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:09:05
Stay then. Now?
:09:07
lt has some laughs.
Let's just leave it like that.

:09:10
Fred...
:09:12
You can't do this to me.
:09:16
You get off!
:09:22
You touch me again,
l'll put your lights out.

:09:26
-Wait...
-Your husband will be home soon,

:09:29
why don't you watch yourself.
Don't head into shit again.

:09:31
-You're a liar, Fred.
-Oh, yeah, so what?

:09:34
You lied to me...
:09:37
That's right, sweetheart.
That's right.

:09:40
You son of a bitch...
Son of a bitch!

:09:51
You son of a bitch!
:10:06
Why you bothering, Sal?
This one's all wrapped up.

:10:08
l hear it's a new city record.
From killing to confession in an hour for that.

:10:13
Why did you get a murder weapon?
:10:15
l keep a gun in the underway drawer.
Just in case it trouble, you know.

:10:19
That's just fine.
Sign right there, Mr. Hart.

:10:21
For you, l'm gladly. Really in gladly.
:10:24
And mind that you don't say we beat you up
when you at the witness stand.

:10:26
No, l give myself up.
Surrender at my own free will.

:10:29
lt's indeed you're the murderer.
:10:31
Shooting a burglar ain't murder.
:10:35
l'm always grateful
if the citizens know the law.

:10:37
Get him there.
:10:39
You too.
:10:43
Sit down.
:10:46
Okay, from the top.
:10:50
A man has got the right to protect
his home and his love one, right?

:10:52
Of course he has.
:10:54
l come home from the garage,
l see him climbing through the window.

:10:58
With my wife Roxie lying there,
sleeping like an angel.


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