The Thin Blue Line Page #4

I said, "I better do something with it.

It's going to rust up. "

Even the time that I saw the gun

at the trial in Dallas...

it looked just as good

as when I'd taken it out of the swamp.

So he had taken pretty good care of it,

even though he did put it under water.

He got to thinking...

"I didn't do that

and I've been saying that I did...

"and I'm in over my head now,

I better tell them what happened.

"Because they are going to send me

to the penitentiary for life...

"if I don't tell them what really happened. "

So he said, "I am just bragging about this.

"I didn't do it, but I was there,

and I know who did do it. "

And, of course, he came clean then.

He tried to hide no facts.

He just seemed like a friendly kid.

I may have talked to him

just to keep him friendly.

We didn't want to make him mad.

But we didn't want him to tell us

something that he thought.

We wanted him to tell us what we knew.

It wasn't very long until I realized

that what he knew...

was the facts of the case,

and it matched with what we knew.

And it had to be right.

The story that I told was...

It was like 12:
00 something.

So it was the next day...

early in the morning. We were stopped.

When we were stopped,

the officer came up to the car...

and asked to see the driver's license,

and he just started shooting.

I don't know why, but it's always

seemed like time just stopped.

It didn't seem like any time passed.

It just seemed like it was, boom!

Time stopped or something.

I don't know what it is.

It's like a flash.

We went back to his room.

He was supposed to ask his brother

if I could stay there that night.

But he said

that his brother don't like to do that.

Anyhow, he went in

and never came back out. So I left.

Ended up pulling into a parking lot.

I slept there I think, for a while.

Then, finally, the next morning,

early or something...

I found my way to Freeway 45.

And went back home.

After riding around with him,

I come to find out he's got an arsenal.

He's got pistols. He's got rifles.

He's got this pistol.

He's waving it around. He's doing this.

I told him, "Hey, why don't you put

those in the trunk of the car?"

We stopped at a restaurant...

and ordered and ate sandwiches in the car.

I bought a six-pack of beer.

He pulled this pistol back out.

And I ask him why he got the pistol out.

And he kind of laughed...

rolled the window down,

and fired the pistol outside the car.

And I asked him to please put it up.

And I think he handed me the pistol,

and I put it under the driver's seat.

He wanted to go to the movies,

so we went to the movies.

We got there probably at about 7:00.

He was the one

that had picked the movie out.

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