No Country For Old Men

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Opening monologue to No Country For Old Men. At the 2 minute mark Deposition Of A Correctional Officer.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (South West - Texas)

Transcript

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Well, I'll tell you, I will share this county. When I was 25 Martin believe No, but my grandpa was a long man. Followed too. Me and him with sheriff at the same time Plano me here. I think he was pretty proud of that. No. What was? You know, some of the whole time shares never even worn a gun. A lot of folks find that hard to believe. Take Jim Starr Broke. You never cared one. That's the younger Jim Downing Ranch candy. I always like to hear about the old timers. Never miss a chance to do so. *** Hopkins over bass drop candy. New everybody's phone number by heart. Can't help prepare yourself against the old timers. I can't help wonder how they would have operated in these days. There was this boy I sent to the gas chamber in Huntsville. A while back, my wrist, my testimony. He killed a 14 year old girl. Paper said it was a crime of passion. But he told me there was no passionate. Told me that he had been planning to kill somebody for about as long as he could remember. Said that if they turned him out he'd do it again. Said he knew he was going to **** be there in about 15 minutes. I don't know what make it there. Surely don't crime. You see Now it's hard, even take its measure. It's not that I'm afraid of it. I always knew you had to be willing to die, even do the show not for fame and glory, but just to do it. But I don't want to push my chips for Go out, meet something I don't understand. You could say it's my job to fight it, but I don't even know what it is born at. I don't want man would have has his soul. You'd have to say, OK, I'll be a part of this world this thing on this recording properly also, I don't want to do this morning once heart of them. Hello there. My name's John Smell. A correctional officer for the Texas Department of Criminal Justice. I'm here today. Duck ban incident that work want to? Some folks think it's necessary. So here goes here in, uh, jail time. Well, 4 p.m. August 23rd Officer Johnson was that scored in and made back up to Rhode on a wing. I mean, gusting. She going about halfway up the stairwell? I was inside the rotunda waiting for him upon to room. No, sudden. I know. Smelly In May down it, that stairwell showed up Johnson out the way. She films the corner stairwell inmate that it pushed her, pulled out a shank. Leaders sharpened. Toothbrush man preceded. Start stabbing. When she was at scored, I stabbed him until the, uh, other officers showed up. Detained him more detail. You don't want more details, Okay. Do you have watchman get stabbed so many times in the stomach? But spike scan can hold together anymore. Be stabbed to the point. His flesh is Repse and his intestines fallout into the grating. Will you stand there? There's nothing. You're locked inside a cage. You can't help the officer. You can't stop the other inmate from stabbing him. I can't do anything. Just stand watching a man's test. It's just oil out from this good. You all the blood with gore. This male that was emanating from his intestines because all the puncture wounds my own **** detail. That's what you're asking for. Those are the things you want to know, aren't they? I can't go to sleep at night without seeing. You know, Johnson can't even step foot on wing anymore, let alone getting stairwell. She was all duty for six months. Psychiatric treatment. She came back to work. She took two steps in that stairwell, not even the same wing. She broke down crying. She can't even do the job. Wake up cold sweat. Seeing that man's guts on the ground, dead cold. Look, his attacker hand. There's the passion. There's no anger. There's no hatred. There's nothing just cold calculating. I think the worst part was look on his face. No. One that he was dead truthfully, believe that nobody cared. It was just another prisoner in the system. Makes going to die. My hands next, Saudi. So, so guarantee. So there's your detail. There's my thoughts. There's my recount of the situation. I'm done. I'm gone. Goodbye