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The Life of David Gale Page #5
- Hi.
- I'm Bitsey Bloom.
This is Zack Stemmons.
- We're... Uh, yeah.
- You want the tour?
There's a $20 mandatory
donation... apiece.
But you get
a reenactment photo pack,
and it's got five pictures.
- Okay.
Oh, sure. I got it.
Go sign the book.
It doesn't have to be
your real name though.
The first page just says
you're here to do research
on violent crime.
for nonprofit sh*t.
Take a reenactment
photo pack.
Uh, if you guys could share one,
it'd be really cool...
'cause the f***ers that
do my prints jerk my chain.
That's me.
My boyfriend took it.
We also got a video.
It's 50 bucks 'cause you
can see my tits.
There's a version
without tits. It's 35.
- Do many people take the tour?
- Not so much anymore.
We thought this'd be, like,
a busy week with Gale getting
So you... you don't mind
living here?
It's better than livin'
with my dick-wad parents.
It starts over here.
She let him crash here sometimes.
He was, like,
constantly wasted.
Exhibit one.
- The rest is in the kitchen.
Here's number two.
we usually show to folks.
or photos or video or anything.
Gale must have buried them.
take photos to whack off to later.
He-He's not exactly
a serial killer.
Whatever.
She was, like,
The meter man saw her
through the door.
Gale handcuffed her,
taped her mouth...
and then taped a bag over
her head so she couldn't breathe.
He used those housewife gloves
so he wouldn't leave prints.
from the tape on them.
- Uh! We ask folks
not to touch the exhibit.
- Right.
Totally sick part
is where they found
the key to the handcuffs.
- Yeah. We know.
- Wait. What? Where was it?
It was in her stomach, dude.
Gale made her swallow it
before he bagged her.
That's pretty much
the highlights.
Got questions?
I can still smell
the cigarette smoke.
It's the barbecue.
Can you imagine?
The key was in her stomach.
That's so f***ing cold, man.
- Zack?
- What?
Isn't that the cowboy
from the rest area?
- The same truck.
- Weird coincidence, huh?
Well, coincidences
are always weird.
That's why
they are coincidences.
Off the record.
Okay. We're off.
Constance
was murdered...
by what's known as
the Securitat method.
You're handcuffed,
forced to swallow the key.
and you're left there
to suffocate.
The Securitat did it to Romanians
when they wouldn't inform or confess.
Sometimes the bag was ripped off
your head at the last moment
to give you a second chance.
Otherwise, you died knowing
that the key to your freedom...
was inside of you
the entire time.
It's a cheap
but effective method.
The problem is...
I once mentioned it
in an article that I wrote.
Prosecution never knew that.
- Someone's framing you?
- Oh, it's more than that.
- There was a tripod.
- Right.
Facing her body.
We back on the record?
Yes. The tripod
had no fingerprints on it.
That means that
somebody brought it there...
set it up,
wiped it clean and left it.
Why? It's as if they wanted me
to know that somewhere out there...
is a record of exactly
what happened that afternoon...
as if they wanted me to die knowing
that the key to my freedom...
is out there somewhere.
Maybe you're being paranoid.
Miss Bloom, I used to be the state's
leading death penalty abolitionist...
and now I'm on death row.
Doesn't that strike you
as a little odd?
Any idea who "they" are?
No, but I've got someone
working on that...
someone I'm relying on
to prove my innocence.
Belyeu's hired a detective?
A journalist.
She has to help me.
- You know I'm innocent.
- No.
- No, I don't.
Wear me like a fur, Daddy.
Wear me like a fur.
Okay. Who's your hero?
Who's your... Ow! Ow!
You go get Cloud Dog.
Hey! Cloud Dog!
Call me when you land.
- Has any couple ever survived
a trial separation?
- Don't.
Isn't separating contrary
to the whole idea of trying
to work things out?
- Don't.
- Boo!
Jamie, get in, sweetie.
- See ya later, alligator.
- After a while, crocodile.
- Take it easy, "Japaneesee."
- Okeydokey, "artichokee."
Scoot.
- Listen...
- I sent you an E-mail.
- An E-mail.
- Just read it.
Jamie.
- Come on, sweetie.
Just read it.
You could at least hide the bottle.
Well?
Officially, you're on sabbatical.
Unofficially,
they want you out of here.
It was 4-2.
How did Ross vote?
I'm not supposed to dis...
Against you.
And you?
For you...
and against my politics.
- Yes. Mada...
- No. M... Please, please.
Madam. Atenc...
Atencin.! Attenzione.!
Uh, I am...
My name is David Gale.
I have phoned before.
Yes? Yes?
- Can...
No. Uh... Por favor.
What? No, never mind.
Can you please get Sharon Gale?
- Ah.! Seora Gale.
- Ah! Yes. Miss Gale. Yes.
- Hello? Hello?
So I... I wanted to hear
your feedback on the idea.
Look, Professor Gale, I could sit here...
as I'm sure others have...
and plead departmental cutbacks,
claim you need more publications...
I need a minority... whatever.
All bull geschichte.
Your record's brilliant.
You're an original voice,
worth in today's...
"scarcity defines value capitalist
system under which we toil..."
your weight in gold.
Hell, it's... It's not even
your alcohol problem.
It'd be nice to have a faculty member
whose crutch wasn't Prozac.
But to speak plain,
if I were to hire you...
in the eyes of the regents,
with an ear for gossip...
I'd be hiring a rapist.
you had a good lawyer.
- I was innocent.
- You don't get it, do you?
You're not politically correct,
Dr. Gale.
Welcome to the club.
- Socrates is...
is sentenced to death.
Socrates is sentenced to death.
I bet you didn't know that.
He was sentenced to death.
But Athenian law... Athenian law
let the condemned...
- come up with their own
alternate punishment.
Isn't that a great idea?
So where are the Athenians
when you really need 'em?
So anyway, Socrates...
And he was ugly.
- Did I mention that? Did I
mention that Socrates was ugly?
He was ugly.
Socrates was ugly, Plato was fat...
and, uh, and Aristotle
was a prissy dresser.
So anyway, Socrates
comes up with this idea.
He says... He says, "Well, what if
I pay a fine instead of death?"
He suggests a fine.
All he has to do in order to live...
is to come up with
an appropriately punitive figure.
Punitive figure.
Guess what he suggested?
Thirty bucks.
Thirty bucks?
Does that make any sense?
Thirty bucks. That's 30 mina.
That was the currency
of the day... a mina.
Well, it's minae.
Minae. That's the plural.
Minae.
Thirty bucks!
Thirty pieces of silver.
And the judges are so pissed that
more of them voted to kill him...
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