I don’t understand you people! I mean all these picky little points you keep bringing up. They don’t mean nothing! You saw this kid just like I did. You’re not gonna tell me you believe that phony story about losing the knife, and that business about being at the movies. Look, you know how these people *lie!* It’s *born* in them! I mean, what the heck? I don’t have to tell you! They don’t know what the truth *is!* And lemme tell ya: they don’t need any real big reason to kill someone, either! No *sir!*
They get drunk! Oh, they’re real big drinkers, all of ’em – you know that – and bang: someone’s lyin’ in the gutter! Oh, nobody’s blaming them for it. That’s the way they are, by nature! You know what I mean? Violent!
Where’re you going? Human life don’t mean as much to them as it does to us!
Look, they’re lushing it up and fighting all the time and if somebody gets killed, so somebody gets killed! They don’t care! Oh, sure, there are some good things about ’em, too! Look, I’m the first one to say that!
I’ve known a couple who were OK, but that’s the exception, y’know what I mean? Most of ’em, it’s like they have no feelings! They can do anything!
What’s goin’ on here? I’m trying to tell ya… You’re makin’ a big mistake, you people! This kid is a liar! I know it, I know all about them! Listen to me… They’re no good! There’s not a one of ’em who is any good! I mean, what’s happening in here? I’m speaking my piece, and you…
Listen to me. We’re… This kid on trial here… his type, well, don’t you know about them? There’s a, there’s a danger here. These people are dangerous. They’re wild. Listen to me. Listen.
I don’t mind telling you this, mister: we don’t owe him a thing. He got a fair trial, didn’t he? What do you think that trial cost? He’s lucky he got it. Know what I mean? Now, look – we’re all grown-ups in here. We heard the facts, didn’t we? You’re not gonna tell me that we’re supposed to believe this kid, knowing what he is. Listen, I’ve lived among them all my life – you can’t believe a word they say, you know that. I mean they’re born liars.
Six to six… I’m telling you, some of you people in here must be out of your minds. A kid like that…
Don’t give me that. I’m sick and tired of facts! You can twist ’em anyway you like, you know what I mean?
Oh, listen, I don’t see what all this stuff about the knife has got to do with anything. Somebody saw the kid stab his father, what more do we need? You guys can talk the ears right off my head, you know what I mean? I got three garages of mine going to pot while you’re talking! So let’s get down and get out of here!
