American Violence
- Margaret.
What the hell am i
supposed to do with this?
- Doctor's orders, honey.
No staturated fat.
- Ma'am, that doctor is a hack.
And he's pathetic.
He shouldn't even
have a license.
Stop listening to the doctor.
Jesus.
You give me bread?
First of all it's not toasted,
second of all it's peanut
butter without any jam.
How do you expect me to
swallow this or get it down?
i have to tell you that?
Get your nose out of a
cookbook and learn to make
a peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.
- Keep talking like that
and you'll be making
your own sandwiches.
- What did you say?
What was that?
- According to the global
health education consortium,
there are numerous social
causes for violence.
Poverty, unemployment,
illicit drug and alcohol
abuse, cultural norms.
don't explain the root
cause of violence.
Texas versus Johnson.
Ed Johnson was charged
with first degree murder
after the deaths of
his ex-girlfriend
and a boy she was seeing.
Because of the
heinousness of the crimes,
and the ages of the victims,
the prosecutors wanted to
push for the death penalty.
But because ed was a few
months shy of turning 18,
the judge balked.
He was released after
serving only five years,
for good behavior.
One week after being paroled,
ed was pulled over for
a routine traffic stop.
And the police found
the severed head
of a nine year old
little girl in his trunk.
Because of this new discovery,
ed was sentenced to death.
where two innocent
lives were lost,
that little girl
would've been spared.
The most interesting part,
is according to his records,
there was no history
of mental illness
or neurological diseases.
So was he born violent?
Ask yourself that.
Now, without understanding
where violence originates,
it's impossible to rehabilitate,
let alone prevent
future violent acts.
- Well what if violence is
so ingrained to our society,
our American culture...
- excuse me, sir.
- That outbursts are inevitable?
There's no escaping it.
we're far from stopping
the epidemic of violence
sweeping through our country.
- Even with a system in place
that just trades
death for death?
- Okay, so are controlled
executions an act of violence?
Or an act of mercy for the
loved ones of the victims?
- Isn't the act of
killing always violent?
- Is it?
I want you guys to think about
that when you pick a case.
Look for the hidden motives,
and clues that were missed.
And had they not been missed,
would the tragedy
have been prevented?
And remember to be objective.
That is the key
to get an accurate
and impartial read on
the situation, okay?
Class dismissed.
And you are?
- Ben woods.
Assistant district attorney.
I'd like for you to
consult on a case for me.
His name is Jack shea, he's
set for execution in 72 hours.
With it being an election year,
the governor's
under extra pressure
to reevaluate the state's
position on capital punishment.
- Well the nuances of the law
aren't exactly my specialty...
- I'm not here for
legal advice, miss...
- doctor.
- Doctor, pardon.
Now you've watched the news,
national focus was
on the protests,
it's got the governor
backed into a corner.
Now if this execution
goes forward,
our schedule, without
an official review,
chance of serving another term.
I just want you to
talk to him, hm?
Give him your
professional opinion.
Consider it your civic duty.
Maybe, just maybe,
you'll save a life.
My card and my
number's in there.
- Hey, quick
monkeying around, garimba.
- Well maybe if
you stopped lion around, Leo.
Get up, lazy bones, it's
time for adventuring.
- Mommy!
- Hi, baby girl.
Shouldn't you be in bed?
one more show on TV before bed.
- She did now, huh?
- Yep, all the
animals on this show
live together at the zoo.
- Aw.
- Can we go to the zoo, mommy?
- Well I tell you what.
How about you go upstairs,
brush your teeth,
and you be a good girl
for grandma all week,
and then I will take
you next weekend, okay?
Go on up, brush your teeth
and I'll tuck you in.
- Can grandma read
me a story first?
Please, please please?
- Come on, grandma, let's go.
- Thanks, mom.
- No problem.
Oh, I left you some
dinner by the stove.
- Thank you.
- Good night, mommy, I love you.
- Good night, I love you.
- I thought you quit
three months ago.
Ally was bummed that
you didn't make dinner.
- I know she was.
You know, I just
couldn't get here.
But thank you for picking
her up from school today.
- It's no problem.
Come here.
- Thank you.
- Don't stay up too late, kiddo.
- I won't.
Good night, mom.
- Good night, sweetheart.
- Ben woods.
- Hey Ben, it's Dr. Tyler.
- Dr. Tyler.
- I'm in.
I'll do it.
I have a few conditions.
Our session needs to be private,
so I don't wanna be in a
standard interview room.
We should be somewhere
where he feels comfortable,
where he can at
least move around.
I mean we're not
gonna get anywhere
if I can't earn his trust.
- Ma'am.
- Thank you.
- Tick tock.
Tick, tock.
You need a hand with that, doc?
- I prefer to be addressed
as Dr. Tyler or Amanda.
Have a seat, please.
State your name for the record.
- Inmate 78011.
- There's a point to
all this, right doc?
Seeing as how the
sand of my hourglass
has just about run out.
I don't see this
benefiting me very much.
- My plan is to get
to the root cause
of your excessive violence.
- You mean the newspaper
and magazine stories
calling me a monster.
- I've read your file.
- And what?
You've read some papers.
Some file a prison hack too
stupid to make it on the outside
showed me some inkblots.
You read that sh*t and
think you're inside my head?
Doc, you don't know a
f***ing thing about me.
- You're right, Jack.
I don't know a f***ing
thing about you.
And if I did, I wouldn't be
here wasting my time, or yours.
Would you like me to leave?
- Tick, tock.
Tick, tock, tick, tick.
So what's a pretty little
thing like you doing here?
You draw the short straw?
- It's about the violence, Jack.
If I can pinpoint the
time, the place, the cause,
then maybe I can at least
help stop the cycle.
Now we have some very important
decisions to make, don't we?
Let's start...
- with my mother's tit milk.
Did I get enough as an infant
life in civilized society?
- Did you?
- Tick.
Doc, you ready to hear a story?
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
It was the summer of '85.
We had no money, so we had to
move into my uncle
Mike's single wide.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes,
I can still smell
that musty trailer.
that they came 'round the
corner to look for a friend.
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