All language subtitles for China.Moon.1994.BluRay.jirienazka

Translated by chebinhdan

I missed you.

Let's get the door shut.

Stay behind the line, please.

Fix your collar.

- What do we got here?
- Looks like a shooting.

- Inside?
- Yeah.

- This is clear all up through here?
- Yeah, it's clean.

- Who's the first officer?
- Pinola, sir. He's inside.

Central took a call from one of the
neighbors, wouldn't give a name.

At 8:23, that there was
a rape and a robbery going on here.

- What time is it, Dickey?
- 9:01.

Get this gentleman's name, would you?

How you doing?

- Pinola, how you doing?
- Not too bad.

Who's smokin' in here?

Come on.

Tom, you done with the photos?

Yes, sir.

You get something close
on this blood trail here

-and the butts in the ashtray?
- Yes, sir.

Great. Thanks.

Give me some gloves, please.

Here you go, sir.

No Khon.

She hasn't been gone long.

Go on, Dickey. Take a look at her.

You may not remember the woman you were
with last night, but you won't forget her.

Pinola, she was dead when you came in?

Yes, sir. I couldn't find a pulse in her, sir.

What time was that?

About 8:40. 8:42 exactly.

- We got any witnesses?
- Nobody.

No defense cuts. Fingernails are clean.

Why don't you check
the windows and the doors?

Boy, whoever did this
fucked up all over the place, didn't he?

The Gong Show of murder.

What's her name?

- Felicity Turner.
- Married?

Yeah. Has a daughter, too.

She doesn't know it yet.
She's out with some friends.

Lamar says maybe rape and robbery.

Is that what you say, Dickey-boy?

That's right.

She's wearin' a gold watch, Lamar.

Robbers don't leave
gold watches behind, do they?

See that hole in her head?

You know what that is?
Hard contact wound is what that is.

You gotta be angry enough to press
the gun smack against the head to do that.

His unhappiness shot her in the bathroom.

First in the head, then in the chest.

He left her lyin' in there.
He left the bullet in the bathroom wall.

Then he sat around a bit,

thinkin' about what he had done,
sweatin' up his socks.

Maybe he had a cigarette or two.

Started gettin' the idea his life was over.

So he drags her
out of the bathroom into the kitchen,

tryin' to make it look like a rape.

Then he calls the police.

He hadn't fucked up enough,
so he goes back into the bathroom,

and begins to clean the blood
off the bathroom wall.

Never heard of a rapist or robber
who does your apartment afterwards.

I don't think you're gonna
find any signs of forced entry

because it wasn't a rape or robbery.

It was her old man.

You find him,

you find the gun
that put the bullet in the bathroom wall.

There's no reason
he would have thrown it away.

Done everything else wrong.

Are you ready for me to take her?

She's all yours.

Deceased is black female,

approximately 35 years of age.

You don't much like it here, do you, Lamar?

I'm fine.

He likes it. He just doesn't know why.

What do you mean?

Makes him feel alive to see someone dead.

Lamar here.

What's up?

Well, her husband
was just picked up at the bus station

with a .32 caliber in his B.V.D's.

And they're taking him to the office.

- Looks like a .32 to me.
- Yep.

Kill someone in Brayton,
Kyle Bodine's gonna get you.

Don't think it takes any brains.

Murder is a dumb shits.

You always screw it up sooner or later.

Lamar, you shouldn't be doin' this.

This is nothin' that a man like you
should be spendin' his life at.

Talk to me, baby

Tell me what I wanna hear

Talk to me, baby

Tell me what I wanna hear

Say that you love me

And you wish that I was there

- I don't see her.
- Who?

My dancing lady.

Maybe she's here, maybe not.

But if I see her tonight,
I'm gonna fall in love.

I can just feel it.

- What'd you forget?
- My wallet.

I left it in the car.

I'll be back in a minute.

Hello.

Do you mind some company?

Am I safe talking to you?

I don't know. We live in dangerous times.

And we meet in dangerous places.

I've had too much to drink in this one.

I know another one.

No, there's something about tonight
that wants a place like this.

It's where you end a holiday.

- You've been on a holiday?
- Sort of.

I don't much like holidays.

Poor baby.

You an orphan?

Yeah. I'm an orphan of destiny.

I see life and all its dirty details.
You know how it is.

Sure, I know how it is.

You had a hard day at the office.

- You could say that.
- And you'd like to relieve the stress.

Sounds like a good idea to me.

Only maybe you're confusing me
with another kind of woman.

No, I'm not. I'm not confusing anything.

Well, maybe it's just me.

I have to go.

Wait a minute.
I thought we were doin' pretty good here.

We were. Now I have to leave.

Don't go, please.

Let me start all over again.

You started just fine.

In fact, you just about
swept me off my feet.

- I did?
- I said, "Just about."

I really do have to go. I'm expected.

So why are you here?

Thought I'd meet somebody interesting.

And I have.

So there's no sweepin' you off your feet?

- No.
- You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure,

but I can't help admiring real effort.

Here she is.

Thanks a lot.

Rachel?

Rachel, what are you doin' out here?

Just getting some fresh air.

You're out here drinkin'.

It don't look good,
you being out here drinkin'

so all the damn neighbors can see.

They're all asleep.

Where were you?

Playing cards. I told you.

I forgot.

You always forget.

I don't want you out here drinkin' anymore.

Rachel?

That's your name, isn't it?

Rachel Munro.

- Do I know you?
- We met last night.

Last night?

I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you.

I don't have my contacts in.

Kyle Bodine.

Rachel.

You already know.

How'd you find me?

It wasn't hard.

I wanted to apologize
if I said anything stupid.

No, you didn't. I...

I just... I had to leave early.

I had a little too much to drink, is all.

I don't do that very much.

It was a holiday, you told me.

- Did I?
- Yeah.

What else did I tell you?

Not a lot.

You're lying, aren't you?

I'd like to see you sometime.

That's not possible.

Anything is possible.

Not that. I'm sorry.

Maybe I'll call you anyway.

I'll call the police.

Call me.

How much is that one?

This one?

What do you want with a big 9-millimeter?

How much is it?

Six hundred.

And I'll throw in a couple clips.

What did you do today?

Put in some new flowers.

The Azaleas are coming in.

I saw them. They look real nice.

You guys hungry?

Sure as hell look hungry.

Here you go.

She forget to feed you again?

- Is something wrong with you, honey?
- What do you mean?

Well, you're acting
like you're keeping something from me.

Well, how am I acting?

Like I'm having a wild, sexual affair?

Are you?

No!

Are you?

Why do you say that?

Excuse me.

Sit down, God damn it! I'm talking to you.

Shit.

Homicide. Dickey.

Mr. Kyle Bodine.

Who should I say is calling?

Hold on.

It's for you. She's got no name.

Hello.

How you doin'?

Sure. Where?

Okay. What time?

All right. I'll see you then.

Bye.

You're not married, right?

No.

How come?

I don't know.

You're married to your work?

You don't look like a real detective.

You're supposed to
wear white socks, aren't you?

What color are your socks?

Blue.

And black.

You're very colorful.

That's what detectives wear.

- Do you carry a gun?
- Yes, I do.

Where?

Can I see it?

What are you gonna do? Shoot the chef?

What kind is it?

It's a .38, 2-inch snub-nosed.

Because of the short barrel.

You never shot anyone, have you?

Not really.

Bet you wouldn't tell me if you had.

Thank you.

- Bye, honey.
- Bye.

- You take care now.
- You, too.

I'll call you.

Watch your dress.

Thanks.

You wanna go out?

Look at that moon.

My grandmother
used to call that a china moon.

Like a big old plate of china.

She said people would
get affected by them.

That they'd do strange things.

Do you believe that?

I don't know. You gonna
do somethin' strange?

Do feel like it sometimes.

You're so beautiful.

What do you do out here?

Drink beer and row around the lake.

Just get kind of stupid.

Go skinny-dippin'.

The water's so nice and warm.

You ought to jump in.

It's okay?

Yeah. Sure. Go ahead.

It's wonderful.

Are you coming in?

Put your arms around me.

Kiss me.

Why did you cry?

Rachel?

Tell me.

It's your tenderness.

I haven't had much of that.

How bad is it?

I don't wanna talk about it,
not when I'm with you.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

What's goin' on?

Talk to me.

- Okay, just talk to me.
- I can't.

Okay.

All right, sweetie, you don't have to.

It's all right. Come on.

Mr. Bodine.

Speak, Dickey-boy.

So what do you do for boredom?

I never had the problem.

Bullshit. You've got
the most boring life a man ever lived.

You'll grow into it. Trust me.

Yeah.

Get it, man!

3-pointer!

See that?

Call the Pistons.

Sign the kid for five million.

It could happen.

Yeah, and I'd still be
pulling down 26.5 a year.

And worth every goddamn cent.

Right?

Right.

What colorways his t-shirt?

- Who?
- Kid who made the basket.

White.

How the hell would I know?

You wouldn't know,
'cause you've got no eye for detail.

Well, I think I do when it's important.

It's always important. Everything you see,

every minute of the day.

But you don't see nothin',
'cause you're bored.

Lamar, the kid wasn't wearin' a shirt.

You're an okay cop, but these are
keepin' you from bein' a good cop.

Then why'd you partner with me?

I mean, you had a choice.

I keep hopin' you might
surprise me someday.

Well, one day, I might.

Don't strain yourself.

I might be incapable of surprise.

Could be, in this lifetime,
I'm all surprised-out.

Hi.

Kyle!

I waited for you all day.

- Did you miss me?
- Yes.

So how is she?

Who?

Your Cinderella.

Come on. I tell you everything,
and what do you tell me?

Who's dead and who's done it.

You don't wanna tell me about her, do you?

How come?

You think I'm gonna
take her away from you?

All right, man. Good shot.

Is she putting out for you?

- I got nothing goin' on.
- Fuck you.

- What, are you gonna get upset?
- Perhaps.

Please don't, Lamar.

We have to talk.

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Listen, I wanna forget this.

What do you mean?

Take me for a ride?

In this?

How well can you swim?

How soon they forget?

I will never forget.

You wanna go inside?

I envy you, Kyle.

You're so comfortable in yourself.

Wish I could be you.

What's wrong?

I'm in a trap. I can't get out of it.

Divorce him.

I love you.

I know I can't give you what he can.

- That's not it.
- Whatever I got, it's yours.

Whatever you want, I'll get.

Whatever you need, I'll do.

Kyle, stop. Please.

You gotta decide.

You either stand up to him and leave him,

or you stay with him
and you try to work it out.

Rachel, my God.

- Hi.
- What are you doin' here?

I wanted to surprise you.

Well...

Mr. Munro, you have a call, sir.

He won't give his name. Says it's personal.

Rupert Munro.

Who the fuck is this?

What don't make much sense to me

is why two smart guys like us

chose this poor-ass police life.

I had a reason for doin' it.

It'll come to me.

Any unit that's 10-8, can you take an 877?

Domestic in progress. 201 Cypress.

C.I.D. 159. We're close.
We'll respond to 201 Cypress.

C.I.D. 159...

Since when are we doing
domestic violence?

C.I.D. 159. We're 10-97, code 4.
We'll... We'll handle it.

C.I.D. 159, 10-4.

Police.

- Everything's fine.
- Sir, do you live here?

Nothing happened, really.

Sir, do you live here?

- Yes, I do.
- What's your name?

My name's Rupert Munro.
I'm with the Munro American Bank.

- Yes, sir, I know who you are.
- Where's your wife, Mr. Munro?

She's inside. She's fine.

This is nothin'. It's embarrassing is all it is.

We'd like to speak with one of you
inside and one of you outside.

- What the hell's goin' on?
- We're gonna take a look inside your house.

I told you nothing happened. This is stupid!

Mr. Munro, why don't
you come over here and have a seat?

Mrs. Munro!

Mrs. Munro?

Rachel?

Oh, baby.

Kyle.

- Are you all right?
- He got a call.

- He knows I'm seeing someone.
- Here.

Here.

Are you all right, ma'am?

Do you want us to arrest your husband?

Lamar, I'll take care of this.
Get back outside with Munro.

Okay.

Do you want us to take him in?

What good would it do?

He'd be out tomorrow, wouldn't he?

Probably.

Nice house, Mr. Munro.

How much you pay for a place like this?

None of your goddamn business.

Your wife doesn't wanna
have you arrested.

Well, it was just a little spat.

You don't get arrested for a little spat.

Don't touch her again.

- Who are you talkin' to?
- You, fuck!

Got a smart mouth, little man!

- Are you all right?
- Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

Rachel,

you don't have to put up with him.

Divorce this son of a bitch.

Get rid of him.

Yes, you're right. I wanna get rid of him.

I've dreamed it 100 times.

Every night, all night long.

I bought a gun.

Where is it?

I want it. Where is it?

I could fly to Miami.

What are you talkin' about?

I'd wait a day
and drive back at night and do it.

What's happening to you?

Come on.

Would you just sit down with me
for a second?

No. I'm okay.

Come on. Just sit down. All right?

- Don't.
- What?

- Don't!
- I just wanna...

Let me go!

Rachel!

Rachel! Come here!

Open the door!

Rachel!

Ra...

Mrs. Munro, you're in 330,
and you have a letter.

Your bags will be right up. Enjoy your stay.

Thank you.

- Kyle.
- Yeah.

- Where were you?
- What do you mean where was I?

You were supposed
to be in court this morning.

Nobody can get a hold of you.

This dipshit lawyer
is screaming for dismissal.

What's going on with you?

I'll be right out.

Hello, Kyle.

Bunny, my man, how are you?

Not too bad. How about yourself?

Good to see you.

I need you to make a call for me.

Sure, man. Anything you want.

I want you to call the police.

I thought you was the police.

Pack of smokes.

B.P.D. 197, 877. Domestic in progress.

201 Cypress. B.P.D. 184, 10-99.

201 Cypress. That's Munro's place, isn't it?

- Yeah.
- C.I.D. 159.

We were there before. 201 Cypress.

B.P.D. 197 and 184. 10-22.
C.I.D. 159, I show you handling.

What do you want?

One of your neighbors
reported a woman here callin' out for help.

Not here.

Maybe I could speak with your wife.

She's in Miami.

Thank you, sir.

Kyle?

Kyle.

I was lookin' all over for you.

I had to get away.

I was crazed that night.
I just needed some time.

I called you and called you,
but you didn't answer.

I had rented a car so I could
come back tonight.

I don't care about him anymore.

I have to be with you, Kyle.

Don't ever leave me like that again.

I'm sorry.

Can we go away?

- Yeah.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- You mean it?

Let's go tonight.

I love you.

Do you want me to come in with you?

No. If he comes home, you can't be there.

- How much time do you need?
-15 minutes.

All right. I'll wait in the street.

Rupert?

Rachel,

are you comin' or goin'?

Now, just hold on there a minute.

I'm leaving.

Now, give me the bag. We'll talk about this.

No!

Give me the bag!

- Don't!
- What have you got in here, huh?

Everything but the kitchen sink. My God!

I'm calling the police!

Don't you touch me. Don't! Don't!

We'll just have a little roll in the hay...

- No! No!
-...and talk about it in the morning.

I just want my conjugal rights!

- Let me go!
- And you're not goin' anywhere!

No!

Where'd you get that?

Get away!

Rachel, give me the gun.

Get away!

Rachel...

Get away!

Rachel?

Jesus.

What happened?

He threw me against the wall.

He wouldn't let me go.

I thought he was gonna kill me.

I got to call the police.

It's justifiable homicide.

You can't.
If I don't call the police, it's murder.

It's an unregistered gun!

I didn't check out of the hotel.

They'll say I came back here to kill him.

Did you?

No.

God help me, Kyle, please.

If you ever loved me, trust me now.

Put down the phone, please.

I'll go to prison. Help me.

You said you'd protect me. Do it now.

Don't call them.

Please.

Put down the phone.

Okay.

A 9-millimeter.

- How many times did you shoot him?
- Twice.

Where were you, and where was he?

I was here. He was over there.

Give me a change of clothes.

And I need some rope.
Some rope and some sacks.

Go back to the car.
Get the sacks and the rope.

Be right back.

If they begin to suspect us,

they're gonna say all kinds of things
to try to turn us against each other.

They'll try to make us betray each other,

and you can't believe them.

Just tell me what to do.

You go straight to the hotel.

Don't let anybody see you go in.

Don't call me.

Here you are, ma'am.

Thank you.

- Hello.
- Kyle?

- I... I know you said not to call...
- Hold on.

Are you all right?

I can't go back there.

You have to.

Call his office, wait a day,
then call the police.

Rachel, you can't call me here again.
You understand?

Okay.

I'll call you when I can.

How come you're so quiet about this girl?

What do you want to know?

She's got long fingernails?

Not particularly, no.

How come you're all cut up?

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Hi, June. I'd like to speak to Rupert, please.

He hasn't come in yet, Mrs. Munro.

We're trying to locate him right now.

Well, would you have him
call me when you do?

- Yes, I will.
- Thank you.

Kyle, you remember the banker Munro?

- We were at his house?
- Yeah.

His little wife just reported him
missing in action.

When was the last time
you saw your husband?

The day after you were here.

Thursday last?

Yes. It was the day I went to Miami.

And you came back yesterday?

Did you call your husband at any time
when you were in Miami?

No.

Do you know if he was in any danger,

or if there was anyone
that might wish to harm him?

No.

Has he done this before?

Has he done what?

Traveled unexpectedly.

No.

Do you mind if we take a look
around the house?

Yeah, go ahead.

Thank you.

Was your husband
here alone while you were away?

Yes.

Did you notice anything funny
about the house when you came back?

No.

No open doors or windows?

No.

How long has that been broke?

A couple of weeks.

They're easy enough to fix, you know.

How'd it break?

Closing it, I think.

What kind of car was
your husband driving, ma'am?

It was a black Buick.

- Do you want to canvass?
- Yeah.

Let's take a look
at the rest of the house first.

- Did you see how nervous she was?
- Was she?

Man, she was so tight.
You could have bounced a golf ball off her.

The window was jammed. It didn't move.

Yeah. So?

She was lying.

You think she was lyin' about the rest of it?

I don't know.

What's up?

It's his car.

It's clean.

How long's it been here?

We don't know.

Light bulb here is busted.

Someone knew what they were doin'.

- They're gonna wanna see you again.
- Why?

They found his car.
They're gonna ask you some questions.

I'm scared.

It's gonna be okay.
You just got to stick with your story.

She's a cuckoo bird.

She's had psychiatric care
off and on for 4 years.

She tried to commit suicide 2 years ago
with a mouthful of valiums,

and she's filed for divorce 2 times.

Munro's car was wiped clean.

No fingerprints.

If this was murder,
someone knew what they were doin'.

Wasn't no cuckoo bird.

Good work.

Will you please state your name,
and present address?

Mrs. Rachel Munro.
I live at 201 Cypress Avenue.

On the evening we were called
to your residence, July 17,

did your husband strike you?

I guess he did.

Why?

I don't know.

We have arguments sometimes.

What was the argument on that night?

You don't have to answer that.

My husband was accusing me
of having an extramarital affair.

Had you?

Mr. Dickey, my client is here
to make a statement

regarding where she was at the time,
not her sexual druthers.

How many times did he strike you?

It wasn't much of anything.

In detective Bodine's report,

it states "There are clear
signs of physical abuse."

"A slap."

What happened after detective Dickey
and I left your home that night?

I slept on the side porch,
and in the morning, I called a taxi.

It took me to the airport,
then I took a 10:00 flight to Miami.

You were there Thursday through Sunday,
returning home Monday morning?

Yes.

Did you call your husband from the hotel?

No.

I wanted to be alone.

- Did you call anyone else?
- No.

You returned Monday the 22nd, right?

Right.

What time did you arrive?

About 11:00.

Did you call anyone when you got home?

- Yes.
- Who did you call?

The first person?

Yeah.

I phoned my husband's office.

I spoke to his secretary.

Who else did you call?

No one.

Well, I thought,
if your husband was the first,

there would have been someone else.

There was no one else.

Saturday night,
before your husband was first missed,

a neighbor noticed
your house lights were on

until almost 3:00 in the morning.

Could someone have been there?

I don't know.

Mrs. Munro,

we're gonna wanna take
another look at the house.

- They inside?
- Yeah.

Maybe they'll find him under the bed.

Where was she?

She was in Miami, at the Registry Hotel.

Checked in Thursday last,
checked out Monday morning.

Now, Saturday night at 9:37,
she called her husband here.

Got him just before he went out.

At 11:41 p.m., she called him
again at the Brayton Country Club.

She said she didn't
make any calls from the hotel.

Yeah, that's what she said.

Sunday,

at 10 a.m., she had brunch, poolside.

Stayed there all day.
They got her signature and everything.

What do you think?

I don't know.

She was in Miami.

Maybe she got one of her lover-boys
to come over here and kill him.

Maybe. Maybe you're guessing.

No, I'm not.

Hell, everybody knows her.

She's gonna get a load of dough.

Don't it bother you
how come she's so nervous?

You think she's nervous?

What do you think she is?

She's got a reputation all over town
for having her way with men.

Is that so?

I've heard stories, yeah.

What kind of stories?

She used to entertain men
when her husband was away.

Who told you that?

Come on, Kyle.

What do you think is goin' on here?

There was nothing in the car,

not a fingerprint.

Rupert Munro was a big guy.

So wherever he went,
somebody carried him.

You know she got one of her lover-boys
to come over here and kill him.

Where would they put the body?

You tell me.

It was raining so hard that night,

no one's gonna dig a hole
in the mud in rain.

- Hello, sugar.
- Hi.

Thanks a lot. How's it going inside?

- We haven't found anything yet.
- All right.

Here she comes.

I brought you some lemonade.

- It's fresh. I made it this morning.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Who was in your hotel room in Miami?

What?

Who called Munro from your room?

I... I don't know what you're talking about.

You know.

You put someone in there
and you came up here to kill him.

I didn't.

- Tell me the truth, God damn it!
- Please. I am.

Nobody was there.

Somebody's lyin'.

This doesn't make any sense.

Kyle.

Just got a call.

Someone saw a car last week
parked up by Camelia Lake at night.

A shiny black car.

- Who made the call?
- Anonymous.

Find anything?

Can't see anything.

We got nothing. We're coming in.

Maybe we'll have to come back.

- You think it's here?
- I don't know.

I need a hand.

So that's it.

Wait. Wait. I think we got somethin'.

Jesus. I think we got him.

Think it's him.

Got yourself a big ol' murder, Kyle.

From the patent decomposition of the body

and water temperature of 72 degrees,

it is estimated the deceased

has been in the water
for a period of seven days.

Last Saturday.

The body evidence says
two gunshot wounds,

medial thoracic perforating
the lower third of the sternum.

Evidence of slight powder flecking.

No evidence of exit wound.

Second wound is above the right eye.

Patent evidence of powder
and gas scorching.

Exit wound lateral to second vertebra.

You're gonna get a bullet.

Bit smashed up, but a bullet.

May I?

Let me see.

Looks like a .38.

Yeah. Maybe a 9-millimeter.
Practically the same.

Let's measure it.

Lee, can I have the caliper?

Thanks.

A .38.

Something wrong?

What's wrong?

No, that's a .38.

Here's a surprise for you.

What?

- There's water in the lungs.
- So?

Two gunshot wounds in him,
and he was alive at the bottom of the lake.

Cause of death, asphyxiation by drowning.

Kyle.

Look what's stuck in the heel of his shoe.

- What is it?
- Glass.

I can't be sure yet, but this looks like
the original Victorian glass.

I think it's the same kind
you found on Munro's shoe.

- This is where it happened.
- Maybe.

Her lover-boy or someone came in.

There was a struggle.

The victim was hit
in the head and shot twice.

Thinking he killed him, he took him
to the lake and dropped the car.

We have no fingerprints in the whole place.

He knew what he was doin'.
He wiped the place clean.

I think he ran the damn humidifier
to melt down the prints.

We'll find a print somewhere.

We should.

We know he was here.

Kyle, we found something.

My, my. Look what we got here.

Dig it out.

Well, Kyle,

you were right.

Sooner or later, they all fuck up.

Look at that.

A perfect .38.

Look at them riflings.

Gonna be easy to match this to a gun.

All we need now is the gun.

Who was with you in Miami?

I was alone.

You been sleeping with
anyone other than me?

No.

Why are you asking me this?

I've been hearing things about you.

Don't let them do this, Kyle.

You said they would try
to change your mind,

and now they're doing it.

- Where's the gun?
- What gun?

The gun you shot him with.

You threw it away at the truck stop.

- That was a 9-millimeter.
- I know.

What are you saying?

The bullet they took out of your husband's
body was shot from a .38.

The bullet they took out
of the wall today was a .38.

But I shot him with a 9-millimeter.
You saw it.

This is the bullet that was
taken out of the wall at Munro's house.

This is the bullet that was
taken out of Munro's body.

The riflings match perfectly.

They were both fired from the same gun.

What are the pits on the bullet
that came out of Munro?

I don't know.

Sand will pit a bullet like that, won't it?

Mr. Bodine, the human body,
as wonderful as it is,

contains 1.5% calcium,
1% potassium, 65% water,

and after 5:00,
some what-all percentage of alcohol,

but no sand.

- Thank you very much for your help.
- Any time.

Kyle.

The captain wants to talk to you.

What about?

Something about the Munro case.

Kyle, now were you seein' her?

No.

You never went to
see her alone in her house?

No, sir.

Y'all were called out there, weren't you?

Yes, sir.

Yeah. A couple times.

Her husband filed a complaint with us.

Said you used abusive language.

Did you say that?

He didn't say nothing, Captain.

Guy was a jerk.

This is a lie.

What was this, a domestic violence call?

Yes, sir.

Well, you took a special interest
in this one, didn't you?

No, not really.

Where were you a week ago
Saturday night, Kyle?

I was at home.

Munro was shot with a .38, wasn't he?

According to the autopsy report, yeah.

You carry a .38 special, don't you, Kyle?

You know I do.

May I see it?

You fired this recently?

Yes, I have.

We recovered a bullet
from that bedroom wall.

The rifling marks are clean.

Won't be too hard to tell
if it came from your gun.

I'm puttin' you on administrative leave
until such time as we know that.

Good morning.

Sorry, Kyle.
You're gonna have to come with us.

What's goin' on?

You tell me.

You're the one who
gave him the wrong gun.

What are you talkin' about?

Wrong serial number.
You didn't give him your gun.

The captain wants to see you again.

I'll be right with you.

Got to tell you, Kyle,

you got a lot of people upset

who can't believe you've
done somethin' like this.

Did you see her socially at any time?

No.

The night you met her, the bartender
showed you a credit card receipt

with her name on it.

Did you call her or contact her in any way?

No.

She wasn't calling you here at the office?

No.

Who was?

I don't know what calls you're talkin' about.

What are you protectin' her for, Kyle?

Where's the service revolver
signed out by you?

Serial number 0876B?

I told you, I don't know.

Someone took yours, Kyle?

Maybe.

Who would that have been?

I don't know.

You never went to her house to see her?

No.

Smarten up, Kyle.

You're gonna fry for this,
and she's gonna walk.

Now that must've been what
she had in mind all along, don't you think?

Now, we find your gun
or any evidence that puts you there,

and you're gone.

Unless, of course, you wanna help us.

Kyle,

she's gonna walk.

She'll be real rich.

She's gonna get $12 million.

The state attorney will cut a deal with you.

You could be out in a couple of years.

Is that you?

You got my money, Lamar?

You got the ticket?

Let me see it.

You'll get the rest when I get mine.

How much did you pay Dickey
to follow your husband?

What is he to you?

Rachel, start talking.

Rupert was going to leave me with nothing.

Lamar told me how to do it all.

How to do what?

Set up Rupert's death.

Where to meet you,

the gun, Miami.

Everything.

So we were just a lie?

No.

It changed, Kyle.

It changed after I met you.

I came back from Miami to be with you.

You didn't even check out of the hotel.
You came back to kill him.

No.

No. We were going away.

Who made the phone calls from your room?

Lamar must have put somebody in there.

Who made the phone calls from your room?

- I don't know.
- I just wanna know the truth.

- Tell me the truth!
- I am!

Don't look at me like that, Kyle, please.

I'm not a stranger to you.

Yes, you are.

Don't say that.

I love you.

I don't wanna hear it.

- My life was over till I met you.
- Stop it!

- I love you.
- Stop it!

- I love you.
- Then why didn't you tell me?

If you love me, why didn't you tell me?

- I'd have lost you for good.
- I don't wanna hear any more lies!

No more lying!

You were just fucking me, weren't you?

I was loving you, and you were fucking me!

You should have just
told me from the beginning.

Why didn't you just tell me?

I tried to get out of it.

Please believe me.

Call Lamar.

Tell him you wanna see him
at J.J.'s tonight.

Hello, Dickey-boy.

Kyle.

You're a big disappointment to me.

There was nothing I could do for you.

Maybe not.

You know,

you figured this one
like you knew it all along.

Yeah.

I went to school on you, Kyle.

You sure did.

I listened to everything you told me.

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I knew you did it.

You made too many mistakes, Lamar.

What are you talking about?

You took this, didn't you?

I don't see my name on it.

You see the compass on your dash?

How did you know about
the $12 million trust?

- She tell you?
- Why would she do that?

Maybe you were
gonna help her kill her husband.

I didn't. You did.

Yeah. But you're going to
jail with me anyway because of this.

You see?

It's all pitted from sand,

just like the bullet they took out of Munro.

I don't know what you're talkin' about.

You switched my gun, didn't you? My .38.

You shot it into sand
and then you got the bullet.

In the autopsy room
when nobody was lookin',

you switched it with a 9-millimeter slug
that they pulled out of Munro's chest.

No one's gonna believe that.

Then you fired my .38 into the wall
at Munro's house.

So the slug from the wall

and the slug from the body match.

And they're both from my gun.

You got a desperate imagination, my man.

How did you know where the body was?

Did she tell you?

What do you think?

I don't know.

All you got to do
is to get the Chi from the car.

And you know how far away the lake is.

Get up, you son of a bitch.

Don't fuck yourself upwards, Kyle.

Let's go.

Sit down.

I told him everything, Lamar.

Where's my gun?

I don't have it, Kyle.

Give me the goddamn gun.

It's in my car.

If you've cooked up something, Lamar,
I'll blow your fucking head off.

Let's go outside.

Get up! Let's go.

Wait for me, Rachel.

Move.

- Are you gonna shoot me, Kyle?
- If I have to.

Well, you won't have to.

- How much were you in for?
- A lot.

The lady was desperate.

Then she wanted to call it off,
but the money smelled too good.

Why me?

Why not some fucking bozo off the street? Why
did you have to go set up your own partner?

It had to be you, Kyle.

Anybody else, you would
have cracked the case and busted me.

You got that right.

But you know what?
You were never the fall guy.

You were my insurance.

Fuck you, Dickey-boy. You screwed up.

First the pictures, then my .38.

You kept it too long. Open it up.

Come on.

Where is it?

Under the driver's seat.

- It's not too late, Kyle.
- Shut up.

Toss the gun in the lake.

You can forget it ever happened.

Shut up!

Police! Stop right there!

He's got a gun!

Kyle!

Kyle?

Stay with me.

Stay with me.

I was never

gonna leave you.

Kyle.

No.

No, no, no.

No.

No! No!

Rachel.

Kyle was right.

Sooner or later, they all fuck up.