:49:00
White man's burden.
:49:08
Say, Lloyd...
:49:10
...it seems I'm temporarily light.
:49:12
How's my credit
in this joint, anyway?
:49:15
Your credit's fine, Mr. Torrance.
:49:18
That's swell.
:49:20
I like you, Lloyd.
:49:22
I always liked you.
:49:23
You were always the best of them.
:49:26
Best goddamn bartender...
:49:28
...from Timbuktu
to Portland, Maine.
:49:31
Or Portland, Oregon,
for that matter.
:49:34
Thank you for saying so.
:49:47
I never laid a hand on him,
goddamn it.
:49:51
I didn't.
:49:54
I wouldn't touch one hair
on his goddamn little head.
:49:59
I love the little son of a bitch.
:50:04
I'd do anything for him.
:50:07
Any fucking thing for him.
:50:13
But that bitch!
:50:17
As long as I live...
:50:18
...she'll never let me forget
what happened.
:50:31
I did hurt him once, okay?
:50:34
It was an accident.
:50:36
Completely unintentional.
:50:40
It could have happened
to anybody.
:50:44
And it was three goddamn
years ago!
:50:47
The little fucker had thrown all my
papers all over the floor.
:50:50
All I tried to do was pull him up.
:50:55
A momentary loss of
muscular coordination.