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[somber music playing]

Okay. You ready?

- It's beautiful.
- [both chuckle]

- Where'd you find this?
- [chuckles] It's cute, right?

[chuckles] Aw! I love this!

- So cute.
- [both chuckle]

It's perfect! [chuckles]

It would've been,
you know, a lot for me.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

It's perfect.

You're perfect.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

[man laughing]

Are they here already?

They're like 30 minutes early.

- Why are they... What?
- Hey.

It's okay.

I love it.

Yeah?

I'll be honest. Ally and I, you know...

we weren't sure about
whether to have this party...

but together
there's nothing we can't overcome.

You're the strongest woman I know.

I love you more than anything.

And I'm so damn excited
to keep building our lives together.

- Me too. I love you.
- Love you.

Why don't you ever say
anything like that about me?

Thank you all for being here. Thank you.

- Vitamins are on the table.
- Oh.

Thank you, baby.

[exhales]

It was a nice party.

- Yeah.
- Think everyone had a good time.

Yeah. You deserve it.

You're just buttering me up
before you abandon me.

I wish I could delay it again.

- I know.
- I don't wanna leave you here.

You just go to the judge

and tell him something
wildly inappropriate

and then come back to me.

- I will. Mm-hmm.
- Oh, you will?

- Oh, you will? Like what?
- Yeah. I got some...

- I'll say... [chuckles]
- What?

I'll say we're having
a big old orgy tomorrow night

and they're all invited. [laughs]

- Ow!
- No, no, no. Be careful. Careful.

- All right. That got me too excited.
- [laughs]

All right.

Hey.

- Oh. Sorry. Sorry, sorry.
- Hey.

[man on radio] Just a reminder
to send in those mail-in ballots soon.

We're only two weeks out
from election date, folks,

and every ballot matters.

So, be sure to get yours in
before it's too late.

[woman on phone] Faith, come on.
Polling has you at a 46 point deadlock

with 8% of voters still undecided.

We need to push your plan to reduce
the crime rate in order to pull ahead.

But this case is my campaign.

He's a dangerous criminal
with a long history of violence.

I put James Sythe away, we win.

[sighs] If you lose,
you lose your shot at being DA.

- All right. I got to go.
- Faith...

[sighs in exasperation]

There she is.

Hey. Excuse me!

You dropped this.

Oh. I did. Oh, my God. Thank you.
You're a lifesaver.

- No worries. Have a good day.
- Yeah. You too.

Where do I go for jury duty?

Go down there.

Thanks.

[bailiff] All right, guys. Eyes up.

Pay attention.

[man over video] Hello.
I'd like to welcome you as a juror

in the Georgia Court System.

As a juror, you protect the right
of every person to a trial by jury.

The right to a trial by jury
is a cornerstone of our democracy.

That right is protected
by the United States constitution.

[man] There she is.

Sugar-free vanilla with skim.

Ah, you're good.

Can I get you something else?

You got something for me?

Uh... Okay. Voluntary manslaughter
with a recommendation of 20 years,

15 to serve, followed by
five on probation.

Wow. That's a hell of a deal.

I will even waive the recidivist statute
if he pleads before we strike the jury.

And admit to something he didn't do?

[chuckles] Save it for the jury.

Better yet, why don't you
plead your guy out

and say, free for your caseload?

Look...

my client wants a trial.

Well, then, you're wasting my time
and your client's. Last chance.

After you.

The case you're about to hear
is an alleged homicide.

The state is charging
James Michael Sythe with malice murder

for the death of Kendall Alice Carter.

Now, if any of you have
a personal relationship with the accused

and/or the deceased
that will prohibit you

from serving on this panel
in an unbiased manner,

please speak now.

Yes.

He used to ride my bus.

And when was this?

I don't know. Few years ago.

Okay. Then there's no reason
we can't leave it there.

I think you'll make a fine juror.

Does anyone else think
that they're incapable

of serving on this panel?

Yes.

Uh... Your Honor,
my wife is in the third trimester

of a high-risk pregnancy.

I'd like to be available to her.

Well, that's commendable.

What hours do you normally work?

Nine to six, typically.

Then you have my word that this court

will not demand one minute more
of your time than that.

Yeah.

See, the fact that
you don't want to be here

is exactly what makes you

the perfect group to judicate this case.

You are impartial.

You have no skin in the game.
Nothing to gain or lose.

And that is why
I believe that this process,

as flawed as it may be,

is still our best chance
at finding justice.

Do you work, Mrs. Aldworth?

Well, I had the toughest job there is.

I raised two kids
and just sent them off to college.

- Ah. Congratulations.
- Thank you.

And have you ever
served on a jury before?

Twice. Both were mistrials.

Twice. Okay. Okay.

[Eric] Mr. King.

Have you ever had a physical altercation
with a significant other?

Are you gonna ask that question
to every guy in this courtroom?

If I have to, I will.

I know these questions
can be very personal...

Nah, man.

That ain't me.

Thank you, sir.

[Faith] How long have you lived
in the area, Mr. Chicowski?

About ten years.

And you, uh...
Oh, you run a flower shop?

Yeah. With my wife.

Mr. Robinson, it says here

your wife has primary custody
of your daughter.

Is that correct?

Yeah.

Do you mind if I ask you
who ended the marriage?

She did.

Thank you. All you.

Mr. Kemp.

And you're a magazine writer?

[Justin] That's right.

What kind of articles do you write?

Features, mostly.

So, you write about a variety of topics?

Yes.

Ever written about a murder trial?

Uh... Well, I write for
a regional lifestyle magazine

so it's not exactly Vanity Fair.

[jurors chuckling]

Take that as a no.

Being a writer,
I imagine you read a lot.

You've read anything about this case?

No. No.
Today's the first I've heard about it.

Well, then, I think you'll make

a perfectly acceptable
member of this jury.

All right. Does the defense
accept or challenge?

We accept him, Your Honor.

Good. Please enter Justin Kemp

as juror number two.

- [Justin] Hey.
- [Allison] Hi!

- [Justin] Hi.
- How did it go?

- No.
- I got picked.

No. I'm so sorry.

I know.

What happened to "wildly inappropriate"?

- Well, I'm saving that for you.
- Oh, yeah?

They said it'll be a short trial.

I feel like they always say that,

- but I hope so.
- I know.

How was your day?

- It was okay. I did this.
- Yeah?

Yeah? It's good progress. Looks good.

- Thank you.
- All day?

- No, this did not take me all day.
- Yeah.

I watched a documentary...

- and I peed 94 times.
- What about?

- Ninety-four? Okay.
- And I ate some ice.

- Can I have some more?
- You need some more? Ice?

- Yeah.
- Ice. Coming up. All right.

[exhales deeply]

The people need to know
how I'll make this city safer.

And women need to know that

if they're in an abusive relationship,
their community has their back.

The rest? The rest is noise.
So, thank you.

[clapping and cheering]

Thank you, guys. Thank you for coming.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Thank you. Hey! Thank you so much.

Thank you. I really appreciate it.
Thank you so much. Yeah.

- [sighs] Hey.
- Hey.

Nice speech.

Thanks.

"Justice is truth in action"?

Professor Nielsen.

Yeah. No. Yeah, I remember.

You still believe it?

Of course.

All right. As long as it doesn't
get in the way of a win, though, right?

Oh, my God. If you got something to say,
Eric, just say it.

Mm. I'm saying, he...
You know, he loves you.

You were his favorite student.

Are you really going there?

- Yeah, I'm going there.
- Oh, my God!

And now you're a...

What?

I'm a what?

A politician.

[Judge Thelma] Good morning.

We will begin with opening statements.
Ms. Killebrew.

Okay. The facts of the case are these.

One year ago, on October 25th,
the defendant,

James Sythe, and his then-girlfriend,
Kendall Carter,

went drinking at Rowdy's Hideaway
on Old Quarry Road.

[rock music playing]

Come on. I walked all the way up there
to get it.

- Take the drink.
- I'm already drunk, babe.

[indistinct conversation]

[Faith] Things got tense.

They had a fight.

- [Kendall] Not fair what you're doing.
- [James] Hey, leave it alone.

[Kendall]
What the hell is wrong with you?

[James] I've already told you.
We're not moving in together.

[Kendall] I'm not...

- What is wrong with it?
- Stop pushing me.

I'm not pushing you.

I said stop pushing!

Jesus Christ.

[Faith] She stormed out of the bar,
and he followed her.

The fight escalated,
and things quickly got out of control.

Hey.

What the hell are you doing?

- What are you doing?
- Get away from me.

Don't touch me.

- Screw you!
- Are you kidding me?

[Eric] It was par for the course.

They'd argue. They'd break up.

And they'd make up the next day
after they both had calmed down.

It was basically a game.

[Faith] Now, this couple
had a history of violent interactions

but this time she was serious.

She was done with him.

So, she left
and headed down the road, on foot.

[Eric] So, this was just
another typical night of drama.

So, James Sythe got in his car
and he drove home.

He flew into a violent rage

and followed Kendall Carter
down the road...

where he proceeded to kill her.

[cell phone chimes]

[grunts]

[tires screeching]

[Faith] He beat her viciously.

He pushed her over a railing
to the creek below...

and left her to die.

[Eric] James Sythe didn't attack her,

and he couldn't have pushed her

because he wasn't there.

[Faith] James Sythe...

took an innocent life.

James Sythe...

is an innocent man.

Thank you.

[retching]

[toilet flushing]

[faucet running]

Damn, man.

- You... You all right?
- Mm-hmm.

[spitting]

Yeah. Just those crime scene pictures.

Never had a strong stomach. [sniffs]

Yeah.

All right. Well, you have a good night.

You too.

God grant me the serenity to accept
the things that I cannot change,

the courage to change
the things that I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

Great work, everybody.

Keep coming back.

- It works if you work it.
- It works if you work it.

Great job, everybody.

Right on, bro!

Hey, Justin.

Hey!

You were quiet tonight.

Yeah. I've got a lot on my mind.

Yeah, I can tell.
You want to talk about it?

Okay, look, whatever it is,
my advice is the same.

You know what to do.

We're only as sick as our secrets.

- Yeah.
- Okay, I'm always here for you.

[keyboard clacking]

[man] Working late?

Be out of your way in a minute.

Nah, take as long as you want.
I'll come back.

[objects clattering]

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Sorry I'm late.
- That's okay.

How was the meeting?

It was good.

I stayed after
to talk with Larry for a bit.

You okay? Your heart.

- Hmm?
- Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Everything's going to be fine.

We're going to be a family soon.

[Justin] Hmm.

Very soon, I hope. [chuckles]

[tires screeching]

[panting] What the...

I'd seen them in there before.
A couple times. Um...

It was always the same thing.

They would start off fun and flirty,
and then,

after a few drinks, things would change.

Change, how?

That night, she came in

trying to talk to him,
like, seriously, you know?

But he wasn't having it.

- What's wrong with you?
- What, do you want me to disagree?

No. I want you to say,
"I love you, too."

- I basically did.
- I want you to say, "I love you, too."

Read between the goddamn lines,
I said, "Yeah."

- [Kendall] What lines?
- [James] I'm sick of this shit.

[Kendall] What lines
are you talking about?

- [James] Hey, get out of my face!
- [glass breaking]

[woman] He got mad. Like, scary.

She leaves.

He follows her outside.
So I started filming.

Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

What are you doing?

I want to go home.

- I don't want to do this anymore.
- Do what?

[Kendall] I'm done. You're embarrassing!

[James] What are you talking about?
Who cares what these idiots think?

What are you going to do? Hit me?

- Relax. I'm sorry.
- Don't touch me.

- It was...
- What are you going to do?

- How dare you?
- Are you kidding me?

Bring it on!

You better get the fuck
out of here right now.

Fine, walk home, in the rain,
you stupid bitch!

- And, Kendall, we ain't over!
- I'm done, James.

So she left...

then what happened?

He followed her out of the parking lot
and onto Old Quarry Road.

Thank you.
No further questions, Your Honor.

So you saw him
walk down Old Quarry Road?

Yes.

Did you know that his car was
parked down on Old Quarry Road?

No.

No.

Were you drinking that night?

Objection, Your Honor.

Overruled.

Were you drinking that night?

Yes.

So you don't know how far he followed
her down Old Quarry Road, do you?

No. Uh, at that point, I had
stopped filming and I went back inside.

No more questions.

[Judge Thelma]
Does the State have any more questions?

No more questions, Your Honor.

[Judge Thelma]
Thank you. You may step down.

I was at the bar till close.

I didn't see either one of them
come back in.

And then the next day, I opened,
and I did what I always do.

I took the night's trash
out to the dumpster.

Miss! Miss! I'm sorry. I need your help.

Because of the rain the night before,

the trails were all muddy and wet.

So I had to cut up to Old Quarry
by the bridge

in order to get back to the road.

[birds cawing]

Right. And just to be clear, when you
found Kendall Carter, she was dead?

Her head was in a pool of blood.

It was awful.

Thank you for your testimony, Mr. Reed.
I know it isn't easy.

That's all I have.

Mr. Resnick, your witness.

Mr. Reed, you hike those trails
in the woods frequently, don't you?

Yes, sir.

Twice a week at least.

In your opinion, is the hike down
the hillside difficult?

Yes.

I assume you wear hiking boots when
you hike, Mr. Reed? Is that correct?

Of course.

This is a picture of Kendall Carter...

the morning you found her,
below Old Quarry Road.

Can you please tell us
what kind of shoes she's wearing?

Looks like heels.

Heels.

And if she's walking along the edge of
Old Quarry Road

in a blinding rainstorm
at night, in heels,

and she suddenly lost her footing,
it'd be next to impossible

to prevent herself from falling,
isn't that correct?

Yes.

Thank you.

[man] She landed
in a posterior position,

which suggests

she was pushed as opposed to a fall.

Rigor mortis indicated the victim
had been dead for around nine hours.

And the cause of death?

The severity of
her skull fractures suggests

she was struck with
a non-specific blunt instrument.

And the manner of death?

Homicide.

[Faith] Thank you. No more questions.

The witness is yours, Mr. Resnick.

Is it possible that
she sustained her head injuries

from hitting the rocks?

Possible, sure, but in my professional
opinion, it's not likely.

But possible.

That's all from me.

Thank you for your testimony.
You may step down.

On October 25th of last year,
you lived on Old Quarry Road.

- Correct?
- Yes.

And do you remember anything unusual
happening that evening?

I saw a man
get out of his car in a storm.

Do you remember what time that was?

It was 11:48 on the button.

I looked at the clock.

I heard thunder,
and so I went to the window,

and lightning lit up the sky.

There he was.

What was he doing?

He looked around, he went over
to the side of the road.

Peered over the railing...

got back in his car, and drove off.

And is that man
you saw that night, here,

in the courtroom today, do you know?

Can you point him out?

Yes, he is here today.

That's him right there.

Let the record reflect
that the witness has

identified the man he saw
as the defendant,

James Michael Sythe.

No more questions, Your Honor.

All right. This feels like a good time
to break for the day.

This court is in recess until
9:00 a.m. tomorrow morning when we will

pick up here where we left off.

[birds chirping]

Justin, what's going on?

I need a lawyer.

Okay. Give me a dollar.

And I'm not joking,
that gives us attorney-client privilege.

Take a seat.

So I... I went to clear my head,
and found myself at Rowdy's Hideaway...

Ordered a drink, and sat there
for a while, then I got up and left.

I got to the car. It was raining.

I turned back onto Old Quarry,
I went about

a quarter of a mile and I hit something.

I got out of the car,
and I looked around.

I checked, I didn't see anything,

and I figured it was a deer
that ran off,

and then I got back in the car,
and went home.

Okay, what's the problem?

I got called for jury duty.
The Kendall Carter case?

They found her body in a creek bed...

about a quarter mile from
Rowdy's Hideaway last October.

What are you telling me?

Maybe I didn't hit a deer.

I... I don't know what to do.

You were at a bar and you had a drink?

Yes, but I didn't touch it.

Doesn't matter.

Given your history,
there isn't a jury in the world

that would believe you were sober.

But if I was coming forward voluntarily,
that has to count for something, right?

If I come forward
and I tell them the truth...

Then your prior DUls,
and the fact that you were at a bar

gives the State reason to charge you
with first degree vehicular homicide...

or even felony murder.

That's 30 years to life.

What?

If you were to come forward right now,
you will be completely screwed.

That's it?

I'm sorry.

The defense calls James Sythe,
Your Honor.

[Judge Thelma]
Please raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth,

so help you God?

Yes, Your Honor.

All right. Have a seat.

Please state your name for the record.

James Michael Sythe.

[Judge Thelma]
Mr. Resnick, your witness.

Okay, James, let's talk about what
happened the night of October 25th.

Can you tell us what happened?

Yeah. Um...

Kendall and I went to Rowdy's
to have a few drinks, get some food.

We were having fun, shots and pool,
played some darts, you know.

Now there's been testimony that
you guys argued.

You don't deny that, do you?

No. No, yeah.

She got really drunk and she was...

She was giving me a hard time.

What do you mean?

She'd been going on about us moving in
together for a couple of weeks and I...

just kept telling her that
I didn't think that I was ready.

We'll see.

- We'll see.
- What do you mean "We'll see"?

[James] And she just wasn't having it.

She said I didn't love her.

And she stormed out.

And then what happened?

We argued in the parking lot.

- I don't want to do this anymore.
- Do what?

I want to go home.

I'm done.

Fine. Get out of here. Go walk home.

Go walk home then. In the rain.

And she was just
out of her head, you know?

Screaming at me and walked off.

[Eric] And what did you do?

[James] Followed her, at first,
but it was cold, it was raining.

I remember getting in my car.

So I was parked next to

mile marker 217.

My niece is born February 17th,
so that just...

I don't know,
pulled me out of everything,

then turned around, and just drove home.

And we'd see each other the next day,
and we'd work it out...

like always.

Look, was I stupid?

For not wanting to move in with her?

So I could see her face every day?

Absolutely, yeah.

But I could never put
my hands on her like that.

I couldn't do that to her.

I loved her.

Now, look, I understand...

with my past, and the mistakes
that I've made,

I know what you're thinking, I do.
And I get it.

But I'm...

I'm not that guy anymore.

Okay, I've changed.

I left that life behind me, and
I thought I was doing really good.

I don't know what happened.

I went home. I drove home.

I know how difficult
this is for you, James.

You take your time, and...

let me know when you're ready.

I'm good.

I'm gonna show you a video now, okay?

And then I'm gonna
ask you some questions.

[James] It's fine. I'm not mad.
Why didn't you say it to me?

Did you see that?

- That's for you.
- [Kendall] That's my guy.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Did you miss or make it?

- [Kendall] No, I didn't make it.
- You missed it.

Well, let me help you.
You're good luck. Come here.

[Kendall] I was.

[James] Okay, turn that shit off.

[Kendall] Okay.

[Eric] Who took that video?

Kendall.

When?

October 25th.

Of last year.

And where?

At Rowdy's Hideaway.

Thank you, James. No more questions.

Prosecution, your witness.

Mr. Sythe, you just stated that
you loved Kendall Carter.

Is that right?

More than anything.

And on the night of October 25th,

you and Kendall
drove to Rowdy's Hideaway.

Is that right?

We took my car, yeah.

And when you got there, the two of you
started drinking, is that right?

Yeah. It's a bar.

And then the two of you started arguing.

Is that right?

Yeah.

And during this argument,
you knocked a beer bottle off the table.

Is that right?

Yeah, it was an accident.

And then she left,
and you went after her.

Is that right?

Yeah.

And outside,
the argument continued, and...

it is your sworn testimony,
that you left Kendall Carter alone

to walk down a narrow two-lane road
in the dark, drunk,

in the pouring rain,
in the middle of a thunderstorm.

Is that how you treat someone you love?

No more questions, Your Honor.

Are there any further questions
from the defense?

No, Your Honor. The defense rests.

Thank you for your testimony,
you can step down.

[Judge Thelma] Members of the jury,
the evidence in this case is now closed.

Attorneys, you may give
your closing arguments at this time.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury...

Kendall Carter's murder
was a savage crime...

committed by an evil man.

An innocent man.

An innocent man who was shattered...

from losing the love of his life.

We have an eyewitness who saw him
at the crime scene at the time of death.

In the middle of the night,
in a blinding rainstorm,

it could have been anyone.

When she broke up with him that night
and he realized she meant it,

he snapped.

And so, he bludgeoned her.

No murder weapon was recovered. Nothing.

Nothing.

The defendant's DNA
was all over the victim.

No one else's.

[Eric] The State says there was DNA.
Of course, there was DNA. Of course.

They were a couple.

[Faith] Yeah, of course,
they were a couple.

Until they weren't.

James Sythe bravely took the stand

and admitted to some difficult truths.

[Faith] That? [scoffs]

That was all a performance,
nothing else.

[Eric] Look...

I think we can all agree on this.

The person responsible
for Kendall Carter's death

deserves to face justice.

That person is James Sythe.

[Eric] But that person...

that evil man, is still out there.

[Faith] All I ask is that you deliver
a verdict that speaks the truth.

The truth about
what happened to Kendall.

The truth about what happened
on Old Quarry Road that night.

And the truth about him.

And the truth about him...

is that James Michael Sythe is guilty.

Find him guilty.

[Eric] The truth is, James Sythe

is not guilty.

Find James Sythe not guilty.

Thank you.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Excuse me, everyone.

If nobody objects,
I'd really like to throw

my name into the ring
to be the forewoman.

I've served on multiple juries.
I know the ropes.

- I'm cool with it.
- Sure!

Okay, great. Thanks.

Okay. So, right now we can do
one of two things.

We can vote and talk

or talk and vote.

I suggest that we just vote and just get
an idea where we all stand.

- Does that sound good?
- Yeah.

- Agreed.
- Okay. So, I vote "guilty."

Yes, ma'am. Me, too.

Me three.
This whole thing is such a shame.

Yeah. I definitely think that he did it.

Definitely.

I agree.

Everything fits together.

Yeah. Let him rot.

Amen.

Nine. So, that is nine for guilty.

You, sir? Hi.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah, guilty's cool.

Okay.

And... You, sir? How about you?

Kid should have pled out.

And then there was one.

[sighs]

All right. So...

what's it gonna be? You with us or what?

[exhales]

Don't you want to get home
to your pregnant wife?

Of course I do.

All right. So, what's the problem?

You know, this is somebody's life
we're dealing with.

Shouldn't we at least talk about it?

This is a joke.

No, it's... Look, it's a deliberation.

You are ready
to send this man to prison,

maybe forever, just like that?

[Marcus] And?

I heard the facts of the case. Did you?

[Yolanda] Yeah, right.

The lawyer didn't prove,
beyond a reasonable doubt,

that he was innocent.

Well, he doesn't have to.

The burden of proof
is on the prosecution.

Does anyone have even the slightest
hesitation that James Sythe is guilty?

I mean...

Look, if you have to think,
you aren't sure.

No.

What I'm sure of is, I got
three kids at home I got to get back to.

Look, we all have lives.

- None of us want to be here.
- Okay.

How about we...

Why don't you just tell us
what your issue is or your issues are...

and then we can all talk through it?

I don't have an issue.

Okay. So, you just like
pissing me off, then? Or what?

No. Look, I... I have questions.

[Marcus] Nah.

That's just your guilt talking.

What do you mean?

You want to go home to your little
neighborhood and tell them...

"We did right by that boy.

We gave him a fair shake,
just like anybody else."

[man] Whoa, man. Hold up.

Why're you getting on him like that?

Hey, mind your own damn business,
all right, little fella?

- Excuse me?
- That's enough. Both of you.

Please, Mr. Kemp, go on.

Thank you, ma'am.

All I'm trying to say is, let's put
everything else aside for a minute

and just remember two key points. Um...

One, Sythe went to trial
instead of taking a plea,

and two, he testified
instead of taking the fifth.

Right? I mean...

it doesn't mean he's innocent,

but I think he's earned
just a few hours of our time,

just to be sure.

Uh, he's right.

You're right. We should take the time
and we should go over it.

Fine. Fine, but it's a waste of time.

Any other group
of 12 people would arrive

at the exact same decision we did.

[Yolanda] Mm-hmm. That part right there.

The State has the truth on its side.

James Sythe is going
to pay for what he did.

And I will get justice
for Kendall Carter

and every woman who is a victim
of domestic abuse.

How do you feel about the latest polling
that a verdict in the Sythe trial

carries a five-point swing
in the district attorney race?

Oh, come on.
You know I can't comment on that.

Okay. Thank you, everybody.

So, I'm just going to start
with what I think

is the most damning evidence.

Which was, the man who saw
Sythe on the road...

at the railing, directly above where
Kendall Carter's body was found.

Yes, exactly.

So, what's left to even talk about?

Well, he was a few hundred feet away
looking from across the bridge.

And it was the middle of the night,
and through pouring rain.

Yeah. And I've actually done a bunch of
landscaping work up there.

That whole area is covered by trees.
It'd be hard to see.

The man made a positive identification.

Yeah, but dude's kinda ancient, though.

Well, this old bird has 20-20 vision
with my glasses.

[Yolanda] Come on, y'all.

It's his testimony. He's not lying.
I mean, why would he lie?

And the question here means
that we think he's lying.

I don't think he's lying.

You think he's lying?

- No, I don't think he's lying...
- [Yolanda] Okay.

So, what the hell are we talking about?

Look, I'm just saying... Okay. The man,
he saw somebody at the railing, right?

Can we all agree on that?

- Yeah.
- Yes.

Okay. So, isn't it possible

that he saw someone
other than James Sythe?

Mm-mm. No, we can go back and forth

all day on possibilities.
That's not helpful.

- Well, I think we should.
- No, no, no.

No. That's not our job.
Our job is to just weigh the facts.

Okay. Fact. 32 percent of homicides
occur between domestic partners.

Fact, the police arrested James Sythe
two days after they found the body.

Fact, they never questioned
any other suspects.

You watch too much TV, old man.

Okay.

You're a cop?

I was.

22 years. Robbery-homicide.

Finally took the buyout,

came down here to get away
from those brutal Midwest winters

and be closer to the grandkids.

Why didn't you tell the lawyers?

'Cause nobody asked.

[chuckles] How about that?
Well, their loss is our gain.

So, what are you thinking, Officer?

Detective. Um...

Look, I think...

it seems to me like the police,
you know, followed the evidence,

found their guy, built their case.

Okay. So, what's wrong with that?

It may be nothing,
but tunnel vision like that

can really bite you in the ass.

They feed Sythe to that eyewitness, so,
of course, that's who he IDs.

Now, they're sure they've got their guy,

so they just ignore anything
that doesn't help their case.

They stop asking questions.

Confirmation bias.

- Yeah, confirmation bias. Exactly.
- Confirmation bias.

There's no bad intentions.

It's just a bunch of people
trying to do the right thing,

and they can't see everything
they're doing wrong.

It's a good point.

And what about this blunt instrument
murder weapon they kept talking about?

The prosecutor said
they couldn't recover it.

So, he got rid of it. That's easy to do.

Or he could have killed her with
something other than a blunt instrument.

Like what?

Like a car?

It could have been a hit-and-run.

[Justin] Oh, shit.

- Here. Let me help.
- I'm sorry. Sorry.

You know, that's a really,
really good theory. Hit-and-run.

Yeah.

I mean, it's raining, it's night.

Visibility's got to be terrible.

Well, we know it was slippery,
from that hiker's testimony.

Wandering around in the dark in heels?
Kids today...

Um... It explains how she could have
ended up in a creek.

Mm-hmm. Okay. So, Sythe mowed her down
instead of bashing her head in?

What are we talking about here?
What difference does it make?

The guy is a piece of shit.

Look, my gut is telling me that
that kid is not a killer.

- Okay. The other day, you voted guilty.
- [Yolanda] Mm-hmm.

No. No, I never said guilty. I said

he should have taken a plea bargain.

He's got a weak case.

[Yolanda]
Well, maybe there's a reason for that.

Yeah. It's called a public defender.

I mean, nothing against this guy.
He seems pretty smart,

but the PDs are working ten times
the caseload of the DA's office

on a fraction of the budget.

It's just not a fair fight.

Yeah, well, nothing is anymore.

We'll just do the best we can.

I hear you.

And I got 22 years on the street
that is telling me...

there's a lot more to this case
than we know.

All right. Then, if you were still
a detective, what would you do?

Yeah.

All right, y'all. That's it for today.

See you back here at 9:00 a.m.,
Monday morning.

Oh. And I almost forgot.
Happy Halloween.

[all] Happy Halloween!

Hey!

Yeah, it has been a minute.

But I was hoping
you could do me a solid.

Hang on a sec.

Yeah, I'm here.

[keyboard clacking]

"We cannot break the law.
We can only break ourselves of the law."

[knock on door]

No decision yet.

- [sighs]
- We're breaking for the weekend.

You're kidding.

You never know what
a dozen strangers are gonna do.

Clearly. Okay.
Well, thanks for letting me know.

- See you Monday.
- Mm-hmm.

- Trick or treat!
- Yeah. Have a good one.

[sighs deeply]

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, hon.

Yeah, I'm heading back
to the shop right now.

Okay.

Hey.

- Hi.
- Did you get my text?

Oh, shit.

Sorry. I'm sorry, I forgot.

Does everything look okay?

Are you okay?

Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?

I'm scared.

I'm scared. We didn't make it
this far last time, and...

I'm just scared.

I don't want to be doing this alone.

I don't want to
go to these things alone.

It's going to be okay.

- It's going to be all right, I promise.
- I don't understand why

you weren't there today.

How much longer is the trial
going to go on for?

[sighs] I have no idea. It's...

Are you close to a verdict?

- I'm not supposed to discuss the case...
- Justin, are you close to a verdict?

Well, it's ten to two for guilty.

So then, Monday,

can you just go in
and sway the two holdouts

and then be done with this?

Well, I'm one of them. I...

- Why?
- I'm sorry, but they took one look

at this guy and that was it.

No discussion of the evidence, nothing.
I had to do something.

Everyone deserves a chance, right?

I keep thinking where I'd be
if you hadn't given me one.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, sure. What?

If I were to sell the 4Runner without
telling someone it was in a wreck,

but they're happy with the deal
and there's no safety risks.

- It was in the ad, Justin.
- I know, I know,

but just go with me.
If they're never the wiser,

then did I do anything wrong?

No.

I mean, I don't think so.

Yeah.

I'm going upstairs.

Food's in the fridge.

See you upstairs.

There she is. Next round's on her.

Bourbon. Neat. And...

yeah, whatever he's having.

What I'm having? What I'm having is a...

- Thank you.
- great evening.

- Isn't it a beautiful evening?
- It should have been a two-hour verdict.

What can I tell you?
They're taking their job seriously.

- I gave them a lot to think about.
- Hmm.

I got a mountain of evidence.
You gave them smoke and mirrors.

Where there's smoke, there's fire.

Ah! I admire your optimism.

[Eric] Look, here's the thing.

You walk into court
convinced of the guilt

of the defendant. Me, I...

I have no illusions about what I do.
A lot of my clients are guilty

and my job is to help make
the best of a bad situation.

But I'm telling you, I'm telling you,
this guy didn't do it.

And the fact that the jury's
taking a little time

gives me hope that things
are working the way they should.

Well, you enjoy that while it lasts.

To the justice system.

It ain't perfect,
but it's the best we got.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I'm sorry again, about yesterday.

It's just that case wearing on me.

I know. I can tell.

- Yeah.
- Trust your gut.

You'll do the right thing.

[doorbell ringing]

Wait, wait, wait.

- What's that?
- It's my pitchfork.

- Nice!
- Yeah. Thanks. Homemade.

- [kids] Trick or treat!
- Hey! Happy Halloween!

I love your costumes!
Take two, everyone.

Oliver?

Hey, Ms. Crewson.

Oliver, I didn't even recognize you!
How are you?

I'm good. Hi, Mr. Kemp.

Hey, how's the writing going?

- I'm on student paper now.
- No way. That's awesome.

- That's very cool.
- Congrats.

- Hey, have fun tonight.
- We will.

See you back at school?

- Yeah. Next year.
- Okay.

Well, bye.

- Bye!
- Keep it up!

- God, he's a giant.
- I know.

Happy Halloween.

Thanks.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Why'd you follow me
after court on Friday?

I picked your tail up, like,
halfway out of the parking lot.

I mean, green Toyota 4Runner, right?

Yeah, well, you're not allowed

to investigate the case
outside the jury room.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

But... I mean, somebody's got to.

Don't you want to know
what really happened?

Yeah. Of course.

Look, I, uh... I did some digging.

This is every registered car in
the county that was in for body work

between October 26th
and the end of last year.

You're still about the hit-and-run?
Come on, it's...

Yeah, because
that's a really good theory.

Now, the automakers keep a detailed list
of these repairs

strictly for R and D purposes.

They collect it
from the dealers pro forma

and then pay the mom-and-pop shops
under the table.

My partner and I recovered more cars
than an impound this way.

Right. But there must be hundreds
of cars in there.

Yeah, so process of elimination,

which is what I spent
my whole weekend doing.

I mean, anything there's already
a police report for,

crossed off the list.

And there's only going to be
a very specific

kind of damage
with this kind of hit-and-run.

- So a headlight, grille, hood.
- Yeah.

I narrowed it down to 15 vehicles that
match that description on this list,

one of which, by the way,
a '96 Toyota 4Runner, Forest Green.

I mean, that's the exact same car
as yours, right?

I mean, if that is your car,
we can just cross it off the list.

Right. Yeah. So what's the plan?

Well, if you don't mind helping,

there's only so many hours in the day,
and we got to spend most of them here.

So you want to help me with the legwork,
and see if we can find our guy.

Yeah. Okay.
You know, you're reaching, but...

Look, I... It's a hit-and-run, kid.
I feel it in my bones.

Dollars to doughnuts,
our guy is on this list.

[bailiff] Good morning.
Party time, y'all, let's go.

Fellas, wrap it up.

Thanks.

[bailiff] Let's go.

Goddamn it!

[grunts]

Everything all right over here?

Y'all working my nerve today.

What is all this?

Just... You two, wait for me.

Read instructions 0.01 for me, please.

"To maintain the integrity
of the jury system,"

I remind you that you must decide
this case based only on the evidence

admitted during the trial
and the law I will explain to you.

You may not conduct any research
on your own about this case

"or about any people or places
mentioned during the trial."

Sounds to me like you two violated
every sentence of that paragraph.

Your Honor, I move for a mistrial.
He's a former cop.

Who knows what ideas
he put in the jury's heads.

Failure to elicit
his previous employment

during voir dire is on you, Mr. Resnick.

[Eric] It's misconduct.

Kick him off, Judge.
There's no need to start over.

Our resources are already
stretched so thin.

She's right. Motion denied.

Your Honor. You know...

As for you two...

You violated your oath as jurors.

Your Honor, if I may.

I upheld the oath
I took as a police officer

to never betray my character,
my integrity, or the public trust.

Mr. Chicowski, you are hereby
removed from jury service.

On account of your background,

I'm going to make an exception
and not find you in contempt of court.

Thank you, Your Honor.

So, Mr. Kemp, you are not a retired law
enforcement officer, are you?

No. No, Your Honor.

So how do you explain your involvement
in this transgression?

I obtained those documents on my own,
Your Honor.

He didn't have anything to do with it.

Is that true?

I mean, did you look at these documents
or help to procure them

or know what Mr. Chicowski
was intending to do?

No, Your Honor. I did not look at them
and I didn't help.

So do you think that you can disregard
everything that you heard just now...

and remain an unbiased member
of this panel?

Yes, I can.

I'm going to take you at your word.

Bailiff, please escort Mr. Kemp
back to the juror room.

Mr. Chicowski, you are dismissed.

Your Honor, I would ask that
a copy of these documents

be made part of the court's records

for purposes of appeal.
And again I move for a mistrial.

The documents will be marked
as court's Exhibit One.

Your motion for a mistrial is denied,
Mr. Resnick.

Is that understood?

Yes, Your Honor. It's understood.

Good. Then we are done here.

- You got to be kidding me.
- What?

"Our resources are stretched so thin"?

You are something.

Okay.

[exhales]

- Counselor.
- Oh.

Hey, it's okay.
I'm not on the jury anymore.

You don't have to...

Yeah, yeah. Made sure of that.

Feeling the pressure, huh?

In this job? Nah.

Yeah. Okay.

Hey, I'm... Sorry, but I just...
I can't not say this. You...

You got this case all wrong.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

It's a hit-and-run.

No way. ME would have flagged it.

Well, yeah, you'd think.

That guy did five autopsies that day.
One day. I checked.

Doesn't mean anything.

Let me just ask you one thing.

Did you guys ever look
at any other suspect?

We did our job.

All due respect, Counselor,

if you'd have done your job, I don't
think we'd be standing here right now.

Well, that guy is bad news.

Maybe.

But he didn't kill that girl.

[bailiff] All right.
So with that being said,

Judge Stewart thanks you
for your patience

and apologizes for any inconvenience.

Juror number 13 is now a voting member
of this panel.

Okay.

I'll let you guys get back to it.

So what happened?

What was this misconduct?

That's between him and the judge.

No. Bullshit. You were there.
What did Harold do?

He was investigating
the case on his own.

The judge sent him home.

- What about that stack of papers?
- What papers?

The ones Harold gave to him.

You dropped them all over the floor.
We all saw it.

The bailiff was on us
before I looked at the papers, so...

You were talking for quite a while.
Did he tell you what was in them?

Okay, yes, he did.

It was a printout.
Names, vehicle registrations...

He said that it could prove
James Sythe's innocence.

So what? Are we just supposed to believe
you now and change our vote?

No, I'm just telling you what I know.

He thinks it was a hit-and-run.

So if he thinks it was a hit-and-run...

Kendall was 5'5"...

if she was hunched over...

and the car was an SUV or a truck.

She could have easily have been
hit smack across the head and torso.

Look at the way
her shoulders are fractured.

Well, I'm sorry, but are you a doctor?

Not yet. Third year med student.

I mean, I think we should leave
that to the professionals,

the medical examiner who, you know,
examined the body.

Well, I mean, doctors can be careless.

One time they told my dad
he was having a heart attack.

Turned out it was just gas.

They're always in such a rush.
Go ahead, dear. Speak your mind.

The right and left clavicle
both show a very clean break.

Can you pass this around?

She couldn't get that from the fall?

It's not likely.

Both bones had to be broken
by a single...

sharp...

posterior impact.

Pow.

Do we know if Sythe's car
had any damage?

No. The police would have noted it
in their report if it did.

Not if they thought it was irrelevant.
Cops hate paperwork.

So you're some kind
of secret cop now, too?

No. I'm a dog groomer, but I watch
and listen to a lot of true crime,

and the first rule
is the husband did it.

Okay, well, husband, boyfriend.
Same difference.

You agree that he's guilty, right?

- He is the perfect suspect.
- All right. Thank you.

But the second rule of true crime
is that it's never the perfect suspect.

Oh, my God.

I'm just sharing with you
my experiences.

Your experiences?
Listening to crime podcasts.

Well, hold on. And watching Dateline.

Okay. Well, that doesn't
make you Sherlock Holmes.

Thank you.

No, you burn through enough cases,
and you start to see certain patterns.

But I leave the detective work
to the forum lawyers.

Okay, good. Good. Because we're not here
to solve a mystery, okay?

All we're here to do is decide

if we're positive James Sythe killed
Kendall Carter. That's it.

[Denice] May I?

[Keiko] I'm not.

Old Quarry Road feeds into the highway.

When traffic's heavy, GPS will send
you that way. It gets busy.

Yeah, and at night, I mean, it's gnarly.
I nearly mowed down a deer once.

[Eli] What if that's what they thought?

Who thought?

Whoever hit Kendall Carter.

Yeah, man. I mean, that all makes sense,

but, you know,
what about our eyewitness?

Maybe he saw someone else?

Okay, hold up. Wait a minute. Y'all got
way too many "maybes" for my liking.

Yeah, and too many maybes
is reasonable doubt.

I agree with Justin.

Yeah.

Okay. Keiko?

Nellie?

I'm not sure any more
that this young man is guilty.

Right. Okay. Anyone else?

Not guilty.

Okay.

I fell asleep on Highway 17
and woke up in a ditch.

Thank God the hospital was close.

Hmm.

Okay.

Thank you for your time.

Yep.

Yeah, we were street racing
down Greek Row. It was dumb. I know.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Not guilty.

Not guilty.

Guilty.

All right.
It looks like we're six to six.

We're deadlocked.

Okay, so what do we do now?

Feels like the more we talk,
the less we know.

I'm so tired.

You're so stoned, dear.

Let's go back to the beginning.
Build a case piece by piece.

No, no.
Let's stop wasting our damn time.

How about we all just take a breath.

It's been a long day, but, you know,
votes have changed, right?

The process is working.

[Yolanda] No, it's not.
You are wearing us down.

Talking a lot, but saying nothing.

I mean, hell, you go over anything
enough times,

yeah, we'll start to question it.

Yeah. Like which shoes to wear.

Yeah. Look...

We got all these theories, y'all,
but no new evidence.

Well, yeah,
but those theories are making

some of us question James Sythe's guilt.

No. No, no. You can question it
all you want, but I know he's guilty.

Just look at his damn neck.

Hey, my man. I know you got
a picture of him in that book of yours.

I mean, yeah,
but it's not perfect, but...

Yes. See? Right there.

Snake and a crown.

That's the West Side Crowns.

They're the biggest
drug pushers in the city.

How do you know that?

Because I run the Boys and Girls Club.

These guys are poisoning
their own community.

- This case is personal to you.
- Yeah, well, you're damn right it is.

My little brother was 14
when he got inked.

A month before his 17th birthday,
he was dead.

Caught a stray bullet in some...

tit for tat turf bullshit.

I'm sorry. I had no idea.

Yeah, that's right. You have no idea.

Look, Sythe did say
that he left that life behind.

There's only one way to leave that crew.

So... you can keep talking
about your theories.

Look, people can change.

Yeah. Keep telling yourself that.

- I do. Every day.
- Well, I drive a bus...

and I see the same people day in
and day out, and they do not change.

Well, then how am I sitting here?

What are you talking about?

I should be dead.

I should...

A little over four years ago,

I wrapped my car around a tree
with a blood alcohol level that,

you know, probably should have killed me

before I even got in the car
and somehow... [clears throat]

Walked away with barely a scratch.

[Marcus] Lucky you.

[Justin] Yeah. Yeah, part of my sentence
was community service.

I spent three days a week
in an elementary school

teaching kids how to write.

Alcoholics, we can charm anybody.

But the teacher I was reporting to,
I mean, she was Teflon.

She saw right through me. And she...

She made me finally want to,
you know, own my shit...

and just take responsibility for myself.

[clears throat]
I'm still not sure what I did

to get a woman like her
to give me a chance.

But her belief and believing in myself,
that I could change, that was...

That was, you know, the first step.

And...

Look, the journey never ends,
I know that...

But that's four years.

And am I the same man
that I was four years ago? No.

Absolutely not.

Yeah, well... Now I can see...
[chuckles wryly]

You changed.

But guys like James Sythe,
they don't change.

Okay. Think back to his testimony.

That was raw, and real,
and I believed it.

Wait, hold on, gang.
If Sythe didn't do it, then who did?

We don't have to answer that.

So no one's going to pay for what
happened to that girl?

- No, someone will pay.
- How do you know that?

Because somebody always does.

Look, I get how you feel, but you can't
let your feelings sway you.

You don't know anything about me, man.

All right.

How old's your daughter?

That's her on the key chain, right?

Yeah. She, um... She turned 16 in March.

How often do you get to see her?

Not often enough.

You know, during the trial,

I was sat right in Kendall's
parents' eyeline. I could see...

I mean, their pain each day.

And, you know,
what if she were your daughter?

You want justice, right?
An eye for an eye.

Right. Yeah. But then James Sythe's
family was in court each day, too.

You know, his grandma and his niece.

What if he were your son, right?

Wouldn't you want justice for him, too?

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose I would.

[birds chirping]

So, how can I help you?

Well, I just want to have a little chat
about what happened here.

Just have a little one-on-one.

Maybe I could get some more information
if something came to you new. You know?

Well, like I said at the trial,
the police come by.

Showed me a picture, asked me
if he was the man I saw that night.

They show you any other pictures?

Oh, no. They knew it was him.

They just needed me to confirm it.

Right.

I was happy to do so.
I mean, everyone was so generous.

And if I could say so,
it felt pretty good

to be needed again.

I'm sure it did.

All right. Well, if there's
anything else I can do for you,

just give a holler. Tea is always hot.

Okay. Thank you so much.
Thanks for your time, sir.

James Sythe...

He did kill that girl, right?

Okay, so does anybody else
want to change their vote?

[Marcus chuckles wryly]
Uh, well...

It doesn't matter anyway.

What do you mean?

Because I haven't changed my mind.

All right, well,
let's just keep talking.

No, no, I'm done talking.

- Marcus.
- So what?

You're gonna tell the judge...

we can't reach a verdict?

It is what it is.

But we're actually making progress.

- Progress?
- Yeah.

How can we continue
if we can't even reach a verdict?

We've been at this for,
I don't even know how long.

My kids need me.

I'm just trying to do my job here.

Okay? Um...

Courtney, what about you?
Do you want to keep going?

I don't know. Look, he yelled at her.

He grabbed her arm.
He called her a bitch.

He was possessive and temperamental.

No, he was abusive. Screw him.

Yeah. You're right.

Screw him.

Great. For the third time,

I get to go home and tell my husband,
"Guess what, honey? I did nothing."

He gets a real kick out of that.

I'm sorry, Denice.
I'm not changing my vote.

Neither am I.

Yeah. Me too.

So what do we do then?

Um...

There's one thing we could try.

Madam Foreperson.

Sending a jury to visit a crime scene
once deliberations have begun

is not something
I would typically allow.

With all due respect, Your Honor,

this has not been
a typical deliberation.

But I do think it will be beneficial
in helping us reach a verdict.

I see.

Mr. Resnick. Any objections?

No, Your Honor.

Okay, Miss Killebrew?

The State's fine with it.

All right, then.

Here are the rules.

During your visit, you are not to speak
to anyone outside of your jury panel,

nor are you to speak to each other
about this case.

All right, you are there
to view the locations

in and around
where the crime took place,

and you are not to collect
evidence of any kind.

Does everyone understand these rules?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, Your Honor.

All right, then.

This court is adjourned.

Hey. Hey. Can we talk?

Yeah, great. Great.
I'll see you there. Thanks.

[knock on door]

Hello?

Oh. Hey, are you Allison Crewson?

Yes, I am. Yeah. Who are you?

I'm, um, Faith Killebrew.
I'm a prosecutor

with the District Attorney's office.

Do you mind if we talk?

I was just about to lay down,
but what is this about?

It'll only be a minute.

- Okay. Come in.
- Okay. Thank you.

I'm sorry for the intrusion.
I won't be long.

I'm following up on a...

few different accidents
from October last year,

just doing routine checks
on any cars that were serviced

for major body damage around that time.

Okay.

So on October 25th last year,

did you own a 1996 green Toyota 4Runner?

Yes.

And do you remember having any
body work done on it around that time?

Yeah.

Okay. And how was your car damaged?

My husband, Justin, hit a deer.

Okay. Any idea where?

Up on Brimstone Pass.

You sure?

Yeah.

Could it have been
Old Quarry Road? Or...

No, it was Brimstone Pass.

You're positive.

Positive.

Okay. Great. Well, that's all I have.

Thank you very much
for your time, Mrs. Crewson.

And congratulations. When are you due?

Uh...

Yeah, any day now.

[laughs] Well, good luck with that.
You want me to do anything before I go?

- No, no. No.
- Okay. Well, I'll just see myself out.

- I'll get you... Okay, all right.
- No, you stay there. No, it's good.

- Have a good one.
- Thank you. Thanks for your time.

- Bye.
- Bye, now.

[door closes]

[bell dinging]

Hey. Sorry I couldn't meet you earlier.

- No worries.
- What's on your mind?

The trial.

Well, yeah, I figured.

It's headed for a hung jury.

[man] Justin!

- Thanks.
- Enjoy.

- I got you a coffee.
- Thanks.

Obviously, I want to acquit the guy,

but if the jury hangs,
it's a mistrial, right?

- That's right.
- So problem solved.

Well, given all the press on this case,
the public's going to demand a retrial.

We're just gonna have to
do it all over again with Sythe.

Unless the District Attorney's
office decides that he's not the guy,

then they'll find the guy.

And there's no way that
this case ends without a verdict.

Once they get that, then,
yeah, it's over. Then it's done.

So you're saying I need a verdict?

I'm afraid so.

[sighs wearily]

Hey, can you meet me at County?

Hey.

Hey. Everything okay?

Just checking the car.
Might have a buyer.

Where'd you hit that deer again?

Up on Brimstone Pass, right?

[Justin] Mm-hmm.

Are you sure that
it wasn't Old Quarry Road?

I'm positive.

[stuttering]

"Positive," that's what I said to the...

prosecutor from your trial when she
just interrogated me in our living room.

- What? She was here.
- Yeah.

I looked her up.
She wanted to know about your accident.

That...

What'd you tell her?

The truth.

That you hit a deer.

Up on Brimstone Pass.

Okay. Good.

That is the truth, right?

Did you take the shortcut home
through Old Quarry that night?

Did you stop at Rowdy's Hideaway?

Did you drink?

Did you?

Justin. Did you drink?

- Talk to me.
- No, no, I didn't drink.

I didn't drink. Okay?

I stopped and I ordered the drink...

- but I didn't touch it.
- Ordered, but didn't drink.

- Why would I believe that?
- Because that's the truth.

- You swear?
- I promise. I swear.

Why should I believe that?
Why should I believe anything that

- you're saying anymore?
- I promise. I swear to you.

- I swear to you.
- You swear to me?

- I swear. I'm not lying. I promise.
- Don't lie to me.

I promise. That is the truth. Okay?

Look, it...

It...

It was the twins' due date
and I couldn't

deal with the feelings
that I was having.

I couldn't deal with them,
so I didn't want

to bring them home and put them on you.

So I went there.

I sat there for a while,
and then I came home.

Why didn't you tell me any of this?

Why did you keep this from me?

- I wanted to...
- You could've talked to me.

But you were in so much pain.

Of course I was in pain.

I kept thinking that I was
somehow responsible,

that it was my fault,
that it's still my...

No. No. It was not your fault.

- They were my babies.
- It's not...

- They were our babies.
- I know.

None of this is your fault, okay?

We were both hurting. It still hurts.

I'm still hurting.

Me too.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm not doing this alone.

No, you're not. You're not.

You are not.
I will protect our family. I will.

I promise. Okay?

Hey, come here. Come here.

What the hell is going on?

- Ah. I need to see him.
- Why?

I need him to look me in the eye
and tell me he didn't do it.

So you're having doubts?
I'm right. You're doubting it?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

Come on.
You know something isn't right here.

The jury knows it. It's just...

Can you prove that's what happened?

Can you prove it didn't? Can you?

[Faith] I don't know.
Just get me in there.

[door buzzing]

[door shuts]

What are you doing here?

Have a seat.

I shouldn't be talking to you.

It's okay.

What do you want?

Same thing as you.

Justice for Kendall Carter.

So go find
the son of a bitch who did it.

Look, there's no jury, no judge,
no cameras. So just...

tell me what happened that night.

I told you. I went home.

Right, but first
you followed her, right?

Yeah. I mean, she was wasted.

Now, so you felt angry,

and, I don't know, sick of being played?

No, no, that wasn't it. Okay?

It's just how Kenny was.

She'd get all worked up,
you know, talk this big game,

and the next day,
it'd be like nothing happened.

So she just needed to chill out.

Right.

Yes, okay...

I know our relationship wasn't perfect.

But we did love each other.

Now, listen, lady...

I've done a lot of things in my life
that I'm not proud of.

But I didn't do this.

The biggest regret...

of my life...

is that I didn't go after Kendall
in my car that night.

Because if I did...

Kenny would still be alive.

I'm done.

[kicks door]

[door shuts]

All right, everybody, on the bus.
Let's go.

Ah. Look, but don't touch.

Put it back.

[country rock music playing]

[singing]
She said, "I seen you here before"

I said, "I've been here a time or two"

She said, "Hello, my name is Bobby Jo"

[song distorts, plays softly]

I ain't as good as I once was

I got a few years on me now

But there was a time...

[woman] Okay, y'all. You ready to go?

So this is where they fought.

[rain pattering]

Hey, you all right?

Yeah. I'm fine, thanks.

Nah, man.

You haven't been fine since the start.

I think you've been playing us
this whole time.

I don't know what you mean.

The day you got on the jury, you were...

puking in the bathroom.

All that stuff with the Flower Man cop
and those papers.

You claim to be the voice of reason,
but you're really just...

telling us what we want to hear.

Now, I don't know what game
you're playing, man, but I see you.

Do I know exactly
what happened that night?

No.

But neither do you.

And you can't be any more sure

that James Sythe got in his car and
drove home that night than I'm sure...

he picked up one of these rocks
and bashed that poor girl's head in.

And threw her body in the creek.

Jesus, man.

- You nearly slipped.
- Yeah.

[Justin clears throat]

Maybe that hiker was right.

- Could have slipped.
- Yeah, maybe. Maybe.

But it doesn't matter.

That piece of shit
left her there that night,

alone, to die.

In a ditch.

Her death is on him.

Which is why I will never
acquit James Sythe.

Ever.

This trial ends in only two ways,
either with a conviction

or a hung jury.

[Denice] All right.
Is everybody ready to head home?

Is everybody done here, please?

Yeah.

Okay, let's go.

[Denice] Have you seen enough?

Yeah.

[cars starting]

[music plays faintly]

[people chattering]

[thunder rumbling]

All rise!

Madam Foreperson.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, Your Honor.

And is that verdict unanimous?

Yes, Your Honor.

Will the defendant please stand
for the reading of the verdict?

"In the matter of the State of Georgia
vs. James Michael Sythe,"

case number, C-R-20211715532...

we, the jury...

find the defendant,
James Michael Sythe...

guilty of count one malice murder.

Signed and dated this day...

"Denice Aldworth, Foreperson."

Madam Foreperson?

To the best of your knowledge,
was this your verdict in the jury room?

Was it freely and voluntarily given?
And is this still your verdict?

[Denice] Yes, Your Honor.

[Judge Thelma] Very well.

Then the defendant is hereby remanded
to the custody of the State.

Sentencing will be at a later date.

Oh, James.

Thank you for your service.

It is now concluded.

This court is adjourned.

[baby cooing]

[police sirens]

Hey. Good. Right there.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- What time does it start?
- Soon. I'm going to head out.

You sure you want to go?

Hey! Justin.

He wasn't a good guy.

It's not your fault.

I didn't stand up for him.

I told them what they needed to hear,

and said he couldn't change.

And I have to live with that, so...

The least I can do is be there.

[door shuts]

Hi, peanut.

This came for you.

Will the defendant please stand
for sentencing?

The murder of Kendall Carter
was violent and senseless.

The jury has found you guilty
of that murder

for which this court sentences you
as follows.

Count one, malice murder.

Life in prison
without the possibility of parole.

The defendant is hereby remanded
to the Department of Corrections

to serve the rest of his life in prison.

[Allison]
My husband, Justin, hit a deer.

[Justin] My wife is
of a high-risk pregnancy.

[Judge Thelma]
This court is now adjourned.

Hey.

I'm surprised you came today.

I wanted to see this through.

Yeah. Me too.

You look tired.

Likewise.

Well, I have a new baby at home.

That's not what I meant.

Congratulations on winning
your election. I saw it in the paper.

Oh, yeah. Thank you.

It's a pretty big deal.
You must have worked hard for it.

Oh, I did.

There's a lot of good
you can do in that job, I'd imagine.

Sometimes.

It's not as easy as you think, though.

Never is.

Sometimes you try and do the right thing
only to realize you got it all wrong.

And when you figure things out...

you realize the guy you're after
isn't some...

psycho.

He's not even really a criminal.

He's just a regular guy.

What if it was an accident?

This is no accident.

It's impossible to prove, either way.

Just like him not realizing at the time
that he hit someone with his car.

You just have to trust him.

Why would I do that?

Because he's a good person.

He was caught in terrible circumstances.

Mm-hmm. No, you're right. This is a...

It's a tough one.

He has a family depending on him,

just like you have
people depending on you.

And what about justice?

Well, sometimes,

the truth isn't justice.

[scoffs] You really believe that?

If you keep going with this,
the press will eat you alive.

Okay? This case will follow you forever.
In the meantime,

some politician will take your job,

a criminal goes back on the street,

and a good man and his family will be...

just destroyed.

Where is the justice in that?

Amen.

Looks like the storm passed.

Yeah. I think so.

[Eric] Hello? Where's our new DA?

- Hey.
- Hey.

For the new digs.

- Thanks.
- Yeah. It's real.

Easy plant to take care of.

It really thrives on neglect.

You did it.

I hope it was worth it.

Ale House later.

You're buying.

Kung fu!

- Hi.
- And the 4Runner is officially sold.

Okay.

[sighs deeply]

Come here.

[baby cooing]

- Hi.
- Oh.

Good morning. Dada.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- There she goes.
- Come here. Here we go.

Yeah. Yeah. You're doing good. Hi.

It sucks. I think she has my eyes.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- No.
- Yeah.

- You have beautiful eyes.
- Well...

Look, I think, maybe mine.

They're changing a little bit.

Yeah, hi.

- She has my mouth.
- I hope not.

Definitely your elbows, though.

[stammers] My elbow.

Look at your beautiful elbows.
You're blessed.

My greatest feature.

Hi.

My girls.

My girls with beautiful elbows.

Yeah.

[knock on door]

Who could that be at a time like this?

- Hey, peanut.
- There we go.

Hi, honey.

Okay.

[melancholy music playing]