The Accused Page #3

He pulls us over, he starts

lookin' through her desk in the back

and finds half a gram of coke.

It was nothin' big.

- It was her desk, not mine. Her stuff.

- So why is it still on the books?

I don't know. You tell me.

My record was definitely...

- Expunged?

- Yeah, expunged.

Have you ever made love

to more than one man at a time?

What the f*** kinda question is that?

The kind you're gonna be asked

on the stand.

You'll be asked if Larry or any other

man ever hit you and if you liked it.

You'll be asked about your drug bust

and how many drinks a day you have,

and how many joints,

and how often you go to bars alone,

and whether you wear underwear,

and how many abortions you've had.

And I will object to all those questions.

And sometimes

the judge will sustain me.

But sometimes not.

That ain't fair.

Sarah, you're a witness. The defence's

job is to show you're a rotten witness

because you've got a rotten character.

I got a rotten character?

You won't defend me

because I'm some low-class bimbo?

I didn't say that.

- Will those bastards go to jail?

- Is that what you want?

I want those motherfuckers

put away for ever.

Sarah said you were here that night.

Yeah, I was here.

But I didn't see what happened.

But if Sarah says she was raped,

she was raped.

Can you identify

the men who assaulted her?

No, I was out there.

Anyway, a bunch of guys were blockin'

the door, so I really couldn't see.

It was the end of my shift,

so I left while she was still in here.

- Do you know any of these guys?

- No.

There was a bunch of 'em that were

real rowdy. You know. Yellin', clappin'.

I really just thought she was partyin'.

You know?

- Is there anyone you can identify?

- Like how?

Did you notice anything different

about any of them?

Let's say long hair?

Beard? Moustache?

Birthmark? Bandanna?

Jewellery?

Scar? Tattoo?

Tattoo. Yeah.

Can you describe it?

A scorpion. One guy had a scorpion.

How many drinks

would you say she'd had?

I don't know. She was pretty loaded.

She'd just had this big fight with Larry -

the guy she lives with.

She just needed to cool out a little.

What do you know about Larry?

Not much. Except he's an a**hole.

He says he's a musician

but he's just a dealer.

He rides a motorcycle.

Come on, man. Gimme a break.

These guys are my bread and butter.

You sure you didn't see anyone else?

Some kid I never seen before played

one of the video machines all night.

- Who was with him?

- Nobody I saw.

Jesse, I'm gonna phone

the state liquor authority

and tell 'em how you kept servin' booze

while a violent felony was

committed in your back room.

- Ready?

- Yes. Thanks, Jesse. We'll talk.

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