let's take the old man who lived on the second floor rightunderneath the room where the murder took place. At ten minutes after twelve on the night of the killing heheard loud noises in the upstairs apartment. He said it sounded like a fight. Then he heard the kid say to hisfather, "I'm gonna kill you.!” A second later he heard a body falling, and he ran to the door of his apartment,looked out, and saw the kid running down the stairs and out of the house. Then he called the police. They foundthe father with a knife in his chest.

A kid kills his father. Bing! Just like that. Well, it's the element.They let the kids run wild. Maybe it serves ‘em right.

NO. 5: I never knew they locked the door.NO. 10: (blowing nose). Sure, they lock the door. What did you think?NO. 5: I don't know. It just never occurred to me.

This is the jury room in the county criminal court of a largeEastern city. It is about 4:00 P.M. The room is furnished with a long conference table and a dozen chairs. Thewalls are bare, drab and badly in need of a fresh coat of paint. Along one wall is a row of windows, which lookout on the skyline of the city's financial district. High on another wall is an electric clock. A washroom opens offthe jury room. In one corner of the room is a water fountain. On the table are pads, pencils, and ashtrays. Oneof the windows is open. Papers blow across the table and onto the floor as the door opens. Lettered on theoutside of the door are the words "Jury Room".