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He ate his dad, He ate his mom

And that is the appetite of Big Tom.

No one has caught this whiskered wonder who bolts from the water like Texas thunder

Its fins like wings as he flies through the air,

he casts at the anglers a vicious stare.

Legend has it he lives today, Where oh where only God can say.

Can you tell it to us just one more time?

No, I best not. - Please...

You and your stupid catfish stories, lights out.

You heard him, Cap, on your back

I'll tuck you in and you're gonna sleep. There you go.

- Jimmy? - What?

- Do you love me? - Of course I do.

Does Mom?

You get some Sleep.

-Does Dad? - Who couldn't love you?

Me. I actually don't.

Alright, Come on.

Back in bed.

- Good night, Jimmy. - Sleep.

Tracy...

- Wait, wait. - Are you sure?

- What if my parents come back? - They won't come back, I swear.

- I want you. - We shouldn't do this.

We shouldn't do this.

I guess I'm just not ready.

You know, we'll be living together a week from today.

I'm not sure I'm ready for that either.

What do you mean?

I mean I don't know if I can go.

I can't leave them.

What? The boys? You can't leave the boys?

But What about us? You're so concerned...

You're so warped, so obsessed with those boys that you can't even see ahead of you.

I'm not obsessed.

- You never had the intention of leaving here. - Yes, I did.

You did? And when were you going to tell me?

- When the hell were you going to tell me? - I don't know, I'm Sorry.

It's me. I'm not good enough for you.

You're too good for me. It has nothing to do with that.

You'll never know that you're good enough if you don't get out of this dump.

Tracy...

Tracy, I can't have you leaving here angry at me.

I need you to be my friend.

As they say, if you wanna strike oil, it's probably in Texas.

The stupid ass sold the engine out of the back just a few months after he came home.

...still salvaged it, just have to get the invoice.

The VIN number matches up perfectly.

I don't know, some guy in a nasty joint.

I don't know....looks like 555-0199.

Right, he got his address out of the greenbacks

I gotta tell you it's a little errie out there.

We got our man, Baby, we got him.

So let's just stay low 'till I can get back and fill you in better.

Right.

Just drink a little of that beer, Traci, and get some rest.

Can I have one straight up here? - It's coming.

You can keep it, Honey.

Really? Wow, What'd I do to deserve this?

Thank you.

Is that your hubby Ray over there?

What did he do this time?

I'm not a cop.

No? That's good.

He sees everybody is.

He looks over his shoulder, huh?

Who was that?

I said who is that?

Don't start it, Ray, please.

He just gave us twenty bucks.

Alright, I'm gonna ask you one more time

- Who the hell is he? - How the hell do I know?

We weren't formally introduced, but he knows who you are.

Oh yeah? What'd you tell him? We're married.

Is that why he gave you twenty?

Maybe he gave it to me because I'm pretty.

Did he say that? - No.

- Ray West. - Andy.

Andy? The lady behind the bar would like to return your generosity.

- May I? - Yeah, sure.

She's very attractive.

I'm sure you'd like to have a piece of it, wouldn't you?

- Do you know her? - She's from around here.

...of which, I've never seen you before.

You from out of town? Yeah, just passing through.

- Business... - Yes.

What kind of business you in, Andy?

Classic automobiles. Oh yeah?

- I'm always looking for bargains with restoration potential. - Is that right?

Waht kind of models you interested in?

Pontiac mid 60s, Corvaires mid 70s...

especially anything German.

German...

Jimmy West, leave your car and give yourself up. You're under arrest for driving under intoxication.

Hope you got somebody watching those brothers of yours. You hear me, Jimmy?

Nate...

Well hop on in.

Long time no see.

I've been meaning to drive by. Yeah, I hear you.

- How are the little ones? - Growing.

And you?

Me?

You know, Tracy is pretty upset.

Jesus Christ, she doesn't waste her time.

I'm sorry, Nate.

You all gonna make up? - I don't know.

I just don't know anymore. I think...she's got a life to live.

Yes, but she wanted you to be in it.

How many girls would be willing to pay for your college and all, you know?

I mean you all have been together for a long time.

I know.

- I don't believe what she's saying. - What?

She thinks you're gay.

What's going on, man?

Talk to me.

I'm just kinda involved with somebody else.

- Who? Just somebody.

- Who? Somebody like who? Just somebody.

- What a stud! - I'm not a stud.

Jimmy West, the lady killer!

You're right.

I have to go, Ray.

Just Listen, I got a gold mine...

And what you're actually offering me right now,

are the VWs, Ray!

- I got one. The bus....has 'em.

Right. All these hip kids are making 'em into low riders

You got one of those? - Yeah, I do.

's it got the original motor?

Now look, just give me your business card, or something....

- Officer, I... - Police! Freeze!

- Get your hands in the air! - Yes, sir.

Don't move, put your hands up higher. Drop the keys.

I want you to Lift your shirt up!

Lift your shirt up!

No sudden moves. Lift your shirt up!

Now, I want you to do is I want you to turn around, real slowly now.

There you go, real Slowly.

- On your knees! On your knees! - I have a license.

- Drop to your knees...Drop! - Yes, sir.

Drop to your knees, face down! Lay Down!

Arms out, arms out! Arms out.

Palms up!

- I don't think they believed you. - Your ass jumping right on a fuckin' pay phone didn't help.

And what should I have done?

I've never let you make me worry. I'm not worried, I told them what happened.

I told 'em he was fucking pissed.

We're not liable we don't own the joint.

Nate was looking at me funny, I don't know...

- Who's Nate? - Officer Carr.

Who's Officer Carr?

He went to school with Jimmy. Couple of years older, I think.

Played on the football team.

hey,Jimmy?

You're okay?

You alright?

- Hi. - Hi.

He's a drunk pussy. Leave him be, Ray.

It's alright.

You're just a drunk pussy.

- Leave me alone. - You drinkin' my beer.

Why am I suffering? You drinking my fucking beer and you're gonna talk back to me?

All right, come on! Come on, come on.

- You know what? - No, what?

I think I can take you now.

Think you can take me? - Yes, I do.

Argggg, you can take me? Eh? Come on, come on!

You're just a pretty little fuck. You're just drunk.

You're just a skinny drunk little coward!

Stop this, you're gonna hurt yourselves!

It's just beer, it's gone. I'll get some more tomorrow!

- It's not just beer, is it!? Jimmy! He's the worst.

Come on, Jimmy.

For Christ's sake, Ray, Please don't.

- It's my fault, alright? Don't... - Don't what?

- Ray, please, man, look at her. - Shush!

Look at her, Ray. She's exhausted.

She's.... look at her!

Look at her!

No, not the shed....In the car.

- Why the car? - Because I fucking said so! In the back.

OK....All right.

Come on!

That's it, that's it! Come on, let's go!

Come on, lemme see someone!

Alright, I'm finished. That's enough.....that's enough.

I said that's enough.

Out! That's enough. I'm finished. I said that's enough.

And don't come back to my house again, you little fuck! Not even to take a shit!

- Why'd you have to be so....? - Now just shut up and get in the house.

You..you..you liked it, huh? You liked it!

And so did you, Little Boy Blue. You got what you wanted!

- No, Jimmy, not tonight. - But we need to talk.

He's going to see you.

I'm not going to school with Tracy.

We gotta get out of here.

Why are you not going to school?

We gotta get those boys away from him.

- And go where? - As far away as we can.

You know they saw what went down last night.

You should go to school with Tracy.

- Why do you wash these sheets all the time? - You want something?

- Does he piss the bed? - Let go.

Or is it just a slow leak?

Thanks.

You hungry?

- We need more beer. -Yeah, I'll go get beer.

What was Little Boy Blue babbling about?

He just wanted to tell you he's sorry.

He wants to stick around a while...

...watch the kids.

He can stay and watch the waifs grow if he wants. The rest of us, our days are numbered around here.

Where's the old man who always delivers?

Sad. Old man Sheppard passed on last night. Heart attack.

I'm sorry to hear that. He looked like he was a nice man.

- You never knew Sella? - No, sir.

Damn. Now that was some fine pitching, boy.

- What is your name? - Jimmy. Jimmy West.

- West.....West, from Lincoln High. - Yes, sir.

So, I know I read about you in the paper, boy.

What would you do if you caught Big Tom?

I'd shove it up his ass.

He's too big for that.

I remember that team. Nate Carr was on that team.

I's lookin' at you to be the next Ricky Henderson, or something.

Yeah,Nate's a good friend of mine.

That wild man up there...

- He work? - No.

I didn't figure. Was he in 'Nam?

He was in the service, right?

-I guess. No, he was definitely in the military.

How do you know that?

Son, I've been toting mail for over twenty years.

- I ain't got to open no mail to tell you 'bout somebody. - Really?

Just jiving.....VA check.

Could you just put it in the box, sir? Sure thing.

- Howdy. - Howdy.

- You must be Inspector Flea. - Fleaharty, yes ma'am.

We told the officers everything we know.

I'm from forensics, I'm not going to ask you any questions.

I'd say a few minutes.

and I'll cut down that tape and you can be back in business.

How long's that take? A few minutes.

- Can I buy you a drink? Nah, I'll take a rain check.

- Jimmy, what's a southpaw? -A southpaw is a left-handed pitcher.

- Are you a southpaw? - I wish.

Hey Mark, are you working on that left-handed?

Yes, I think my range will be sharper this fall.

Oh do you?

I got something for you.

- Close your eyes. - What is it?

This is your no-hitter, when you pitched against Derby.

It's yours. - For keeps?

For keeps.

- Can I play teeball this year? - Yes, you can.

Teeball! Balls in place, you just hit.

- It's for pussies. - Don't hit your brother.

- Somethings pricking me. - What?

- Hey, Give me those. - No.

Mark, give 'em. Give 'em to me.

No, no.

Little rascal!

Let's watch the game.

- Whose were these? - Tracy's.

Stop it.

- Is she coming over tonight? - Look, just Watch TV.

You want to see a southpaw? Watch this guy.

Look how his left arm moves.

Look, guys, that's a southpaw.

- Are you crazy, boy? - I'm Sorry, sir.

What's on your mind, boy?

Did you say you're a vet The other day?

US Army. Ten years, two tours in 'Nam.

You weren't hurt, were you? And you came out alright?

God was looking out for me.

So you don't get one of them VA checks.

Spit it out, son. What's on your mind?

My father, Ray...

He's got something wrong with him...

down here.

He what?

I don't know. He's got like a...

...a rubber bag with a little hose or something on it.

- Damn. - Yes, sir.

- What's all this got to do with me? - Nothing.

Except you know how you're a vet & all

Well I was wondering if, uh, you could go down to the VA place and....

You mean, check his medical records?

This is classified information, son.

Yeah, they run a tight ship up there.

- What you wanna know for? - I'm sorry sir, I gotta go.

Alright, why don't you get yourself out to the pond now?

- I don't feel like fishing. - Are you talking back to me?

No, sir.

Wanna pick up your glove and get out to the pond.

- Pee pee. - What?

Yes, sir.

- So When was this troop withdrawal? - '73.

Tell me something...

All that pitching you been doin'

How come you ain't going to college and trying to get in somebody's farm system or something like that?

I don't know.

I'll tell you what...

You hit the inside of that barrel every time you don't need no scholarship.

You don't think that's your daddy, do you? - I don't know.

- You got a birth certificate? - I've never seen one. I don't think so.

Well I will tell you this.

That mama of yours, she must be one devoted wife.

To be or not to be, but to...you know.

She's too immobile.

...trapped here.

you sure you don't want a ride home?

It's more than a country mile.

-Well, I've done it more than a few. - Your legs.

Jimmy, can you tell us the fish story again?

I can't tonight. I'm really worn out.

Tell him the story so he'll shut up.

Anyway, I don't think I can even remember it all right now.

Besides, you look tired. Look, your eyes are tired, they're heavy, closing...

And this?

- Where did you get this? - His closet.

Dude, you go in there? It wasn't locked?

Mark, don't ever go in there again!

He knows when someone so much as breathes on that door knob.

Are we moving or something? There's a lot of boxes in there.

Boxes? What was in 'em?

Pictures and things.

I left my ball in there. The one you gave me.

Damn.

Look, you know better.

- It was open. - No, you know better.

Let's hope he forgets it, alright?

Don't forget the headlights.

Do you remember this?

Can you put it on for me?

What's going on?

What are you doing?

I just want to hear your big heart...

beating.

What's in the boxes, in your room?

Have you thought about what I said?

Hear me?

Kate?

What?

Let us leave here. We'll get married here...

I'm spoiled.

Hold me.

You know, you two......

Are you posing for a picture, Kate?

Katie, you really with him?

Alright, the robe, take it off? Take it off!

- Jimmy! Jimmy! - Leave her alone, Dad.

Leave her alone, you're upset.

Look at this, Katie, you got him all upset!

She's mine & I'm not your son. She's tired, and I'm tired.

- You're Tired, what the fuck, you don't work, do you? - Wrong!

- You're showing your stuff. - Get off me, Ray!

You'd even drink my beer!

Hey Ray, we don't need this. -No, I don't wanna fight...what I wanna do is talk.

Where're you at then? - Look at him.

Little Boy Blue is turning into a man.

Isn't that right, Jimmy? I think we gotta tell him.

- Don't do this...! - We gotta tell him, Katie.

- I gotta tell him. - I already know, Ray, I know...

You don't know shit, Jimmy!

- God, you need to calm down! -Either you tell him or I'm gonna tell him.

- Don't do that, Ray! - Jimmy, you make a lousy father, you know.

-Don't tell him....don't say that - I have to tell him.

What are you looking at, when you don't know! You didn't know, Jimmy?

Are you telling me you didn't know?

Tracy.

Tracy, I know you're in there.

What do you want?

I got something I wanna say to you.

Yeah? Well who is she?

Has Nate talked to you?

I guess not.

Please let me come in.

- You used me? -I what?

You used me. You used me!

I've never used you, Tracy. You know that.

I don't know what to say. I...

I don't know what I know. I'm fucking up, I'm beyond fucked up.

I'm more than lost.

You're fucked up. We're all fucked up.

Listen...

If you listen to what I have to say, you'll never have to see me again.

My brothers...

...are my sons.

The other woman is Kate.

Yeah, but she's your mother.

I know.

- Why didn't you tell me this before? - I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Tracy.

I'm sorry that you wasted your last two years of high school on me.

I mean, you should have been going out with the other guys, normal guys.

I'm sorry.

There are some people you could talk to about this.

Right now I have to get those boys outta there.

Hey, listen to me.

I don't think that just because I'm here & that stuff that I did, that everything's OK.

Don't go.

Tracy...

One more thing.

Could you go down to the Nadjay?

& You know how they got that big live-fish tank in the back?

Yes.

If you could get me, uh....

the biggest catfish they got, so I can put it in the pond for the boys.

Okay, I can do it.

Jimmy! Jimmy, come here.

Come on, I want to talk to you.

I told you the truth, Jimmy, and now I want to help you.

Look, I'm not holding anything.

Where's the boys, Ray?

Katie took 'em to an early show.

I wanted you to be with them,

but I went to the shack & you weren't there, so...

- What'd they go to see? - I don't know, some cartoon or shit...

Katie was gettin' in my hair. She's worried about you.

This used to be yours.

Come here.

- Jimmy, I just want to talk to you. - And why's that?

Just sit down for a second. For what it's worth.

Jimmy...

Damn you, you grew up...

I took these out.....Strange to find this kind of stuff underneath a man's bed

It's like a hustle or something.

- It's just a book. - I know, it's just a book, but there's pages missing from this book.

- What's missing? - I gotta tell you about stuff.

- What....what stuff? - You know we've never...

- You know what it's like to be...? - I don't care.

You know, & see...Willy Pete Rock ...burning.... A baby's body?

- The most important thing in the world's a baby... - I don't care, you hear?

& think you can help him...& just burning &....crying & screaming...

& you can't help him, Jimmy!

I don't care, Ray, cos I just tire...

Just.... try to listen to me, please, Jimmy, listen...

Really, I don't care. - Please, please, gimme...

Jimmy, you don't understand.

I don't care, Ray!

Jimmy...

- Hey ya, Flea, what's shakin'?

What you got?

Well, all the blood's the victim's.

Still waiting on the urine report, but

So far, looks like their story's holdin' up.

What's on your mind, Carr?

Shouldn't you be getting your beauty sleep?

I want to talk to you 'bout somthin', Sarge.

I know when I'm not invited to the party...

Here Flea, Clay travel agent called me this afternoon.

We need to get this person in for questioning.

What?....Here, Steve. It's over your head, Carr.

What can I do for you?

I'd like to help on that investigation down at the Rattlesnake bar.

I need you to patrol your beat, you know that, Carr. Besides, that's already pretty well covered. Looks like an accident.

I just know the people who run the place.

They're both clean, no priors. Not even a traffic ticket.

They ain't no saints. I just talked with the Connor girl.

Have a seat, Carr.

Take this, go inside.

Jimmy?

What is this?

I told him everything.

It's time to let him go.

I'm gonna miss him too, Kate.

I'm gonna miss him, Kate.

Ray.

- Is that him? - No, he's just some poor lost guy.

What are you doing?

I don't wanna play no more.

How long since he been by here?

Two days.

Do you think he's coming back?

I don't know. I don't want to talk about it.

OK.

- Did this car ever drive? - Not since I've was alive.

Jimmy used to hide here when Dad was drinking.

Bones is living in the back.

- Bones? - Bones, Jimmy's dog.

Dad shot him when you were still in diapers.

Why?

He got drunk and called Jimmy.

But Jimmy didn't come; he shot his dog.

You know I wish we would have a dog.

Dream,why not?

- Is he in theback? - That's where we buried him.

It's not too spooky.

- Were you digging here for worms? - No.

Someone's been digging.

Mark! Mark!

I think You can't stay out of trouble, can you?

- What'd you see in there? - Just My ball.

Just Your ball? That little ball gets you in a lot of places, doesn't it?

Lemma see. Lemma see.

That was Jimmy's number eight ball!

Jimmy wouldn't let you go under these cars.

Don't go under these cars, alright?

Tracy.

How are you doin'?

- What do you want? - Where's Jimmy?

Jimmy doesn't live here anymore.

What do you mean he doesn't live here anymore? Where is he? Where did he go?

He went off to find himself.

Look, I know he wouldn't leave the kids.

Then you don't know your ass from your elbow.

No, I know a lot more than you think I do. Do you hear me, Kate? I know!

I...

I'm sure When he surfaces, you'll be the first one to see him.

So why don't you just turn your pretty little car around

and don't go on my property.

A fish!

There's a big fish over there! There's a giant fish...

There's a giant fish over there! It's huge!

- Why didn't you catch him? - Oh, shut up!

Then Why would he use the word "surface"? I mean, isn't that a giveaway?

I know it sounds ludicrous, but...

...you have to know him.

Everything with him has a double meaning.

He likes to mess with peoples' heads.

I mean I don't know what else it could mean.

alright, I'll drive out there when it gets dark

- And check the pond? - And check the pond.

Thank you.

You're the greatest.

- Aren't you afraid I might find him? - Yeah.

But I do know one thing...

The day when Jimmy walked away,

all he wanted to do was to get the boys away from those two.

It's all about the boys.

There are these two boys one night, I had 'em all there.

- They're here. - Oh, sorry.

- I'm going to go fix some meat. - Okay.

Mark! I got him!

Mark! I caught Big Tom!

Look, reel in, reel in!

Give me the stick.

Hurry, give me the stick.

Hold this.

Mom, we caught him! We caught him!

We caught him, I know it! It's Big Tom!

Ray, come & look at this.

Mom! Come look! We caught Big Tom!

Look at this!

- Look at that! - I can't believe it!

- You caught it? - We caught it.

- And what are we going to do with it? - I don't know.

- Do you want to scale it? - No.

Let's go home. We'll scale it.

I don't believe it.

I told you there was something.

I hope Jimmy comes back, so he can see this too.

They'll never see with us moving & all.

We shoulda throw him back in.

Don't you think he's too warm in this plastic?

I don't know. He's dead anyway.

Hi...

Come here.

Come here, I want to show you something.

This is where we are, alright?

And Oklahoma's right here above us, see?

I'll map the route and I'm gonna put it in a place where Jimmy can find it, okay?

Yeah, OK.

We'll make sure he's gonna see Big Tom.

- Okay? Yeah.

Uh, excuse me, but ain't there a law against drinking on the job?

Pardon me?

Carr. Nate Carr.

- Do I know you? - I sure as hell know who you are.

- A urethra bag? That was what the urology report said.

Some kind of a bladder device. I'm aware of what it is.

- Do you want some coffee? - Yes, give me some, like I need it.

Why don't you get somebody to clean over this. Look at this?

Why don't you clean it up. Does it look like your mother'd clean?

- My mother's busy. - Yeah. Anyway...

The urologist said these things can cause infections.

They found blood in the urine. It wasn't the victim's.

And? And...

Whoever decided to take a piss all over the victim ain't hung too well.

How's that? He was wearing a bag.

We'll get at it tomorrow.

We drinking, or what?

It's gotta be cold. Cold as ice.

Oh Sarge, do you mind if I sit in on this one?

You got it, Carr, you earned your brownie points.

- Detective Carr! - Yeah, man!

We don't normally do this, but as Mag...

Call me, uh, Doris.

Doris. Right, Doris.

But without your help, we wouldn't get to the bottom of all this.

- What's this shit? - Texas beer.

I wouldn't argue a little down-home hospitality.

Have you ever heard of Samuel Adams?

Right, this, uh,

This Andrew Berg worked for you, right?

Yeah, I always thought he did. He's a private eye.

I just didn't expect him to fall dead on me.

I hadn't heard from him, all I knew he was in Texas cos of that rental car statement that was sent to me.

- And how long did he work? - Ten years.

- Ten years? All On the same case? - Yeah.

Well, this could be real interesting.

Look... I don't want to prejudge you boys, but

all the law enforcements I've dealt with suck.

The police sucks. The FBI sucks.

And especially the military internal investigations suck.

I spent eight or nine years trying to get one son of a bitch caught,

and they all failed me.

That's why I decided to hire my own private dick.

Those last one that sucks, the military's internal investigation

You were you listening?

Maybe you're not like all the others.

Tell me about this military thing.

The man that ruined my life was a soldier...

...at least, he looked like one, U. S. Army...

...everything but a name tag.

Where's Mom?

In the kitchen.

- She's mad at you. - Oh, yeah?

What's the matter?

She's not leave until Jimmy comes back.

Give me another beer.

It wasn't strange to see young soldiers who were from Fort Dix,

or McGuire, hitching a ride.

I mean most of them ride busses, but some of them thought, one reason or another, they were fond of it.

They'd go up to New York, on leave...

And my husband, he, uh, never served a day in the service

but he was a sap for soldiers,

especially the young kids... from Vietnam.

He felt like he owed 'em something.

Honey, quiet a minute, look at this guy.

- Hi. - Hi.

Where you headed, man?

Well, home, I hope.

All you just gotta give it a real hard outie to get it unstuck.

Okay.

Goin' home, huh?

You're at Fort Dix? - Yeah.

-That's a beautiful baby, 's it a boy? - Yes, thank you.

- How old is he? - Six months.

Yes, he's my baby boy.

- How much does he weigh? - Gosh, what's that, 14 pounds.

He's big. He's gonna be bigger than his dad.

Big boy.

Can I ask you something? Can I hold him?

Please.

Okay. Come on my sweet boy.

- Here we go. - Hold him tight.

Oh, What a good boy. I know he likes my medals?

You like those, huh?

He's a beauty.

I've got something for you, a little toy.

Have you ever seen one of these before?

Oh, my God. Please don't hurt him.

Danny, he has a gun.

Danny! No!

Please, no!

Don't hurt me, please.

Don't hurt me...

That was the last time I saw my baby.

So that's when you went to the army?

I went to Fort Dix. I got the runaround for eight years.

So then you contacted the other agencies?

Yeah, I went eveywhere for help.

And that's when Andrew came to Texas?

After combing the South for ten years!

- I guess this is the last stop. - Maybe he's gettin' close.

He mention any names to you, any possible suspects?

Many, but there was always one reason or another to eliminate each one.

But no names in Texas?

All I know about Texas is that Andy was here.

You were a great help, Doris.

You'll be at the motel, if we need any more from you.

Yes, or at the restaurant.

I'm want to try fome of this "Tex-Mex" crap I been hearing about.

Carr, keep a close eye on this one to ensure

she's staying over at the Rainbow Inn. You got it, Sarge.

Flea, you can drive her back in her car, & Nate can trail so we know exactly where she's headed.

- Then he can bring you back. Ten four.

Sarge--

There's something on my mind.

I talked to a fella named Tom down at the store.

& He told me some old wierd stuff about West.

You can save that away for tomorrow. You can just keep an eye on her at night.

Yeah, but that West boy missing.

Apples & oranges, Carr.

File a missing person report.

Doris, Detective Fleaharty's gonna drive you back to your residence.

This is Officer Carr, Unit 14.

Seems like our Doris done turned in for the night. Requesting a break.

Understood, Unit 14.

It's none of my business, you know what I mean?

I understand.

- There. - Thank you.

Forget it.

She'll take care of you. Don't say shit, alright.

Oh, one thing.

What'll it be for you tonight?

- What about a Samuel Adams? - I'm Sorry, we don't carry that one.

- That's a Yankee beer, isn't it? - That it is.

Who do you think you are? Garth Brooks?....Sorry.

You've got a hell of a grin.

Sorry, what it it?

Can I offer you anything else?

A piece.

This outta hold you for an hour or so.

This little stakeout must be serious.

- There. - Thank you, ma'am, I appreciate it.

- Which room are y'all watching? - 102, ma'am.

102 you say? That room is empty.

What do you mean empty? The TVs on, ma'am.

OK, I must have left it on.

But ma'am, isn't that room rented to a Mrs. Doris Knight?

Mrs. Knight checked out earlier this evening.

She waited here in the office for a new rental car to be dropped off.

She said the beds were too small, and the car didn't have the ______ .

Did she say where she was headin'?

Well, I recommended the Holiday Inn cos they got those king-size beds.

I don't know. She wasn't much easy to please.

Thank you, ma'am.

Aren't you asking me what kind of car she got though?

Yes, that was my next question.

A black beauty It looked like a Cadillac.

- What are you doing? - You said we should throw him back in.

He's dead, Mikey. D-E-A-D. Dead!

Let's go.

What the fuck?!

It's me, soldier boy.

- You're making a huge mistake. - No, you made the mistake.

You should have killed me too.

Then I wouldn't have to live with all this.

- I want you to say something for me, soldier, huh? - Please.

Say: "It's ain't over 'til the fat lady sings."

- Say it. - You're crazy.

Junior!

Junior!

Junior!

I want you to say something for me.

Say: "silence isn't really golden."

Please, lady, I've got those kids.....

Go on, say it.

Police, freeze!

Put those weapons down now!

Ms. Knight, Put those weapons down now!

Ms. Knight, don't make me do this!

Nate!

No, Mikey, come here.

Who is this lady?

Mark? Mark?

Are you alright?

Mark, if Jimmy...

If Jimmy was hiding out...

where would he go?

Other way.

Maybe he... you said he used to hide out in the van.

Yeah, yeah... I think someone was digging there.

Digging?

Alright, don't leave, okay?

I'll be right back.

We need a shovel.

A shovel, let's go!

And what are we looking for, Dalt? Some kind of buried treasure?

- It's not worth it diggin' here. - There's nothing but dirt & more dirt.

What is it?

Pliers! Bring some pliers, damn it!

- Come here. - Quick!

Come on, come on... Come on, I'll try to open the door.

Quick! Damn it!

Open it!

Shit!

Everything's fine. Everything will be fine.

Jimmy!

Jimmy?

Jimmy, you okay?

I love you so much I just couldn't leave you here alone!

Let's go, guys. We have to go.