Marzuki: When I reached the gantry, I saw the director. Hello, Sir! Thank you! My family is waiting for me. He laughed.

Director: Mr. Mazuki, this is not a farewell. You are not rehabilitated. Are you ready to confess now?

Marzuki: Confess? I laughed. You said I can go home. My family is out there. Look at them Sir…they are waiting for me. I tried to leave but he stopped me.

Director: You think we will release you when you are still a threat to national security? Confess now and you can go. Sigh here. Just sign here.

Marzuki: I took his pen. I’ll sign, I’ll confess…I’ll do anything. Please just let me go. But I couldn’t. My hand didn’t move. I couldn’t sign. I couldn’t confess to something I wasn’t.