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take you to Brownsville
and put you on the bus myself.
You aren't taking me anywhere.
You dig? You're holding the wrong man!
The wrong man?! l got the motive, which
is money, and the body, which is dead!
- What makes you so sure?
- Why do you doubt it?!
Because Colbert was killed here!
Then driven back to town in his own car
and dumped on the streets.
Sam couldn't have driven two cars!
What do you want?
Give me till morning.
(Gillespie chuckles)
You know...
You know, Virgil,
you are among the chosen few.
How's that?
Well, l think that you're the first
human being that's ever been in here.
Well, you can't be too careful, man.
You know a lotta things, don't you?
Well, just what do you know
about insomnia?
Bourbon can't cure it.
Well... that's for sure.
Now look. I got no wife. I got no kids.
Boy, l got a town that... don't want me.
And l got an air conditioner
that l have to oil myself,
and a desk with a busted leg.
And on top of that, l got...
this, uh...
place.
Now, don't you think that'd
drive a man to takin' a few drinks?
I'll tell you a secret.
Nobody comes here.
Never.
You married?
No.
Ever been?
No.
Ever been close to it?
Close to it.
Don't you get just... a little lonely?
No lonelier than you, man.
Oh, now, don't get smart, black boy.
I don't need it.
No pity, thank you.
No, thank you!
(knock at door)
- Yeah?
- Chief?
- Yeah.
- You know where l can find Virgil?
Who are you?
Packy, Chief. Packy Harrison.
I'm a friend of Harve.
- You got something for me?
- Yeah.
- Where you goin'?
- Where whitey ain't allowed.
- What the hell does that mean?
- You gave me till morning. Remember?
(car engine starts)
- Here's the car.
- He could have exchanged cars by now.
John, you stick here. We'll keep cruisin'.
You find him,
come back for me, you hear?
That's her place, here.
You want me to wait?
No, thank you, Packy. You go on home.
(bell tinkles)
Mrs Bellamy?
People around here
call me Mama Caleba.
Mama, l'm not from around here.
But you can put me on my train.
You talk crazy. You gin-drunk?
Just homesick.
Lord, Lord!
Whisper two little words,
Mama, and l'm on my way.
Maybe... I don't want to sever
a beautiful child like you right out.
A man's name.
First name, last name.
The man who's paying you
for Delores Purdy's abortion.
You're the boy who works for Mr Charlie.
I thought that's who you was.
Why you wanna do that?
Why you wanna help the police like that?
They stealin' your soul.
They chew you up and spit you out.
I'm not here to lay a finger on you, Mama.
It's the white boy l want.
What you got against him?
He's paying for his fun.
How much? l bet you he's not
paying you more than a hundred.
You know how much he's got in
his pocket right now? More than $600!
That cracker? (chuckles)
- Where'd he come off getting 600?
- He killed Mr Colbert.
You gone crazy out of your mind.
Now listen. Hear me good, Mama, please.
Don't make me have to send you to jail.
A lot you care!
There's white time in jail, and
coloured time. The worst kind you can do
is coloured time.
Child... you promise...
give me understanding.
I got used to better.
You won't take it away?
I won't take it away.
Well... I don't know his name.
But she's coming here tonight.
Get herself straight.
- Leave me alone! Let me go!
- (man) Let go of her!
- Let go of her!
- Let go of me!
Gonna teach you, boy!
No club this time, man?
A gun's not smart. The way
you killed Colbert was much smarter.
You killed Colbert?!
He's crazy. Crazy.
(horn blares)
(thug) OK, nigger. Your time, nigger.
Look in her purse.
- What's that mean?
- She's got $100 to pay for an abortion.
Listen to that. That's crazy.
Money she got from Ralph.
You gonna listen to him?
He got her to tell you
that Sam Wood did it.
He made a fool out of you, Purdy.
- Delores?
- Liar!
You stinkin' liar!
(Purdy) Gimme that purse!
You turned my little sister...
into a field slut?
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