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Kill the freak! Remember the nun!
Kill the freak! Remember the nun!
Kill the freak! Remember the nun!
Kill the freak! Remember the nun!
Kill the freak! Kill the freak!
Kill the freak!
One last look.
Okay?
I want you all to look.
I want you all to remember.
This was a nun.
A few months shy of her 80th birthday.
A nun.
He did this... to a nun.
We all know the book of Matthew.
We all know what Jesus did.
He called his twelve disciples to him
and he gave them the authority
to cast out evil spirits.
Well, today,
each and every one of you
has that same authority.
And have no doubts in your minds.
Johnny frank Garrett is the essence of evil.
That boy is more animal than man.
But I'm not asking you to take that on faith.
You take that on the people that knew him.
From his teacher.
You take it from the facts.
Johnny frank Garrett's fingerprints
were found all over sister Benz's bedroom.
On the headboard, no less.
There's more fingerprints on the nightstand table,
right next to her stabbed, mutilated,
and violated body.
You take it from the fact
that he's got a history of violence.
You take it from the fact that he's got a history
of drug abuse.
Indeed, the night of the murder,
he'd ingested two tabs of LSD.
Two!
And then he was seen acting in an agitated
and very suspicious manner
mere feet from St. Francis convent.
But mostly,
ladies and gentlemen,
you take it from the boy's words.
You take it from his own words.
He's already confessed to the crime.
To his arresting officers.
He admitted it to fellow prisoners.
Hell, he even bragged about it.
I'm sorry.
You know...
They always say you're not supposed to
take the devil at his word.
And I believe that, I do.
In my heart of hearts, I believe that.
But we even caught him boasting.
We caught that boy boasting about it.
Let's take one last look
at sister Benz.
That's who you're looking at, sister Benz.
You convict that devil.
You convict that devil or I swear to god he will kill again.
"Avenge not yourself,
but rather give place unto wrath.
For it is written, 'justice is mine;
I shall repay, ' saith the lord."
District attorney Danny hill
has left no stone unturned
in his zealous pursuit for justice.
Well, there's dreams, and then there's visions.
This was a vision that came to me in a dream.
I urge all the citizens of Amarillo, Texas,
to follow the lord's teachings.
-He's investigating -47 individuals
who settled in Amarillo
under former president Jimmy Carter's
Cuban special placement program.
I will not rest
until the perpetrator of this heinous crime
is arrested, incarcerated,
and executed, so help me god.
And in this vision, you saw the killer's face?
Well, Kathy,
I saw his face,
I saw his address.
I even saw a name. Mr. Clyde.
Slow down!
He's right there!
Come out with your hands up!
God will have mercy on your soul.
"Our father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom
and the power and the glory,
forever and ever. Amen."
Okay, then. All in favor?
Raise your hand if you're in favor.
Um, I'm sorry, y'all. I have some doubts.
You have some doubts?
Would you like us to pray again?
Uh, no, ma'am. Thank you.
Okay, okay. First of all, a psychic?
That's how they found him?
Look, I don't believe in this mumbo jumbo stuff either, but...
But it turned out she was right. Exactly.
And all the other evidence...
His fingerprints all around the room?
Yeah, but they didn't even... The room? All over the bed!
But they didn't even have those prints till after...
Days after... They arrested him.
But the prints were there. They still found them.
Thank god for that.
I-I don't know, it just seems backwards.
You want to explain why a 17-year-old boy's
fingerprints would wind up in a catholic nun's bedroom?
I don't know, but it seems like
the tail's wagging the dog here.
Let's not forget, pal,
he was spotted in front of the convent
the evening of the murder and that ain't backwards.
Well, he lived near the convent, so...
Acting violently, hitting a bush with a stick
over and over again.
Under the influence of LSD.
That's what Charles Manson was using.
Come on, we're not comparing this scared kid
to Charles Manson, are we?
Remember, we have a confession.
Yeah, which he did not sign. And in my mind,
it sounds like he got bullied, or was confused.
He was confused?
The guy raped a nun because he was confused?
Look, his IQ is under 70.
Just because he's stupid, that doesn't make him innocent.
It doesn't make him guilty either.
I'd like to say something here.
I don't know about the rest of the elderly women in Amarillo,
but those weeks after the murder,
I was terrified to go to sleep.
Every whistling wind, every bump in the night.
Terrified.
Now, we're good people here.
Good, god-fearing people.
We look after each other
and we look after our community.
And when that is threatened, we do something about it.
Which is what we have to do.
Right now.
We've heard all your doubts.
Now, how much longer are you gonna keep us here?
Sworn and impaneled in this case,
find the defendant...
Guilty of the crimes of rape and murder in the first degree.
I didn't do that.
I didn't do that! I'm innocent!
I didn't kill her! I wouldn't do that!
I'm innocent, I swear!
I didn't kill her! I wouldn't do that!
Thank you for your fine work.
-I didn't kill her! -I'm innocent!
I am innocent!
I didn't kill her.
I wouldn't do that!
I'm innocent. I wouldn't do that!
I'm innocent!
I wouldn't do that.
Got one last visitor here for you.
Johnny, this is our last chance to talk.
It's not too late.
Johnny, please.
Get gone!
We're assembled here today to witness the execution
of Johnny frank Garrett,
sentenced to death by lethal injection
for the murder of sister Tadea Benz.
Have you got anything you want to say to us right now, son?
I would like to tell you all for a final time
that I am innocent...
And you all can kiss my ever-loving ass
'cause I got a surprise coming for you.
All of you.
Your children,
your families,
every person remotely connected
to your bitch-infested bloodlines.
I got a surprise for you.
You're gonna hear the rest of my words soon enough.
Thank you, warden.
Mama.
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