The Violent Years Page #5

No!

I was sore at first.

But then I realized

my brother got full justice of the court.

And I'm not sore at anybody anymore.

Order, order.

The defense rests, Your Honor.

You may step down, please.

Court will be in session.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

have you selected your foreman?

Yes, I'm foreman of the jury.

Have you arrived at your verdict?

Yes, Your Honor.

You will please pass your

verdict to the bailiff.

You will listen to the

reading of your verdict.

We find the defendant, Michael Craig,

guilty of first-degree murder.

The case will be continued

and the defendant return

to the court for sentencing

on September 28th.

The court is now adjourned.

Well whether you talk

to the captain or not,

I'm gonna stay on this case

even if I have to do it on my own time.

Mac, you've got me over a barrel.

I convicted that boy.

Well you had me over a barrel

on that stand out there.

Oh it's your job all

right, I understand that.

But the fact is I helped

you convict that boy

and I don't think he's guilty.

Mac, the case is closed.

Well then good day,

Mr. District Attorney.

Place looks different.

I live here now.

A dead man in a dead house, huh?

What do you want?

This place used to be nice.

Had some good laughs in it.

You got a search warrant?

No.

No you're right, I haven't.

I'm breakin' the law.

And when a cop starts to break the law

a person should be very careful.

I don't scare, Mac.

No I guess you don't.

You've got a lot of guts, haven't you?

You proved that on the stand.

Get out.

Out of my house!

Marco, Marco you lied on that stand.

I told the truth and it made

your lie look even better.

You want to punch me out, Mac, go ahead.

I'm gonna break you.

I don't care where you go or what you do,

I'm gonna be there.

You see, that kid may die,

but you're gonna wish he hadn't.

How's Mickey feelin'?

Oh,

I don't know.

There really isn't much

hope is there, Mac?

Now Pat, don't talk like

that, we're still trying.

Where to now?

Home, I guess.

All right, except that I'd like

to talk to Chet for a few minutes.

You want to come along?

I'll go with you but

I don't want to talk to him,

I don't even want to see him.

Hmm, all right.

I'll just be a few minutes,

then I'll take you home, all right?

Okay.

Dad, you look tired,

why don't you sit down?

You all right, Mike?

Sure, Dad, I'm all right.

Dad, have you seen Pat?

Yeah, I talk to her every day.

She's a fine girl, Mike.

Mike,

Carl's working hard to get an appeal.

I'm sure you'll get it.

Sure I will, Dad.

You know something?

I keep thinking,

if I'd only kept my mouth

shut at Duke Marcos's trial,

none of this would have happened.

Dad, Duke was guilty, I'm innocent.

You do believe me, don't you, Dad?

Never doubt that, Mike.

Dad, tomorrow they're

gonna tell me whether I,

I spend the rest of my life in prison

or die in the gas chamber.

Dad, I'm scared.

Mr. Craig?

Stop lookin' at me.

Where you goin' Chet?

Never mind.

Look, go someplace, huh, to a movie?

All right Pat, I'll only be a minute.

Mac, is it all right if I go in there

and see Chet alone?

Please.

You sure that's what you want to do?

Yeah.

Okay Pat, go ahead.

Get out of here, Pat.

Not till you hear what

I have to say to you.

I'm not interested in

what you have to say to me.

Mickey forgives you, Chet.

He doesn't even blame you.

He asked me to get you to a

doctor before it's too late.

Isn't that a riot, Chet?

Before it's too late?

I'll tell you what's a riot.

Mickey,

you,

Mac.

You all think I'm cracked.

Look around.

You don't see no bars here.

Oh, yes I do, Chet.

Twisted and gnarled inside that brain.

I'm finally beginning to

understand what Mickey meant.

You know I'm not like him, Chet,

I can't forgive you so easily.

I'm glad you're gonna live

your life twisted up inside.

- You finished?

- Yes, I'm finished.

Whether Mickey dies in a gas chamber

or spends the rest of his

life in that prison cell,

my life is finished.

The only thing I can do is

hate you with all my heart

as long I live.

Get out.

I feel sorry for you, Bobby.

I hope some day you wake up and understand

what you've helped him to do.

- Patty...

- Get outta here!

- What do you want?

- You know what I want.

And I'll get it out of

you, if I have to kill you.

Mr. Craig!

Get out of here, both of you.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Mac!

Quick, he's killing him!

Leave him alone, Mr.

Craig, it won't do any good.

Believe me, Mr. Craig, he's not worth it.

Chet.

Leave me alone, just leave me alone.

Get out.

All of you, get out.

Chet.

Chet, I won't tell 'em,

you know I won't tell 'em.

But you do it, do it for me.

Tell 'em, tell 'em the truth.

Do it for me, Chet please.

Tell 'em he didn't do it.

Tell 'em he didn't do it,

Chet, please tell 'em,

tell 'em he didn't do it.

Mac, he'll never break.

Mr. Craig I think I know

that boy better than you do.

Let's wait a few more minutes.

Lieutenant?

Chet doesn't know what he's doing anymore.

I know, Bobby.

Bobby, I want you to tell me the truth.

Chet killed Moe, didn't he?

Yes.

Do it, he didn't do it!

He didn't do it!

- Mac!

Mac,

please help him.

Bring him back.

I will.

I'm sorry Mr. Craig.

Chet!

Let me help you!

Chet!

Let me help you.

Chet, you can't keep running.

Don't you come after me.

Don't!

Chet, come down here.

Get away from me, I didn't do nothin'.

You need help, Chet.

Get away, get away!

You've got to face the truth, Chet.

Come on down so we can help you.

You've got to face the truth, Chet.

Come on down.

Get away!

Chet don't force me to use this.

I don't want to, but I will if I have to.

You better not hurt me, Mac.

You better not hurt me

'cause I didn't do nothin'.

I don't want to,

but I'm a cop, and I will if I have to.

You better not hurt me.

I won't hurt you, Chet.

You better not.

I didn't do nothin'.

Come on, Chet, come on boy.

You can trust me, Chet.

I promise sure we'll help you, Chet.

Don't you hurt me.

You can trust me boy.

Not gonna hurt you, see?

- Don't hurt me.

- No, I won't.

Let's go.

- You better not.

- No, I won't hurt you,

Chet, you can trust me, you know that.

Mac?

Mac, help me, Mac, Mac.

I'll help you, Chet.

You'll get help.

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