:29:02
That explains everything.
:29:03
He had a hangover.
:29:06
Back off!
:29:08
Back off! Back off!
:29:10
Get out of here!
:29:11
Let's go! Get out of here!
:29:14
Come on, you son of a bitch!
:29:17
Calm down!
:29:19
You son of a bitch.
:29:34
They left me alone in
that musty room for 3 hours...
:29:37
... till some guy in a suit about
two sizes too big said I could go.
:29:42
The game of cops and niggers kept up
outside, but I hardly noticed.
:29:48
I had seen dead bodies before.
:29:50
Cold, hard...
:29:53
...still as concrete...
:29:54
... eyes wide open,
staring up at nothing.
:29:58
But not Coretta.
:30:00
I could still feel her heartbeat.
:30:16
Hey, Ezekiel Rawlins.
:30:19
Somebody in the back
would like to talk to you.
:30:23
I ain't got time.
:30:25
Get in. We'll take you.
:30:34
My boss wants to talk to you
about Coretta James.
:30:42
If he wanted to hurt you,
it would've happened already.
:30:45
Come on.
:30:48
Get in.