Final Chapter: Walking Tall Page #5

We'll kill you if you so silly.

This is not funny, man.

Watch.

I thought you said you know you drive.

Oh, damn.

- I did.

- You've made my ass. Look there fixed it.

Damn it be if the children

catch one, you put him in jail,

and you'll make it to polish all tevaraia

.

Buford, would you slow down?

I do not see anything in front.

Slow down, man.

Look out.

Buford, watch biker.

What biker?

Watch the road bathrooms.

Damn you to be.

Avery?

Get off.

District?

May be.

You drink?

Yes?

Yes, sir.

I believe you have more sense than that.

- Buford, I know the guys?

- Yup.

- I want to bring into my prison.

- You can not take them.

- Why not?

- Because now we are in McNairy County.

I started in Hardin County.

- I do not care where we started.

- I started my car.

I took six years to convince a world

give me that car.

Now look at it.

I went through the bushes in the forest.

By ditches.

Not go to her than anything girofarele.

And I went through the barn.

Should I say give us

way. I was hungry.

What is going on here?

These guys stole the sheriff's car.

Buford, I heard you had something

fork to catch them.

Yes, it was.

Vi was the end.

Can we go home now, Sheriff?

- Have you learned your lesson?

- Yes, sir.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, sir.

You do well.

- Acu`, here you are carrying.

- Thank you, sheriff.

I hear you've

personal handcuffs boys together. So is it?

Yes.

The fact that all three are poor, and one of her black

,

has nothing to do with this, right?

No thing.

Do not believe you.

You would be happy if I'd

arrested for car theft?

That would be given 18 months correction

and criminal, Counselor.

You do not know a thing about

civil rights, not Pusser?

O.Q. Teal, this is the man that Pusser

whipped him?

Thanks, I appreciate knowing that.

Now tell me everything about these civil rights.

Handcuffed some color copies, right?

Only one was colored.

Other two,

were some white trash.

I'll tell you what I do, dear.

I want to check your inbox, for I will come

frumusei some money.

Ever call me toll

reverse when Pusser take the world.

So I do, sir Pusser.

Do n't worry about it.

Good to be your heart.

Hell to stay quiet.

Good evening, sheriff.

You went for a walk?

Well, so you can see, Virgil.

- What are you doing?

- Pretty pretty well.

Even the sheriff's man.

To be damned.

If not, Buford Pisi.

- Buford whom?

- Pisi.

- You know you have problems in your mouth?

- I thought.

Since you hit me in the mouth

haired guy.

I still have them.

This is not McNairy County.

It's not actually territory.

You're not only a fool, sheriff. That's about all.

Put a bet, drink the drink,

choose a b*tch, but I do

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