DA Harvey Davis

Ada tucks him in, sits next to him, checks her watch.

Ada picks up a cloth hood from the nightstand.

Ada connects a tube to the helium tank, turns a valve on the tank.

Ada sits on the bed with Teddy, holds his hand.

Ada checks Teddy's pulse, strokes his hair, and kisses his cheek, then lays her head on his chest and sobs.

Ada removes a yellow balloon from a package and uses the tank to fill it.

Back to scene.

Her voice breaks, but she keeps going.

A juror fumbles for a tissue.

Alexis waits a moment before continuing.

Tears fall freely down her face.

Ada looks out into the gallery.

In the front row, she sees her 24-year-old self with infant Teddy in her arms as she coos to him and lulls him to sleep and brings him to her chest, kisses the top of his head, breathes deep in contentment.

Alexis steps closer to Ada, puts her hand on the rail of the witness box.

Ada.

No more questions.

Your witness?

She walks back to her seat.

Dana stands, straightens her jacket, steps around to the front of the prosecution table.

Exterior, Ada's house, day.