:45:00
Farm in a country so dry that you
have to prime a man before he can spit.
:45:04
Before you can say "Fat Sam,"
they're stalled, stranded, and starving.
:45:08
They become weevil-brained
and butt-sprung.
:45:13
So I bury them.
:45:16
But why bore you with my triumphs?
:45:19
- I got a problem of my own.
- You sure have.
:45:23
They're gonna kill you
with no hard feelings.
:45:25
And you're gonna sit there
and let them do it.
:45:28
- Don't get waspish with me, mister.
- I'm sorry.
:45:32
I feel for you.
But I'm consumed with apathy.
:45:36
- Why should I mix in?
- I don't know. Maybe to save a life.
:45:40
I've got enough trouble
saving my own. Look.
:45:44
I try to live right.
I drink my milk every day.
:45:47
But mostly I try to mind
my own business...
:45:50
which is something I advise you to do.
:45:52
It's a little late for that.
:45:54
No, you can still get out of town.
But you'd better get out like a whisper.
:45:59
How?
:46:02
I've got sort of a limousine
at your disposal.
:46:07
Where is it?
:46:50
Must be something wrong.
:46:59
Could be the wiring.