Some Guy Who Kills People Page #2
people try suicide again.
You want to off yourself?
Then you have to earn it.
Sh*t!
See you later.
I just thought Tammy's dress was very
inappropriate. Well, it's a church.
I thought you told me the music box was from you.
- Amy, honey, you scared us.
- My music box.
There is an engraving on the bottom.
"LOVE DAD". I guess you didn't know that.
Why don't I, uh, make us some chamomile, okay?
When I met him, he'd been in a hospital,
for depression or something.
He was just a mistake in my life
that I decided to put behind me.
But you didn't consider what I might want.
It was for the best. He's a troubled person.
my dad just disappeared.
- I understand you're upset.
- You think?
Do you know where he is?
How's the Lord feel about lying, mom?
Where's your stand on that?
I think he lives in Green Oaks.
What's his name?
- Amy, please.
- What's my dad's name?
Hey, motherf***er. You owe me a hundy.
Cuz you said I couldn't drive out here
meth-ed out of my motherfucking mind.
Well, guess what, f*ggot? I just did.
Hey. Shut up. Shut up. I gotta bounce.
Just have my money ready.
B*tch.
Hey! I hope your ass is a whole lot better
than this sh*t what I've been smoking, man.
What the f***, bro?
What the f***?
I didn't come here to watch no movie.
- What do you got for me, Ernie?
- Another body, sir.
- Wade Hutchinson.
- Got me a box?
- What? I mean, no, I just got the...
- Attaboy.
- Any witnesses?
- No, sir.
The manager just showed up. He said the projection
booth was broken into but nothing's missing.
There's nothing missing off of Wade either,
and he had over 200 bucks on him.
- This one has no head, Ernie.
- I know, sir.
- Most bodies have heads.
- Absolutely.
Where's this one's head?
- Not sure yet, sir.
- Oh, we should find this head.
Good idea, sir.
You don't just cut off a man's head
unless you're one angry fella.
- Found the head, sir.
- Bring it on over.
See? Now that's funny.
You got what you deserved.
Deputy Dobkins?
Sheriff, reporter from the Gazette's on line 1.
Hey, there.
- Still no press, sir?
- You heard the mayor. No press, no panic.
We're gonna find the bastard, Ernie.
We're gonna find him.
We're gonna tear his skin off.
Make him wear his own skin.
Found a second body the other day.
- Really?
- Yeah, indeedy.
Did you know Wade Hutchinson?
You went to school together, didn't you?
He says, "Yes."
Well, somebody did ol' Wade in good.
"Decapitato".
Big ol' messy mess.
But you gotta do me a favor, you gotta keep this on
the DL because anything this grisly gets let out,
we're gonna have a shitstorm on our hands.
Sure thing, sheriff.
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