Conviction Page #3

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Where's my candy?

Calm down, Mrs. Brow.

We'll take care of it.

Lee, around back.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Open up in there.

Police.

Where do you think you're going?

Come here.

KENNY:
Go, go, go, go.

God damn it! What did I tell

you kids about trespassing?

Kenny, get over here. Stand right there.

Betty Anne, come on. Ow!

Come here, Betty Anne, come here.

(BETTY SHRIEKS)

Get over here.

Hey, fat ass, your

mother's a dirty whore.

Come here. Ow!

You don't touch my sister.

Don't you touch my sister.

Don't touch her.

OFFICER:

Take him to the ground.

Get down.

(GRUNTING)

Kenny!

Go, run.

Run, Betty Anne. Run!

BETTY:

we were just kids.

We'd play in people's houses and

pretend we had a normal life.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

You had a perfectly

normal life.

Yeah. Eight foster homes.

Perfectly normal.

There, baby.

ELIZABETH:
The only reason

they took you away from me

is because l worked too much.

I had no life

except for you kids.

We know, Mother.

You were practically a nun.

But Kenny, he'd be

like a wild animal.

I'm not saying he was born

bad, but he had that temper.

I was always afraid

he might kill somebody.

Don't you ever say that

to me or anyone else!

Don't you even think ii,

you understand me?

I mean, what kind of mother

would say something like that?

ELIZABETH:
They're my babies!

They can't do this!

GRANDPA:

They bloody well can.

ELIZABETH:
Why do they

have to separate them?

Why can't they go

to one foster home?

Shh!

BOISSEAU:
I hate

to split them up.

Okay, Kenny.

Come with me.

Where you raking mm?

You are gonna

come with me, honey.

No, I don't want to.

Come on, fellow, now.

Stop! No!

Let go of him!

Betty, stop, stop. Let him go.

You gotta let him go.

Please, no!

BETTY:
Don't take my brother!

Betty Anne!

We have to stay together!

Kenny, stop!

(BETTY SCREAMS)

(SOBBING)

JUDGE:
Will the defendant

please rise?

On indictment 82-4115,

this indictment charging

Kenneth Waters with murder,

what say you,

Madam Foreman?

Is the defendant

guilty or not guilty?

We find the defendant

guilty, Your Honor.

CLERK:

Guilty of what?

Murder in the

first degree.

this indictment charging Kenneth

Waters with armed robbery.

What say you,

Madam Foreman?

Is the defendant

guilty or not guilty?

We find the defendant guilty.

(EXHALES)

We'll appeal it, Kenny!

We'll get you out!

We'll get you out, Kenny!

You hear me?

(SOBBING)

I'm sorry, baby.

Honey, I want to go see him.

Can I go see him?

You can't.

GUARD:
And if you keep

acting like that,

we're gonna take

your ass to the hole.

KENNY:
I want my

f***ing phone call now.

You will obey the rules

in this facility.

I want my f***ing

phone call.

(INMATES SHOUTING)

GUARD:
You about that

close, motherf***er!

Settle down! I said

you gotta settle down!

You want some of this sh*t?

F*** you!

F*** you! F***!

Get down!

You f***ing cocksuckers.

That's all you got,

you f***ers.

BETTY:
Did you tell

Mr. Peters it was urgent?

I haven't heard

from Kenny in two weeks.

RICK:
Not in your

mouth, buddy.

BETTY:
He's called me every

Sunday for the past three years.

Something's happened.

Ow! Sh*t!

Son of a...

BETTY:

Just find my brother.

Damn it, where is he?

Something's wrong,

I know it.

We should have heard

from Kenny by now.

You gotta make

peace with this.

Make peace?

We got a family here.

This is us now.

Babe, Kenny's in prison for the

rest of his life. Accept it.

I will never accept it.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello.

It's Harvey Peters.

Finally. I haven't heard from

Kenny since we lost the appeal.

Everything's okay now.

You got nothing to worry about.

What do you mean?

What happened?

Your brother's in

isolation, so no calls...

Why is he in isolation?

He tried to

kill himself

(SIGHS)

What?

KENNY:
Kiddo.

How are you?

How could you do this?

What, this?

(LAUGHS)

You'd be better off.

God damn it, Kenny.

Promise me you'll never do this again.

There's nothing left.

It's over.

There's still

the Supreme Court.

Supreme Court?

The Supreme Court ain't gonna

f***ing hear this case. I'm f***ed.

I was f***ed

right from the start.

You can't give up.

We'll find somebody else.

I'll take out a loan.

We'll get a top

lawyer this time.

Hey, when are you gonna get it, Betty Anne?

There is no one else.

There's not a lawyer on earth

to give a f*** about me.

There has to be.

You're innocent.

(SCOFFS)

Are you sure about that?

How could you ask me that?

How could you ask me that?

Doesn't matter whether

I killed Mrs. Brow or not.

I'm a piece of sh*t, aren't I?

I'm no good to anybody.

(CRYING)

What about your daughter?

What daughter?

She's being poisoned against me.

I'm never gonna see her again.

That is not true.

I gotta go.

I'm doing Mandy a favour

She's the one good thing I ever

did in my piece of sh*t life

and I got nothing

to give her.

Please, Kenny, Wall.

You promise me you'll never

hurt yourself again.

Promise me.

(WHISPERS) I can't spend

the rest of my life in here.

(SHAKILY) Kenny, wait.

(BREATH ES DEEPLY)

What's this?

I thought maybe I could

get a degree, finally.

Why?

I just thought, maybe...

I don't know.

Maybe I could eventually

apply to law school.

You're not doing this.

You're not doing this.

I could go part time,

I Could Still...

Enough.

So, this is what I'm gonna do and...

Don't laugh, all right?

I'm gonna start by

trying to get a BA

after I finally take

the stupid GED test,

and after that,

if I even get that far,

and there's no guarantee

I'll even get in,

I'll apply to law school.

But it is gonna take along time,

Kenny, a really long time,

and, I mean,

I might be 80 years old

before I finally

become a lawyer,

and even then, I still don't know

if I'm gonna find the answers.

But you just have

to promise me,

you just have to,

that you will never try to

Kill yourself ever again,

'cause if you do...

Just don't.

Okay.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

May it please the court,

my name is Betty Anne Waters

and the issue today

is whether my client...

The issue is

whether Ms. Cooper...

No, the issue is whether...

Sh*t.

Start again, Ms. Waters.

And breathe.

Right, breathe.

JESUS.

What are you doing, Ben?

You guys okay?

Hey, you got them,

didn't you?

Oh, sh*t.

Did you forget?

You forgot

the fishing trip?

No, of course not.

I just...

I just didn't remember

it was this weekend.

Guys, I'm so sorry,

I can't go.

I have to argue a brief in front

of real judges and lawyers.

You promised.

I know, honey.

We'll go another weekend, okay?

When? When Uncle Kenny

gets out of jail?

BETTY:
Richard.

Honey, I'm sorry.

I know.

KENNY:
I found this

book in the library.

It says that women hardly ever shoot

themselves when they commit suicide.

So Romeo Collad's

screwing Mrs. Brow, right?

His wife puts a bullet

in her head. You follow?

Yeah.

What if we can prove

he shot her?

How we gonna do that?

I don't know,

we'll investigate.

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