Thank you very much, Your Honor,
and a good afternoon to you.
The narrative of this case up to this point has been very, very simple.
A group of, uh, bungling, incompetent cops from a small town in upstate New York
on a razor-thin amount of evidence...
brought a case against a man
perhaps insidiously motivated by the color of his skin.
Great TV, great theater,
but ultimately it's not about tunnel vision,
rush to judgment, the defendant's race.
It's about 30 minutes in Potsdam...
4:53 P.M. To 5:23 P.M. on Monday, October 24th, 2011.
2011年10月24日 星期一 下午4:53-5:23这段时间
The death of a child is always tragic.
There is pain and grief, and there is sorrow.
And with that pain and sorrow,
there is naturally a cry for justice,
a cry for someone to be held accountable,
but it must be the right person.
My boyfriend and I went to Potsdam to both attend college,
and I felt right at home, right away, the first year.
It was very homey.
It was very simple,
that small-town feel where everybody knows everybody,
and you just live your daily life.
We found our apartment at 100 Market Street
at the beginning of the summer of 2010.
It was not like your typical college apartment.
It was clean, it looked like you could live in it,
and it was homey,
and, uh, the whole building was well-kept,
and it felt very safe.
You're sharing a wall with somebody,
so we could hear the muffled noises,
but I didn't really know a lot
about what was going on on the other side,
and I knew that there was two young boys.
Definitely could hear a skateboard
going down the hallway sometimes,
some footsteps, some... you know,
you could hear them talking back and forth.
We knew we really didn't have much in common with them...
two boys that were 12 and younger,
and a single mother.
Us two college kids,
we didn't really have too much to talk about.
I'd seen Garrett,
and I believe it was his little brother with him,
on their little scooters in the front parking lot, driving all around.
Andrew and I started dating.
He lived with his parents
at 100 Market Street apartments in the back building.
It's cozy, quiet,
and everybody knows everybody.
I feel like now we have a connection with this family
that we don't even know,
we'll always have that.
It was just a normal day.
I actually came home
earlier than I was normally coming home at that time.
I arrived home around 4:15, 4:20,
and we started to cook dinner.
Actually, Sean cooked dinner.
The whole process took about half an hour,
so, about 5:00, everything got plated up,
所以 大概五点的时候 一切都准备就绪
and we went into our bedroom to eat and watch a TV show.
We watched Dexter.
We're big fans.
It was around 5:00, right before dinnertime.
We were outside of the back building,
changing Andrew's tire.
He was down on the ground.
We were standing there.
He was underneath the car with a jack, lifting it up.
While Andrew was underneath the car,
I kept hearing multiple noises,
could not figure out what it was.
I kept looking up there.
Couldn't see anything.
While we were watching the show and eating,
we weren't really chitchatting anymore,
so we were just listening to the show,
and that's when we heard the running and, um, the crash.
There was silence after the crash,
and a few seconds later,
uh, we heard a moan for help,
and it sounded like either ow or no.
It was definitely a child's voice,
but it sounded scared
and it sounded, you know, muffled through the wall,
but I could hear that word help,
and I will never forget that word.
Just... it sounded scared.
This isn't really the time to ignore it
and just think nothing happened.
When I knocked on the door of the other apartment...
When I knocked on the other door,
I heard a slight noise behind the door.
I couldn't tell you what it was,
But then I heard a click,
and it was one of those things where my mind
instantly knew that it was a lock clicking.
She turned around immediately,
and I could see in her eyes
that she was not comfortable
with whatever it was she heard or felt.
Potsdam Police, Dispatcher Snyder.
Hi, um, my name is Marissa Vogel, and...
Where do you live?
Sorry, 100 Market Street,
North Country Manor Apartments.
Okay, I'll have somebody check on it.
Thank you so much. Thank you,
Within a few minutes,
a police officer had arrived on the scene.
We heard him walk up the stairs,
knock on the door to the other apartment.
Hi, is this Rick Dumas?
Yes, it is.
They do have an emergency in that location.
Could you assist me by going down
and waving down the rescue squad as they arrived?
Yes, I could do that. Thank you very much.
I believe they left the door open