let me just verify. he says his brother is staying at the motel. let me verify that. if so, i ll just cut him loose. all right, thanks. but the officer never checks, and instead, seems to take a casual attitude. you know the bad thing about it? you re matching up to him. that sucks, doesn t it? yeah. the officer notices the man s legs are scraped. did you go through a briar patch or something? yeah, roofing. i always roof in shorts. got my scratches up on the roof. that s why your knees are all cut up? yeah. do you all got pads? huh? do you all wear pads? it s too hot. the pads rub the back of your legs. it seems mcnair has an answer for everything. but when the officer asks him his name a second time, mcnair gives a different response. what s your name again? jimmy jones. he says his name is jimmy jones. but the first time, he said it was robert jones. what s your name? robert jones. but the police officer
surround him, and the grave scene unfolds. when robert stops moving, paramedics are called. he s pronounced dead at the scene. they say, i have very bad news for you. your son died. then i went in shock. i was crying. i was asking why. an initial autopsy finds no trace of alcohol, drugs, or disease, but fails to find a specific cause of death. he was not a sickly person. wasn t a diabetic, for example, or a person that required any kind of regular medication. the video is voluntarily handed over to police.
and i said, well, how lucky can i be? nope, nope, nope, nope. i m not no prison escapee. the police only have an old, blurry photograph of the prisoner they re looking for. and the officer can t tell if the person he stopped mahes the description. so, he asks the man some questions. do you have any form of identification on you? what s your name? robert jones. robert jones? uh-huh. am i not supposed to be on the tracks? no, that s not the problem right now. what s your address? i don t have an address. i m at the hotel. we re working on houses and stuff like that, roofing. the police officer seems to believe the man s story, that he s a roofer staying at a nearby motel. but he s not 100% sure and questions the man further. it turns out the man is mcnair, the exact person the police are looking for. but the smooth-talking criminal is able to fool the cop. the man tells the police officer that he has a brother who can back up his claims. call my little brother, man.
when robert stops moving, paramedics are called. he s pronounced dead at the scene. they say, i have very bad news for you. your son died. then i went in shock. i was crying. i was asking why. an initial autopsy finds no trace of alcohol, drugs, or disease, but fails to find a specific cause of death. he was not a sickly person. wasn t a diabetic, for example, or a person that required any kind of regular medication. the video is voluntarily handed over to police. investigators keep it for a
a massive manhunt is on to capture him. the fugitive, richard lee mcnair, is a dangerous criminal, a highly intelligent martial arts expert who s escaped from two other prisons in the past before being recaptured. this time, he hides in a mail truck. he s the first prisoner to escape from a federal maximum security facility in nearly 15 years. hours after mcnair s discovered missing, an officer with the ball police department sees a man running on the railroad tracks and gets out to question him. what it is, we ve got an escapee. oh. where from? a prison. is it the man he s looking for? when i crossed the tracks down there, i saw you running. and i said, well, how lucky can i be? nope, nope, nope, nope. i m not no prison escapee. the police only have an old, blurry photograph of the prisoner they re looking for.