Reasonable Doubt Page #5

And I personally don't

believe he's guilty at all,

but I just need to ask you

some questions to clear...

Could you get me a glass

of water, please?

Um, yeah, sure.

Good night, counselor.

Drive safe.

There you go.

Look, I just don't understand.

If you know that he didn't do it,

then why are you still holding him?

Some of the other detectives are

having a problem with his story.

But like I said,

once we have our conversation,

I'm sure we can clear that all up.

- He got a phone call and he went crazy.

- Who called?

Wilson or something

from the D.A.'s office.

He was ranting about

making another call,

said someone was gonna

kill his wife. Davis.

What the hell's going on in here?

- Did you just call Mitch?

- No.

Get a unit over to

Brockden's house now.

Rachel! Rach!

Oh, somebody! Somebody help me!

- Get up.

- No! Why are you doing this?

- Get up.

- No!

Please, don't kill me.

- No.

- Don't hurt her!

Mitch. Mitch.

Toss the gun over here.

Do it.

Now, Rachel,

I want you to bend down

take that gun by the barrel

and pass it to me.

Whatever you're thinking of

doing, Clinton, don't do it.

Well, it looks like

you just f***ed up

our reasonable doubt here, Mitch.

What happened to your

family was terrible.

Doing this, it's...

it's not gonna change that.

I was protecting other

people's families.

Who's gonna protect

yours now, Mitch?

You?

You understand now? Do you get it?

Yeah, I get it.

I get that you watched

your wife and child

tortured to death

and you did nothing.

I get that you're a f***ing coward.

You froze.

You cared more about saving yourself

than your own flesh and blood.

- Mitch, please don't.

- You think if you take out

- as many parolees as possible...

- Shut up.

...you'll make what happened

to your family go away.

- Please.

- You know, if you were a man...

a real man,

you would've died first.

I thought I was dead.

I was hog-tied with my throat cut,

but I wasn't so lucky.

I had to watch my loved ones die.

You're not tied up though, Mitch.

So what are you gonna do, huh?

Are you willing to die first?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

We'll see about that.

Oh! Mitch! No!

You need to understand,

to see someone you love

bleed to death

in front of your eyes.

Please. Please don't.

- Please don't.

- Begging won't help, Rachel.

My wife begged.

It's a waste of time.

- Now...

- No! No!

Now you're gonna see

what it's like to be me.

Please!

To feel my emptiness,

my pain.

I'm gonna give you something

I never had, Mitch.

Prove you can do better than I did.

- Please.

- Go ahead.

Save... your family.

Mitch, no!

Mitch!

Mitch!

Can I help you with anything?

Oh, you're hysterical.

Rach!

Rach, he's here.

Give me Ella,

then you can say hello.

- Yeah, I got her.

- I know.

- This is my wife Rachel.

- Hey.

This is my brother Jimmy.

- Hello, Jimmy.

- Wow, hi.

- How are you?

- Better than I look.

And this...

- Oh Jesus.

- This is your niece...

Ella.

Oh my God. Hi, Ella.

Ella, that's your Uncle Jimmy.

Hey, Ella.

Oh my God.

Oh, Mitch.

You named her after your ma.

Wow.

Well, I don't know about you guys,

- but I am freezing.

- Yeah.

- Jimmy, wanna come in?

- Yeah, all right. Definitely.

- You okay with her?

- This is terrifying.

How do you do this?

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