:58:02
No, it wasn't the streetcar.
It was John Truett.
:58:07
He tried to kill me.
:58:09
- John Truett?
- John Truett hit you?
:58:13
He tried to kill me, and when I screamed,
he ran away.
:58:19
Tootie Smith,
that's a monstrous falsehood.
:58:21
John Truett wouldn't hit a girl,
least of all my sister.
:58:28
Let me have your coat, doctor.
:58:30
Well, Tootie, what is it this time?
:58:33
- John Truett hit her, Dr. Girard.
- Well, let's have a look here, huh?
:58:44
He hit her, all right.
Someone did.
:58:47
I'm afraid I'll have to take
a couple of stitches.
:58:52
Well, no bones broken, though.
:58:58
What's that in your hand?
:59:00
- Come on, Tootie, let the doctor see it.
- Let's see. What is it? Come on, what...?
:59:04
It... It's hair,
and I don't think it's Tootie's.
:59:08
I had to do it.
He tried to kill me.
:59:12
She must have had quite a struggle
fighting him off.
:59:15
Most of it still has the roots on them.
:59:19
Let's see, now.
:59:21
We'd better take her upstairs to bed.
Can you help me? There we are.
:59:37
- Hello, Esther.
- John Truett?
:59:38
- Yes?
- I've come here to ask you something.
:59:42
What do you mean hitting
a 5-year-old child?
:59:47
Esther.
:59:49
The next time you want to hit somebody,
pick on somebody your own sie.
:59:54
Hey, Esther...!