:57:01
It's just poetry.
I read it line by line.
:57:04
It's nothing specific. Verses
on nature, love. That sort of stuff.
:57:11
Detective Dormer. Line one.
:57:13
- Dormer here.
- "How're you holding up?"
:57:16
Can't be easy to keep working
after three days of no sleep.
:57:20
And hard to keep focus.
:57:22
Are you seeing things yet?
:57:24
You know, those little flashes?
Tricks of light?
:57:29
See your partner?
:57:31
- "I see Kay sometimes."
- What can I do for you, sir?
:57:36
Why couldn't you tell
anyone you shot him?
:57:39
I mean, it was an accident, right?
:57:43
I hope so. For your sake.
You know what I'm saying?
:57:47
No need for threats.
:57:49
I'm trying to make you
understand my situation.
:57:53
You thought no one would believe
you because of the trouble in L.A.
:57:57
I know what that's like, Will.
:58:02
- "I got the same problem."
- You do?
:58:05
I'm not who you think I am.
:58:08
- You're not?
- "No."
:58:11
- "I'm not a murderer any more than you."
- Why don't we get together?
:58:16
- Talk, have a beer, whatever?
- "Throw a little gas on the fire?"
:58:20
Yeah...
:58:34
I gotta go check some things.
Why don't you...
:58:37
...put this stuff back
into evidence and tell...
:58:41
- What's that guy?
- Fred.
:58:42
Tell him I'll see him in the morning.
:58:45
Can we return this?
Her mother might like it.
:58:48
Sure.