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:04:13
Take this,
you son of a bitch!

:04:29
Tricia!
:04:31
Tricia!
:04:38
God, he's dead.
Cameron, this guy's dead.

:04:44
Admit the facts,
and enter a plea bargain.

:04:47
I will not plead guilty.
:04:49
You could get ten years.
:04:54
Admit to it,
you get four.

:04:58
Serve maybe a year.
:05:00
Cameron Poe, you have pleaded guilty
to manslaughter in the first degree.

:05:05
With your military skills,
you are a deadly weapon...

:05:08
and are not subject to the same laws
as other people that are provoked...

:05:11
because you can respond
with deadly force.

:05:14
It is the order of this court that you
be remanded to a federal penitentiary...

:05:18
where you shall remain incarcerated
for a term not less than 7 to 10 years.

:05:32
Hello, pretty girl.
:05:34
Come, come.
Bring it here. Hey! Hey!

:05:39
Dearest Tricia, I think of you always.
Your smile, your laugh.

:05:44
I'm not angry.
The blame's gotta fall on me.

:05:47
I am, however, torn apart
when I think that I won't...

:05:51
be there to see our child
come into the world...

:05:54
cradled in your arms,
and her first smile.

:05:58
I got your package.
Those pink coconut things...


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