A Jury in Jail The People v OJ Simpson: American Crime Story

Listen up - when you're supposed to be at trial by 7pm, that means 7pm.

-Not 7:05, not 7:09.

-Who the hell is you talking to?

-Where's Deputy Adams?

-Ma'am, please.

Check the tone of your voice, before I have arrest you.

-Check your tone, we ain't in prison.

-Where is Deputy...? There he is.

ALL: Deputy Adams, Deputy Adams.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. One at a time. Whoa, whoa!

Some of them were late.

Well, it's only five past and it's dinner.

They've had a long day, it's fine. Let me just have a word with them.

You guys, listen, I am sorry but we've been rotated out, all of us.

-Why?

-I don't really know.

Why do we never know why anything happens?

We were supposed to be here for two months.

It's been eight months!

This is like some psychologic experimental torture, or something.

Eight months locked up in a hotel with no TV and no magazines.

-I'm going crazy!

-I mean, I see my wife once a week.

I can't drink, I can't talk to nobody...

We can't talk about this case.

I don't know what you bitching and moaning about, Lionel.

Everybody knows that you ain't got nothing going on in the real world.

-Nowhere.

-What did you say?!

I will smack the taste out of your mouth.

THEY TALK OVER EACH OTHER

Please, that's enough! Let's settle down.

-For me. Please.

-I don't even want to eat any more, I've lost my appetite.

-I'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!

-Get on out. Run.

Thank you.

Wow, I've never been in a hotel this nice before.

Hell, I'd take a Motel 6

as long as I can get away from the wife for a couple weeks.

Amen, brother. I'm going to raid the minibar,

sit back and watch my Niners in the Super Bowl.

This is the Super Bowl, man. And we get to pick the winner.

Do you know something I don't? Looks like you think we're going to be here a while.

No, I just want to look professional when I go to court.

I'm an alternate, I could probably wear my PJs and nobody'd care.

HE GROANS

HE SIGHS

Let's have some TV.

Oh, boy. Let's see what's on.

What the f...?

HE HUMS

Sir! Stop! Swimming pool's off-limits.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Please report to conference room four in six minutes, 230.

-OK, I'll...

-And that will be reviewed

and returned to you if appropriate.

OK, ladies and gentlemen, listen up.

This sequester has very simple rules.

You're not to talk about the case with anyone.

That includes each other.

You're not to talk to the other hotel guests

at any time, for any reason.

Once in the hotel, you will not be permitted to leave your floor.

You're not allowed in another juror's room for any reason.

Deputies will be on duty in the halls and elsewhere

to supervise you at all times.

Do you and each of you understand and agree

that you will well and truly try the cause now pending

before this court and a true verdict render

according only to the evidence presented to you

and to the instructions of the court, so help you God?

ALL: I do.

You may be seated.

Since day one, we've had four out and out not guiltys

in Speed and Vogue, Easter Island and Queen Bee.

After those gloves, I looked in my sweet juror's eyes and I said,

"Ooh, child. Things are going to get easier."

But now we're going for acquittal and it's all because of you.

Thanks, Johnnie. Thank you. But, you know, honestly,

I can't believe they went for it.

I mean, to make that mistake on the biggest case of their lives...

-Well, to our team.

-To our team!

-Yes.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

The most colossal disaster I have ever seen in courtroom practice

and it's ours, it is all ours.

We will rally. We still have the DNA and the forensic evidence,

that is our silver bullet.

Nobody understands goddamn DNA, Marcia!

But everyone can tell when a goddamn glove doesn't fit

on a goddamn hand.

DOOR SLAMS

They did fit. It was the latex.

Get out!

OK.

So, we've received a few complaints about talking during TV time.

If you have something to say, please try to keep your voice down

and your comments and laughter to a minimum.

THEY LAUGH

Speaking of, Blockbusters sent over a fresh batch of VHS's today.

Did they send Martin? Martin, that's my show.

Man, don't nobody want to watch that clown.

He's a comedian, he supposed to be funny.

Didn't you hear the woman say we can't laugh?

I'll laugh if I want to.

I wouldn't mind an episode of Seinfeld.

-What is a Seinfeld?

-It's a TV show.

I've never heard of it.

-Seinfeld is a much better show.

-Man, Seinfeld ain't about nothing.

-We'll be watching Seinfeld.

-What the hell?

THEY TALK OVER EACH OTHER

I'm just making a decision here

instead of listening to you people argue.

What do you mean, "you people"?

Oh, no, don't start that crap with me, pal.

I'm part-American Indian.

-You need to....

-Hey, hey, hey. You guys. Come on.

I'm sure we can find something we all want to watch.

-Look, why don't we just take a vote?

-Well, that's a great idea.

Thank you, Almanda. Who votes Martin?

-Hey.

-Duh.

-That's what I'm talking about.

-Now, if you want to watch Seinfeld.

-Oh, that's not fair.

Martin, it is.

You so crazy, you so crazy!

THEY LAUGH

OJ: Then he has to apologise to the chimpanzee.

THEY LAUGH

I'm telling you, they've got to get XXX on the show.

-Uh, you're up.

-I'll...check.

-The Juice is loose, y'all. I'm all in.

-I fold.

-Oh, don't be that way, Todd.

-Oh, come on.

-Come on, Bobby B.

-I'm out.

-It's too rich.

Really? Oh, well, that's too bad cos...

I got nothing!

-You bastard!

-Are you kidding?

-You're on a roll, Juice.

-You've got that right.

-Tell somebody, tell a friend.

-Oh, man.

You know, playing cards with y'all like this, seriously...

-Oh, you mean consulting with your material witnesses.

-Thank you.

Well, it almost feels like I'm back home.

Just for a minute, you know.

You know, after that glove thing,

-they should just call off the rest of this trial.

-Yeah.

-What are they throwing at you tomorrow?

-DNA.

Whenever that is?

-THEY LAUGH

-Yeah.

So, again, the four pieces to DNA are adenine, thymine

guanine and cytosine,

abbreviated by their first letters A, T, G and C.

They also come in pairs.

Now, the non-Watson-Crick base pairing

is what really gets interesting, it...

Mr Fung, while all of this can seem complicated to a non-scientist,

the results are astoundingly accurate in terms of matching

a suspect to tiny traces that have been left behind, would you agree?

Oh, certainly. The matching process is many, many times more accurate

than a fingerprint.

Many, many times more accurate than a fingerprint.

And what were the results of the blood analysis

from the Bundy crime scene?

Well, the RFLP pattern from Item 47 shows us that...

Let me rephrase -

other then the two victims,

did this incredibly precise DNA matching

show anyone else's blood and DNA at the scene of the murders?

It did. Just one individual.

And does this same DNA match the blood you found

on the back gate at Bundy?

Yes, it does.

And does it match the blood you found inside Mr Simpson's Bronco?

Yes, it's all from the same individual.

And does it match the DNA and the blood you found leading up

to Mr Simpson's house and on the sock at the foot of his bed?

Yes, it's all from the same individual's DNA profile.

Could it be anyone else's DNA?

That blood has a particular set of characteristics

that could only occur approximately in one in 170 million individuals.

One person...in 170 million.

Is that one person who matches all that DNA in this courtroom today?

Yes, he is.

Could you please point him out for the jury?

Let the record show that Mr Fung is pointing to the defendant,

Mr Orenthal James Simpson.

Where is everybody?

Todd said he had to work late.

Spencer said his kids had a tennis match, or something.

Ugh.

And that's more important than poker night? That's shit.

I think it's...

I think it's the DNA.

I think maybe they're having trouble wrapping their minds

around the...the numbers.

You know, it raises some questions.

What questions? They know me.

I think...I mean, well...

One thing they were wondering is about Nicole's blood...

..how it got in your Bronco.

How the hell do I know?!

How the hell do I know, Bobby?

The police, Faye's Columbian friends,

I don't know!

Yeah, but it's everywhere.

Nicole's house, the Bronco, your driveway,

your socks.

It...

And this is them asking?

Yeah.

This is them asking.

Ladies, gentlemen, there's been another postponement.

Oh, come on!

What's going on?

I know, I know! Believe me, believe me!

I'm in the same boat as you.

I'm working on two hours' sleep.

Deputy Adam, you need to find more time for your family.

How are Christine and the baby? How are they doing?

-She's great.

-Yeah?

-Christine's complaining about baby weight,

-but I think she's beautiful.

-Look at that!

She's beautiful!

Knox.

Judge Ito needs to see you in his chambers.

-Huh?

-Uh-oh.

What does he want with me?

Let's go.

OK. OK.

Have you ever been arrested for kidnapping, 620?

What?

I think I'd remember something like that, John.

Uh...oh, OK. Now I know what you're talking about.

See, that was my ex, but she's cool with it now.

We cool.

Oh...I just locked the car door

and I drove around the neighbourhood a few times.

That's all.

You know how ladies can get.

You know...

I fail to see how this is grounds for dismissal.

It was a slight incident a long time ago.

It seems quite behind him now, your Honour.

Yes, counsel, I'm sure that you and your client

are sympathetic to putting domestic violence

in the rear-view mirror.

I do not appreciate that kind of innuendo, your Honour.

620 lied on his questionnaire, he lied about his police record,

he lied about domestic violence!

I'm dismissing 620.

What happened?

620 was dismissed.

ALL: What?

Sorry, guys, you know that's all I can say.

-Wow.

-That's one gone.

Is anyone really surprised?

The guy was taking bets on the verdict.

I just hope I get his seat.

Tired of playing JV.

You know, those deputies are going to find all kinds of ways

to get rid of us brown folk.

-They always are.

-All the time.

They're always watching me.

I think they put a camera in my room.

There's this little blinking red light above my door.

I'm pretty sure it's a smoke alarm.

The deputies are just doing their jobs.

I mean, they've been here as long as we have.

When my daughter was having some trouble,

Deputy Adam let me talk to her on the phone past curfew.

Hmm.

Master Adam sure is good to you, ain't he?

LAUGHTER

I see how it is. Oh, I see how it is.

Oh, come on now there, Missy.

Barry.

Hi, Robert.

What's up?

The numbers.

One in 170 million.

Yeah, it bothers you, I know. I can see it.

It's just so overwhelming.

Listen, the crime scene was mishandled terribly.

It's a compromise, tainted.

All of it?

No, some of it, but that's just as bad.

If some of it is tainted? Untrustworthy.

Then all of it is.

And that's what I will show.

Leave it to me.

Right, Mr Scheck.

Morning, Mr Fung.

Would you agree it's inappropriate for a criminalist

to ignore misconduct by law enforcement?

Objection.

Withdrawn.

Mr Fung, you received from Detective Lange

the blood sample taken from Mr Simpson, correct?

Yes.

And where did you take possession of that blood sample?

Hmm.

Let me remember.

Well, maybe I can help.

The blood was handed to you at the Rockingham scene

while you were examining that scene, correct?

Yes, that's actually true.

So, Mr Simpson's blood was

literally handed to you by LAPD

at the very location where you found evidence of his blood

on the carpet, on the driveway, in his socks?

Well...yes.

This might explain a huge unanswered question in this case.

Are you aware, sir, that 1.9ml,

or one quarter of the blood,

collected from Mr Simpson is missing?

Your Honour.

Sustained.

Mr Fung, when did you realise that the blanket covering

Nicole Brown's body was actually from inside

her own residence?

Um...later.

Would you agree, sir, that a blanket taken from inside her residence,

placed by law enforcement over her dead body

could be thought of as a contamination of that scene?

It's...possible.

And that if Mr Simpson had been in that home previously,

sitting or lying on that blanket, his hairs could be on that blanket,

would be on that blanket,

and thus, would have been in the crime scene.

It's possible.

That is a terrible mistake for a criminalist to make, isn't it?

Yes.

Mr Fung, have you made some bad choices in this case?

I don't remember.

I'm not sure. Maybe.

No further questions.

All right, Mr Fung, you may step down.

Is he seriously shaking their hands?

Thank you.

We having some fun now.

MUSIC: Natural One by Folk Implosion

SHE GROANS

PHONE RINGS

Thanks.

Another one!

Who?!

Yes!

No! No, no, man! No!

KNOCK ON DOOR

Yes?

Thank you.

462, um...

The reason why I asked you here today is that

the sheriff's department reviewed some court records

and it appears that you once accused your husband

of abusing you physically?

No, no, your Honour.

It was never a domestic violence type of thing.

I was never physically abused

and that's why I didn't say anything.

I mean, anybody in a relationship with anybody knows

that there's times when...things are difficult.

As she said, this was simply a misunderstanding.

-She lied! She's out!

-She didn't lie. She said...

She said "no" to the question,

"Have you ever been a victim of domestic violence?"

Her husband raped her twice.

Actually...it wasn't legally rape in '88.

I mean between a husband and wife.

You just said that...out loud.

All right, so let me get this straight.

The defence is arguing to keep a victim of domestic abuse

and the people are arguing to dismiss her?

Somehow, I get the idea if this juror were white,

we'd be having a different conversation right now.

I have no choice but to dismiss 462.

We lost two not guilty votes, two. This one needs to go our way.

Clerk, please read the replacement

from the remaining alternates.

Number 353.

Shit, shit, shit.

I know what you're up to.

You want to tell me, or am I supposed to guess?

Who tipped the sheriff off about 620 and 462?

Hell if I know. But I'll take it.

You had something to gain.

Back-alley stuff isn't my game.

It's yours.

You're always talking about the truth.

Well, the truth came out.

Toughen up, Cochrane

This is the smoker's lounge.

Daycare's on the first floor.

Apparently, Miss Clark thinks she can steal this verdict,

but we got to start punching back.

What does that mean exactly?

It means we do everything legally possible to ensure

that nothing gets past us regarding the remaining jurors.

The alternates.

Now, we can't do anything about the guilty votes we lost.

But we can be out ahead of who might be taking their places.

The Demon.

She's our biggest threat.

We cannot let her on the voting jury!

During voir dire, she said she once turned an entire jury

from 11-1 not guilty, to 12-0 for conviction.

She's a nightmare.

Juror 1290 is our Holy Grail.

God, we need her.

A voice in deliberation is going to focus on the facts.

And have you seen the way she looks at Johnnie?

OK, so, who else is going to be a problem?

CHATTER

Juror 2017...

The judge would like to see you.

Were you aware that your arthritis doctor,

Dr Bertram Maltz,

also treats Mr Simpson for his arthritis?

I was not.

And why were you keeping notes about other jurors' conjugal visits?

I mean, your Honour, maybe I glanced at the list

a couple of times, but...

We checked your notebook, sir.

Now, these notes wouldn't be for a book, would they?

SHE SIGHS

MUSIC: Another One Bites The Dust by Queen

Juror 228.

Aw, man!

Juror 228, who is this standing on the right?

OJ.

Good.

And who is this on the left shaking hands with OJ?

Uh...

-Me?

-That's right.

Do I really need to say anything else here?

# Another one bites the dust

# How do you think I'm going to get along without you when you're gone?

# You took me for everything that I had

# And kicked me out on my own

# Are you happy? Are you satisfied?

# How long can you stand the heat...? #

Why is this happening now?

So, we have had yet another dismissal this morning,

ladies and gentlemen - hopefully the last.

All right, clerk, please read the replacement

from the remaining alternates.

# And another gone and another one gone

# Another one bites the dust

Number 1290.

Have a nice night, Cochran.

We're down to four alternates.

Four.

And now this.

An anonymous letter claiming to be from Literary Agents' receptionist

and it says, I quote,

"An older white female juror is shopping a book proposal called

Standing Alone - A Vote For Nicole."

May I?

Well. This is clearly an attempt

by the defence to remove a juror they don't like.

I suggest you throw it in the trash where it belongs.

I hope you're not suggesting WE sent that letter?

-Oh, I certainly am. You and your sleazy investigator.

-Sleazy?!

Don't forget that I work this building.

-If you're confident we're behind this...

-Wait.

-..you need to prove it.

-I don't...

-Shut up, both of you!

I will meet with the jury

and I will find out what is actually going on here

and I will make a decision myself.

And that is final. Get out.

What Judge Ito and those deputies are doing to the jury...

Of course there's a racial divide in the jury.

And that judge, Ito?

I do not trust that man.

I can't.

I can't take it any more, your Honour.

Please, I just want to go home.

Now, now, juror 452.

My name is Tracy!

The deputies, they're not fair.

The white jurors get better treatment than us.

Now that is a very serious charge, 45...

OK, can you just please elaborate for me?

Well, like, when they took us out shopping,

they gave them an hour at Target and only gave us 30 minutes at Ross!

Them... Us...

They know that blacks like Ross more!

Is that...

Is that true?

Of course it is! Everybody knows that!

It's true.

I want out!

They treat us like we're second-class,

like we're criminals or something!

I can't take it any more.

I just want to go home! Please!

OK, OK.

You know what? We are way overdue for a deputy rotation,

so what I can do is I can change them out and I would just ask

if you would please give that a chance, OK?

I guess so.

OK, OK. Thank you.

-Who the hell is you supposed to be?

-Where is Deputy Adam?

YELLING

What's wrong here?

You guys, listen, I am sorry,

but we've been rotated out, all of us.

-Why?

-I really don't know.

-We never know why anything happens.

Supposed to be here for two months.

-What's his problem?

-I don't know.

I don't like nobody watching me when I get my food, I know that.

Meh...

What's wrong with that one?

Why is she all in black?

I don't know.

I thought we was a jury, I didn't know we was going to a funeral.

Maybe she lost her mind.

Feels like a funeral.

Well...

They're supposed to be here,

but I don't know what happened to them.

PHONE RINGS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Yes?

-Your Honour...

-Where's my jury?

They...

They're refusing to come in.

Tell the deputies I want them here right now,

or I'll hold them all in contempt!

All rise.

Department 103 is now in session.

The Honourable Lance A Ito presiding.

You may be seated.

All right, bring in the jury.

It just gets curiouser and curiouser.

Someone better be dead.

MUSIC: Fight The Power by Public Enemy

I will be postponing testimony for today. Thank you.

All right, we stand at recess.

# Fight the power Fight the power

# Fight the power Fight the power

# We got to fight the powers that be. #

Dominic, you've been there every day

and something's going on with the jury.

What's going on?

Down at the courthouse,

they're calling it "the juror revolt".

It's unprecedented in judicial history, Larry.

And my sources say the whole thing was over

some deputies being transferred.

We've lost control!

Now we have no idea what's going on!

Half the people wearing black were our damn not guilty column!

Now we have no idea who's who or what's what.

It's Stockholm syndrome, that's the only explanation.

We just have to pray to sweet Jesus

that they aren't identifying with law enforcement in general.

-Sir?

-Yes?

OJ's on the line.

Of course.

My man, how's it going?

How the hell you think it's going, Johnnie?

They're talking mistrial! A mistrial, man!

I can't go through this shit again!

OJ, it's Bob.

Now, look, we all feel that there will not be a mistrial,

so I wouldn't worry.

Just put me on the stand!

Let me testify!

I'm telling you, I can do this!

Now, listen to me, listen to me for a second.

If I don't testify, they're going to think I have something to hide.

I can do this!

Hell, the best moment we have so far was me trying on the gloves, right?

No, OJ, you're right. You're absolutely right,

but we would never put you in that position.

Hold on a second, OJ.

We cannot put him on the stand.

It's not done on a murder case, it's just not done.

The people love him.

He gets on the stand,

talks about how much he loves his wife, gets emotional.

-No.

-Interesting idea, OJ. I'm not against it.

-Oh!

-Now you're talking! Now that's what I'm saying!

-Hold on a second, OJ. Why?

-It's a terrible idea!

Are you doing this just to screw with me?

Amazingly, this is not about you, Bob.

This is about winning this case.

What is your idea? Another plea bargain?

If Marcia Clark cross-examines him,

it will be an unmitigated disaster and you know it.

What if we do a mock cross? See how he handles it.

Juice...

I pray to the Lord's sweet baby black Jesus,

you put me on hold one more time, Negro...

Apologies.

We were thinking that it might be a good idea

to do...a test run first.

What do you mean, "test run"?

Like a rehearsal or something?

Exactly. A rehearsal.

I thought she was all right.

INDISTINCT MUTTERING

If I'd known a long time ago how she was...

I mean, what makes her think she's better than everybody?

INDISTINCT WHISPERING

SHE SCREAMS

What the hell?!

Calm down!

Well, that's one way to do it.

OK, enough.

Whatever you and Marcia are doing, it's got to stop now, Johnnie.

You get a mistrial and we have to do this whole thing over again.

There is no way you will win.

ELEVATOR DINGS

I hear you take your coffee black...

..with two Sweet 'N Lows.

Mr Simpson, isn't it true you were married

when you met an 18-year-old Nicole?

I was, but our marriage was pretty much over by then.

I mean, we were friends, but we weren't in love.

So, you felt it was OK to commit adultery?

We weren't even living together.

I'm not proud about the way I acted,

but we'd moved on by then.

Mr Simpson, is there some reason that you find this funny?

No.

You argued often with Nicole, is that correct, Mr Simpson?

All married couples disagree.

Don't they?

Is it true that some of these arguments became physical?

That's what they'll tell you on the news.

You know, we scuffled around sometimes.

Rastled.

Is this "scuffling around" what led to her hospitalisation

on January 1st 1989?

Well...

That New Year's, we had a couple of drinks.

She must have fell.

They'll be ready in a minute.

Hey, Kris, can we...

Can I just have a second?

Why?

I dunno, I thought we could talk.

What do we have to talk about?

I think we might get him off.

Congrats.

He was my friend for 20 years,

I can barely look at him any more.

Robert, just...leave.

Just quit the case.

You don't think I've thought of that?

I can't.

I mean, it would just become this huge thing.

I mean, how would it look?

It would convict him.

I would convict him.

And it would make everything else worse for us

and for you, for them.

I mean, it's hard enough with half the country hating you.

I just...

I just have to sit there till it's over.

And then he's out of our lives forever.

OK?

OK?

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, Kris.

PHONE RINGS

OJ tip line.

Wait, wait, wait. Say that again.

Uh-huh.

OK.