Is my mom here?
It's just us. You and us.
Who were you in the park with?
I don't know names.
I just got lost.
Where did you see the lady? What lady?
The female jogger was severely beaten and raped.
Every black male who's in the park last night is a suspect.
I need all of them.
What's going on with my son?
Your son was involved in the rape in Central Park.
No. No, that's not possible. No. Wait a minute. Wait a second...
They saw you rape the lady.
I didn't see a lady or hit anyone.
I didn't see any lady.
Kevin.
I didn't see any lady.
I wanna see my son right now. Right now.
Whatever they said I did, I didn't. I know.
Nothing these boys state matches the central facts of the crime.
All we need is for one to tie this whole thing together.
These tapes are not as clean as the state would have you believe.
There is injustice happening here.
There is not one shred of evidence...
Imagine the frenzy of these teenagers, ripping off her clothes.
They are innocent of these crimes. They are guilty.
... to the count of assault, and to the count of rioting
and to the count of attempted murder...
Why are they doing us like this? What other way they ever do us?
I've been having these dreams. I keep hearing these footsteps.
And they're coming closer and closer.
That's me, coming to bring you home.
They said if I went along with it,
that I could go home, and that's all I wanted.
The police will do anything.
Lie on us. They will lock us up. They will kill us.
This is my life.
I don't think we should admit to something that we didn't do.
Okay, you keep fighting.