Changeling Page #2

every parent who calls says the same thing.

Please, please.

Look, there's

nothing I can do.

I'll take your name

and your information,

but that's all until the morning,

at the earliest.

I'm sure he'll show up by then.

They always do.

Are you Mrs. Collins?

Our thoughts go out

again today to Mrs. Christine Collins

of Lincoln Heights,

whose young son,

Walter Collins,

disappeared

nearly two weeks ago.

Though she is not

a member of our congregation,

we pray for her today

as we have every day,

since we learned

of her plight.

On the radio and

in the newspapers

we are told that

the Los Angeles Police Department

is doing its very best to

reunite mother and child,

and I'm sure

that that is true.

But given its status

as the most violent, corrupt

and incompetent

police department

this side

of the Rocky Mountains

I am not sure

it's saying a great deal.

Every day, new bodies

appear along Mulholland

and in the ditches

of our cities,

the work of Police Chief James Davis

and his aptly named Gun Squad.

Every day, the needs

of honest citizens

are put second to greed

and personal gain.

Every day,

this city sinks deeper into a cesspool

of fear, intimidation

and corruption.

Once the City of Angels,

Los Angeles has become

a place where our protectors

have become

our brutalizers.

Where to be the law is

to be above the law.

I understand.

Thank you.

I will call back

in a few weeks.

Thank you very much.

Las Vegas Missing

Persons Department?

Hello, this is

Christine Collins.

I'm calling to see if you've

found any missing or lost children

who meet the description

that matches Walter Collins.

Oh, all right. Well,

please do. Please do call.

And I'll call back

in a matter...

In a week, if that's all right.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

$2.

Hell, I think I left

my wallet at home.

Can I owe it to you?

No credit.

Pay up or I

call the cops.

I'm sick of bums like you

coming around here.

I'm not trying to

stiff you, chief.

I just left my wallet

at home, that's all.

I'll go back and get it.

Five, 10 minutes, tops.

Got collateral?

You can't ask for

better collateral

than a man's own flesh

and blood, right?

Now, you stay here, son.

I'll be right back.

But...

- Now, don't give me any trouble.

He's a good man to

trust us like this.

Now, you just stay here and

I'll go back and get my wallet.

Ten minutes,

then I call the cops.

Ah, hell.

Number, please.

- Hello, Myrtle?

Hello?

- Yeah, this is Harve, down at the diner.

Oh, hi, Harve.

Would you get me

Sheriff Larsen?

Sure thing.

You have

a nice day, too.

Christine, I'm having trouble

with the connection here.

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