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:44:00
Oh, an Indian.
:44:02
We ain't trackin' no goddamn
Injuns, Cole. I mean, uh,

:44:05
hell, Dickinson didn't say nothin'
about trackin' no goddamn Injuns.

:44:08
I mean, the boy's name
is William Blake.

:44:10
You know a lotta Indians, do ya,
named William Blake? I mean,
"Howdy, Chief Billy..."

:44:14
D'you hear somethin'?
:44:16
Huh?
:44:20
- Did ya?
- No. No.

:44:23
I guess it was nothin'.
:44:48
You know about Wilson?
:44:51
- What?
- Do you know about Cole Wilson?

:44:57
What kinda question is that?
'Course I know about Cole Wilson.

:44:59
Everybody knows about him.
He's a livin' legend.

:45:02
Fucked his parents.
:45:07
- He what?
- He fucked his parents.

:45:15
- Both of'em?
- Yeah.

:45:18
Mother. Father. Parents.
Both of'em. Fucked 'em.

:45:26
Oh.
:45:30
And you know
what I heard?

:45:33
After he killed 'em,
he cooked 'em up and ate 'em.

:45:45
Are you telling me
he killed both his pa...

:45:48
I'm tellin' you
he killed 'em. He fucked 'em.
He cooked 'em up. He ate 'em.

:45:54
He ain't got a goddamn conscience.
You understand what I'm sayin'?

:45:58
He'd just as soon slit
our goddamn throats in the
middle of the night as walk.


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