Summary
A taciturn patriarch, Robert Strickland, stands inside the wood-paneled cage of justice and wordlessly offers his neck to the gallows, content to let the noose tighten rather than exhume the sordid strata of his domestic life. Yet the courtroom itself becomes a restless theatre of memory: counsel for the defense, part rhetorician, part archaeologist, chips away at the marital bedrock until a long-buried infidelity—Gerald Trask’s predatory seduction of Strickland’s wife—erupts into daylight, splattering the jury’s moral certitude with volcanic ambiguity. Eleven consciences sway toward acquittal, but a single stubborn juror clings to the specter of pilfered cash, a counter-narrative of greed that threatens to eclipse the prior scandal. When Trask’s quivering secretary finally fractures under oath, the missing money’s ghost is exorcised, Strickland’s silence is redeemed, and the family unit—fractured by betrayal, stitched by perjury—lurches back into one another’s arms beneath the flickering gaslight of a merciful verdict.
Synopsis
Robert Strickland, the self-confessed murderer of Gerald Trask, refuses to defend himself on the witness stand. His attorney, however, cross-examines Strickland's wife and by questioning his daughter Doris as well, he exposes the fact that years earlier Trask had seduced Mrs. Strickland. This evidence is sufficient to call for a verdict of not guilty from eleven of the jury, but the twelfth member holds out because money disappeared from Trask's safe the night of the murder, and evidence points to Strickland as the thief. When Glover, Trask's secretary, is cross-examined, however, he breaks down and confesses to the robbery, thus clearing the way for Strickland's acquittal and his reunion with his family.
