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27 stitches my ass.

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Catherine Walsh: Never one to be afraid of the obvious. I admire that in a man, Sam. Samuel Gerard: Have I done something? Catherine Walsh: Yeah. You hit your prisoner while he was in handcuffs; that's against the rules. If he had any brains, he'd sue us. Samuel Gerard: He bit one of my kids; He got smacked on the head. So what? Catherine Walsh: So what? Samuel Gerard: Yeah. So what? Catherine Walsh: 27 stitches is "so what." Samuel Gerard: He needed a smack on the head. That's what he got.

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Poe: Seems we have ourselves a bona fide federal fugitive out on the lam. Name of Roberts, Mark J. Uh, somebody give me a map. Who's got a map around here? Earl: I got one. Poe: Oh, all right. Thanks, Earl. Okay. Okay. Now, uh... I want you setting up roadblocks, general radius of, uh...ahem, uh, 10, 12 miles-- Samuel Gerard: Twenty. Poe: What? Samuel Gerard: He's got a real big head start. Poe: Oh, okay, 20 then. That sounds good. And...In all directions, just like a big-- Samuel Gerard: Perimeter. Poe: Uh, circle deal. Uh, which should start somewhere near, uh... Uh...

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Poe: [to Samuel] Uh, what do you think? Samuel Gerard: Set perimeter to extend downstream from Brookport to Mound City! Every bridge across the Ohio River, from Golconda to Metropolis to Cairo, needs to be closed down! Extending south from Alexander and Pulaski county lines, have every house, hotel, hospital, back road and backwater searched for Mr. Mark J. Roberts!

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Samuel Gerard: Who's got my clothes? Cosmo Renfro: I do. [Cosmo pulls a purple jacket out of a bag; Gerard looks down in disgust] Bobby Biggs: I told you. Cosmo Renfro: What? Bobby Biggs: Told you he wouldn't like it. Cosmo Renfro: I got the same thing last Christmas!

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Samuel Gerard: All right, could I have your attention? We're gonna divide up and search this swamp. One officer with each of you. [to a group of volunteers] Who knows most about this terrain? Volunteer 1: [hand raised] That's me. Volunteer 2: [hand raised] Right here. Samuel Gerard: All right, which one of you is the ugliest, most inbred, country son-of-a-bitch here? Samuel Gerard: [points to the spitter] You come with me.

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