There was 25 years of provocation. I'm not contending this homicide was justified. It was a crime. He offered to plead guilty to voluntary manslaughter.

Nobody's guilty. There wasn't a crime.

She was extremely abusive, hurtful and dangerous.

When it was over he (Freeman) thanked me for doing a good job. I did the best I could, but obviously that was not good enough. All that matters is this man may spend the rest of his life in jail.

You can run from the past, but it always catches up with you.

Do we identify with a criminal in that we too secretly long to be judged? Popularly, being ‘judgemental’ is ill thought of and resented. But what if we want our deeds, our natures, our very souls to be summed up and evaluated? A line to be drawn under our acts to date? A punishment declared, amends made, the slate wiped clean? A born-again Christian, trying to explain his new sense of freedom, once said to me, "All my debts are paid".