
the kids do it?

Taylor showed pretty
aggressive behavior in school.

Plus, the tech says
the caller might
have been talking

to somebody else
in the background.

Yeah, but it doesn't
make sense.

Why would these kids
kill the coach

then turn around
and dial 911?

Got scared.

Or maybe one of
them still has
a conscience.

You say this guidance counselor
makes Taylor the ringleader?

No question.

Okay, bring him in
with a parent.

I really don't understand
what this is all about.

We just need to get
some information.

Well, I think
his father should be here.

I-I tried
to call him.

You can go ahead
and make another call

if you feel like it.

In the meantime
we'd like to know

what you and Coach Crider
were talking about
after practice.

Just some stuff.
I really don't remember.

Was it about
playing time?

He said he
doesn't remember.

Yeah, I heard.

Are you people accusing
my son of something?

We would just like to know

if Keith walked Coach Crider
out to the garage.

No, no. I hit the subway.

When was that?

I don't know. After we talked.

About playing time?

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

'Cause we heard that
you left practice

with your buddies
Josh and Bobby.

What are you talking about?

We have a tape

of a 911 call.

Keith, who made the call?

Was it Josh? Bobby? You?

Josh and Bobby weren't
even there.

Meaning you were.

He didn't say that.

There's only one
question here, Keith:

Who's going down
for this?

Hey, if you made
the 911 call

you're the good guy here.

You were trying to save
your coach's life.

Yeah, help yourself out.

He's not saying

another word.

Your mom's not going to do
the time, kid-- you are

unless you get
smart real quick.

That's enough.

I'm his mother.

I have the right
to stop this, right?

Mrs. Taylor...

No, this stops right now.

Well, what do you think?

He was definitely there.

You want us
to charge him?

Let Mrs. Taylor
make that call
to the father.

In the meantime, with what he
just said and the 911 call

it ought to be enough
to get a search warrant.

So, let's call the D.A.
and hold him here

until we see what we can find.

Ray Taylor:
You got no right.

I called my lawyer.

I told you, we have a warrant
to search your home.

Is that your son's room?

You know, you talked to my boy
without me being there.

His mother was there.

Yeah, she called me.

She told me what
you two did.

Scaring him?!

Sir, I'm going to have
to ask you

to calm down
and stand aside.

I want to see the warrant.

What are you people
looking for?

Hey, Lennie.

These belong
to your son?

I guess.

Take a look
at the top of this one.

What is it?

My son did not
do anything.

Looks like it
could be blood.

DNA taken
from this boy's hockey stick

matches that of the victim.

Blood on a hockey stick
doesn't prove a thing.

Which is why we're seeking
the voice exemplar

in order to establish
a digital match

between Keith Taylor
and the 911 caller.

My client has a
right against
self-incrimination, Judge

which is exactly
what giving a sample
of his voice could be.

Your Honor, courts
have compelled
incriminating evidence

from suspects based on far less

than what the people
have provided here.

We take blood, hair samples,
fingerprints all the time.

We compel lineups.

I just don't see the difference.

I agree.

I find the limited intrusion
far outweighed

by the probative value.

Your client is ordered
to provide a sample of his voice

under such circumstances
as required.

Look, I'm sorry.

Westside rink. He's dying.

Would you just come?

Just come already.

He's going to have
to do it louder.

Mr. Greer, I'm going
to ask you to direct your client

to approximate the volume
on the 911 tape.

Do it louder.

Look, I'm sorry.

Westside rink. He's dying.

Would you just come?

Just come already.

He's got to scream.

It's the only way

to get an accurate
spectrographic analysis.

Louder, Keith.

Look, I'm sorry!

Westside rink! He's dying.

Would you just come?!

Just come already!

It's dead on.

All I'm saying is
the kid's 16 years old.

Doesn't excuse
what he's done.

Crider was the adult
in this situation.

Meaning what?

Meaning, young lady,
he's the one

who should have avoided
the confrontation.

Hard to do when someone's

swinging a hockey stick
at you, Counselor.

The stick was only used
in self-defense.

Your client pursued
the deceased

to his car.

Look, a man
and a boy

get into an argument.

Pursued or not, the man's
supposed to be mature enough

to end it
before it gets physical.

What exactly are you
asking us to do?

If you have
to charge him

give him "youthful offender..."

supervised probation
for five years.

I'm not committing
to anything

until I have a full
understanding

of exactly what
happened here.

Your client didn't
get caught

with his hand
in the cookie jar.

He killed a man.

This thing about the hockey
was something

long-standing between the two.

I can produce at least
two other boys on the team

who will attest to that
and the boy's father.

I'm not sure any
of that's relevant.

It goes directly
to establishing a beef

between my client
and the victim.

So, a man loses his life

over Little League hockey?

All I'm saying is

we should all be considering
the possibility

of self-defense.

The fractures in his jaw
and cheekbone

were the result of being
struck with a blunt object.

A hockey stick?

The abrasion exhibits
a pattern injury

which matches
the butt end of the stick.

So, it wasn't
swung at him.

Probably used
in a jabbing motion.

How exactly did he die?

Apparently, he was

knocked to the ground
then kicked repeatedly.

One of the kicks
fractured a rib

which punctured his lung,
causing hemothorax.

Basically, he bled
to death internally.

So he was down
on the ground

when the fatal blow
was delivered?

From the angle
of the bruises

to his sternum and
ribcage, I'd say yes.

Then self-defense is out.

Not necessarily.

Crider had some abrasions
on his knuckles

which, to me, means
he threw a punch.

Whether it was thrown in anger
is anyone's guess.

So, self-defense is
a possibility.

It's at least triable

which is why I pulled
Crider's coaching file.

I thought this was
a club league.

It is, but Crider
coached a junior college

before he got involved
with the younger kids.

And?

And there's nothing
blatant

but he was ejected twice
for arguing a referee's call.

Which the defense
will use to attack
his character.

Right. Put the victim
on trial.

It's worked before.

His lawyer said
there was bad blood
between these two.

Maybe it's time to
find out how bad.

I'd be a hell
of a lot more comfortable

if we had a lawyer here.

One of the other
parents told us

what happened to Keith.

Mr. Felder, Josh isn't
a target of our investigation.

Nothing he says
will be used against him.

I think we should just
get this over with.

Josh, I've been told
that there was some trouble

between Keith and Coach Crider.

They argued about stuff.

What sort of stuff?

Coach kept telling us
winning wasn't everything.

Obviously, the man wasn't
living in the real world.

Like last year.

We were so close
to making the playoffs

but Coach Crider
wouldn't sit
the scrubs.

I mean, the kids
that weren't any good.

They missed
the playoffs.

Arnie.

I'm sorry,
but I thought

the whole idea was
for them to learn
about competition.

So, Keith wasn't happy
about missing the playoffs

is that it?

None of us were.

Look, Keith just wanted
to win, that's all.

He had a lot
riding on hockey.

What do you mean?

Keith's dad was going to
get some college scouts

to come see us play.

That's why Keith
got so pissed

about getting kicked out
of practice that morning.

He was kicked out of practice?

For checking
this scrub.

I mean, this other kid.

He was hitting everyone
in sight that morning.

Head's up, Jason!
Stay on side!

We warned him before
about the rough stuff

so Crider tossed him out.

Suspended him
for the next game.

Why didn't you tell
the police about this?

Because I never imagined
kicking a kid out of practice

could lead
to a man getting killed.

Okay, how angry was he
when he left?

He's a hothead.

He takes after his father
in that regard.

His father?

We had an incident with his dad
at one of the games.

What kind of incident?

Him and another
father got into it.

Physically?

Had to go into the stands
and separate them.

It's an open league

which means everyone's
supposed to play

regardless of how
good they are.

Taylor didn't
quite get that.

And you explained it
to him?

I called Crider
and told him

I thought that he
was letting

some of the other
parents bully him
about playing time

and I didn't think
that that was right.

What was
Mr. Crider's reaction?

He was pretty
good about it.

He apologized.

Said it wouldn't
happen again.

So how did you
and Mr. Taylor get

into an altercation?

I went to the next game

just to make sure
everything was okay.

Um, Eric got on the ice,
lost the puck

some kid on the
other team picked
it up and scored.

Taylor and some
of the other parents

started screaming at Eric--

you know, cursing at him
and at Crider.

I mean, they were merciless.

So you did what?

My son's 14 years old.

I went up to Taylor

and I told him
to sit down and shut up.

I'm not proud of what happened.

I got the whole thing on tape.

You wouldn't believe
these people.

Not exactly a cover photo
for Parent magazine.

According to the
assistant coach

this type of behavior
from the parents
happened at most games.

Unbelievable.

Taylor was apparently

the worst offender.

Yeah, he's been in
quite a few scuffles.

What else do we know about him?

The parking attendant

identified him
from a photo array

as having been in the
garage that morning.

Which places him at
the scene near the
time of the homicide.

It also means the son
lied to the police

about how he got
home that morning.

So the boy's protecting
his father?

The question is, from what?

Could be he's trying to spare
his father

from being a witness
against him.

Or they both did it.

Or the father killed Crider,
himself.

When I spoke to the
M.E., she did say

that Crider threw a punch

but, when Keith Taylor was being
interviewed by the police

there wasn't a mark on him.

If we find out the father did it

I want him charged
with Murder Two.

We could charge them both

see if the apple falls
far from the tree.

We could end up
prosecuting a kid

because of some twisted
loyalty to his father.

Well no defense
attorney's going

to let the father
make a statement

loyalty or not.

Maybe we don't need
his statement.

Set up another meeting
with Keith Taylor and Greer.

Only this time, let's have
the father in there as well.

Without his own lawyer?

He isn't charged.

The law favors having
a parent present

when a child's being
interrogated.

The father wanted in
so bad the first time

let's give him
his chance now.

We just have to be careful
not to direct any questions

specifically to him.

I thought it would be
appropriate to advise you

in the presence of your
client and his father

that the District Attorney's
office has decided

to charge Keith in the death
of Russell Crider as an adult.

As an adult?

What about a plea?

There's not going
to be an offer.

What the hell's going on?

Your client's going to
stand trial for murder.

If he's convicted,
he'll do hard time.

Why are you people doing this?

We think you know why.

What are you talking about?

We're talking about a father's
disappointment, his anger

at seeing his son
miss a game, after
he arranged

for college scouts
to see him play.

Ray?

He doesn't know what
he's talking about.

But you know what happened,
Keith, don't you?

Would you leave
my boy alone?

I'm afraid I can't do that,
Mr. Taylor.

Not with the evidence we have.

He had nothing to do with it--
any of it.

Dad, don't.

Shh! That's enough.
Don't do this.

I got a conflict here.

But I'm still going to advise
you not to say anything

until you talk
to a lawyer.

What if he tells you
what you want to know?

That depends
on his participation.

And if there was
no participation?

A dismiss, providing
he's willing to testify.

No.

I won't.

Dad, I won't.

Please, listen to me.

Come on.

It's not your fault.

You understand?

Come on, look at me.

It's going to be okay.

Is your client prepared
to make a statement?

Ask him what you want.

Who was with you the morning
Coach Crider was killed?

You've got to
tell them, Keith.

My dad.

My dad was there.

I'm looking
through the court papers.

Wasn't his son a suspect
in this homicide?

Apparently they've switched
targets, Your Honor.

It happens when a defendant's

willing to hide
behind his child.

As to bail, it's the People's
position the defendant's actions

constitute
a depraved indifference to life.

We're requesting a remand.

I appreciate the seriousness

of the allegations,
Miss Carmichael.

Nonetheless,
you did switch defendants

which leaves this Court
no choice

but to question your aim
in the first place.

Bail's set at $100,000.

Judge, I'd like
the record to reflect

I'm serving notice pursuant
to CPL Section 2-50-10

of our intent to offer
psychiatric evidence

upon a trial
of this matter.

So noted.

Miss Carmichael,
you'll advise the Court

of your decision
to have the defendant

examined by your
own psychiatrist?

Yes, Your Honor.

Okay, then
next case.

Sports rage?

"Evidence of a mental disease
will be offered to show

"that at the time
of the offense

"the defendant lacked capacity

to appreciate
the consequences
of his conduct."

Basically, he's saying
he was angry.

I don't know what's worse--
this or the Twinkie Defense.

The Twinkie Defense worked.

And Archer's no fool.

Any claim of self-defense
went out the window

the minute Taylor tried to hide
behind his son.

Insanity's his best shot.

We're having Skoda do
the pre-trial psych exam.

Good.

When my niece was younger,
she used to play soccer.

I remember all the parents
screaming on the sidelines

and insanity was a pretty good
description of their behavior.

It's not a legal excuse.

You were present in the garage

the morning Coach Crider
was killed?

Yes.

Who else was there?

My dad.

Tell us what happened.

He was waiting
to drive me home.

And I came out

and I, I started to
tell him everything...

about how Coach kicked
me out of the next game

and he just flipped.

And... that's when
we saw Coach Crider.

What did your father do?

He went up to Coach.

What, then?

I guess they got into a fight.

Who hit who first?

Who hit who first?

I don't know.
I-I couldn't see.

Your Honor, I'm going
to ask the Court

to remind this witness

any change
from his Grand Jury testimony

jeopardizes his agreement

with my office.

You understand what it is
he's saying to you?

My dad hit Coach first.

And what, if anything, did youdo

after you saw your father
hit Coach Crider?

Well, he was hitting
him, my dad was

and I-I grabbed him

and I-I still
had my stick.

And he took it, and
he, and he hit Coach.

He-he-he jabbed him with it

and Coach fell.

What did your father do
after that?

Well, he-he-he-he
kicked him

and he-he kept on kicking him

and blood was coming out
of Coach's mouth.

And...

Originally, you lied

to the police about this case?

You tried to take the blame?

Yes.

Whose idea was that?

That was my idea.

My dad wanted to say
what he did from the start.

But he didn't, did he?

Nothing further.

The D.A. offered you a deal
to get you to testify

against your father,
isn't that right?

Yes.

Now, without it, they would have
charged you, isn't that right?

Yeah, but my father
didn't let them.

Now, your father rides you
pretty hard about hockey

doesn't he, Keith?

He wants to make sure
I take it seriously.

And the morning that
Coach Crider was killed

you told your father

that you'd been benched,
suspended from the next game?

Yes.

And did your father get angry?

Yeah.

Had you ever seen him

that angry before?

No.

Did it scare you?

Yeah.

And that's when you saw
Coach Crider?

Right.

Now you say during the melee,
you tried to grab your father?

Well, I was yelling
for him to stop, and...

it was like he-he-he
couldn't hear me.

So I-I grabbed him.

But you couldn't stop
him, could you, Keith?

No.

And that's when he
took your stick

and he struck
Mr. Crider, isn't it?

Yes.

And after
Coach Crider

had fallen to the ground

your father continued
to attack him, didn't he?

Didn't he?

Didn't he continue
to attack Mr. Crider

after he fell to the ground?

Yes, yes, he-he-he
was kicking him

and he kept on kicking him

and then, there was blood
coming out of Coach's mouth.

And I yelled at him.

I said, "Dad, stop.
He's bleeding."

And... that's...
that's when he stopped.

That's when he finally stopped.

What happened then?

He walked to our car...

and that's when we--

that's when I--
dialed 911.

Your father say anything
on the ride home?

No.

It was like nothing
had happened.

"Like nothing had happened."

Thank you.

Doctor, is it
your expert opinion

that at the time
of this crime

my client suffered
a mental defect

which precluded
his capacity to appreciate

that his conduct was wrong?

Yes, it is.

And what was the mental
defect he suffered?

Rage.

Would you explain that
to the jury?

It's one of the
oldest theories

of aggression.

Rage is born of frustration.

Uh, in this case, Mr. Taylor

was trying to reach goals
through his son

he couldn't attain
on his own.

He saw Coach Crider
as frustrating

those ambitions
time and time again.

The suspension
of his son

was simply the proverbial straw
that broke the camel's back.

And as a result of this,
what happened to him?

The rage triggered
a psychological dissociation.

The rational part of his brain
split off from the action part.

And why do you say
that in this case?

Well, several factors.

The first of which
was his failure

to hear his son's pleas
to break off his attack.

And there was also his aberrant
demeanor postmortem

acting as if nothing
had happened.

Anything else?

I also considered
the vicious nature

of the attack itself,
which was more consistent

with a primordial response
than a rational one.

So all of this led you
to conclude what, Doctor?

That at the time of the attack,
Mr. Taylor could not appreciate

the nature and consequences
of his actions.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, Doctor.

I wasn't aware that rage was
recognized as a mental illness

by the American Psychiatric
Community.

It's been proposed.

An inability to control
one's anger as a mental illness?

We see examples
of it every day.

Road rage...

sports rage.

People acting on their anger

in ways which we didn't see
20 years ago.

Well, what if the defendant
was just plain mad as hell?

Would he be responsible
for his actions then, Doctor?

I can't answer that.

It would depend on
whether there was also

any evidence of dissociation.

So evidence
of dissociation

is the linchpin
of your opinion?

Yes.

And isn't it fair to say

that a person could become
dissociated

after committing a violent act?

Yes, of course.

And you have no
way of knowing

when Mr. Taylor's dissociation
first occurred, do you?

Whether it began before
he acted, or it was simply

a reaction to what he'd
done, isn't that right?

I based my conclusions

on what the defendant told me.

What he told you?
What if he lied?

In your expert opinion,Doctor

if the defendant's dissociation
began after the fatal blow

would he be responsible
for his crime?

Yes.

He'd be responsible.

Nothing further.

So, what did
Dr. Skoda say?

That just because
someone gets real mad

doesn't mean they're insane.

And he'll testify to what--

about the timing
of the dissociation?

I'm not putting
a psychiatrist
on the stand.

Come again?

Two competing psychiatric

opinions turns the trial
into the battle of the experts.

Once that happens,
Archer accomplishes

what he set out to do
in the first place.

So, their expert
goes unchallenged?

Calling an expert plays
into the hand we dealt him.

I assume you have
an alternative?

Skoda interviewed him.

There's enough there.

I'll use his report
to cross-examine.

I'll convict the defendant
with his own words.

I see we have
more than one ego
in that courtroom

with a penchant for winning.

Guilty as charged.

Now, let's hear
the jury say that.

The first thing
I'd like to do today

is apologize to Mrs. Crider.

I know what I say today
can't change anything.

I want you to know
how sorry I am.

So, how do you explain
what happened?

I can't.

All I can say...

is that when Keith told me
about missing the game

knowing that the scouts
would be there

it was like something
went off inside my head.

You've got to understand...

I never had the chance
Keith had.

Never had an old man
looking after me
the way I am for him.

I pulled a lot of strings

to try and get these scouts
to come and watch my boy play.

And then Crider, he just,
he wouldn't listen.

So, what happened
that morning, Ray?

I saw him

and then it was like
I was watching myself...

like... it was in slow motion,
or something.

And when I reached him,
I just swung.

They were... I...

fists were flying--
I-I can feel him--

me... hitting him.

Jesus...

I am so sorry.

Well, now, what
do you remember?

Do you remember...
striking him

with the hockey stick?

You remember kicking him?

I honestly do not.

Well, what do you recall?

Seeing the blood.

Driving home.

My wife.

She asked me
what had happened.

I guess 'cause
of how I looked.

And what did you tell her?

That I didn't know.

That I didn't know
what had happened.

Thank you.

Your witness.

Is it that you forgot,
Mr. Taylor

or that you want to forget?

I have very little memory.

Little memory...

of a man you beat to death.

I told you... it was

like I was in a trance
or something.

But you do remember

punching Mr. Crider?

I believe you testified
that "fists were flying."

Yes.

And you do remember
the blood.

Yes.

So...

when did this trance begin?

I don't... I don't know.

Well, it has
to have been

somewhere between
punching Mr. Crider

and driving home to your wife.

Isn't that right?

I guess so.

Was it before or after
you saw the blood?

Before.
Before or after
you gave

your son
your cell phone?

I don't know.

But you did have

the presence of mind
to do that, didn't you?

I guess so.

And to leave the scene
of the crime.

Funny...

you never told the detectives
about this trance?

No.

Even after they threatened

to arrest your son?

Objection.

Goes to recent fabrication.

Overruled.

I didn't think he'd go to jail.

I was scared.

It was wrong

not to speak up.

Then you knew
what you did was wrong?

But only after.

But you didn't go
to the police then
either, did you?

You act the same way...

whether you know
something's wrong or not?

While driving on the freeway

a mother of four is cut off
by another driver.

She speeds up, swerves into the
offender's lane, kills him.

A businessman boards a plane
to New York

and brutally beats
a flight attendant

because she refuses his request

for an upgrade.

And here we have
a 46-year-old

family man--

a man without any
prior criminal record--

who savagely attacks

the coach of his
16-year-old son's
hockey team.

Road Rage.

Airport Rage. Sports Rage.

How do we make sense
of all of it?

And the truth
is... we can't.

But just because we don't
understand something

doesn't mean we should

dismiss it.

Battered Wife Syndrome. Hmm.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

Each of these took years
for juries to accept.

During which time

people who shouldn't
have been convicted, were.

Ray Taylor...

didn't appreciate
what he was doing that morning

because at that moment...

he was suffering
from a mental defect--

a rage--

which prevented him
from doing so.

And in our criminal
justice system, we don't hold

people responsible for conduct
that they can't control.

Even if we don't understand it.

Why don't you go take the...

Road Rage, Airport Rage,
Sports Rage.

Add to that Parent Rage,
Office Rage, Employee Rage.

It might be nice
to think of all this

as the result of some
new mental illness

but the truth is

this kind of behavior
has become ordinary

and to ask you to
excuse it through
the fiction

of a new mental illness
is just that-- a fiction--

because it certainly
is not the law.

The law says

"Your right to rage stops
at the other guy's nose."

The defendant's right

to be angry
stopped the moment

he raised his fists.

It stopped the moment
he struck Mr. Crider

beat him...
and left him for dead.

You've just seen the video
of this defendant

at one of his son's
hockey games.

Heard testimony
of incidents in which

the defendant allowed his anger
to explode into violence.

Are we to hold him responsible
for none of this?

Are we really prepared
to create a society in which

no one is responsible
for controlling their anger?

And teach those lessons
to our children?

The victim in this case
worked with kids...

devoted himself
in his spare time

to bettering
their lives

while the defendant
lived his, vicariously

through his son,
and, in his anger

forgot a basic reality.

The same reality his lawyer
hopes you'll forget--

that he is an adult.

And we hold adults responsible
for what they do

no matter how angry they get.

Don't let Mr. Taylor
off the hook.

Don't create an excuse
where there is none.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

"On the charge of Murder
in the Second Degree

we find the defendant,
Raymond Taylor...

guilty."

No.

No, no, no.

Please, Dad.
Please, please.

No, no.

No.

Ah, it's going to be okay.

It's all going to be okay.

You think a son
ever gets over

having testified
against his father?

Or having seen his father
take another man's life?

He worked so hard
to see his boy succeed--

ends up having
to watch it all
through prison bars.

Nothing like winning.