00:00You were at homicide before?
00:04I'm sick of their eyes.
00:08Even when they're dead, they're looking at you and wanting answers.
00:12Dead don't need answers.
00:14They're dead.
00:18My son laid in the cold, in pain, for hours.
00:24And whoever did this is free.
00:30No one saw you, right?
00:34You keep your mouth shut.
00:36Anyone asks you what you're doing in the park, you tell them your job.
00:39It was an accident.
00:41A white cop and a black kid?
00:43I don't fucking accidents anymore.
00:48A black teenager was left out in the cold to die.
00:50No one cares about Brenton Butler.
00:52His life does not factor into the equation of this city.
01:00I'm doing my job.
01:02Job's locking up other cops now.
01:04I didn't become a cop to break the rules.
01:07I'm gonna turn myself in.
01:09You're a good cop.
01:11You and me, we're a dying breed.
01:13And we take care of our own.
01:15I want you to think about what kind of father you'd be behind bars.
01:19They're not gonna stop until you put them away.
01:32You never know what happened.
01:36And the only one you might ever know is God.
01:40God didn't run my son down in the street and leave him to die.
01:49A man did that.
02:10God raw you or whoever was.
02:11He did that.
02:12He prepared for him to be helpless.
02:14And you'll have a victory.
02:15So protect his body from my Thereof.
02:16I don't think about nothing.
02:17Don't forget that.
02:18Get you down in the street.
02:19That's fine.
02:20You buried him?
02:21That's work.
02:22That's how you're doing.
02:23That's dangerous.
02:24I should do my best I can.
02:25You did that.
02:26A度 was fine.
02:27I did that.
02:28I don't think about what kind of father-zame kind of feels like.
02:29You got away this.
02:30A woman's stomach did!
02:31I'm still allergic to those things.
02:32And I's lonely.
02:33I made it to myself.
02:35Shit, the body weight.
02:36I was a self-creator element.
