8ABX03 Redrum

Friday 8 December 2000

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Martin Wells: John!

Doggett: [to guards] Press got word you're taking him out the Grove Street exit. It looks like Woodstock out there.

Scully: I suggest we postpone the transfer. We can get him out later once the crowd disperses.

Martin Wells: Transfer me where?

Guard: No. They'll camp out for days. We're going ahead with it.

Martin Wells: John! John, what is going on? [Scully, Doggett and the guards bundle Martin Wells out of the prison exit through a gathered crowd]

Doggett: [to press] All right, back up, back up. Give him some room. Come on, clear out, back up.

Martin Wells: Al. [Martin Wells spots Al Cawdry, the man draws a gun]

Doggett: Down. Weapon.

[Al Cawdry gets off four shots before Doggett can wrestle him to the ground. Scully checks Martin Wells]

Scully: Somebody call a medic.

[Martin Wells focuses on Scully's watch, it starts to work in reverse]

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Thursday 7 December 2000

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[Martin Wells wakes in his cell and searches for bullet wounds. Scully and Doggett enter his cell]

Martin Wells: Oh. John.

Scully: Do you recognise this Mr Wells? Have you seen it before?

Martin Wells: Yes. [to Scully] Who are you?

Doggett: Don't even, Martin.

Martin Wells: John, what am I doing here? I'm in this cell. I don't know where I am or how I even got here, and everyone's acting like —

Doggett: I swear to god, on top of everything else, do not play this with me. I will not be party to some half-arsed, eleventh-hour insanity defence.

Martin Wells: What? John —

Doggett: It's time to start telling me the truth.

Scully: This keycard, Mr Wells, you do recognise it? Is that correct?

Martin Wells: Yes. It's the swipe card that they use at the apartment building. For all I know it's mine.

Scully: It is yours... It was found in the dumpster behind the Strand Hotel.

Doggett: You tossed it there didn't you? You had just enough time to drive to Baltimore and commit the murder.

Martin Wells: Wait. Murder? What murder?

Doggett: Then drive back to DC, toss the keycard — that way you could claim it was stolen — make it look like you spent all night watching pay-per-view in your hotel room. Right?

Martin Wells: Please. [to Scully] What murder? What is he talking about?

Doggett: Well maybe this will jog your memory. buddy. [He shows Martin Wells a crime scene photograph of Vicky Wells]

Martin Wells: Vicky. My wife. This isn't happening. This is not happening?

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Janet Wilson: All right. Dignity, that is your strong suit, play it. Don't lower your eyes, it makes you look guilty. Now, we drew Judge Kinberg. What's your relationship with him?

Martin Wells: Benjamin?

Janet Wilson: First name basis. Excellent.

[The bailiff calls for everyone to rise]

Martin Wells: Al.

Janet Wilson: What? [Martin Wells indicates Al Cawdry in the audience]

Martin Wells: He shot me.

Janet Wilson: Who? Your father-in-law? What are you talking about?

[The bailiff introduces Judge Kinberg and announces the date]

Martin Wells: Thursday? It's not Thursday.

Janet Wilson: Shh.

Martin Wells: It's Saturday, yesterday was Friday.

Janet Wilson: Today is Thursday. There's no court on Saturday. You know that. Martin, do you feel all right?

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Judge Kinberg: Martin, I can't tell you how sorry I am to see you on that side of the aisle. I hope you'll forgive me when I do exactly what you, as a prosecutor, would demand. Bail is denied. I will, however, order Mr Wells transferred to a more secure facility, in the interest of his safety.

Martin Wells: Transferred? No, Ben. You can't do that. I can't be transferred. He'll [Al Cawdry] kill me.

Judge Kinberg: Martin! Tomorrow morning —

Martin Wells: If today is really Thursday, then tomorrow is Friday and that's when he's going to do it. He's going to shoot me as I'm being transferred.

Judge Kinberg: Bailiff. Officer.

Martin Wells: You don't understand. It'll happen. It'll happen. Just listen to me. Ben. It'll happen. He's going to kill me. Ben.

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Scully: Mr Wells. We understand you had an interesting morning in court. What is it that you'd like to speak with us about?

Martin Wells: You're John's partner?

Doggett: For god sakes, Martin. Agent Scully, you know that. You met her yesterday.

Martin Wells: Yesterday.

Doggett: Yeah, yesterday. Wednesday.

Martin Wells: Wednesday.

Scully: Are you saying that you don't remember? What is the last thing that you do remember?

Martin Wells: Being shot by my father-in-law.

Doggett: You're wasting our time.

Martin Wells: Listen. I don't know what I experienced, but what if it was a premonition, a glimpse of the future. I mean, you do hear about these kind of things.

Scully: Yes, you do. Mr Wells, this shooting aside, is there anything else that you remember before that?

Martin Wells: Hmm... I was in DC. For a sentencing hearing. I was staying at the Strand Hotel, like you said.

Scully: That was three days ago, Mr Wells. Are you telling us that you don't remember anything else? Not the murder of your wife?

Martin Wells: No.

Doggett: Out of the blue, charged with murder, you wake up one morning and you can't remember a damn thing. Martin, you haven't offered us one scrap of evidence to support your story. And as your friend, I'm going to listen to anything you have to say, but I will not be lied to.

Martin Wells: I'm not lying to you. You're talking to me about keycards, I'm sitting in a jail cell, I don't understand any of this. But I did not... kill Vicky.

Scully: If you truly don't remember, then how can you be certain that you didn't?

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[Janet Wilson enters the interview room, hands a pink teddy bear to Martin Wells and closes the blinds]

Janet Wilson: Why didn't you mention this to me before the bail hearing?

Martin Wells: I hadn't even met you before the bail hearing. [He removes a video camera from the bear] Nanny cam.

Janet Wilson: Oh Martin, I wish you'd talked to me about this before. I really don't know if this is a great idea.

Martin Wells: This tape may have the murderer on it.

Janet Wilson: Whatever happens to be on that tape, you know that I am an officer of the court, I have to share this with the prosecution.

Martin Wells: You think I'm guilty? Let's clear this up, right now. Here... [He plays the tape back through the camera] My apartment, that's the girls' room and this must be the police investigation. What time did the murder occur?

Janet Wilson: The official report has the police arriving at your apartment at 6:20am Monday morning. Your keycard was used at 4:17.

Martin Wells: Which means the killer is somewhere in between.

Janet Wilson: Wait, there's your wife.

Martin Wells: Um, I must have missed something. [He fiddles with the camera] Right there.

Janet Wilson: Martin, that's you.

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Wednesday 6 December 2000

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Brent Tufeld: Here's my favourite client. Martin, are you holding up all right?

Martin Wells: Brent. I've been better.

Brent Tufeld: Well we're going to beat this thing, guaranteed. Martin, I have here one of the finest criminal defence specialists in the country. I want you to meet —

Martin Wells: We've met. I've been thinking all night about the tape and I don't see you having to turn it over to the prosecution.

Janet Wilson: I'm sorry?

Martin Wells: I obviously showed you that tape in a good faith effort to clear my name, not as an admission of guilt.

Janet Wilson: Um... Mr Wells, I'm Janet Wilson. I don't think we've met.

Brent Tufeld: Martin, what is all this about video tape?

Martin Wells: The nanny cam tape. That's why you're here, right?

Brent Tufeld: I'm here to introduce you to your new attorney.

Martin Wells: We met yesterday at the bail hearing. Don't you remember?

Brent Tufeld: Martin, the bail hearing is set for tomorrow.

Martin Wells: What day is this? What day of the week is this?

Brent Tufeld: Wednesday. Wednesday the sixth.

Martin Wells: Yesterday you told me it was Thursday, the day before that it was Friday. [to himself] It's backwards. Everything's going backwards.

Brent Tufeld: Martin, I think we should have you speak to someone. I mean, you're under a hell of a lot of stress. Being locked up in this cesspool, that doesn't help.

Janet Wilson: We can have you out of here by tomorrow afternoon. The prosecution's case is weak, to say the least. They have no physical evidence tying you to the crime scene.

Brent Tufeld: Plus they don't have the keycard that was used to access your apartment building.

Martin Wells: The keycard.

Janet Wilson: Without it they've got nothing.

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Gangbanger: Oh yeah. Somebody likes you, my brother. Come on man, I'm just messing with you. What you ain't got no sense of humour? Counsellor.

Martin Wells: Do I know you?

Gangbanger: No, you don't know me. Damn sure put me in here though.

Martin Wells: Possession with intent. And concealed weapon.

Gangbanger: Mmm hmm... That concealed weapon was a pipe wrench. I was on my way to my baby's momma's house to unstick the Pepsi caps from out her garbage disposal, but I told you all that. That concealed weapon added six months to my sentence, man. Do you remember my name.

Martin Wells: No, I don't remember your name. All I needed to know about you is that you broke the law.

Gangbanger: Broke the law. Well then I guess that makes you wife killer, esquire.

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Doggett: Aw jeez, Martin. Your face.

Martin Wells: It's all right. I appreciate you coming to see me. Agent Scully, I especially wanted to talk to you.

Scully: It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry it's not under better circumstances.

Martin Wells: [to himself] This is the day we meet. [to Scully and Doggett] Something is happening to me. Something I need to try to explain to you, to you both. I'm moving backward in time. Every morning I wake up, it's the day before. For me, yesterday was Thursday, the day before that was Friday, only it's all new to me. Every single morning I wake up, I can only remember what's happened the following day.

Doggett: Agent Scully, would you mind taking a closer look at his injuries, maybe check his scalp.

Martin Wells: I know this all sounds crazy. But I'm telling you the truth. This cut, for instance. It was on my cheek when I woke up yesterday, I woke up this morning, it wasn't there, but then this afternoon, I got cut. I killed a spider in my cell yesterday, first thing this morning I woke up, it's back again. Because it happened the day before. I haven't actually killed it yet.

Scully: Mr Wells, are you saying you don't remember the day that your wife was murdered? I'm talking about two days ago, Monday.

Martin Wells: No. I don't... remember it. Because for me it hasn't happened yet.

Scully: You do realise that you're not going to be able to prove this, right? I mean, if tomorrow is really the day before today, then we won't have had this conversation.

Doggett: Oh for crying out loud.

Scully: It means you're going to have to tell us all over again.

Doggett: Yeah, well, make sure I skip that frigging meeting. [He leaves]

Scully: Mr Wells, let's say that all this is true. Why do you think it's happening?

Martin Wells: I don't know. There has to be a reason.

Scully: What reason?

Martin Wells: Something... I'm meant to understand. Although I don't know what it would be.

Scully: Maybe you already have the answer within you.

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[Janet Wilson hands Martin Wells his case file]

Janet Wilson: I'd really prefer to stay while you do this. Martin? I can take you through the chain of evidence.

Martin Wells: I think I've done this before. Thank you, Miss Wilson.

[Janet Wilson leaves Martin Wells to examine his paperwork alone. The gangbanger, now with a broom, wanders past Martin Wells' cell]

Gangbanger: Mmm hmm... Looking for some loopholes, huh? Yeah man, get yourself out of here. They just praying that you find that one little technicality so they can let you go.

Martin Wells: I'm not looking for technicalities.

Gangbanger: Well, what you looking for, brother?

Martin Wells: The truth.

Gangbanger: The truth? You better stick to the technicalities. The truth is going to keep you in here and make you somebody's bitch. That's what the truth going to do. So put on that engineering hat, Casey Jones, 'cause you got a whole lot of trains to be pulling.

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Tuesday 5 December 2000

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[Martin Wells is watching a newscast of his wife's murder when Doggett enters the apartment with coffee]

Doggett: Not something you want to wake up to. How you feeling?

Martin Wells: Disconnected from reality, but I guess I'd better get used to it. Oh, um, thank you. I assume you let me spend the night here, right? Thank you.

Doggett: Like I said, no problem.

Martin Wells: So that makes today Tuesday, the day after the murder? John, I know who did it now.

Doggett: You know who killed Vicky?

Martin Wells: Latino, maybe 40, 5'10", 185 pounds, he's got a tattoo of a spider web on his left hand.

Doggett: Martin, last night you told me you had no idea who did this.

Martin Wells: Yeah, now I do. Well, trust me, I mean, I don't know his name, but you can find him in the Baltimore city lockup. Call them, they can ID him based on what I just told you.

[Doggett calls to check, while Martin Wells watches an interview with, his father-in-law, Al Cawdry]

Doggett: No prisoner fitting that description has been processed in the past 36 hours.

Martin Wells: He's in there. He's got to be there.

Doggett: Sorry Martin, he's not.

Martin Wells: It must be too soon. He must not get arrested until later today, Tuesday. That's how he could have been with me in lockup on Wednesday.

Doggett: Martin you have seriously lost me. If you're trying to admit something to me or to yourself, I want you to just come out with it.

Martin Wells: There's a reason all this is happening. Maybe I already have the answer.

Doggett: Well, how's that?

Martin Wells: There's something in my apartment that you need to see, John.

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[Doggett and Martin Wells are watching the tape from the nanny cam]

Martin Wells: My daughters were at their grandparents, thank god. The bedroom door was open, with a clear view of the front hallway. The nanny cam is motion activated, so it should have caught anyone coming in or out of the house. There I am. Nobody else on the tape between my wife and the police. I don't understand it.

Doggett: I'd say this makes you look more innocent that guilty. Look there in the mirror — the sun. Your wife comes home before the murderer enters the building at 4:17am, her time of death is fixed shortly after that, well before sunrise. You came home later, when the sun was already up.

Martin Wells: The killer turned off the tape.

Doggett: The only question is how.

Martin Wells: There's a remote control for the nanny cam, it's in the drawer by the front door. But nobody else knew about it, except for... Vicky and me.

Doggett: Are you sure about that?

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Doggett: FBI. I saw your curtains move, I know you're in there.

Trina Galvez: Mr Wells, I —

Martin Wells: Trina, you knew about the nanny cam, didn't you? You told the killer about it. You must have given him my keycard too.

Trina Galvez: Mr Wells, I wasn't even there that night.

[Doggett places his hand over the peephole and draws his gun]

Doggett: First thing you're supposed to say is; What nanny cam? [He slams open the door, flattens Cesar Ocampo who was standing behind it and handcuffs the prone killer] Is this your guy? [Martin Wells nods]

Trina Galvez: I'm so sorry, Mr Wells. He said he'd hurt my family. He made me give him your keycard.

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Doggett: His name's Cesar Ocampo. He's got a full sheet, assault and narcotics. He knows the drill. He's a clam.

Martin Wells: We'll have Trina's testimony against him.

Doggett: Well maybe we won't. He's got her so scared, we can't count on it.

Martin Wells: John, let me go in and talk to him. Please.

Doggett: He says he only wants to talk to you.

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Martin Wells: Why?

Cesar Ocampo: You don't know? You got my name, my record and you can't figure it out?

Martin Wells: Cesar Ocampo. I don't know you, I've never prosecuted you.

Cesar Ocampo: Hector Ocampo. My brother.

Martin Wells: What was the charge?

Cesar Ocampo: Possession with intent. $50 worth of rock. It was his third strike, remember?

Martin Wells: Yeah, I remember. I did my job.

Cesar Ocampo: You sent him up for life.

Martin Wells: I did my job. I do it ten times a week every week of the year. And for this, my wife was murdered. You take away my dignity, my reputation, my life, because your dirtbag brother is where he belongs.

Cesar Ocampo: Brady versus Maryland. Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. Brady versus the state of Maryland, prosecution's got to turn over exonerating evidence. You had the word of three people. That wasn't Hector's rock. It was in a jacket that wasn't even his, left beside him in the club. You knew that. You knew that... and you suppressed the evidence.

Martin Wells: Are you trying to tell me that your brother is not a drug dealer?

Cesar Ocampo: My brother was a busboy when you sent him up. He had two strikes on him. He wasn't dealing no more. You send him up for who he used to be. Because it was easy. You broke the law.

Martin Wells: I'll tell you what we'll do. You're going to be convicted of my wife's murder, one way or another. Plead out now and I'll look into your brother's case. Maybe I'll find a way to recommend a reduced sentence, time served. You want justice, so do I.

Cesar Ocampo: My brother's dead. Hung himself in a jail cell, a couple of weeks ago. [Doggett enters the interview room]

Doggett: Martin. A word. [He leads Martin from the room] I'm sorry, Martin. I tried to talk them out of it. But, they think they have a case.

Homicide Detective: Sir, turn around please. [He cuffs Martin Wells] Martin Wells, you're under arrest for the murder of Vicky Wells. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford one...

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Monday 4 December 2000

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Martin Wells: John, I need your help.

Doggett: Martin?

Martin Wells: Vicky's going to be murdered inside of two hours.

Doggett: Vicky? You mean your wife?

Martin Wells: I called the Baltimore police, but can't tell if they thought I was a crank. I need you to call them. Now I can describe the suspect, his name, everything.

Doggett: Well, how do you know all this?

Martin Wells: I haven't got time to explain it. You wouldn't believe it anyway.

Doggett: Now Martin, you see, now, that's a bad sign, because it's two something in the morning. I haven't seen you in three years. You've got to give me something more to go on.

Martin Wells: This is all happening for a reason. I'm being given a second chance.

Doggett: A second chance to do what?

Martin Wells: I prosecuted a man named Hector Ocampo. I suppressed evidence. See, he was innocent of the crime he was charged with.

Doggett: Martin, anything you say to me —

Martin Wells: — you have to report. I put him away. He died in prison. His brother wants revenge and it is as simple as that.

Doggett: You could be disbarred for want you're telling me. You could go to prison. Lose everything. Do you understand?

Martin Wells: I understand that I can save Vicky.

Doggett: Hold on a minute.

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Martin Wells: You got here in time.

Lead Officer: Are you Martin Wells?

Martin Wells: Yeah. Vicky. Vicky.

Lead Officer: There's nobody here. We checked. What exactly are we looking for?

Martin Wells: My wife's going to me attacked here tonight. It happens — The killer's going to use my keycard to enter at 4:17.

Lead Officer: It's 4:20 now.

Martin Wells: I don't understand. Where is she?

Lead Officer: Tell you what. We'll take a few sweeps of the neighbourhood. Keep out eyes peeled. We're a phone call away if you need us.

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[Martin Wells waits by the door, knife in hand]

Vicky Wells: Martin! You scared the hell out of me! Honey, why aren't you in DC? What the —

Martin Wells: Where have you been?

Vicky Wells: I got a flat on the way back from my... Honey, you're scaring me. What's wrong?

Martin Wells: We're in trouble. We have to get out of here right now.

Vicky Wells: What — [The door handle turns and Martin Wells bundles her through the apartment]

Martin Wells: Vicky. Get in the bedroom. Lock the door. Call the cops. Don't come out until I say it's okay.

[Martin Wells is surprised by Cesar Ocampo, they fight and Vicky Wells cries out for her husband. Cesar Ocampo lunges at Vicky Wells and holds the knife to her throat when two shots from Doggett take him out]

Doggett: You said something about a second chance. Was this it? [Martin Wells nods and notices the hands on Scully's watch are going forwards]

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Martin Wells: [voiceover] The passage of time imprisons us, not in a cell of brick and mortar, but in one of hopes dashes and tragedies unaverted. How precious then, the chance to go back. Only to discover, that in facing the past you must face up to yourself, that exiting the prison of time doesn't free you from the prison of your own character. One from which there is no escape.