All language subtitles for Accused.2023.S01E04.WEB.x264-TG.Hi

(sirens wailing in the distance)

(scratching sound)

(keys rattling, door creaking)

- Come on, Mr. Gomillion.

Time to go.

(buzzer ringing)

(loud music, people
happily shouting)

♪ (man): Put your ♪
♪ hands in the air! ♪

♪ Put your hands in the air! ♪

♪ Pick it up, pick it up! ♪

♪ (all, responding): ♪
♪ Pick it up, pick it up! ♪

♪ I came to rock
I came to rock ♪

♪ Everybody just
drop Hey, hey!

♪ Everybody just drop

♪ I make it hot
I make it hot ♪

♪ I make it hot

♪ I make it hot

♪ Everybody don't stop - Whoo!

♪ Everybody don't stop Put
your hands in the air ♪

♪ Put your hands in the air ♪

♪ Pick it up Pick it up ♪

♪ Pick it up Pick it up ♪♪

(cheering)

(laughing)
- That's right.

That's Winton's very own.
You saw it here first.

You know how we get down.

To my brothers from
another mother,

doin' that thing we've been doin'
since third grade, killing the vocals.

C'mon now!
- Whoo!

- Man, you was
rhyming your ass off.

We just playin' out here.

- Speak for yourself, little brother.
Folks come out to see me too.

(laughing)

- Hmm... That was so great.

- Yo, Kendall, you're the G.O.A.T.
with them 90s lyrics, man.

Every week!

- Hey, Stevie, I appreciate
you, brother. Thank you.

- Listen. I got laid off.
Money's kinda tight right now

so if you got somethin'
at the warehouse...

- Stevie, does it look like we
tryin' to talk about work now?

- Ain't nobody
talkin' to you, Lamar.

- No, but I'm talkin' to
you. (woman, quietly): Okay.

- Stevie, give me
a call next week.

Something might be opening up.

- You got heart, K. Always
have. (phone ringing)

- My man.
- Hello?

- That cat is always
beggin'. Always.

- He's having a
hard time, Lamar.

Damn.

Hey, babe, what's wrong?

- Amber.
- I'm sorry, Mrs. Gomillion.

- Mr. and Mrs. Gomillion,
Detective Douglas.

We spoke earlier.

- Where's our daughter?

- Exam room.

- Hey, Ingy, hey.

Daddy's here and Mommy's
here too. You okay?

- I'm sorry about the squirrel.

- The... the squirrel?
What squirrel, honey?

- At the park.

It looked hungry and I had
some chips in my backpack.

- Dr. Mendez needs
your parental consent

before she can examine Ingrid.

- Honey, it's okay, you can go over there
with the doctor. We'll be right here, okay?

- Now wait a minute.

I need to speak with you.
- Okay.

- I can only imagine how... hard
this must be for you to hear,

so I'll be as direct as I can
be about what we know so far.

Ingrid and the babysitter were
separated for about five minutes

and in that time, a perpetrator
grabbed Ingrid from behind,

pulled down her underwear

and touched her genitals.

- No.

- Apparently

the perpetrator ran away when the
babysitter started calling Ingrid's name

but we got a good description,

and we're able to
put out an APB.

- But you will catch him?

- You will be first
to know when we do.

- What the hell?

It's okay, honey.

- Come on.

- Come on, sweetie.

- Get Ingy inside.
- Okay.

Excuse me.

- Me and my family need some...
some space right now. Okay?

- We just showing
our support, K.

- I know and I appreciate it

but the best way you can
show your support now is

by giving us our privacy.

- K.
- Alright, thanks.

- No man, no.

- I'll talk to him.

K.

K, K, wait up!

- What were you thinking, Lamar,
telling everyone our business?

- There are laws against revealing
the name of a child who was assaulted.

- Oh man, listen,
I wasn't thinkin'.

- Clearly.

Use some common
sense, just once.

- Hey, Alisa, go give
Ingy her bath, alright?

I'll see you in a second.

Look, Alisa's...
- No. It's cool, it's cool.

I get it.

I get it, man.

The police catch the
guy who did this?

- No.

They're still looking for him.

- White.
- Yeah.

- How serious do you think the
police are gonna treat this?

I mean, if a white
girl's molested,

they'd be all over
it, but one of ours?

(Kendall, wearily): Man,
the detective is black.

- You really need me to explain
why black and blue's a problem?

- What I don't need is this police
conspiracy talk right now, Lamar, alright?

Alright, I got to go
take care of my daughter.

I'll see you in the mornin'.

- I'm sorry this happened.
- I know.

I know you are.

- Alright, brother.

- The water's nice
and warm, honey.

You sure you don't
want to get in?

It'll make you feel better.

Look at all these bubbles.
They're amazing bubbles.

That's a lot of
bubble bath, isn't it?

This is your favorite.

You can make a big snow
bubblebath mountain.

(laughs softly)

These bubbles are
the best bubbles.

- You know if I hadn't pushed
us into goin' to karaoke

this wouldn't have happened.
- No.

Let's not play the blame game.

- It's my job to
protect our daughter.

- It's both our job.

- Yeah, but it's...
it's different for me.

- Why? 'Cause you're a man?

(sighs)

- Because my father
showed up for me,

my grandfather
showed up for him,

and that's what I've been
trying to do for Ingy.

- I know, baby,

but beating yourself up is
not going to help her or us.

- I know.

- You know, I've been thinking we should
put Ingy's catechism off 'til next year.

She doesn't need that kind
of pressure right now.

- No. How does she get
her First Communion

without taking her final
test for catechism?

She's been studying
for three months.

- She can do it next year.

- Except all her friends
are doing it now.

It'll be worse if
she misses out.

(Alisa sighs)

I'm gonna get her ready for bed.

- Alright.

- Please describe for the court

Kendall Gomillion's behavior

during your investigation.

- Hmm.

- Detective?

- It's a complicated question.

- Then I'll simplify.

Would you characterize the
defendant's behavior as aggressive?

- Well, Mr. Gomillion
was a concerned father

with a ten-year-old daughter
who was sexually assaulted.

- Telephone records show that he
called and texted you 15 times

in the eight hours following
his daughter's assault.

- I probably would
have done the same.

- Were you ever concerned that
his behavior would turn violent?

That his obsession would lead

to the aggravated homicide that
he stands accused of today?

(dramatic music)

(theme music)

(truck hissing)

(door creaking)

(knocking)

- Yo.

- Louise dropped these
off this morning.

I don't want 'em.
- Oh.

Mechell needs to sign off on
this, you mind taking it to her?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

- How's Ingy doing?

- She has her final catechism
tonight, she's studying.

- I didn't ask you what she
was doing, I said how is she.

- Man, I spent the night
watching her sleep.

She had a couple of bad dreams.

She was mumbling things
I couldn't understand.

At the hospital they, um...

they told us that she
should see a therapist.

Alisa and I are going
to talk to one later on.

- Did you ever hear from your
boy, uh, Mister Detective?

He's an overseer.

What, Trent Douglas, right?

He was there when that white
cop killed Omar Keelings.

Looked the other way when a young
black man was beat to death.

Now if he didn't
stand up for Omar,

what makes you think he
gonna stand up for Ingy?

She ain't never gonna be in
front of mind of any of them.

- It's only been
12 hours, Lamar.

- Twelve, twenty-four, man,
how much longer you gonna wait?

Another day? Another week?

The only way we get justice
is by getting it ourselves.

- You sound crazy.

All I got to do is gather a few
of my boys down to the park,

tell them to look for that
white boy and we be alright.

- Damn, man, are you... are you
lookin' to go back to prison?

Because that's exactly where you
headed you talkin' like that.

You're the same kid I
met on the playground,

you were always
looking for a fight.

- You the same, too, K.

Always trying to find the good
in people that ain't there.

Thanks for the donuts, man.

(soft music)

(line ringing)

- You've reached the voicemail
of Detective Trent Douglas.

- Mr. Gomillion.

- I left you voicemail
messages. I've sent you texts.

You haven't responded at all
so I came to see you myself.

- I was hoping to have
an update for you first.

- Well, do you? Do
you have any updates?

- Please. Come in. Have a seat.

- Mr. Gomillion, we're
canvassing the park,

the neighborhood,
going through CCTV.

Everything that we possibly
can be doing, we're doing.

But in the meantime...
- Have you contacted the local news

so more people know
who you're looking for?

- You want this guy
locked up, I get that.

- I just want to make sure
you want him locked up.

And I want you to
tell me, man to man,

that you are not going to
look away from my daughter

like you did Omar Keelings.

- Because that's what
everybody said you did.

- I'm not gonna waste
your time or mine

justifying what I did
or didn't do back then.

You have my word.

I'm going to do everything
that can be done

to find the man who
assaulted your daughter.

(Ingy): When we are baptized,

we get grace and can
live with God in heaven.

However, when we sin,
we can lose our grace.

If we lose our grace, we
become separated from God.

- Ingy, it's okay.

Let's try it again.

- I don't want to.

(Kendall, softly): Hey. Hey...

Look at me.

You've got this. Okay?

Alright? Let's...
let's start again.

Come on.

- That's good for now, sweetie.

In case you decide to wear it.

- What do you mean, "in case?"

- Can we talk?

- You good?

Okay. I'll be right back.

What's up?

- She's not up to this.
- She said she was.

- Because she knows that's
what you want to hear.

She wants to please you.

- And I'm trying to help her
through this, Alisa, the best I can.

C'mon now.
- Don't raise your voice, okay?

- You're right. You're
right, I'm sorry.

But look, trust
me on this, okay?

Just trust me.
- Okay.

(knocking) Come in.

- Uncle Lamar is
here for you, Daddy.

- Oh, what's up man?

Come on.
- Hey, no, come here.

Come here. I found him, K.

White dude that touched Ingy.

- What are you talking about?

- I had David give a
few of these to my boys

and they went down to
Winton Park and they...

- Lamar, I told you
to leave it alone.

- I know what you told
me but I found him, K.

The guy on the poster,
got a tattoo on his arm.

Who're you calling?
- Detective Douglas.

- Man, put the phone
down. (line ringing)

Hey, put it down!
(phone beeping)

Before you call the police, let's just
go over there and see if it's him.

We don't want to call the police
on the wrong white dude, right?

- Ingy's catechism
is in two hours.

- You'll make it back in time.

You'll make it back.

- Hey K.
- Where is he?

- Playground.

- Don't tell me you lost him.

- He had on a green sweatshirt.
- Seriously?!

- He was there like
five minutes ago.

- Then he's still
here somewhere.

Spread out.
- Yeah.

- Okay. Turn around.

Ah...

that dress looks a lot better
on you than it did on me.

- Are you sure
you're up for this?

'Cause if you're not, it's okay.

- I could do it.
- Okay.

Take it off before it
gets wrinkled, okay?

(phone vibrating)

- Hey, I was just
about to call you.

- We're supposed to be at
the church in 20 minutes.

- I know, Alisa, I'm sorry. I'm
still dealing with this work thing.

- Kendall, you're the one
who talked her into this.

- I know. Listen, I will
meet you at the church, okay?

(sighs) Alisa?

- Fine. Hurry up.

- Alright, that's it. You have
to drop me off at the church now.

- Just a couple more minutes.
- No, now.

- K, I'll get you back in time.

- Stop talking and keep walkin'.

- Hey, hey. Wait, wait.

- Hey, that's him!

- Alright, I'm calling
Detective Douglas.

- So he can look the other
way like he did Omar Keelings?

- This us-against-the-world
business is tired, Lamar.

We're not 17 anymore.

- You want justice for
your daughter or not?

C'mon.

(groaning in effort)

Check his arm! Check his arm.

(struggling sounds)

- He's got the
tattoo! It's him!

- No! Please!

(man groaning in pain)

- You know what he did. The same thing
he'll do to someone else's daughter.

Hit him!
- No. Please.

- Hit him.

- No, please. Aah!

- That's all you
got, K? (groaning)

- Alright, enough.

- Don't stop. Don't stop!

- Enough! Enough!

(panting): Let's go.

- That's what we
do to pedophiles!

(man whimpering)

- Who you callin'? (line
ringing) Man, who you callin'?

(man): Aaah!

Shut up!

- Hey, leave him alone.

Alright, let's leave
him, let's leave him.

C'mon, bro. Leave
him, man, c'mon.

(all panting)

Man, what the hell
were you thinkin'?

- What'd you thought I was
gonna do? Slap him on the wrist?

- We did the right thing, K.

We all did.

- Man, come on.
Come on. Come on!

(man): Thank you all for coming to
support our young people tonight,

but before we begin, let's
all take a deep breath.

Hold it.

(phone vibrating)

And then let it go.

(all exhaling)

Now we can all enjoy the
silence of this sacred space

to consider the first part of the
catechism: Profession of Faith.

Because it's faith that
defines us as a community

and binds us together,

especially when
bad things happen.

And it's our faith that
reminds us to trust in Him

so that we don't have to
carry the pain and the anger

that we all sometimes feel.

What is sin?

Can you tell us, Ingrid?

- Uh...

- You can refer to your
workbook if that's easier.

- It's okay, honey.
Take your time.

(door creaking)

- Mom, how did I do?

- You did amazing tonight.

Honey, go put your PJs on, okay?

- Hey, I'm...

I'm so sorry, baby.

Daddy had a work emergency,
Mommy told you that, right?

You know, if I could have
been there I would have.

- I know.

- Honey, go put
your PJs on, okay?

I'll be in there shortly.

(sighs)
- I...

I'm so sorry, Alisa.

- Kendall, when you say you're gonna
show up for that little girl in there,

you show up.
- I do show up!

I work very hard for
this family, Alisa.

- I am not disputing that.

- Every penny I earn goes toward
building a future that we said...

- I know that.
Ingy knows it too.

- How was she?

- She was a little
bumpy at the start,

you know, then she rallied.

She was good.

And I'm...

I'm really happy that you encouraged
her to go through with it.

- Yeah.

We're gonna be fine, Kendall.

We gonna be alright.

(Kendall sighs)
- Mornin'.

(Ingy): Morning, sleepy head.
- Good mornin'.

- Man, that was the first
time I've slept since forever.

- You were just sleeping so sound I
didn't have the heart to wake you.

- Oh well, thank you.
- You're welcome.

Listen, I know you wanted
to take Ingrid to school,

but I can take her on
the way to the hospital.

- I want Daddy to drive me.

- Daddy is driving you.
What are you talkin' about?

(all laughing)
- Mmm...

What is in these pancakes that
got them tasting so good, Momma?

- Oh no, it's a secret.

- Mommies don't keep
secrets from daddies.

- No, they do not.

- Okay, fine.
(doorbell ringing)

- I'll get that.
Be right back.

(whispering): Secrets...

Detective.

- Sorry for ambushing
you like this.

Uh, may I come in?

- Yeah. Yeah,
sure. Come on in.

- Thank you.

Mrs. Gomillion.

(chuckles) Ingrid.

Hi.

- Can I have a word with you,
Mr. Gomillion? I won't be long.

- Yeah. Yeah, sure.

- I can take Ingrid to school.

Honey, Daddy will take
you to school tomorrow.

Come on. Get your backpack.

- Have a good day at
school, baby. (Alisa): Bye.

- Ingrid seems good.

- Yeah, yeah.

She's um... she's resilient.

- Well, she's got parents
who'd do anything for her.

- Well, detective, I
have to get to work soon,

so do you mind telling
me what's going on?

- We have news about the man we
believe assaulted your daughter.

A jogger found him late
last night in Winton Park.

Unconscious, multiple
contusions all over his body.

By the time the
EMTs got there...

he was dead.

- Are you sure it was him?

- We're still waiting for his
mother to make a positive ID.

She's coming in from Cleveland.

But he matches your
daughter's description.

Clyde Ellman.

Short-order cook.

Doing that kind of
harm to a man's body

takes some real anger.

Do you have any idea who
might have done this?

- Why're you asking me?

- The first question a homicide
cop asks is who's got motive.

- So what you're really
asking is if I did it.

- Did you?

- No.

Because it struck
me as a little odd

when I heard you missed your
daughter's catechism last night.

- How do you know that?

- Father Southgate.

- I was at work. We
had a work emergency.

- Yeah, place
must've been on fire.

I know how much
Ingrid means to you.

- Well, the job
pays the mortgage.

- I hear that.
Yeah. (chuckles)

You have someone who can
confirm that you were at work?

- Yeah. Sure.

- Well, you have their
contact information?

- Yeah, Lamar and David Perry.

We were all at the
warehouse together.

- Well, send me their
contact information.

I'm good for now.

- Thanks for letting me know.

- Anything comes up,
you've got my number.

- Yeah.

(door closing)

- He wanted us to
hear it from him first

before we saw it on the news.

- Does he know who did
it or why he was m...

- Uh, he didn't say
and I didn't ask.

- You didn't ask?
You're not curious?

Honey, you've been all
over him since it happened.

- Alisa, look, I just
got to work and I'm late.

We'll talk about it later, okay?

- Kendall?

- Lamar, David, in
my office right now.

Close the door.

He's dead.

The guy in the park.

We killed him.

Detective Douglas
came by my house.

He knew about Ingy's catechism,
and he knew I wasn't there.

(sighs)

He even asked me point
blank if I did it.

- What'd you say?

- Told him I was here at
the warehouse with you two.

- Okay. Then we're good.

- He's not done. He's gonna
reach out to you both.

- And we'll say exactly
what you just said.

- I don't know, man.

I think we need to just
tell him it was an accident.

I mean, we didn't
mean to kill the guy.

- You think he'll believe us?
- It's the truth.

- Hey, yo, that punk ass cop
can suspect all he wants.

If he had any real evidence,
you'd already be locked up.

- I ain't goin' back to prison.

I'll die before I go back.

- We... we killed a man.

- A man who needed killing.

Who molested your daughter!
- Put a pause on that, Lamar.

All this talk about the police,

and me defending my daughter
and gettin' her justice,

that's why we're
into this right now.

- So now you puttin' this on me?

- Yeah, I'm puttin' it on you.
- Stop it. Both of you!

The last thing we need is
to be gettin' at each other.

- You know what?
He's right, K.

Listen, we just
stick to our stories,

watch each other's backs,
and this'll all blow over.

Okay?

Trust me.

Okay?

- Yeah.
- We good? Yeah.

- Dear Lord Jesus Christ,

when I am uncertain
what I should do,

guide me along your path.

Help me to be
attentive to your voice

as you guide me through life.

For you are my Savior,

you have rescued me from sin.

Shine the light of
your love into me.

Bring clarity to my mind

through your mighty name.

Amen. (congregants): Amen.

- I just left your house.

(Father Southgate):
Show me how...

- Your wife said I
might find you here.

(Father Southgate): Protect
me from darkness and dispair.

We look to you to
find the true way.

- You went to my house?

- After I talked to your boys.

You all go way back, huh?

- We grew up together.

- Yeah, they said what you said.

That you were all together

when Clyde Ellman
was beaten to death.

- Cool, then what else
do you need to hear?

- How about the truth?

I get this whole
Three-Musketeer loyalty thing,

but you don't need me to tell you
that Lamar's spinning in circles,

going nowhere?

And his brother, David, c'mon...

is he always so jittery?

- Cops make black men nervous.

You should know that.

- Here's what I do know.

Three people telling the same
story doesn't make it true.

But it does make it easier
to take that story apart.

Reading people, that's my job.

And my read is,

you're a good man caught
up in a bad situation.

- I told you before...

- And I am telling you now,

if the law cuts you
any slack at all,

it'll be because you told
me what happened that night.

What really happened.

I am your last best chance
to get through this.

The forensic report
comes in tomorrow.

And there's no way that a beating
like that doesn't have hard evidence.

So whoever did
this will go down.

The only question is
how hard they fall.

So let me help
you, Mr. Gomillion.

And who knows?

Maybe you'll even get to
walk Ingrid down the aisle.

- I told you already.

I had a work emergency.

- Yo, you think
Kendall told him?

(crickets chirring)

(groaning in pain)

(struggling sounds) (Kendall
takes a deep breath.)

(door creaking)

- I've been calling
you for three hours.

- I thought you...
you'd be sleeping,

I didn't want to wake you.

- You thought I'd be sleeping?

Now tell me why that detective
came here a second time

and why weren't you
answering your phone.

And Kendall, please don't
even think of lying to me.

- I wasn't at work.

The night of Ingy's catechism...

I was with Lamar and
David in Winton Park...

because they said they had found
the man who molested Ingrid.

- Oh God, Kendall.

- I only went down there to
make sure it was really him.

You know Lamar loves
to stretch the truth.

So we were just gonna hold
him until the police came

but then he started running...

and we chased him down

and Lamar started beating him.

- You didn't stop him?

Did you even try?

- Lamar had me so wound up about
what that man did to our little girl,

I started hittin' him too.

- Oh, Kendall, no.

(crying): And it felt good.

Until it didn't.

And I stopped and I
swear to you, Alisa,

I swear on my life, the
man wasn't that bad.

(sniffling)

But then Lamar, he
kept kicking him

and he wouldn't stop.

And it took me and David to
both pull him off the man,

and even then I
didn't think he was...

(crying)

- Kendall.

- I went to...

Father Southgate, to ask
him what I should do.

I couldn't bring
myself to tell him.

So I just kept walking

and I wound up in Winton Park.

- Okay. You know what?

It's... it's... it's
gonna be alright, baby.

Okay.

You listen to me,

you're gonna tell that detective
everything you just told me.

- I can't.

I can't do it, Alisa.

Me, Lamar and David, we
said we were together.

We were each other's alibis.
- No. No!

Lamar took that
man's life, not you.

He took a life that
wasn't his to take.

- Lamar will die if he
goes back to prison.

- And is he wor...

is he worth your daughter
growing up without a father?

- He's my best friend, Alisa.

- Lamar has not been your
friend in a long time.

You give and he takes.

And now he's made you
an accessory to murder.

- Stop yelling.
You woke me up.

- Hey, I'm sorry, sweetie.

Alright, just go back
to bed, okay? It's okay.

It's okay.

- No, Father, I'm... I'm fine.

I'll be fine.

- I'll be here if you need me.
- Yeah, okay.

Thanks.
- Goodbye.

- Uh, Father Southgate has to
give someone their last rites.

But we're gonna
go in without him

and he'll get here
when he gets here.

- Okay.
- Alright.

- Alright.

(indistinct chatter)

(Alisa): Okay.

- Excuse me.

We're here to see
Detective Douglas.

Kendall Gomillion.

- Have a seat.
- Thanks.

- Hey...

you know that your whole life,

you've done everything right.

Except this... this one time

and you are making it right.

You know you are
doing the right thing.

- I can't have Ingy hating me.

- Uh! She will never hate you.

She will understand that
her daddy made a mistake,

and that he did the right
thing by facing up to it.

She may not get it right
away, but she will in time.

I will make sure of that, baby.

Okay? I promise.

- Thank you.
- I love you.

Hey, sweetie. (Detective
clears throat)

- Uh, hey, detective,
uh, listen,

I... I wasn't
forthcoming earlier

but I am here to set
the record straight.

I'm willing to take whatever
I've got coming to me.

I'm just hoping that you
can help me like you said.

I'm not sure I can
help you anymore.

- Wha... what do you mean?

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Gomillion.

I really tried to
help. I really tried.

- Wait, wait, I
don't understand.

What changed?

What did... what
did he tell you?

What... what did you tell them?

- Mr. Gomillion, you're under arrest
for the murder of Clyde Ellman.

(Alisa): No!
- What did he tell you?

- Officer Martin will read
you your Miranda Rights.

- You have the right to remain silent...
- Lamar, what did you tell him?

- Kendall was real messed up
after what happened to Ingrid

and... and... and he
kept talkin' about

how the police wasn't
gonna do anything,

and he had to... to... to...
take control of things himself.

- By hunting down Clyde Ellman
and beating him to death?

- Nah... He told us

that he just wanted
to hold onto the man

until the police came but...

- He beat him to death instead.

- Mr. Mingoe?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he... he... he
beat him to death.

- I'll bring you in as soon
as your lawyer gets here.

- Thank you, Detective.

- A friend who has given
y'all as much as Kendall has,

it must be hard,

turning in a friend like that.

- It's hard as hell.

- I'll call your lawyer.

(door creaking)

(door closing)

- You know this
ain't right, man.

- It was him or me.

- What about Ingrid?

What about Alisa?
- What about me?

I'm your brother. You keep
talkin' about Kendall.

What about your blood?

- We've heard from Detective
Douglas and your brother

about Mr. Gomillion's
anger and obsession.

Is that how you would characterize
Mr. Gomillion's state of mind?

- Yes, sir.
- And yet

you believed him when he told
you that all he wanted to do

was detain Mr. Ellman
until the police arrived.

- I did.
- Why?

- Well, Kendall's always
been true to his word.

I mean, the man has 23
people working for him,

never misses church,
owns his own home,

so when he went after
that man like a pitbull,

I didn't know what...
- That's a lie.

- I won't tolerate any
disruptions in my courtroom.

- But you'll tolerate his lies?

- Counsel, please continue.

- Thank you, Your Honor.

Can you tell the court why
you covered for Mr. Gomillion?

- I was scared.

- Scared?
- Yeah.

After I saw what
he was capable of,

I didn't want to take any
risks at betraying him.

- You lying son of a...

(gavel banging) Order.

- I will kill you.
- Kendall, no!

- You hear me.
- Please!

- I will kill you, Lamar!
I'll kill you, Lamar.

I swear it. I will
kill you, you hear me.

This is my family, Lamar!

- This court is adjourned until
I have order in my courtroom!

- You did this, Lamar.
This is my family!

I will kill you.

Do you hear me?
I will kill you.

- Calm down, sir.
(Kendall): I will kill you.

You did this. (crying)

(handcuffs rattling)

- Alright, let's go.

- C.P.D.

Officers, I'd like to have
a moment with Mr. Gomillion.

I believe you, Kendall.

I believe your friends lied,
and I believe you told the truth

but you just had too many
things workin' against you.

- I should've taken the chance
you gave me, so it's on me.

- Ah no, we all make
mistakes. All of us.

I looked away once

and a young black man

paid the price.

Omar Keelings...

He never got justice because I looked away
and I'm not gonna let that happen again.

I'm gonna keep looking
until I break that story.

Until I find whatever I need
to find to make this right.

You have my word.

I'll do what I can for him.
- Thank you.