I BROUGHT MY SON'S BODY BACK.
MY SON WEIGHED 177 POUNDS.
THEY FOUND 118 POUNDS OF HIM
BECAUSE THE ALLIGATOR ATE THE REST OF HIM.
YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE MY HEART, JEFF.
YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE MY HEART.
IT'S A MURDER OFFICIALS CALL THE MOST GRISLY.
IN JACKSON COUNTY HISTORY.
POLICE SAY THE TWO KILLED JEFFERY WOLFE OF TEXAS
IN THIS HOUSE TWO WEEKS AGO.
IT'S A VERY WEIRD THING.
TO HOLD A MAN'S HEAD UP,
YOU KNOW, IN YOUR HANDS.
THAT'S SOMETHING I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD DO.
YOU'RE ACTUALLY SITTING THERE, AND YOU HAVE YOUR...
BY THE HAIR, AND YOU'RE LOOKING DEAD IN SOMEONE ELSE'S EYES.
I DON'T KNOW IF THERE'S WORDS TO EVEN EXPLAIN THAT.
THIS BOX WAS COMPLETE DARKNESS,
AND I WAS LOCKED IN THERE.
I WAS BASICALLY TOLD HOW WELL I PERFORMED SEXUALLY
DETERMINED IF I LIVED OR IF I DIED.
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OH, THIS IS HARD.
I HAVEN'T EVEN LOOKED AT HIM
SINCE THAT DAY.
I DIDN'T HAVE ANY PICTURES.
THANK YOU.
A LOT OF PEOPLE TELL ME NOT TO TALK ABOUT IT,
BUT I HAVE AN OLDER BROTHER WHO TELLS ME TO TALK ABOUT IT
AND GET IT OUT,
AND IT DON'T BUILD UP SO HIGH IN YOUR HEART.
YOU OPEN MY WALLET UP, AND THE FIRST PICTURE
YOU SEE IS JEFFREY.
THAT'S MY SON. THAT'S JEFFREY.
I JUST...
I LIKE LOOKING AT HIM EVERY TIME I OPEN MY WALLET UP.
HE WAS JUST A GOOD KID.
HE LOVED DOGS, HE LOVED FOOTBALL,
HE LOVED MOTORCYCLES.
HE WAS AN ALL-AMERICAN GUY, YOU KNOW?
HE REALLY WAS.
HE LOVED PRETTY WOMEN.
LAST ONE I MET, I WAS SITTING AT THE HOUSE, AND THEY DROVE UP,
AND HE INTRODUCED HER.
"DAD, THIS IS MY NEW GIRLFRIEND, BROOK."
SHE WAS A BEAUTIFUL YOUNG GIRL.
SHE REALLY WAS.
I TOLD HER I WAS GLAD TO MEET HER.
HE SAID THAT, THE NEXT DAY, THAT THEY WAS GOING, YOU KNOW,
GO ON VACATION TO MISSISSIPPI.
THE NEXT MORNING, HE GOT UP,
SAID HE WAS GOING TO GO PICK UP BROOK,
AND HE HUGGED AND KISSED ME BYE,
AND, UH...
THAT'S THE LAST TIME I HEARD FROM HIM.
IT WAS ABOUT 7:30 AT NIGHT
WHEN TWO COP CARS SHOWED UP,
SHERIFF DEPARTMENT'S,
AND AS THEY WAS WALKING IN,
ONE OF THEM HANDED ME A PIECE OF PAPER
AND TOLD ME TO CALL THAT NUMBER.
AND WHEN I CALLED IT...
HELLO. MY NAME IS PASKIEL WOLFE.
IT WAS MORTICIAN'S OFFICE.
AND I TOLD HIM WHO I WAS, AND HE SAID THAT HE HAD...
THERE HAD BEEN AN ACCIDENT DOWN THERE,
AND THEY HAD FOUND MY SON'S WALLET,
AND COULD I DESCRIBE MY SON?
AND I WENT, "YEAH, SURE. HE'S ABOUT 5 FOOT 10,
5 FOOT 11.
HE'S ABOUT 177 POUNDS.
HE'S GOT HAZEL EYES."
I SAID, "HE'S GOT A TATTOO ON EACH SIDE OF HIS CHEST."
AND HE SAID, "I HATE TO INFORM YOU,
BUT YOUR SON HAS BEEN KILLED."
HE DIDN'T SAY KILLED.
HE SAID, "YOUR SON HAS BEEN MURDERED."
I DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT JEFF WHEN I MET HIM,
NOTHING, UM,
JUST, "HEY, YOU'RE CUTE. LET'S GO."
HE WAS REAL CHARMING,
REAL CHARMING, AND SWEET, AND CUTE.
HE HAD THE TATTOOS AND THE LONG HAIR,
AND, YOU KNOW, UM,
HE WAS EXCITING.
IT WAS ONLY A COUPLE WEEKS BEFORE WE HAD LEFT
FOR MISSISSIPPI.
IT WAS A BUSINESS TRIP THAT WE WENT ON.
WE WERE GOING TO MAKE A FUN TIME OUT OF IT,
BUT WE WERE GOING TO COLLECT MONEY.
AT THAT POINT IN MY LIFE, AT 18, I HAD NO FEAR.
I WAS FEARLESS, AND I WOULD DO ANYTHING.
I COULD TELL SOMETHING WASN'T RIGHT WHEN WE GOT THERE.
IT WAS DARK.
THERE WASN'T A PORCH LIGHT ON,
AND I THOUGHT THAT WAS STRANGE AT FIRST BECAUSE,
IN THE COUNTRY, EVERYBODY HAS THEIR PORCH LIGHT ON,
ESPECIALLY AT NIGHT.
OKAY?
AND THAT MAN, GARY SIMMONS,
HE WAS SITTING ON THE STEPS.
AND HE LOOKED KIND OF CREEPY TO ME.
LIKE, HE CREEPED ME OUT.
BUT JEFF HAD TOLD ME THAT THESE WERE HIS FRIENDS,
SO I DIDN'T QUESTION IT.
YEAH...
I WISH I WOULD HAVE ASKED QUESTIONS THAT DAY.
WHEN WE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN,
I WAS SITTING AT THE END OF THE TABLE, ROLLING A JOINT.
THEY WERE TALKING JUST LIKE FRIENDS.
THEY WEREN'T YELLING OR SCREAMING.
THERE WAS NO THREATS.
I MEAN, I THOUGHT THAT THEY WERE JUST GOING TO HAVE A DISCUSSION
AND, YOU KNOW, WHATEVER, AND IT WOULD BE DONE.
THAT'S WHEN...
I HEARD THE GUNSHOTS.
I WAS GETTING READY TO COME TO WORK,
AND USUALLY I TURN MY POLICE RADIO ON WHEN I GET UP,
AND I HEARD THE CHATTER ON THE RADIO.
THERE WAS A FEMALE SAYING THAT HER BOYFRIEND HAD BEEN SHOT,
SO I JUST WENT STRAIGHT TO THE SCENE.
WHEN I GET THERE, I SEE A FEMALE WHO'S HYSTERICAL.
IT WAS KIND OF REALLY HARD TO UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE WAS SAYING
BECAUSE SHE WAS SO HYSTERICAL.
THEY SHOT HIM.
I WAS TRYING TO JUST GET HER TO CALM DOWN ENOUGH
TO TELL ME WHO HAD BEEN SHOT.
SHE KEPT REPEATING THE SAME THING OVER,
"THEY SHOT HIM. THEY SHOT HIM. THEY SHOT HIM."
AS I GO TO ENTER, THERE WAS NOBODY IN THE HOUSE.
I NOTICE THAT IT'S CLEAN, IMMACULATE.
YOU COULD EAT OFF THE FLOORS.
THERE'S NO SIGNS OF BLOOD,
BUT WE WERE EXPECTING TO FIND A BODY,
SO WE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT WE HAD AT THAT TIME.
IT WENT THROUGH MY MIND THAT MAYBE THAT SHE WAS JUST DRUNK
OR HIGH OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT,
BUT SHE WAS SO INTENSE.
I MEAN, YOU KNEW THAT SOMETHING HAD HAPPENED.
I WAS LOOKING DOWN WHEN THE GUNSHOTS WENT OFF,
AND WHEN I LOOKED UP, JEFF FELL.
HE TOOK ME IN THE OTHER ROOM,
TIED ME UP AND THREW ME IN THE BOX.
NO! NO!
IT'S A METAL BOX, AND THERE WAS A LOCK ON IT,
AND I WAS LOCKED IN THERE.
LET ME OUT!
THIS SEQUENCES OF EVENTS IS BLURRY TO ME
BECAUSE I DO HAVE PTSD, SO BEAR WITH ME.
AH...
JEFF IS DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF ME, JUST LIKE YOU ARE RIGHT NOW,
BUT THERE'S A TABLE IN BETWEEN US.
I WAS LOOKING DOWN WHEN THE GUNSHOTS WENT OFF.
AND WHEN I LOOKED UP,
JEFF FELL,
AND TIMOTHY MILANO WAS STANDING BEHIND HIM WITH THE GUN.
WE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THAT TIMOTHY MILANO WAS THERE.
IT WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE GARY.
JEFF IS ON THE FLOOR IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD
AND HIS BLOOD ALL OVER THE BLINDS.
IT WAS BAD.
GARY CAME AROUND THE BAR, AND HE GRABBED ME.
AND HE BASICALLY, LIKE, JUST BEAR-HUGGED ME, PICKED ME UP,
AND I'M THINKING, "OH... I'M FIXING TO DIE."
NO! NO! LET ME GO!
HELP! HELP! NO!
I THOUGHT THEY WERE GOING TO KILL ME.
PLEASE STOP! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!
PLEASE! PLEASE!
GARY TOOK ME IN THE OTHER ROOM,
TIED ME UP AND THREW ME IN THE BOX.
NO! NO!
IT WAS A METAL BOX.
IT WAS LIKE, I WOULD SAY, THE ARMY SURPLUS BOXES.
AND I WAS LOCKED IN THERE.
PLEASE!
ANYBODY?
THIS BOX WAS COMPLETE DARKNESS.
PLEASE HELP ME!
I PRAYED A LOT IN THAT BOX
BECAUSE I DIDN'T THINK I WAS COMING HOME.
GOD, PLEASE.
I JUST KEPT PRAYING TO GOD.
I JUST KEPT TELLING HIM, YOU KNOW, "HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE."
YOU KNOW, I DIDN'T WANT TO DIE IN A...
NO. NO. NO. NO. NO.
GARY WOULD COME IN AND, YOU KNOW,
TAKE ME OUT.
BE A GOOD GIRL NOW.
AND, UH...
I WAS BASICALLY TOLD
HOW WELL I PERFORMED SEXUALLY
DETERMINED IF I LIVED OR IF I DIED BASICALLY.
THEN HE RAPED ME
AND PUT ME BACK IN THE BOX.
I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HOW LONG I WAS IN THERE,
AND I WAS AFRAID...
BECAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THEY WERE
GOING TO CONTINUE TO DO TO ME.
AS WE WORKED AROUND THE HOUSE,
THERE WAS A BOAT.
I NOTICED BLOOD ON A MACHETE,
AND THERE WAS ALSO AN AX THAT HAD SOME BLOOD ON IT.
THERE APPEARED TO BE BLOOD IN THE BOAT.
WHEN I HAD SEEN THE BLOOD IN THE BOAT,
I KNEW WE HAD A MURDER.
WE WENT INTO THE BAYOU LOOKING FOR JEFFREY WOLFE'S BODY.
WE DID NOT GO FAR, WE DID NOT GO 50 FEET
BEFORE WE STARTED SEEING...
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY THAT.
UM...
REMAINS.
THE REMAINS WERE CUT IN VERY SMALL PIECES.
I THINK THE BIGGEST PIECE, YOU KNOW, WAS A STRIP.
IT WAS PROBABLY 3 INCHES BY 5 INCHES.
TO ME, THEY JUST LOOKED LIKE PIECES OF MEAT.
GARY SIMMONS WAS A BUTCHER AT A LOCAL STORE,
AND I THINK HE CUT HIM UP IN SMALLER PIECES
HOPING THAT THE ALLIGATORS WOULD EAT HIM, THE FISH WOULD EAT HIM,
AND THE BONES WOULD SINK... BECAUSE BONES SINK,
MEAT FLOATS.
WE PICKED UP A LOT OF REMAINS.
YOU COULD SEE GARBAGE BAGS...
AND INSIDE THOSE GARBAGE BAGS ARE JEFFREY WOLFE.
WE FOUND HIS HEAD.
REACHED DOWN AND GRABBED IT,
PICKED IT UP OUT OF THE WATER.
YEAH.
IT'S A VERY WEIRD THING,
JUST STARED INTO THE EYES OF ANOTHER HUMAN BEING
WHILE YOU'RE HOLDING THEM BY THE HAIR OF THE HEAD,
AND THERE'S NOTHING UNDERNEATH.
THERE IS SOMETHING THAT YOU JUST NEVER...
I DON'T KNOW IF THERE'S WORDS TO EVEN EXPLAIN THAT.
I HAD TO STOP.
I WAS IN THE BEDROOM PACKING MY SUITCASE,
AND MY LITTLE BROTHER SHOWED UP.
HE PUT HIS ARM AROUND ME AND HE SAID,
"THEY AIN'T GOING TO LET YOU SEE JEFFREY."
I SAID, "AIN'T NOBODY GOING TO STOP ME
FROM SEEING MY SON.
NOBODY."
AND HE SAID, "BUBBA, THEY CUT JEFFREY
UP IN 88 SOMETHING PIECES.
THEY'RE LOOKING FOR HIS BODY PARTS NOW, AT NIGHT."
SO I JUST FELL ON OVER INTO THE BED, AND I CRIED,
AND I CRIED, AND I CRIED.
MY SON WEIGHED 177 POUNDS.
THEY FOUND 118 POUNDS OF HIM
BECAUSE THE ALLIGATOR ATE THE REST OF HIM.
WHY THEY DID THAT TO MY BOY, I DON'T KNOW.
YOU KNOW...
HE JUST TURNED 21.
HE WAS A GREAT KID. HE REALLY WAS.
I NEVER THOUGHT I'D HAVE TO BURY HIM.
NEVER THOUGHT I'D HAVE TO DO SOMETHING THAT BAD.
I FELL ASLEEP IN THE BOX,
AND WHEN I WOKE UP, I HEARD THE PHONE RINGING.
DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE AT...
AND IT WENT TO VOICEMAIL,
AND I WAS THINKING IN MY MIND,
I WAS LIKE, UM,
"IF YOU'RE EVER GOING TO GET OUT OF HERE,
NOW IS THE TIME."
THEY HAD ME, LIKE, HOGTIED,
BUT I... I'M A COUNTRY GIRL,
AND YOU CAN'T GET ME WITH ON SOME KNOTS.
THEY TIED A... KNOT, OKAY,
BIG TIME,
AND I WAS SO SMALL
THAT I WAS ABLE TO,
LIKE, GET ON MY KNEES
AND HAVE MY SHOULDERS PUSH UP,
AND SO I KEPT TRYING TO PUSH THE LID OPEN.
AND THEN, FINALLY, IT JUST GAVE.
AND I LOOK AROUND... NOBODY'S THERE...
AND EVERYTHING WAS CLEAN.
EVERYTHING WAS CLEAN. THERE'S NO BODY.
THERE'S NOTHING,
AND NOBODY IS THERE.
SO I HIT THAT DOOR, AND I TOOK OFF DOWN THAT ROAD,
AND I RAN TO THAT LADY'S HOUSE THAT WAS...
SHE WAS ACROSS THE STREET AND TO THE LEFT.
AND I RAN.
I RAN SO FAST.
AND ABOUT THAT TIME,
I LOOKED UP,
AND GARY SIMMONS PULLED BACK UP AT THE HOUSE.
I WAS SO SCARED WHEN I SEEN GARY PULL UP.
I THOUGHT HE WAS GOING TO COME BACK AND GET ME,
BUT HE DIDN'T SEE ME.
I SEEN HIM. HE DIDN'T SEE ME.
HE GETS OUT OF THE CAR, AND THEN HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE.
I WAS SHAKING, VISIBLY SHAKING IN FEAR.
I REMEMBER MY TEETH CHATTERING LIKE...
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.
JUST A FEW MINUTES LATER, HE RUNS OUT.
HE REALIZED THAT I WAS GONE,
AND HE GOT IN THE CAR, AND HE SPED OFF.
AND THEN THE COPS STARTED SHOWING UP.
THEY DIDN'T KEEP ME THERE VERY LONG.
THEY TOOK ME TO THE POLICE DEPARTMENT.
AND THAT'S WHEN I FOUND OUT THAT THEY CUT HIS BODY UP.
I OVERHEARD THEM TALKING.
THEY WERE FINDING BODY PARTS
THAT LED TO THE BAYOU.
NO, KEEP GOING.
I'M OKAY.
UM...
I HAD TO IDENTIFY HIS BODY.
THEY JUST SHOWED ME THE PICTURE
BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T WANT TO DO THAT TO HIS PARENTS,
AND THAT CONSISTED OF
ME IDENTIFYING HIS HEAD
FLOATING IN A VAT OF WATER.
I'll NEVER GET THAT IMAGE OUT OF MY MIND.
WHEN I SEE JEFF NOW, THAT'S WHAT I SEE.
I HAVE SOME PICTURES.
WHERE DID YOU GET THESE?
PASKIEL GAVE THEM TO ME.
OH, MAN.
I CAN'T GET OVER HIS SMILE.
HE HAD THE PRETTIEST SMILE.
THIS IS HARD.
I HAVEN'T EVEN LOOKED AT HIM SINCE THAT DAY.
I DIDN'T HAVE ANY PICTURES.
DO YOU WANT TO KEEP THOSE PICTURES?
YEAH.
THANK YOU.
OKAY.
HE HAD A DARK SIDE,
A REALLY DARK SIDE,
SO I WAS MORE WORRIED ABOUT CATCHING HIM.
WOULD HE DO THIS AGAIN?
WOULD HE DO IT TO SOMEONE ELSE?
HE CALLED AND WANTED TO TURN HIMSELF IN TO A DEPUTY SHERIFF,
AND WE ACTUALLY WENT TOGETHER AND PICKED HIM UP.
I ADVISED HIM OF HIS RIGHTS.
HE DID NOT SAY ANYTHING AT THAT TIME,
BUT THERE WAS A TAPE THAT GARY SIMMONS HAD MADE.
I GUESS IT'S A REAL MESS, ISN'T IT?
IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO GO LIKE THAT.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU.
TO MY WAY OF THINKING, I DIDN'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE.
I MEAN, I'D ALREADY TAKEN HIS MONEY.
JEFFREY BROUGHT HIM TO THE HOUSE ONE DAY AND SAID,
"DAD, THIS IS A FRIEND OF MINE.
COULD HE STAY HERE FOR A WHILE?"
AND I SAID, "YES."
HERE YOU GO.
I WAS SICK IN MY STOMACH.
THANK YOU.
I THOUGHT I'D DONE THE BOY A FAVOR BY LETTING HIM LIVE
IN MY HOUSE FOR THREE OR FOUR WEEKS.
I WASHED HIS CLOTHES. I FED HIM.
I PUT A ROOF OVER HIS HEAD,
AND I TOOK HIM TO THE STORE A COUPLE OF TIMES.
AND HE REPAYS ME BACK BY SHOOTING MY SON
SEVEN TIMES IN THE BACK, TWICE IN HIS CHEST.
I DRANK A LOT.
I DRANK ANYTHING I COULD GET MY HANDS ON.
I WOULDN'T TALK TO NOBODY.
I'D GO GET IN MY TRUCK
AND GO DOWN TO MY BOY'S GRAVE SITE,
SIT THERE AND DRINK BEER AND TALK TO HIM.
I STAYED DRUNK QUITE A WHILE.
I SAID GOODBYE TO ALL MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS
BECAUSE MY POINT WAS TO TRY TO GET DOWN THERE
AND GET AS CLOSE TO HIM AS I COULD AND KILL HIM.
I PLANNED IT ALL OUT,
AND I WAS GOING TO GET MY PISTOL,
MY HOLLOW-POINT BULLETS,
AND SHOOT BOTH OF THEM
TILL I RAN OUT OF BULLETS, OR TILL I GOT SHOT.
I DIDN'T CARE WHAT HAPPENED TO ME.
THEY TOOK SOMETHING AWAY FROM ME NO ONE CAN REPLACE, NO ONE.
I WENT DOWN THERE WITH SO MUCH HATE
AND SO MUCH HURT
IN MY HEART...
THAT WHEN I WALKED INTO THAT COURTROOM,
I SAID, "HERE'S MY CHANCE,"
AND NOBODY WAS GOING TO STOP ME, NOBODY.
MY POINT WAS TO TRY TO GET DOWN THERE.
AND GET AS CLOSE TO THEM AS I COULD
AND KILL 'EM.
THAT'S HOW COLD-HEARTED I WAS THEN.
THERE WASN'T NO METAL DETECTORS ON THE WALLS.
THERE WASN'T NOBODY WANDING YOU.
AND I SAID, "HERE'S MY CHANCE."
YOU KNOW?
I WAS DETERMINED TO DO WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO,
AND NOBODY WAS GOING TO STOP ME.
NOBODY.
THEY ONLY BROUGHT ONE GUY IN,
AND THE D.A. TOLD ME, HE SAID,
"THAT'S ONE SITTING IN FRONT OF YOU RIGHT THERE."
I SAID, "WHERE'S THE OTHER ONE AT, THE ONE THAT I KNOW, TIMMY?"
HE SAID, "WE'RE NOT BRINGING HIM IN HERE.
WE'RE TRYING HIM SEPARATE."
WHAT GOOD IT WOULD HAVE DONE ME TO KILL ONE
AND NOT WHAT KILLED ANOTHER ONE, YOU KNOW?
IF I COULD HAVE GOT TO BOTH OF THEM,
I WOULD'VE KILLED BOTH OF THEM. YES, MA'AM.
I DON'T MIND TELLING NOBODY
BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BURY YOUR KIDS.
I WAS THE ONLY LIVING WITNESS,
AND WHEN YOU'RE THE ONLY WITNESS TO SOMETHING,
IF SOMETHING WERE TO HAPPEN TO ME,
THEY WOULD HAVE PROBABLY GOT AWAY WITH THAT.
THAT'S WHY THEY TRIED TO HAVE ME KILLED FROM PRISON.
RAISE YOUR RIGHT HAND.
DO YOU SWEAR TO TELL THE TRUTH,
THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH?
I DO.
I HAD ARMED GUARDS,
AND IT WAS SCARY
BECAUSE HE'S SITTING RIGHT THERE STARING AT YOU.
HE JUST LOOKED LIKE PURE EVIL SITTING RIGHT THERE,
AND I ALREADY KNEW WHAT HE WAS CAPABLE OF.
I NEVER THINK ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES OF WHAT I DO
UNTIL AFTER IT'S DONE,
BUT THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CROSS THE LINE.
YOU PAY FOR IT.
I GUESS IT'S TIME.
I WAS SO SCARED.
MY WHOLE BODY WAS SHAKING.
MY HANDS WERE LIKE THIS.
AND I'M TALKING NOT A LITTLE BIT,
AND I WOULD TRY TO SIT ON MY HANDS,
AND THEN THE LEGS WOULD GO.
AND IT WAS... I COULDN'T MAKE IT STOP.
I WAS SCARED.
BUT JEFF'S PARENTS WERE THERE.
THEY WERE RIGHT THERE.
AND I KNEW IF THEY COULD SIT THERE AND TAKE IT,
I COULD SIT THERE, AND I COULD MAKE SURE
THAT JEFF DIDN'T DIE IN VAIN.
HE WASN'T GOING TO DIE,
AND JUST THESE PEOPLE WERE GOING TO GET AWAY WITH IT.
I WASN'T GOING TO ALLOW THAT,
AND I DIDN'T CARE HOW HARD IT WAS.
IT WAS DARK. I COULDN'T BREATHE.
I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I DID IT.
I JUST DID IT
BECAUSE IT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO.
I'M VERY PROUD THAT BROOK DID WELL.
YOU NEVER KNOW HOW ANYBODY IS GOING TO BE ON THE STAND.
GOT TO BE HARD TO GET UP AND TESTIFY TO WHAT SHE SAW
AND HOW SHE WANTS HIM TO BURN
FOR WHAT THEY DID TO HER AND TO JEFFREY.
I NEVER FELT SAFE AFTER THAT.
EVER.
AND I ALWAYS THOUGHT IN THE BACK OF MY MIND,
SINCE GARY SIMMONS HAD PUT THE HIT OUT ON MY LIFE,
THAT HE WAS GOING TO DO IT AGAIN.
I CHANGED MY NAME. I CHANGED MY LAST NAME.
I CUT ALL MY HAIR OFF, AND I DYED IT DARK.
IT WAS BLONDE.
WHEN YOU'RE ALWAYS AFRAID
AND YOU'RE ALWAYS LOOKING BEHIND YOUR BACK,
YOU'RE NEVER AT PEACE.
I WANT YOU TO REMEMBER ONE THING AND ONE THING ONLY, GARY...
WHEN YOU GO TAKE YOUR LAST BREATH,
REMEMBER, WHEN YOU DIE,
I'M GOING TO DRINK A COLD BEER ON YOUR ASS.
THE MISSISSIPPI SUPREME COURT.
HAS SET AN EXECUTION DATE FOR DEATH ROW INMATE
GARY CARL SIMMONS.
SEVERAL YEARS AGO, THEY CALLED US AND TOLD US.
THEY HAD SET AN EXECUTION DATE FOR GARY,
AND DID WE WANT TO GO?
AND I SAID, "YES, I SURE DO."
I WANTED TO TALK TO GARY FACE-TO-FACE,
BUT THEY WOULDN'T LET ME.
THEY HAD BROUGHT HIM IN THERE, STRAPPED DOWN
AND HAD THE IV IN HIS HAND.
WELL, WE COULD SEE HIM, BUT HE COULDN'T SEE US,
AND ON THE OTHER SIDE, IT WAS HIS SIDE OF THE FAMILY.
IT TOOK ABOUT A MINUTE AND A HALF,
TWO MINUTES,
AND WHEN THEY PRONOUNCED HIM DEAD,
I HUGGED MY WIFE, I CRIED A LITTLE BIT,
I STOOD UP AND SAID, "HELL YEAH."
THIS WAS THE BIGGEST CASE OF MY LIFE,
AND IT WAS MY SECOND MURDER CASE.
THIS CASE GAVE ME A LOT MORE CONFIDENCE IN MYSELF.
I GO TO BED KNOWING THAT I DID WHAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO,
AND TIMOTHY IS IN JAIL FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE.
THEY'VE EXECUTED GARY.
FOR ME, IT WAS A CASE THAT I'll NEVER FORGET,
BY NO MEANS.
YEARS GO BY.
I THINK ABOUT IT, AND I STILL THINK, "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?"
I JUST DON'T SEE HOW YOU CAN DO THAT TO A HUMAN BEING, ANYBODY.
MY HEART GOES OUT TO ALL THE VICTIMS, ALL OF THEM, I MEAN...
ALTHOUGH JEFFREY WAS THE ONE THAT GOT KILLED,
BROOK WAS A VICTIM.
PASKIEL WAS A VICTIM.
EVERY NOW AND THEN, THEY GO THROUGH MY MIND.
YOU KNOW, I HOPE PASKIEL IS DOING WELL.
I KNEW THAT BROOK HAD BEEN STRUGGLING WITH DRUGS,
AND YOU HOPE THAT EVERYTHING CAME OUT OKAY FOR HER.
YOU WISH THE BEST FOR HER.
I HAD REAL BAD NIGHTMARES...
REAL BAD. I WOULD WAKE UP SCREAMING.
I COULDN'T SLEEP.
EVERY TIME I WOULD CLOSE MY EYES,
I WOULD SEE JEFF'S HEAD IN THAT WATER.
THEN I WAS DOING, LIKE, DRUGS AND STUFF,
SO I WAS JUST LOST.
I JUST WANTED TO PUT IT BEHIND ME.
I JUST WANTED TO BE NORMAL.
IT'S JUST PART OF MY LIFE NOW.
IT HAPPENED. I CAN'T CHANGE IT.
I CAN'T GO BACK AND UNDO IT.
YOU JUST LEARN HOW TO DEAL WITH IT THE BEST THAT YOU CAN.
SOME DAYS, I AM A SURVIVOR,
AND THEN, SOME DAYS, I'M STILL A VICTIM.
YOU JUST DON'T GET OVER SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
THIS CHANGES YOU.
IT... THIS RIPPED OUT PART OF MY SOUL,
AND I'll NEVER HAVE THAT GIRL BACK THAT I USED TO BE,
NEVER.
I DON'T TRUST PEOPLE ANYMORE.
AND I HAVE GUILT...
SURVIVOR'S GUILT.
YOU KNOW, I... SOMETIMES, I WISH IT WAS ME AND NOT HIM
BECAUSE THE HELL IS HERE.
HE IS IN HEAVEN, YOU KNOW.
HE'S AN ANGEL.
AND IT'S HARD HERE.
BUT I'M GOING TO BE OKAY.
I JUST HOPE THAT JEFF'S PARENTS ARE OKAY.
I STAYED HURT FOR A LONG TIME,
A LONG TIME.
BUT MY OLDEST BROTHER,
HE'S A DEACON IN THE CHURCH.
HE TOLD ME, HE SAID, "YOU CAN DRINK ALL YOU WANT,"
AND DRINK AND DRINK AND PASS OUT,
AND YOU'LL FORGET ABOUT IT WHILE YOU'RE PASSED OUT,
BUT WHEN YOU WAKE UP,
"YOU'RE IN THE SAME SPOT."
AND I GOT TO THINKING ABOUT IT,
AND FINALLY
I GAVE UP THE DRINKING.
MY WIFE, LYNDA, SHE STAYED WITH ME THROUGH THICK AND THIN,
AND I LOVE HER FOR THAT.
I STILL HURT,
AND, UH, I SIT, AND I CRY A LOT.
I REALLY MISS HIM.
A LOT OF TIMES, I CAN BE DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD,
AND I TAKE MY RIGHT HAND,
AND I'll PUSH IT OVER TO THE SIDE.
AND ASK MY SON TO GRAB MY HAND.
BUT...
HE DON'T GRAB IT NO MORE,
AND I KNOW HE'S NOT THERE.
HE'S PROBABLY UP THERE WITH GOD.
WHEN I GO TO HIS GRAVE SITE,
I TALK TO HIM DOWN THERE.
JEFF, THERE AIN'T A DAY GOES BY
DAD DON'T THINK ABOUT YOU, NOT A DAY.
I LOVE YOU, JEFF, AND I MISS YOU WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL, SON,
MY HEART AND SOUL.
I'D SAY I'D GIVE MY LIFE RIGHT NOW.
RIGHT NOW WITHOUT EVEN BLINKING MY EYES, I'D GIVE IT.
I'D GIVE MY LIFE FOR MY SON TO BE BACK.
BYE, PAL.