BDLR: And you don’t appear to be under any kind of drugs or anything, is that correct?
Dee Dee: Nuh…[mumbling]
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BDLR: OK, and he was a good guy, wasn’t he?
Dee Dee: Yeah…sumpin’…
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Not only is BDLR putting words in her mouth, she’s continually contradicting herself. Any competent attorney would slaughter her testimony merely by calling attention to all of its contradictions and to BDLR’s pathetic and unethical attempts to shape Dee Dee’s answers.
So we are now to believe that immediately after the “bump,” which had something to do with grass, the phone call ended and Dee Dee heard no more from Martin, nor did she hear any screaming or a gunshot. But upon prompting by BDLR, Dee Dee now can hear—because of headphones or something—”a little bit,” like “get off some stuff.” And Dee Dee could not hear Martin saying that—she said it twice—but BDLR turns it around and gets her to say that she could hear Martin saying it: “That’s why I was calling his name.”
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UPDATE, 03-12-13, 1740 CST: Notice that Dee Dee essentially says that the phone went dead after the–bumping”–whatever that was–that she tried to call Martin back 2-3 times, but never again spoke with him. Yet, she is saying that she heard Martin saying “get off”–possibly repeatedly–through a dead phone, or headphones attached to a dead phone. BDLR, of course, does not follow up on this physics-defying contention.
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BDLR: Did Trayvon ever say, ‘The guy’s coming at me…he’s going to hit me?”
Dee Dee: …yeah…you could say that.
I suspect that at this point, BDLR realizes he is in real trouble, and is suddenly rediscovering at least some legal ethics:
BDLR: Now I don’t want you to guess. Did he ever say that?
Dee Dee: How he said it? He did say… [sounds confused as though seeking guidance]…
BDLR: No, I want…do you understand? Did he say that or not? If he didn’t say it, that’s alright…I, I…
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BDLR: If you could describe Trayvon, how would you describe him?
Dee Dee: Uh, funny…
BDLR: Is that it?
Dee Dee: A Momma boy.
BDLR: Huh?
BDLR also appears to be genuinely surprised by this answer. It’s hard to know what he’s trying to accomplish here. Perhaps he’s trying to get Dee Dee to say that Martin was akin to Mother Teresa in terms of religiously pursuing a life of self-sacrifice, non-violence and inner peace, but he succeeds only in getting her to say that he is a “funny” “Momma boy” “baby.” That’s going to go over badly in court, and BDLR seems to realize that.
Dee Dee:A Momma boy.
BDLR: OK, a Momma’s boy. OK…OK…
Dee Dee: A baby.
BDLR: A baby? OK. How else would you describe him? Sheltered in other words? You mean, like a momma’s boy?
Dee Dee: Yeah, like I said, a Momma boy.
BDLR: OK…OK…
”Make her stop…”
Dee Dee: He love his family. He love his family.
BDLR: OK…
“Please, PLEASE make her stop…”
Dee Dee: Love to play on, love to ride his bike.
”Hey! Maybe I can do something with this…”
BDLR: What kind of bike did he have?
Dee Dee: I don’t know. I din’ pay attention his bike.
”Damn! I’ve got to end this before it completely blows up in my face!”
BDLR: Alright, listen, I know this has been very hard for you. But I do appreciate you taking the time to talk to me today, and obviously you know we record all this, because we’ve had a recorder right in front of you. But I do thank you from the bottom of my heart that you’ve come forward, and you’ve agreed to give this statement today. OK? I know this is very hard I can tell by looking at you, that you’re very emotional about this. It’s very understandable…
Dee Dee: [Makes a kind of "uh-uh" sound].
BDLR: …because you cared about him. But all we’re trying to do right now is seek the truth here. That’s why I’m taking this statement.
”KABOOM!!!”
Dee Dee:I got guilt.
BDLR: Huh? [Obviously surprised]
Dee Dee: I got guilt.
BDLR: You’ve got guilt?
I actually do feel sorry for BDLR here. She just dropped this bomb on him and he has no choice but to ask the obvious question and try to at least contain this explosion. He knows he probably can’t defuse the bomb.
Dee Dee: Mmm-hmm [Yes].
BDLR: Why do you feel guilt?
Dee Dee: Real guilty.
BDLR: Huh?
Dee Dee: Real guilty.
BDLR: Why do you feel real guilty?
Dee Dee: Real guilty.
“Oh please, please…save me…I’ll try this…”
BDLR: Because you were talking onto the phone and you couldn’t do anything about it?
Dee Dee:I ain’t know about it.
BDLR: Huh?
“Oh my God…”
Dee Dee: I ain’t know about it.
BDLR: You didn’t know what had happened to him?
Dee Dee: Nuh…
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