Cotton Comes to Harlem
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:49:29
The white fox?
:49:31
He left tracks
across my behind.

:49:33
The black fox?
:49:36
Likewise.
:50:02
Body count is 6,
lieutenant.

:50:03
Yeah.
:50:04
To steal junk,
I can understand.

:50:07
A man is desperate,
he needs the money.

:50:10
But to kill for junk?
I don't get it.

:50:12
Don't be a boy scout,
goodman.

:50:14
A lot of people get killed
every day up here for nothing.

:50:16
What could be here that anyone
could possibly want that badly?

:50:20
$87,000.
:50:22
What?
:50:24
$87,000.
:50:26
Seen any cotton
around here lately?

:50:28
A bale of cotton, sure.
:50:31
Uncle budd brought over
a bale of cotton.

:50:33
I bought it from him
for $25.

:50:37
Where is it now?
:50:38
What?
:50:39
What happened to it?
:50:42
He came back later,
:50:43
he bought it back
from me for $30.

:50:46
He hauled it away.
:50:48
Wait a minute.
:50:50
He brought it in and then
he brung it out again?

:50:53
It don't add up,
goodman.

:50:54
That's what happened.
:50:55
Hauled it away where?
:50:58
He didn't say.

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