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"The murderer gazes deep
into detective Fletcher's eyes.

"'I'll get you one
day', he hissed

"As detective Fletcher
led him to the patrol car."

The end. Time for bed.

More! More!

Jackson Kinley, don't
you go arguing, you hear?

What happens to
the murderer, granny?

They took him to jail.

Fed him bread and water.

And?

And then they electrocuted him.

I knew it! I knew you
had a better ending!

(Making crackling sounds)

(Muffled groaning)

(Sirens wailing)

(Reporters shouting)

Male reporter: Now, warden,
was there a stay of execution?

Warden: Okay, I have
just a brief statement.

At 12:06 am, in accordance
with the sentence handed down...

- Mr. Kinley!
- Mr. Kinley!

Did his wife show up?

Woman: What were his last words?

Did he show any remorse?

Unfortunately, I think
he probably loved prison.

For some people, it's
no punishment at all.

You don't look like a man who's
just witnessed an execution.

What's a man who just witnessed
an execution supposed to look like?

Pulitzer prize-winning
author, Jackson Kinley

Was invited by Robert norwood
to be present at his execution.

Undoubtedly, this
will be the final chapter

in a book about this serial
killer that has ended here, tonight

At Nebraska state penitentiary.

Jackson: (On tape) Interview
with norwood, June 19th.

Why did you spare their
lives in the beginning?

Norwood: The little red-haired girl
changed all that. The one from Boston.

I kept her for...

Three weeks.

Walked her on a leash
through the commons

One rainy afternoon
before I killed her.

After that

Letting them live seemed
like a self-indulgence.

Jackson: So you mad
e a conscious decision?

Norwood: You mean,
did I say to myself,

"okay, norwood, go out
and kill some people"?

Jackson: Yes.

It never entered my
mind one way or another.

It was just a way of life.

Before I met them,
they were dead.

After I met them,
they were dead.

You get it, don't you, Kinley?

Yeah.

You get it.

(Telephone rings)

(Answering machine clicks)

Hi, this is dora overton.
I'm a friend of Ray's...

I'm a friend of
sheriff ray tindall.

Um...

Ray died this afternoon.

It was his heart, they think.

The da wants, uh...

Well, there's going
to be an autopsy.

The funeral is this Wednesday.

(Answering machine clicks)

Oh, ray.

Hmm.

Minister: Our father,

we pray that you will be most
gracious with those who mourn,

casting your loving
care upon them

That they may know thy great
compassion, mercy, and comfort.

Take us from this place

With the remembrance of the joy
that so filled our dear, departed brother.

Jackson: Well, here's
to you, old buddy. (Sighs)

Hmm.

"Kinley, everything you've
been searching for is here."

What the hell?

Ray: "In an age of mass death,

"one life, unlawfully
taken, still matters so much

"that the failure to discover how
and by whom that life was taken

"contains all we know
of romantic terror.

"Jackson Kinley."

(Panting)

(Door closes)

(Footsteps)

Who's there?

Jackson: Hello?

Ray's journal.

Mr. Kinley. Theodore
warfield, district attorney.

- How do you do?
- Please have a seat.

I've read most of your books.

Ray and I discuss them.

The one that I found most
provocative was on Wesley bright.

How'd you happen to
be interested in him?

Killed an entire family.

I was curious why a man
would do something like that.

Today, they call
them sociopaths.

Back in the 19th century, you know
what they would have called him?

A moral imbecile.
Evil, pure and simple.

It's in their genes.

Well, maybe so.

You attended his execution.

Yes, I did. It wasn't pretty.

No. That's where
you're wrong, Mr. Kinley.

They're beautiful.
Majestic, even.

It's one of the few places where we
get to dispense pure and true justice.

Well, now, you didn't come here
to discuss my theories on the law.

What can I do for you?

Do you know what ray
was doing out in the canyon?

Never know with ray.

I was wondering if I could
have a look at the autopsy report.

Autopsy report?

You requested an autopsy.

I'll get it for you.

And the police report, if I may.

There wasn't an investigation.

They would have written up a
report. It's standard procedure.

There wouldn't be much in it.

No, I know. Just photographs,
initial observations.

The cops never leave it blank.

Sometimes, it's never more than a
weather report, but it's always filled in.

Mrs. Hunter?

You find what you're
looking for, Mr. Kinley?

I take it you
suspected foul play.

Any sign of that in our reports?

Nope.

Well, good. I'd like to
know about it, if you did.

You'd be the first
person I'd have told.

Good. You know, Ray's
passing was a tragedy to us all.

I know you and he were close.

Yeah.

You were here last time,
six, seven years ago?

Yeah. For my
grandmother's funeral.

Mmm-hmm.

You know, ray was
awfully proud of you.

He read and he
re-read your books.

Well, now, if there's anything
else we can do for you,

just let us know.

I like to keep an open
door here to the public.

There is one thing. A Dr. Stark
signed the coroner's report.

That wouldn't happen
to be Vernon stark?

Yes, that's right.

Thank you.

Little Jack Kinley.

It's good to see
you again, doctor.

Come on in, son, and sit down.

How are you?

Are you still the
sufferer, my boy?

Well, those attacks you
used to have, the asthma?

Oh, no. I finally outgrew it.

Do you remember that day?

It was about a month before we
learned about your mama's passing.

What day?

We almost lost you.

You were about five.

And you were
suffocating, turning blue.

The old woman brought you in.

She didn't have a
potion for that one.

She hated to admit
she needed my help.

Huh. Granny dollar.

I thought you were already dead.

We tried an injection,
but it didn't work.

You wouldn't breathe.

Then I thought of something.

One last try.

We put you in a car and
drove as fast as we could.

Your grandmother held
your head out the window

So the air was forced
down your lungs.

I don't remember...

I don't remember
that particular attack.

Well, that's the
glory of childhood.

You can forget such evil things.

Death was very
close to you that day.

Death was snatching at you.

Just like that.

(Chuckles)

Well, actually, sir, I came to
ask you about another death.

Uh, ray tindall's.
You did the autopsy?

He had a massive heart attack.

- As massive as I've ever seen.
- You're certain?

Oh, he wouldn't slow down.
Smoked, drank, overworked.

Was he taking any medication?

Oh, just the opposite.

He was doing everything wrong.

I told him a hundred times to stay
away from doing anything strenuous.

Then he walks down the canyon.

You used to live over there.
You know what that canyon's like.

If he'd told me he was going there,
I'd have pulled the pistol out and said,

"here, ray, just shoot yourself.

"It'll save us the trouble
of having to hunt for you."

In a way, he killed himself.

He knew...

He knew that canyon
was no place for him.

Oh, don't play with that, son.

What do you want?

- I'm looking for dora overton.
- I'm her.

- I'm Jackson Kinley.
- I know who you are.

I want to thank you
for calling me about ray.

Ray would have
wanted that. Wouldn't he?

You and ray were...

Yes.

Why, he never
mentioned you to me.

Why are you here?

Did you take his files?

I was going through some
of his things last night.

And I noticed that the o's
were missing from his files.

O... overton.

Want to come in?

Ray's journal.

I needed it. To see
if it had the answer.

It didn't.

Answer to what?

Ray and I drifted apart.

I thought it could've
had to do with...

I'd asked ray to help me
out with a personal matter.

So, the missing files,
did you take those, too?

No. I could have, but
they were gone already.

Ray told me about
you in high school.

What you were like. Real quiet.

Genius.

He said that you
were best friends.

Yeah.

Well, ray, was, uh...

Well, he was my only friend.

He was proud of you.

He would write to you,
but you never wrote back.

We spoke.

A few weeks ago.

But, yeah, I
didn't write. I, uh...

I don't know. It was always ray.

Always left it to him.

(Thunder rumbles)

He said you could play.

Uh, yeah, a little.

Go ahead.

Hmm.

Scheherazade.

This one of your favorites?

Ray brought it.

Ray brought this?

He liked it.

Go ahead.

(Jackson playing piano)

Dora: Will you be staying?

- Staying?
- Sequoyah.

Uh, no, no. I'm
leaving tomorrow.

Mmm.

Yeah.

I'm gonna miss him.

We both will.

Good night.

(Fiddle music
playing on the radio)

Waitress: Excuse me, Dan.

Michael, my order up?

Michael: Here you go, darlin'.

- Waitress: Excellent. Thanks.
- Michael: Sure.

Waitress: Here you go, al.

(Door creaks)

You're too early.

We don't open till noon.

Thought you were
flying back to New York.

Nice place.

Thanks.

- Had it long?
- Uh-huh.

(Breaks coin roll)

(Coins clattering)

What do you want?

- I was just wondering...
- About?

Uh, the missing file.

It had something to
do with you, didn't it?

Had everything to do with me.

Remember a girl
named Ellie dinker?

The woman in black who
wandered around town?

That was Ellie's mother.

Uh, right.

- Ellie dinker was murdered.
- Yes.

By Lloyd...

Overton.

Lloyd Walter overton
was my father.

They electrocuted him.

- For killing Ellie dinker.
- He didn't do it.

How old were you
when he was executed?

Six months.

- You didn't know him.
- I know he didn't do it.

Is this the personal matter
ray was helping you with?

Ray was helping
me with everything.

Talk to me.

Let's go outside.

All my life, I listened
to my mother's litany.

Which was?

Thomas warfield
executed your father.

Old man warfield was
the prosecutor back then.

And mom would drone on and
on, repeating his closing arguments.

Do you remember it?

"Lloyd overton took
a child into the woods.

"Lloyd overton did
unspeakable things

"To a young girl who
was powerless to resisting.

"That man there...

"That man, Lloyd Walter overton,

"with malice aforethought

"took Ellie dinker's life."

(Sighs)

There's no escaping
the past here.

Is there?

Jackson: I remembe r
Ellie dinker's mother used to

Wander up and down here.

Always whispered, "Ellie?
Have you seen my Ellie?"

It's always better
to know, isn't it?

To know what?

The truth.

I'm caught in a time warp here.

Jackson: Sequoyah
building and lumber.

Dora: My father was
working here that day.

He got sick, and
he went home early.

His truck broke down, and someone
saw him talking to Ellie dinker

by the side of the road.

And then the next day,
they found Ellie's dress

Not far from where my
father's truck had stalled.

And they found a
blood-stained tire iron

And Ellie's shoes in his truck.

But the body was
never found, was it?

No.

Got home by 3:00.
That's not enough time to

Fix a pick-up, kill someone,
hide the body, and...

Well...

What, you think he's guilty?

No, I was just...

I'm just trying to put
the pieces together.

And?

And what?

You're no different
than the rest of them are.

Rest of who?

Sequoyah.

Are you telling me that ray was
wasting the state's time and money

on a 40-year-old case?

Well, he must've had
something to go on.

I'll tell you what he had.

He had dora overton.

Now, relatives never want
to believe a jury's verdict.

From what I hear, dora was
brainwashed by her mother.

Your father was the
district attorney then, right?

- He prosecuted Lloyd overton?
- That's right.

Sent him straight
to the electric chair.

He never doubted
overton's guilt?

No.

Overton raped Ellie.

Flung her body off a cliff.

Threw it in a river.
Nobody knows where.

- Nobody except...
- Did you know her?

- What?
- Ellie dinker.

Sounded as if you knew her.

Did you?

Well, we were friends.

The girl is dead, Mr. Kinley.

Your father, is he still alive?

No. We lost him five years ago.

The case is truly closed.

There are no statutory
limits on murder cases.

Of course, you know that.

Uh, I'd like to access the
evidence and the trial transcripts.

Photographs and
official records.

Why are you doing
this, Mr. Kinley?

I told you. It mattered to ray.

Are you a lawyer?

Oh, gosh, no.

Just poking around?

Mrs. Dinker do the same thing.

Harriet... Harriet Calhoun,
she used to be the county clerk.

She'd bring Mrs.
Dinker all these files.

Uh, when was that?

After the trial.
And the execution.

Even after that.

The poor thing
couldn't let it be.

When was the last
time she was here?

About five years ago.
Right before she died.

Did she ask for
anything in particular?

I could ask Mrs. Calhoun.

She's on a trip now, she
went to visit her grandson.

But when she comes
back, I could ask.

Well, if you need anything
else, you just let me know.

Oh, Mrs. Dinker poked
through these for 30 years?

She surely did.

First witness,
Mrs. Martha dinker.

Warfield: Mrs. Dinker, you
saw your daughter at noon?

Mrs. Dinker: Ellie
went to the mountain

To see her friend, kitty slater.

Warfield: Did you actually
see Ellie head up the mountain?

Please.

Did you see Ellie
go up the mountain?

Yes, sir.

I seen her go.

Can you remember what
Ellie was wearing that morning?

She had on a green dress.

And a brown pair of shoes.

Was the dress a dark
green or a light green?

Dark green.

And it had a little white
Lacy collar that I made for her.

Did you ever see
your daughter again?

No, sir.

Mrs. Dinker.

Do you see this
dress I'm holding?

Please, I ask you.

Is this your daughter
Ellie's dress?

I ain't seen it since that day.

(Sobbing)

That evening, Mrs.
Dinker suspected, quote,

"Something bad had happened."

And went to sheriff Maddox.

Sheriff Maddox set up a
roadblock and sent his deputy, Wade

to search the woods
north of the mountain road.

Warfield: So, what did you
find in those woods, deputy?

I found a green dress
sort of hanging on a limb.

Did you find
anything in the truck?

Yes, sir.

I found a tire iron.

Looked to me to have
blood and hair on it.

And there was a
pair of brown shoes.

(Whispering)

Warfield: What happened then?

Well, me and the others, uh...

We went to overton's place.

We sort of fanned out, you
know, in case he tried to run for it.

And we waited.

Then overton and his
wife come up the hill.

I got on one side of him, and
sheriff Maddox, he got on the other.

And he says, "Lloyd,

"you know a little girl
named Ellie dinker?"

And overton just
didn't say nothing.

His face just sort of went pale.

Objection, your honor.

Judge: Sustained.

- And then you arrested him?
- Yes, sir.

He didn't put up
any fight about it.

He just sort of
come over with us.

His wife was cryin'
and such, but, uh...

Overton, he didn't
offer no resistance.

No resistance.

Sheriff Maddox
accuses him of murder.

Mrs. Overton is there
watching, and he...

Passively gives up,
as if it didn't matter.

(Click)

Here you are.

Well, thank you, ma'am.
That's very kind of you.

You're from these parts,
aren't you, Mr. Kinley?

Uh, yes, ma'am.

I... I don't believe
I knew your folks.

Well, ma'am, I didn't either.

They were killed in a car
accident when I was four.

I was raised by
my granny dollar.

Mrs. Dollar?

Uh, yes... I remember her.

Well, among other things, she
was a... A mystery aficionado.

Must be why I'm so
curious about this case.

(Grandfather clock tolling)

(Blues piano music playing)

Dora: Excuse me.

I thought you'd gone.

No.

Dora: Why not?

- Why, do you want me to go?
- No.

Uh, it's up to you, isn't it?

You want a scotch?

Sure.

You always keep such late hours?

Mmm-hmm.

Not very good at small talk?

No.

What's that?

Ray... I think he was
trying to tell me something.

About what?

I'm not sure.

Who else knew ray
was working on the case?

Nobody. It wasn't official.

Didn't tell anyone else?

It got to ray, you know?

Made him secretive.

I found him burning copies of
old transcripts in his fireplace.

Evening, dora.

Evening, Mr. Talbott.

Who was that?

Lonely old man. Comes
in here once a week.

Sits here staring
at me while I work.

Funny old guy.

I wouldn't call that
funny. I'd call that...

Astute.

Probably feels guilty.

For what?

Losing the case.

That's Horace talbott.

He was my father's lawyer.

It's on the house.

Jackson: Well, don't you think it was
odd that overton would've taken the time

to hide the body, and then just
leave the dress out in the open,

Flapping in the wind?

Things that don't make sense

always bother me, Mr. Kinley.

You say you're doing
this for miss overton?

Yes, I guess you
could say that, sir.

Well, like you, I'd like
to set her mind at rest.

And for that reason, I wouldn't
like to get into an explanation

For her father's actions.

Well, then you have
an explanation, sir?

Yes. He was deranged.

Lloyd was a quiet man.

You'd have thought that he was
a mute, if you hadn't known better.

But underneath,
there was an upheaval.

Maybe for years, he'd
watched little girls go by

and he'd wanna grab
one, have his way with her.

And then...

Then one day, he kills.

You've written
about such people.

Did you know him
before the trial?

Very slightly.

If you felt this way about
him, why did you defend him?

My connection was not with
overton, but with his wife Sara.

She worked for me. Or
should I say, for my late wife.

In what capacity?

My wife was an
invalid, Mr. Kinley.

So Mrs. Overton did
our cooking and cleaning.

And, uh... Naturally I knew her.

When her husband was
arrested, she came to me.

But you didn't believe
he was innocent?

No.

The evidence, his manner...

He was a time bomb.

Did the jury realize
you felt this way, sir?

(Scoffs)

Overton was
following an impulse.

He had a need.

Like you, Mr. Kinley.

Your current need is
to pursue an old case.

That day on the mountain,
overton pursued Ellie dinker.

The only difference between you and
overton is that he had an extreme need.

And yours is a safe

and utterly common one.

I am old, the case is old.

Everyone involved is dead.

Are you asking me
to leave, Mr. Talbott?

Yes, I am, Mr. Kinley.

But as you see, I
am doing it politely.

I'm just an ordinary
man, Mr. Kinley.

My self-indulgences
set me apart.

The day I saw the honey-haired
girl in the laundro-mat

Or the waitress in
the pink uniform with...

Well, they were
asking to be had.

But my daily life

is uneventful.

Boring.

(Videotape stops)

"Did Mr. Overton discuss his
private life with you, Mr. Snow?"

His what?

You and overton worked
together. You talked, didn't you?

Oh, sure. Always.

Did he ever express
in confidence...

Uh, discuss his troubles?

Oh, yes, sir. We talked a lot.

Well, in the course
of these conversations

Were you able to get a good idea of
his state of mind on November, the 3rd?

He was upset.

His mind was wandering, and
he wasn't doing his job too good.

Did you try to find out
what the trouble was?

Oh, yes, sir. I had
to. His work was off.

I can't put up with that.

So I asked him straight out, I
said, "Lloyd, what's going on?"

But he just looked at me. He didn't
say nothing, so I went at him again.

And did he tell you
what was bothering him?

Yes, sir.

Woman troubles.

(People whispering)

That's what he said.

"I got real bad woman
troubles" he says to me.

Real bad woman troubles.

Warfield: Mr. Talbott.

Woman trouble, huh?

Did he mention Ellie dinker?

No, sir.

And did you ever see he
and Ellie dinker together?

Nope.

You have, however, seen
Mr. Overton with his wife?

Well, sure. Everybody has.

So all you know is

Lloyd overton said he was
having trouble with a woman.

Yeah, I guess.

You ever kill a woman?

No, sir.

And do you know any man

Who has never had woman trouble?

No.

Well, I don't either, Mr. Snow.

I can't think of a single one.

Thank you.

(Judge bangs gavel)

Mr. Snow?

Ain't nobody home!

I'd like to ask you some
questions, Mr. Snow.

You're wasting your time.

Think you have some
information for me.

Did you lie about Lloyd overton?

You do know what perjury is?

Son, I got one
foot in the grave.

Think I give a shit about
what comes out on me?

Well, just so you know, there are no
statutory limits on murder cases, Mr. Snow.

I didn't kill Ellie dinker.

But you know who
did, don't you, Luther?

Did warfield frame overton?

Something happened.

Nobody knows.

Now, that's the glory of it.

I remember you.
You was that little boy.

You used to play around
this neck of the woods.

You're one of them.

One of who?

Yeah, you growed
up big, just like...

Her.

Sequoyah don't
want your kind around.

Now get out of here.

Just what kind are you
talking about, Mr. Snow?

(Wheezy gasping)

Be careful.

You never know
who you really are.

Argh!

(Breathing heavily)

(Man talking on TV)

cut his throat.

Then he shot three times.

Then he stabbed several
times, also raped her.

Is that what you do, Kinley?

Play these things over and over
again, till you understand them?

I couldn't sleep.

I would've phoned you,
but I don't have a phone.

I brought you these.

My father's war letters.

I'm trusting you, Kinley.

It's all I have left of
him, so I want them back.

When you read them, you'll
see that he couldn't have done it.

He hated war. He hated killing.

And then after he was wounded,

he was shattered.

The letters changed.

But it didn't harden him.

He was good.

You'll see.

He was good.

- Here's your pie.
- Thank you.

The question is, what was Ellie
dinker doing on a mountain road alone

And why she wasn't
with her friend kitty slater?

- You want more coffee?
- Uh, no. Thanks.

You're that writer
fella, aren't you?

Everybody's talking about how you're writing
a book about the Ellie dinker murder case.

Oh, is that a fact?

Uh-huh.

Everybody's talking.

Uh... luanne?

Maybe you could help me out.

Uh, Ellie dinker
had a best friend.

Uh, her name was kitty slater.

You wouldn't happen
to know where she is?

Sure. Everybody
knows kitty slater.

She runs the barber
shop just down the street.

- Is that right?
- Uh-huh.

Ugh! When she was steamed up

She'd give people
hell like she was on fire.

Right before the murder,
she was real mad.

Boiling over.

- Did she say why?
- Oh, I didn't ask.

Didn't have to.

A man, probably.

They had a way
of letting her down.

Anyone in particular?

Hmm. Why, you
writing about Ellie?

Uh, I know it's been a long time,
but if you remember anything...

Uh, anything at all...

Well...

Ellie never did show up.

I mean, she was supposed to come up, and
then we were walkin' back to town together.

There was gonna
be a parade at sunset,

but she never
made it to our house.

Hmm. Why would she come
all the way up the mountain

Just so you two could turn around
and go on back down to town?

Oh, she wanted it that way.

I mean, I said to her, "Ellie,
I'll come by 'round your house."

But she said, real
firm-like, "no. I'll come up."

Just like that.

And that's the last
words she said to me.

What the hell was
she doing here?

Hmm.

So, I read your
father's letters.

And?

Good men have been
known to kill, dora.

You think he did it?

- I didn't say that.
- Well...

Well, that's what
you're thinking.

No.

Then what are you thinking?

I'm... I'm just wondering
why he didn't testify.

If he was innocent,
he should've spoken.

Well, I don't know
why he chose not to.

Your father seemed to be a
very decent, hard-working man.

In love with his wife.

But when he was
accused of murder,

he made no attempt
to save himself.

No, it doesn't make sense to me.

Didn't ray ever talk to
you about his theory?

No.

Do you think there
was anything going on

between Ellie dinker
and your father?

Definitely not.

- What makes you so sure?
- My mama.

She said it was impossible.

Well...

Wives don't always know.

Sure they do, Kinley.

They just pretend not to.

Did you read them all?

Yeah.

He starts out so brave, so
idealistic, and then after he was shot

it's almost as if he
was waiting to die.

Sometimes I think
that if he had lived,

I wouldn't have gotten
along with him very well.

I don't like weak people.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna walk the
route Ellie dinker took up the mountain.

You are?

Mmm-hmm. I'm gonna start
where her house was and...

I'll go with you.

You will?

Yeah.

You're a city boy now.

You need me to.

(Car honks horn)

Morning.

You still reading
those transcripts?

Uh, your father
did an excellent job.

Considering all the
evidence was circumstantial.

He was the finest lawyer
sequoyah ever produced.

I'm prejudiced, I guess.

Well, still in all, having
never found a body,

It must've left him with a
little doubt, don't you think?

About overton's guilt?

None whatsoever.

- How you doing, dora?
- Getting by.

Come on.

Ellie left through the
backyard, remember?

She took this trail.

Kinley.

It took us half an hour.

So that puts Ellie here
at 12:30 in the afternoon.

But your father didn't leave
work till 12:30 in the afternoon.

Yeah.

So she was already here
before he even arrived.

Jackson: Why? Was
she waiting for him?

(Engine sputters)

Why'd she want to meet at the
slater's house instead of her own, huh?

Just to come all the way up
here, go right on back down, and...

And why did she
leave five hours early?

So, she is up here.

Your dad's truck pulls over.

Uh, in his letters...

Uh-huh?

He doesn't give any
details about his wounds?

He was hit in both legs.

Mama said he limped.

Hmm.

(Exhales)

Why can't I let this go?

Well, be glad you can't.

Least you know
something about your father.

You know your
family history. I...

I don't know
anything about mine.

I got no letters, no pictures.

Nothing.

What's worse?

I don't know.

Nah, it's better to know.

I used to think it was better not to
have anyone to answer to, you know...

Anyone whose
affections mattered.

Is that a warning?

You trying to tell
me you're a loner?

No, it's just an
explanation, dora.

Oh. I see.

Thank you, honey. Could you
just put that on my tab, please?

Luanne: Sure thing, Mr. Wade.

So, Mr. Wade, mind if I ask you a
few questions about the investigation?

Shoot.

How did you first
hear about the murder?

Well...

We got this radio call.

We got this call that
Ellie dinker was missing.

That she'd been on her way up to kitty
slater's house and, uh, didn't make it.

So we went over to the
slater's house, talked to them.

Nothing to learn there.

Then we divided up.

I took the woods.

I found Ellie dinker's dress.

It was just hanging
there, bent over a limb.

Like it was...

Jackson: Like it was what?

Well, like it was
waiting for me.

At the site where
the dress was found

Was there any
indication of a struggle?

Nope.

Murder didn't happen there.

There was no blood, no
broken plants. Nothing.

He must've carried her
there from someplace else.

He?

Overton.

You had no reason to
doubt you had the right man?

No, not really.

But, there wasn't a body?

Nope. Just a bloody dress.

Did you look?

What's that?

Did you look for the body?

Listen...

Now, I told ray
how it was that day.

That was my first
year on the job.

Now, I hadn't seen
nothin' like that.

Knowin' what I know today,

It wasn't a real hunt.

No, I'm convinced nobody really
cared about finding Ellie dinker's body.

(Thunder rumbles)

(Water splashing)

Kinley.

Come on out of there.

So, you thought my father
dumped Ellie's body into the well?

I just wanted to
eliminate the possibilities.

I checked it out
already six years ago.

- You did?
- Mmm-hmm.

Found Mrs. Dinker in the yard.

Peering down into the well.

"My little girl down
there?" She said.

Hell, I climbed right in.

- Kinley...
- Hmm?

I wanna know the truth, okay?

If he did it, I
can live with that.

Tell me.

Tell you what?

Do you think he did it?

No.

With you and ray...

Was it love?

Maybe it was.

For him.

You stayed the night.

Didn't you want me to stay?

I just didn't think you would.

Ray never did.

(Sighs)

Let's not make any promises.

Okay.

It doesn't mean anything.
Doesn't have to mean anything.

Right.

No, it... Doesn't
have to mean a thing.

You better go now. Okay?

Why?

'Cause that's the way it is.

- With people?
- No. With me. It's me.

I hate clinging
women. I hate 'em.

They end up expecting
something, and then they end up...

- Victims. I know.
- Right.

- Dora, you're not...
- I've worked very hard not to become one.

And I haven't been, and
I don't intend to start now.

Does a cup of coffee
come with this refrain?

I... I just want to be careful.

- Of what?
- Of becomin' trivial.

What do you want, dora?

I want to find out
who killed Ellie dinker.

And I don't want to
die until I know that.

Is that what last
night was all about?

- May I help you?
- Oh! Oh, my.

Oh, Mrs. Hunter, I'm sorry.

I knocked and knocked.

I was leaving it for you.

I found the answer.

You know, about Mrs. Dinker,

About what she
was interested in?

Well, Harriet Calhoun finally
got back from her vacation,

and she told me that Mrs. Dinker

Used to ask for
one thing. Volume 4.

Volume 4.

Well, that was
her own testimony.

That's right.

And Harriet says that Mrs. Dinker
didn't even read the whole volume.

She just read one page.

- One page?
- Yes.

The poor thing would
leave the book open and...

Harriet couldn't
help but noticing.

Number 4-14.

I thought you'd want
to take a peek at it.

Uh, yes, I would.

I'll be wantin' that
back, you hear?

Of course, ma'am.

"Mrs. Dinker, can you remember
what Ellie was wearing that morning?"

She had on a green dress

And a brown pair of shoes.

Thomas: Was the dress a
dark green or a light green?

Dark green.

And it had a white Lacy
collar that I made for her.

Did you ever see
your daughter again?

No, sir.

Mrs. Dinker...

Please.

I ask you, is this your
daughter Ellie's dress?

I ain't seen it since that day.

Jackson: What was she saying?

The dress?

She didn't actually
identify the dress.

Harlan.

I'd like to take a look at
Ellie's dress, if you don't mind.

How did you find me out here?

What, are you undercover
or something? (Sniggers)

Mr. Warfield's
secretary told me.

I'm on official business.

Folks plant marijuana
between the rows of corn.

Those few that need
the extra money.

Why wasn't there a better
search for Ellie's body?

Huh? And why is it that so
many people, they just didn't care?

I think you know
something about this, Harlan.

Why don't you just talk to me?

Ellie dinker wasn't no Princess.

She was more of a teenage whore.

But her mama thought
Ellie was an angel.

And we was being southern
gentlemen, looking after our ladies.

That's why we didn't dig deep,

'Cause we knew what we'd find.

You think she was...

Turning tricks out there
on that mountain road?

(Laughs)

I figured overton arranged to
meet her for a quick fix of jelly roll.

She made a smart-ass remark.

They had a dispute over the fee.

She ends up dead.

That's your theory, huh?

Harlan, that's bullshit. What, you've
been a cop for how many years?

And you're telling me
that you are satisfied

with the way that
investigation was handled?

What I'm telling you is that
warfield called the shots.

It was his baby from day one.

Well, how about that dress?

- Will you forget about it?
- I'd like to see it.

Well, so would I.

It's gone. Vanished.

I could use a drink.

We kept it all in a box.

Tire iron, her shoes, dress.

All the physical evidence

down in the courthouse basement.

I was organizing stuff, and...

And I come across this box.

The flaps is open.
Everything's there.

Everything except
Ellie dinker's dress.

Well, don't take
this personal, Harlan.

That investigation
was pretty shoddy.

Yep. Somebody
wanted it that way.

Looks like somebody still
wants it that way, too, 'cause

we both know Ellie dinker's dress didn't
just get up and walk off by itself, now.

(Both chuckle)

Now, ray, he knew the answer.

Now, how do you know that?

'Cause he changed, that's why.

Was like he didn't
want to know anymore.

Whatever he learned, it,
uh... It sat heavy on him.

Now, look here, Jack...

It's time for you
to get back home.

(Blues rock playing)

I want everything.

I want to know... Whatever
your mother saved

That had anything
to do with your father.

Any other letters, articles,
any newspaper clippings

That come from
the trial, anything.

I want it all.

Listen to this one.

"Lloyd Walter
overton, though only 35

"Looked much
older than his years.

"He closed his
eyes in a tight squint

"as if in anticipation
of the shock

"that was to come.

"Or perhaps to prevent himself
the indignity of a scream."

"His eyes did not open
again in this world."

The man who wrote this
was on your father's side.

You got a phone book?

Why?

I gotta find this guy.

I don't have a
telephone, remember?

Uh-huh.

(Chuckles)

Townsend: Who the hell is it?

You better not be sellin'
anything at this hour.

Are you the Gordon townsend who
worked for the sequoyah standard?

I might be. Why?

I'd like some information
on the Ellie dinker case.

Well, it's about time.

Townsend: It was odd.

It took a while for word to get
out about Ellie's disappearance.

She'd been gone for a couple
of days before I knew about it.

Sheriff Maddox set up the roadblocks,
and then suddenly, just like that

they found her bloody
dress hanging on a tree.

That very day,
they nailed overton.

My wife used to water these.

She's gone now.

I take it you don't think
overton murdered the girl.

He didn't have a motive.

Well, Luther snow
testified that...

Oh, "woman troubles."
That's a load of crap.

You taking notes?

Uh, if you don't mind.

Yeah, well, take
this down. Uh...

After overton was arrested, I wrote
to the army and got his war record.

Oh, he'd been
wounded, all right.

But what his lawyer
failed to mention to the jury

was that Lloyd overton had
been shot up in the groin.

In his genitals.

But his wife was pregnant.

Overton had lost the
capacity to handle women.

That included his
wife and Ellie dinker.

- Are you sure about that?
- I've got his war record.

Why didn't you tell anyone this?

Who said I didn't?

I went straight to his attorney.

"Mr. Talbott, I got
proof for you right here."

Oh, he was smooth.
Thanked me profusely.

But he didn't lift a finger.
Never brought it up at the trial.

After overton was sentenced,
I went to visit him in prison.

I told him I knew.

And he insisted
that I leave it alone.

Why?

Pride, I guess.

A month later, he was dead.

I got all my notes.

Records, everything.

I hoped one day
somebody would come.

It's all there.

I gave that to another
fella just a month ago.

Who?

Sheriff ray tindall. I gave it to him,
but he never did a damn thing with 'em.

Just brought 'em back, never said
a word. Just handed 'em back to me.

When was this?

The day he died.

Overton was a broken
man. Emasculated.

Suffering through the
inexplicable pregnancy of his wife

and accused of murder,
and you refused to save him.

Gordon townsend told you about
his condition before the execution.

Yes, he did, but I
already knew about it.

You... how?

From his wife, Sara.

She was a beautiful woman.

Oh, so...

You and Sara.

We were both married
to invalids, Mr. Kinley.

Who had withdrawn from society.

Not only is he physically devastated,
he's cuckolded by his lawyer.

It's late, Mr. Kinley.

Much too late.

Mr. Talbott, what happened when the
beautiful Sara discovered she was pregnant?

We discussed the
possibility of abortion.

Which was illegal
in those days, sir.

Illegal, but obtainable.

Neither of us wanted that.

I asked her to marry me.

She refused.

She wouldn't do that to overton.

And then the good old sacrificial
lamb overton gets arrested.

That's convenient. And
you supposedly defend him.

I tried to save him!

And that's why you
kept his wounds a secret.

He didn't tell me about that. I couldn't
let on that I knew without implicating Sara.

Well, let's not forget you, sir.

Besides, it was irrelevant.

Lloyd overton
killed Ellie dinker.

He was seen with her
just hours before she died.

And the shoes in the
truck and the bloody dress

And the tire iron. They're all
circumstantial, sir. You let him die!

He murdered her!

He was a man ready to explode.

Think of the rage
that he carried in him.

He was a half man
with a pregnant wife!

Who knows what
went on in his mind?

And then he spots this
girl on a deserted road,

and she sashays up to him,
wagging her behind, and he snaps!

I tried to save him.

For Sara and the child.

Jackson...

Will you tell dora?

Should I?

Ray didn't.

He knew? He got this far?

He came here about a
month before he died.

I asked him if he was
gonna tell dora and...

And he said absolutely.

No hesitation. Absolutely.

Apparently, something
changed his mind.

I watch her, you know.

I follow her.

Seen you two together.

(Sobbing) She... she's...

My only child.

I don't go to her bar
for the ambience.

I go just so I can be in
the same room with her.

(Voice choking) I'd like
to hold her in my arms.

Once before I die.

- You all right?
- Oh, yeah.

You're sweating.

Oh, I do that sometimes.

On a cold night?

Yeah.

That's your first lie to me.

Thank you.

Well, as I live and breathe
it's the author, Mr. Kinley.

Usual, luanne.

How's that book of
yours coming along?

Book?

The one on the overton trial.

No use playing coy about it.

The whole town's buzzing.

(Sniggers)

Sure they're not, uh, buzzing
about the missing evidence?

What evidence?

Ellie dinker's dress.

You're speakin' to me
in riddles, Mr. Kinley.

Well, her dress is missin'
from the courthouse basement.

Who come up with that?

Harlan Wade.

Everyone signs in
before touching evidence.

That is very closely monitored.

Well, according to Harlan, the dress
disappeared somewhere between

May and August of '92.

Mmm.

The courthouse was closed then.

For renovations.

Outside of the cleaning staff,
no one else was allowed in.

You happen to know who
was on that cleaning staff?

Hmm. Mrs. Trumbell.

She had a stroke last year.

Who else?

Betty Raines.

Is that the same Betty Raines
who testified at the overton trial?

You wouldn't happen
to know where she lives?

Are you writing about my father?

- Do you know where she lives?
- I won't have anyone fouling his memory, you hear?

After that trial, my father sent a
good deal of money to Mrs. Overton.

She didn't even
know who it was from.

I don't suppose they do that sort
of thing in New York, now, do they?

But here, we're close.

My father felt that
woman's suffering.

You wanna write
about the trial, fine.

But lay off my father.

Is that clear?

So, are you gonna give me her address,
or do I have to ask your secretary for it?

Thank you, luanne.

(Rings doorbell)

Betty Raines? May
I speak with you?

As far as you could
tell, Mrs. Raines,

were Luther snow and
overton good friends?

No. They were
nothin' to each other.

They just worked
together, that's all.

Then...

Why did Luther snow say
that he was in his testimony?

I think to please Mr. Thompson.

He owned the sequoyah building and
lumber company where we all worked.

- hmm.
- Mr. Thompson and all them other bigwigs,

sheriff Maddox,
Mr. Warfield and them...

They all hung around together.

Had a lodge up in the canyon.

Used to go hunting,
drinkin', things like that.

And Luther, he did
odd jobs for all of them.

So, why did you
testify for overton?

Because he was innocent.

(Laughs quietly)

Mr. Warfield, he threatened me.

He said if I went
to court for overton

that I would be fired.

He said Ellie weren't
nothing but a whore.

You know, Mrs. Dinker...

She didn't believe that
overton done it, either.

She come to me after the trial.

She said there were
something wrong with the dress.

She asked me if
she could see it.

Did you show it to her?

Mmm, well, it was hers.

If it belonged to anybody,
it belonged to her.

What did she say or do
when you brought it to her?

She spread it out on
this table right here.

Didn't say nothin'.

She just, uh, ran her fingers

Over the chest part of it...

And then she just
left it laying there.

I never did take it back.

There it is.

Hmm.

Wait a minute.

Where's the collar?

Mrs. Dinker said she made
a lace collar for this dress.

Well, it was there.

You can see where it was
stitched down real good.

Somebody cut it off.

Not torn?

No. It was cut
clean with scissors.

This dress was taken
off without a struggle.

Thomas: Lloyd overton
took a child into the woods.

Lloyd overton forced her
down upon the ground.

(Child gasping)

that man took a
tire iron in his hands

and did unspeakable things

To a girl that was
powerless to resist.

That man, Lloyd Walter overton

took Ellie dinker's life.

Argh!

Jackson: Oh, I'm
sorry I woke you.

I, uh... I just, uh, had
another rough night.

We all do sometime.

Yeah. Yeah, well, hmm.

I don't know, ever since I've been
down here, I can't shake this one.

Dream.

When ray and I were kids

we went lookin' for this cottage way
back in the woods that ray had heard about.

We were almost
there, real close.

The air was...

It was real thick. It
was like swamp air.

And we come across
this... Well, hmm.

The best I can describe it
is a drapery of... of vines.

Just coiling, green...

It was impenetrable.

You ever find the cottage?

No, we had to turn back.
I had an asthma attack.

But ray has left me
this damn vine. It's...

He probably wanted to
remind you of that particular day.

You're never gonna
tell me, are you?

Tell you what?

Everything.

The truth.

What you've found.

What I've found?

Yeah.

You.

Kinley...

I should have told you
this sooner, but I didn't.

What?

That day when I found ray burning
the transcripts, I managed to save one.

Hmm.

Edna Mae Kinley.

Yeah.

Seems your mother was on trial

a long time ago.

You know, I'm not
authorized to do this.

I'm depending on
you, Mrs. Hunter.

State of Georgia
vs. Edna Mae Kinley.

"on the charges of

"practicing medicine
without a license?"

Prosecuted by Thomas warfield.

First witness,

Edna Mae Kinley.

So you, your mother
Mrs. Georgette dollar

And your son Jackson,
all reside in your cottage?

We do.

And the boy's father?

Long gone.

Do you own that
cottage, Mrs. Kinley?

Just about.

Well, how do you manage the
payments? Do you have a job?

I perform miracles.

(People murmuring)

Silence!

Thomas: Well, I
have a few questions.

- Questions?
- Yes.

Ask 'em.

About making a living.

It's all in your head.

What?

What you see when
you look at me?

- I...
- You're looking for a cure.

Looking for a way out.

- Are you saying that you...
- I provide the way.

They want a way out.

You practice medicine.

I give them things.

Mostly plants from the woods.

Are you guilty?

Yes.

I'll say this.

Nothing else.

There is no way out.

There are just voices.

Everything is in your head.

Nobody knows anything.

It's only a wish that
gets you through.

I don't practice medicine.

These people who come to
me, they don't want medicine.

I practice magic.

Sometimes when it's a problem in
their head, I give 'em magic for that, too.

See, their troubles are like stones,
but even a stone can disappear.

You just pick it up and throw it in
the river, and like magic, it's gone.

There's no harm in any of this.

You find what harm I've
done, you make me pay for that.

That's all I got to say.

Teddy warfield says the
overton case is consuming you.

Are you becoming a
nuisance, Jackson?

Yes, I'm afraid so, doctor.

Um...

Was Ellie dinker
ever your patient?

Yeah.

She ran around a lot.

Yes, she did.

When did you last treat her?

A week before the
murder. She came to me...

She was pregnant.

She wanted an abortion.

You have to understand
something, Jackson.

Ellie wasn't your
average teenager.

She was, uh, very...

Shall we say...

Frank.

She asked,

"can you get rid of it?"

Will you join me? It's late enough
in the afternoon, don't you think?

Yes. Thank you, sir.

I told her that performing
an abortion was illegal.

I never saw her again.

It was obvious
overton was the father.

Naturally, we had to...

Protect Ellie's name.
Yes, I understand.

Dr. Stark, overton did
not impregnate Ellie dinker.

He couldn't have.

During the war, he
was shot in the groin.

So it was quite impossible.

You ask your pal
Horace talbott about that.

Are you sure of this, Jackson?

He and warfield both knew. They
chose to withhold it from the jury.

And me.

If you didn't perform
abortions, who would?

Hmm?

Is this something somebody would
have gone to my mother about?

Jackson, I'm sorry you
found out about that.

Let it go now, you hear?

There's nothing more
you want to know. It's over.

Right.

Ray: Kinley,

I found some things at
your granny dollar's house.

The envelope.

A case I was working on.

I was going to burn them,
but I left them here, instead.

I figured if you'd found it, it's
because you looked real hard.

Hmm. Luther snow.

Horace talbott.

Thomas warfield.

Old man Thompson.
The whole gang.

Hmm.

"Two women burned
beyond recognition."

Edna Mae: Oh, god.

Oh.

Ellie.

Granny dollar: She's dead.

Ellie!

Ellie!

(Sobs)

No!

Luther, you better go
on and get out of here.

No, I want you to stay.

You can't do anything right.

Did you tell precious
Teddy about this?

Son, you know that little
tramp you were screwing...

That dinker girl?

Just found out you
got her pregnant.

Thomas: My boy doesn't know.

Oh, don't worry, son.
Daddy'll fix it for you.

He doesn't need to know he
got her pregnant, you hear me?

No problem. Daddy'll
give it to me to get rid of.

I'm not the one that
killed her! You did it!

- You're the one!
- You are the one!

You came to me for
a miracle, Thomas.

By god, perform one.

Raise her from the goddamn dead!

Mama.

Mama, get him out of here.

Mama, I said... Get
him out of here now!

(Edna Mae cries)

Come on. We got to get out.

(Young Kinley breathing heavily)

(Breathing heavily)

Argh!

Get up. Get up, boy.

Granny dollar: Vines
crawled all over the cottage.

Hiding it from view.

And soon, everyone
forgot it was there.

Hear me, boy.

You'll forget all this.

Granny dollar: What
do you want, mister?

I hurt real bad.

I need a cure.

It takes money.

Oh, I got that.

What's your name?

Lloyd. Lloyd overton.

I work over at sequoyah
building and lumber company.

Anybody know you come here?

No. No. No, ma'am, not a soul.

I got no use for
physicians, ma'am.

All I need's a
potion. A healing.

I'll take care of you. Come on.

Come on in here. Come on.

Stay here, boy.

No, Lloyd.

Drink this.

Go on.

- (Coughs)
- Lay back.

Sleep.

You sleep now.

Edna Mae: Mama!

Put her shoes
in the trunk there.

Luther...

Put her into edna Mae's car.

Then you get out of here.

(Wheezing)

(Wheezing)

Mama?

(Wheezing)

Edna Mae: Mama.

Mama, he's turning blue!

I'll take care of him.

(Wheezing)

Take her across the state line.

Don't come back for a
couple of weeks. Go on.

Okay. Look, Jackson. Jackson, I'm
going to come back for you, okay?

I'm going to come
back for you, honey.

(Wheezing)

Mama!

(Wheezing)

(Wheezing)

(Tires screech)

(Wheezing)

Breathe, boy.

Breathe!

Breathe!

Go on.

Breathe.

Breathe, boy, breathe!

(Coughs)

(Wheezing)

(Gasps)

(Labored breathing)

(Honks horn)

(Breathing normally)

Oh, why didn't you tell me?

You should've just told me, ray.

Goddamn maniac.

Kinley, what the hell?
You could've killed us both.

Kinley.

You all right?

Warfield.

I think there's a few
things you need to know.

Your father and...

And Ellie dinker...

And my...

My mother.

My mother.

(Breathing heavily)

No!

What is it, Kinley?

I know now.

Everything?

Yeah.

Are you going to tell me?

Yes.

Oh, yes.