but the smooth-talking criminal is able to fool the cop. the man tells the police officer that he has a brother who can back up his claims. call my little brother, man. all right. let me just verify. he says his brother is staying at the motel. let me verify that. if so, i ll just cut him loose. all right, thanks. but the officer never checks and instead seems to take a casual attitude. you know the bad thing about it? you re matching up to him. that sucks, doesn t it? yeah. the officer notices the man s legs are scraped. did you go through a briar patch or something? well, yeah, roofing. i always roof in shorts. got my scratches up on, you know, the roof. that s why your knees are all cut up? yeah. or you all got pads? huh? do y all wear pads? it s too hot. the pads rub the back of your legs. it seems mcnair has an answer for everything. but when the officer asks him his name a second time, mcnair gives a different response. what s your name again?
where from? a prison. is it the man he s looking for? when i crossed the tracks down there, i saw you running. and i said, well, how lucky can i be? nope, nope, nope, nope. i m not no prison escapee. the police only have an old, blurry photograph of the prisoner they re looking for. and the officer can t tell if the person he stopped matches the description. so he asks the man some questions. do you have any form of identification on you? what s your name? robert jones. robert jones? uh-huh. am i not supposed to be on the tracks? no, that s not the problem right now. what s your address? i don t have an address. i m at the hotel. we re working on houses and stuff like that, roofing. the police officer seems to believe the man s story, that he s a roofer staying at a nearby motel. but he s not 100% sure and questions the man further. it turns out the man is mcnair, the exact person the police are looking for.
prisoner they re looking for. and the officer can t tell if the person he stopped matches the description. so, he asks the man some questions. do you have any form of identification on you? what s your name? robert jones. robert jones? uh-huh. am i not supposed to be on the tracks? no, that s not the problem right now. what s your address? i don t have an address. i m at the hotel. we re working on houses and stuff like that, roofing. the police officer seems to believe the man s story, that he s a roofer staying at a nearby motel. but he s not 100% sure and questions the man further. it turns out the man is mcnair, the exact person the police are looking for. but the smooth-talking criminal is able to fool the cop. the man tells the police officer that he has a brother who can back up his claims. call my little brother, man. all right. let me just verify. he says his brother is staying at the motel. let me verify that. if so, i ll just cut him loose. all right, thank
but when i was waiting longer, then i start worry a little bit. she doesn t know that her only child, who doesn t speak english and has never flown before, is having trouble clearing customs and immigration. if you re coming from outside the country, you re supposed to be directed to what s called secondary customs so they can process your papers. robert apparently becomes confused by the process and spends several hours wandering around the customs area. until at least 10:00, no one had any real interaction with him. and as unbelievable as this sounds, there was a person walking around in an area where security is at its highest, and he is not paid attention to for in excess of seven hours. at 10:00 p.m., after waiting at baggage claim for several
you know the bad thing about it? you re matching up to him. that sucks, doesn t it? yeah. the officer notices the man s legs are scraped. did you go through a briar patch or something? yeah, roofing. i always roof in shorts. got my scratches up on the roof. that s why your knees are all cut up? yeah. do you all wear pads? it s too hot. the pads rub the back of your legs. it seems mcnair has an answer for everything. but when the officer asks him his name a second time, mcnair gives a different response. what s your name again? jimmy jones. he says his name is jimmy jones. but the first time he said it was robert jones. what s your name? robert jones. but the police officer doesn t pick up on it and almost apologizes for detaining the man. put yourself in my position. well, yeah. but i m not i know. i m not throwing you against the you think i m an escapee?