Saving Grace s02e14 Episode Script
I Believe in Angels
[Gas Pump Beeping.]
[Rhetta.]
Ronnie's parked his truck in front of Channel 8 with a big "Life for Leon"sign, and the kids are handin'out flowers.
- Daisies or carnations? - Forget-me-nots.
It's Mae's idea.
Governor's never gonna commute Leon Cooley's sentence.
You're wasting your time.
- [Gunshot.]
- [Rhetta Screaming.]
- Somebody help me! - [Man.]
Let's go! Let's go! Gracel Grace, hang onl Hang onl Hang on! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Clay! Clay! Clay! - [Knocking.]
- [Gasping.]
[Knocking.]
Thank God you're okay.
- I just had a dream you were shot.
- What? Wait.
What-What time is it? Almost 6:00.
- Is this a dream? - No.
Here.
Hot coffee.
Not a dream.
I'm sorry.
I just- I've never had a dream like that.
It was so real.
We stopped to get gas, and- - Where did we stop? - It was a convenience store.
- An OKAll Day? - Yeah.
- And then this shot rang out.
- Was I hit in the neck? - Yes.
Why? - Shit.
- What? - I had the same dream.
- Was Clay in your dream? - No.
- Did you have a red sucker? - Yes.
Okay, okay.
Weird.
Weird.
No, no, no.
Shit, Rhetta.
Did you get my message last night? The Godfather was on.
Did you watch it? - Yeah.
- So did I.
- All the violence.
- Yeah.
That's gotta be it.
[Chuckles.]
- [Gasps.]
- What? It wasn't a dream.
[Acoustic Guitar.]
[Man.]
So pretty and, oh, so bold Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road - She said, "I don't even think that God can save me" - Save me Am I gaining ground Am I losing face Have I lost and found my saving grace Thankful for the gift my angels gave me - It's Earl.
- Yeah, gotta be Earl.
And he included me.
He's brought me into the divine two! - Your dream come true.
- In a dream.
But we didn't have the same dream, or whatever it was.
- You said I was driving.
- Yes.
We put gas in the Porsche.
- See any animals? - Animals? No.
- No dogs in a yellow mustang? - No.
- And no Clay.
- What was he doing? Tried to buy a newspaper.
How many gunshots? Uhh, one.
Did you see anyone else? A woman in a cowboy hat.
Did you? [Exhales.]
A woman with two yellow labs in her yellow mustang and a black girl with a nose ring cleaning out her car- truck- gray truck.
She was with the shooter.
- Did you see who shot you? - No.
Did you? He was white, short blond hair, maybe 20.
He ran past us.
What clothes did you have on? - This is what happened with you and Leon Cooley.
- Sorta.
You killed Leon, only he didn't die, and to him it was a dream.
- This time you have the dream, someone kills you.
- White guy with blond hair.
- And I have the same dream.
- Kinda.
Close enough.
- Look under the buttons.
- [Exhales.]
Now, I gotta take this back to the lab.
In your dream, right before I got shot, what were we talkin' about? Bob Stoops.
You saw him at a restaurant and got his autograph for Clay.
- What were talking about in your dream? - Same thing, Bob Stoops.
Huh.
[Buzzer Buzzing.]
"Every time you leave and enter this room you will change clothes.
We check on you every 15 minutes.
At night, we'll wake you every hour on the hour.
" Secure four.
- [Door Slams.]
- Show us your hands.
Show us your feet.
[Panting.]
We need to talk about a couple friends of mine.
You're gonna be meeting them real soon, Leon.
No need to be scared.
I meet 'em, means I'm dead.
It means Barzakh is about to begin.
- [Guard In Distance.]
Big on two.
- What time is it? Three minutes after 7:00.
I got less than 35 hours left.
On this earth.
Your friends- the angels Nakir and Munkar- They're gonna ask you three questions.
- Who is your lord? - Allah.
- Who is your prophet? - Muhammad.
- What is your religion? - Islam.
Knowing the answers is half the test.
Believing them is the other half.
Munkar you may be able to fool.
But Nakir? Nakir not so much.
[Door Closes.]
- Hey.
- Hey.
Dad's already left for work.
Can't I check in on my handsome hunk of a nephew once in a while? - How you doin'? - Good.
- You sleepin' okay? - Yeah.
Is that our paper? - Mr.
Cooley's gonna die tomorrow.
- Yeah.
Unless the governor changes his mind.
I don't think that's gonna happen.
My dad and I said a rosary last night that it will.
- You know they put a red phone in the room where they kill them? - Yeah.
So even at the last minute the governor can call and stop the execution.
That's right.
Dad says it's gonna take a miracle.
You believe in miracles? Yeah.
Wearin' a helmet and not even bitching about it.
You workin' later? - See ya at the office.
- See ya.
[Chuckles.]
[Phone Ringing.]
- Divorce papers? - Yeah, yeah.
It's final, 1:30 today.
- Sorry.
- Want to go out tonight, have a couple beers? - That sounds good.
- It's gotta be tough.
- We're here for ya.
- Thanks, man.
- I see your profile's already up.
- What? [Butch.]
You already got over 200 hits.
- [Laughing.]
- I'm gonna kill you guys! - [Laughing.]
- I don't believe this shit! My God! All right.
I hate to break up the party, but you got a homicide.
Where's Grace? - It was a porno tape? - Had to be.
Clay sure didn't want me to see it.
[Chuckles.]
This is where I dragged you.
And then an ambulance drove up.
We were inside racing to the hospital, and that's when I woke up.
[Cell Phones Ringing.]
- Yes? - Hello? - Yeah.
- Hi.
- Grace.
- What? Girl on corner.
Is that the girl from your dream? Is it? Yeah.
[Thuds.]
You gotta find that girl.
I have to go to work.
So do you.
I'm sending Carrie to process this scene.
- Why? - Taking tomorrow off.
I wanna be at McAlester.
Leon Cooley wants to see you.
[Traffic Passing.]
Couple of weeks ago, Earl said it's all starting to unfold.
What's starting to unfold? - I don't know.
It might be this.
- It's gotta be this.
Nose-ring girl had a bloody nose in my dream.
Threw her tissue in here.
Would you go through it? - Why didn't you go after her? - You were unconscious.
- I fainted.
I was fine.
- I have this feeling.
If I find her, my life's gonna change forever.
[Man Chattering.]
- [Man.]
Already went inside.
- [Man #2 Chattering.]
Homeowner's Ethel Mae Wilson, 70.
She saw a guy standing in her living room with a gun.
Shot him.
- Butch and Bobby took her back to the office.
- We got an I.
D.
On dead guy? Jackson Judd, 25.
She almost blew his head off.
Yeah, Mr.
Judd had a record for robbery, sexual assault, cruelty to animals- - I say we take Ethel out and thank her.
- [Laughs.]
- What do you say? - Ah, what do you say, Henry? Mr.
Judd picked the wrong house to rob.
- Make my day.
- Yeah, I love that law, man.
- Ethel calls her shotgun "Baby.
" - [Chortles.]
- You feel anything hinky? - I don't know.
Back porch window is busted.
That's how he got in.
Gun in Jackson's hand, Ethel's jewelry in his pocket.
It feels right.
- I'm gonna ask for some time off.
- Is everything okay? Yeah, yeah.
I gotta look up this friend of mine.
- I heard she's in town.
We go way back.
- Do you need anything? - No, no.
- No? - How about you? - The divorce? I don't know.
It feels weird.
- That makes sense.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm gonna head back to the office, talk to Perry.
Clean up a few things.
Call ya.
[Police Radio Chatter.]
[Man.]
Just leave it right where it is.
[Man Chattering.]
Right now there's hundreds of people on the grounds of the governor's mansion petitioning him to meet with me.
- What do you think your chances are? - I think they're good.
[Inhales Sharply.]
For a meeting or for a grant of clemency? For a meeting.
A couple weeks ago when you asked me to make a video for the parole board beg for mercy, I said no.
That was a dumb-ass thing to do.
Are you praying, Leon? - It isn't helping.
- The prayers of your faith are beautiful.
- I don't want to die.
- Allah knows that.
I thought my faith was strong enough.
- It's not.
- No, Leon.
Faith can help.
Faith can comfort you.
But it doesn't make you not human.
You're human.
Of course you're going to be scared.
What time is it? Less than 31 hours.
I shot him, and I'd do it again.
- Don't blame you one bit.
- Well, he was in my home.
He had a gun.
- Why don't you walk me through what happened? - [Sighs.]
Take your time.
Ed should be here.
He's my husband.
I know he recently passed, Mrs.
Wilson.
- Yes.
- I'm sorry, Mrs.
Wilson.
- Well- - Do you want to wait for your son? Oh, we might have to wait all day.
No, I'll tell you.
I was on my way to bingo, but I forgot my glasses.
So I went back home and I opened the door, and I heard a noise.
Now, my first thought is that it's Hunter.
- Who's Hunter? - Uh, he's my grandson.
- Uh, he was staying the night, 'cause I was hearing noises.
- What kind of noises? Noises in the night.
I never heard noises with Ed.
Why don't we go back to when you opened the door? You thought it was your grandson.
Yes, but I knew that he'd already gone to work.
So I got scared.
I got Baby from the hallway closet and I was just turning around when I saw him.
- What was he doing? - Walking straight at me.
So I yelled, "Stop!" And pointed Baby right at 'im.
- Did he stop? - Like a statue.
And I said, "You move, I'm gonna shoot ya.
" Fool moved.
[Knocking.]
Mrs.
Wilson.
There was a similar shooting at your house a while ago.
- Uh, yes, that's right.
- Why don't you tell us about that? What're you doin' here? That friend I told you about? She's got some known associates might be able to help me find her.
So it's turned out Baby's killed before.
Thought you were taking some time off.
Ethel's dead husband shot and killed an intruder five years ago.
- D.
A.
Didn't file charges- - Well, intruder had a gun.
- Hell of a coincidence.
- Yeah, we're on it.
- So you need any help? - I'll let you know.
Okay? All you gotta do is ask.
Same with you.
So it's official.
I'm a free man.
- Judge signed the order at 1:30.
- Talk to me.
I feel like I need to see Darlene, tell her- I don't know.
- Then do it.
- [Sighs.]
Tell her what you're feeling.
You know how you have this- this idea about yourself? You know, the kind of person you are.
And I didn't live up to it.
I mean, it's not because of you.
It's because of me.
You know, it's just got me thinkin' about stuff.
You know? - Yeah.
- So I went to church on Sunday.
The sermon was about broken promises.
Shit! [Laughing.]
- Shit.
- I mean, to yourself your spouse your friends, God.
Do you believe in heaven and hell? - Judgment Day, all that? - Do you believe in angels? - Oh, you mean, with wings? - Yeah.
- If I say yes, you gonna give me shit? - No.
Do you? Yeah.
I believe in angels.
- Earl? - [Switch Clicks.]
Shit.
Earl! [Clattering.]
What are you doin'? I came to see Gus.
Without asking me.
What's goin' on? What's goin' on, Clay? - I borrowed one of your tapes.
- One of my tapes? I brought it back, but I hadn't finished watching it.
I wanted to see if it was like my dad's.
He gets it out when I go to bed.
It makes him cry.
It is an honor, Clay- - Aw.
- To baptize you into our faith.
- Even though you peed on me.
- [Giggles.]
- Did I really pee on UncleJohnny? - [Chuckles.]
You got him good.
[Grace.]
Love you, Clay.
Your godmother's gotta go fight some crime.
Either that or she's got a date.
I'm not sure.
- Aren't you supposed to be at the office? - I'm really sorry, Aunt Grace.
Taking my stuff without asking is not cool.
Neither is coming over here without my permission.
Okay? Yes, ma'am.
Who's Earl? You and Grace are gonna be great godparents.
- Did you do that to get her back in the church? - I did that to get back at you.
Thank you very much.
I'm gonna get up.
Do you want anything? - No.
- Okay.
Your UncleJohnny is gonna make sure you follow the rules.
Your Aunt Grace is gonna make sure you question them.
Hey, Leon.
You made it.
- This is my wife, Tamara.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Thank you.
- How are you? Great.
Great.
- Didn't I tell you it was gonna be a boy? - You sure did.
- Yeah.
- Handsome little fella.
- [Chuckles.]
- I like your suit, man.
Real hip.
It was pretty cold.
Okay, Carrie.
Thanks.
I thought you weren't working the crime scene from this morning.
If the asshole wearin' this shirt raised his arms when he was shot would there be blood at the bottom of his sleeve? It depends on a lot of different factors.
What did Carrie say? It depends on a lot of different factors.
However, if someone blew their bloody nose into a tissue- One bloody tissue recovered from the OKAll Day convenience store.
- Tested positive for meth.
- Meth.
Meth and no match in the system.
- Any blood on my shirt? - No, but I got this.
This is the guy who shot you.
- He has a scar.
- I forgot until I started working with Randy on the sketch.
They got into a gray truck with a lion's-head decal on it.
Where have I seen that? Tell City High School.
- Everything okay? - Besides all this? Yeah, besides all this.
[Chuckling.]
You know- No.
I mean, uh- All this shit.
All this Earl shit, God shit- [Stammering.]
What- Yeah.
Huh- What am I supposed to do now? Earl's busy.
You know, I get that.
It's cool.
But shit! I mean- Shit! Grace.
[Sighs.]
My mother's 70 years old, and we just put my father in the ground last week.
We're sorry for your loss, Mr.
Wilson.
She defends herself in her own home and you keep her here for six hours questioning her? And why the hell are you talking to my son? He was at your mother's house last night.
Yeah, so she wouldn't be alone.
Why is that important? Maybe your son saw something.
Chances are her house was staked out.
The robber entered after she left for bingo.
- I didn't see anything.
- No strange cars? - No, sir.
- You know where your grandma keeps her jewelry? Bottom drawer, bedroom dresser.
My grandpa always wanted her wearin' some.
Said even if they lived in a shack, he'd give her diamonds.
Five years ago, the same thing happened with your grandpa.
He shot and killed an intruder.
Yes, sir.
It's weird, ain't it? - Why are you investigating? Because it happened before? - Yes, to be blunt.
My parents belonged to St.
Simon's.
They do this outreach program there where they bring ex-cons and homeless people back to the house.
- I tell 'em they're crazy.
- But that's not what happened five years ago.
Guy your father shot was a college kid high on cat tranquilizers.
I'm just sayin'.
Someone comes on our property, we're gonna kill 'em.
Law backs us up.
Oklahoma Stand Your Ground Act, Make my day.
- Well, you know your Oklahoma law.
- Yes, sir.
Been drilled into me.
- By who? - By my grandparents.
Especially my grandma.
That's one old lady you don't want to mess with.
Two armed robberies in five years.
I think I'd move my mother out of that neighborhood.
You wouldn't move my mother out.
I tried.
My dad tried.
He tried till the day he died.
He tried.
Neighborhood's changed.
But it's her home.
She ain't movin'.
Apartment developers want to put an outdoor shopping experience right in Ethel's neighborhood.
Other words, an outside mall.
Ten homes, she's the only holdout.
Turned down $200,000.
Try this on, man.
Ethel's grandson is an electrician- - so was Jackson Judd when he wasn't in prison.
- Ethel dies-Who gets the money? - Her son.
- What the hell do we have here? Somebody needs to have a word with the folks at St.
Simon.
See if what Ethel's son said is true.
This happened before.
You try to do a good deed.
Guy scopes out your place- - Is Grace here? - Taking a few personal days.
What's up, Henry? She asked me aboutJackson Judd's autopsy.
We may have a wrinkle in Ethel's story.
Wrinkles poppin' up all over this case.
Give it to me.
Ethel said Mr.
Judd raised his arms.
That's why she shot him.
But the position of the pellets suggest his arms were at his side.
Ah, it depends.
If she shot him soon as he started movin'- [Imitates Gun Cocking.]
You move and I'm gonna shoot! He broke into her home.
Breathing's enough movement for me.
Bobby, you've got Ethel's son.
You've got the grandson.
Benny, you've got Ethel.
I want all eyes on Mr.
Judd.
I want to know if there's any connection between him and this family.
[Clicking.]
- Why didn't you tell me? - I just got the news myself.
Knew God had a plan for you and Leon but I'm watching it live and in color, just like you.
Why now? 'Cause he's about to die? - That'd be my guess.
- You know about nose-ring girl.
Just know God has a plan for the two of you too.
Rhetta- Why is she part of this? - I don't know.
- Why am I so scared? 'Cause I think you're startin' to understand.
No.
I'm not.
You don't have any idea how special you are in the eyes of God.
He don't love you any more than he does anybody else.
But you are one of only 12,700,000-some that got their own last-chance angel.
Not in the whole history of the world.
Grace, I seen you run into bullets.
Seen you take down guys three times your size.
You don't know what's gonna happen next and neither do I.
But fear has not found a comfortable home within you so I don't want to hear you're scared.
God does not make mistakes.
Did you know a woman named Mary Frances Norman? Yeah, she died in the Murrah Building.
How did you know her? - Why? - Please.
She got a flat tire one night, and it was pourin' rain.
I saw this pregnant woman by the side of the road, and I changed her tire.
She wanted to pay me.
I gave her my card instead and told her if she ever needed an air conditioner, give me a call.
Couple weeks later she did.
I put a nice window unit in for her.
And you became friends? She invited me and my wife out for pizza.
We were supposed to go the next week, but the bombing happened.
Mmm, she was a nice lady.
She was my sister.
- [Leon.]
Handsome little fella.
I like your suit, man.
- [Mary Frances Laughing.]
Real hip.
[Buzzer Buzzing.]
Put your hands on your head.
- Anyone ever sleep the night before they die? - Yes.
- It's 2:00 a.
m.
- Yes.
Thanks.
Secure four.
- [Buzzer Buzzing.]
- [Door Slams.]
This is Detective Hanadarko.
Is the governor available now? Oh, shoot.
Has it just been 15 minutes? Look.
I'm gonna call again in 15 minutes every 15 minutes, until he calls me back- until he talks to me.
Yes! I have information about Leon Cooley he needs to hear.
Yes, I'm going to tell him.
No, I don't want to tell you.
Thank you.
This is Grace Hanadarko.
Is he available? Is she available? This is Grace Hanadarko.
Mmm.
Christy.
I need a favor.
You still know the governor's secretary? Yeah, call me back.
- [Beeps.]
- Any luck? Not yet.
Didn't you used to date a guy who worked the governor's security detail? Yeah, he moved to Canada.
I lost track of him.
We could always find an activist judge.
- Get a search warrant for the governor's mansion.
- For what? - His balls.
- [Chuckles.]
I'm so glad you're not dead.
- Thank you- - You're welcome.
For not calling me a hypocrite.
I know you're not doing this because Leon Cooley changed your sister's tire.
Then why am I doin' it? Because I can't even believe the shit comin' out of my mouth.
Earl said God had big plans for you.
Can't deny that anymore.
[Both Laughing.]
God's, like, really desperate.
- [Ringing.]
- Hi.
Hey.
- Hey, Christy.
- [Laughs.]
- What's goin' on? - You're gonna shit your pants.
For now, just be happy.
The governor's hiding.
I managed to get the pope to write him a letter.
From what I understand, he hasn't even read it.
The pope! Does the pope know the governor has a brunch today in Nichols Hills? Because I'm getting his itinerary faxed over.
Hallelujah Jackson Judd got his electrician's license last time he got out of prison.
But we got no evidence that he ever made a dime from it or that he knew Ethel's grandson.
What kind of kid is the grandson? You know, he's got no record, steady job, made good grades at OSU Tech.
- The son is the one who inherits the house after she dies? - Right, right.
Son also has no record, no enemies.
Works in marketing for a pet-food company.
Checks on his mom every day.
Whoo! Ethel Mae Wilson is a sweet, tough, blind-as-a-bat saint which could explain why she thought Judd was raisin'his arms.
You got a little sweet spot for Ethel? Church cred says that Ed Wilson was the one with the mean streak.
- Ethel's dead husband? - How'd he die? Hit by a bus six days ago.
Both of'em volunteered in that outreach program.
Could've been naive about the dangers.
Ed was counseling someone new in the program, an ex-con named- - Jackson Judd.
- That's our connection.
Yeah, and they're both dead.
Darlene, what's wrong? - Can I talk to you? - Yeah.
Come on.
- Please tell me this is a joke.
- Yes, it's a joke.
- The guys put that up.
Come on, Darlene.
- It's not funny! - I know.
- My family saw this, Ham.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm sorry for everything.
'Cause I hurt you and I lied to you.
I'm sorry.
[Sniffling.]
Are you sure, Ham? Are you sure you love her? Yeah.
- Does she love you? - I don't know.
Then what are you doin'? I'm finally being honest.
[Cell Phone Ringing.]
[Beeps.]
[Scoffs.]
- Yeah, Grace? - Think you can do me a favor? - What? Yeah, yeah.
- Check your desk.
There's a sketch of a guy.
I need his name and address.
Possibly went to Tell City High School.
You got it.
- What's goin' on with Ethel? - [Groans.]
It's deeper than we thought.
I'm not sure yet.
- You check out her dead husband? - Dead husband's connected to dead guy.
We're bringing Ethel back in.
- I talked to Darlene.
- Good.
- So who's the guy with the scar? - I find him, I may find my friend.
Listen, I gotta go.
I'll call you later.
[Brakes Screech.]
Detective Hanadarko, O.
C.
P.
D.
I need to speak with the governor.
Stand down.
- What are you doing, Hanadarko? - I thought you moved to Canada.
- I hated it.
What are you doing? - The governor's about to kill someone.
And I have information he's gotta know.
This is the only way I could get to him.
You got information about Leon Cooley? What's the information? He plays guitar so sweet, it's like tuckin' a baby into bed.
[Clears Throat.]
Gimme your shit.
All of it.
Let's go.
- So Hanadarko got to the governor.
- Yes, she did.
- They spoke for 10 minutes.
- He said he would take what she said into consideration.
- What'd she say? - We don't know.
- Is she comin' to see me? - She's on her way.
- You sure? - I am.
[Inhales Deeply.]
I get one visitor hour before I die.
I wrote down Hanadarko.
She will be here.
Would you please give this to my son? - [Door Opens.]
- [Guard.]
Excuse me.
Your visit's over.
[Panting.]
Thank you.
I'm praying for you.
Hey.
[Whispering.]
Allah is right here.
He is right by your side.
You are not alone.
- [Man.]
All right.
Make sure he doesn't leave there- - [Door Slams.]
[Knocking.]
My husband knew the man that broke into my house? Ed counseled him at your church.
We believe your husband talked to him about your schedule about the jewelry he bought you- - That makes no sense at all.
- Why not, Mrs.
Wilson? My husband wouldn't talk to those people about our valuables wouldn't give them any ideas- - Uh-oh.
Oh.
- What? Oh, my God.
Ed always wanted so badly to go on safari.
You know, follow Billy Graham, go to China, go to Brazil, around the world.
He used to say to me, "What's it gonna take, Ethel? "How may more robberies before we sell this anchor that keeps us in one place?" You think he dropped hints toJudd.
Planted the idea of a robbery so that you'd sell the house.
No, no.
No.
Ed would never want to see anyone get hurt.
But he wasn't planning on dying.
Thought he'd be there if things went wrong.
I, uh don't know if he moved.
- Jackson Judd? - I, uh, was scared.
I was surprised.
I thought I saw him move.
But I don't know.
It's okay, Mrs.
Wilson.
He was armed.
He broke in.
He didn't have to move.
The law protects you.
[Panting.]
[Speaking Arabic.]
[Crying.]
[Exhales Sharply.]
[Knocking.]
[Guard.]
Cooley, final visitor.
[Sighs.]
How 'bout them Sooners? - You want somethin' else to eat? - Breakfast.
But that ain't gonna happen.
- You wanna sit down? - Okay.
We can talk through the bean hole.
You know my son.
Ben.
He's a good kid.
He and my nephew are friends.
Shit, Hanadarko.
All these connections.
Brought us to this moment.
Yeah.
- But I blew it.
- Me too.
- I wanted to help you.
- You are.
You hungry? Got ketchup? Sorry.
Unless you want a pencil stub, legal pad or a comb - this food's all I can offer you.
- [Chuckling.]
- They gave you a comb? - [Laughs.]
Hey, you got hair.
You want it? No contact.
No contact, Detective.
Time's up.
We need to get the prisoner ready, ma'am.
- You want me there, Leon? - Yes.
Okay.
I'll be there.
- Bye, Hanadarko.
- Bye, Leon.
[Clattering.]
- What is that? - Twelve-hundred prisoners kicking their doors.
Prisoner, present your legs for application of restraints.
[Clattering Continues.]
Open four.
[Panicked Gasping.]
[Panting.]
Do you have any last words? I deserve death but I'm afraid of it.
I ask for mercy, but I don't deserve it.
[Sighs.]
The pain I caused is unforgivable.
I'm sorry.
Allah, please forgive me.
Let the execution proceed.
No.
No.
No.
- Nol Nol - Look at me.
- [Grunting.]
- Look at me.
No! Look.
Look at me.
[Shouts.]
[Doctor.]
Time of death, 6:08 p.
m.
[Clicking, Whirring.]
[Birds Twittering.]
My name is Grace.
I know an angel named Earl.
Do you?
[Rhetta.]
Ronnie's parked his truck in front of Channel 8 with a big "Life for Leon"sign, and the kids are handin'out flowers.
- Daisies or carnations? - Forget-me-nots.
It's Mae's idea.
Governor's never gonna commute Leon Cooley's sentence.
You're wasting your time.
- [Gunshot.]
- [Rhetta Screaming.]
- Somebody help me! - [Man.]
Let's go! Let's go! Gracel Grace, hang onl Hang onl Hang on! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Clay! Clay! Clay! - [Knocking.]
- [Gasping.]
[Knocking.]
Thank God you're okay.
- I just had a dream you were shot.
- What? Wait.
What-What time is it? Almost 6:00.
- Is this a dream? - No.
Here.
Hot coffee.
Not a dream.
I'm sorry.
I just- I've never had a dream like that.
It was so real.
We stopped to get gas, and- - Where did we stop? - It was a convenience store.
- An OKAll Day? - Yeah.
- And then this shot rang out.
- Was I hit in the neck? - Yes.
Why? - Shit.
- What? - I had the same dream.
- Was Clay in your dream? - No.
- Did you have a red sucker? - Yes.
Okay, okay.
Weird.
Weird.
No, no, no.
Shit, Rhetta.
Did you get my message last night? The Godfather was on.
Did you watch it? - Yeah.
- So did I.
- All the violence.
- Yeah.
That's gotta be it.
[Chuckles.]
- [Gasps.]
- What? It wasn't a dream.
[Acoustic Guitar.]
[Man.]
So pretty and, oh, so bold Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road - She said, "I don't even think that God can save me" - Save me Am I gaining ground Am I losing face Have I lost and found my saving grace Thankful for the gift my angels gave me - It's Earl.
- Yeah, gotta be Earl.
And he included me.
He's brought me into the divine two! - Your dream come true.
- In a dream.
But we didn't have the same dream, or whatever it was.
- You said I was driving.
- Yes.
We put gas in the Porsche.
- See any animals? - Animals? No.
- No dogs in a yellow mustang? - No.
- And no Clay.
- What was he doing? Tried to buy a newspaper.
How many gunshots? Uhh, one.
Did you see anyone else? A woman in a cowboy hat.
Did you? [Exhales.]
A woman with two yellow labs in her yellow mustang and a black girl with a nose ring cleaning out her car- truck- gray truck.
She was with the shooter.
- Did you see who shot you? - No.
Did you? He was white, short blond hair, maybe 20.
He ran past us.
What clothes did you have on? - This is what happened with you and Leon Cooley.
- Sorta.
You killed Leon, only he didn't die, and to him it was a dream.
- This time you have the dream, someone kills you.
- White guy with blond hair.
- And I have the same dream.
- Kinda.
Close enough.
- Look under the buttons.
- [Exhales.]
Now, I gotta take this back to the lab.
In your dream, right before I got shot, what were we talkin' about? Bob Stoops.
You saw him at a restaurant and got his autograph for Clay.
- What were talking about in your dream? - Same thing, Bob Stoops.
Huh.
[Buzzer Buzzing.]
"Every time you leave and enter this room you will change clothes.
We check on you every 15 minutes.
At night, we'll wake you every hour on the hour.
" Secure four.
- [Door Slams.]
- Show us your hands.
Show us your feet.
[Panting.]
We need to talk about a couple friends of mine.
You're gonna be meeting them real soon, Leon.
No need to be scared.
I meet 'em, means I'm dead.
It means Barzakh is about to begin.
- [Guard In Distance.]
Big on two.
- What time is it? Three minutes after 7:00.
I got less than 35 hours left.
On this earth.
Your friends- the angels Nakir and Munkar- They're gonna ask you three questions.
- Who is your lord? - Allah.
- Who is your prophet? - Muhammad.
- What is your religion? - Islam.
Knowing the answers is half the test.
Believing them is the other half.
Munkar you may be able to fool.
But Nakir? Nakir not so much.
[Door Closes.]
- Hey.
- Hey.
Dad's already left for work.
Can't I check in on my handsome hunk of a nephew once in a while? - How you doin'? - Good.
- You sleepin' okay? - Yeah.
Is that our paper? - Mr.
Cooley's gonna die tomorrow.
- Yeah.
Unless the governor changes his mind.
I don't think that's gonna happen.
My dad and I said a rosary last night that it will.
- You know they put a red phone in the room where they kill them? - Yeah.
So even at the last minute the governor can call and stop the execution.
That's right.
Dad says it's gonna take a miracle.
You believe in miracles? Yeah.
Wearin' a helmet and not even bitching about it.
You workin' later? - See ya at the office.
- See ya.
[Chuckles.]
[Phone Ringing.]
- Divorce papers? - Yeah, yeah.
It's final, 1:30 today.
- Sorry.
- Want to go out tonight, have a couple beers? - That sounds good.
- It's gotta be tough.
- We're here for ya.
- Thanks, man.
- I see your profile's already up.
- What? [Butch.]
You already got over 200 hits.
- [Laughing.]
- I'm gonna kill you guys! - [Laughing.]
- I don't believe this shit! My God! All right.
I hate to break up the party, but you got a homicide.
Where's Grace? - It was a porno tape? - Had to be.
Clay sure didn't want me to see it.
[Chuckles.]
This is where I dragged you.
And then an ambulance drove up.
We were inside racing to the hospital, and that's when I woke up.
[Cell Phones Ringing.]
- Yes? - Hello? - Yeah.
- Hi.
- Grace.
- What? Girl on corner.
Is that the girl from your dream? Is it? Yeah.
[Thuds.]
You gotta find that girl.
I have to go to work.
So do you.
I'm sending Carrie to process this scene.
- Why? - Taking tomorrow off.
I wanna be at McAlester.
Leon Cooley wants to see you.
[Traffic Passing.]
Couple of weeks ago, Earl said it's all starting to unfold.
What's starting to unfold? - I don't know.
It might be this.
- It's gotta be this.
Nose-ring girl had a bloody nose in my dream.
Threw her tissue in here.
Would you go through it? - Why didn't you go after her? - You were unconscious.
- I fainted.
I was fine.
- I have this feeling.
If I find her, my life's gonna change forever.
[Man Chattering.]
- [Man.]
Already went inside.
- [Man #2 Chattering.]
Homeowner's Ethel Mae Wilson, 70.
She saw a guy standing in her living room with a gun.
Shot him.
- Butch and Bobby took her back to the office.
- We got an I.
D.
On dead guy? Jackson Judd, 25.
She almost blew his head off.
Yeah, Mr.
Judd had a record for robbery, sexual assault, cruelty to animals- - I say we take Ethel out and thank her.
- [Laughs.]
- What do you say? - Ah, what do you say, Henry? Mr.
Judd picked the wrong house to rob.
- Make my day.
- Yeah, I love that law, man.
- Ethel calls her shotgun "Baby.
" - [Chortles.]
- You feel anything hinky? - I don't know.
Back porch window is busted.
That's how he got in.
Gun in Jackson's hand, Ethel's jewelry in his pocket.
It feels right.
- I'm gonna ask for some time off.
- Is everything okay? Yeah, yeah.
I gotta look up this friend of mine.
- I heard she's in town.
We go way back.
- Do you need anything? - No, no.
- No? - How about you? - The divorce? I don't know.
It feels weird.
- That makes sense.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm gonna head back to the office, talk to Perry.
Clean up a few things.
Call ya.
[Police Radio Chatter.]
[Man.]
Just leave it right where it is.
[Man Chattering.]
Right now there's hundreds of people on the grounds of the governor's mansion petitioning him to meet with me.
- What do you think your chances are? - I think they're good.
[Inhales Sharply.]
For a meeting or for a grant of clemency? For a meeting.
A couple weeks ago when you asked me to make a video for the parole board beg for mercy, I said no.
That was a dumb-ass thing to do.
Are you praying, Leon? - It isn't helping.
- The prayers of your faith are beautiful.
- I don't want to die.
- Allah knows that.
I thought my faith was strong enough.
- It's not.
- No, Leon.
Faith can help.
Faith can comfort you.
But it doesn't make you not human.
You're human.
Of course you're going to be scared.
What time is it? Less than 31 hours.
I shot him, and I'd do it again.
- Don't blame you one bit.
- Well, he was in my home.
He had a gun.
- Why don't you walk me through what happened? - [Sighs.]
Take your time.
Ed should be here.
He's my husband.
I know he recently passed, Mrs.
Wilson.
- Yes.
- I'm sorry, Mrs.
Wilson.
- Well- - Do you want to wait for your son? Oh, we might have to wait all day.
No, I'll tell you.
I was on my way to bingo, but I forgot my glasses.
So I went back home and I opened the door, and I heard a noise.
Now, my first thought is that it's Hunter.
- Who's Hunter? - Uh, he's my grandson.
- Uh, he was staying the night, 'cause I was hearing noises.
- What kind of noises? Noises in the night.
I never heard noises with Ed.
Why don't we go back to when you opened the door? You thought it was your grandson.
Yes, but I knew that he'd already gone to work.
So I got scared.
I got Baby from the hallway closet and I was just turning around when I saw him.
- What was he doing? - Walking straight at me.
So I yelled, "Stop!" And pointed Baby right at 'im.
- Did he stop? - Like a statue.
And I said, "You move, I'm gonna shoot ya.
" Fool moved.
[Knocking.]
Mrs.
Wilson.
There was a similar shooting at your house a while ago.
- Uh, yes, that's right.
- Why don't you tell us about that? What're you doin' here? That friend I told you about? She's got some known associates might be able to help me find her.
So it's turned out Baby's killed before.
Thought you were taking some time off.
Ethel's dead husband shot and killed an intruder five years ago.
- D.
A.
Didn't file charges- - Well, intruder had a gun.
- Hell of a coincidence.
- Yeah, we're on it.
- So you need any help? - I'll let you know.
Okay? All you gotta do is ask.
Same with you.
So it's official.
I'm a free man.
- Judge signed the order at 1:30.
- Talk to me.
I feel like I need to see Darlene, tell her- I don't know.
- Then do it.
- [Sighs.]
Tell her what you're feeling.
You know how you have this- this idea about yourself? You know, the kind of person you are.
And I didn't live up to it.
I mean, it's not because of you.
It's because of me.
You know, it's just got me thinkin' about stuff.
You know? - Yeah.
- So I went to church on Sunday.
The sermon was about broken promises.
Shit! [Laughing.]
- Shit.
- I mean, to yourself your spouse your friends, God.
Do you believe in heaven and hell? - Judgment Day, all that? - Do you believe in angels? - Oh, you mean, with wings? - Yeah.
- If I say yes, you gonna give me shit? - No.
Do you? Yeah.
I believe in angels.
- Earl? - [Switch Clicks.]
Shit.
Earl! [Clattering.]
What are you doin'? I came to see Gus.
Without asking me.
What's goin' on? What's goin' on, Clay? - I borrowed one of your tapes.
- One of my tapes? I brought it back, but I hadn't finished watching it.
I wanted to see if it was like my dad's.
He gets it out when I go to bed.
It makes him cry.
It is an honor, Clay- - Aw.
- To baptize you into our faith.
- Even though you peed on me.
- [Giggles.]
- Did I really pee on UncleJohnny? - [Chuckles.]
You got him good.
[Grace.]
Love you, Clay.
Your godmother's gotta go fight some crime.
Either that or she's got a date.
I'm not sure.
- Aren't you supposed to be at the office? - I'm really sorry, Aunt Grace.
Taking my stuff without asking is not cool.
Neither is coming over here without my permission.
Okay? Yes, ma'am.
Who's Earl? You and Grace are gonna be great godparents.
- Did you do that to get her back in the church? - I did that to get back at you.
Thank you very much.
I'm gonna get up.
Do you want anything? - No.
- Okay.
Your UncleJohnny is gonna make sure you follow the rules.
Your Aunt Grace is gonna make sure you question them.
Hey, Leon.
You made it.
- This is my wife, Tamara.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Thank you.
- How are you? Great.
Great.
- Didn't I tell you it was gonna be a boy? - You sure did.
- Yeah.
- Handsome little fella.
- [Chuckles.]
- I like your suit, man.
Real hip.
It was pretty cold.
Okay, Carrie.
Thanks.
I thought you weren't working the crime scene from this morning.
If the asshole wearin' this shirt raised his arms when he was shot would there be blood at the bottom of his sleeve? It depends on a lot of different factors.
What did Carrie say? It depends on a lot of different factors.
However, if someone blew their bloody nose into a tissue- One bloody tissue recovered from the OKAll Day convenience store.
- Tested positive for meth.
- Meth.
Meth and no match in the system.
- Any blood on my shirt? - No, but I got this.
This is the guy who shot you.
- He has a scar.
- I forgot until I started working with Randy on the sketch.
They got into a gray truck with a lion's-head decal on it.
Where have I seen that? Tell City High School.
- Everything okay? - Besides all this? Yeah, besides all this.
[Chuckling.]
You know- No.
I mean, uh- All this shit.
All this Earl shit, God shit- [Stammering.]
What- Yeah.
Huh- What am I supposed to do now? Earl's busy.
You know, I get that.
It's cool.
But shit! I mean- Shit! Grace.
[Sighs.]
My mother's 70 years old, and we just put my father in the ground last week.
We're sorry for your loss, Mr.
Wilson.
She defends herself in her own home and you keep her here for six hours questioning her? And why the hell are you talking to my son? He was at your mother's house last night.
Yeah, so she wouldn't be alone.
Why is that important? Maybe your son saw something.
Chances are her house was staked out.
The robber entered after she left for bingo.
- I didn't see anything.
- No strange cars? - No, sir.
- You know where your grandma keeps her jewelry? Bottom drawer, bedroom dresser.
My grandpa always wanted her wearin' some.
Said even if they lived in a shack, he'd give her diamonds.
Five years ago, the same thing happened with your grandpa.
He shot and killed an intruder.
Yes, sir.
It's weird, ain't it? - Why are you investigating? Because it happened before? - Yes, to be blunt.
My parents belonged to St.
Simon's.
They do this outreach program there where they bring ex-cons and homeless people back to the house.
- I tell 'em they're crazy.
- But that's not what happened five years ago.
Guy your father shot was a college kid high on cat tranquilizers.
I'm just sayin'.
Someone comes on our property, we're gonna kill 'em.
Law backs us up.
Oklahoma Stand Your Ground Act, Make my day.
- Well, you know your Oklahoma law.
- Yes, sir.
Been drilled into me.
- By who? - By my grandparents.
Especially my grandma.
That's one old lady you don't want to mess with.
Two armed robberies in five years.
I think I'd move my mother out of that neighborhood.
You wouldn't move my mother out.
I tried.
My dad tried.
He tried till the day he died.
He tried.
Neighborhood's changed.
But it's her home.
She ain't movin'.
Apartment developers want to put an outdoor shopping experience right in Ethel's neighborhood.
Other words, an outside mall.
Ten homes, she's the only holdout.
Turned down $200,000.
Try this on, man.
Ethel's grandson is an electrician- - so was Jackson Judd when he wasn't in prison.
- Ethel dies-Who gets the money? - Her son.
- What the hell do we have here? Somebody needs to have a word with the folks at St.
Simon.
See if what Ethel's son said is true.
This happened before.
You try to do a good deed.
Guy scopes out your place- - Is Grace here? - Taking a few personal days.
What's up, Henry? She asked me aboutJackson Judd's autopsy.
We may have a wrinkle in Ethel's story.
Wrinkles poppin' up all over this case.
Give it to me.
Ethel said Mr.
Judd raised his arms.
That's why she shot him.
But the position of the pellets suggest his arms were at his side.
Ah, it depends.
If she shot him soon as he started movin'- [Imitates Gun Cocking.]
You move and I'm gonna shoot! He broke into her home.
Breathing's enough movement for me.
Bobby, you've got Ethel's son.
You've got the grandson.
Benny, you've got Ethel.
I want all eyes on Mr.
Judd.
I want to know if there's any connection between him and this family.
[Clicking.]
- Why didn't you tell me? - I just got the news myself.
Knew God had a plan for you and Leon but I'm watching it live and in color, just like you.
Why now? 'Cause he's about to die? - That'd be my guess.
- You know about nose-ring girl.
Just know God has a plan for the two of you too.
Rhetta- Why is she part of this? - I don't know.
- Why am I so scared? 'Cause I think you're startin' to understand.
No.
I'm not.
You don't have any idea how special you are in the eyes of God.
He don't love you any more than he does anybody else.
But you are one of only 12,700,000-some that got their own last-chance angel.
Not in the whole history of the world.
Grace, I seen you run into bullets.
Seen you take down guys three times your size.
You don't know what's gonna happen next and neither do I.
But fear has not found a comfortable home within you so I don't want to hear you're scared.
God does not make mistakes.
Did you know a woman named Mary Frances Norman? Yeah, she died in the Murrah Building.
How did you know her? - Why? - Please.
She got a flat tire one night, and it was pourin' rain.
I saw this pregnant woman by the side of the road, and I changed her tire.
She wanted to pay me.
I gave her my card instead and told her if she ever needed an air conditioner, give me a call.
Couple weeks later she did.
I put a nice window unit in for her.
And you became friends? She invited me and my wife out for pizza.
We were supposed to go the next week, but the bombing happened.
Mmm, she was a nice lady.
She was my sister.
- [Leon.]
Handsome little fella.
I like your suit, man.
- [Mary Frances Laughing.]
Real hip.
[Buzzer Buzzing.]
Put your hands on your head.
- Anyone ever sleep the night before they die? - Yes.
- It's 2:00 a.
m.
- Yes.
Thanks.
Secure four.
- [Buzzer Buzzing.]
- [Door Slams.]
This is Detective Hanadarko.
Is the governor available now? Oh, shoot.
Has it just been 15 minutes? Look.
I'm gonna call again in 15 minutes every 15 minutes, until he calls me back- until he talks to me.
Yes! I have information about Leon Cooley he needs to hear.
Yes, I'm going to tell him.
No, I don't want to tell you.
Thank you.
This is Grace Hanadarko.
Is he available? Is she available? This is Grace Hanadarko.
Mmm.
Christy.
I need a favor.
You still know the governor's secretary? Yeah, call me back.
- [Beeps.]
- Any luck? Not yet.
Didn't you used to date a guy who worked the governor's security detail? Yeah, he moved to Canada.
I lost track of him.
We could always find an activist judge.
- Get a search warrant for the governor's mansion.
- For what? - His balls.
- [Chuckles.]
I'm so glad you're not dead.
- Thank you- - You're welcome.
For not calling me a hypocrite.
I know you're not doing this because Leon Cooley changed your sister's tire.
Then why am I doin' it? Because I can't even believe the shit comin' out of my mouth.
Earl said God had big plans for you.
Can't deny that anymore.
[Both Laughing.]
God's, like, really desperate.
- [Ringing.]
- Hi.
Hey.
- Hey, Christy.
- [Laughs.]
- What's goin' on? - You're gonna shit your pants.
For now, just be happy.
The governor's hiding.
I managed to get the pope to write him a letter.
From what I understand, he hasn't even read it.
The pope! Does the pope know the governor has a brunch today in Nichols Hills? Because I'm getting his itinerary faxed over.
Hallelujah Jackson Judd got his electrician's license last time he got out of prison.
But we got no evidence that he ever made a dime from it or that he knew Ethel's grandson.
What kind of kid is the grandson? You know, he's got no record, steady job, made good grades at OSU Tech.
- The son is the one who inherits the house after she dies? - Right, right.
Son also has no record, no enemies.
Works in marketing for a pet-food company.
Checks on his mom every day.
Whoo! Ethel Mae Wilson is a sweet, tough, blind-as-a-bat saint which could explain why she thought Judd was raisin'his arms.
You got a little sweet spot for Ethel? Church cred says that Ed Wilson was the one with the mean streak.
- Ethel's dead husband? - How'd he die? Hit by a bus six days ago.
Both of'em volunteered in that outreach program.
Could've been naive about the dangers.
Ed was counseling someone new in the program, an ex-con named- - Jackson Judd.
- That's our connection.
Yeah, and they're both dead.
Darlene, what's wrong? - Can I talk to you? - Yeah.
Come on.
- Please tell me this is a joke.
- Yes, it's a joke.
- The guys put that up.
Come on, Darlene.
- It's not funny! - I know.
- My family saw this, Ham.
I'm sorry.
Look, I'm sorry for everything.
'Cause I hurt you and I lied to you.
I'm sorry.
[Sniffling.]
Are you sure, Ham? Are you sure you love her? Yeah.
- Does she love you? - I don't know.
Then what are you doin'? I'm finally being honest.
[Cell Phone Ringing.]
[Beeps.]
[Scoffs.]
- Yeah, Grace? - Think you can do me a favor? - What? Yeah, yeah.
- Check your desk.
There's a sketch of a guy.
I need his name and address.
Possibly went to Tell City High School.
You got it.
- What's goin' on with Ethel? - [Groans.]
It's deeper than we thought.
I'm not sure yet.
- You check out her dead husband? - Dead husband's connected to dead guy.
We're bringing Ethel back in.
- I talked to Darlene.
- Good.
- So who's the guy with the scar? - I find him, I may find my friend.
Listen, I gotta go.
I'll call you later.
[Brakes Screech.]
Detective Hanadarko, O.
C.
P.
D.
I need to speak with the governor.
Stand down.
- What are you doing, Hanadarko? - I thought you moved to Canada.
- I hated it.
What are you doing? - The governor's about to kill someone.
And I have information he's gotta know.
This is the only way I could get to him.
You got information about Leon Cooley? What's the information? He plays guitar so sweet, it's like tuckin' a baby into bed.
[Clears Throat.]
Gimme your shit.
All of it.
Let's go.
- So Hanadarko got to the governor.
- Yes, she did.
- They spoke for 10 minutes.
- He said he would take what she said into consideration.
- What'd she say? - We don't know.
- Is she comin' to see me? - She's on her way.
- You sure? - I am.
[Inhales Deeply.]
I get one visitor hour before I die.
I wrote down Hanadarko.
She will be here.
Would you please give this to my son? - [Door Opens.]
- [Guard.]
Excuse me.
Your visit's over.
[Panting.]
Thank you.
I'm praying for you.
Hey.
[Whispering.]
Allah is right here.
He is right by your side.
You are not alone.
- [Man.]
All right.
Make sure he doesn't leave there- - [Door Slams.]
[Knocking.]
My husband knew the man that broke into my house? Ed counseled him at your church.
We believe your husband talked to him about your schedule about the jewelry he bought you- - That makes no sense at all.
- Why not, Mrs.
Wilson? My husband wouldn't talk to those people about our valuables wouldn't give them any ideas- - Uh-oh.
Oh.
- What? Oh, my God.
Ed always wanted so badly to go on safari.
You know, follow Billy Graham, go to China, go to Brazil, around the world.
He used to say to me, "What's it gonna take, Ethel? "How may more robberies before we sell this anchor that keeps us in one place?" You think he dropped hints toJudd.
Planted the idea of a robbery so that you'd sell the house.
No, no.
No.
Ed would never want to see anyone get hurt.
But he wasn't planning on dying.
Thought he'd be there if things went wrong.
I, uh don't know if he moved.
- Jackson Judd? - I, uh, was scared.
I was surprised.
I thought I saw him move.
But I don't know.
It's okay, Mrs.
Wilson.
He was armed.
He broke in.
He didn't have to move.
The law protects you.
[Panting.]
[Speaking Arabic.]
[Crying.]
[Exhales Sharply.]
[Knocking.]
[Guard.]
Cooley, final visitor.
[Sighs.]
How 'bout them Sooners? - You want somethin' else to eat? - Breakfast.
But that ain't gonna happen.
- You wanna sit down? - Okay.
We can talk through the bean hole.
You know my son.
Ben.
He's a good kid.
He and my nephew are friends.
Shit, Hanadarko.
All these connections.
Brought us to this moment.
Yeah.
- But I blew it.
- Me too.
- I wanted to help you.
- You are.
You hungry? Got ketchup? Sorry.
Unless you want a pencil stub, legal pad or a comb - this food's all I can offer you.
- [Chuckling.]
- They gave you a comb? - [Laughs.]
Hey, you got hair.
You want it? No contact.
No contact, Detective.
Time's up.
We need to get the prisoner ready, ma'am.
- You want me there, Leon? - Yes.
Okay.
I'll be there.
- Bye, Hanadarko.
- Bye, Leon.
[Clattering.]
- What is that? - Twelve-hundred prisoners kicking their doors.
Prisoner, present your legs for application of restraints.
[Clattering Continues.]
Open four.
[Panicked Gasping.]
[Panting.]
Do you have any last words? I deserve death but I'm afraid of it.
I ask for mercy, but I don't deserve it.
[Sighs.]
The pain I caused is unforgivable.
I'm sorry.
Allah, please forgive me.
Let the execution proceed.
No.
No.
No.
- Nol Nol - Look at me.
- [Grunting.]
- Look at me.
No! Look.
Look at me.
[Shouts.]
[Doctor.]
Time of death, 6:08 p.
m.
[Clicking, Whirring.]
[Birds Twittering.]
My name is Grace.
I know an angel named Earl.
Do you?