To freeman
A: Rehabilitated? Well now, let me see.
I don't have any idea what that means.
B: It means you're ready to rejoin the socity.
A: I know what you think it means, sonny.
To me, it just a make-up words, a politician's word so that young fellas like yourself
can wear a suit and a tie, and have a job.
what do you really want to know? Am I sorry of what I did?
B: Well, are you ?
A: There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I am here or because you
think I should.
I look back on the way I was then, a young stupid kid who committed the terrible
crime.
I want to talk to him.
I want to try and talk some sense to him.
Tell him the way things are.
But I can't
That kid's long gone, and this old man is all that's left, I got to live with that.
Rehabilitated?
It just a bullshit word.
So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time.
Because I tell the truth, I don't give a shit.
//To the freeman, Get busy living, or get busy dying
this is the goddam truth