The Chamber Page #7

That was a mistake.

We kept two little Jews

from growing up into big Jews.

When their n*gger-loving father

killed hisself

it was like dropping

a little hook-nosed pebble in a pond.

The ripples went out with a message

for all the world to see -

the Jew is weak.

How do you figure that for a mistake?

Weren't supposed to be no killing.

Don't go soft, Sam.

The day is coming.

I wish you could stick around to see it,

buddy, it's coming.

Every day, more people open their eyes

and see the only thing wrong

with this country

is we've gone against the laws of nature,

God's law.

Only the strong have a right to survive.

And now, finally...

those not worthy -

the Jew, the African,

he who lies with another man -

they're all digging their own graves

and when we pile them in there

I'll drink a toast to you, Sam,

and I'll piss it out on their dead faces.

No.

You've been a good and loyal soldier, Sam.

Go with the dignity that is yours,

don't be confused by that little boy

who's got his daddy's weak blood in him.

He ain't pure, he ain't us.

No, you son of a b*tch. You son of a b*tch.

I ain't you. I ain't you!

You touch him, I kill you.

I'll rip your head off.

I'll kill you, you son of a b*tch.

- You know who this is?

- Your brother.

No, he ain't my brother.

You ain't my brother!

- Get out of here.

- I'll be praying for you.

You go to hell, you son of a b*tch.

- Go to hell!

- I'll be praying for you.

Rack Sam.

No word from the courts.

I'd like you to mail this for me.

If you would.

I don't have the addresses.

Don't give up, Sam.

There is one other thing.

Take that.

Rack Sam.

It's the Supreme Court.

The coffee's French Market,

just like you asked.

Thank you.

Rack back.

Adam Hall.

No. OK.

It ain't over, Sam.

It ain't over.

The United States Supreme Court

has denied a flurry of last-minute appeals

on behalf of Sam Cayhall.

Gas his ass! Gas his ass!

Hurry. Let's go.

Go.

Cayhall signed the request.

Goodman's in court now asking to open up

the Sovereignty Commission files.

What should we do?

I don't recall being asked to do anything.

Let's see what's in there.

It suggests an accomplice

to the Kramer bombing, for one.

Some far-right crazy named Rollie Wedge.

How the hell do you know that?

We'll discuss it later.

Now, if you'll excuse us?

- You were saying?

- I don't think it'll work.

There are other names. Some familiar.

Knowing in advance might be very useful.

It's the Governor, sir.

Hello, Governor.

Senator, Sam Cayhall's attorneys are trying

to get some Sovereignty files released

that you and your colleagues

might not appreciate.

I got a proposition for y'all

but you have to act fast.

Can't go home if you're going by the mill

Cos the bridge washed out

at the bottom of the hill

Big Creek's up and the Little Creek's level

Plough my corn with a double shovel...

These are for you, Cayhall.

I can offer you a sedative if you'd like.

All right.

Then you'd best start changing.

I'll be back in 30 minutes.

Don't be late.

Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner

Don't see why you don't stay a little longer

Old mule and the grasshopper

eating ice cream...

Gas his ass, gas his ass!

Rack up Cayhall.

It's all right.

Appeal's on the 28th, now don't forget.

I left your papers with Barry

in the law library.

Thanks, Sam.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the governor of the state of Mississippi,

the Honourable David Allen McAllister.

Tonight...

the Supreme Court of the United States

rejected all appeals

filed on behalf of Sam Cayhall.

So, at this moment of truth

I must face the terrible burden

of this office

that is mine and mine alone.

The question for me tonight is,

who is David Allen McAllister

to imagine in his finest hour...

- See you, JB.

- See you soon, Sam.

- ...wiser than the jury and the 47 judges...

- Spit in their eye, Sam.

...who have reviewed this case

over the last 16 years?

- Sam. Remember the Lord is with you.

- The answer's clear.

In the matter of life and death,

none among us are more knowing

than our system of justice.

Tonight, however,

information has come to us suggesting

Mr Cayhall may not have acted alone

in this heinous crime.

Now if these allegations prove to be true,

rest assured, anyone found to be involved

will be prosecuted

to the fullest extent of the law.

However,

no matter how many additional people

may be implicated in the future,

it does not change a fundamental fact -

Sam Cayhall is guilty as charged

and Sam Cayhall must pay the price.

So it...

It is with the greatest humility

that I bow in deference

to that great lady, Justice.

At one minute past midnight,

Sam Cayhall will meet his maker.

The final judgment will truly be His.

To the family of the victims...

we say nothing can replace

your great and terrible loss.

Revenge will never lessen

the unfillable void

left by those now gone.

And we pray with you...

that God may grant us

the strength and the courage

to prevent crimes like this

from ever again darkening our soul

with the blood of the innocent.

Good night and God bless America.

Kid, don't.

Don't try to save me any more.

I know someplace inside you,

you're trying to stir up some miracle.

We can't forget who Sam Cayhall is

or the kind of thinking that he represents.

I'm sure you haven't.

- And the other names?

- Useful information.

It'll help us effect

some real change next session.

Isn't that why we're doing this job?

All progress is a negotiation, Nora.

Of all the people and things

I hated my whole life,

the one I hated most was me.

I was given free entry into this world

to make of it whatever I could.

I've been sitting here for 16 years.

I was thinking, I...

I never did anybody any good.

Till you came down.

See, if I'm gonna be proud of you,

I got to be proud of your daddy.

He wasn't a weak guy, he was strong.

Strong enough to get away...

strong enough to give you

whatever it is that you got.

If he was able to give that to you,

I reckon this old man must have passed on

something good to him.

And I didn't know that.

I'm ready.

You come on in, we been waiting for you.

Do you know where you're going?

Moving right along.

What the f*** is going on, man?

Sam, this is your death warrant.

You know I'm required by law

to read it to you.

"We, the jury, find unanimously

and beyond a reasonable doubt

the following aggravating circumstances.

The capital murder

was committed during a felony.

The capital murder was especially heinous,

atrocious and cruel.

We, the jury, find unanimously

and beyond a reasonable doubt

the defendant Sam Cayhall

should be put to death by lethal gas

at the Mississippi State Penitentiary.

The 13th day of April, 1996."

Come on!

And no stays.

Is there any reason why

this execution should not proceed?

No.

Any final words, Mr Cayhall?

Maybe the ghosts are gone, Lee.

Maybe.

Thank you, Adam.

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