 Another man done gone from the county farm. Another man done gone. Huh? I don't know. What? I'm just going to walk the street. Oh, no. What'd I do? Turn around. Put your hands behind your back. Let's go. Let's go. The jury of your peers having found you guilty. Ten years. What? Come on. Come on. I was in jail, too, man. It's cold-blooded in the jail.