:22:00
Oh. I'm sorry.
:22:02
You stay here 'til I return.
:22:09
:22:22
Don't let the sun burn
a hole in your ass, William Blake.
:22:25
Rise now and drive
your cart and plow...
:22:28
over the bones
of the dead.
:22:33
Do you still have
my eyeglasses?
:22:35
No. I traded 'em.
:22:38
- You traded them?
- Do you have any tobacco?
:22:43
No. I traded it.
:22:46
- For what?
- I'm not telling.
:22:52
- Liar.
- Thief.