Andre: Is my uncle in some sort of trouble? Dawson: That depends on what happens here. Your uncle found your gun. Andre: What gun? Laura: The one he found under your mattress. Andre: I don't know nothing about any gun. I mean, if he found it, it's not mine. Dawson: Did you shoot somebody? Andre: Shoot somebody? No sir. Dawson: If that gun was used in a shooting we're gonna find out about it. Now maybe we can help you but once we walk out of here, all bets are off. [pause] Laura: Bad choice, Andre. Dawson: Go back to class.
Man: I'd like to give back a gun. Dawson: Where'd you serve? Man: Iraq. [waits while gun is removed from bag] I was sweating bullets. If I got stopped with that thing... Dawson: It's jammed. Laura: Let me see it. Man: I still gonna get the money even though it's broke? Dawson: Of course. Man: Good. I wanna buy my kid a clarinet. I figured this'll get me enough for a used one. [Laura looks at barrel] Laura: You see that? Dawson: You're gonna have to come with us. Man: Why? What'd I do? Laura: That's blood splatters. We're pretty sure your gun has a body on it.