Previously on AMC's The Killing...
Make them hang me, so that way,
when they kill me, they'll hear it.
This our case!
We are both responsible!
What did you do with your wife's ring?
I pawned it.
I want my lawyer!
What, you changed your mind? You want the needle now, Ray?
I didn't kill my wife and you believe me, don't you?
- I do, yes. - I'll make sure you can talk to Adrian.
Can I see my dad now?
- Adrian lied. - He must has seen him on TV.
You need to see this.
Man: Ray Seward,
be it known you have been found guilty
by jury of your peers
for the crime of murder in the first degree
of Trisha Ann Seward.
I am hereby authorized to cause the sentence of death
to be executed upon you at this time.
Mr. Seward, would you like to make a final statement
before we proceed?
Mr. Seward?
We got 12 hours, gentlemen. Clock starts now.
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[ Detector beeping ]
Guard: Here you go.
Gate.
You didn't call yesterday. I waited.
I had other things to deal with.
And now your schedule's clear,
11 hours before they're set to kill me?
[ Clears throat ]
Do you recognize any of these rings?
What happened to your face--
your boyfriend finally had enough?
Do you or don't you recognize any of these?
Should I?
Is it my get-out-of-jail-free card?
It's a yes-or-no question.
I'm not the one on a clock here.
True.
The wedding band-- silver--
it's a fake, in case you were wondering.
Is there anything specific you can tell me about this ring?
The fact I didn't want to give it to her? She was pregnant.
What about any markings, any imperfections it might have?
Do you recall anything like that?
I recall that it cost 30 bucks.
I recall I got it at Bernard's Jewelry
near the market-- used goods, like my wife.
And I recall, after I gave it to her,
I never thought about it again.
Do you believe in "happily ever after"?
Hmm?
I didn't think so,
'cause I noticed you weren't wearing a band, either.
Uh...
There's a scratch on the inside band.
I have to make a call.
He positively identified the ring
as belonging to his deceased wife, Trisha Seward,
and it was found in the trophies in Joe Mills' possession.
Sir, if I didn't believe
an innocent man was about to be executed,
I wouldn't be bothering you.
Yeah, I-I can get that, yes. Right away.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Holder, where are you?
I, um-- I need the Seward file.
I need the photos. It's important.
I'm-- I'm here at the prison, so call me, okay?
I can't leave, or else they won't let me visit Seward again.
I need the file right away.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Slurping ]
[ Sighs ]
Becker: Meat Lover's breakfast burrito.
Damn, that smells good.
You want a bite?
You know they got a cemetery right outside these gates?
346 inmates buried there from the 1800s.
No names, no one ever claimed them.
Wonder what that must be like,
spending eternity as a nobody.
[ Scoffs softly ]
Who's claiming you, Seward?
[ Buzzer, cell door opens ]
Hey.
You okay?
I'm a vital part of the team.
Nobody can perform my duties but me.
You do understand the concept of duty...
responsibility?
Yeah. I understand.
Yeah.
You're on death watch till 6:00 PM, showtime.
Sit outside his cell,
make sure your buddy in there doesn't cheat the hangman.
Open the gates.
[ Buzzer, cell door opens ]
What about a receipt?
Even if the jewelry shop closed down,
the records could be with the previous owner.
Yeah, I-I know it's a long shot,
but I'm sure the Attorney General's Office
has the manpower to find it.
Yes, I understand that's not your job.
I'll have something soon.
[ Door opens ]
Becker: Come on, let's go.
Not you, her.
- What did they say? - The Attorney General
needs corroborating evidence about the ring
before he's willing to move forward and consider a stay.
- I told you it's hers. - That's not enough.
And that jewelry shop's gone out of business.
I have some photos that might have your wife's ring in them.
[ Sighs ]
Photos of the crime scene?
No, from the apartment. I'm waiting for them to get here.
Is that what happens to your things after you're killed--
they're put in some basement at the police station?
Unless someone claims them, yes, and then they're destroyed.
[ Sighs ]
Did you notice the larch trees when you drove in?
Do you have a friend coming today to be here with you?
I asked your partner, but he declined the invite.
There's two of them...
on the east side of the building.
Is that where your cell looks out-- on the east side?
Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
- Is he here? - Mm-hmm.
What does he look like?
He's tall for his age.
He's a good-looking boy.
He likes drawing
and, uh, I think sports.
There's-- there's a mitt in his room, a catcher's mask.
Does your son play baseball?
He did when he was Adrian's age.
Your son doesn't live with you?
No.
Sometimes it's better that way.
[ Sighs ]
[ Chuckles ]
I keep hearing things--
not voices, nothing crazy like that,
but the fluorescents-- do you hear them, the buzzing?
There was a lady in the hall earlier, complaining.
That's Adrian's foster mom. She's here, too.
We met.
Everyone comes to ask you for things when they know you're gonna die.
What did she want?
Same thing you do-- for me to see Adrian.
[ Sighs ]
You both seem to think it'll do him some good.
It's the adrenaline--
when you hear everything, you smell everything,
you see it all, but it's like you're in a tunnel.
Everything's moving slowly but happening so quickly, too.
[ Cell door opens ]
Becker: Get up. Hands behind your back.
What?
- Get up! - No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- No. No. - W-where are you taking him?!
- I'm not done. - Let's go! Let's go!
Hey! Hey!
- Shut up! Let's go! - Hey! I'm a cop!
- Move! - Hey! - I can sit here and talk all day if I want!
Hey!
I've been sitting in here for almost an hour,
and nobody's telling me anything.
Like I said, we got state-mandated guidelines.
I'm a cop. You know that, right?
Yeah, you made that clear.
You're also the one who put him in here,
which you've failed to mention as much.
He's got a right to have visitors for another five hours.
You can't just keep him back there.
Oh, we're talking about his rights now? You kidding me?
DOC policy 43-603.
I'll call your captain myself if you've got a problem
following that state-mandated guideline.
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Sighs ]
- They weighed me again. - What?
They must have got it wrong before.
- Jesus. - What do you mean, they weighed you?
You know, if my neck doesn't break,
I'll be conscious, I'll be awake.
It takes six minutes to die--
six minutes I'll just be hanging there, suffocating.
It's not gonna come to that.
The Attorney General's gonna call any minute now.
They keep feeding me today.
Hot dogs for lunch, side of fries, crumb cake.
That sounds good.
It sucked!
[ Sighs ]
[ Groans ]
Did you eat?
The vending machine's got a surprising variety of choices.
You know, the cook here-- the chef--
you know, he takes special care preparing the last meal.
He really puts in his best effort.
I hear it's like a culinary tour de force...
That's good.
...'cause he knows that most condemned men
are too nervous to eat, so it'll go back to him.
Is there anything else
that you can tell me about that ring?
[ Sighs ]
We're running out of time.
I told you everything.
You know, if you go,
they'll just send me back to my cell.
Okay.
[ Sighs ]
It's a measure of a person's life, I think,
those who come see you in the end.
Your son's here.
[ Sighs ]
It's in the blood, this place.
He shouldn't be.
He's not a little boy any more. He knows what this place is.
You don't have to be afraid that he'll--
he'll become like you.
Is it me you're trying to save, or yourself?
The son you gave away-- what's his name?
Hmm?
Whatever it is, I hope he likes hot dogs.
You know, my daddy was here, and his daddy before him.
Maximum security's like a family tradition.
Is that your excuse? You're breaking my heart, Ray.
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
I'm not here for you.
That's good, 'cause I'm a piece of trash.
If that's what you want to call it.
A monster.
No, I've seen monsters before. You're not one of them.
That's not what you said at my trial.
You didn't kill your wife.
I beat her...
Sometimes in front of Adrian.
I took out a 20-year-old's eye.
I crushed a man's jaw with a metal pipe
so that he'll eat through a straw for the rest of his life.
Really?
I don't have any illusions about you, the men in here.
So why are you here?
Because I made a mistake.
My hand-- just give me a minute.
When are you gonna see him?
[ Cellphone buzzes ]
Oh, man.
I'll be back. I promise.
What's that?
[ Door opens ]
Hey. Where have you been?
Out.
- Have you been drinking since yesterday? - Yeah.
You know this is a long shot, right--
I mean, scratch on a ring?
You really think the state's gonna give you a stay for that?
I mean, they don't even do that with DNA.
[ Sighs ]
Gonna talk to him?
You do it. You're good with kids.
How's Seward?
He's fine, considering.
I have to go back in.
Yeah. I'm here, you know, whatever you need--
smokes or whatnot.
I got the party pack.
[ Lighter strikes ]
Want a smoke?
You don't smoke?
Hey, you messing up your kicks,
your ma is gonna get ornery.
She can't tell me what to do.
Oh, you the big man?
You buy for your own stuff with your five-finger salary?
You're acting drunk.
Ain't acting drunk, I am drunk.
About to go get re-upped.
Got to keep that buzz going, serial chiller that I am.
It's a good match.
The Ding Dong birthday cakes were my idea.
He hated chocolate.
I didn't know that. He looks miserable.
I fed my son Twinkies for breakfast a few times.
[ Chuckles ]
This is good. Looks like a match to the ring.
Okay.
So what's next?
I send the photo to the AG,
and we see what he says.
Adrian's still waiting to see you, Ray.
And I bet he's not gonna leave
as long as there's still a chance.
You know, I wasn't even there when he was born.
I told Trish to get an abortion.
I kind of hated him, actually.
I bet you can relate.
I know what you're doing.
I'll be back.
Yeah, well, I got to take a leak anyway.
Yeah, you do that.
Yes, I'll hold for the Attorney General.
Sir? Yes, this is Detective Linden.
I appreciate you considering a stay, sir. Thank you.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Adrian: He went to get beer.
Yeah?
I saw your dad.
He was-- he was real curious about you.
He asked a-a lot of questions about you.
He did.
Can I still see him, even if I lied?
That's not why you're waiting here,
because of what you told me, okay?
And I'm not mad at you.
I knew you were just trying to help your dad.
I didn't want him to get in trouble again.
Why would you get your dad in trouble?
Because he was there that night.
He was the one I saw.
[ Can pops ]
[ Cell door closes ]
Seward: What did they say?
The Attorney General is considering the new evidence.
It's a long shot,
but he's considering a potential stay.
Ah. [ Chuckles ]
They were gonna serve my last meal in an hour.
Salisbury steak and vanilla ice cream.
Send it back!
I know that you were there that night.
That's why Adrian's never been able
to talk about it, remember it-- because he saw you.
- What are you talking about? - Please don't lie to me.
You were there, you son of a bitch.
You played me.
I was there, I wasn't there.
You know, it doesn't matter what I say
because you've already made up your mind,
just like the others.
Guilty until proven innocent--
let me tell you, that's the way it's always been with me.
You lied to me!
You want me to say I killed her?
Okay. I killed her.
You're not telling me everything about that night.
Why were you there?
You tell me the truth.
You tell me the truth right this minute, or I'm walking out,
and any chance you've got is walking out--
He was in that closet because I was never there,
his mother leaving him staring
up at those stupid plastic stars night after night.
Why were you in the apartment?!
My excuse, too, so I could leave, too.
Seward, answer me!
You think saving me is some kind of noble act?
I didn't care when I left every night.
I didn't give a damn when he screamed at me
not to walk out on him
that night, every night!
- That's who you're saving! - Why were you in the apartment?!
[ Groans ]
Guard!
[ Sighs ]
Yo.
Hey, where you going?
[ Voice breaking ] He played me.
He lied. He's been lying all along.
Whoa, whoa, hold up. What are you talking about?
I shouldn't have come here. It was a mistake.
He was there in the apartment.
He killed his wife, end of story.
What about the ring?
You said it yourself. It could be anybody's.
It doesn't mean anything.
What, so you're just leaving?
You can't. They won't let you see him again.
- Give me them back. - No.
- Give them to me, Holder! - No.
After all this, you just walk away?
There's lots of reasons why he could've been there.
- He lived there. - Then why did he lie about it?
I don't know. Go in there and ask him!
What about Adrian?
I'm done! I'm done! Give me the keys!
This is like a pattern with you, you know that?
You always leaving, running.
- You never stay... - You're drunk.
...'cause if you did, then you'd want it.
You'd need it.
And then you could get hurt...
and left...
or not left.
What the hell happened to you, Linden?
Why you always taking off?
Why don't you just shut up
and take your own damned advice?
Yeah, maybe I should.
We never stay, and in the end, we lose everyone.
I'm not gonna try and kiss you again, Linden.
Keep dreaming.
You hear me? I'm not gonna kiss you again, Linden.
Unh-unh. You missed your chance, Linden.
[ Chuckles ]
Come on. [ Cellphone rings ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Detective Linden.
Yes, sir, I'm still here at the prison.
I understand, sir.
I appreciate you taking the time
to consider a stay at all.
I'll let him know.
[ Cell door closes ]
Are you still here?
Yeah, for Adrian, not for you.
Mm, that's nice...
Because they're gonna kill me
in 1 hour, 56 minutes... and 9 seconds.
I'm sorry.
[ Chuckles ]
It was a nice try, though.
Why were you in the apartment that night?
Why can't you just tell me?
Maybe you saw something.
Maybe you saw something that will save your life.
Help me.
If you didn't kill her, what are you hiding?
Why can't you just tell me?
You know how a kid looks at you
before he's been messed up, hit every day,
and pushed down, and called a shit?
You know-- you know that look?
When they still think the world is big,
and that their life could be big, too?
I do...
because I was like that once,
and I wanted that for my son.
You went back to get Adrian.
I just walked away from all that.
I ran, and then, uh-- then I came back for my boy.
See-- see, he needed me.
God, I could've gone away, but I came back.
I was-- I was gonna bring him with me.
[ Voice breaking ] Things can change.
But, uh...
And I went back there, and she was lying on the floor.
God.
And I knew that... nothing does.
Ray.
Adrian's right outside. He's waiting for you.
Okay.
Don't leave...
without letting him see you, know you.
He will carry that with him
every time he looks in the mirror,
the broken parts of you,
because you never let him see the best part.
I know what it's like to never have that.
He's waiting for you. Please.
[ Sighing ]
I got to clean my sneakers.
Adrian, I don't think we have time for that right now.
Your dad's waiting.
[ Sighs ]
[ Door closes ]
Holder: Take them dogs off. We'll wipe them down.
My hair looks dumb.
It looks fine. He don't care.
You need gel or something.
It's not gonna stand like that.
You're looking like Dennis the Menace.
Yeah.
That's it.
That's what I'm talking about, little man.
Huh?
He's-- he's not gonna be looking at your shirt, Ray.
You look great.
Yeah? You don't look so bad yourself.
You know, I built him a treehouse
when I got out of the State Pen.
He'd just turned 6.
[ Scoffs ]
There are no trees in the city.
We had to go to the park so he could run around.
Kids should be able to run around.
Yeah, they should.
[ Chuckles ] He-- he loved that dumb treehouse.
You know, those trees, they lost their leaves so fast.
Like, everything goes so fast.
Do you think it'll hurt?
No.
And there's still a chance.
The Governor can always grant a reprieve.
I know that you did everything you could for me.
Thank you.
What should I say to him?
I don't know.
Uh, everything.
[ Cell door opens ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Laughs ]
[ Cell door closes ]
[ Door opens ]
Get up, inmate, let's go.
Wait, I got a visitation with my son.
Visiting hours are over. Sorry.
What? No.
Becker: State guidelines mandate
that all visitations terminate
an hour before execution at 1700 hours.
No, we've been waiting for half an hour.
It is not his fault it's taken so long!
- State guidelines mandate that... - I got a right to see him.
- I want to talk to your superior! - Get off of me!
- This is unbelievable! - I'll get you his number.
Please, please don't fight them, Ray.
Becker: - Get him to his cell now. - I'll kill you! I'll kill all of you!
Ray, don't! Don't-- don't fight them!
- Just go with them! - I'll kill you!
Please, his son is just right outside the door.
Please don't do this! Please don't do this!
He can hear you. Adrian-- Adrian can hear you.
- I'll kill you! - Please don't do this.
- His son is right outside. - I'll kill all of you!
- Please don't do this. - I'll kill you! I'll kill you!
- Ray, listen to me. He can hear you. - I-I'll kill you!
He can hear you. Adrian can hear you.
You never should've brought him here.
Think about the trees outside your window.
They're there. They're there. They're always there.
All you have to do is look.
Just look outside your window, Ray.
Look outside your window. You'll see them.
Look outside your window, Ray. You'll see them.
Get your hands off me!
I will talk to the District Attorney myself.
- Linden. - It's wrong, and you know it.
You can't keep him from-- from seeing his own child!
Hey, keep it down, Linden.
I don't care what the regulations are!
He's been waiting to see him all day! You can't do this!
What are you-- what are you doing?
It's over.
What?
It's over.
He...
[ Sobbing ]
Let's go, Seward.
Move. Come on.
[ Buzzer, cell door opens ]
Come on.
[ Groans ]
Becker: Move it!
Come on. One foot in front of the other.
Just keep walking. Come on, one step at time.
You can do it. Come on, walk with me.
Damn it. Seward.
Get on your feet and quit crying like a little bitch!
I will put you on that board!
Is that what you want?!
Get up and be a man!
Walk! Walk!
[ Grunts ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Hold him here. Hold him.
[ Chains rattle ]
[ Breathing shakily ]
Warden: Let me remind you that photography is not permitted
and you are required to keep silent during the procedure.
There will be no entering or exiting
until it is completed.
Upon a pronouncement of death,
you'll be escorted back to the waiting area
to collect your belongings.
Ray Seward,
be it known you have been found guilty
by a jury of your peers
for the crime of murder in the first degree
of Trisha Ann Seward.
I am hereby authorized to cause the sentence of death
to be executed upon you at this time.
Would you like to make a final statement
at this time, Mr. Seward?
Mr. Seward, do you have a final statement?
Salisbury steak's not steak.
It's ground beef.
Now, let's get this show on the road, Warden.
We will now proceed.
Proceed, CO.
[ Sobbing ]
[ Choking ]
No.
[ Gasps ]
[ Choking stops ]
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