I don't need to see the movie. I lived it 20 years ago. But in my case it wasn't a burglar, and he didn't die.

Long story short: My older brother's friend (whom I had a long time fued with) was face-to-face with me in my own home. He had a baseball bat and raised it up as if he was going to hit me. I picked up another baseball bat and hit him first.

He lost his spleen. I lost my freedom.