:27:01
Fuck.
No one ever fills up the car.
:27:08
Damn it, Grits!
You're supposed to steer it!
:27:12
Shit. The bad luck won't end.
:27:16
Poor Grits, having to
do time for drunk driving.
:27:21
But I felt it was probably
the best thing for him.
:27:26
- Quick coffee?
- Yeah. That's awful decent of you.
:27:31
I don't know what to say. I guess we
could organize a search party.
:27:37
It seems sort of early,
and I have a few days off.
:27:43
Overtime compensation
that I'd like to use.
:27:47
- Is she dead?
- I doubt it. I mean...
:27:51
She could be, but I doubt it.
Why? Has she been ill?
:27:55
- No.
- That's why the search party is off.
:27:59
Normally, I'm spontaneous and
quite likely to organize searches.
:28:04
How long has she been gone?
What day is today? Want milk?
:28:11
The wife demanded a porch,
or she'd leave him.
:28:16
They've been on the rocks
for a while. How do I know?
:28:21
She visits for a humping sometimes.
Cops'wives are like everyone.
:28:26
Here's a coconut cookie.
The wife made them, with coconut.
:28:32
Guess what?
Mom thinks dad is bad in bed.
:28:36
She said so on the phone. But I can
teach you to make the bed, daddy.
:28:42
Have a coconut thing...
:28:45
Cut it out! You should be looking
for Susie, not offering cookies!
:28:53
Uffe, turn it off.
:28:55
I've told you not to ride around
on seized property.