:58:04
Little boys! Little boys.
:58:09
Little boys.!
:58:12
Little boys.
:58:50
Pinky, come here.
:59:07
- All right, son.
- Bad?
:59:10
He was crawling on the embankment
by the railroad stations.
:59:12
Somebody threw him a potato masher.
Give me one them dope sticks.
:59:15
- Those are quarter-grain, Captain.
- Good.
:59:18
Here, take two of these now, son.
:59:20
I'm gonna put the rest of these
in your pocket.
:59:22
Take one every three hours
until they carry you out.
:59:25
What if I take them all
when your back is turned?
:59:28
Go ahead.
That's your business.
:59:30
Don't be a sucker, kid.
You got a free ticket home.
:59:36
Come on. Sleep, boy.
:59:38
Go on and sleep.
:59:41
You're in a nice, quiet deep hole now
where the shells can't reach you.