Proven Innocent (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - A Minor Confession - full transcript

Previously on Proven Innocent...

What are you doing, Maddie?

I need to figure out
what really happened to Rosemary.

You sure you really want to do this?

Ever since I saw Bellows,

it triggered something in me.

I was just doing my job,
and I honestly thought

you were guilty. In fact, I still do.

I announce my candidacy
for attorney general

to the great state of Illinois.

I got a line on Madeline Scott.



- Bring me something good.
- You know I will.

You think that I killed Rosemary?

I don't know what to think anymore.

I told myself I wouldn't come
until I found your killer.

I swear to you I'll find them.

The moment I was accused

of Rosemary Lynch's murder,

the world saw me as a different person.

I wasn't Madeline Scott
anymore. I was someone else.

I was the party girl,

the sex maniac, a killer.

Hi.

I was also the innocent victim.

- Thanks.
- Hi.



The wrongly accused,
the girl in trouble.

But however they saw me,
inside I felt the same.

Eventually, the inside changed, too.

When you live day to day
behind prison bars,

you begin to forget who you are.

You lose yourself.

One day, you realize
you've become something else.

Well, the Madeline Scott
that I know and love,

she's fierce,
inside the courtroom and out.

Every wrongfully accused person
faces the same challenge.

How do we stop letting others
define who we are?

Thank you, Pastor,

for that lovely sermon.

It was very inspirational.

For some more than others.

Michael's in a world
of his own sometimes.

The boy is 14 years old.
We both know what that means.

Ezekiel,

can I have a private word with you?

How old was William in this picture?

He'd just turned 14.

- Same age as your boy.
- You don't say.

William is 19 now, a gifted young man

and still a person of faith.

When Patricia joined the church
a few months back,

I started to visit him.

The pastor has been a godsend.

I-I still can't believe
any of this is real.

Two days after that picture was taken,

William was arrested for murder.

They locked him up for life.

Tried him as an adult
because he looked like an adult.

It happens all the time.

When a judge sees
what he thinks is a man

in his courtroom,
he treats him like one.

My nephew didn't shoot
any liquor store owner.

William has been suffering
in prison for five years.

He's lost all hope, Ezekiel.

We need you.

Why don't you start by telling
me how all this happened.

Well, that's the crazy part.

William confessed.

So...

the police asked for your help.

And you had the gun that killed

the liquor store owner in your bedroom?

Rabbit gave it to me.

Rabbit. Does he have a last name?

He looks like this, though.

This is incredible.

These are amazing.

He's called Soul Brother.

It's about an archangel
who saves humanity

but still can't get a cab.

Yeah, I feel that.

So, did you tell the police
about Rabbit?

They said I made him up.

They said lots of stuff,

But none of it's true.

I don't know what you want me to say.

How about starting with the truth?

Pastor White said you get people
out of jail.

We both do.

We don't always win,
but we do our best.

You'll do God's will.

And that will be good enough.

We'll do our best for you, William.

William got railroaded.

We need to take this case apart
piece by piece,

starting with the confession.

He was only 14 years old,

and the police questioned him
for 20 hours.

Where was his aunt during all of this?

Working three jobs.
She consented to an interview

that became an interrogation.

She didn't even know he was a suspect.

So no lawyers.

And no physical evidence
of him at the scene,

and no testimony putting him there.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Huge problem, though.

The murder weapon was found
in his bedroom.

Given to him by a guy called Rabbit.

Now, William only turned
the gun over to the police

because he thought he was helping them.

We need to find grounds
to get this back in court.

Well, we should eviscerate
defense counsel.

William's murder trial
lasted only one day.

I've had dental work
that lasted longer than that.

Jury deliberation took four days.

Must have been a holdout.

We need to track down that jury.

Vi?

Not Radcliff the Madcliff.

- Is that a person?
- He's the jury administrator.

He's been asking me out for six months.

So what's the problem? You're on
dating apps all the time.

There are many problems with Radcliff.

He has 50 birds, for starters.

Violet... it's only one date.

It's the fastest way to find out
who the holdout juror is.

Fine.

But you people owe me.

Hey, Radcliff, it's Violet.

- About that date.
- Really?

I just need a little favor.

I was the holdout on the jury.

William seemed like a good kid.

There was something sweet about him.

He was scared. Overwhelmed.

What made you change your mind?

The foreman would bring in
the newspaper every day.

They were running a series
on the man he shot,

Wan Lee Kim.

It was awful.

Did this influence your vote?

Absolutely.

After I read it, I voted to convict.

Thank you.

Your Honor, this is clearly
jury misconduct.

Indeed.

I hereby find reversible error
in the original trial.

Mr. Hurston is granted a new trial.

Let's get it right this time.

We're just getting started.

This is a step in the right direction.

If you say so, Mr. Boudreau.

I can't believe I agreed
to go out with Radcliff.

- Did I mention birds?
- Hey, who knows...

you may discover you love birds.

Or get avian flu.

Maybe I should date question mark guy.

He is such a hottie.

- Who is he?
- Jim something.

Rosemary dated him
the summer before she died.

I broke up with Jim,
and he showed up at Stanford,

like a stalker.

It was so creepy.

It ended badly.

Well, it seems like he should've
been the main suspect.

Why didn't anybody find him?

Oh, my original lawyer
searched every town

within a hundred miles.

Maybe we should try again.

No, I don't have a last name,
description.

Nothing.

I bet I can dig something up.

Yeah, have at it.

You looking for this?

Carlos Rafael Gomez, aged 22.

His face looks just like yours.

Where'd you get this?

Jared knows this guy.

Do you know how much trouble

you'd get into if you got caught?

You get arrested,
thrown into the system,

life as you know it would be over.

- I-I didn't even...
- You don't get it, do you?

You're a black boy living in Chicago.

You got a target on your back
the moment you leave this house.

So now you're officially grounded.

What? For how long?

You can't see that far into the future.

Hey, maybe this Rabbit will just

hop out of his hole and just confess.

We got to find him first.

Yeah, we're trying.

Meantime, we could go after
the detectives

who coerced William's confession.

The arresting officer
is a Detective Joe Folino.

- Damn it.
- Crap.

Am I missing something?

He's a jerk, but juries love him.

What the hell?

What are you doing here?

Hello, Madeline.

Just couldn't pass up a chance
to dance with you again.

Should be fun. I'll lead.

The kid confessed.

Detective Folino, do people sometimes

falsely confess to crimes
they did not commit?

Sure. And some people fake it
in the sack, too,

but, uh, I've been doing it long enough

to know the difference.

So you have no concerns?

I have zero concerns
about this confession.

Zero. He's the killer.

Nothing further.

Confessions are typically confirmed

using a written statement
or a videotape.

Why wasn't that done for William?

I videotaped him,
but the file got corrupted.

So you have no proof of a confession?

The defendant led me straight
to the murder weapon,

hidden in his bedroom.

Now, when you questioned
William, he told you who

- gave him that gun, didn't he?
- Yeah.

- He said it was a rabbit.
- Uh, he said

it was someone nicknamed Rabbit.

Yeah, but I don't know no Rabbit,

so obviously, the defendant was lying.

No. You were lying, weren't you?

You told him you needed his help
finding the real killer.

You never told him he was a suspect.

How does it feel deceiving
a 14-year-old boy?

Objection. Counsel is badgering.

Sustained. Are we about done,
Mr. Boudreau?

Yes, Your Honor.

We should put William on the stand.

No. I'm not exposing him to Bellows.

He'll force William to admit to
his confession, and we'll lose.

No dice on the wascally wabbit.

I canvassed the whole neighborhood,

and no one's heard of him
or they're not talking.

Well, he's got to be somewhere.

William didn't just make him up.

Find him.

Yeah, man.
That's what I'm trying to do.

We will find him.

But first, we need to verify
William's alibi.

This photo was taken on the day
of the murder.

If we can establish a time of day...

Let me see that.

That's Brainiac Comics on Damen Avenue.

They're open 10:00 to 4:00,

except for Wednesdays and Saturdays,

which is new comic release day.

Closet geek.

- But too good for the bird guy?
- Comic books are not birds.

Great!

Track down the owner.

What's up with Boudreau?

Why is he so cranky?

Doesn't want to let down William.

Or his church.

Hey! I just reached the next circuit.

And you just reached my last nerve.

Grounded means no video games.

Yeah, whatever.

- Excuse me?
- Nothing.

Oh, you think you a man now?

Fake IDs, impressing
your friends buying beers.

- You know, when I was your age...
- I know, I know.

You got in trouble, got beat up,

but then you found God.
Look, I'm not you.

Hey, you ain't gonna be
disrespecting me, homey.

Now, this is my house.

You do as I say,
or you can get the hell out.

That's fine with me.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

So, um... so, tell me something.

How's the, uh... how's the trial going?

- Awful.
- Yeah?

Every time I see Bellows,
I want to jam my pen in his eye.

Oh, God.

Sorry, I know you were
just asking to be polite.

It's okay.

The truth is refreshing
when you're dating someone.

We're dating?

Well, you know,
we're out on a date, so yeah.

OKAY, NOTE TO SELF: she doesn't
like the word "dating."

No, no, it's...

It's not that, I just, um...

I never learned how to do this.

I didn't get to go to college
and fumble around

like everyone else.

You've been out for what...
been out... six years?

There's more to you,
there's more to your identity

than just prison.

There is, huh?

And what would that be?

I don't know.

But I'm hoping to find out.

Dance?

Or don't you dance, either?

I should go.

- -Thank you all
so much for coming out today.

I'm Madeline Scott, and it is my...

Thank you. Thank you.

And it is my privilege and my honor

to announce the candidacy
and my wholehearted support

of Evan Esteban-Miller

for the attorney general of Illinois!

Unlike his opponent, Gore Bellows,

Evan is a talented, fair-minded,

successful trial lawyer.

Gore Bellows' prosecutions

are corrupt, and he has...

I expect you to stab me in the
back, Susan, but in the front?

Oh, grow up, Gore.

I had her on the show
because she gets ratings.

Not news. She's only
doing it to get to me.

Well, hell hath no fury

like a woman wrongfully
imprisoned for a decade.

You don't know the evidence.

She and her brother

killed that girl,
and now they're both free.

So, what do you want?

Besides the pleasure of your company?

- Oh, my. Are we flirting?
- Is it working?

The charm thing does not work on me.

Now, tell me what you want

and, more significantly,
how it benefits me.

Equal time, and...

the Marquez trial's coming up.

I'll give you exclusive access.

You'll still have to respond
to Madeline Scott's attacks.

No Madeline, no airtime.

It just so happens I have
an idea that will bring me

in direct conflict with Madeline Scott.

Are you talking about
the liquor store murder trial?

It's good,
but you're gonna have to do better

than that for my show.

Rosemary Lynch's parents.

I'm gonna use them in a new
campaign for victims' rights.

Once they're
front and center with me...

- I can bring up Madeline Scott.
- And remind your audience

that the only reason she's famous

is because she murdered
an innocent girl.

That's hot.

State of Illinois v. Levi Scott.

Mr. Scott,

- you finally joined us.
- Your Honor,

my client consents

to the plea arrangement agreed
upon with the prosecution.

- The plea is off the table.
- What?

Mr. Duncan, I am not fond
of these kinds of maneuvers.

I'm aware, Your Honor,
but new evidence has surfaced.

A sworn affidavit
from the complaining witness,

Heather Husband.

She asserts that the defendant

took a swing at them
with a baseball bat.

- No, Brian came at me.
- Mr. Scott.

- Levi.
- We're amending our complaint

to assault with a deadly weapon.

In light of Mr. Scott's
prior drug arrests,

we will be seeking the
maximum of 25 years in prison.

Your Honor, this is outrageous.
The State's amended complaint

creates new facts out of thin air.

You can dispute those facts
at the trial.

We're moving forward. Next case.

Maddie, I can't go to prison.
I can't. I will die in there.

What happens if we go to prison?

Okay? I can't do it! I can't!

State of Illinois v. Conway.

You're a lying bitch.

Great defense.

Did they teach you that
in law school or in prison?

Good one, babe.

Hurston, up against the wall. Now.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Don't touch my drawings!

This all looks like contraband.

We're gonna have to confiscate this.

It's all I got!

Get off me!

A search of inmate
Hurston's cell uncovered

some hand-drawn artwork.

The images are violent, alarming.

What do the drawings of William Hurston

reveal about his psyche?

Well, as you can see,

he's obsessively drawn the same event

- over and over again.
- No, no!

Is that an admission of guilt?

Objection. Calls for speculation.

Dr. Gregson is not
just the prison warden.

He is also an expert in
forensic evaluation of inmates.

He is here to provide
his expert opinion.

Overruled. Go ahead, Dr. Gregson.

A compulsion to reenact a crime
is a way of dealing with guilt.

To a reasonable degree
of medical certainty,

these drawings are tantamount
to another confession

to killing Mr. Kim.

Nothing further.

Isn't it also reasonable
to assume that these drawings

are a product of William's imagination?

The level of detail suggests otherwise.

Really?

Because in this drawing,
William is holding

a sharp Afro pick
that looks about two feet long.

And in this drawing, he has wings.

So, are you saying
that William had wings

and carried an Afro pick when he
allegedly committed this crime?

- Of course not.
- William has spent

five years in prison.

Isn't it possible that he thinks daily

about the charges that put him there,

and that all this is just an
exploration of that injustice?

I suppose it's possible, but...

And so wouldn't that
actually make these drawings

the opposite of a confession?

Objection. Argumentative.

Withdrawn. Nothing further.

Yo, Rabbit. I'm...

I'm not a cop!

Rabbit! I'm not a cop.

I'm sorry, man. I just...

I can't run anymore.

I'm not here to arrest you.
I'm not a cop, Rabbit.

Rabbit?

Sorry, I-I don't know your real name.

Rabbit was my brother.

He got shot in Fuller Park.

He died a year ago.

Mr. and Mrs. Lynch,
I can't tell you how much

I appreciate you coming down
here on this important issue.

So you want to create a new law

- for victims' rights?
- Exactly.

We intend to introduce legislation

that makes it more difficult

for guilty people like Madeline
and Levi Scott to be exonerated.

I was told you had new evidence
in Rosemary's investigation.

Well, no new evidence, per se,

but we want to apply
the same rigors to her case.

So we're just here for you to use us

to score political points?

Thank you...

- but no, thank you.
- Mr. Lynch,

you don't need to...

Charles and I divorced
several years ago.

Please continue.

It is my hope to name
the bill after your daughter

and that you will help advocate
for its passage.

I want the world to remember
the name Rosemary Lynch.

I'll do anything I can to help you.

You might not want to attack
Madeline and Levi directly.

Charles thinks they're innocent,

and he might oppose the bill if you do.

What do you think, Mrs. Lynch?

I think they're guilty as hell.

Hey, I just jaywalked.
Are you gonna arrest me?

What do you want, Bodie?

Dinner, foreplay.

Not necessarily in that order.

Yeah?

What's for dinner?

Coq au vin.

- Your place?
- Your place.

I'll bring the merlot.

Yeah, and the handcuffs.

I always do.

Yeah, you do.

Now, before this, uh, bacchanal begins,

I need a little favor.

Can you help me find a Rabbit?

Is that a sex thing?

No, it's the name of a guy.

I need his file.

He died a year ago in Fuller Park.

Well, if I do, you got to be my rabbit.

Oh, that's definitely a sex thing.

Hey, how are you doing
on Madeline Scott?

Joe, you know, I'm still...
I'm still thinking on that one.

Think faster.
This thing's starting to drag.

If you can get her to
admit she had something

to do with Rosemary Lynch's death,

you'll get your pick of assignments.

- London?
- Hey, wherever you want.

But it's got to be good.

Hey, I found out more
about our dead Rabbit.

His real name is Derrick Johnston.

And looking at his arrest record,

I definitely think he's the shooter.

Burglary, assault.

The police must have never
even looked at him

- for the liquor store murder.
- Of course not.

How did you get the police report?

Don't worry about it.
But wait, there's more...

if you look at the name
of the arresting officer

on the assault charge.

Radcliff.

Hi, Violet.

Hey, you ready for our lunch?

I-I brought along Curveball

so you can meet him.

Oh, you brought a bird.

That's really adorable.

Uh, does Curveball like baseball?

No, I-I named him
after the double agent

that lied to us during the Iraq War.

His sister's Rumsfeld.

Yeah.

I hate you.

Let's go.

Detective Folino,
we appreciate you coming back.

We just have a few more questions.

Do you recall William telling you

someone named Rabbit gave him
the gun that shot Mr. Kim?

And you told the court
you didn't know him?

That's right. Never heard of him.

Well, his real name
was Derrick Johnston.

Have you heard of him?

Maybe. Name sounds familiar.

I bet it does.

Your Honor, we'd like
to enter into the record

an arrest report for Derrick Johnston

on November 12, 2013.

Assault with a deadly weapon.

The arrest was made by the witness,

Detective Joseph Folino.

Now, your hand-written notes

are on that report. Correct, Detective?

- Correct.
- And what name did you use

for Mr. Johnston at
the time of his arrest?

Rabbit.

And the date of that
arrest occurred before

you arrested William.

- True?
- Yes.

So when William said Rabbit

gave him that gun,

you knew exactly who he was
talking about, didn't you?

I-I don't know if I recall if I...

But you never questioned

a known felon.

Look, criminals blame other
criminals when they're caught.

That's probably why I didn't pursue it.

The case against William was tight.

It was tight
because you made it that way.

By refusing to listen

to a 14-year-old boy.

I'm finished with this witness.

How come you didn't testify
at the original trial?

I didn't know it was happening.

Afterwards, someone told me
William had shot someone.

I was stunned.

He was a sweet kid.

Dave, shoo.

The fanboys... they love me.

Do you know anything about this?

Sure. That's William
with Fordson Frank.

He's a comic book legend.

I took this picture myself.

You did?

Do you remember taking this photo?

Yes. My signings were always
2:00 to 5:00,

Saturday afternoons.

I checked my calendar,

and Fordson Frank was there
March 22, 2014.

And Wan Lee Kim was shot
at 3:00 p.m. on that day.

Can you say definitively

that William was in your store
at that time?

Absolutely.

Thank you, Mr. Toth.

How many people in attendance
that day, Mr. Toth?

Ballpark.

Maybe 40.

And you're positive

William was in your store
the whole time?

Relatively positive.

Relatively. I see.

Tell that
to Mr. Kim's widow and children,

who miss their father
and husband every day.

"Relatively" doesn't bring him back.

"Relatively" does not prove
that William Hurston was

in your store when Mr. Kim
was murdered, does it?

You murdered Rosemary!

You're lying, Madeline.

Ezekiel?

When is William going to testify?

We weren't planning on that.

Mr. Boudreau, the jury thinks
my nephew is a monster.

Put him on the stand.
Let them see who he is.

William is not the sweet
14-year-old boy you remember.

We put him on the stand, we could lose.

- You don't know that.
- She's right. We don't.

I didn't testify at my trial.

I've always regretted it.
We should give William a chance.

This case isn't about you, Madeline.

I never said that it was.

You hired me to protect your nephew.

Let me do that.

I'll see you both tomorrow.

Don't ever contradict me
in front of a client again.

Don't ever talk to me like that
in front of a client again.

I'm just...

not feeling myself.

I'm angry at everyone.

My law partner, my kids, my wife.

She thinks I'm talking
to my pastor right now.

But you came to a therapist instead.

What do you think brought on
this shift in you?

I have a client.

He was convicted of murder
when he was 14,

but he's six-foot-four
and looks a lot older.

- So they never saw the kid in him.
- Your son...

um, Michael... he's, uh... he's 14?

I found a... a fake ID.

I don't know
if Michael used it or not...

But you're worried.

Hmm.

When I was 14,
I was a punk on the street.

Our folks were so busy with
work, they barely missed me.

I did whatever I wanted, so I
got in all kinds of trouble.

I got beat within an inch of my life.

I ended up running to the church,

because, you know, it's a sanctuary.

When I woke up the next morning,

the light streaming
through the windows,

I saw the face of Jesus,

and I felt this...

endless love, like I had finally
found what I needed.

Why are you telling me this now?

I guess we're all just
a little lost when we're 14.

But you found your way.

But will he find his?

Michael?

Let me ask you this.

Does Michael know you're there for him?

I don't know what he knows.

Well, then maybe
you should let him hear you,

and then really listen

to what he has to say.

Listen... I owe you an apology.

I was, um, frustrated,

and, you know, Michael's
been acting up lately and...

You're afraid Michael
could end up like William.

Yeah, but...

I shouldn't have taken it out
on you and everyone, so...

It's all right. We understand.

It's actually what I wanted
to talk to you about.

I still think
we need to let William testify.

- Uh...
- You didn't let me finish

what I wanted to say to William's aunt,

so you need to hear me now.

- All right.
- At my trial,

my lawyer was afraid,
just like you are now.

He thought the jury would hate me.

I felt powerless and alone.

That is exactly how William
is feeling right now.

He won't say it, but deep down,
he wants to tell the world

what really happened to him.
We need to give him that.

You're right.

I am afraid.

Bellows is gonna come down
on William hard,

and I don't know
how he's gonna respond,

and the jury may hate him.

Or they may really care about him,

just like I know you do.

Yeah.

You're right.

They need to hear him,

just like they needed to hear you.

We're gonna need you
to testify, William.

Now, they're gonna ask you
why you confessed,

why you had the gun that shot Mr. Kim.

We need you to explain
to the jury what happened,

just like you told us.

You think you can do that?

We want to show the jury
who the real William is.

Not the kid who spent years in prison.

The artist who loves comic books,

who loves to draw.

Okay.

I'll testify.

You did admit that you shot and killed

Wan Lee Kim, correct?

Yes, but I...

And now you want us to believe
that you didn't mean it?

- I didn't.
- So you lied.

You're a liar. You're lying now

because you want to get yourself
out of trouble, aren't you?

- Stop saying that!
- You're lying, Madeline.

No one believes you!
It's time to tell the truth.

You murdered Rosemary.

No, it-it ain't like that.

You say that now, but that is
certainly not what you said

at the time of the murder,
when you confessed.

No further questions.

William,

how old are you in this photo?

Fourteen.

14 years old.

And the detectives
questioned you for 20 hours?

All I wanted was to go home.

- To see your auntie?
- Yeah.

And that's what the police
promised you, right?

That if you confessed,

you'd finally get to see her again?

They said I'd get to go home.

It's the only place
I've ever felt safe.

My auntie...

she bought me all my pencils
and drafting paper.

She loved me.

I still do.

William Hurston only, please.

What else did the police say?

That I could trust them.

That they needed me.

They needed my help
to find the shooter.

That I'd be a hero.

So I showed them the gun,

told them about Rabbit.

But I didn't kill nobody.

Heroes are the good guys.

I'm a good guy.

I was tired.

I wanted to go home.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

- You should do the closing.
- Oh, no.

No, I'm too close. I don't want
to get too emotional.

Easy, William found you for a reason.

He needs you.

Okay.

I'll do my best.

What?

I found Rosemary's mystery man.

I checked flight records
for Rosemary's Stanford weekend.

Checked every flight between
Chicago and the Bay Area,

and I searched every person
named Jim or James,

and I came up empty.

But then I found a familiar name
on one of the flights.

Levi.

Rosemary was afraid of Levi.

That doesn't mean he killed her.

It means he could have.

There's plenty of
reasonable doubt in this case.

There's plenty of reasonable doubt.

There's plenty of
reasonable doubt in this case.

Hey, no matter how much
you push me away,

no matter how much you think
you don't need me anymore,

I love you,

and I'm not going anywhere,
no matter what.

Um, cool.

I'm gonna get some ice cream.

You want some?

I'm good, but thanks.

There's plenty of reasonable doubt.

Imagine a 14-year-old boy you know.

He's confident, maybe overly so,

still learning about the world,
trying to fit in,

impressing his friends
and making mistakes.

Now imagine that same young boy

in a room
with an experienced detective,

and that detective confuses him
with empty promises.

All he wants is to be believed.

There's terror in his eyes.
He just wants it to end.

He wants to go home.

Can you see it?

Because I can.

And truth be told,
it keeps me up at night.

Because no matter how much
you love and prepare your child,

you can't protect them from everything.

Now, isn't it possible...

more likely than not,
that this young boy,

hungry for approval,
told that trained detective

what he thought he wanted to hear?

Now, if you believe that's possible,

that's reasonable doubt.

The State would want you to believe

that no one would ever confess

to a crime they did not commit.

But use your common sense
and life experience.

We all know that's not true,

and they know it.

Now imagine William Hurston.

He was that scared,
lonely 14-year-old boy.

And that detective tricked him

into admitting to a crime
he did not commit.

And that's what this case
boils down to.

And that's why you should
find William not guilty.

Thank you.

We learn in Leviticus

that when anybody becomes aware
of the fact

that they are guilty,
they must confess.

That is exactly what happened
with this defendant.

Don't let Mr. Boudreau
and Ms. Scott confuse you.

THIS IS A VERY SIMPLE QUESTION:

did William Hurston

shoot and kill Wan Lee Kim?

I say, beyond a shadow
of a doubt, the answer is yes.

Now, Ms. Scott and Mr. Boudreau
would have you believe

that Detective Folino exerted

some sort of power over the defendant,

by calling into question
his character...

a respected detective with
the Chicago Police Department.

Now, you heard Detective Folino.

By no measure...

did he strong-arm this defendant.

He conducted a fair
and thorough interview

and obtained a confession.

Now, I ask you for a moment
to consider the victim,

Wan Lee Kim.

Think about the fear in his eyes

when this young man
held a gun to his head

and shot him.

Think about that moment.

The moment when he realized
he was about to die.

Ladies and gentlemen,

YOU MUST ASK YOURSELVES ONE QUESTION:

If he didn't do it, why did he confess?

Why?

THE ANSWER IS SIMPLE:

because he did do this heinous crime.

On behalf of the People
of the State of Illinois,

I'm asking that you find him
guilty of murder.

Appearances matter.

What the world sees in us
sets expectations.

The world defined William
Hurston by the way he looked.

No, no!

They labeled him a killer,

and they treated him like one.

But inside, he screamed back,

"I'm not a killer."

"I'm a superhero."

Jury's back.

Have you reached a verdict?

- We have, Your Honor.
- How find you?

We find the defendant,

William Richmond Hurston, not guilty.

Mr. Hurston, you are free to go.

Thank you.

- Thank you so much.
- Mm.

If we make the next news cycle,
no one will even notice.

- Are we ready?
- All set.

It's time we change the narrative.

I don't like the word "victim."

I prefer "survivor,"

because that's what happens
when a crime occurs

and you're the one left standing.

You survive.

I will work with state legislators

to enact Rosemary's Law,

named in honor of Rosemary Lynch,

whose mother, a survivor,

we have here today.

Mrs. Lynch.

Barbara Lynch knows that there
is a pervasive injustice

in our society.

With Rosemary's Law,
we can bring justice to her

and to all survivors,

because no survivor
should be silenced or alone.

How did you get in here?

Mom gave me a spare key.

She wouldn't do that.

I came to talk to you
about my assault case.

You broke into my place.

What the hell is all this, Maddie? Huh?

What happened between you and Rosemary?

Stop talking to me like a lawyer!

Stop acting like a criminal.

I know you followed her to Stanford.

She was scared of you.

No, um, no, no.

L-Let me just explain that.

You're afraid of me?

I think that you should leave.

Okay.

Okay, I'll go.

I love you, sis.

I love you, too.