CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (2000–2015): Season 9, Episode 21 - If I Had a Hammer... - full transcript

JEREMY: I never did get to tell
my side of the story.

I was accused of a crime
I did not commit.

I was held without bail

in the East Clark County
Detention Center, awaiting trial.

I'd never been to jail before.

It's not a place you wanna be.

[DOOR BUZZES]

The prosecution
called on my cellmate

to testify against me.

Well, he told them
that I had confessed

to the murder of Thomas Harrot.



It was a lie.

In exchange for his testimony,

my cellmate
got a suspended sentence.

I wanted to take the stand,

but my public defender
told me it was a bad idea,

and I trusted him.

MAN:
Yeah.

JEREMY:
I thought jail was hell.

Then I got to the state pen.

I've been there for 18 years.

After being denied parole in 2000,

I began studying the law.

I figured if nobody was gonna
help me, I had to do it myself.

And I discovered there were a lot of
other innocent men like me in prison.



There were new ways to prove that.

Then two years ago,
I ran into my cellmate again,

and he revealed to me

that the testimony against me
had been his lawyer's idea.

[GRUNTS]

GUARD 1: Everybody on the ground!
GUARD 2: Everybody on the ground!

That's when I discovered
that we had the same lawyer,

the late Benjamin Tripp, Esquire.

JEREMY:
Your Honors,

my court-appointed lawyer
conspired against me,

and the county prosecutor
just looked the other way.

Now, this was more
than a conflict of interest.

This was collusion.

Eighteen years ago,

I was denied my constitutional right
to a fair trial.

Under the law,
I'm entitled to have my day in court.

CATHERINE: It was 1991,
the night of the Rampart Casino fire.

My first solo.

The victim, Thomas Harrot,

called 911 to report an intruder
in his house.

He was 91 years old,
and he lived alone.

First officer on the scene
found him down on the floor,

blunt-force trauma to the head.

A rock was used to break a window,

and that appeared
to be the point of entry.

The State Supreme Court

has granted Jeremy Kent
a new trial.

The standards and documentation
have changed substantially since '91,

so we're going to reexamine
all my old evidence.

The house was demo'd
six months ago,

but I still have the crime-scene sketch,
so I can walk you through it.

CATHERINE:
The house is dark.

There's no car out front.

Mr. Harrot hadn't driven
since he was 85.

So, to Kent,
the place must have looked empty.

NICK: Well, it says here,
two nearby houses

were also burglarized
around the same time.

The first one was on Crawford
and the second one on Skidmore.

Lights out, no cars,
and a rock used to break the window.

A witness on Crawford
saw a man running down the driveway,

recognized him as a neighborhood kid,
and picked Kent out of a lineup.

Other than the rocks,
was there any evidence of Kent

at the other two houses?

No. The only physical evidence
that led to the suspect

was the print on the rock
that I found right here.

Kent came here to burg the place.

Yeah, and his plans changed
when he ran into Mr. Harrot.

Get out of my house.

[GRUNTING]

Old man. Half deaf, half blind.

Mr. Harrot wasn't a threat.

There was no need to kill him.

I always thought that tipped the jury.

- Did you recover a murder weapon?
- No.

But the depression fractures
on the victim's skull

suggested a hammer.

Follow me.

So there's an alley here.

There was obviously a number
of shoe impressions that evening,

but this particular one

was right here.

It was unique because it was fresh
and it was facing the fence.

Now, Harrot's neighbors reported
that their motion light came on,

so I figured that maybe the suspect
jumped the fence.

So I searched the yard.

I didn't find any shoe impressions
on the other side of the fence.

So, all you had was an eyewitness
who was a half a mile away,

testimony from Jeremy Kent's
ex-cellmate,

and a single fingerprint from a rock.

Back then, it was enough.

Got it figured out?
Legal just put this on my desk.

[CHUCKLES]

I've been subpoenaed
by Jeremy Kent.

He's requesting
a pretrial conference.

Yeah, he probably wants to talk to you
about how he got life based on a rock.

[GLASS SHATTERS]

OPERATOR:
911. What's your emergency?

- Someone's trying to get in my house.
- Are they still there, sir?

[CLATTERING]

- Sir?
- I hear someone in the other room.

- I need the police. I'm all alone.
- What is your address?

901 West Westcroft. Hurry.

OPERATOR: [ON RECORDING]
I'm dispatching a unit.

Please stay on the phone, sir.

HARROT: I'll be right back.
OPERATOR: No. Sir?

HARROT:
I'm going to see who's out there.

HARROT: Be right back.
OPERATOR: Sir?

OPERATOR:
Stay with me, sir--

When the first officers arrived,
the phone was still off the hook.

Does that mean we have the murder
on tape?

No. The victim's bedroom
faced the street,

so all we've got
is a lot of sirens passing by.

I figure they were going to the fire.
Fortunately,

audio analysis has come a long way
since ‘91.

[REWINDING]

HARROT:
Be right back.

Play it again.

HARROT: Be right back.
OPERATOR: Sir? Stay with me, sir.

[SIRENS WAILING ON RECORDING]

ARCHIE: Listen to the low end
of the frequency.

- That sound like an engine to you?
- Yeah.

I think I can isolate and amplify that.

[BEEPS]

[ENGINE HUMMING]

ARCHIE: It's closer to the phone
than the sirens.

- So it had to be outside the bedroom.
- Three minutes into the call.

Cops didn't arrive for almost 25.

Can you match that engine
to a specific make and model?

Like the suspect's
1984 Pontiac 6000?

Well, I can try.

Two depressed circular fractures
of the frontal skull.

Sam Barnard
conducted the autopsy.

Minimal documentation.

Listed COD
as intracranial hemorrhaging.

Can we call Dr. Barnard
for a consult?

Passed away in '98.

Loved chili dogs,
but his arteries didn't.

All right, two fractured ribs
on the left side,

third fracture on the right,

and a dislocation
from the vertebral column.

Barnard attributed
all of these other injuries

to the fall after the attack.

That's ridiculous.

A 90-year-old man
may have bones like eggshells,

but he can't possibly fall on his left side
and his right side at the same time.

Logic dictates
that the thoracic injuries

were sustained prior
to the head blow.

Beaten,

then killed.

You couldn't get away
with this quality of work today.

Hey. I dug up
the original ME's notes.

What did the good doctor say

about the hairline fractures
to the femur and the tibia?

He describes them as age-related,
osteoporotic degeneration.

They could've just as easily
been caused by a struggle.

At the time you investigated
the Harrot murder,

how long had you been employed
by Las Vegas PD?

- Eighteen months.
- Oh, that's all?

Prior to the Thomas Harrot murder,

you always worked
under a supervisor?

- Yes.
- So this case

was your first
unsupervised investigation?

It was my first solo case.

But all my casework was reviewed
by my supervisor.

Well, regardless, it was in your
best interest to get a conviction.

I don't deal in convictions.
That's for the jury.

Still,

it worked out pretty good for you.

- Better than it did for me.
- Is that a question?

Oh, I'm sorry
if I'm wasting your time here.

It's just, I've been in here for 18 years
for something I didn't do.

So all I got is time.

You know,
I met a drug dealer in here

who knew your husband,
Eddie Willows.

Apparently,
he was a very good customer.

I heard he died.

- My condolences.
- I'm sorry, what was the question?

Were you taking any drugs,
legal or illegal,

at the time you were processing
this crime scene?

- No.
- Was it because you were pregnant?

- How is your daughter?
- How is that relevant?

Oh, I'm laying a foundation.

That's how we refer to it
in the legal community.

Now, having a child
is a life-altering experience.

Did your pregnancy
influence your judgment?

No.

So your condition
didn't impose any limits

to the chemicals you could use
in processing the crime scene?

No, all the evidence I collected
was bagged and tagged,

and all the tests were conducted
by the experts.

Who, like yourself, are all employees
of the Las Vegas Police Department

and, therefore, inclined to give
their employer the answers they want.

I don't trust your lab results.

CATHERINE: Which is why
you can exercise your right

to hire the expert of your choosing
to reexamine the evidence.

JEREMY:
Right, at my own expense.

You see, I haven't earned
that much money in the last 18 years.

Hey.

I got the blood exemplar
for Thomas Harrot from cold storage,

but the lab wasn't doing DNA
back then,

so Catherine's gotta get
a buccal sample from the suspect.

What are you looking for?

The blood stains
that Catherine analyzed

are consistent with the victim,

but the lab didn't have ALS
until 1995.

So I'm thinking it's possible

that there was an area
of non-visible blood from the suspect

that Catherine couldn't see.

Hm.

What does that look like to you?

WENDY:
A giant sperm cell.

Maybe a big comma.

Catherine never recovered
the murder weapon,

but she always suspected
that it was a hammer.

JEREMY:
And speaking of evidence,

per the ASCLD regulations,

all current evidence examinations

must meet
the 2009 forensic standards.

You've done your homework.

Which brings me

to the only physical piece of evidence
we have in this case,

which is item number CW-2,

the rock which you claim you found
in Mr. Harrot's living room.

Now, I was convicted

on a five point of minutia match,

which, per ASCLD regulations,
is far from conclusive today.

Which makes the print
more prejudicial than probative.

I maintain that that print belongs
to the real killer of Thomas Harrot,

and I am filing a motion with the court
to have the rock excluded.

Have you got anything else?

Yes or no?

Hey, we got a big problem.

Bigger than "crime is up,
and our budget is down"?

CATHERINE:
Jeremy Kent is filing a motion

to throw out the only physical evidence
linking him to the crime scene.

- The infamous rock, huh?
- Yeah.

ADA says
that it could be up to the judge.

Well, was your ridge structure faded
or broken?

How strong are your points
of identification?

Strong enough to confirm an ID
and get a conviction.

- Catherine.
- Okay, it wasn't a road map.

It was a difficult comparison.

Then let's not take a chance
on losing this.

Oh, I know. I know.
Go back to the rock.

I reexamined the rock,

enhanced the ridge detail
in Photoshop,

which we didn't have in ‘91.

I developed a unique pattern
within the core

and matched it
to Kent's ten-card print.

Is that a smiley face?

- You don't see those every day.
- He lied. He was there.

I have something too.
It's a theory. Um...

We'll need to go back to the scene.

RAY:
The toe end of the impression

was deeper than the heel end,

which tells me

that the toe exerted more pressure
than the heel.

Which wouldn't have been the case
if Kent was just standing here.

How tall is he?

He's about your height.

I can't see over the fence, unless...

I missed that.

The neighbors' motion-sensor light
went off, right?

- Yes.
- But you found no evidence

of the suspect being in their yard.

Right.

Yet something had to set it off.
Maybe he...

Maybe he tossed the weapon.

Well, I searched the yard,

and I went back the next day
and searched it again, and...

The first thing Grissom taught me:

People never look up.

Ray.

I've seen some crazy stuff
in my day,

but this has gotta take the prize.

- Smoking hammer in a tree.
- Yes.

[POLICE SIREN WAILING]

RAY: Do you remember
how tall this tree was back in ‘91?

CATHERINE:
I think it was just below the roofline.

Jury's never gonna believe this
unless we document the hell out of it.

So, let's go back and get
the video camera and the chain saw.

RAY: I sent a copy of the
videotape over to the DA's office.

I think we may have Kent's prints
in the victim's blood.

RAY:
Over time,

the bark must have encapsulated
the prints like a fossil.

Ray, if this is the murder weapon,
we have Kent dead to rights.

According to Wendy,
the blood on the murder weapon

was from Thomas Harrot.

It's all coming together.

Just give me the results.

I get it. You're a little touchy

because you missed something
the first time.

Murder weapon,
which was your whole case.

But, as of now, Catherine Willows,
you are a rock star.

Am I going to be able
to explain this to the jury?

You know, I'm available
for court testimony, if needed.

Okay? Now, first, I chemically tested
the metal part of the hammer,

and I found ferric oxide.

While not specific, it does indicate

the hammer was exposed to
the elements for a long period of time.

Next, I documented the growth
of the tree around the hammer

using photos
from the original crime scene

and the photos that you took today.

Quercus agrifolia, desert oak,
grows about six to eight inches a year,

which means that your tree

probably grew about nine feet
in 18 years.

A bark collar grew around the hammer
during that period of time,

which confirms that the hammer
was in the tree for many years.

And, therefore, no one can accuse you
of planting it.

Pardon the pun.

Unfortunately,

the scientific improbability
of getting a viable print or DNA

is a completely separate issue,

but I'll back you.

Good to know.

Hey, Catherine.

You get any usable prints
off the hammer?

Yeah. Two.

Neither one of them's a match
to Jeremy Kent.

- What?
- Yeah, I did a visual comparison.

Mandy peer reviewed.

I'm sorry, Catherine. It just...

It isn't him.

ECKLIE: When Kent discovers
you found the murder weapon

with someone else's prints, he's gonna
fast track himself to an acquittal.

We have the print on the rock,
which still puts him at the scene.

But Kent's prints
aren't on the hammer.

So, clearly, there was an accomplice,
who probably committed the murder.

- Yeah, who we still need to identify.
- Obviously.

Okay, pretrial hearing is in 48 hours.

You're gonna have to reveal
the prints then.

It would be nice
if Kent would give us a name.

Yeah, well, why would he?
He's kept it a secret for 18 years.

Then ask without asking.
Sweat him with the rock evidence.

VANDERPOOL:
The judge denied your motion.

The rock's back in play.

CATHERINE:
I reexamined the rock.

I enhanced the fingerprint
and photoed it.

And this time around,

I found several highly unique points
of comparison,

including this happy-face pattern,
which is an exact match to your print.

MAN: And that print
puts you at the crime scene.

You were there.
You killed Thomas Harrot.

CATHERINE: Mr. Kent,
if there's another explanation,

other than the obvious,

now would be a good time
to come clean.

Once you're wearing these,

nobody believes anything
that you have to say.

Try me.

[SIGHS]

I was there.

But I didn't kill the guy.

I needed to make some fast money.

I broke into those other two houses.

I picked them because it looked like
nobody was at home.

The old man's house
was my third stop.

When I went inside,
there was a body on the floor.

I got the hell out of there.

Well, why not just call 911?

[SCOFFS]

Yeah. "Hello, I just broke into a house,
and I found a dead body on the floor.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
I'll just wait right here for you."

I was a reckless punk.

And-- And I messed up big-time.
I broke the law.

But I did not kill that old man.

Somebody else did that.

Why didn't you mention this
18 years ago?

Because my lawyer advised me

not to admit
that I was at the scene of the crime.

It was the only honest piece of advice
he ever gave me.

You know what would give your story
more credibility?

If you could ID the other suspect.

Lady, if I would've seen him,

that would've been the first thing
out of my mouth.

But whoever killed Harrot
was long gone by the time I got there.

We're done here.

Oh, sure. Yeah, why would you admit
to making a mistake

that cost me
the last 18 years of my life?

All I want is my life back.

Is that asking too much?

Hey.

Jim.

- Thanks for coming by.
- Sure, you bet.

So we're all just passengers
on the time train.

[CATHERINE CHUCKLES]

Well, you got that right.

So you hit a snag.

Well, Jeremy Kent now admits
that he was at the Harrot house.

And when he got there,
the old man was already dead.

I call that "perp fiction."

The problem
is that his story is consistent

with the new evidence
I have yet to disclose.

Oh, come on, Catherine,
you know...

I had this guy pegged
as the bad guy

the minute I laid eyes on him
18 years ago, and so did you.

Yeah.

What if he's telling the truth?

Wrong place, wrong time.

Oh, you gotta tune that out.
That's all bull.

All that matters
is what you got on him.

Now, these guys lie because--
Well, because they're good at it

and they're hiding something.

And the thing they're hiding is usually
the thing that makes them guilty.

A million years ago,

back when Eddie and I
first started dating,

we, uh, went to a party,

and, uh, you know,
we drank our fair share.

And it was time to leave,
and he tosses me the keys

because I'm the responsible one.

So, you know, I'm driving,
and he starts singing this stupid song,

which I've completely blanked
from my memory.

And one moment,
I'm just laughing hysterically,

and the next, he has grabbed
the wheel from my hands

because I almost ran over a man.

And in that moment,
my life would've changed completely

because of a bad decision.

So...

...what makes me any different
than Jeremy Kent?

You know, Eddie was right.
You are the responsible one.

And if you had hit that guy,

you would've called the cops,

because you would've taken
responsibility for your actions.

Now, Jeremy Kent
is a jailhouse lawyer.

He's a scumbag.

Now, his freedom, his whole life

depends upon getting you
to doubt yourself.

Don't let him live rent-free
in your head.

CATHERINE: I need your help.
I wanna run the case.

The question: Does the evidence
support my initial conclusion

that Jeremy Kent
killed Thomas Harrot?

I'll start.

The print on the rock
is even stronger than before.

The broken window
was the only sign of forced entry,

and Kent admits to it.

RAY: Unknown shoe
impression at the victim's yard.

Same size, but never matched
to any of Jeremy Kent's shoes.

That makes it equivocal.

GREG: Archie is still working
on the 911 tape,

trying to match the engine noise
to Kent's car.

NICK: Two unknown prints
on the murder weapon.

Neither one's a match to Kent.

Sounds like that would exclude him.

What if...?

What if

he really did kill the old man

and a second suspect tossed
the hammer over the fence?

An accomplice would make sense.

Seven out of ten breaking-and-entering
cases in Las Vegas

involve multiple suspects.

That would mean
that the second suspect

probably touched it last,
which is why we only got his prints.

If there was an accomplice,
why didn't Kent give him up?

Because sometimes there's honor
among thieves.

If he knew he was going down,

why drag someone else down
with him?

NICK:
I don't know about that.

If any of these guys
thought they could cut a deal,

they'd roll over on their mother.

I think you're both right.

People are motivated
by self-interest,

but there are certain human bonds
that trump even our base instincts:

love, blood, fear.

Right, there's people I love,

but I wouldn't go to prison
for any of them.

My money's on fear.

GREG: So, what would Kent
have to be afraid of?

He wasn't connected to a gang
or organized crime.

- What about his family?
- He was living on his own.

His closest relative was an uncle.

Sometimes your friends
are your family.

Did you check
the prison visitor log?

The DA said
that he's never had any visitors.

GREG:
Kent never made it to college.

Most of his friends
were probably from high school.

Okay, I'll call the high school,
get his yearbooks,

see if any of his old teachers
still work there.

We find the accomplice,
we find the truth.

Hey, Arch.

- Hey.
- Got your text.

Check this out.

A forensic auto expert sent me over
an engine signature database.

So I compared the noise
on the 911 tape to a Pontiac 6000.

- No match.
- That's okay.

We have a new theory
that Kent had an accomplice.

Maybe the car on the tape
belongs to him.

Well, that explains a lot.

[ENGINE HUMMING
ON RECORDING]

- Hear that jingling sound?
- Yeah, like keys shaking together.

Mm-hm. That's a heat riser
from a '60s- or '70s-era Dodge engine.

Now, from zero to 27 seconds,
that jingling is constant.

Tells me the car was idling.

Maybe one of them went
into the house

while the other one waited
in the car.

ARCHIE: Look, at 27 seconds,
the engine revs up and down.

Somebody was hitting the gas.

Yet 27 seconds,

Thomas Harrot was on the phone
with the 911 operator,

saying someone was already
in his house.

Listen to this.

At two minutes and 45 seconds
into the tape,

the Dodge revs and drives away.

And then 10 seconds before that...

[THUDDING ON RECORDING]

Wait. Slow that down. Play it again.

[THUDDING ON RECORDING]

Car doors slamming?

Two separate doors.
There was definitely two of them.

So we know at some point
they were both out of the car.

Question is,
were they both in the house?

Something about the hammer prints
wasn't sitting right with me,

so I reexamined it.

Now, the full print on the shaft,
that's a no-brainer.

That's clearly not Kent's.
But the partial?

That's a different story altogether.

Check out the, uh, top edge here.

That's not print surface.
That's regular skin.

I think the suspect
was holding the hammer like this.

You can see the inside edge
of my pinkie's covering the base.

NICK: There could've been other
prints, but they weren't in blood

so they wouldn't have been preserved
over time.

You only got a ten card on Kent.

That doesn't include the inside
of his fingers.

Need to get some major case prints
on this guy.

- That partial could be his.
- Thank you, Nick.

You're welcome.

RILEY: Let me guess. You still go
through your high-school yearbooks?

Like you don't?

I can't. I burnt them.

It was very cathartic.

Oh, look, here he is.

Jeremy Kent and Sabrina Littee.

You know, Archie identified a Dodge
from the 911 tape.

- This could be it.
- That's not just any Dodge.

That's a '68 Super Bee.
Classic muscle car.

- Look, we got the license.
- Yeah.

Okay, the car was registered
to an Arthur Littee from 1988 to 1993.

Wanna bet she's his daughter?

Maybe Sabrina took Daddy's car
out for a night out on the town.

I'll call Brass.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

BRASS:
Oh, hello, young man.

I'm a police officer.
I'm looking for Sabrina Owen.

Hey, Mom, somebody's at the door.

And tell Sam and Katie to hurry up.

- Hi.
- Oh, uh, hi.

I'm Detective Jim Brass,
Las Vegas Police.

Are you Sabrina Owen,
used to be Sabrina Littee?

Yes. Can I help you?

Yeah, I'd like to ask you
a few questions about Jeremy Kent.

- Hey.
- Hey. Hey, hey, guys.

Uh-uh, slow down.

- You're on the pink team.
- Sorry.

Yes, yes.

Jeremy Kent.

Wow, I haven't...

I haven't heard that name
in such a long time.

Hmm, I'll bet.

Isn't he, um...? Isn’t he in prison?

He's trying to get out.
He's been granted a new trial.

I'm doing some routine follow-up.

I know you went to
high school together.

- What can you tell me about him?
- Oh, um...

I remember he liked to play up
his bad-boy rep to impress the girls.

Did it work? Did it work on you?

Uh, no.

[LAUGHS]
No.

I mean, he definitely tried, so...

I mean, the truth is,
I didn't really know him that well.

Then how come he was driving
your father's Super Bee

the night he killed Thomas Harrot?

Mom. We're gonna be late.

Just a minute.

Okay, look.

Jeremy and I were dating,
but nobody knew.

- We kept it a secret.
- Why?

Because I wanted it that way.
He wasn't my type,

and that was the appeal.
You know how it is.

What about the car?

So, yeah, yeah,
I let Jeremy use the car sometimes.

I didn't know how to say no to him.

Where were you
the night of the murder?

I was at home with my parents,

watching news coverage
of the Rampart fire.

I'm gonna need contact information
on them.

Mom, we're gonna be late.

Just a minute.

- Mountain View Cemetery, plot 921.
- Look, I'm sorry.

Look, my husband's an attorney.

- So don't talk to me. Talk to him.
- No, no, I understand.

I totally understand. Listen,
this is a warrant for the Super Bee.

According to the DMV,
it is currently registered to you now.

So we're gonna take the car.

Enjoy the game.

[WHIRRING]

We've got something.

CATHERINE:
That look like blood?

What are the odds
that's window glass from the house?

About the same
as finding a hammer in a tree.

The elemental composition
of the glass that you found in the car

is indistinguishable from the exemplars
that you collected 18 years ago.

Also, both had traces of diazinon.

- Insecticide?
- Yes, indeedy.

Which was banned in 1999.

So I'll give you
a money-back guarantee

that this piece of glass

was once part
of the victim's living-room window.

Hey, I just got your results.

She's fast, but she's thorough.

Um, the blood on the glass
did not belong to Jeremy Kent.

It was female,
and it wasn't in CODIS.

Okay, so, we know
that Kent and his accomplice

both entered the house
through the broken window.

- Didn't the car belong to his girlfriend?
- Yeah.

[SIREN WAILING]

[GASPS]

[GROANS]

We have DNA
that puts your wife at the crime scene.

You were there with Jeremy,
weren't you?

- Don't answer.
- You better come up with answers,

or you're not going anywhere.

- Jeremy got me pregnant--
OWEN: Don't say a word.

Listen. My client was a 16-year-old kid
who got mixed up with the wrong guy.

But she got herself straightened out.

We've been married for 15 years.
I adopted our son Tyler.

There's no conspiracy here.

Now, we are here as a courtesy.
So either you charge her, or we walk.

Who are you, the lawyer
or the husband? Which one is it?

Ahem. I wanna talk.

- Not until we have an agreement.
- Honey, I wanna talk.

Jeremy got me pregnant.

I couldn't tell my parents
about the baby.

He said we could move to L.A.,
start over. We didn't have the money.

He promised me
that he was gonna get the money,

and I was naive, you know.
I was naive to believe him.

So you were with him
when he robbed those houses?

OWEN: Sabrina, I am advising you
not to say anything else.

I waited in the car.

You didn't wait
at Thomas Harrot's house.

I did.

At first.

The house
was supposed to be empty.

But then I heard Jeremy's voice,
and I knew something was wrong.

What happened
when you went inside?

I saw the old man lying on the floor.

And Jeremy was standing over him
holding a hammer.

He was already dead.

We have your fingerprints in blood
on that hammer. You're lying.

Get out of my house.

[GRUNTING]

[SABRINA SCREAMS]

I didn't kill him.

No, no, no.

Jeremy gave me the hammer
to throw away.

Honey.

Honey.

You believe me, don't you?

Counselor, why don't you explain
to your client the felony murder rule?

Why don't you explain it to her?

Because I don't know
who you are anymore.

Baby. Honey, don't leave me.

Honey, please don't leave me.

Baby, I'm begging you.

Baby, please don't leave me!

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CRYING]
Oh, God.

Sit down. Relax. Sit down.

Oh, God.

The felony murder rule states
that when a murder is committed

during the commission of a felony,
like a burglary,

all the participants can be charged
with first-degree murder,

regardless of who
actually swings the hammer.

Let me lay out our case
that we have against you

and your accomplice.

Due to the granting of your new trial,
the lab reopened your case.

We found the murder weapon,

a claw hammer.

And we found your print

on the base of the handle
of that hammer.

And we found
your accomplice's print in blood

on the body of that handle.

We've identified your accomplice
as Sabrina Owen,

formerly Sabrina Littee,

your girlfriend
at the time of the murder.

And she's made a full statement

implicating you as the killer
of Mr. Thomas Harrot.

You're freaking lying to me.

These are copies
of all pertinent documents,

as well as a transcript
of Mrs. Owen's sworn confession.

"I saw the old man on the floor.

Jeremy was standing over him,
holding a hammer.

He was already dead."

I can't believe
she would do this to me.

Yeah, you protected her for 18 years,
and she sold you out in five minutes.

I kept my mouth shut
so my kid would have a mother.

Everything I've done, I did for them.

Why did you ask for a new trial?

You had to have known
that we might find out about Sabrina.

No, I didn't.

Not after all this time.

Then why?

- Because I'm entitled to a fair trial.
- But you're still guilty.

I think it was more than that.
You've been in here for 18 years.

She's been out there with your kid,
living a normal life.

I think you just got tired of having
to pay for the crime all by yourself.

All I think about in here is that kid,
who has no idea I even exist.

Sabrina never visited me once.
She never wrote.

She never even sent a photo
of my girl or boy. I don't even...

- I don't even know a name.
- Your son's name is Tyler.

- Did Sabrina cut a deal?
- No deal.

She's been charged.
She'll stand trial.

- So she'll testify against me.
- No, that's up to the DA.

Well, you tell the DA
to make sure that happens.

You're hoping
that your son will be there.

Might be the only chance
I have in my life to see him.

That's not right.

Maybe not.

But you had a choice.

Thomas Harrot didn't.

I'm saving my sympathy for him.