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the people are represented
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.

It was a horror show.

According to her mother,
I give Jodi a "B"

I only ruin her life,
I spoil a perfect 4.0

and her chances of getting into Princeton.

That kid has no chance
of getting into Princeton.

None, zero.

She's a drone.

You tell her
mother that.

So, what are
you going to do?

The honorable thing--
change it to an "A."

Oh, my God.

The cafeteria.

He's got a gun!

Get down!

A couple of the kids
said he was small.

Others said
he was average.

He ran out through
the kitchen

into the street.

He was dressed in black,
looked like one of those...

you know,
in the movies.

Ninjas?

Ninjas, right.

Is there any chance
anybody recognized him?

He had a stocking
or something

covering his face.

Okay, thanks.
We'll be in touch.

Crouching tiger,
hidden student.

We've got three dead, 12 wounded

including one critical--
head shot.

We probably won't have much luck with
prints on the shell casings.

The kid gets away.

You ever hear of that
happening before?

No. They either shoot themselves or they
surrender

or somebody tackles them
when they stop to reload.

No heroes at
George Mason High.

These are city kids.
They know better.

Yeah. Green.

Uh, okay.

Thanks.

Head shot died en route to the hospital.

That's four dead.

Ever seen one of these
mass shootings

in a big city school?

People move
into the city

to get away from
crimes like this.

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I was just talking to my friend.

Who's that?

Sorry, Emily.

And I looked up,
and there he was.

He was just standing there!

Like he was waiting for someone
to notice him or something!

Like some kind
of weak-ass ninja, right?

Then I started
to laugh.

You started
to laugh?

I mean, he looked
completely wack.

I'm like, "What
is this, Halloween?"

And then he pulled
out the gun.

He just started shooting

and I'm frozen, and it's like
this weird pause.

No one knows what's happening.

And finally
people start screaming.

And then he reloads,
he starts shooting again.

Was he targeting anybody,
could you tell?

Like zeroing in on
any individuals

groups?

I don't know.

I couldn't
help it.

I saw this ninja and Howard just popped
into my mind.

Why did he pop
into your head?

I don't know.

Howard was always a little
obsessed with that stuff.

You know, guns,
kung fu, all that.

I even heard him
say something

about Columbine once.

Really?

What'd he say?

Just that those
guys were stupid

for killing themselves.

Was Howard
in school today?

No.

But you know, after,
like after I thought about it

it just didn't make sense.

How come?

Howard's black.

It's the same
story with me

except this one girl
came up with a name--

Howard Earl.

I sent a unit over
to his apartment

just in case
she's right.

What's going on
over here?

No, no, no. He's got
the whole thing.

It's definitely
prime time.

Just tell me how high
I can go

for an exclusive
window, all right?

Hey, excuse you.

Auction's over, kid.

What?

We're detectives.
This is evidence.

What's
your name?

Kevin Miller.

You got this
on videotape?

Yeah, I got it all.

Look, when can
I get my tape back?

Oh, don't worry.

These vultures will still
want it anytime, trust me.

I don't care
about the money.

Yeah, right.

Really. This could
be my big break.

What are you
talking about?

I want to be
in the news business.

No comment.

He's got a gun!
Get down! Get down!

He's reloading.

No one's going to be able
to ID him.

Ed's got a candidate.

Yeah, Howard Earl.

He's black.

Classmate says
that he's small

he has an attitude,
he's obsessed with guns

and he even talked
about Columbine.

What are you doing
to locate him?

Well, we've got uniforms
on his building

at the pizza place

and a couple other
neighborhood hangouts

where he lives.

Find out whatever
you can about him.

Spotty attendance,
failing grades

suspended three times
in the last year...

once for bringing
a concealed weapon to school.

A weapon?

a box cutter.

Did he use it?

No, but he brandished it
in the lunch room.

We get the impression that's he's not very
popular--

that other kids
pick on him?

Detectives, we have
3,000 students

enrolled in this school

from every walk of life.

All I can tell you

is he's not involved in
any extracurricular activities.

No sports,
no after school.

Did anybody reach
his parents?

No father listed.

He lives with
his grandmother

at the address
they gave you.

Where's
his mother?

Prison.

For what?

Aggravated assault.

Guy's name is Lonnie Nolan.

Claims he saw Earl
a few hours ago.

Mr. Nolan?

Where was it
you saw Earl?

Coming out of this deli
over on Broadway Terrace.

You sure it was him?

Am I sure?

His mother and me
used to run together

back in the day,
until she went crazy.

Crazy?

Yeah.

Cut this other bitch.

Coked up out of her head.

Next thing I know,
there's all this blood.

Familiar family saga.

What was Earl wearing?

Black sweatshirt,
maybe dark pants--

black bandanna.

Could you call it in?

What's Howard done?

We're not sure yet,
Mr. Nolan.

Listen, man, I ain't going
to lie to you.

That boy scares me.

I see him coming,
I just cross the street.

I've been thinking a lot
about this Earl thing

and it just doesn't
track for me.

Since when do these things
ever track?

Well, it's just

a black kid doing
a school shooting like this

doesn't fit the profile.

Drugs, sneakers, gangs--

that I'll buy.

But a black kid
shooting up a lunch room.

Maybe we've finally reached
full equality.

Well, did he talk
about his plans to anyone?

Brag about them?

If he did, we didn't find them.

So, we've got a 16-year-old kid
boiling with rage

planning this fantastic
revenge scenario

and he doesn't talk to anyone.

Guys, we've got
another sighting.

Remember, this is
a sit-down only.

So, bring the grandmother along

and make sure both of them know
what his rights are.

How you doing?

Okay. Kid fitting
that description

went in that building
20 minutes ago.

Figured I'd better
wait for you guys.

Thanks, officer.

This is him.

I hate when
they do that.

I got him!

Get the car!
Cut him off!

Come here! Come here!
Come here!

All right, All right.

You okay?

I'm good.

Ripped a new shoe.

We got company.

I see them.

Come on, move
them back, officer

Come on, out
of the way.

Come on, you heard him.

Watch your head.

Get in there.

One of my ex-wives
called this morning

to bust my chops.

Which one?

I forget.

He really does look
like he's eight years old.

I thought you were just
going to talk to this boy.

The kid had
other plans.

Where's his grandmother?

She refused
to come down.

Yeah, she's probably
scared out of her wits.

Hey, how were we
supposed to know

there was going
to be a photographer

staking out the scene?

Well, the kid that
told you about him

obviously
told the press.

It was only a matter of time
before they tracked him... down.

Has he even had breakfast yet?

He won't eat,
and he said he won't talk

until his lawyer shows up.

When is that
supposed to be?

Well, well, well.

What have we here?

Conspiracy to obstruct justice?

Speak of the devil.

You're representing Howard Earl?

I am, and I plan

to bring a multimillion-dollar
suit against the city

the NYPD and the three of you
as individuals, just as soon

as this case
is dismissed.

Your client ran, Miss Adams.

Maybe it had something to do

with black kids
being afraid of cops

and y'all don't look

exactly like
the prize patrol.

Okay, just do
what you got to do.

Should have checked
his alibi, officers.

He was with his grandmother.

My grandmother

would swear I was the Pope

if she thought it would
keep me out of trouble.

They were visiting Howard's
mother up at Bedford Hills

at the time of
the shootings.

He was literally
under lock and key.

I'll have the prison fax you
the sign-in sheet.

I'd like to get my
client now, please.

I'm taking him
out to breakfast.

We're checking on anybody

who was absent
yesterday.

Understand.

What kind
of gun was used?

A nine millimeter. Why?

Nobody got a look
at the shooter's face, right?

Right.

Sure he didn't say a word?

What's your point?

What about a girl?

A girl can handle a gun, right?

She transferred here
a month ago.

Colleen Jacobs.

She'd been harassed
at her old school.

Her classmates there
heard her say

that she'd like to kill
everybody who teased her

and then herself.

Why wasn't something
done about it?

Something was done.

They transferred her here.

So much for a desperate cry for help.

They transferred
her here and...?

She wasn't making
a good adjustment.

She's been out the whole week.

I was just about to sic
the truant officer on her.

Mrs. Jacobs

we checked
with your daughter's school.

She hasn't been there
all week.

Oh, no, no, not
George Mason.

No, we started her at
Catholic school last week.

Thank God, otherwise
she would have been

there yesterday.

The high school doesn't
seem to know about this.

Well, they obviously
don't know much, detective.

I-I phoned them, I wrote them,
I told them Colleen was leaving.

Colleen, honey.

These men are
homicide detectives.

You think I did it, don't you?

You think I shot those kids.

Did you?

I wish I had.

Oh, honey, don't say that.

They're all jerks
at that school.

I hate them.

You don't
mean that.

But if I had done it

I wouldn't have wussed out
and worn a mask.

I would have wanted
everyone to know it was me.

Then maybe
they would have gotten it

and they would have felt bad
for the rest of their lives.

She doesn't know
what she's saying.

She's depressed.

Well, we're going
to have to check

with her new school.

It happened at lunchtime,
right? The shooting?

Yeah, it was
about 12:30.

Colleen was in therapy.

Excuse me.

Yeah, Green.

So what do we have here?

Brian got this e-mail.

When'd you get this?

A couple
of hours ago.

Who's it from?

Calls himself Ninja Nightmare.

Why'd he send it to you?

I don't know.

Brian's
a Student Council president.

Look, it says
he's coming back

to finish what he started.

That's what got us so nervous.

Okay, we're going
to try to trace

the e-mail.

In the meantime,
you stay right here

with your parents.

Any candidates

on the sender?

Well, we're going back

to talk
to the school psychologist

see what we can
come up with.

Well, sending
an e-mail afterward

is clearly learned behavior.

Well, this case is less
than two days old

and we've already gone through
two completely credible suspects

True. And who
knows how long

this list is going to be
once we talk to the shrink?

Ninja Nightmare?

Any ideas, Doc?

How long will it take you
to get a court order?

I an call the D.A.'s Office
right now.

Forget the D.A.

What do you got?

There is a student.

Who?

I don't know if I
can break privilege.

We don't need
to see the file, Doc.

We just need a name.

You realize what's
at stake here?

Of course I realize
what's at stake.

My daughter goes to school here.

Then tell us
what we need to know.

This student, he's really scary.

He's been kicked out of three
different private schools

before he came here.

Some pretty
violent episodes.

How come you didn't
tell us this before?

Well, he's relatively new.

I wasn't fully familiar
with his history.

Give us the name, Doc.

Semple.

Henry Semple.

You know we're taking
a chance, right?

Hey, it's called
hot pursuit.

I just don't
want to end up

on the cover
of the Post twice on one case.

Yes?

Police.

We're looking
for Henry Semple.

Is he at home?

Yes.

Henry!

Well, partner, I think
you just redeemed yourself.

Docket ending 995.

People v. Henry Semple.

Four counts murder
in the second degree

11 counts attempted
murder second.

I'll hear you,
Ms. Carmichael.

Your Honor, the
defendant, Henry Semple

armed with a
semi-automatic weapon

and concealing
his identity

entered the high
school he attends

and without provocation

emptied his weapon
at his fellow students

wounding eleven
and killing four.

Despite his age, the People request
remand.

Judge, I'm not going
to try this case today

but the facts just
proffered by the People

will obviously
be disputed at trial.

I should add, Your Honor

that ballistics
has matched the gun

recovered from the defendant
with the murder weapon.

Are you saying they got
the wrong guy, Counselor?

The wrong kid,
Your Honor

and no, that's
not our claim.

It is our contention, however

that the shooting was
not without provocation

and will ultimately lead
to different conclusions

than those reached
by the People.

Present in court today are
the parents of my client.

His father, Bill Semple
is a corporate partner

for the law firm of Whittier and Hughes
and a former attorney

for the Justice Department's
Antitrust division.

I appreciate his family's here,
Counselor

but do you honestly expect
I'm sending him home?

No, Your Honor.

Mr. and Mrs. Semple
are, however

asking that their son be committed to a
private, secure

psychiatric facility,
in lieu of bail.

They have offered
to assume

the cost of his
incarceration there

as well as the cost
of his transportation

to and from
court as required.

We have buses at Rikers
to do that.

But not the medical
health professionals

available at
a private facility.

It's our contention
that such an environment

will assist
all the parties

including the People
in assessing

an appropriate course of treatment for my
client.

The only treatment the People
are interested in at this point

is life behind bars
so he can never do this again.

I'm sorry, Counselor

but given the nature
of these charges

I simply won't risk
the safety of any employee

of a private facility.

Accordingly, the defendant
is hereby remanded

to the Department of Corrections without
bail.

Why not let his parents pay

the cost of
his incarceration?

Because it creates
an appearance of impropriety.

Wealthy parents

getting special consideration
for their son.

I also don't think
we want the jury pool

hearing anything about
a private psychiatric hospital.

That just gives
his lawyer

a leg up in
the insanity defense.

So, a kid who obviously
needs psychiatric treatment

doesn't get it
because no one does

and we keep him at Rikers

because it makes
our case look better.

This is a strange way
to run a candy store.

Keeping this kid out of
a psychiatric hospital

is our best shot at
keeping him off the streets.

Permanently.

Permanently?

I assume we're seeking

the maximum, here?

Consecutive
life terms

for a kid who's just turned 16?

Even at his age,
that's a death sentence.

Four children are dead, Nora.

We can't just send him to bed
without any dinner.

I think Abbie's right.

We have to deal
with this kid severely.

Life in prison

won't deter the copycats, Jack.

Not with the 15 minutes of fame.

But what about the other kids in these
schools?

We want them to come forward,
but if we send a message

this is just the result
of a troubled mind

they'll try to handle it themselves.

I watched this kid in court.

He showed absolutely
no signs of remorse.

Well, I can't ask for life

without
a psychiatric evaluation.

He concealed his identity, he
fled the scene--

those are both
pretty good indicators

that he knew the difference
between right and wrong.

There's no
middle ground here.

We've got the gun.

Do we have any witnesses?

Best one's
the kid with the video.

Better get on that right away
before he sells his credibility.

Some of the kids don't want to
come in here anymore.

But not you.

I figure it comes
with the territory.

Getting shot comes
with high school?

No, I meant being
an aspiring journalist and all.

You know, I've been on CNN.

Is that so?

I'm supposed to do
a Town Meeting on Nightline

but it might conflict
with a special on NBC.

Look, I'd really like
to get the tape back.

We still need it
for a while, Kevin.

Now, I need you
to think back

if you saw anything--

anything at all
that wasn't on the tape.

Like what?

Like the kid's face, like...

No, just what's
on the video.

So where were you
when the shots rang out?

Lunch line.

And you just happened
to have a video camera with you?

Well, I just got it.

I try to take it
wherever I go

and I figured,
last year in high school--

final days and all that.

I wanted to get my friends

make sure I had something
to remember them by.

Guess I do now, huh?

Is your son's lawyer

aware you're here,
Mr. Semple?

We're not sure
this attorney

really appreciates
our son's situation.

What situation is that?

How is our son?

Last report he's doing all right.

Six of the children he shot
are still hospitalized.

I'm very sorry
to hear that.

You don't believe me.

Your concern seems
a little late, that's all.

You think we knew?

You think you can
look at your child

and know he's capable of this?

I think it depends on

how hard you're looking,
Mrs. Semple.

Look, maybe we deserve this,
I don't know.

But we came here
to talk about Henry.

What is it you want us to know?

Henry's had some problems

since we moved here
from Virginia.

What kind of problems?

Nothing to suggest
anything like this.

You said in court

you wanted Henry to spend
the rest of his life in prison.

The judge will determine

your son's sentence,
Mrs. Semple.

But he's only 16 years old.

He's lucky
he's not facing

the death penalty.

You're the ones who sentenced

that other boy to death,
aren't you?

The one who killed
that delivery man?

I told you, that kid was 18.

They can't ask for
the death penalty for Henry.

He's too young.

Your husband's right.

The death penalty
isn't applicable here.

Our son needs help.

Do you understand?

That's why we're here.

That's why we want
to change lawyers.

Please, can't you just find
some way to help him?

We appreciate your time.

I'll have Henry's
new lawyer get in touch.

Well, there's a woman
who's in complete denial

about what's
going to happen to her kid.

Maybe that's
the safest place to be.

Jack?

Jamie Ross, what the hell
are you doing here?

Hi.

This is a surprise.

Come, here, sit.

Thank you.

How are you?

I'm good, and you?

Fine.

Pictures.

Absolutely beautiful.

But I thought you left us
to spend more time with them.

I did. I do.

But every now and then
a case comes along

that makes me sit up
and take notice.

My Appearance.

Henry Semple?

I was retained
this afternoon.

You're going
to defend this kid?

You mean instead of

letting them take him
out back and shoot him?

Yes, I'm going
to defend him.

Come on, Jack

these shootings are
a phenomenon of children

and yet you prosecutors

are hell-bent to try
them as adults.

Pretty soon there'll
be no distinction

between children
and adults at all.

I assume Mr. Semple
is aware we worked together.

Yes, and he also knows
there'll be no favors

coming to me because of it. Good.

He was with the Justice Department
himself, down in D.C.

Yes, we met.

Well, then, you
know how concerned

these parents are
for their child.

What is it you want, Jamie?

Am I going to have to fight
with you?

I don't want to fight with you.

I don't want to fight with you
either, Jack.

I'm here to work
toward some solution

so we can both sleep at night.

Jamie, four people
are dead-- kids.

Another six
are in the hospital.

The law demands your client
be held accountable.

It doesn't demand
charging him as an adult

without any evaluation.

Come on, we both know what
an evaluation's going to show--

that the kid knew
right from wrong.

Which shouldn't be
the end of the story--

not with the country
in the middle

of an epidemic
of these things.

I can only deal with
the case in front of me.

Motion to suppress
the gun, statements

and any other evidence
you obtained

as a result of that school
psychologist's big mouth.

I want to know
if either of you

talked to anyone other
than the school psychologist

who mentioned Henry Semple
as a possible suspect.

What do you want
us to do, Counselor?

Verify our sources?

I think we need to remember

that when Briscoe and Green made
the decision to pursue the lead

a threat had been made
via e-mail

that the shooter
was coming back.

We thought it
was pretty important.

All of us are subject
to having our judgments

reviewed by the courts,
Detective.

We're just trying to ascertain

whether yours
can withstand scrutiny.

Did either of you consider
getting a court order first?

Yeah, we discussed it.

And?

We both made the decision
to proceed without one.

This judge hears that

exigency could be
out the window.

This psychologist had a child

attending that school.

I think she let her fear
for that child's safety

compromise her professional
obligations to this student.

I think there's a few
thousand other students

who'd say their lives
may have been saved by it.

So the ends
justify the means?

These cops had
every reason to believe

that the sender of the e-mail was the
shooter.

The means was simply going to the person
who most logically

could furnish an identity.

They coerced her
into violating privilege.

What if it was your
daughter he'd shot?

What then?

I'd pray that my fear
for her safety

wouldn't be used
as an excuse to deprive

300 million Americans
of their Constitutional rights.

And what about
the rights of kids

not to be shot at
when they go to school?

The fact remains that if
a mental health care provider

revealed this information
about an adult patient

we wouldn't even be having
this conversation.

We would if there was exigency.

The e-mail indicated that
the shooter wasn't finished.

The e-mail was sent
from New Orleans.

That information

was not communicated
to these detectives.

One phone call from
their cell phones is all

it would have taken,
Your Honor.

This is a printout from the NYPD computer
crime section

indicating that the e-mail
was traced almost an hour

before these detectives
showed up at the Semples' home.

I'm afraid
Ms. Ross is right.

These police officers
had plenty of time

to verify their information

or obtain a warrant.

Balance the interests,
here, Your Honor.

We're talking about a technical violation
of the law

against freeing
a mass murderer.

What we're talking about

is doctor-patient privilege
and the Fourth Amendment.

I don't see how either

can be construed
as a technicality.

And with no eyewitnesses,
and no other way for the police

to come up with Henry Semple
as a suspect...

Everything
seized becomes

fruit of the poisonous tree,
including the gun.

Your Honor, if the law
doesn't give people

the sense it can protect them

they're going to end up
protecting themselves.

And judges do what
in the meantime?

Ignore the Constitution

when it suits us?

I've got no choice here.

The charges are dismissed.

The People can refile
if you can make out a case

without the psychologist's profile.

in the first place
he'd still be there

instead of out on the street.

It wouldn't be
a problem

if they'd pass laws
that would allow schoolteachers

and mental health professionals

to release information
without a court order.

Only they haven't
done it yet.

Which is why we need
a federal standard.

Which we also
don't have.

Based on the merits,
the court was right.

How can releasing
a kid that we know

committed the crime
be right?

Doesn't it concern you at all

that releasing a kid's name
to the public

without a court order creates

a feeding frenzy
for suspects?

Not when someone else's life
is at stake.

Except these cops
were given three names

One of them was dragged out

of his own neighborhood
in handcuffs

because nobody bothered
to verify the facts.

The public looks to us
to maintain law and order

not run around like chickens
with our heads chopped off.

Mr. McCoy

Ms. Carmichael, car's here.

Be right there.

Thanks.

We're meeting with the parents
of some of the victims.

We have to tell them
about the merits

of the court's decision.

So as a direct result

of the judge's decision

we had to let him go
this morning.

What?

You're saying this maniac
is back on the streets?

He was released into
his parent's custody.

They're the ones who couldn't
control him in the first place.

Could this bastard
go back to school?

I doubt he would.

But he could?

How? How could this
judge just let him go?

How could he just do that?

The police gathered
information

without a court order.

Who the hell cares
how they found out?

Everybody in here knows
he did it!

Let me tell you
something.

This kid shows up
anywhere near this school

I'll take him out myself.

We came here to let you know
about this situation

but please don't forget

we are officers
of the court.

That kind of talk
could get you

into a world of trouble.

What we are asking you to do is
try to remain calm

and let us do our jobs.

Our daughter Lilah was
one of the kids who was shot.

The bullet severed
her spinal cord.

They don't know if she'll
ever walk again.

Lilah never did anything
to that boy.

She didn't even know him.

You can't just let him
walk away from this.

You can't just tell us that
your hands are tied by the law.

Is the D.A.'s office even aware

that there's a rumor
this kid told other kids

he was going to do this

and none of them did anything
about it?

I'm sick of learning things

about this case after the fact.

Hey, we talked to 52 kids
who were either in the cafeteria

or had been identified
as friends of Semple.

Nobody indicated that
there were prior threats.

Well, apparently,
someone knew.

The parents claim
that Semple told some kids

he was going
to shoot the place up.

Do they have any names?

Detective, I had

just told them
that we had to cut Semple loose

because of your screw-up.

I wasn't about to let them know
they knew more than we did.

Any time you think
you can do my job

better than me,
just let me know.

Your job is

to gather evidence
we can use in court

not make headlines
playing hero.

That what you think
we were doing?

Let me tell you something.

The next time you go
into court

and somebody draws
a gun on you

tell me how
you deal with it.

You don't like your job's
requirements, Detective

turn in your badge.

Gentlemen, if we could

just lower the level
of testosterone

just a little bit.

Now, why don't we try
to figure out a way

to find the kids

who might have been told
beforehand?

You lied Kevin.

We asked around.

None of the
kids remember

you having that camera
at school before that day.

You told us you had it with you
all the time.

Is that a crime

making a mistake

about when you take
your video camera to school?

The Semple kid walked

with four dead.

You think we're not going
to nail somebody for that?

The only thing people hate worse than cops

and lawyers, Kevin,
is the media.

Are you threatening him?

We don't have to.

All we have to do is tell
everybody in that school

he knew what was going
to happen

and we just sit back
and let nature take its course.

I want your badge number.

Look, just tell us who knew
what Henry Semple was planning.

I'm calling my son a lawyer.

You can do that,
Mr. Miller.

You can call
a lawyer

and nobody's going
to stop you

but I just want
you to think

about what your son
is going

to take away from today.

Four kids are dead.

Your son could have been
one of them.

So I just want you to be sure
in your heart

that you're giving him
the right advice

by asking for a lawyer

rather than helping us
find the killer.

Right now, Kev

tell him who told you.

Right now, Kev.

I didn't even know
who this kid was.

Some kids gave him my number.

He called me the night before.

Said maybe I should
bring a camera.

Said some big ass thing was
going to happen

with Henry Semple...

but I didn't know what.

The name, video boy, the name.

I thought Henry was only joking.

What did you think was going to
come out

of that gun he showed you?

A flag that says "Bang!"?

I didn't think he'd do it.

Then why call Kevin Miller

and tell him
to bring his video?

You knew it was going to happen,
didn't you?

You wanted it to happen.

I didn't.

Only you didn't tell anybody.

Look, Paul, four kids are dead now.

There's nothing you can do
to change that.

But if Henry goes out
and he kills somebody else

you're going to tell us

you didn't know about it
then, too?

The only reason
Henry told me was

'cause he knew I got picked on
just like he did.

You got no idea what it's like

to come to school every day

and know these kids are going
to screw with you.

That they're going to steal
your money

mess you up in the bathroom.

Once Henry did this drawing
he was real proud of

and these jocks
just pissed on it.

Then they made him
put it back in his backpack.

I didn't think
he'd really do it, though.

I really didn't.

You have a kid who'll say

he thought Henry wasn't serious.

That's it.

And another
who made the video.

Who can't make an I.D.

A jury puts the
two together

we think we
have a shot.

What about when they hear
another kid

told the police that Howard Earl
was the shooter?

Or that a guidance counselor
blamed a girl

who doesn't even attend
the school anymore.

Jurors read the papers
same as we do.

They know Henry did it.

They know he got off
on a technicality.

If you think they're not going
to jump at a chance

to convict him
this time around

you're wrong.

Someone better remind her

of her ethical obligations
as a prosecutor.

You mean the one that says
I should put someone on trial

who I think is guilty?

No. The one that says
you need evidence to do it.

I just told you our evidence.

You'd go along with that?

What's our alternative, Jamie?

Make a civil commitment.

Declare Henry not competent
to stand trial.

He goes to a secure psychiatric
facility.

So some shrink can release him
a few years from now?

No, I don't think so.

And what would be the basis
for his incompetency?

Henry has
a mental defect.

He was thrown
from a horse

when he was six.

He had seizures.

They thought there was
brain damage.

You're joking.

We have no illusions

about our son,
Ms. Carmichael.

We're just trying
to figure this out.

Well, it sounds like
you're looking for a way out.

I have three other children,
good kids.

I don't want them hurt

I also don't want
Henry in Sing Sing

for the rest
of his life.

Not at 16.

At least let him
talk to Skoda, Jack.

What harm is there in that?

I hear you draw.

Yeah.

You any good?

Don't know.

How did you feel

when those kids urinated on that picture
you made and stuck it

in your backpack?

The way this
works, Henry

is you answer
my questions

and then I talk to the D.A.

and tell them what I think
about what you said.

Can you do that?

Have a seat.

These kids at school
were pretty rough on you?

They never left me alone.

Was that what
you wanted?

To be left alone?

I wanted to fit in.

Why do you think you didn't?

Don't know.

You must have
some idea.

When we lived in Virginia
it was different.

There weren't so many of them.

Then my dad got this new job
in the city.

Guess they all thought
I was different.

Did you feel
different?

Maybe.

Still didn't give them any right
to trash me like they did.

You think they got
what they deserved then?

Not for me to say.

Just the same

if you were
the one to say?

I don't know. Maybe.

I heard they're not making
fun of me anymore.

I heard they're scared
I might come back.

That's sort of cool, right?

If you're asking me if he knew

right from wrong--
no question.

If you're asking me
whether he should spend

the rest of his life
in prison

tougher call.

Why?

Because the fact remains

his teenage brain's different
from an adult's.

Different how?

Still maturing

same as the rest of the body.

Frontal lobes,
parts responsible

for executive functioning,
self-control

judgment, emotional regulation.

We all went to high school.

We all had problems.

None of us picked up a gun
and killed anyone.

I'm just saying

there's some science
behind the phenomenon.

Androgen, for example.

It affects the amygdala.

The part of the brain

that controls things
like fear and anger.

It's like I said.

If you're asking me

if he knew right
from wrong, he did.

The rest is up to you guys.

Thanks for the grub.

Sure thing.

The bottom line is
your son was able

to appreciate the nature
of his actions.

And the PET scan showed
no organic injury

to the brain
from any fall.

Which means what?

They're going to trial.

Unless your client
wants to save

the taxpayers some money.

A roll of the dice, Jack?

Think of the what's at stake.

We'll take
our chances.

You'll take your chances.

Then what the hell happens when they find
him not guilty?

Bill...

No.

What are we all going
to do then?

I'll tell you what. Nothing.

Because then he'll be out.

He'll be out and maybe hurt
other people.

Let him go to a hospital, Jack.

There's no basis for it
in the law.

An insanity plea
would be a fraud here.

And an acquittal?

What will that be?

He hurt our daughter...

two years ago.

He broke her arm.

And now he walks
around the house...

Bill, please.

He's our son.

Yes, he's our son.

Then how can we?

How can you what, Mr. Semple?

He'll spend the rest of his life
in prison.

You realize that?

Mr. Semple.

Bill...

No, please.

What choice do I have, Patricia?

Please, tell me
what choice do I have.

Sweet Jesus!

He confessed...

okay?

My son confessed to me.

Where did this conversation take
place?

In my son's room.

It was personal.

That was between
you and me.

Control your client, Ms. Ross.

What did you son say to you, Mr.
Semple?

Mr. Semple

what did your son tell you?

I came home as soon
as my wife called me

and told me what happened
at the school.

I asked her where Henry was.

When I went into his room
he was just sitting on his bed.

The lights weren't on

but I could tell
that he'd been crying.

What did you do?

I put my arm around him
and sat next to him.

What did he say?

That he was scared.

Scared about going to school.

Scared of what some of the other
kids might do to him?

Scared about what
he'd done to them.

Scared that he missed
some of the real jerks

and wouldn't get a chance
to take them out again before...

What made you finally come
forward, Mr. Semple?

Because I'm scared, too.

Scared that he'll do it again.

Henry...

Henry, for God's sakes...

I understand from your note

the jury's reached a verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

Will the defendant
please rise?

You may read the verdict.

On the first four counts
of the indictment

charging Murder
in the Second Degree

we find the defendant,
Henry Semple

guilty.

Daddy?

I understand his father's going
to ask for leniency

at the sentencing?

I doubt anything's going
to save this kid

from life in prison
at this point.

With what's waiting
for him

it might have been kinder
to give him the needle.

Either works for me.

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