Julian Po
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:04:01
Uh... I'm in some town now.
:04:04
I don't know what it's called
or where I am.

:04:07
Checked into a hotel,
room seven.

:04:15
Hmm.
:04:19
Hmm. The bed squeaks.
:04:28
Julian P-O. Jesus, what the hell
kind of name is that?

:04:31
Hell if I know, Mayor.
Don't look like no tourist.

:04:34
Could be a salesman
of some kind.

:04:35
Could be some kind
of drug dealer.

:04:37
Let's have a look at his car,
run a trace on the plates.

:04:40
No car. He walked into town.
:04:42
Walked? Nearest town
is forty miles.

:04:44
You want me
to kick him out, Henry?

:04:46
Better keep him here
awhile longer, Vern...

:04:48
till we find out who he is.
:04:49
Let me know if he does
anything funny.

:04:51
You keep an eye on him, Leon.
:04:53
Name could be an alias...
:04:55
and I got a bad feeling
about that boy.

:04:57
I'll stick to him like mud.
:05:06
He could be a terrorist,
you know.

:05:09
I wonder if he's up there
making bombs or something.

:05:16
All my life,
I wanted to see the ocean.

:05:20
Just can't imagine
what it's like to look out...

:05:22
and see all the way
to the horizon.

:05:25
Probably makes a man
want to live forever...

:05:27
to see something like that.
:05:28
Make me feel small...
:05:32
but I've never been.
:05:35
Wasn't like
I didn't have the time.

:05:37
There was always time...
:05:39
but I always had little details
to work out first...

:05:42
errands to run...
:05:44
bathroom scale's broken,
always something.

:05:50
This time,
I'm going through with it.

:05:55
I could have been there by now,
with a little luck.


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