Mr. Rubenstein. It is hard to talk to people through a piece of glass like that. You have got a barrier between you. He looked good. Jack looked good, but he didn’t act right. He looked disturbed to me.
Mr. Griffin. What about him, what did you see that——
Mr. Rubenstein. He wasn’t our Jack 100 percent. There was something bothering him.
Mr. Griffin. You don’t know?
Mr. Rubenstein. I don’t know. I am not a psychiatrist. I can’t figure the man out. We knew it wasn’t right. We thought it was the environment in the jail, maybe he was mistreated.
Mr. Griffin. Are you talking about the time you saw him before the—before Christmas?
Mr. Rubenstein. Yes.
Mr. Griffin. What did he say or what indications did you see about his face or mannerisms?
Mr. Rubenstein. Something like “What are they keeping me here for, what have they got me in here for?”
Half sentences. He asked me if I called certain people and here I haven’t even known any people. He gave me a list of names to call and I tried to write them down, you know, quick and I didn’t know nobody. I didn’t want to argue with him. I didn’t want to aggravate his situation. I didn’t want to disturb him any more than I had to and he gave me names, called off names, I said I will get in touch with them.