Episode: Redrum Episode Number: 8x03 Tagline: The Truth is Out There
Tall Guard (to Martin Wells): It's time. ---
Doggett: Press got word you're taking him out the Groves Street exit. It looks like Woodstock out there. ---
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...
Martin Wells: Vicky. My wife. This isn't happening. This is not happening. ---
Janet Wilson: Now, we drew Judge Kinberg. What's your relationship
Martin Wells: Al?
Bailiff: Circuit court, Department 6-B is now in session, the Honorable
Benjamin Kinberg presiding. Thursday, the seventh day of December.
Judge Benjamin 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. (pointing to Al) He'll kill me. ---
Scully: Are you saying that you don't remember? What is the last
thing that you do remember?
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.
Martin Wells: I don't understand any of this. But I did not... kill
Brent Tufeld: We're going to beat this thing. Guaranteed. Martin,
I have here one of the finest criminal defense specialists in the country.
I want you to meet... (Martin Wells turns to Janet Wilson.)
Martin Wells: Do I know you?
Fellow Prisoner: I broke the law. Well, then, I guess that makes you "Wife Killer, Esq."---
Martin Wells (to Scully): This is the day we meet... 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. ---
Scully: Mr. Wells, are you saying that you don't remember the day
that your wife was murdered? I'm talking about two days ago, Monday.
Martin Wells: I'm not looking for technicalities.
Martin Wells: So that makes today... Tuesday, the day after the
murder. John...I know who did it now.
Doggett: ...the sun. Your wife comes home before the murderer enters
the building at 4:17 AM. Her time of death is fixed shortly after that,
well before sunrise. You came home later…when the sun was already up.
Martin Wells: Trina, you knew about the Nanny-cam, didn't you? You
told the killer about it. You must have given him my key card, too.
Doggett: His name is Cesar Ocampo. He's got a full sheet…assault and narcotics. He knows the drill. He's a clam. ---
Martin Wells: Why?
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: My brother was a busboy when you sent him up. He had two strikes on him. He wasn't dealing no more. You sent him up for who he used to be...and 'cause it was easy. You broke the law. ---
Cesar Ocampo: My brother is dead. Hung himself in a jail cell a couple weeks ago. ---
Doggett: I'm sorry, Martin. I tried to talk them out of it, but they think they have a case. ---
Martin Wells: John, I need your help.
Martin Wells: I haven't got time to explain it. You wouldn't believe
Martin Wells: (voiceover) The passage of time in prisons is not in a cell of brick and mortar but in one of hopes dashed 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. ---
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