Death Row.

I just wanna say sorry to the Hendersons. I know I can’t take back what I did, and it was really just a mistake. I’m sure your daughter could’ve grown up to be something special. I guess y’all being here will make you feel better. Marcel, little bro, don’t worry about me; I’m going with God now. Warden, you’re alright. Mama, I know I’m not your shining star. They fed me pork chops and pancakes and steak and bacon. At least you know I’m going to God with a full belly. Ok, thank you, I’m ready now, Warden.