Slaughter of the Innocents

- Hey, we score yet?
- Uh, I don't know.

Look, I gotta go.
Yeah, I'll call ya later.
- I promise.
- Hey, come on.

I promise.
Yeah. Bye.

I need a jet
to Provo, Utah, right away.

Do you know how much it costs
to send a jet from Cleveland, Ohio...

to Provo, Utah?
forty-two cents.
I can't authorize that.
Then get me someone who can.
Nice goin', Jesse.
Convicted murderer Bobby Martel...
scheduled to die at 6:00 this morning
by lethal injection...

will be moved from his cell
in maximum security...

Have you uncovered some
new evidence in the Bobby Martel case?

I don't know.
- You read the file?
- Yes.

What part you remember?
What part do you think's important?

I remember the physical profile
that summed him up...

as a subnormal, not quite retarded sociopath
with a huge collection of kiddie porn.

I think it's important his boot prints
were outside the kids' windows...

his fingerprints
were on the glass and, uh...

one of his pubic hairs was found
in the nine-year-old's mouth.

Oh, that seems like all you'd need
to put him on death row...

and pull the switch.
Push the plunger, sir.
In Utah, you get to choose
between the firing squad...

and lethal injection.
Martel didn't choose,
so the warden chose for him.

Well, that was nice of him.
He was convicted by a jury of his peers
and is sentenced to die.

But that doesn't necessarily
mean he did it, sir.

- Who said that?
- You did, sir.