:56:01
- It was her big fucking secret!
- Why a secret?
:56:05
I don't... Because she thought
she was special...
:56:09
...and she kept saying he'd
help her get out of here.
:56:13
- Who is "he"?
- I don't know.
:56:15
- She talked about him?
- Yeah.
:56:17
- She talked to you?
- Yeah.
:56:19
And what did she call him?
:56:21
- She called him something, right?
- Yes!
:56:25
What? What'd she call him?
:56:29
Brody.
:56:31
She called him Brody. That's not
his name, so what's the difference?
:56:36
Jesus! You happy now,
you fucking asshole?
:56:47
Okay. You did good. Come on.
I'll let you drive.
:57:01
It's just poetry.
I read it line by line.
:57:04
It's nothing specific. Verses
on nature, love. That sort of stuff.
:57:11
Detective Dormer. Line one.
:57:13
- Dormer here.
- "How're you holding up?"
:57:16
Can't be easy to keep working
after three days of no sleep.
:57:20
And hard to keep focus.
:57:22
Are you seeing things yet?
:57:24
You know, those little flashes?
Tricks of light?
:57:29
See your partner?
:57:31
- "I see Kay sometimes."
- What can I do for you, sir?
:57:36
Why couldn't you tell
anyone you shot him?
:57:39
I mean, it was an accident, right?
:57:43
I hope so. For your sake.
You know what I'm saying?
:57:47
No need for threats.
:57:49
I'm trying to make you
understand my situation.
:57:53
You thought no one would believe
you because of the trouble in L.A.
:57:57
I know what that's like, Will.