:19:08
- Good evening, Irene.
Where is he?
- That's him, in the dining room.
:19:11
Excuse me, mister. We'd like
to have a word with you about
the fender bender on the highway.
:19:17
Sheriff, you better
watch it. He's armed.
:19:22
Told you.
:19:24
- Drop the guns,
or I'll kill her.
- Don't!
:19:27
- I said, drop your goddamn guns.
- He won't do it.
:19:30
- The hell I won't.
- I know this man,
and he will not do it.
:19:35
Drop the knife.
Drop the goddamn knife!
:19:37
Her blood's on your head,
asshole.
:19:52
Spread 'em!
:20:02
Well, well, well.
Mr. Brayker.
:20:05
- Pleased to make
your acquaintance.
- You lyin' son of a bitch.
:20:08
Said his name was Smith.
:20:11
Call it in, Bob.
:20:15
I believe you'll find what
I'm looking for in there.
:20:20
What's he got
to do with this?
:20:22
- I'm... I work
for a collection agency.
- It's empty.
:20:27
Really.
That can't be.
:20:29
Well, I guess that means
it's somewhere in the house.
:20:35
- Keep him away from me!
- Shut up!
:20:38
Where is it?
I don't know what you're
talking about.
:20:41
Maybe it's up in his room.
What you guys looking for?
:20:45
- What the hell are we
looking for anyway?
- A piece of antiquity.
:20:49
A relic...
in the shape of a key.
:20:51
- Bob!
- Yeah?
:20:54
Search his room.
It's number five.