01x06 - Final Arguments

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It's time.

The car leaves at noon.

I'll be ready.

Wear something muted.

We need to strike the right tone.

And what tone is that exactly?

Alice, can we just
make today about Beth?

You look nice.

- Open execution cell.
- Execution cell open.

CELL 8

- Anything?
- Uhu.

- What time is it?
- Almost nine.

f*ck. We need to
shake the tree somehow.

- Now what?
- I'll ask around at the body shops.

Maybe somebody
can remember the truck.

Where are you?

I'm following up on a lead.

- We only have five hours left.
- Exactly.

Every second counts.

I'm just leaving
to go down there now.

- I thought you wanted to see him.
- I do.

But not as much
as I want him free.

You want me to tell him anything?

Tell him I love him
and I'll see him very soon.

- Hello.
- Have you found anything?

I might have found a tiny lead.

I'm afraid I've got bad news.

They won't be moving the hearing.

sh*t.

I've checked the flights.

If you fly via New York tonight,
you'll make it to the hearing.

We'll see. John is more important.

I've got to go.

Unusual choice,

but the cook did what he could.

Thanks.

You okay?

Sorry. Stupid question.

It's just that...

you're gonna be my first.

Well, just ask them
to make it quick.

Honestly,
I wish Vern was still here.

Things have really changed
since he left.

I get to make a phone call, don't I?

One phone call, one visit.

Hello?

Today is my day.

John.

I tried to put it out of my mind.

Yeah, me too.

It's good to hear your voice, son.

I wanted to thank you.

I did what I could.

If you ever need anything,
just ask Ruben Frey.

He came to see me.

He's a good man.

It takes one to know one.

I want you to know that...

you're not alone.

When your time comes today...

I'll be thinking of you.

I'm standing outside
Marcusville Prison

where an upset group of
demonstrators are protesting against

the scheduled assassination

of the man accused
of k*lling Finnigan's daughter.

That is an outrage.

Dexter, what's going on?

Damn liberals.

On TV every five minutes.

Tell the commissioner
I want those protesters removed.

They're not breaking any law.

- Well, find one!
- Yes, Sir.

What?

- What have we become?
- Come on.

You're not listening
to those morons?

It's not about them.
I'm thinking about Beth.

I'm thinking if...

If she were alive,

she would be out there with them,
not in here.

Tell me I'm wrong.

There's great strength
in admitting mistakes.

I've done nothing wrong.

So you say.

And yet here we are.

I think you need to ask yourself

is this really the memorial
I want for her?

Have you ever worked on this car?

- No.
- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Thank you.

Hi, I called earlier about a truck.

Okay. Well, thank you anyway.

Thank you.

If you could please just check.

I was wondering if you would have
any records of silver Dodge Rams.

Are you sure?

- It's maybe four or five years ago.
- I haven't seen it.

Hey, how's it going? Any luck?

Not yet. Half of these places
didn't even exist back then.

We're not dealing with the
world's most organized people.

- How are you doing on the drivers?
- I'll speak to my boss

to see if
we can put pressure on Finnigan.

I gotta go.

It's happening, Dad.

You can only play
the cards you're dealt, and...

this is my hand. So...

I'm trying, son.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know Dad.

I've wasted so much time
being angry.

And pretending I had
some way out of this when...

we both know I don't.

Frey.

Time's up.

I love you, son.

Mariana?

Where are you?

Heading to the penitentiary. You?

- I'm chasing a lead.
- It's a bit late for leads.

I've got two witnesses
that can prove that

John left Elisabeth's house
before she was k*lled.

- Who?
- That's the problem.

One is Mike Watson
and he won't go public.

The other gave me a truck that was
parked in front of Finnigan's house

the night of the m*rder. I'm chasing
a lead that could be what we need.

- How close are you?
- I think I'm close.

I just need to find the truck.

How late in the process
can Finnigan decide to pardon?

Right up to the wire.

Because I was thinking that

even if we couldn't
do anything legally,

maybe we could leak the story
of the real k*ller to the press.

Because once they have it

it would be impossible
for Finnigan not to at least delay.

Is this something you can organize?

Yeah, there are people I could talk
to, but they won't publish a theory.

- We gotta give them hard evidence.
- I'm working on it.

I can find the k*ller,
I just need a little more time.

Right, I'll set it up.

As soon as you have anything,
you call me.

Will do.

Sir, I have a strong indication
that Frey may be innocent.

Indications
are not evidence, Detective.

This is the daughter of the Governor
of this state we're talking about.

Are you on
some kind of suicide mission

where you're determined
to take us all down with you?

Actually, Sir,
it's the other way round.

Do tell, I'd love to hear this.

John Frey
gets the needle today at 2 o'clock.

Everyone knows
the Governor's interest in the case.

I would think that if Frey
is found innocent a few days later

and the Governor finds out
that we knew and didn't tell him...

Well, from where I'm standing
that would be the suicide mission.

Sir...

Some troubling news, Sir.

We just had a call from
Head Commissioner Harper.

It appears they
have reason to suspect that

Frey may not have been the k*ller.

- Is this a joke?
- Anything but, Sir.

It seems one of
their detectives has been

looking into
a theory of another perp.

Looking into a theory?
I don't understand.

Neither do I.

But frankly, Harper was apologetic.

He wanted us
to have all the information

to be able to make
the best possible decision.

Decision about what?

Whether to proceed with today.

You seriously think I'm going to
let that little rat off the hook?

After all it took to get him here?

Emotions are high.
It's understandable.

But we have to look at the optics.
If Frey were to be exonerated

after the fact it could be
catastrophic, politically.

He won't be exonerated,
because he did it!

I know that and so do you.

But if we just delay
for a week or two,

we'll give enough time
for the process to play out.

It's the same outcome,

but with
all the loose ends tied.

- No.
- Sir, I really must advise you...

I did not ask for your advice!

My daughter will have justice today.

Excuse me.

Continue working.

- Hi, can I help you with something?
- Yes.

This truck was in a collision
a few years ago.

Maybe somebody here
did repair work on it?

I can look through our system.

- Please.
- Sure.

Do it properly.

Dead man walking.

Do not be afraid.
For I have ordained thee.

I have called thee by thy name.

Thou art mine.

Should thou pass through the sea,
I shall be with thee.

Should thee walk through the fire,
thou shall not be scorched.

God have mercy on your soul.

In the name of the Father, and
of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

John Frey,
you have been found guilty

by a jury of your peers

for the crime of m*rder in the first
degree of Elisabeth Finnigan.

I am hereby authorized
to cause the sentence of death

to be ex*cuted
upon you at this time.

Do you have any last words?

Yes, Sir. I do.

Mr and Mrs Finnigan, I loved Beth.

And I would never have done
anything to hurt her.

I know you don't believe me.

And neither does the law.

But that doesn't matter now.

'Cause I know it's true.

Someone has done
a terrible thing to all of us.

They've taken away your daughter.

And my life.

And it takes everything I've got
not to hate them, but I just don't.

I can't say all my choices
have been good ones.

But I have one choice left to make.

And that is to forgive.

I forgive the men who've
been tasked to k*ll me today.

Just as I forgive
the person who put me here.

And I'd like you both to know...

that I understand your pain.

And I forgive you, too.

I've had a lot of pain in my life.

But I'm lucky enough
to have loved, too.

That's what I choose to remember.

Mum.

Dad.

Beth.

Mariana.

I love you.

No luck, I'm afraid.

We changed our computers


and everything before that is gone.
I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Are you happy now?

No, no, Dex.

It's alright.

I lost a child too, Mr Frey.

Now you know how that feels.

The difference is
I know who k*lled my child.

Just in case you've forgotten...

John was convicted
by a jury of his peers.

You're a g*dd*mn coward.

To say that John Frey
was an innocent man

is to misunderstand
what happened here today.

What happened was
a state sponsored crime of passion.

Edward Finnigan m*rder*d a boy.

This is a man who kills,

not because he has to,
but because he wants to.

Because he's made
a career of k*lling.

A spectacle of it.

Well, I have a message
for Governor Finnigan today.

We know what you've done.

And those of us who know,
we won't rest

until the truth of today's events

and the true depth of
your depravity are brought to light.

I'll meet you at the car.

Who was that?

A friend of John's.

From when he was first on the row.

One of the guards.

Do you think he'll know something?

What does it matter?

The world should know
that he's innocent.

And then what?

It won't bring him back, will it?

John was right.

You've gotta know when to let go.

You helped John escape, right?

- I don't know what you've been told.
- Nobody told me anything.

But not many prison guards
go to an inmate's funeral.

Look, I'm not here
to cause you any trouble.

I'm just...

I'm trying to find out
who k*lled Elizabeth

and I'm wondering
why you helped John.

How did you know he was innocent?

I didn't.

I'm afraid the person
you need to speak to is dead.

I've known her for years.

She and my wife Patty
went to medical school together.

They were involved in
some organization called Liberty.

Wait.

Is it this one?

Yeah, that's her.

At weekends they'd go on marches,
and hold cookouts.

When Patty died,
Ethel came to see me.

She had some scheme she'd
been working on for a long time

and needed help
from somebody inside, a guard.

With Patty gone she wondered if

I had second thoughts
about my role in things.

Were you?

If it wasn't for John,
I don't think I'd have done it.

There was something about that boy

and the way they treated him
that made me want to fight for him.

I know.

That's her and Patty
at one of the cookouts.

When was this taken?

In the fall of 2014.

So just before
Elisabeth Finnigan's death?

Yeah, something like that.

- Do you mind if I take a picture?
- No, go ahead.

- I think I've found the truck.
- No offense, but

it seems that train
has already left the station.

Don't you want to find the perp?

I'm sorry it went down this way,
but John's gone.

We all need to move on.
You especially.

You did everything you could,
but sometimes that's not enough.

If I were you
I'd try to accept that.

That might take a while.

All the more reason to start now.

Look, I need to hurry now.

I'm on my way to the airport.

Just send me the driver's license
or anything you can find.

I will. Good luck.

The truck was registered
to a Carl Williams.

I'm sending you
the driver's license now.

It seems the owner was
some kind of professor of politics

who left the US and
moved to Germany three years ago.

- Hello?
- Professor Williams?

Speaking.

Hi. My name is Mariana Hermansson

and I'm calling
from the Stockholm Police.

Okay.

I was hoping that you could help me
find a woman called Hanna Klein.

I believe you know her?

Well, I wouldn't say I know her.

We were married for 15 years.
What's this about?

It's nothing serious.

I'm just trying to contact her

about an American case
with Swedish connections.

- She was the attorney.
- Oh.

I think you can
still find her law firm in Ohio.

- Okay, thank you for your help.
- Never mind.

Detective Mendez.

I know who it is.

LAW OFFICE OF HANNA KLEIN

Hello?

Ms Klein?

Loving Father.

Please, grant us peace of mind.

And calm our troubled hearts.

Our souls are like boats
on a turbulent sea.

Sir, you have a visitor.

- What is it?
- Are you expecting anyone?

What are you doing here?

We have to talk in private.

Miss Klein,
I'll have to ask you to leave.

Call my office on Monday
and have them set up a meeting.

- It's about your daughter.
- Excuse me?

I'm afraid some new evidence
has come to light.

I'm not in the mood
for any fun and games.

- I need you to watch something.
- I'm calling security.

Just shut up and sit the f*ck down!

Please, just have a seat, Governor.

I should warn you...

This will be upsetting.

What?

You can press play now.

Wait a minute.
Where did you get this?

Just watch the tape.

It's never about logic
for you people, is it?

Everyone knows that capital
punishment doesn't actually work.

It doesn't deter anyone,
or have any effect on m*rder rates.

It's bloodlust. Vengeance.

It's a primal thing.

See...

You live in a fantasy land,

where only the guilty are convicted,
and the innocent walk free.

The rest of us,
we have to live in reality.

You want an eye for an eye,

but you don't care whose eye it is.

No.

And when the State
kills an innocent man...

what are we to do?

Put the State to death?

I tried to reason with you,

but then I realized
that you don't deal in reason.

- Oh, my God.
- You deal in feelings.

So I had to make you feel.

Feel what it's like to see the
game has been rigged against you.

Feel what it is to have
made a terrible mistake,

that you can't take back.

So I made a choice.

It was just two lives.
That was all.

I would sacrifice two lives

so that a nation can understand
how wrong the death penalty is.

If those two lives get us
to question a system

that could take many more lives

and stop you murdering as governor,

then it was worth it.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry about Elisabeth,
I really am.

She was the best of you.

But in a way I think
she would be proud to know that

she died in a righteous cause,
don't you?

- You're crazy!
- Oh, I'm crazy?

- You'll get the needle.
- Yes, I will.

It should be quite a spectacle.

I've already sent the tape
to every reporter I know

which, thanks to you,
is quite a lot of reporters.

I will see you in court, Edward.

Then the world will know
who you really are.

They'll see with their own eyes

how Edward Finnigan
exploited his power

in order to execute
the wrong person.

I hope it was worth it.

How are you?

I don't know.

Losing John is the worst thing
that's ever happened to me.

But fighting for him is the best.

You were right.

Life passes quickly.

You just have to make sure
it doesn't run away from you.