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:30:01
Have you managed to get settled in?
:30:03
First night's a bitch.
:30:08
- How long you been here?
- Couple of days.

:30:11
No one's been here more than a week.
Don't have to meet them to know them.

:30:17
Take Noah there, all buffed out like a fag.
Completely paranoid.

:30:21
Back-to-the-wall type.
Got SWAT written all over him.

:30:24
Fuck!
Fuckin' motherfucker's motherfucked!

:30:28
Lopez. LAPD.
:30:32
Reverend Jones. Worked homicide before
he found Jesus at the bottom of a bottle.

:30:37
Check out Jaworski. This guy
couldn't even swallow a bullet.

:30:40
Stupid fucker missed his brain
and blew half his cheek out.

:30:44
See the old guy? McKenzie. Member
of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police.

:30:49
Word is he froze up,
let his partner get shot.

:30:52
They put him on the rubber-gun squad.
:30:55
All right, let's get started.
:31:03
This is what I call the witchin' hour.
:31:06
No lessons, no Twelve Steps.
:31:09
This is your time.
:31:33
They told me to put 'em in the bag.
:31:36
The pieces.
:31:39
They were so tiny.
:31:42
Little fingers.
:31:45
Every once in a while
I'd get a whole hand or... part of a leg.

:31:51
Mostly blood. It was everywhere.

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