Dark Passage
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:07:01
lt's a roadblock.
:07:02
Don't move, Vincent. Don't make a sound.
:07:07
Got your license, miss?
:07:09
What's the matter, Officer?
Have l done something wrong?

:07:12
l don't know yet, miss.
Where are you going?

:07:15
San Francisco.
:07:17
What have you got here in back?
:07:19
Just my painting stuff.
l'm an amateur landscape painter.

:07:22
-l'll have a look if you don't mind.
-Go right ahead.

:07:28
But don't get the oil paints on your sleeve,
they're still wet.

:07:44
Okay, miss.
:08:01
You can start breathing again.
:08:03
You told them to go ahead and look.
:08:05
l knew they would anyway.
l had to take the chance.

:08:07
-What were you doing near San Quentin?
-Painting in the hills.

:08:10
How did you know l'd be on that road?
:08:12
The radio said
the truck was headed south.

:08:14
l figured you'd head for the county road.
:08:16
Then l passed the empty car
with the door open...

:08:18
so l turned around and came back.
:08:20
And there l was.
l'm supposed to believe that?

:08:23
All right, don't believe it.
But l got you past the police.

:08:26
lf you'd taken that jalopy...
:08:27
you'd be on your way back
to San Quentin by now. That's one thing.

:08:30
lf he'd lifted that tarp
another three inches...

:08:33
l'd be letting myself in for
a few years of prison.

:08:35
That's another thing.
:08:38
Right now, l'm letting myself in for
a broken jaw.

:08:41
What do you mean, ''a broken jaw''?
:08:43
You're all set to clip me one, aren't you?
:08:45
l can't afford to make mistakes.
:08:49
-Maybe l've made one.
-Why?

:08:52
There's a motorcycle cop
coming up behind us.


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