Produced by special arrangement with The Dramatic Publishing Company of Woodstock, Illinois

A nineteen year old boy has just stood trial for the murder of his father.
“He doesn’t stand a chance,” mutters the guard as he ushers the jurors into a room to deliberate.
It looks like an open-and-shut case, until one of the jurors votes not guilty, and starts asking questions. He wonders about inconsistencies in the testimonies of witnesses and the accused himself. He wants to spend some time talking. Others resist.
“This is a remarkable thing about democracy,” says the foreign-born juror, “that we are notified to come and decide on the guilt or innocence of a man…. We have nothing to gain or lose by our verdict. We should not make it a personal thing.”
But it does become personal – very personal. Each juror reveals more and more about himself as the men re-examine the facts in search of the truth. The murder is re-enacted – revealing a new murder threat. Tempers grow short, arguments grow heated, and the jury becomes twelve very angry and conflicted men. They can’t leave until they are unanimous, and opinions become entrenched. Is the boy guilty or not guilty? Is there reasonable doubt? Are they a hung jury?
The audience will follow the tense action as they surround the jury sitting at their table, looking over their shoulders, listening to their questions and accusations, biases and revelations.
If you have ever wanted to be a fly on the wall of a jury room, this is your chance! You’ll become one with those angry men, taking sides, sweating it out to the bitter end, and sharing in their collective sigh of relief in stumbling and struggling through to the truth.