Murder in Coweta County1983

Lamar Potts:
Hello John. I'm about ready to leave. Thought I'd drop by and see if there's anything you might need?

John Wallace:
Ya mean, like a fancy last meal? No, I wouldn't want you to go hunting fried chicken and strawberry pie today, and then, tomorrow I wind up eating supper at my own house. It ain't gonna happen, they ain't gonna kill me. There'll be a phone call, always has been. [pauses] You know, Lamar ... we're a lot alike ... each running his own county, having power over other men ...best feeling in the world! Make ya do anything ... except give it up.

Lamar Potts:
How powerful is the man who can't control himself?

John Wallace:
You're still down on me for my murderin' ways? I've only killed ... four men in my whole life, and each one of 'em had it coming.

Lamar Potts:
Those lives didn't mean anything to you?

John Wallace:
[gives Potts a strange look] I'm the head of the Kingdom. I was raised for that. My momma always told me, "Do what you have to do! Never let your conscience get in your way."

Lamar Potts:
I'm gonna pray for you, John. [shakes John's hand]

John Wallace:
Good bye, sheriff.

Lamar Potts:
Bye, John.