Theorizing that one could time-travel
within his own lifetime,
Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap Accelerator
and vanished.
He woke to find himself trapped in the past,
facing mirror images that were not his own,
and driven by an unknown force
to change history for the better.
His only guide on this journey is Al,
an observer from his own time,
who appears in the form of a hologram
that only Sam can see and hear.
And so Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life,
striving to put right what once went wrong,
and hoping each time that his next leap
will be the leap home.
Wait... wait a minute.
Wait a minute, there's been some kind of a mistake.
You're the one who made the mistake, Jesus.
No. Jesus? No.
Just try to think of someplace far away.
What? What?
Let it be known,
that on the 12th day of May, 1971,
in the presence of these witnesses, that Jesus Ortega
was condemned by the state of Florida to death by electrocution.
Oh, God.
For the murder of Father Vincent Torelli
on the ninth day of September
No, wait a minute!
...1969
This can't be happening. Oh, God!
...it is thereby agreed by all present...
It's the warden.
Yes, sir.
You were just granted a 48-hour stay of execution by the Governor.
God.
And so was Raul Casta.
Mr. Moody, please. We need some information.
Please. Sir, please.
Sir, please. We need to know what's going on.
This is why the state of Florida
needs a new governor.
One who is not afraid to bring a convicted murderer to justice.
Why did the Governor grant them the stay?
Because he hasn't got the guts to stand up to the liberal
bleeding-heart pressure groups.
Mr. Moody, are you saying
that if you were elected governor, you could?
You're damned right I could!
You think he'll stay the executions of the other...
Not if I've got anything to say about it. I'll tell you... Listen!
I will not allow murderers and rapists,
convicted criminals, to go free.
And you can quote the hell out of me on that one.
But, sir, wait a minute.
Moody's gonna fry whoever pulled this off for you
in the same chair.
Ignore him.
You're alive, at least for the next 48 hours, and that's all that matters.
How the hell did you do it, man?
We're gonna call you Lazarus, man.
Lazarus!
You did it.
We still have a chance.
You're home. Forget where you live?
Or did Wohorski let a little current ooze through?
You okay, Ortega?
Ortega?
I said, are you okay?
He's terrific.
For somebody who just got his chain jerked off
the Grim Reaper's door. Ain't that right, Ortega?
Sorry about the boxes, but you weren't expected back.
I wouldn't work too hard on unpacking.
Two days go by real fast.
Real fast.
You said that...
You said that they... they would listen to their own laws
And you were right.
Will somebody shut him up?
You were right.
All the time, all the books.
You did it!
Mi amigo.
He wrote an appeal?
What the hell kind of an appeal
could an illiterate Cuban write?
All I get from the Governor's office is that Ortega's appeal
has them diggin' through the files
for some kind of evidence that he says was omitted from his trial.
What kind of evidence?
We don't know, sir.
Come on, Rip. Come on, come on, come on.
Where in the hell is Tearsa?
She knows all about this case.
Tearsa's out at the prison doing some paperwork.
What the hell do you think the appeal was based on?
Maybe that it only took us six days to get him convicted.
Herb,
you don't get punished for not wasting the taxpayers' money.
You know Bowman's only doing this to get the bleeding-heart vote.
There are a lot of liberals in this state.
Not as many as there are conservatives! Now, come on!
What the hell was in that damn appeal?
We don't know.
What could it have been?
Something that Bowman felt strong enough to issue a stay on.
Look, Ortega has just spent the past year and a half
going through a stack of outdated law books.
Now, all that he could come up with, possibly, possibly
is a technicality, and that is all.
But the priest identified Ortega and Casta on his deathbed.
Two other witnesses put them at the scene of the crime. What could he have?
That's what you were supposed to find out. Come on.
Ortega got a stay. If he gets a mistrial
Bowman will get the liberal vote.
I will be tied up in court during the election.
He will have me right where he wants me.
All right, look, look.
If we did it by the books, which we did, there's no problem.
Now, we did it by the books, didn't we?
We have nothing to worry about.
You two have nothing to worry about.
I have $80,000 sunk into a gubernatorial campaign
I intend to win.
I'm going back to the Governor's office
I'm gonna get a copy of the damn appeal
and I'm gonna find out what that technicality is.
Don't you worry, Theo,
we're gonna have those two fried long before election day.
I guarantee it.
You better.
You writing the great American novel?
Where the hell have you been?
I almost died in the electric chair.
Sam, it's... it's not always so easy to find you right after you leap.
I was in the electric chair! Where were you?
It's not like you're lost in a mall.
You're lost in time.
You know, I got here as soon as I could. I'm sorry, Sam.
Okay, all right. Did you find anything out from Jesus?
Well, he's... he's out cold in the waiting room. We can't revive him.
What?
Dr. Beaks thinks that Jesus thinks that he's already dead,
so he's slipped into a kind of a comatose coma or whatever.
Well, tell Beeks to bring him around.
Well, you can't just dump a bucket of water on his head and say:
"Hey, hey, get up. You're not dead,
you're just 25 years in the future."
These things take time, Sam.
I don't have a whole lot of time, Al.
Okay, let me just get this thing in the right mode.
Uh, according to Ziggy, you die
on the 14th of May, 1971.
That's... Oh, that's in two days.
I got that, Al.
Why?
Well, probably because you can't live with 2,000 volts of electricity
rushing through your body.
Why was Jesus executed?
Uh, well, you and Raul were convicted for robbery and murder.
According to Ziggy they admitted robbing the church,
but they deny killing the priest.
So, you're probably here because they're innocent.
Yeah, but they got three eyewitnesses, Al,
including the dying priest, who can put us both at the church.
Plus the ballistics tests, which show that the gun that they found
in Jesus' place matches the gun that killed the priest.
What if they're telling the truth?
What if they did rob the church,
but they did not kill the priest?
Ziggy says there's an 83 percent probability of that.
All I have to do is find out who murdered the priest and save my life.
Jesus' life.
No, my life.
I was the one in that chair this morning.
And I'm the one who'll be in it the day after tomorrow,
unless I can figure out whatever it is that he couldn't...
What are you doing, rehearsing your press release?
There's a counselor here to see you, Ortega.
Oh, bingo.
If anyone's got any answers, it should be your lawyer.
I'm sorry, Ortega, but rules are rules.
Good luck, amigo. Good luck.
Hey, dude, where you going, man?
Oh, look at this, Sam.
If I had had an attorney like that when I was in court,
I'd still be in court.
We did it. We did it.
Oh, Jesus, we have a chance. We've got a chance to stop Moody
from killing you and Raul.
That's Theodore Wallace Moody. He's the district attorney.
The guy who was busting a gut this morning.
Yeah. If he ever found out I was helping you,
that'd be the end of little Tearsa Lorrea.
So fast it would make your head spin.
Tearsa Margaretta Lorrea, age 28 and single.
Maybe you shouldn't be here, then.
Oh, I'm being careful.
Uh, no, she isn't, Sam. Not really.
If Moody finds out, I'll tell him I'm pumping you for information.
Yeah, but see, Moody doesn't buy that.
In fact, he has her disbarred in '72 for immoral conduct.
Besides, I can't be worried about this now. I can't be worried about me.
Not when we're this close to proving that you and Raul are innocent.
Come over here!
She doesn't prove anything, Sam.
She ends up doing life as a social worker
in a Florida unemployment office,
and you, I mean, Jesus and Raul
still burn in the chair.
This is exactly what we've been working for.
When Bowman saw Moody's ballistic tests were inconclusive,
he called for an examination of all the evidence.
It's just a matter of time before he sees
that you and Raul are innocent.
Raul Casta, a widower, father of one.
All right, you're not innocent.
You committed a robbery, but you didn't murder a priest.
Jesus, remember when I told you that every barrel of a gun
leaves a unique mark on the bullet?
Uh-huh. Come.
Moody says the bullet they took from Father Torelli's sternum
matches the ones fired from your gun.
According to these ballistic tests, they didn't.
They lied?
So then, Moody lied?
Well, Moody presented the ballistic tests as if they were conclusive
and your incompetent attorney didn't contest it.
Do you know what this means?
Uh, what?
That Moody's evidence was inconclusive.
She's got a point there, Sam.
They can't fry somebody on inconclusive evidence.
I mean, he based your whole case on these ballistic tests.
Oh, and the witnesses that placed you and Raul
at the robbery, not the murder.
And he got away with it, though?
No, almost, almost. But he disregarded the Sixth Amendment.
He did not corroborate your DD-5.
He intimidated your court-appointed attorney.
I've watched this guy manipulate the law and ignore the system
and become everything I've ever hated about lawyers.
Now, wait a second, Sam. If she's working
for this Moody,
what's she doing here helping you?
Why are you helping me?
Your letters.
They made me aware that I was allowing Moody to kill my people
because they were ignorant of the laws.
You reminded me why my parents ran away from Cuba.
Yeah, but if Moody finds out what you're doing here
he's gonna fire you.
Yeah, well, I still have to live with myself, you know?
I'm not like Moody.
I never knew there were lawyers with morals.
It's a pity that Moody breaks her.
Jesus, you and Raul are innocent.
We are going to prove it.
Okay.
I'm gonna go check to see how Ziggy's coming with that interface.
Maybe I can find something new.
That'd be great.
Sam, I like her.
What?
You're different again.
I'm different? Yeah.
The first time I met you in court,
you were very arrogant and angry.
Why, you accused me of being a traitor to our people.
I'm sorry about that. L...
It's all right.
When the trial ended, you changed.
Well, I guess
sitting on death row has an effect on a person.
Yeah, well, your letters changed.
And when you wrote that appeal,
I changed, Jesus.
I believed in something again.
We have a lot of work to do.
Listen, I want you to go back through everything
and make sure we didn't miss anything.
Okay.
And tell Raul we've got a chance.
We've got a good chance.
I'm ready.
Tearsa.
Be careful.
Jesus' research had taken him into every case
that was overturned on a technicality.
On one hand,
it felt strange to be doing exactly
what Tearsa had accused Moody of,
manipulating the fine points of the law.
On the other,
the thought of being strapped into that chair again...
Jesus.
What'd she say?
Tearsa says that we have to
go over the whole thing all over again, okay?
In case we missed anything,
we should just go over everything one more time.
Why?
Because l... I want to see it like Moody would see it.
My, uh...
My Rosita was sick.
The fever was so high that...
That I knew she was gonna die.
I... I was crazy.
No wife, a sick kid.
I went over to your apartment about 7:00 to ask for money.
We, uh...
We talked for a long time, and then, uh, we decided to go to church.
You said, after all the money we gave at collections,
maybe once the Madonna could give back to us.
But the, uh, Madonna, she did not help.
What about the priest?
The priest?
He was sorry.
He said he was sorry my niña was sick,
but that, uh... But that there was no money for medicine.
What about the money for the poor?
He said we, uh... We were gonna use the money for rum.
And then what happened?
I went crazy.
I told him his vestments were a lie,
that... that... that... that he was not a man of God
because God would help a sick child!
Then the... the sisters heard my screaming, and they came out.
And, uh, then you pulled me back to the chapel.
You said Torelli was no padre,
that this wasn't a house of God.
And with y-your bare hands y-you broke the lock on the poor box
and we took the money.
$6.
We're gonna die for $6.
Raul, we're not going to die.
What time did we leave the church?
About 7:45.
I remember because I knew we had enough time
to get to the pharmacy, to... to get to Julio.
Julio?
Antuna. Yeah.
He was a doctor in Cuba.
He couldn't get his license when he came over,
so, uh, he swept the floors in the pharmacy.
He, uh, stole the medicine for my Rosita
when he saw I didn't have enough money.
That's why l... I... I thought maybe that's why he... he... he didn't come to the trial.
I swear to you, Jesus,
I was with him when the priest got murdered.
Me and Rosita, man.
Guard! Hey, guard.
What is your problem, Ortega?
Listen, I need to make a phone call.
It's after hours, Ortega. You know the rules.
I don't have hours.
I gonna be dead in less than 32.
It's my tail if we're busted.
Please.
This makes no sense.
What doesn't?
Julio Antuna moved out of the area two days after the murder.
Two days. Something's not right.
Well, Raul thinks it's because Julio stole medicine for Raul's daughter.
Yeah, well, according to the police records,
Two officers went to see him right after Father Torelli died.
But the report they filed is missing.
The next day, Mr. Antuna disappeared.
Well, she found out more than we did.
'Cause Julio Antuna never registered in the United States.
We searched the whole country.
Wherever he went, he didn't go as Julio Antuna.
This is crazy.
I mean, the ballistics test was inconclusive
and there's a discrepancy between the time the witnesses
put Raul and I at the church. Plus the fact
that the only friendly witness
vanished 48 hours after the crime.
We can get 'em, Jesus.
Hey, look, I better get out of here.
Why, where are you?
I'm in Moody's office.
Moody's office?
Get out of there! Watch her back!
I'm on it.
He took all the files and put them in his office.
Oh-oh. Uh, uh.
Tell her to look out the window, Sam!
Listen, Moody's coming.
Look out the window.
What have you got, an angel on retainer?
Just get out of there!
He called me in here for a meeting. The only thing I have to do
is not be on the phone with you.
Hurry!
I'll get word to you as soon as I hear from Bowman.
This is a happy group.
What'd you find out?
I found out that someone from this office
has been working with Ortega.
Stay cool, he doesn't know it's you yet.
And whoever it is, he's given the Governor's office
enough information to force a stay of execution.
Maybe even overturn the conviction.
Bowman has subpoenaed our records.
And he's talking seriously about reopening the trial.
Good!
How did he find out?
Come on.
Bowman's not gonna tell us who the Judas is.
Careful.
Maybe it's not someone in the office.
Maybe it's someone who's got...
It's definitely internal. They know too much.
But not everything.
That sounds like the lawyers I know.
I want everyone in this office checked.
Everyone! I want personal call lists,
schedules, meetings, over the past eight months.
Go back to the trial if you have to.
Do whatever it takes, but I want this bastard.
I wouldn't worry about Ortega and Casta.
I'm not, Herb.
If they can't introduce any new evidence
they'll reschedule the execution for tomorrow morning
and it'll be over.
But hear me, people.
I want this Judas. Now, do it.
Man, he's gonna break you into a million pieces
and walk away with the governorship,
and let two innocent men die in the chair.
I just hope Sam Beckett's not one of 'em.
They've rescheduled the execution for tomorrow morning.
Did they set a time?
7:00 a.m.
There's gotta be something we're missing.
She's checked out everything, Sam.
I've hired an investigative team to find Julio.
She did it with her own money, too.
But I need more time. We need more time.
We need a stay from the Governor.
What about Bowman?
Oh, he's not gonna...
He's not gonna push for an extension
unless we find some real hard evidence.
What's... what's a through-and-through?
Uh, that's a police term.
They use it to describe a shooting.
It's, uh, when a bullet completely passes through the body cavity
and comes out the other side.
Well, according to the coroner's report
Father Torelli was killed by multiple gunshot wounds,
one of which they found lodged in the sternum
and another one which passed through the lung
ripping through the left ventricle before it left the body.
So, where's the second bullet?
Yeah.
So... so what happened to the second bullet?
We never found it.
Forensics searched for two days.
Well, maybe modern technology has a way of finding it now.
Worth a shot.
They searched all the walls,
the heating grates, the folds in the curtains.
They even pulled down the statues.
If I can get Ziggy to modify the sensors on the hand link
and work it as kind of a metal detector...
Look, I need you to check again.
It has been almost two years, okay?
If I can center on her brainwaves
that'll give Ziggy a clearer sensory base to pull from...
But I gotta have her there.
If we can find that bullet in one piece
we can prove that it wasn't my gun that killed the priest.
Get her there, Sam.
You understand what I'm saying?
There is no chance that that bullet is still in that church.
What else do we have?
I don't know, but we can spend our time...
What? We can't find Julio.
You can't alter the statements of a dead priest
or any of the eyewitnesses. The bullet is our only hope.
Okay.
Okay. Okay.
All right, now what do you want me to do? Just look?
Uh, uh, no.
No, no, l... I think you gotta do more than... than just look.
I think you have to re-enact the shooting.
This is crazy.
No, it's not crazy. I came across some transcripts
from the court files, a-and there was this testimony
from this expert witness, this, uh... This Dr. Michaels guy.
He gave his medical report based on where the body was found.
Now, based on Father Torelli's
physical position at the time of the shooting
you can pinpoint exactly where the bullet came out!
Right. Okay. Now listen, we've done that.
You're gonna have to do it again, then!
It's all right here. Okay, okay.
Okay, all right.
I'll do it.
It's right here, see?
No, w-w-wait. Here, you gotta have this. Okay?
All right. I'll call you.
Okay.
Oh, good.
Thank God you're still here, Tearsa. All right.
Had a heck of a time converting this hand link,
but Ziggy says it's gonna work to do this detecting but...
What?
You gonna let me do this all alone?
Well, that's okay.
We know that the priest was killed up here by the altar
so that's where I'll start.
Turn this on.
This is gonna work. You just find a little lead
and I'll show you a bullet.
This is useless.
I've got to do something. Anything.
Well, you can pray that we'll find the bullet.
Could help.
Hey, hey, don't move!
You didn't hear me, did you? No.
Okay.
Nothing.
Nothing over there.
Ah, ahh.
Ah, there's something there.
Something over here.
Ah, that's it. Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh
That's it! We found it!
I know it's been a long time since I knelt before you...
If I can find a way to get you to hear me.
And I know that it's sad
that I'm here in your light. Asking...
Light! Can you see... Can you see this light?
Please.
Nope.
Show me the answer.
Well, it's right there in the wall!
Show me a way to help these men.
I'm trying.
I know that they've done wrong, Madonna.
But it was for the good of a child. A child.
I beg you to be merciful.
You know, I could use some help here.
Are you an angel?
No, I'm not. I wish I were.
Not you. Him.
Can you see me?
Yes.
Of course you can, because you're an innocent child
and all the waves... Wait!
She can't see you.
That's right, she can't.
But would you like to help the angel a little bit?
Because I have to talk to her.
Come on, help the angel. We gotta talk to this lady.
Now, all the angel needs is for you
to go and tell that lady to stop.
Can you? Go, run, run!
The angel said to stop!
What?
I'm sorry. I told you never to speak to strangers.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
The angel wants me to tell her!
Enough. I'm sorry.
That's okay.
Say her name is Tearsa.
Tearsa!
Just say, the bullet.
The bullet.
Wait. Señora, please, wait.
I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with her.
She never acts like this.
Now, listen to me closely.
Tell her it's behind the frame.
It's behind the frame.
The bullet. The bullet.
She sees too much television.
Señora, wait.
Please, I was praying to the Madonna to help me find a bullet.
I think she's letting me know through this child's words.
A miracle.
I think so.
Is the angel still here?
Oh, yeah.
Can he tell you where the bullet is?
The lower left-hand corner.
The picture of the Madonna.
Thank you.
Thanks, honey. You've got an angel that owes you one.
Es un milagro!
You're out of here, son. You're out of here.
Tearsa found the bullet.
Yes. It was right there in the wall.
You want to know why they couldn't find it?
Do you?
No.
Let me tell you.
The bullet went right through the priest
into the wall, and when it did
it hit right on the corner of this picture frame.
That moved the picture frame a little bit
and then gravity swung it back over the hole.
So when the police looked at it, they looked for a bullet hole
but they never checked behind it.
Well, that's great.
Yeah. Now all we have to do is wait for Tearsa
to take the bullet to ballistics
then check it against Jesus' gun.
It doesn't match, so that proves
that you and Raul are innocent.
And whoopie-dippy-dong, you're history, son.
And then Moody is forced to reopen the case.
Absolutamundo-roonie.
So why am I still here?
If Tearsa found the bullet, and everything's okay,
shouldn't I be leaping now?
Well, you got a point.
Maybe it's because, uh,
I'm being given a chance to say good-bye
to Tearsa before I go. Something like that?
Yeah, something like that.
Right?
What?
Uh...
Well, uh...
What?
Just that... that
the ballistic report says that the bullet
Tearsa found came from Jesus' gun
and proves conclusively
that you murdered Father Torelli, and you're guilty, Sam.
And Ziggy says you're
gonna die in the chair in three hours and 17 minutes.
You lied to me!
Look at me! You look at me!
I'm sorry.
Sorry?
For what?
For using me?
For letting me think you were innocent,
while all the while you murdered that priest?
I believed Jesus Ortega was innocent.
And no matter what crime he committed.
I'm still here because something isn't right.
Oh, what are you talking about?
I don't belong here, Tearsa.
I'm not the man who killed that priest.
Oh, no.
I'm not the man who wrote you those letters or... or wrote that brief.
I'm not that man!
Oh, stop it! Then who are you?
If I told you,
if I tried to explain to you, you wouldn't believe me in a million years.
No, you try and explain it to me!
You try and explain to me what you were doing
when you were preaching to me about my dignity.
About my responsibility to all those Cubans that were repressed
by the American system!
You used me!
I never used you.
I never lied to you. I never lied to you.
Well.
Well, well.
It's so nice to catch the two of you together.
Let it go, Theo. It's over.
Over?
Yes, for him it's over. For you, it's just beginning.
For you, I have a special punishment to fit your disloyalty.
It's hard to be loyal to the Devil.
Whatever happened to how much you admired me?
How much you hoped your career would mirror mine?
I didn't know you then, and what you were capable of.
Convicting murderers.
I thought they were innocent!
Well, they weren't.
You'll have to pay for that, Tearsa.
You don't have to destroy her.
He's a traitor.
Because of her, you have your conclusive evidence
and Raul and I will be dead in an hour.
Now, isn't that enough?
No.
What is it with you?
You won't be happy until everybody on deathwatch is dead?
Your impending death has made you a very brave man, Mr. Ortega.
I don't want to see Tearsa's life ruined.
You won't. You'll be dead.
You are so cruel.
I'm cruel? Yes.
What about you? I trusted you,
and I gave you my confidence.
I taught you the jewels of law, and you betrayed me.
How many people have you betrayed?
There are five men on deathwatch.
Five men you put there by pushing their cases through court.
Five convicted criminals.
Who might be innocent.
You weren't.
This is not about guilt or innocence.
This is about you using their bodies
to pave your way to the Governor's mansion!
Whatever it takes.
Well, I'm gonna make sure everybody knows what you are!
I don't think so.
I think that you will slither away
with your tail between your legs,
because I'm having you disbarred
for misappropriating information from my personal files
and using it to aid and abet a convicted murderer.
What? Tearsa.
See, Tearsa, you made the ultimate mistake.
You've lost.
And you are a dead man.
Tearsa, listen to me.
Let go.
You... You haven't lost.
Yes, I have. You made sure of that.
Are you going to dance before your execution, Jesus?
Oh.
It's an old prison saying,
that a man on his final walk to the chair,
the stench of fear chokes him and he panics,
struggling in the arms of his captor
for one more moment of freedom.
Some people say it looks like a dance.
The last dance before death.
Romantic, don't you think?
Would you like to make a confession, Jesus?
Would you like to make a confession?
I don't need to confess.
Jesus, God has not forsaken you.
I know that.
But you don't believe it.
You're wondering, "Has my God abandoned me?"
I can see it in your eyes, Jesus.
Is that what you're thinking, son?
No.
Sometimes when I pray, I have the feeling that
maybe God is too busy to hear the prayers of a priest.
Busy?
Because I'm his servant,
a soldier who works in His name to make right
what the times have made wrong.
He...
He wouldn't be too busy.
Sometimes, the good are the last to be heard.
But you are like the prodigal son.
God...
God is not going to leave me here.
He's calling you home, Jesus.
Look, I haven't done anything wrong.
That's what you don't understand.
I've done everything that has been asked of me.
And I believe
that I am not going to die in that chair.
What happens in that room is not important, Jesus.
What's important comes when you leave this world.
Cleanse your soul, Jesus.
Go with your arms to God.
I have nothing to confess.
Don't you understand? I have nothing to confess!
Lies.
You went back and murdered the priest, didn't you?
I don't know.
Yeah, you know.
Y-you know you went with me to get my Rosita
and all the time you were saying
blasphemous things about the priest.
All right, move on.
...and the church!
Let's go.
After I left to Julio's, you went back and killed the priest!
I don't know.
Lies! You're letting your lies drag me to my death!
Time to go, Jesus.
Tell them the truth, Jesus. Jesus.
You were my friend, Jesus. You were my friend.
Don't let them kill me and leave my daughter alone!
Be cool, Jesus.
Jesus, tell them the truth!
Jesus!
Come on, Jesus. Your fan club's back.
I am not here.
I am not standing in this room facing these people.
This is not happening.
I don't smell the stench of death or feel this insane terror
that is choking me a thousand times more than it did two days ago.
I believe that God or time or whoever
is testing my faith has not forgotten me.
I believe... I believe...
Al, why haven't I leaped?
I'm not supposed to be here! Al!
Okay, I'm okay. I'm okay.
I'm not supposed to be here.
Let it be known that on the 14th day of May, 1971,
in the presence of these witnesses...
Tell him you want to confess. Tell him you want to confess.
I want to confess.
What?
Confess.
I want to make a confession.
Jesus confesses to the murder of the priest.
I, Jesus Ortega,
confess to the premeditated murder of Father Torelli.
But Raul was not there.
You were here to save Raul.
Alone.
I want to admit, in front of all of these witnesses
that I left Raul Casta
after we robbed the poor box.
Then you went to get your gun.
And I went back to get my gun
and murdered the priest.
Now Raul is part of the reason you're here.
The other reason is to take down Theodore Moody.
And there's one more thing.
Tell them that Moody bribed Raul's witness to leave the state of Florida.
I know that the District Attorney
bribed a witness to leave the state.
Ridiculous.
A witness whose evidence could've proven that Raul was innocent.
And tell them that Julio Antuna,
the morning after the shooting
left to visit his daughter in New York.
And Julio Antuna
left Tallahassee the morning after the shooting
to visit his daughter in New York.
And when he returned, he was questioned by the police
He was questioned by the police.
...and by Mr. Ripley!
And by Mr. Ripley, a representative
of the District Attorney's office.
This is ridiculous.
And then Dr. Antuna,
who had lost his medical status
when he fled Cuba to come to the U.S.,
was given a chance
to obtain his medical license in the state of New York
on the condition that he leave Florida and never return.
Lies! The man is about to be electrocuted.
Tell Tearsa to call him in New York.
Tearsa, call Dr. Julio Antuna in New York.
212
Call him now! 212
555-4315.
Oh, wait. No, he changed his name.
It's now Dr. Manuel Vasquez.
And ask for a Dr. Manuel Vasquez.
He changed his name.
What did he say? What did he say?
Okay.
He says he was given the opportunity
to be a doctor by Theodore Moody
and all he had to do was give a statement
to the District Attorney's office
to prove Raul Casta's innocence,
which he's willing to do again.
And you can quote me on that.
Mr. Moody, can we get a comment?
I have no comment. I have nothing to say.
Raul gets released, and he's living
with his daughter in Florida.
Ripley and Moody see their reputations
go right down the toilet with the bullet,
and Tearsa reopens the four remaining cases on death row
and gets two of them overturned for insufficient evidence.
She turns out to be a good lawyer.
What are you doing?
It's time to go home, Al?
You better leap, Sam. What are you doing?
I sure hope Al is the name of your guardian angel, my friend.
You're not leaping. You gotta leap, Sam.
Hey, leap, Sam! You better leap now!
Come on, leap! Leap!
Don't touch that thing! Sam, leap. Leap, leap, leap, now! Now!
Leap, Sam, leap!
What are you doing? Tag me!
Get in there!
Prepare to die, Russkie!
Oh, boy.