Final Vision Page #3

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not long after

she had given birth.

Kristen had been

an emergency c-section.

Jeffrey all of a sudden gets

this serious look on his face.

He just knew

something was wrong.

The way that really good doctors

know these things.

She had bled almost

half of the blood

from her entire body

into her abdomen.

But He caught it in time.

Jeffrey saved her life

that day, no question.

Umm, no, yeah.

He didn't...

He didn't tell me that.

He doesn't like to tell people.

Colette would have died.

Jeffrey saved her life.

Well, thank god He was there.

Gentlemen?

Sorry to disturb you.

Can I grab the transcripts from

the article 32 hearing, please?

Sure, you bet.

Great.

Say, is there a problem

with me, Wade?

Actually, yes, there is.

See, I'm trying to keep my

client out of jail, and you...

See, when Jeff looks at you,

He sees someone

who can save his image.

But when I look at you,

I see someone

who's been dining out

on the same success

for the last ten years.

Someone who's only interested in

Joe McGinniss's next bestseller.

Can't it be both, Wade?

Wade, take it easy.

Joe's on our side.

Right, Joe?

Thank you, Bernie.

Do reporters take sides, Joe?!

Blood splatter right here.

Mark it seven.

Here.

Mark that one.

It was a disaster.

The army investigation.

Coffee?

Yeah.

So tell me.

What was your favorite part?

I mean, I don't even know

where to begin.

No control of the crime scene.

Every piece of

the physical evidence

potentially contaminated.

Or how about no one thought

to take hair samples

from the victims

until after the funerals?

They got their hair

exemplars from old clothes,

which turned out to be

totally unreliable.

The hair sample they had

marked as Jeff's...

Turned out to be

the family pony's.

Well, they were both brunettes.

What about the

fingerprint technician

when He developed the film?

Photos that were so blurry,

they couldn't even use them.

It was the Olympics

of incompetence.

And now you know.

Well, that's your move, right?

I mean, the government

has no case.

Oh, no.

We got something to top it all.

Helena Stoeckley,

the girl in the floppy hat.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We know who she is.

She was a local kid,

17 at the time, an army brat.

Her father was a captain.

She was a hippie.

Heavy into drugs.

And she confessed

to being there.

You're kidding me.

No.

One of the MPs that came

to the house

that night said He saw her.

He told his sergeant

about what He saw.

His sergeant didn't follow up.

Do you know where she is?

No, we're looking for her.

But we have signed affidavits

from six separate individuals

who Helena Stoeckley told

she was at Jeff's house

during the murders.

And that she watched it

all happen.

I filed a motion with the judge.

The jury will hear all of this.

All right, so the prosecution.

Who are these guys?

It's your bet, Joe.

Well, ante up, boys.

Blackburn.

This guy is straight

out of Mayberry.

It's his first murder trial.

They brought him in

to take the edge off

of Brian Murtagh who's been

on Jeff since December of '71.

He's Freddy Kassab's muscle,

his attack dog.

Well, if they say Jeff

did it, how and why?

Exactly, how and why

does an Ivy league,

green beret doctor

one night snap

and kill his whole family?

Never been in

any kind of trouble.

He's a pillar in his community.

And one night, He goes

looney tunes and just explodes?

And get this.

They say He got the idea

from a magazine

they found in the house

that had an article

about the Manson family in it,

can you believe it?

And that's what

they're going with?

This is the drum

Brian Murtagh has been

beating for eight years.

He was on a witch hunt.

Murtagh's a son of a b*tch.

He's a viper.

The man is a menace.

Right.

I'm all-in.

Whoa.

I fold.

I'm out.

I fold.

Mr. Murtagh.

We meet again.

And again.

Until we get it right.

Dr. MacDonald.

How do you like being back

in north Carolina?

Come on, Jeff.

He seems confident.

The government will show

that in the early morning

of February 17, 1970,

Jeffrey MacDonald,

for reasons we might

never understand,

did in fact, attack, bludgeon,

and stab his wife

and his two daughters to death.

And then staged his home

to look as though

it was the work of intruders.

Cooking up a story

about murderous hippies

to try to throw suspicion

off himself.

Ladies and gentlemen

of the jury,

at the heart of our case

is the proposition

that people can twist the truth,

but that things do not lie.

And we will prove that there is

no other explanation

for how those vibrant

little girls

and their mother could have died

except at the hands

of their own father.

The government has a bad case.

Because they don't have

a good villain.

What they do have is

a loving father and husband,

not to mention a doctor

and a green beret.

This is a story of a man's life

that was tragically altered

when four drugged-out hippies

broke into his home,

murdered his wife,

his two lovely little girls,

and left him for dead.

Now, the prosecution can offer

no motive for these murders

because Jeffrey MacDonald had no

motive for killing his family.

Sergeant mica, remind me again

when you were relieved of duty

and turned the crime scene over.

At 0700 hours,

my superior officer arrived

at the crime scene

and took over.

To the best of your knowledge,

did you carry out

standard protocol

for processing a crime scene?

To the best of

my knowledge, sir, yes.

Thank you, sergeant.

No further questions.

So, sergeant, you were in charge

of the investigation that night,

is that correct?

Yes, sir.

And tell me, how many

crime scenes

of this magnitude

have you processed?

Of this magnitude, none, sir.

Can you tell me, sergeant,

how many military policemen

were in that house

the night you were there?

Maybe a dozen.

And did you attempt to compile a

list of names of who was there?

No, sir.

So, you have no idea

who actually came

and went that night.

Not exactly.

And when did you discover that

one of your men had stolen

Dr. MacDonald's

wallet from a desk

in the active crime scene?

That I learned later.

And after hearing

Dr. MacDonald's description

of the four assailants,

did you order road blocks

at the exits of the post?

No, sir.

Even after one of your men

said He saw a woman

matching the description

of the female suspect,

a woman with long, blonde hair

and a floppy hat in the area?

No.

The court is recessed

until 9:
00 A.M. tomorrow.

We had a good day.

You think the jury was with me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

That's good to hear, Joe,

because I trust you.

Thank you.

Thank you for being here

to tell the story.

Of course.

I'm here for you.

Good morning, gentlemen.

I'm not going to allow the

psychological evaluations in.

Any of them.

But your honor?

The evaluations

are critical to our case.

They speak to our

client's state of mind.

They show that Jeffrey MacDonald

was not capable of such a crime.

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