Red Page #3

---

You go up to Miller's Bend?

Why would we want to go

to Miller's Bend, Dad?

Oh...

Do you own a T-shirt

that says "Property of"--

- Stolen from.

- Stolen from--

"Stolen from May's Whorehouse"?

You own a shirt like that?

If I did

I'd probably wear it.

But you don't

own a shirt like that?

No.

No, sir.

I got to tell you,

I thought the whole story

sounded far-fetched from

the very beginning, Ludlow.

I got a couple of

good boys right here

that would not

be involved in

something like what you

were describing to me.

I'm sorry

about your dog.

Truly am.

But, um...

You got the wrong pair

of kids and that's all.

It's Harold, right?

Danny said

your name yesterday.

I want to thank you for lying

to your brother about my rig.

Could've brought a couple hundred

dollars or so and you knew that.

Nice of you not to mention

that to your brother.

Now suppose

you tell your dad

about my dog.

I don't know anything

about your dog, mister.

The truth would swallow

a whole lot easier, son.

Yeah, well I--

Mr. McCormack:

That's just about enough, Ludlow.

They said

they didn't do it.

And if they said they

didn't do it,

they didn't do it

and that's that.

I guess you're

just mistaken.

Well, I asked you.

Excuse me?

I said I asked you.

- Asked me what, sir?

- To do the right thing here.

It could have been

the right thing maybe,

if it had been

the right boys.

Oh, I've got the right boys,

Mr. McCormack.

It's you who've got

the wrong boys.

And I think

you probably know that.

Thank you for your time.

Yeah.

What?

You can't prove

attempted robbery.

It's just your word

against theirs.

So what you've got is a case

of cruelty to animals.

Maybe reckless conduct

with a firearm.

- Misdemeanors.

- Misdemeanors? Jesus.

Under the law an animal

is just property.

They have a mandatory

$100 fine.

He didn't just give

the dog a kick, Sam.

He killed it.

It's still just cruelty

to animals, Ave.

That's all the law

has to say about it.

You can ask for up to

but practically speaking,

no prosecutor in his right mind

is going to request more than 30.

And he wouldn't get

more than 10.

The Sheriff could

at least arrest him,

put the fear of God into

the little son of a b*tch.

To arrest the little

son of a b*tch,

the Sheriff would've had to

have seen him pull the trigger.

I'm sorry, Ave.

It's no good.

I still have to try.

All of this time,

work and expense

for an old mongrel dog

you already buried?

That really what you want?

That old mongrel dog

was Mary's gift to me

for my 50th birthday, Sam.

And they made a joke

about killing him.

( radio playing )

There he is.

Hey.

Where's the old mutt?

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes