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(We are in the Governor’s office. SLATON is addressing DORSEY.)
SLATON
Ugly business, Hughie. Murdered this little girl.
DORSEY
Sure is, Jack.
(SLATON shoots him a sharp look.)
I mean, Governor Slaton.
SLATON
Know who they’re gonna blame?
DORSEY
Well certainly not you, Governor!
SLATON
Damn right they’ll blame me. And you. And ev’rybody else holdin’ public office. We gotta get to the bottom of this one fast.
DORSEY
Well, they’re holdin’ two suspects over yonder at the Fulton Tower.
SLATON
Good. Convict one of ‘em.

WATSON
SLEEP, SLEEP, LITTLE ANGEL,
FEAR NOT THE SOUND OF DRUMS.
NEVER YOU CRY, JUSTICE IS NIGH!
SOON ARMAGEDDON COMES.

(The lights shift, and NEWT LEE, shackled hand and foot, is being led across the stage by IVEY to a questioning room at the Fulton County Jail, where HUGH DORSEY waits for him. Despite the shackles and the time spent in jail, NEWT maintains his dignity. DORSEY is his gentle, fair-minded self, but the following interrogation is ominous nonetheless. STARNES watches from a chair on the side.)
DORSEY
Well, hey, Newt! How you feelin’ this morning?
NEWT LEE
(wary) All right, thank ya, Suh.
DORSEY
Did they give you your coffee yet? (NEWT shakes his head “no.”) Well, hell’s bells! Take mine. (HE hands NEWT his own cup. NEWT looks to IVEY for an okay. IVEY nods, NEWT drinks the coffee.) I b’lieve you have somethin’ to say to me, Newt. (NEWT slowly shakes his head “no” again.) It was an accident, wadn’t it? It was really her fault. (NEWT keeps shaking his head “no.”) She looked right at you and she smiled. You were standin’ so close and she smelled so sweet. (NEWT continues denying, possibly even saying/singing “No”.) You are a man, Newt, after all— a red-blooded man and so am I and so is Ivey and we all know what it feels like to be right up next to a sweet-smellin’ girl, near enough to feel that hot breath on your face— (As NEWT starts to speak, WATSON begins humming.)
NEWT LEE
(intoning/repeating to himself) I am the resurrection and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. I am the resurrection and the life: he that believeth in me...
DORSEY
(simultaneously) I been there, Newt. It’s part of bein’ a man. You had to touch her, didn’t you? You had to smell that skin. I know. I understand. You could tell how much she wanted it. You can tell me, Newt! You helped her slide down her drawers!... Ah, let him go. Hangin’ another Nigra ain’t enough this time. We gotta do better. Get him out of here!

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