Kill Me Again Page #3

Don't laugh. You're dead.

- What are you doing?

- Putting you in the trunk.

Shh! Quiet!

We did it, huh?

I can't wait to start being Vera Billings.

- You're still gonna have to be careful.

- Yeah, I know.

You know...

I gotta tell you something.

When I first met you,

I thought you were a loser.

- Why'd you hire me?

- Why'd you take the job?

Anyway,

I was wrong.

You make a great murderer.

Why don't you come over to my room when you get back?

I'll pay you the rest of your cash.

- We'll celebrate.

- It'll take me a couple of hours to go to the lake and back.

I don't mind.

DEEPWATER:

INDIAN RESERVATION

Jesus!

I'm sorry. I was just trying to be careful.

- Well-

- What're you sneaking up on me for?

I'm sorry, I was just try-

Take it easy!

She didn't go all the way down, huh?

Nah. Doesn't matter.

The cops will just find it sooner.

Yeah. This is a spooky place at night.

You know, this used to be sacred Indian land?

They say that there's ghosts -

ghosts and spirits, you know?

So when do we get paid?

Uh, tomorrow.

Want some?

Hallelujah, boy. Mm-hmm.

Fay?

Hi, I'm looking for a woman named Billings.

- Have you seen her?

- I remember her, good looking. Friend of yours?

Yeah.

- It's important.

- Well, let's see.

She only checked in early this morning,

and she checked out about two hours ago.

I know because I had to get her a cab

to take her to the airport.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, of course I'm sure.

I wouldn't forget a thing like that.

I'm not that old!

Unbelievable!

Oh, yeah, I remember her. Definitely.

Hard to forget if you know what I mean!

Yeah, she took flight 405 to Las Vegas.

- Got away from you, huh.

- Yeah, she sure did.

- When's the next flight?

- Next available is...

Tomorrow morning, 11 am.

Thanks for all your help.

Good luck.

Hey, Andrews. Jack Andrews,

we got a warrant for your arrest.

The hell you do.

Come on.

- You got a warrant for that?

- Yeah. Get him out of here!

When did you first meet Fay Forester?

Never heard of her.

- Where were you at 11:40 last night, Jack.

- Drinking. With friends. Alan Swayze..

- What's his phone number?

- You got a phone book, look it up.

- Ever been in the Rancho Sierra?

- What's that, a whorehouse?

- Got any debts, Jack?

- A few, why?

- How'd you get that broken finger?

- Closing the file cabinet.

- Who gave you the scratch on the face, Jack?

- What scratch?

You used to be a pretty normal,

law-abiding citizen, Jack.

Degree in business,

insurance investigator for three years.

Married, briefly.

- And you got a point?

- Well, then things kinda go downhill.

1987, Drunk and disorderly.

- '88, a week in jail for withholding evidence.

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