American Crime Story

Today is the day.

How do I look?

Like a star.

Now, we don't know what Ito's gonna allow,

but we know that Marcia's gonna go crazy.

So if you get a chance to start talking,

don't you stop.

Let's go.

Mr. Cochran,

it is my understanding

that you have discussed with your client

his right to testify.

Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Simpson is waiving his right.

But if the court pleases, he would like to make

a brief statement regarding the waiver.

Your Honor, the People object to the defendant

making any statement other than the waiver at this time.

Counsel, he's not before the jury.

Yes, but we are all aware of the realities of this case,

the problem with conjugal visits and telephone calls

that are only monitored on one side.

This is an obvious attempt by the defense

to get material to the jury

that has not been admitted in court.

It is inappropriate and deliberate.

I strongly urge the court to exercise control

and not permit testimony without cross-examination.

Please, Your Honor, don't do this.

My goodness.

There's a great deal of fear of the truth in this case.

Your Honor, this is still America.

Can we still talk?

All right, go ahead, Mr. Simpson, briefly.

Good morning, Your Honor.

As much as I'd like to address some of the misrepresentations

made about myself and my Nicole,

concerning our life together,

I am mindful of the mood and the stamina of this jury.

I am confident... a lot more, it seems, than Miss Clark...

About their integrity,

and that they will find, as it now stands,

that I did not

and could not and would not commit this crime.

I have four kids.

Two kids I haven't seen in a year.

And every week,

they ask me, "Dad, when are you coming home?

How much longer?"

- All right... - Just want this trial to be over.

- All right, thank you, Mr. Simpson. - Thank you, Your Honor.

You want to address misrepresentations

about you and Nicole, take a seat in the blue chair,

and we can have a discussion.

Mr. Cochran,

does the defense plan on calling any further witnesses?

No, Your Honor.

The defense rests.

We have ten jurors.

We have nine.

We have ten.

And then there's that freaking demon.

She hates me.

I've gotten that look from all my ex-wives.

Jesus, you and that demon.

What did she ever do to you?

- Shawn. - Mm?

What's up?

Johnnie just got another death threat.

Death threat?

How many has he gotten?

- It's up to 20 now. - What?!

It's scary.

Johnnie needs protection.

I'm gonna insist he hire someone.

Come on.

"If the glove's too small...

easy call."

No.

"If the gloves...

don't fit... "

Today, the trial of the century

reaches a crescendo

as closing statements begin.

Vegas oddsmakers are offering six-to-five

in favor of conviction.

Marcia.

Yeah.

Please, nail this.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are coming close to the end,

I promise.

And I want you all to know

how much I appreciate what you're doing here...

For justice...

And to thank you all from the bottom of my heart

for the incredible sacrifices that you've made.

Thank you.

I would like to begin

by first addressing the issue of Mark Fuhrman.

Just to be clear, is he a racist?

Yes.

Is he the worst LAPD has to offer?

Yes.

Should LAPD ever have hired him?

No.

Should such a person be a police officer?

No.

In fact, do we wish there were no such person on the planet?

Yes.

But the fact that Mark Fuhrman is a racist

and lied about it on the witness stand

does not mean that we haven't proven that the defendant

is guilty beyond a reasonable doubt.

And it would be a tragedy

if O.J. Simpson were found not guilty

because of the racist attitudes of one police officer.

There is an ocean of evidence

that has been unchallenged by the defense.

In an attempt to distract you from it,

they took you through a twisted road.

One moment saying the police are bumbling idiots,

the next moment saying the police are cunning conspirators.

They threw out alternate theories,

hoping one would stick.

But instead of focusing on those distractions,

I ask you to consider the evidence

the defense did not, and cannot, refute.

The shoe prints at Bundy were from a size-12 Bruno Magli shoe.

The defendant wears a size-12.

Hair from the defendant was on the knit cap at Bundy.

Hair from the defendant was on Ron Goldman's shirt.

The glove found at Rockingham contains fibers

that match Ron's hair.

The glove contains fibers that match Nicole's hair.

It has Nicole's blood.

It has Ron's blood.

It has the defendant's blood.

The gloves are extra-large, the defendant's size.

Here are photos of the defendant wearing the Aris gloves

at numerous football games.

When limo driver Allan Park arrived,

there was no Bronco out front.

When he left with the defendant,

there was now a Bronco parked outside.

A drop of blood in the Bundy driveway

matches the defendant at a rate

of one-in-170-million.

Nicole's blood was on the defendant's sock.

This was a match at the rate of one-in-6.8-billion.

The blood on the rear gate at Bundy matches the defendant

at rate of one-in-57-billion.

There are only five billion people on the planet.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is an identification.

When the defendant was informed of his wife's death,

he did not ask how she died.

Think about that.

He did not ask how she died.

And then ask yourself,

"Why?"

Ladies and gentlemen,

to grasp this crime,

you must first understand Mr. Simpson's relationship

to his ex-wife, Nicole.

It was a ticking time bomb.

The fuse was lit in 1985,

the very year they were married.

Officers responded after Mr. Simpson beat Nicole

and took a baseball bat to her Mercedes.

Then in 1989, Nicole had to call 911 again,

fearing for her life.

When officers arrived,

Nicole ran towards them, yelling,

"He's going to kill me.

He's going to kill me."

She had a black eye,

a cut forehead, a swollen cheek.

In her torn bra,

Nicole pleaded with the officers,

"You've come up here eight times.

You never do anything about him."

And they want to tell you

that the police conspired against Mr. Simpson.

This case

is not about the "N" word.

It is about O.J. Simpson and the "M" word, "murder."

I'm not afraid to point to him and say he did it.

Why not?

The evidence all points to him.

In February 1992, Nicole filed for divorce.

She was running away from the man who said he'd kill her.

She saw the explosion coming.

Why else fill a safe-deposit box

with threatening letters from the defendant,

a will and police photos of past beatings?

She knew that the bomb could go off at any second.

And then it did.

On June 12, 1994,

while their daughter danced,