Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard:
[Poole hands Gerard a set of unlocked leg irons, and he brandishes them in the Old Guard's face]
Oh! Wow, gee whiz, looky here! You know, we're always fascinated when we find leg irons with no legs in them. Who held the keys, sir?
Old Guard:
Me.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard:
Where those keys at?
Old Guard:
I don't know.
Poole:
Care to revise your statement, sir?
Old Guard:
What?
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard:
Do you want to change you bullshit story, sir?
[Poole shows the Guard a picture of Kimble]
Old Guard:
...He might have got out.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard:
"He might have got out."
Sheriff Rawlins:
What the hell is this? A minute ago you're telling me he was part of the wreckage! Now he might have gotten out?
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