[ No Audible Dialogue ]
[ Man #1 ] Um, is there an... "H"?
[ Man #2 ] Yes, there's an "H."
There's an "H" right here. Good. There you go.
"C," "R," "M," "E," and...
"P" "S," "H," "N," "T."
- Mm-hmm. - Um, hmm.
"Crme and Pshnt."
- No. - Shoot. Uh--
[ Man #2 ] Come on now. Try it again.
Chrome and "passion-ment!" I don't know.
Come on, Bradshaw! It's Crime and Punishment!
- It's a book! - I don't read no books.
- What do they teach you in school? - Pledge Allegiance.
[ Man ] Reception, this is tower.
Inmate coining in. Petersen, Eric David.
Number 49292.
One State Marshal escort accompanying.
- Roger, Tower, we copy. - [ Laughs ] Petersen's back.
[ Buzzer Buzzes ]
- [ Thunder Rumbles ] - [ Door Closes ]
Hi, guys. That road's just about gone!
- Got one coming home. - [ Bradshaw Chuckles ] Not for long.
Hey, Petersen!
I guess that little heart-to-heart you had...
with the governor didn't cut much ice.
Well, it's good to see we finally got a governor...
who ain't gonna let a killer get off without paying in full.
Knock it off, Bradshaw.
[ Thunder Rumbles ]
All right. It's after 11:00. The Row's locked down for the night.
We're gonna have to put you in D-Unit till morning.
Here.
Come on in.
[ Jingling ]
What'd he do, anyway?
Well, hell, he's the guy that did that armored-car holdup couple years back.
The one where that guard got wasted.
- Well, tomorrow'll be his turn. - Yep.
Is there anybody you want me to contact? Anybody you want to see?
Can I call somebody for you?
Look, just shut up and leave me alone.
Tomorrow night, they pull the switch. I'm gone.
And the world keeps spinning.
Everybody's life means something.
Yeah? Well, mine never did.
[ Doors Slamming ]
Donnelly?
[ Buzzes ]
Well, lookee here.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Chains Jingle ]
Now that's a single room, right, Mr. Petersen?
For one night. [ Chuckles ]
Come on, Petersen! Go for it!
[ Keys Jingle ]
[ Unlocks ]
Open it.
Sleep tight.
[ Match Flares ]
[ Thunder Rumbles ]
[ Mug Clatters ]
[ Buzzer Buzzes ]
[ Muttering ]
Hurry.
[ Whispering ] Come on. Come on. Come on.
- Who the hell are you? - I'm with you.
Just keep your mouth shut.
[ Man ] Come on. Hurry!
Come on. Come on!
- Come on! Get! - Go! Go!
Damn lightning!
- Go! Go! - [ Screams ]
- [ Siren Wails ] - Go! Go!
- Come on, guys. - Go! Go! Go!
- [ Wailing Continues ] - [ Chattering ]
[ Gunfire ]
[ Shouts ]
- [ Gunshot ] - [ Shouts ]
[ Shouts ]
[ Gunfire Continues ]
[ Screams ]
All are sedated, and most have only superficial wounds.
But Fowler has multiple gunshot wounds to the abdomen.
I've stabilized him as much as possible.
Without emergency surgery, my guess is he's gonna be gone in 30 minutes.
[ Gasping ]
[ Ragged Breathing ]
- Help. - Hey. Hey, cool it, man.
Hey, what are you-- Hey, lay down!
Hey, hey. [ Zaps ] Man, wha--
Hey, hey. Lay down.
Lay down. [ Zaps ]
Wha-- Wha--
- Petersen! - Huh?
What happened here?
- What did you do? - I-- I don't know.
Don't know? What do you mean? What do you mean you don't know?
- I don't know! - What the--
There's no pain.
There's no pain in my leg.
[ Chuckles ] What did you do?
[ Chuckling ] There's no pain in my leg!
I didn't do nothing.
- You fixed it! - I swear I didn't.
I didn't do nothin'.
Now listen. He pressed his hands against Fowler's body,
and there was this charge of electricity-- of-of energy.
In a few seconds, the man was healed!
I'm telling you. His-- His guts were falling out...
and Petersen put him back together.
You saw him, Doc! Right?
I mean-- I mean, look at him!
And look at me.
Twenty years with a hunk of shrapnel...
twisted in the muscles of this leg...
and now it's gone.
He fixed my leg!
- Meadows, I'm glad you think you feel better. - I don't just think!
But your claim that this man heals with a touch--
It's not just a claim.
Here, watch. Come over here.
Here.
Hi, Johnny. How's the arthritis today?
It's bad. Hurts like hell most of the time.
Petersen, come on.
No. No. [ Panting ]
I-- I don't understand what's going on.
But I am not gonna put on a show for him!
You are not gonna change your mind about me.
[ Panting ]
Look, God or devil,
I didn't ask to be able to do this.
I just want-- I just want to go back to my cell...
and be left alone until my time tomorrow.
Don't do it to show him.
Do it to help Johnny.
Good God, man, if you can stop this pain,
please, stop the hurting.
You can help him. Come on.
[ Sighs ]
Come on. You can help him. You have to help him.
That's it.
[ Zaps ]
[ Laughs ]
My hands! Look at my hands!
I got new hands!
Look at my hands!
[ Laughing ]
[ Meadows ] Warden, the man's touch can heal.
You saw it for yourself.
He may've taken a life four years ago, but now he can give life.
You can't let him die.
You've got to call the governor.
[ Man ] Come on, brother! Heal me, man!
- Petersen! Come on! - Come on! Touch me, man!
- Got to help me, man. - What do they want from me?
I just wish they'd leave me alone.
Leave you alone? They can't leave you alone.
Not now. You have a gift.
[ Water Running ]
Life is just full of surprises. That's all.
[ Sniffs ]
Why? Why me? Why now?
I don't have an answer for that one.
I mean this-- this-- this power belongs with someone on the outside,
not somebody in here waitin' to die.
You know, maybe--
Maybe you're not supposed to go around healing the whole world.
Just help as many as you can.
What? These guys?
You saw the look on Johnny's face when you touched him,
when you took away the pain.
Yeah, and what good is it gonna do him?
Do as much as you can for the others in the time you have.
Just take away the pain.
Petersen, Warden wants to see you.
[ Door Locks ]
Sit down.
We both know since you've arrived here,
that I've done everything in my power...
to block commutation of your sentence.
I've spoken against you...
both to the prison commission and the governor.
You see, I believe in capital punishment.
- That hasn't changed. - [ Chuckles ]
I'll be honest with you.
I don't know if there's anything I can do to help you.
But I'll call the governor today.
I'll even make a statement to the press if I have to.
And I give you my solemn promise...
that I will do everything in the time remaining... to try and save you.
Honey.
This is my daughter. She's six years old.
She's been blind the last four.
Daddy, who's this?
Well, sweetheart, this is, uh--
A friend. I'm a friend of your father's.
My name's Casey. What's yours?
Eric. My name's Eric.
I'll do all that I can, Eric.
I mean, you understand, I can't promise you anything.
[ Whispers ] It's okay.
It's okay, sweetheart.
[ Zapping ]
[ Men Shouting, Overlapping ] Petersen! Petersen!
Just a flash, right here.
- Over here. - Touch me, man.
[ Shouting, Indistinct ]
I appreciate that, Governor.
Yeah. But we're talking about minutes now.
I have statements from ten witnesses who saw it, from beginning to end.
I know. I know.
You know my position on that.
But these are extraordinary circumstances.
"Thou, fool, that which thou sowest is not quickened,
except it die."
[ Petersen ] What time is it, Father?
11:48.
Twelve minutes.
You've done an awful lot of good today, Eric. A lot of good.
I did, didn't I?
[ Clanks ]
Uh, Eric,
I'm sorry.
It's funny.
All of a sudden, I'm not so, uh,
interested in being alone.
[ Doors Slamming ]
[ Ragged Breathing ]
[ Clock Chimes ]
[ Electricity Whirs ]
I'm sorry, Petersen.
[ Clears Throat ]
It's just not fair.
[ Clears Throat ]
I mean, all the people you could've helped.
- It's just not right. - [ Zaps ]
My God!
[ Zapping ]
Hey! Come here! Come here. Come here.
Hurry! Come over here!
Weren't you in the line up this morning? With the arm?
- Yes. - All right.
Touch his arm.
[ Puts Down Object ]
- Come on. - Isn't that--
Yes, he is. Grab his arm.
Come on! Come on!
- Open it up, Donnelly. - What's going on, Meadows?
Open up. Open up the block.
No way, man! Not a chance!
For once in your life, just do something right.
[ Buzzes ]
Get hold of him. Touch him.
- Come on, you guys. - What are you talking about?
Just grab a piece. Hold on. That's it. That's it.
Touch him. Come on. Everybody.
You too. Touch.
Just hold him. Touch him.
Everybody.
[ Zapping ]
What the hell is goin' on here?
My God.
What on earth do we do now?