1:06:01
I'm sure.
1:06:02
And the sheriff's report...
1:06:04
This is really strange.
1:06:06
See that notarized signature?
1:06:09
Thas not mine.
1:06:11
There wasn't any notary present
during my questioning.
1:06:16
Mrs. Mercer, as a former FBI man...
1:06:20
...is difficult to accept this.
1:06:24
Beverly, tell Mr. Garrison
about the Carousel Club.
1:06:31
I used to go there to see Jack
and my friend, Jatta, who danced there.
1:06:36
It was a real swinging spot in town.
1:06:38
Everybody came.
1:06:40
Businessmen, politicians from Austin,
LBJ's friends...
1:06:44
Dallas was a slowpokin' town then.
1:06:46
You chewed toothpicks, played dominoes,
spit, dated policemen.
1:06:49
But Jack was exciting.
There were always cops there.
1:06:53
Jack liked them around, even though
he threw out the drunks himself.
1:06:57
He had a violent temper.
1:07:00
Everyone in those days
knew Jack was in the mob.
1:07:04
Cops back then, they were bad.
1:07:07
They'd shake you down
for the money in your pocket.
1:07:12
What about Lee?
1:07:15
One time I came in.
1:07:16
Jack introduced me to two guys.
He says, "This is my friend, Lee..."
1:07:22
I don't remember the other guy's name.
1:07:25
But he was a weird-looking guy.
He had these eyebrows.
1:07:29
And he looked like a buzzard.
1:07:33
Lee didn't make much of an impression.
1:07:37
He wasn't very handsome.
1:07:39
He didn't look like he had any money,
and he was in a bad mood.
1:07:42
So, I didn't pay him much mind.
1:07:46
I may not remember a name,
but I always remember a face.
1:07:51
Later, when I saw him on television...
1:07:55
...I screamed, "My God, thas him!"
1:07:57
"Thas Jack's friend!"