after the other, one after the other. bang, bang, bang. he stepped out and at that moment, because i don t recall what i did between him starting to shoot and what i m going to tell you just now. i just, my intuition told me he s walking down the hall and he s going to enter through the door. i m closest to it, so i threw myself at that door and i squatted, and i held the door like this, so that my weight would keep it from and i was putting my foot on the wall, and holding like this, so that he couldn t open it. all the time, aware that he could just shoot the door handle and open it. but the only thing i thought i could do was that. at least attempt to stop it. and that lasted for about ten minutes, felt like an eternity. or 12 minutes. in the meantime, i told my students and that, i remember. i told the students, just escape through the windows. kick the windows open,
for five years. when 114 is his favorite. the retailer room around 50 feet long with a room for around 80 students has two doors, front and back, and windows along one side. it has several rows of fixed seats and desks. díaz-muñoz was in the front when the gunman partially entered through the back door, said nothing, and began firing. some students head. some froze. some were able to escape through the windows. even that was not easy. i told the students, just escape through the windows. kick the windows open and escape through the windows. the first line of windows closer to the rows of seats could not be kicked. they could not be broken. they re made out of hard glass, probably for insulation. they attempted. they cannot open those. the
i said escape through the windows. kick the windows open and escape through the windows. and the first line of windows closer to the rows of seats are couldn t be kicked. this he couldn t be broken. they re made out of very hard glass. probably for, you know, installation. so they attempted, they couldn t open those. but then the second set of windows higher up, they were open. there was big enough an opening so they started escaping that way. so they couldn t get out to the bottom part of the window. no, but they were climbing. and you re on the ground floor. i was holing thespe through the windows. reporter: what are you feeling, if anything? guilt? anger? fear? guilt because i didn t throw myself at this guy to stop it.
uncovered, with the windows open. in 1992, the couple separated. they d shared custody of their son baby bert, until one day she reported to the authorities the three-year-old had blurted out something shocking. his father had touched him. bert is the first one that made a comment. and we weren t sure. so here she took him to a doctor. and it was a doctor who said that it looked like he was abused. had the boy been sexually abused by his own father, doctor john pitman iii? the one who tracy s ex husband? the allegation of abuse became a part of an expensive, toxic struggle for the boy. has been number two was furious with husband number one in the months preceding the home invasion. she was married to a monster, look at what he did to this boy? i thought, how can he still be practicing medicine and my
as they think. this is a slave type work with excess hours, the like of which we thought had been gone 30 years ago. so we re close, guys. this is the part where i feel really, really tense. ifeel like, oh, god, i m coming back to this prison again because it was a prison to me, like to coming back again to this place. dr augustine is a nigerian doctor who came to the uk two years ago. and how did you feel? i felt unctuous. today he s taking me back to that hospital that he says almost broke him. it s my room over there, the fourth floor. there you can see the windows open. so there s a doctor up there right now doing the same job i was doing. i still feel anxious because, you know, i can t explain what it means, likejust being confined to this place for seven days, 2h, seven.