So there ain't no alibi for me.

But me being so close to hell now, I look back to that time, and somehow I see no wrong in it still.
"And if I done wrong then, I've got my share of hell-fire for it.

Here I lie, with my boys, Bill and Bert, sitting around in the corner of the room waiting for me to go out.

They ain't men, Pierre.

They're wolves in the skins of men.