Shoot to Kill Page #2

against the suspect's profile.

Caucasian, male, 20 to 40--

I promise you, this guy's killed before.

It was too easy for him.

It's been 1 2 hours. I thinkyou should

shut it down and get some sleep.

- I feel fine.

- You feel like sh*t.

Look, I read all the reports. There's no

possible way you could have figured out

what was gonna happen last night.

- What are you saying, Charlie?

- I'm saying that it happens.

It happened to me.

Remember that kid in Sausalito?

Look, sometimes you lose a hostage,

and there's not a damn thing

you can do about it.

I know the speech, Charlie.

I wrote it.

Come on.

Walk me out.

Warren, you're letting this thing get

to you. You're taking it to heart.

You're saying, "Maybe I could have

done this. Maybe that."

The point is, you did everything

correctly, and that's all

anyone can ask ofyou.

Now, go home.

Get some sleep.

I'll call you when I get to DC.

Okay.

Have a nice trip.

- We've started doing

those phone calls now.

- Good.

-Do you want us to call you at home?

-I'm not going home. I'll be right here.

Good mornin'.

Nice day for fishin'.

I guess we must be

the first ones here, huh?

Yes, I know it's happened before.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't

call the restaurant.

But we've been in the middle

ofa terrible situation.

Yes, I'm sure it was

terrible foryou too, honey.

I'll try.

No, I can't promise, but I will try.

Baby, I gotta go.

Bishop's Falls, Washington.

Sheriff reports the murder ofa tourist

just offthe highway into Canada.

- So?

- Large calibre wound through

the victim's left eye.

Where the hell is Bishop's Falls?

It's right over here,

uh, to the northwest ofSpokane.

Book me on the next flight to Spokane.

And while I'm in the air, figure out

a way to get me to Bishop's Falls.

Crilly here found the body.

Agent Stantin, Austin Crilly.

Stantin's the FBI man, Crilly.

- It's up this way.

- Are you really a G-man?

- The last I looked.

- Yeah, well, I'm a caretaker

hereabouts, since the mine closed--

-Jesus, Crilly.

Yeah, I'm getting to it, Dave.

So, I seen where the gate was bent up

there, so I went to snoopin' around.

And Judas Priest,

there's this body lying there,

flies as big as Chevys and--

Who do those cars belong to,

Mr. Crilly?

Well, sportin' folks-- uh, fishermen.

They head out from here

and gather above.

See, the guide meets them

up above at a base camp.

- Bishop's Falls Guide Service,

Jonathan Knox and Sarah Renell.

- You really a G-man?

See, this area is known to be

the greatest high-mountain

fly fishing in the world.

That's how we found him--

buck naked and his eye shot out.

He was killed outside,

then dragged in here by his heels.

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