← He starts removing his jacket. ✎
← putting his jacket back on. ✎
← They’ve hung their jackets over the backs of their chairs and rolled up their sleeves. It smells of men and cigars. 🔊✎
← Well, well, well, they’ve given her my personal effects. She’s sitting next to the window and she has my jacket in her lap. The jacket with twelve bullet-holes. The blood stains look like rust. The edges of the holes are rusty. 🔊✎
← Ha! It should be in a museum, this is a historic jacket. And I wore it! 🔊✎
← She’s running her hand over the jacket without looking at it. Her fingers are feeling blindly for the holes. 🔊✎
← (He mechanically removes his jacket.) ✎