:04:02
Hey, Justin.
:04:07
- Remember me?
- What do you want?
:04:11
I want to blow your brains out.
:04:14
And I'll make it look like a suicide.
:04:17
Everyone would believe that
you killed yourself.
:04:21
You won't get away with it.
:04:23
Your shoe prints are unique.
They'd be traced back to you.
:04:27
The fibers on your shirt
are all over me.
:04:30
Your hair too.
:04:31
It's called transference.
:04:37
More importantly, your fingerprints...
:04:42
...on my neck...
:04:43
...where you touched me.
:04:48
- You can't get them off skin.
- You can with a Magna-Brush...
:04:51
...or a fingerprint cam or an iodine
gun and silver transfer sheets.
:04:56
You don't have the discipline
to commit a murder.
:05:01
Is that right?
:05:04
Let's see.
:05:09
Bang!
:05:11
You're dead.
:05:14
What took you so long?
I've been waiting.
:05:17
No, I have something better.
:05:21
- What is it?
- Absinthe. Wormwood-infused alcohol.
:05:25
The molecular structure is almost
identical to tetrahedral chlorine.
:05:30
Tetra what?
:05:31
The active ingredient in marijuana.
:05:38
Where did you get it?
:05:39
Poets drank it for inspiration.
:05:42
It's been illegal since
the turn of the century.
:05:44
Even better.
:05:48
To the systematic derangement
of our senses.
:05:51
Forget the senses.
:05:53
Let's derange the world.
:05:55
We will.
:05:58
When?