:22:00
You know why it's a fine morning,
don't you?
:22:03
Send them down.
I want them lined up...
:22:06
...just like a pretty little
chorus line.
:22:09
Look at that.
:22:11
- I can't stand this guy.
- Oh, Lord!
:22:15
Yes! Richmond, Virginia.
:22:17
Smell my ass!
:22:19
After he smells mine.
:22:21
That's a shame about your horse
coming in last and all.
:22:25
But I sure do love
that winning horse of mine, though.
:22:28
I owe that boy a big kiss
when I see him.
:22:32
Why don't you give him some of your
cigarettes instead? Lucky fuck!
:22:36
Hey, Tyrell.
:22:38
You pull infirmary duty this week?
:22:41
How's my horse doing anyway?
:22:43
Dead.
:22:45
Hadley busted his head up pretty good.
:22:47
Doc had gone home for the night.
:22:50
Poor bastard lay there
till this morning.
:22:52
By then, there wasn't nothing
we could do.
:23:01
What was his name?
:23:06
What'd you say?
:23:09
I was just wondering
if anyone knew his name.
:23:12
What the fuck do you care, new fish?
:23:16
Doesn't fucking matter
what his name was. He's dead.
:23:41
Anybody come at you yet?
:23:45
Anybody get to you yet?
:23:49
Hey, we all need friends in here.
:23:52
I could be a friend to you.