Hamlet: "The rest is silence."
Pot-man who fitfully smacks a plant pot over: "Thwack"

'His offense, honesty!', and how you only have family if you offend them with truth. I'd probably enjoy this performance more if Edmund was less of a crackhead but still very nice.

I'll ship off to the world of unbridled cacophony soon. You gotta keep up the appearance of being methodical until it's no longer necessary.

Sure, humans are fallible, their memories fail them, and in their fallibility they've allegedly built the best society they could (or so they thought). Is that an excuse for the justice system to be as shit as it is now? Hardly. Very chilling to be reminded from someone else exactly how my life means nothing.
One of the best documentaries; the way the re-enactments vary over the course of the new and faulty storytelling and testimonies is great.