Blind Justice

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Bernard Walton: My back is killing me.
Eugene Meltsner: No kidding. What time is it?
Bernard Walton: 3:30.
Eugene Meltsner: Meaning we've sat there for seven hours today.
Bernard Walton: At least it's over. I've got to get home. It's pot roast night.
Eugene Meltsner: Do you smell that, Mr. Walton? The smell of juries past coming into this very room to participate in the American judicial system.
Bernard Walton: I think you're confusing justice with floor wax.
Eugene Meltsner: Mr. Walton, don't you feel honored to be chosen to do this?
Bernard Walton: Eugene, I wasn't chosen. I was forced by a little slip of paper that arrived in my mail from the Campbell County Court, whatever it was. It told me to go to Connelsville, and I did. Don't get all poetic about it.
Bailiff: Okay, is everybody in? Looks like it. All right, you can go ahead and start. If anybody needs anything—more water, transcripts from the trial, whatever—just knock on this door. If this looks to go on pretty long, we'll send in a menu around five and order your dinner.
Victor Laszlo: Don't worry about that. I think we'll be out of here by then.
Guest (Female): I sure hope so.
Bernard Walton: Suits me. The sooner the better. My wife is serving pot roast tonight. See you. Well, I guess we should get started.
Guest (Male): I don't think that'll be necessary. Let's just take the vote and leave.
Eugene Meltsner: Pardon me? I believe we cannot do anything until we elect a foreman for this jury. I nominate Bernard Walton.
Bernard Walton: What?
Eugene Meltsner: All in favor say aye.
Jurors: Aye!
Eugene Meltsner: Congratulations, Mr. Walton.
Bernard Walton: Thanks, Eugene. You're a peach. All right, let's start.
Victor Laszlo: I think we should vote.
Eugene Meltsner: How can we possibly vote when we haven't discussed the basic elements of the trial?
Victor Laszlo: What for? It's an open and shut case. The kid is guilty, period.
Eugene Meltsner: Mr. Walton, I suggest that we review the facts of the case before taking a vote. That way we can be absolutely certain about what we're voting on.
Bernard Walton: Fine, a few minutes review won't hurt. Okay, we have this kid named Donald Wilson.
Eugene Meltsner: Age 18, to be precise.
Bernard Walton: And he's been charged with breaking and entering and burglary. He has confessed to the breaking and entering but pleads not guilty to the burglary.
Victor Laszlo: Yeah, but we all know he's guilty, so let's vote.
Eugene Meltsner: Please, we must review all the facts. Go on, Mr. Walton.
Bernard Walton: Look, Eugene, you're so keen about this, why don't you do it?
Eugene Meltsner: Indeed I will. On March 30th, Mr. and Mrs. Carver Littleton—
Guest (Male): Of the famous Littleton's restaurant chain.
Eugene Meltsner: —returned from a weekend vacation to find that their house had been burgled. Several thousand dollars in cash and various pieces of jewelry were stolen from their bedroom safe. The safe had a hole burnt into it, presumably by a torch.
Mr. Finn: It was an acetylene torch.
Eugene Meltsner: Thank you, Mr. Finn. Now, according to police, the burglar entered the house through a skylight in the roof above the master bathroom. The glass had been cut somehow.
Mr. Goodrich: With precision glass cutters, they said.
Bernard Walton: What are you, Mr. Goodrich?
Mr. Goodrich: My family owns a hardware and home security business.
Eugene Meltsner: During a surprise locker check at the high school, a diamond bracelet was found in Donald Wilson's locker. It was identified as the stolen property of Mrs. Littleton.
Victor Laszlo: There we go, case closed.
Eugene Meltsner: Not quite.
Victor Laszlo: Oh, for crying out loud. We'll be here until Tuesday.
Eugene Meltsner: When the police nabbed Donald about the bracelet, he said he didn't know how it got in his locker. He also said that he didn't know anything about the Littleton break-in. But later, police matched his fingerprints with those found on the skylight of the house. The kid predictably then confessed to the break-in.
Victor Laszlo: There it is. What's left to be said?
Eugene Meltsner: We must remember that Donald maintained his innocence of stealing the bracelet. Thus, his not-guilty plea. These are the basic facts of the case.
Victor Laszlo: Yeah, great. Let's vote.
Bernard Walton: All right, everyone who thinks he's not guilty raise your hand—
Eugene Meltsner: Excuse me. I would prefer a secret ballot.
Victor Laszlo: Oh, come on!
Eugene Meltsner: It simply reduces the risk of peer pressure becoming a factor in our very important decision-making.
Bernard Walton: Okay, I guess that's what these little slips of paper are for. Just write down your verdict and hand it to me. Okay, everyone's ballot is in, and we have 11 votes of guilty and one vote of... it says "I am undecided at this juncture." I can't read this scrawl. "Undecided at this juncture, but my inclinations are that the defendant is not guilty."
Victor Laszlo: Who thinks he's innocent?
Guest (Female): How can you think that?
Bernard Walton: Looks like we're going to be here longer than we thought.
Eugene Meltsner: This is precisely why I wanted to deliberate more. I am not yet convinced of his guilt.
Victor Laszlo: What do you want, a videotape?
Eugene Meltsner: I'd just like to review the case.
Victor Laszlo: There goes my pot roast. Bernard, you're the foreman. Talk to him.
Bernard Walton: Oh, brother. Not that I would ever wish this on anyone, but we have to listen to Eugene. He's right. All 12 of us have to agree. That's the law.
Victor Laszlo: Fine, I'll be asleep if you need me.
Eugene Meltsner: Very well. Now, let's go over Donald's testimony.
Prosecutor: Donald, you have confessed to breaking into the Littleton house on the night of March 30th. Could you please tell the court why you broke into the house?
Donald: It was part of my initiation into the Mustangs.
Prosecutor: And the Mustangs are—
Donald: A gang.
Prosecutor: Tell us about the initiation.
Donald: To join the gang, they said I had to break into the Littleton house. That was it.
Prosecutor: Obviously, that wasn't it. You had specific instructions.
Donald: Yeah, they said to break in, grab something that could prove I was there, and then go out the front door. But they didn't say anything about a safe.
Prosecutor: Tell us how you got into the house.
Donald: I snuck into the backyard, climbed up the drainpipe onto the roof, and cut open their skylight with a glass cutter.
Prosecutor: Which would explain the fingerprints.
Donald: Yeah, that was pretty embarrassing. I had gloves on, but I couldn't get a good grip on the glass cutter, so I took them off.
Prosecutor: Why did you enter through the skylight? Why not another window or door?
Donald: They've got an alarm system on all the doors and windows.
Prosecutor: How did you know that?
Donald: Joey Littleton, their son, he used to be a friend of mine. I've been to the house. I saw the alarm box and I watched him do the code.
Prosecutor: So you climbed through the skylight and—
Donald: I kind of fell, actually. It was a longer drop than I thought. I fell into the bathtub. It was one of those big ones too, like they have in—
Prosecutor: Then what, Donald?
Donald: I did what I was supposed to do. I went through the house, found a business card, turned off the burglar alarm, and went out the front door. That was the deal, and that was all I did.
Prosecutor: Donald, a month after the break-in, the Littleton's diamond bracelet was found in your school locker. How do you explain that?
Donald: I figure the guys in the gang swiped it from the safe and put it there. They had my combination. It was easy enough.
Prosecutor: Why would they do that to you?
Donald: To frame me because I quit the gang. They probably figured that after I quit, I'd tell the cops everything, so they turned the tables on me.
Prosecutor: Well, that's a convenient explanation. Do you have any proof that they framed you?
Donald: No.
Prosecutor: Donald, I have a serious problem believing you.
Donald: It's the truth.
Prosecutor: Was it also the truth when you told police that you didn't break into the Littleton house?
Donald: No, it wasn't. I just said it because I didn't want to get in trouble.
Prosecutor: I see. You lied to get out of trouble. So you might lie to us now to keep from getting into trouble, right?
Donald: Maybe. But I'm not lying now.
Prosecutor: Why should we believe you?
Donald: Because it's the truth.
Prosecutor: No further questions.
Victor Laszlo: Yeah, right. I believe him, don't you? The kid lied before, he's lying now.
Eugene Meltsner: I agree that his credibility is in question. However, we must consider—
Victor Laszlo: Credibility? What credibility? He's a worthless kid who could use a lesson in personal responsibility.
Guest (Female): Yeah, he didn't sound one bit sorry for breaking into the house. And did you see that tattoo on his wrist? Hey, anybody that would mark up their own body certainly has no respect for other people's property.
Larry: Hey, I have a tattoo.
Guest (Female): Where?
Eugene Meltsner: Here's my question: why wouldn't the gang try to frame Donald by placing the bracelet in his locker, particularly if they had used him to gain entrance to the Littleton house to begin with?
Victor Laszlo: That's assuming an awful lot.
Eugene Meltsner: No, I'm only assuming that he's innocent until proven guilty. Are we not to consider all possibilities before rendering a verdict?
Victor Laszlo: No, we're supposed to consider the facts. The facts are that there was a break-in, a robbery, and the kid got caught with the goods. He's guilty.
Eugene Meltsner: But he didn't get caught with all of the proverbial goods. Where's the money?
Victor Laszlo: He stashed it until he could spend it, or he used part of it to pay you off.
Eugene Meltsner: What? Victor, I resent the accusation.
Victor Laszlo: Why are you on his side then?
Eugene Meltsner: Because it's perfectly plausible that the other gang members found out about the surprise inspection at the high school and put the bracelet in Donald's locker to frame him, to borrow the colloquialism.
Victor Laszlo: That's ridiculous.
Eugene Meltsner: But it's still plausible. The gang certainly had the means and the opportunity to put the bracelet there. They had his combination.
Victor Laszlo: Well, okay then. We can nail the kid on charges of burglary and ignorance.
Bernard Walton: All right, he's definitely no rocket scientist, but that raises another question. Would he be foolish enough to put a diamond bracelet in the school locker himself?
Victor Laszlo: The gang too. Why would they give up an expensive bracelet just to frame this kid?
Eugene Meltsner: Exactly. Putting myself in the place of the gang, I suspect it would be better to lose the bracelet to cover their crime than to be caught and give up all that money.
Victor Laszlo: But you're not in the place of the gang. You're in the jury.
Juror: Unfortunately. We can't know everything that happened. Why can't we just go with what obviously happened?
Eugene Meltsner: Because what happened isn't so obvious, which is why I remain in the proverbial shadow of a reasonable doubt. There are just too many unanswered questions.
Bernard Walton: We can't answer them all, Eugene.
Eugene Meltsner: But we must be able to answer enough to render a verdict.
Victor Laszlo: Meaning?
Eugene Meltsner: Meaning that I plan to reinvestigate every word of this case until I come to a firm conclusion.
Bernard Walton: There is nothing worse than cold pot roast. Nothing. The gravy gets all rubbery. Could you please pass those transcripts to this end of the table? That's it. Take a break.
Eugene Meltsner: There's a page missing from the transcript. Does anybody... oh, never mind.
Guest (Male): Hey, anybody want some of my cashews? I'm allergic.
Guest (Male): Why'd you get cashew chicken then?
Guest (Male): I like it.
Guest (Male): Why not just get chicken?
Guest (Male): Because the cashews give it a nice flavor.
Guest (Male): But you're allergic to cashews. Never mind.
Victor Laszlo: Cut it out, will you? I have a headache.
Guest (Male): Well, pardon me, but if Tattoo Tommy over here feels he has to criticize menu choices—
Larry: My name's Larry.
Guest (Male): Tattoo Larry then. What page are you on there, Eugene?
Eugene Meltsner: Oh, 46.
Guest (Male): That's progress. You were on 42 half an hour ago. Listen, Bernard.
Bernard Walton: Yeah?
Guest (Male): You know Eugene, don't you?
Bernard Walton: Eugene? Yeah, I've seen him around.
Guest (Male): Well, what's it going to take to get him to change his mind?
Bernard Walton: Surgery. Eugene, how long are you going to keep this up? Are we going to have to look at a breakfast menu pretty soon?
Eugene Meltsner: Well, there's quite a lot of evidence to consider.
Victor Laszlo: Hold on, forget the evidence for a minute, okay? Listen to me. The kid broke into the house. He admits that. If we let the kid go, he'll get a slap on the wrist for breaking and entering. Now, do you want that?
Eugene Meltsner: Well, certainly not. But—
Victor Laszlo: Aren't you tired of these gangs running around getting away with this kind of stuff? Why don't we convict this kid and show the rest of them that they can't do it? Come on, let's send a message.
Eugene Meltsner: And if he's innocent?
Victor Laszlo: That's the price he pays for hanging around with criminals. And if we let criminals roam around free, then pretty soon this whole town will be scared to walk the streets alone. Is that what you want for our town?
Eugene Meltsner: I'm sorry, Victor, but what I want is irrelevant to what we've been called here to do: discern the truth and render a fair verdict. Yes, I'd like to send a message, but the message I want to send is our system of justice works.
Victor Laszlo: Oh boy, what a guy. What a patriot. Truth, justice, and the American way. Yes, we all admire you, Eugene Superman—
Eugene Meltsner: Meltsner.
Victor Laszlo: You're nothing but an arrogant little do-gooder who wants to—
Bernard Walton: Now hold it, wait a minute! I won't have any name-calling in here, you bonehead. Now listen, settle down. We're all tired and we need to relax. Eugene, could I talk to you in private?
Eugene Meltsner: Of course. Yes, Mr. Walton?
Bernard Walton: Yeah. Are you any closer to making a decision or should I call the riot police?
Eugene Meltsner: I'm trying, Mr. Walton.
Bernard Walton: You sure are. What's it going to take, huh? Do you really think he's innocent?
Eugene Meltsner: I honestly don't know. And that's why I must continue to study the evidence.
Bernard Walton: Eugene, listen. We've got to get back to what we know and come up with a verdict.
Eugene Meltsner: You're absolutely right, Mr. Walton. I would now like to discuss Mrs. Littleton's testimony, if you please.
Victor Laszlo: Okay, great. This is good. The lady said that the alarm was turned off at 8:13 the night before. Go back to the testimony of the clerk at the convenience store. What time did he say he saw Donald?
Bernard Walton: Wasn't it 5:30?
Eugene Meltsner: Right here, yes. 5:30 PM.
Victor Laszlo: And we have testimony from his family and a neighbor that he got in that night at what time?
Eugene Meltsner: 9:00 PM.
Victor Laszlo: So there's a three-and-a-half-hour time gap where nobody knows where he was. Plenty of time to get in the house, burn through the safe, steal the goods, turn off the alarm, get out, and go home.
Eugene Meltsner: Yes, I agree that a professional could have accomplished so much in that allotment of time. But this is a teenage boy with no prior record of burglary. Let's consider the testimony of the locksmith.
Prosecutor: Mr. Sanders, how much experience do you have in the locksmith business?
Mr. Sanders: 14 years.
Prosecutor: So as an experienced locksmith, I would assume you know many of the techniques of burglars so you can discover ways to foil them, correct?
Mr. Sanders: Yeah, something like that.
Prosecutor: Mr. Sanders, how difficult is it to torch through a safe?
Mr. Sanders: Depends on what kind of safe it is—what it's made of, the thickness of the doors and sides—but it'd be pretty difficult in any case.
Prosecutor: Could an amateur perform this task?
Mr. Sanders: Probably not.
Prosecutor: Mr. Sanders, there was water on the carpet of the closet where the safe was located. Can you explain that?
Mr. Sanders: When you torch a safe, you have to keep the area cool so you don't burn up the money inside. Whoever did this job probably sprayed water into the hole every couple of minutes.
Prosecutor: So would you assume that the people who did this job were professional?
Mr. Sanders: Oh yeah, they knew what they were doing.
Prosecutor: Thank you. No more questions, Your Honor.
Defense Attorney: Mr. Sanders, if someone was good—a professional, let's say—how long would it take him to torch through a house safe?
Mr. Sanders: 15 minutes for some, an hour, maybe three hours for others, depends on the safe.
Defense Attorney: But three would be about the limit?
Mr. Sanders: Well, the Littletons own a safe made by the Donovan Company, which I don't sell because they're so inferior—
Defense Attorney: Mr. Sanders?
Mr. Sanders: I'd say three would be the limit.
Defense Attorney: Thank you, I have no more questions.
Eugene Meltsner: Now how would a boy this age get to be a professional burglar? How could he learn such a thing?
Victor Laszlo: Who knows where these gangs learn how to be criminals? He knew enough to get inside the house, didn't he?
Eugene Meltsner: Well, let me get this straight. Mrs. Littleton said that the floor was covered with water.
Guest (Male): Wait a minute, back up a bit. Where do you get that Mrs. Littleton said the floor was covered with water?
Guest (Female): She said it.
Juror: Yeah, she said it. I remember.
Eugene Meltsner: In the transcripts, Mrs. Littleton said, "The floor was covered with water." That doesn't make sense. You only spray a little bit of water into the hole when you're trying to cool it down. To actually cover the floor with water, you'd have to be torching for a really long time.
Guest (Male): Or be incompetent.
Eugene Meltsner: What kind of safe was it? There should be a picture in the evidence box over there.
Guest (Female): Here it is.
Mr. Goodrich: Hang on.
Guest (Male): What?
Mr. Goodrich: Read the transcripts when the prosecutor asks Sanders how long it would take to burn through a safe.
Eugene Meltsner: Yes, sir. Paraphrasing, prosecuting attorney asks Mr. Sanders how long it would take a professional to torch through a house safe. Mr. Sanders said it depends on the safe: 15 minutes for some, an hour, maybe three for others.
Mr. Goodrich: And he said three hours for the Littleton's safe. Oh, you know Sanders wouldn't know a good safe with both hands and a flashlight. He's been competing with my family for years.
Victor Laszlo: Oh, so you're Mr. Expert now?
Mr. Goodrich: I told you I know this stuff. Look at this picture. It's a Donovan safe all right, but it isn't a house safe at all.
Victor Laszlo: What?
Mr. Goodrich: It's one of those safes used by department stores and restaurants.
Eugene Meltsner: Restaurants. These things are expensive. I've never seen anybody put one of these in their homes.
Mr. Goodrich: Except perhaps the owner of the famous Littleton restaurant chain. Right. The point is, it's a whole lot harder to break into one of these than a regular house safe. They're thicker. There isn't a chance in the world the kid could have torched through it in a few minutes or even three hours.
Eugene Meltsner: Well, how long would it take?
Mr. Goodrich: Six to eight hours, at least. Plus, the kid would have had to lug a bunch of huge gas tanks into the house. He couldn't have done it alone.
Eugene Meltsner: Are you sure?
Mr. Goodrich: Positive. Just call the Donovan Safe Company or my father. But I'm telling you, it's true. Somebody messed up here.
Eugene Meltsner: Then that's it. If it takes six to eight hours to break into the safe, then Donald couldn't have done it. He was seen at the convenience store at 5:30 and he was home by 9:00.
Bernard Walton: Hey, that's only three and a half hours.
Guest (Male): Amazing. Then he didn't do it.
Guest (Female): The tattoo boy didn't do it after all.
Victor Laszlo: Now hold it, hold it! You Sherlock Holmes are forgetting all the other evidence.
Eugene Meltsner: What other evidence?
Guest (Female): I guess I'm changing my vote.
Guest (Male): Me too.
Guest (Male): I'm afraid I'm going to have to change my vote too. Who else?
Victor Laszlo: Now hold it! I don't get it.
Eugene Meltsner: What is there not to get, Mr. Laszlo?
Victor Laszlo: The kid's guilty!
Bernard Walton: Victor, we now have 11 votes not guilty and one vote guilty. The floor is yours. Make your case.
Victor Laszlo: Okay, all right. Let me think. I got it. It's the most obvious thing in the world. The gang sent him to break into the house and open the door so they could burn into the safe.
Eugene Meltsner: And then they let him go home?
Victor Laszlo: Yes! They didn't have him stay to be a lookout, didn't have him help lug in the gas tanks, they just let him go home. He did his part of the job and that was it.
Victor Laszlo: Well, yeah, he was an accessory.
Eugene Meltsner: We're back to guessing. And I still have a reasonable doubt now. And the law says if you have a reasonable doubt about the defendant's guilt, then your verdict has to be not guilty.
Victor Laszlo: I don't understand. Don't you people really want to get this kid? Don't you have any sense of community standards, of real justice?
Eugene Meltsner: I understand your feelings, but—
Victor Laszlo: You don't understand anything. You're all so smug, wallowing in your victory. You don't even care that you're letting a kid go without the punishment he deserves. Well, I know from personal experience that what this kid needs is punishment.
Eugene Meltsner: Personal experience?
Victor Laszlo: Yes! I used to coach a city soccer team. He was one of my players. He never wanted to be there, never practiced, back-talked when I told him to do something. He was such a loser. And then the other kids' things started disappearing. I knew it was him. He was swiping the stuff. But could I do anything about it? No. Don't you see? Kids like him need straightening out. They need discipline, a firm hand. We've got a chance to give him that and you're messing it up. How else are kids like him going to learn?
Eugene Meltsner: Victor, when we were selected for this jury, we were asked if we had any prior interaction with the defendant. We—you—said no.
Victor Laszlo: Well, I forgot.
Bernard Walton: Larry, knock for the bailiff, will you?
Victor Laszlo: What are you doing?
Eugene Meltsner: Previous experience with a defendant can prejudice us against the truth of a case. We're supposed to be fair and impartial. We have to put aside our prejudices and deal with the truth. In essence, that's what we're here to do: not to punish an innocent young man simply because we think he needs it. We're here to figure out the truth and render a verdict. Now, perhaps Donald does need to be disciplined, and I agree that this could be a great lesson for him, but we are not the ones to do it—not this way, not at the expense of the truth.
Victor Laszlo: Oh, you're so high and mighty about the truth.
Eugene Meltsner: It might have helped if you were, Victor.
Bailiff: You need something?
Bernard Walton: Yeah, we seem to have a mistrial here.
Bailiff: Why?
Bernard Walton: One of us just disqualified this jury from rendering a verdict. You better tell the judge.
Bailiff: Okay, but he won't be too happy about it.
Bernard Walton: Yeah, none of us are either. Ah, fresh air. Almost forgot what it was.
Eugene Meltsner: Indeed.
Bernard Walton: Well, Eugene, you satisfied?
Eugene Meltsner: Satisfied? Not entirely. Donald will probably have to be tried all over again.
Bernard Walton: Well, yeah, but now he's got a better chance of getting a fair trial. All your notes were passed on to the prosecution. Now I get the impression they're going to reinvestigate the case. Maybe they'll catch the ones who really did it.
Eugene Meltsner: Perhaps they will.
Bernard Walton: I've been putting off saying it because it makes my scalp itch, but I was proud of you, Eugene. What you did in there was awfully... well, what I'm trying to say is you did all right.
Eugene Meltsner: Well, thank you, Mr. Walton.
Bernard Walton: Yeah, there, I said it. Now, you hungry?
Eugene Meltsner: Actually, yes.
Bernard Walton: You like pot roast?
Eugene Meltsner: Marginally.
Bernard Walton: Even though this means sacrificing some of mine, why don't you come on over and have a bite? Sometimes it's better with the second warm-up.
Eugene Meltsner: Well, I'll take your word for it.
Bernard Walton: And Eugene?
Eugene Meltsner: Hmm?
Bernard Walton: The next time you nominate me as the foreman of anything, our friendship is over. Understood?
Eugene Meltsner: Understood.
Chris: The 59th chapter of Isaiah presents the nation of Israel confessing its sins before God. What did the writer say? "Justice is turned back, and righteousness stands far away; for truth has stumbled in the street, and it was displeased in God's sight that there was no justice." Throughout the Bible, God repeatedly says how truth and justice work hand in hand to strengthen us as individuals, as communities, and even as entire nations. But there can be no justice if people don't stand up for the truth. Eugene demonstrated in the jury room how important it was to stay firm for truth so that justice might be served. And I think it's something we should do too. Whether it's at home, at school, or wherever you may be, we must stand firm for what's true, even if it means great risk to us. For God says in Micah 6:8 what he wants of us: to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with God. That's something we should all work towards. Well, that's it for now. If you ever want to write to us, just send your card or letter to Adventures in Odyssey, Colorado Springs, Colorado, 80995. In Canada, write to PO Box 9800, Vancouver, BC, V6B 4G3. And when you write, don't forget to ask for your own copy of today's episode. It's called "Blind Justice." Adventures in Odyssey is a presentation of Focus on the Family. "Blind Justice" was written by Marshal Younger and directed by Paul McCusker. Our production engineer was Todd Busteed, and our executive producer was Chuck Bolte. And I'm Chris. Hoping you'll join us again next time for more Adventures in Odyssey.